Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 300 20. Be safe and lose the enemy invisible (6262 characters-two in one thanks to Zed_zz's fifty thousand reward)

The seventeenth prince of Qi State lived in Wan Jianzong.

Perhaps because he felt that this young man was mysterious and powerful, Wan Jianzong did not treat him badly, and gave him a house with an elegant courtyard.

Of course, this house is in a corner area, there are no other disciples around, and it is closely guarded inside and outside.

The house built here was originally used to see the sea and mountains and to understand the mysteries of nature. At this time, it was specially set aside for him to live in.

Xiaozhu’s backyard, the door faces the sea of ​​clouds.

There are thousands of mountains and valleys, colorful neon light.

There is a strong aura here, just take two breaths, feel refreshed, and have endless energy.

If mortals are allowed to live for a long time, they will be able to live to three hundred years old as if they were in the original family.

And in this world where cultivation has become a system, the longer the age, the higher the possibility of breakthrough, and the longer the breakthrough, the longer the life.

Xia Ji lives here, and naturally there are disciples who will deliver meals every day.

Outside the door, the voices of the disciples of Wan Jianzong were sometimes heard.

"How could this mortal prince be like this?"

"Yeah, I've inquired, he seems to be only fifteen years old, he is still a fifteen year old."

"I heard that there is a mysterious guardian in the Qi State Palace, named Jin Batian, who is now the chief, and this prince is his disciple."

"Nonsense, even this is impossible! Even if the masters line up to instill, you can't instill such a character, right?"

"What happened that day? I was just outside, and I was investigating around the village where people were always missing recently, and I didn't see it. Brother and sister, let’s talk about it."

"You didn't see it, otherwise it would be the Dao Xin trembling." The speaker said with a sigh, "This fifteen-year-old prince came from Zhi Ke Ya, and let Fairy Xiao go to fight him, but he was his own The power was backlashed.

Elder Bai Bei took him to a high altitude, then withdrew his flying sword, and besieged him with many other brothers. As a result, the prince waved his hand, and the heavy snow covered the sky, so that the elder and the brothers had no time to separate. The prince directly blasted the wind into the air, stepped up on the void, and entered my Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

After that, it was even more exaggerated. Elder Bai Bei brought many fellow elders from behind, while other elders and elites came from the front, surrounded by layers, but could not get close to the prince.

In that scene, it can be said that one person suppressed a sect.

Then, you know what you know, that can’t be said anymore. "

"understand"

After that, the suzerain personally took action, but he was slapped five times by others, and he also gave some pointers, saying that he wanted to persuade the suzerain to do good.

If this is the persuasion of others to be good, I am afraid that no matter who it is, Wan Jianzong will only respond with sneers, and then kill this kind of nonsense with one sword.

What good and evil?

Zongmen is heaven above, what's wrong with wanton manipulation of the world?

Can this be called good and evil?

If you put it directly, this is because the level of life is different.

They are immortals, human beings.

Mortals are just eliminated, there is no loser who can keep up with the times.

Can that be called someone?

The disciples outside the door continued to discuss.

"Then what realm is this prince?"

"do not know"

"Why don't you know?"

"Because he has never used power other than Dharma from beginning to end."

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"This is impossible."

"I also think it's impossible, but this impossible thing happened, no matter what the realm, it was crushed by his law."

"Must be dreaming"

"What the **** is he here for?"

"Submission on behalf of the Qi State Royal Family."

Surrender? ? ?

Ha ha

All the disciples are stupid, is this the appearance of surrender?

The master sister is not awake yet.

Xia Ji lived here for a long time.

His daily life is always simple.

No matter where, to him, it's just another place to read.

Gradually, the disciple of Wan Jianzong made a weird discovery: Although the prince seemed terrible and mysterious, he was basically a harmless existence in his daily life.

Slowly, the prince walked out of the original small building, sometimes holding the book on the quiet path of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, watching and walking, sometimes sitting in the stone pavilion, looking at the distant mountains and seas. Be fascinated, go deeper.

The disciples in the door didn't care about him too much, because the suzerain only asked him to be wary of him, and he did not imprison him.

And no matter who it is, you can feel a strange calmness from the prince.

He raised his hands and feet as if he were an ordinary person, but his posture was dignified, but there was endless romance.

When the prince saw the disciples coming on the way, he would still talk, sometimes he would go to help when he saw these disciples in trouble, and even sometimes, when he saw some disciples who went wrong in their cultivation, he would even come forward and give pointers.

Pointing to other disciples is a taboo.

The teachers of the sect want to manage.

But when he leaned in and listened carefully, he was stunned, as if ten thousand horses were running wildly in my heart.

Damn it, it makes sense.

What is in-depth understanding?

They all understood what this young man explained, but they had never understood it so clearly.

Therefore, the Zongmen teachers who were thinking of controlling followed secretly to listen. After listening, they appeared in hindsight, and then gave some pointers to the disciples.

The disciples of Wan Jianzong also gradually became familiar with such a strange existence.

Obviously only fifteen years old, but like a teacher, people feel like a spring breeze.

Obviously an enemy, but live in harmony with them.

And in these interactions, there are many beautiful female monks from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who have come to see him, and the related female monks even ran to quietly ask the elders of the Zongmen "Can he join the Ten Thousand Swords Sect"

In this way, you can chase him with integrity.

As the saying goes, men chase women in the mountains and women chase the men in the gauze. It would be great to form a couple with such a prince.

Mysterious, powerful, gentle, and dust-free, it seems to never be angry

Although he is a mortal, he is like a real celestial immortal, not just an immortal who has broken mortal life.

But soon, someone remembered that the reason why the prince stayed here was waiting.

He is waiting for a decisive battle.

Waiting for the awakening of the most terrifying Demon Venerable in the deepest of the forbidden area, leaving a shadow and bloodstain on history.

As a result, many disciples looked at the prince with regretful eyes.

Because no matter how strong he is, he cannot be the opponent of Demon Venerable.

The horror of Demon Venerable, that is branded in everyone's hearts like a nightmare.

This can be seen from the usual mantra of the suzerain.

Everyone knows that "the master's sister is invincible in the world."

Then,

How can this fifteen-year-old boy beat the devil who has been in seclusion for two hundred years and is invincible in the world?

He can't win.

He will lose.

Failure is death.

If you die, there is nothing left.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong also quietly observed the prince.

His mood can only be described as weird.

The prince's daily life is so similar to that of the teacher in the past.

At that time, on the island in the heart of Jinghu Lake, I was still a child. The teacher liked to sit quietly in his study and read books in his study, and compiled the "Book of Ten Thousand Dharma", which is now listed as a forbidden law by the major sects. ".

And this prince also reads books every day, staying still, not disturbed by humiliation, and at peace with the situation.

He didn't have the consciousness that he was in a force that wanted to kill him,

I didn’t worry about my master sister waking up,

Even if the prince should have known the terrible Demon Venerable from many disciples, he still remained unshakable and not panicked.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong is naturally impossible to think that the prince is a teacher, he just couldn't help feeling a little bit of emotion and hesitating, when the time comes, he should talk to the master sister.

The elder sister knows that the prince is like a teacher, maybe she will be merciful and will not kill him, right?

As for being slapped five times by the prince, he certainly has shame in his heart.

If he changes other people, he will do his best to strangle.

But the prince let his anger slowly subsided

Sect Master Wan Jianzong even felt that these five slaps were slapped by the teacher, and slapped these five slaps, just as punishment for his past.

It's like a strict teacher asking a naughty child to reach out and hit him five times, which is a punishment.

But he was punished, but it also gave him a chance to choose again.

His heart had been burdened with endless guilt in the past.

Now, he is inexplicably peaceful.

This is simply too light and light punishment.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong couldn't help thinking, if the teacher was really still alive, and seeing a villain like himself, I'm afraid it will be the same.

Thinking of this, his murderous intentions of the Qi Kingdom's royal family have disappeared.

After that, the prince and the elder sister battled, even if he was defeated and died, he would not touch Qi country any more, instead he would give asylum.

It's just that the teacher is alive in the sky and sent such a young man to wake up and give himself a chance to choose again.

The winter snow has passed, and the early spring is approaching, and the thousands of miles of mountains and forests under the Cloud Heaven Palace have all been stained with emerald green.

Different from the thick fog in the deep winter, the fog in the mountains in early spring is as thin as white yarn, showing thousands of layers, hanging between the peaks and ridges of the mountain.

At noon, the sky fell, dispelling the fog,

The sun shines on the earth and the mountain scenery is unobstructed.

Xia Ji sat in a pavilion, studying ink and spreading paper, and wrote on the rice paper:

Wan Jianzong is hospitable, and the suzerain is also a sincere person, good hospitality,

Children and ministers are difficult but enthusiastic, and cannot return for a while.

After finishing writing, he folds it up, puts the envelope, and then handed it to the disciple Wan Jianzong on the side, saying, "Thank you."

"You are polite." The disciple smiled. "I went out to search for information around Fenghe Village. It happened to pass through the capital of Qi State. Sending the letter was just a matter of effort."

This disciple had been given Xia Ji's advice and broke through the bottleneck. He was very grateful and was worried that he couldn't pay the favor. At this time, let alone sending the letter by the way, he would be happy to let him go there.

At the same time, this disciple is also extremely curious, he also wants to see what kind of place the Daqi Palace is, how can such a character be raised in the square inch of the earth.

In his opinion, this is the fish pond jumping out of the golden scales, and the mire flying out of Kunpeng.

Although he looked down on mortals, in his opinion, this extraordinary person was in front of him.

This disciple left after receiving the letter.

Xia Ji opened the book on the table again, and read it quietly in the spring light at this time.

When I was watching, suddenly there was a slight crying in the distance, if others would not notice it.

Xia Ji put down the book, looked sideways in the direction of crying, and got up.

Linghu Creek, small arch bridge.

The source of the stream is a spiritual spring, with a constant flow of spring water. If Tiancheng emerges from the soil on the top of the mountain, and the water flows to the lower part, it constitutes this gurgling stream on the clouds.

The arch bridge is also built to meet the occasion.

At this moment, there was a little girl in a linen shirt squatting on the bridge, sobbing softly in the sunlight.

Wearing this kind of clothes is usually just a servant of Wan Jianzong.

It’s just that not all servants can come here. Unlike the aristocracy back then, the servants here have this "spiritual root" and "fairy fate" to some extent. In other words, if these people perform well , Or showing some kind of talent, is to be admitted to the sect and become a disciple of the sect.

And if you reach age and haven't grown up, you will be sent away from here.

It’s just that when working as a slave, most of the work is sorting out the elixir, watering the elixir, and taking care of food and beverages.

And this kind of "servant status" still needs mortal dignitaries to dig out their minds before they can come.

The little girl stretched out her left hand from the bridge hole, hanging in the air, watching the Lingxi flow with tears in her eyes.

The fringe hanging in front of her danced back and forth in the wind and sunshine.

Xia Ji squatted beside her and smiled: "Why are you sad in such a good weather?"

The little girl trembled, and turned her head nervously with some fear, only to see a gentle white boy looking at her.

She obviously didn't know Xia Ji, and treated him as a sect disciple, so she hurriedly turned her head off like an electric shock, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm going to work now."

At this time, a middle-aged female monk who was looking around in the distance seemed to perceive this place. She just saw the little girl in Mai, and said angrily: "You stupid girl, you can't do anything. You sorted the wrong herbs, and you still run now?

Where can you go?

Tomorrow you go down the mountain, you are not suitable for here. "

The little girl was tearful, but she seemed to be clumsy at words, and she didn't know how to say it, but her eyes were red again.

Xia Ji touched her head, got up and looked at the female monk and said, "Everyone has times when they don't go well. If you go away, you will make mistakes.

But if it's not a big mistake, can you give her another chance? "

The middle-aged female monk discovered that there were people on the other side of the bridge. She saw Xia Ji and was shocked. This mysterious young man who suppressed the entire sect alone was a guest, but she was waiting for Demon Lord.

Where did she dare to offend, so she said: "Since you have spoken, forget it this time."

The female cultivator looked at the little girl again and said "come back earlier", then turned and left.

Xia Ji squatted by her side and accompanied her to look at the flowing Lingxi. For a moment, he thought of the scene when he was trapped in an isolated city. Isn't it the starting point for many people?

How many people can get out of the cage?

Kneeling to live, but to die.

You can't help yourself or your destiny.

He suddenly asked: "Do you like to eat candied haws?"

He remembered that he still stored candied haws more than a thousand years ago in his storage space. Because Miao Miao liked to eat this, he bought a lot in one go. There was no expiration in the storage space, and the quality was very strong.

The little girl looked at him blankly.

So Xia Ji conjured up the candied haws, handed it to her, and took a bunch of it herself.

He took the lead in chewing, and then smiled: "Everyone has times when things go wrong, but no matter what, don't be lost. No matter whether there is hope or not, don't shrink back. No matter what the outcome is, do your best. Then you won't regret it."

The girl took a bite of candied fruit, sweet and sour.

She suddenly cried out: "But I can't even practice true energy. I have no talent at all. No matter how hard I try, it's useless."

There is plenty of spiritual energy here, and even the true energy can't be cultivated. This is indeed a problem.

Xia Ji smiled, "Can you give me your hand?"

The girl nodded and held out her left hand.

Xia Ji took her hand and breathed into her body. He lingered for a moment. He suddenly noticed that the girl's physique was weird. If she was inferior to ordinary people in terms of her aptitude, she was still weird. Physique.

He checked again.

It is discovered that this physique needs to be accumulated and thinned to break through the blockage with a lot of true energy before continuing the subsequent practice.

And when it has not broken through, it is like a waste, but once broken, it should be far better than ordinary people.

After investigating for a while, he estimated from the bottom of his heart, and then cautiously took a breath of true energy into her dantian, but he never helped her break through.

But as long as the girl doesn't give up in the future, then this trace of true energy will be enough to help her save her "hard accumulation" and directly break through the obstacles.

"Do you see anything?"

"I've seen it. Your qualifications are very good. You only need to work harder and you will definitely be excellent."

"Really?" The little girl's eyes sparkled.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Really."

"You don't lie?"

"I kid you not."

The little girl smiled. This should be a big man. He said so, so naturally she has good aptitude, and it seems that she is not working hard enough.

Xia Ji suddenly felt something and patted her on the shoulder, "I still have something to do, goodbye."

The little girl stood up: "Goodbye."

She watched the gentle white boy go away, her heart suddenly warm.

There was a glimmer of hope in her heart

She ran to the bridge to pick up the elixir.

But when she was halfway there, she couldn't help turning her head, wanting to see the boy, because she forgot to ask for her name, and she forgot to tell him her name.

However, she only vaguely saw the pavilion in the distance. In addition to the young man, there was actually the Sect Master of her own sect, and another man in white clothes who was cold and arrogant and exuded a cold breath.

She was a little scared, and a little worried

Because, even if it was just a little girl, she already felt the undisguised killing intent.

Killing intent enveloped the pavilion, making the wind stop and the cloud to stay.

The long grass is like a mountain of swords, and no wind thorns the high dome.

The dust turned into a sea of ​​flames, and it was boiling.

The surrounding environment of the cold and arrogant man in white had already been affected by him, and he began to show a repressive but impatient fighting spirit.

Xia Ji looked at this man, and he immediately recognized that this was his disciple from a thousand years ago.

Ranked tenth among the 72 disciples, he was named Du Bai.

The first profound art he practiced was Yangshen Taoism, which could kill people through the soul.

But he was crushed by Nian Ying from beginning to end, but now he didn't expect to be in this Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Du Bai is different from Demon Venerable. Although he is also practicing in the forbidden area, he has only slept for 30 years, and even 30 years of karma has exceeded the ordinary people by many times.

You know, Sect Master Wanjian has only been asleep for three years.

"waste!"

Du Bai coldly scolded Sect Master Wanjian Sect Master.

The Sect Master didn't speak, he knew that the brother had this temper.

Xia Ji stepped forward to put away the book halfway through the stone table.

Du Bai sneered suddenly: "Only you are worthy of being like him?"

After the laughter, a violent air suddenly emerged.

What followed was a cloud of suspended, huge, indescribable black smoke,

This is the power of bad karma that is almost substantial,

Compared with this, the small group of evil karma that Fairy Nong Xiao showed at the beginning is simply the difference between a mud group and a mountain.

Xia Ji closed the book and suddenly patted the table.

Bang.

The two stones suddenly bounced and fell into his hands.

And he didn't make any movements, one stone in his hand had disappeared, and it appeared a few miles away.

There is the forbidden area of ​​Wan Jianzong.

In the forbidden ground, there was still a white-clothed man sitting cross-legged with a knife on his knee. His face was exactly the same as Du Bai here.

The stone appeared abruptly between the eyebrows, and slammed it with appropriate strength.

And here, Du Baihu, who had just accumulated the power of bad karma, let out a painful cry, and then looked at Xia Ji in shock.

Xia Ji said: "I still have some abilities in throwing stones, so the soul should go back to the body, next time it won't be a matter of just throwing it lightly."

Du Bai said: "How did you find out? And how could it be so fast?"

Xia Ji smiled. He taught Kung Fu. How could he not find out?

As for the speed, this is his throwing stone with the "knife" technique. Perhaps the stronger one can still see the trajectory, but this disciple cannot see through it at the level of the Dharma body.

At the same time, he also completed a small experiment.

That is, karma can be said to be a brand new force.

This kind of power does not enhance the various attributes of the person itself, but gives another dimension of offense and defense. It may not be able to move mountains and seas, but it is closer to a mysterious means of killing.

Raising the Law Bodies, lowering the Law Bodies, raising the life standards, and lowering the life standards, this kind of strange attack has little to do with one's own power.

In other words, as long as a strong person at the pinnacle of the 13th realm does not use karma, there is not much difference between it and the 12th realm.

Xia Jidao: "If you want your primordial spirit to go out, you'd better find a top-notch magic weapon to protect your body, or let someone who is good at defensive be your assistant, otherwise, don't walk out of your body easily.

Maybe it's nothing against ordinary people, but against a master, you may be killed in seconds.

As for the disguise, no matter how good your primordial spirit pretends, you will ultimately be the primordial spirit. You can hide from some people, but you are destined to not hide from the strong, and this is a weakness.

Let's go back. "

Du Bai was stunned

He wanted to make a move, but suddenly, a falling leaf hundreds of miles behind him came cracking.

It was a flying stone hit, which directly shattered the fallen leaves.

And this process, he again did not see clearly, nor did he feel it.

Du Bai said coldly: "Good means! I hope you can be so calm when you meet my elder sister."

After all, he withdrew his karma, followed the soul, and flew to the forbidden ground.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong looked at this scene in amazement

Is this victory without a fight?

From a strategic point of view, I directly saw through the disguise of Brother Du Bai's soul, the soul was out of the body, and even identified the real body of Brother Du Bai in a very short time?

This

This Nima is the prince of Qi who came to surrender?

Where does Nima see the slightest "surrender"?

Sect Master Wanjian said frankly: "I'm convinced. Your Highness will fight with my elder sister. No matter what the outcome is, I will never touch the Qi Kingdom again.

As for what His Highness said, I have also thought about it, and I will slightly change this violent temper in the future.

His Highness is right, the strong are angry, and you should only swing your sword at the stronger, not the weak. "

Xia Jidao: "Good." 鈥斺�

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