Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 299 19. Whoever has changed the original intention, one person is responsible for one (6190 words-two more in one)

In the pavilion, a group of disciples guarded by the Ten Thousand Sword Sect hurriedly came around and flocked to Fairy Nong Xiao. When they saw this, they were surprised: "Is this being bitten?"

The others looked at Xia Ji with a little more fear.

The leading disciple said: "Are you going to fight against Ten Thousand Sword Sect alone? Are you still here to surrender on behalf of Qi State?"

Xia Ji said gently: "But you said, my Qi imperial family doesn't need to exist anymore, can I still surrender?"

The disciple was stunned. He was not stupid. He turned his mind and said: "This is the granddaughter of the Sect Master. Although you have hurt her, you can save her. If you save her, you may be able to go further and go to the sect.

At that time, no matter whether the suzerain accepts or not, you can talk in person. "

The wind and snow started.

"rational."

After Xia Ji said two words, he took a step forward, traversed a distance of tens of feet like a flicker, grabbed the fairy in white who was convulsing frantically, took a few therapeutic methods, hooked his fingertips, and was born again. symbol.

Faxiang and Fulu instantly penetrated into Fairy White's body.

However, the latter has never recovered and is still convulsing.

The disciples around were also watching him.

Xia Ji was stunned.

After being backlashed by the thirteen realms, she was also injured by the thirteen realms, and her healing power was far beyond destructive, so she couldn't recover for a while?

He took the fairy in white and took another step forward, away from the crowd and came to a small pavilion at the highest point of the summit, and in the process, his one-star White Phoenix fire entered her again.

This time, Fairy in White was quiet.

But he was never sober.

Xia Ji understood that she was injured due to karma, and the injury was transmitted to the body, causing a nervous disorder. Her own white Phoenix fire can heal the body, but it cannot repair the karma injury from the root, because it is healing. Power and the power of destruction are not in the same dimension at all.

"Karma is really a mysterious power."

Although I watched a lot and even killed a lot of Thirteen Realms in a flash, Xia Ji couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the disciples on duty understood that the seventeenth prince of Daqi could not cure Fairy Xiao, so two people hurriedly went to the ultimate sect in the sea of ​​colorful neon clouds.

Xia Ji did not stop them, and let Fairy Nongxiao lie flat in the pavilion to avoid the snow, sitting in the snow, looking at the ebb and flow of clouds.

Everything is tangible but not image, the image is also metaphysical.

But this shape is so beautiful.

Jiangshan is so charming.

As I was thinking about it, the two on-duty disciples were returning from Yujian. They were leading the way, followed by a white-haired old man.

The old man stepped on the fourteen sword wheels, and in a flash he stood in the air, overlooking Xia Ji.

He swept his brows and saw Fairy Nongxiao in the pavilion, and he ignored Xia Ji and flew over, and he was taken aback for a little inspection.

"Backlash!!"

Karma backlash is more serious than karma injury.

For example, backlash is like a breakdown of the immune system, and injury is like a cold and fever.

Xia Ji got up and walked over as soon as she stepped forward and said, "I have been cured, and can only calm the impact on her body, but can't calm the level of karma."

The white-haired old man looked at him coldly: "Who are you?"

Xia Ji said: "The seventeenth prince of Daqi, came here with a jade seal to submit to Wan Jianzong."

With that, he took out the jade seal and pulled out the silk cloth.

The white-haired old man glanced at Yuxi and asked, "How did she get hurt?"

Although he had listened to the explanation from the guard disciple halfway through, he still couldn't believe that backlash was a special situation that could only be caused by a huge gap, and this young prince obviously shouldn't have this ability.

Xia Ji saw what he was thinking at a glance, so he didn't argue, and said in a calm tone: "It should be a delusion."

The white-haired old man glanced at him and wanted to make a move, but he was unsure. He thought it was weird, so he asked: "The royal family of Qi only sent you alone."

"I'm here sincerely."

The white-haired old man felt even more weird. He couldn't help asking, "Where do you get the courage?"

He had already started to change other people, but it’s too weird that Fairy Nongxiao was eaten back

Xia Ji smiled and looked at him, and said calmly: "I've already come."

The white-haired old man thought about it and said: "Although the sovereign wants all the royal families of the Qi Kingdom to come here to worship, and has given a ten-day time limit, since you have come here, then follow the old man into the sect, and wait for the sovereign to send it off. Would you like to come?"

Xia Ji said politely, "As it should be."

The white-haired old man directly took on Fairy Nongxiao, pinched a sword tactic with his left hand, and the fourteen rounds of swords suddenly dispersed, turning into a sword boat.

The sword boat crossed the sky, and the two got on the boat.

The white-haired old man pinched his hands again, and the sword boat roared and broke through the increasing snow, and went away.

Xia Ji looked.

Here the clouds and mist are lingering, the aura is blooming in five colors, and the snow is flying from the sky.

And in the middle of the mountains, if the peak that pierced the sky is like a gray lotus leaf, there is no way to go up and down the mountain, and only the aura to support the thousands of palaces at the top is really magnificent.

And in this sea of ​​clouds, mountains and snow, there are many people with swordsman, handsome youngsters, and gorgeous young girls. Obviously, they are beyond the realm of mortals, saying that they are fairies.

Even the Abbot’s Island in the previous life is incomparable to this place.

Looking at the scenery, Xia Ji was addicted to it for a while, and said with emotion, "It's so beautiful."

The white-haired old man is even more weird. He wants to ask, "Is it time to watch the scenery?"

But he didn't ask.

But Yujian came in midair.

After that, suddenly the other person had disappeared in place, the palm of his hand was turned, and the sword boat immediately followed him away, turning into fourteen sword wheels to carry him in the air.

The disciples of Wan Jianzong who were originally Zheng Yujian immediately surrounded him.

The white-haired old man gave Fairy Nongxiao to a female disciple, and the female disciple returned with the fairy.

After that, the old man looked at Xia Ji, and saw that even if the flying sword under his feet was taken away, the prince of Qi could still stand up against the wind without moving.

He stood in the wind and snow, as if standing on a quiet and safe earth, and his plain clothes moved fiercely with the wind.

He didn't run, nor panicked, just like looking at the scenery, watching the swordsman coming from the third floor and the third floor outside.

Many of these swordsmen just came to observe, and the real shot was only the innermost circle.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "It's really not easy, but why don't you listen to the suzerain? The suzerain has ordered it long ago. If the Qi imperial family is not obedient, then all will be replaced. You think that with the power of one person, you can turn the sky upside down. Huh?"

Xia Ji actually thought about it very seriously, and then said, "I still can't turn the sky."

The disciples had originally watched him have a romantic temperament, and were waiting for him. After hearing these words, they couldn't help but laugh.

Xia Ji said, "I just came here to surrender for Da Qi. Now that the sect is on the top and the dynasty is on the bottom, there is nothing wrong with this. But everyone, why is this so far?"

He sighed softly.

With a light sigh, he sighed out a million signs.

Millions of law adhere to the million winds and snow.

A piece of snowflake is a sign.

Naturally, the power of the phenomena he used was far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In an instant, both the white-haired elder and Yujian's many disciples were aware of this attack.

They hurriedly defended.

At this moment, I saw above the sky,

The vast snow squeezed all the immortals.

Xia Ji took a step forward, holding Qi Guo Yuxi with one hand and had already passed the encirclement circle.

Has this encirclement ever caught his eyes?

He just entered the land of the sect, without turning around, and waving his long sleeves casually, the power of the snow in the sky disappeared without a trace.

But the monks were still dancing with flying swords in the air, using magic weapons indiscriminately.

It wasn't until Xia Ji took more than ten steps forward that the white-haired old man and the monks noticed it.

With horror on their faces, they even rushed to the sect with their swords, and then surrounded the past like a thick half-moon.

There was also a group of disciples who surrounded him for half a month.

Xia Ji saw that he was nowhere to go before. He put the Qi Yuxi seal on the ground, and sat down cross-legged, and said in a loud voice: "Qi Yu, the seventeenth prince of Qi, came to see Sect Master Wanjian on behalf of the Qi Kingdom. "

The sound rolled over this side.

Surrounded heavily, more and more cultivators wrapped around him, but no one dared to step forward. It was not that he couldn't fight, but it was a feeling of being oppressed by that quiet and gentle breath.

However, anyone who couldn't open their eyes and wanted the sword to rush up would be bounced away by a gust of wind within a few steps.

The scariest thing is not bounce

But whoever comes forward will be bounced away.

This already includes the elite disciples of Wan Jianzong, the disciples who enter the room, and even the elders of the sect.

But when everyone saw that the prince of Qi had never made a cruel move, he temporarily maintained the limit.

The white-haired old man also suddenly understood that Fairy Nongxiao had indeed been "backlashed", rather than bewitched.

He suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with the leader of Jinbatian?"

Xia Ji said indifferently: "Some fate to pass the art."

The old man was shocked.

This son is actually just a disciple of Jinbatian?

How horrible is Jinbatian himself? ?

At this time, all the disciples of the Sword Sect were full of weirdness.

This is obviously the person who should kneel, but sitting in the center of the open space in front of the Zongmen Hall in a posture of king over the world, still indifferent when facing the surrounding of thousands of monks.

Is this still to surrender?

The most important thing is that the power used by the prince from beginning to end seems to be probably only the law.

how can that be?

The power of only ten realms, across three big realms in a flash, is crushing?

how can that be?

Anyone who knows the goods at the scene feels weird.

The power of the dhamma is not as good as the power of the dharmakaya, the magical powers can crush the dharmakaya, and karma can destroy the dharmakaya. These are common sense.

And Dhamma is just the strongest force used by mortals when they have not been otherworldly.

It's just a stepping stone to make a leap.

But at this time, some people use the power of mortals to suppress them and no one dares to step forward.

The gentle prince, wearing a plain white long dress, holding a jade seal in his hands, sat cross-legged in the heavy snow of the heavenly sect.

There are many monks, and there are not many people with high realms.

But no one moved forward.

If someone moves forward, regardless of their level, with a light wave of their long sleeves, that person will rebound back.

If the sword wheel shoots continuously, the boy just stretched out a finger and hit the flying sword wheel at will.

At this time, he already had many broken swords all over his body.

Suddenly, the surroundings calmed down.

Only the wind and snow fell.

The sound of a footstep is as light as it is heavy, coming from a distance, misty and invisible.

And when a figure appeared in front of the central hall of the palace of thousands of heavens, when that person appeared, the endless white snow of heaven and earth suddenly turned from still to boiling, flying around like a madness, and one is far better than The breath of the people here rose violently.

The figure was wrapped in a black gold robe and had a tall and straight body. When he arrived, he was a middle-aged man. From his face, he knew that when he was young, he must have been a romantic figure like a good son in the world.

But at this time, there is a deep undercurrent in his eyes, dark mist enveloped, hazy, and with a lot of evil, making people feel chilly, and his heart is like a big **** hand, holding it tightly. I couldn't help kneeling down to him, surrendering to him, begging to him.

"A mere mortal kingdom, do you really think I have no one in Ten Thousand Sword Sect?"

"Originally, this seat only wanted to abolish your sect, but now not only do you have to die, but all the Qi kingdoms will not stay."

The incomparably cruel voice pressed down the wind and snow, and passed into Xia Ji's ears clearly.

It contains the meaning of contempt, the meaning of indispensability, and the meaning of domineering.

And with his arrival, the many disciples surrounding Xia Ji bowed in that direction, and shouted respectfully in unison: "Well, see the lord."

Xia Ji looked at the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Sword Sect, but he was not angry.

Because he has recognized the person.

This Sect Master of Wanjian Sect was his disciple more than a thousand years ago.

Ranked fifty-six out of seventy-two disciples.

His name is Yu Long.

When I said farewell to myself, the body of blood that was exposed was the image of a snow leopard more than thirty feet long.

After that, he married Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, and invited himself to pretend to be his father to help him get married. After that, many things happened.

But now in a flash, it has reached this moment.

And this disciple clearly deviated from his original teaching.

The child does not teach, the father too.

The teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

Xia Ji saw this evil and domineering Sect Master, and suddenly said softly, "I was wrong."

Yes,

He was wrong.

He did not teach well.

The disciples he taught did not stand the test of time.

If you are wrong, you must admit it.

Not to recognize people.

But to recognize yourself.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect saw this mysterious and terrifying young man and suppressed this party the moment before, and the next moment they saw the Sect Master, who had already acknowledged the counsel before they even fought, many couldn't help but laugh.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong said coldly: "Now that I admit my mistake, what's the matter?"

Before he finished his words, the prince of Qi had already stood up and asked calmly: "Dare to ask the lord, is there a **** three feet above his head?"

Sect Master Wan Jianzong:? ? ?

In his eyes, the prince of Qi country lightly dusted the wind and snow, and asked: "Good and evil are hard to distinguish, but do not do to others what you don't want, why is this?"

The last word has just fallen.

The prince of Qi disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of Sect Master Wanjian Sect.

He grasped the jade seal with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, turned into a slap, and suddenly raised it.

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

In the voice of anger and disdain, the pressure of Sect Master Wanjian suddenly spread.

This coercion is mixed with the pure power of heaven and earth, coupled with the fierce sword qi form he obtained from his cultivation, plus the karma that seems to be improving his life level all the time, as well as his life level.

This coercion is like the scorching sun, burning up and violently,

At the same time exuding a strong black air that invades the mind,

This black qi has already materialized, completely different from the previous Nongxiao Fairy, it can fall into the sight of people, and it can be seen that its richness is terrifying.

The sect master did not move, and this powerful thirteen realm power was squandered, as if the long-compressed energy suddenly exploded, and this explosion was controlled by him at will, so that it would not spread too much and ruin the sect. .

The endless light and tumbling black air exploded, drowning the prince and the sight of everyone.

Of course, a clear voice suddenly came from the center.

Snapped! !

The light dissipated, and the black air dissipated.

Snapped! !

Everyone saw it clearly.

Also understand what this crisp sound is.

The prince was actually slapped in the palm of the sovereign.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong himself was stunned, and he was blinded by these two slaps.

"You dare!"

"Now this seat not only wants the death of the Qi State imperial family, but the entire Qi State capital must be buried with it."

Snapped! !

The third slap fell again.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong wanted to block, but he felt severe pain in his cheeks before he could block them.

too fast.

Seeing that the prince's fourth slap was up again.

He raised his right hand,

The fierce sword energy accompanies the supernatural powers of the heavens and the earth, violently roaming around, drawing the wind and snow like a roaring dragon, coming from all directions, converging towards the palm of his right hand,

Turned into a sword that seemed to be true, this sword was not a magical image, not an illusion, but a killer move that condensed the supernatural powers of heaven and earth.

It truly contains the power of the Ninth Stage of the pinnacle of supernatural powers.

Divine powers in nine realms, one realm and one heaven,

The nine heavens have their own advantages and disadvantages,

Compared with Fairy Bi, today's Nine Layers of Power, which contains a powerful sword aura, is much stronger.

The sword stabbed towards that slap.

Sword through from the palm of the hand.

But the palm of his hand suddenly turned gray.

gray

It may be inconspicuous.

It may also be the color of chaos.

Xia Ji didn't have the color of chaos, but the millions of dharma aspects that he carefully displayed were completely invisible.

When the chaos is beginning, there is no phase.

He is not chaotic, but he has no phase.

The sword aura of the ninefold supernatural powers clashed with this slap in the space.

Amidst the short obstacles that were too short to be ignored, the sword spirit shattered every inch, and the nine heavens collapsed again.

Snapped! ! !

The fourth slap smashed through the resistance, and hit the face of Sect Master Wanjian.

The lord has been stupid.

Snapped! ! !

It was another slap.

Although it was five slaps that fell, the Sect Master didn't suffer any injuries. The slap was just drawing him in a way that was just enough to make him severely painful, and if the prince really got some strength, he could hurt him severely.

It's just that I don't know how much power he holds in his hands. Although every slap didn't hurt him seriously, it was extremely painful, and the pain almost tore his soul.

After slapped five slaps, Xia Ji asked, "Does it hurt?"

Not waiting for an answer.

Xia Ji said again: "Do not do to others what you don't want. Has the Sect Master thought of killing people, do those people hurt?"

He whispered softly: "While holding the weight of the world, it must bear the weight of the world.

There are nearly tens of billions of people in Yunzhou, and the place where Wan Jianzong is in charge is the east of the north of Yunzhou. How many people are in the dynasty who hold this side?

In that case, why not benefit the people and protect them?

For the suzerain, this matter is just a matter of effort and convenience, and there is no gain or loss.

Why is it not good to be small? "

Sect Master Wan Jianzong covered his face, he had noticed the extreme extraordinaryness of the young man in front of him, so he suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am just the seventeenth prince of the Daqi imperial family. I am here only to surrender to Wan Jianzong for Da Qi."

"Impossible!! You can't be a prince!! You can't be a teenager!!"

Sect Master Wan Jianzong roared.

Don't talk about him, all the disciples of Wan Jianzong present, from the elders to the elite disciples of the headquarters, were in a state of stunned, and the Sect Master yelled what they were saying.

Xia Ji asked, "What does this have to do with kindness?

Is it because I am stronger and you are afraid of me, so I let you be kind, and you are kind?

Who taught you this?

Where is your own character? "

Sect Master Wan Jianzong was stunned.

Xia Ji asked again: "Who is your teacher?"

Sect Master Wan Jianzong's body suddenly trembled.

He thought of the great saint more than a thousand years ago, the man who changed his fate, the man he regarded as his father

That man died.

Although the man is now carrying the incense, he is dead.

Xia Ji asked again: "Did your teacher teach you this way?"

Yu Long was shaking all over, as if thinking of many things, he had almost forgotten the man.

Because he did too much evil.

He had already violated the original intention of the division.

He dare not think about that man.

He feels unworthy.

But for many things, does he have a choice?

He has no choice.

"In this world, the weak and the strong eat the strong, the good is deceived, and the evil can control its own destiny!!"

He didn't know why he wanted to defend.

He obviously should take an angry move, set up the Zongmen Sword Formation, and activate the big formation to deal with this powerful, terrifying and mysterious prince, but he was just defending.

He seems to be defending himself, and he is also defending the teacher in his heart.

He has no choice! !

Xia Ji looked at him.

Yu Long only felt that the sun, moon, and stars were hidden in this boy's pupils. Even though he had lived for more than 1,500 years, he seemed to have been seen through in these young eyes.

All his thoughts were presented in the eyes of this young man.

Xia Jidao: "That Sect Master is now stronger? Is Ten Thousand Sword Sect stronger? Since it is already strong, why not change it?

When you are humble, you may not be able to choose from evil.

However, you can reselect now. "

Yu Long suddenly asked: "Are you really not the 13th realm?"

Xia Jidao: "What does this have to do with the thirteen realms?"

Yu Long said: "If you are in the thirteen realms, you will understand that you can't choose. Good and evil are between thoughts, but if you choose good karma and evil karma, this is your heart. If you go against your heart After that, the realm will not only fail to advance, but will also regress"

Xia Ji was stunned, he really didn't know this.

Karma is selected, it cannot be changed?

What is good and evil is unchanging?

Evil offensive and good defensive, if you want to protect yourself, it is natural to choose evil karma more safely.

I have chosen bad karma, my mind cannot be changed

Xia Ji said: "I will teach you a way, black eat black, don't shoot at the weak, don't use the common people to vent, go to the stronger ones, go to the more evil ones, how about?"

Yu Long said: "Your strength is strong, but in the battle of Zongmen, although personal strength is used to compete, the strongest is the big formation, which is the formation technique that gathers the strength of all the disciples. Your Excellency defeated me, but it was insulting. For me, I am not an opponent, but I will not listen to what you say."

Xia Ji said: "How do you listen?"

Yu Long said: "My master sister is waking up soon, if you can beat her, I will listen to you."

"it is good."

"Then these days, your Excellency will temporarily stay in my Wanjianzong for a few days.""

PS: Under the small water adjustment, after that, Monday, two, three, four and 2 changes, each change is 6000 words+. 2 changes on Friday, 4000 words+ per change, 1 change on Saturdays and Sundays, 6000 words+, the number of words remains unchanged.

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