Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 305 25. There are no classes, two phases, one emperor and one queen (first change-6174 words)

"The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and those with dissidents in the enemy are also friends.

Best friends, bed couples, from the outside, it’s not lively and joyous, love you and me,

But are there few people with two hearts?

Friends and couples are like this, let alone the sect?

Where is there a piece of iron in the world?

After all, it is still balanced, and there is still no east wind that ignited the fire.

Now that five hundred years have passed, we have gained new strength and reached a new realm. We are Dongfeng.

For us, time is everything. Before more people can grasp this new power, we must completely overturn the balance of power and change everything, even if the blood flows into the sea and the bones are like mountains. "

"Enjoy the emperor, the three kings have come out, but King Cheng died in the Confucius Temple"

"How did he die?" In the darkness, the voice had more emotional fluctuations.

The fourteenth realm is completely different from the previous realm. Perhaps there are still leapfrog challenges before the fourteenth realm, but the fourteenth realm is a barrier between heaven and earth.

Those who did not enter the Fourteenth Realm would not even be able to break through the "defense" of the Fourteenth Realm, let alone hurt.

Unless, the opponent is also in the fourteenth realm, and then he is pulled to the same battlefield again.

"Enlighten to the emperor, the master manifests the saint, and kills the King Cheng in seconds." The speaker also couldn't believe it.

"The Master manifests the saint? How does the Master manifest the saint? What did the King Cheng do?"

"The subordinates have checked, but they are trying to remove the ants who are obstructing the way. They are all mortals."

There was silence in the darkness.

"How did the Master show his holy, and how did he kill it?"

"White energy is good for karma, the holy image is a thousand feet, the cloud picks the knife.

One cut,

It was killing all the disciples including King Cheng.

The information was obtained by subordinates from the surrounding mortals. "

In the dark, there was a slight tapping sound on the desktop, and it was obvious that someone was thinking.

The subordinates who played the record knelt on the steps, afraid to get up, afraid to look at him.

The world only knows that there are "three kings" in Fenghua Wangzong, but they don't know that there are "two phases, one emperor and one queen" after the "three kings".

These two phases do not belong to the Fenghua Wangzong, but behind the door of this zong, they are not at the same level as the Wang.

As for the emperor and the queen, they are even above the two phases.

The emperor is in the world and controls all the mortal kingdoms in the west to the north of a hundred thousand miles and a half of Tianshan. A letter can drive all the sects and scattered people in the west.

Whoever wants to live, whoever wants to live, who wants to die, whoever wants to die.

This is "Emperor".

This is the person sitting on the dark platform at this time.

This is behind the invasion of the East this time.

According to sect rumors, two hundred years ago, if the "Emperor" and "Hou" hadn't just practiced in a nightmare, and had just missed the era of the Demon Lord's slaughter, it is still unknown who will die.

After a dream for more than two hundred years.

The emperor had a big dream, but it was actually four hundred years later.

Now waking up, it is a god-given opportunity to break through the fourteenth realm.

Therefore, the emperor came from the west and wanted to unify Yunzhou with the improper power of heaven and earth at the beginning of this new killing.

"The holy image is a thousand feet, the cloud picks the knife?"

The emperor pondered for a long time, and said, "Get up and drive, and I will go and worship myself."

"But the emperor is not going to go"

"It's okay, don't delay, if you see it, it will be even more fortunate.

A hate in his life means that Henggu was never born 1,500 years ago and had a relationship with the Master. "

Shenqueshan, the late autumn is deeper, and in the weather with yellow leaves curling up, a man in purple and red embroidered golden garb is sitting on the emperor's guard, with only two monks behind him. The two monks are like puppets with expressionless faces. The imperial spear and the imperial shield are behind him.

The emperor fell on the ground.

The man walked down from the sun, his long and narrow eyebrows pierced into the temple, his eyes were like bright lights shining on the earth, with a moving light.

Between walking, the spirit is majestic, like a demon like a god,

The clothes are not stained and dust-free,

People can't help feeling palpitations and be convinced, that is, they don't need to say a word, knowing that they are not on the same level as this person.

"Emperor, the Confucius Temple is in front."

"Ok."

The man answered.

Then he took a step forward, the gust of wind swept away all the dust in front of him, but he never pushed anyone down to death, but he felt that these people shouldn't stand with him.

He didn't mean to despise anyone, because he didn't have these people in his eyes.

So it's not unworthy, but shouldn't.

He climbed up the steps, and with every step, everything in his body was pushed away by strength. When he walked to the ancestral hall full of incense, everyone in the ancestral hall had hurriedly left, leaving an empty hall.

A jade statue of a master looking at the world gently.

The man grabbed at Xukong and took out three incense sticks.

The tip of the incense ignites spontaneously, and the incense curls up.

The man bowed his respect, and said solemnly: "The dead are the greatest, I worship you.

If you live, I will kill you.

Since you are a myth 1,500 years ago, why have you never lived this 1,000 years and made me laugh?

The ancestral temple is like a statue, and it will be life if it is not out of date. If it changes location, I should replace it. "

After all, the man worshipped two more respectfully, as if he was not worshiping the Master but himself.

After worshipping, he waited quietly with his hands in his hands.

An empty hall.

A jade statue.

A man.

So stagnant for two sticks of incense time.

The man turned around and laughed and left. After the gods, he looked around and said: "The order is passed down, let them kill who should kill who, but if they meet the Confucius Temple, they will walk up the mountain and burn incense to pay respect.

If they ask why, tell them that in this world, only the solitary can control the volley and see the myth of a thousand or five hundred years ago. In this Confucian Temple, only the solitary can refuse to give up, and everyone else should respect it. . "

"Sir, sir, are you leaving?"

The little girl ran to the stone table and half-kneeled on the stone chair opposite the boy to raise her body so that she could look at the prince on the opposite side.

"Why call me Mr.?"

"You look like a teacher. Reading every day, you must be able to teach people?"

"No, it's just an ordinary scholar."

Xia Ji had stayed at the Dai's house in Shui'an City for several days, looking around, but there was no follow-up discovery about the black pool.

Now he is ready to leave.

The little girl said: "Mr. is not an ordinary scholar."

Xia Ji smiled gently: "Then did I teach you?"

"Teached, I saw my husband left without taking me the other day, I was sad."

"Then can I teach you?"

What the two said to outsiders must sound inexplicable, but in fact it is extremely reasonable.

"My husband gave me a ray of anger and helped me break through. I am very happy. My husband thought I didn't know, but I actually knew it. My husband was the first person to help me."

"Mengmeng, then I will teach you a kind word, are you willing to take it?"

The little girl stared in astonishment, looking at the prince opposite.

That gentle young boy's pupils seemed to be able to see through everything, no matter how concealed, what secrets seemed to reflect the truth in those eyes.

Under the gaze of those eyes, one can only feel that they have not been dressed or even have a skin, and they can see people's hearts directly.

"Can I be taught by you?"

"Teacher, how can you classify and teach it? If you want, I can."

"You really know me" the little girl was suddenly agitated, with some weird fluctuations.

But she didn't go on, the prince opposite had already got up.

The 15-year-old boy stood beside her, stroked her long hair gently and tenderly, and said gently: "I know."

The little girl suddenly gave a weird low smile.

Jie Jie

Jie Jie Jie

The laughter was horrible.

For an instant, the bitter cold appeared in this ancient house of Dai's house, floating with palpitation and permeating people.

A treacherous voice sounded: "I wanted to"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted.

"Don't say it, it's not wrong if you don't say something, you haven't done it, just keep it in your heart."

"Do you really know?"

The little girl suddenly turned her head and looked up at the boy's face. She pulled away the long hair that covered her face, and what she revealed was not the face, but the eerie black pool.

The face has no eyes, no nose, no mouth, and some are shrunken human faces that are wailing silently, the remains of flowing corpses, the abyss of silence without light, which is beyond the imagination and understanding of ordinary humans. Picture.

She thought she would scare this gentleman.

And the husband would be like all the people who had gone mad after seeing her face, crying, crawling out with snot and tears, then talking nonsense and died in madness.

She thought that even if her husband was strong, she would immediately show her vigilance, then turned her face like a face, and shouted, "The evil spirits are outside, everyone is punishable."

She thought her husband would be angry, would question, would blame, would be afraid, would be afraid, would

She is used to it, she is used to it.

But it didn't.

Xia Ji smiled, embraced her tenderly, and whispered, "Be my disciple."

Xi Zong is coming, and many things are being implemented one by one.

The real sect invasion is not as imagined, just doing it directly is enough.

In the darkness, it was obvious that someone used Yunzhou 100,000 miles and a half of Tianshan as a chessboard, and was peacefully setting up a son, a palace, and a son.

Suppressing people, because scattered people are scattered, there is no way to condense without power.

Receiving the heart of the sect, support those who have dissent towards the original sect, and then control it.

Directly intervening in the rule of the sect, of course, can be suppressed with a temporary force, but the suppressed person will eventually leave. How to reach the fourteenth stage will eventually gradually lift the veil, what then?

Apart from killing, is there nothing else in my mind?

Therefore, using the original people of the sect to control the sect, even if there is a riot, they are completely under control.

The invasion of the Western sects proceeded step by step, but because of the existence of the fourteen realms, they appeared to be present, like a flood of Wang Yang, slapped on this territory that has not been a large-scale war in more than two hundred years.

But sneaking around, devouring the unlucky monks.

To die is to die.

at this time

East,

Wan Jianzong is discussing with the other six big sects that dominate the mortal forces.

"The Western invasion is enough to fight back. Are we really afraid of it?"

"It seems that two hundred years ago, the Demon Venerable had not killed them. They were afraid. If the Demon Venerable wakes up this time, they will definitely teach them another lesson."

"Didn't you ever hear that the opponent is out of the fourteenth realm?"

"How is the fourteenth realm possible? How did he ascend?" Someone grinned and expressed suspicion.

But no one answered this.

Silence fell in the hall.

Some took a sip of tea, some coughed once or twice, some looked down at the sword on the lap, but no one spoke.

This is not groundless, it is true.

What's more, the Fourth Killing Tribulation has passed for a long time, and the weird disappearance cases one after another in recent days are no longer limited to the vicinity of Fenghe Village, but blossomed in many places.

That being the case, there should be an opportunity to rise to the fourteenth realm.

They didn't find it, it doesn't mean that others didn't.

In this matter, it depends on chance, to put it plainly, it depends on luck.

Wan Jianzong suddenly said: "Why is there any fear? War is over.

If a mortal dynasty encounters an invasion, it still understands the principle of subjugation and extinction, and even knows to resist,

Is it true that our sect cannot bear it? "

"Then how to fight? What if the opponent comes to the fourteenth stage?"

Suddenly another humanity said: "I propose that mortals also participate in this war.

They are crowded and can be explored everywhere.

They have generals, gather hundreds of thousands of troops, and use multiple fires to activate their bloodlines, then their blow is also extremely strong.

Anyway, there are a lot of mortals, and it's okay to die some. Let them kill the opponent's strength. If we make another move, we can fully play our home court advantage.

In this way, what about the fourteenth realm of convenience? As long as we procrastinate for a long time, after we know the way to step into the Fourteenth Realm, we can switch from defensive to counterattack. "

When everyone thought about it, someone began to agree.

"This is a good idea."

Someone said again: "Is it cruel? After all, mortal lives are too fragile."

After the words fell, someone retorted: "What's the matter? Anyway, they didn't die in battle, they might die in other places.

If it doesn’t die elsewhere, it’s only a lifespan within a hundred years,

I don't know what the era is, just like a mayfly who is living and dying, I don't know what the spring and autumn are.

It is an honor for them to participate in the battle of the sect and die to protect the east. "

"It makes sense."

"Although mortals have ants, they also have more power. Even if the people of the fourteenth stage are killed, they will have to kill for a long time, not to mention the fact that we are fighting secretly."

"Not bad."

Just now.

A cold and arrogant man in white clothes sitting in Wan Jianzong suddenly said, "No."

When everyone looked at it, they saw that he was the second strongest man now in charge of Wan Jianzong, and Du Bai, the senior brother of the former suzerain.

Although Du Bai’s light was covered by the Demon Venerable, he still had a strong presence.

The strength of the black industry is like a mountain,

When everyone's karma was only condensed into a ball, once he took a shot, he would be like carrying a mountain on his back, and his strength would crush himself.

As soon as he said something, the others fell silent and listened to him.

Du Bai said: "This is the battle of my sect, why are you involved in mortals?"

Some other sect masters said calmly: "Friends, this is not right. On weekdays, our sect never shelters the mortal dynasty? At this time something happened, let them bear the burden, right?"

Du Bai said: "No."

"Why?"

Du Bai was weak in words and was not good at defensive. He just said indifferently: "No, it's not right."

"Ah"

The sect master smiled, shook his head and said, "Where can there be no bloodshed in the war?"

Du Bai said: "You are asking them to die."

"Hehehe, fellow Daoist, as a transcendent person, unexpectedly" he paused, scanning the surroundings, and suddenly laughed, "Everyone of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect does not seem to agree with the transcendent position of the Zong Sect again, Zong Sect, has never It's all superhuman."

Du Bai said: "But it's not that humanity is lost."

The suzerain asked: "It seems that fellow Taoists are getting more and more confused. Mortals and us are no longer the same species! What kind of humanity are we talking about?"

Du Bai stood up suddenly, apparently the talk was over.

However, in Wan Jianzong, there are also many disciples looking down, obviously agreeing with the other party's concept.

Very simple reason.

Imagine that one day you will not only live long, but also be strong, then you will enjoy the world without restraint and wantonly? Do you think others can be like you again?

will not.

You will only stand on the moral commanding heights, find a thousand reasons for yourself, and then do what you seem to be glamorous, but in fact you are bullying the weak and satisfying your desires.

If someone exposes it, you won't talk about it, and argue a few words that you are not the same as me. The world is the weak and the strong, not the Virgin.

This is the evil of human nature that is imperceptible and unacknowledged.

"I shouldn't be human."

"why?"

"No one thinks I am human"

"Do you want others to decide what you are?"

"What do you want to teach me?"

"Teach you kindness."

"Why do you teach me?"

"Boss, two bowls of wontons."

After many investigations, Xia Ji has probably spotted the source of the Blackpool of Waterfront City.

So he led the source and left Shui'an City,

Not only that, he also took this source as a disciple,

After that, the two of them went all the way to the north and returned to the imperial capital. They sat down when they passed the stall on Huangsha Road near the city.

Mengmeng sat opposite.

She had already given up being a human being,

I have already started to seduce all kinds of people,

As long as those people show their evil side, she will directly show her true face and kill them without burden, in order to vent the hatred she has accumulated since she was a child.

She herself didn't know why this face became like this, it was born with it.

She was obviously weak, so she entered the sect. Unfortunately, she was still unable to move and was bullied until she met this mysterious and powerful prince.

As she thought about it, she saw a gentle smile on the opposite side.

"I invite you to eat wontons."

"I want to eat small wontons."

"Boss, replace the bowl with small wontons."

"Guest, it's already off."

"Then add another bowl." Xia Ji said helplessly, and then smiled at the disciple in front of him, "It is your responsibility if I eat fat."

Dai Meng was a little surprised.

She has never been said so. People in the Dai family are afraid of her, not because they know her secret, but because they think she is a disaster.

The people of the sect hated her, and they didn't know her secret, but thought she was stupid.

No one had ever treated her this way.

Mengmeng lowered her head, and a strand of bangs fell from her forehead, silent. When the small wonton came up, she lowered her head and ate it, eating and eating, tears dripped.

Xia Ji asked: "What's wrong?"

Mengmeng said: "It's delicious."

Xia Ji said, "Boss, another bowl of small wontons."

Mengmeng was dumbfounded.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "How about getting fat with a teacher?"

"Ah~~ Is there such a strange rule?"

"Not bad."

Mengmeng's eyes were actually brighter, less sad, more dazzling, and softly responded, "All right."

Her heart was blocked.

The evil turbulent tide was put on the valve, and it had not been spread, turned into a tsunami that flooded the world, and it had not been blackened. It was stopped in advance.

At this time, the boy who was sitting across from her asking her to eat wontons was this valve.

Without this valve that appeared in time, Mengmeng would not know what she would become, probably a collection of evils, and then she would completely lose her mind and become something that would never appear in a nightmare, bringing infinite things to the world. Disaster.

What else can she become of something like a monster by birth?

Anyway, no matter what it is, it will never be a human being.

"Don't be in a daze, eat quickly."

"Yeah, teacher."

Mengmeng lowered her head, she suddenly asked, "How much is the small wonton?"

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Two bowls only need ten words."

"Oh."

Mengmeng remembered silently in her heart,

In late autumn, the yellow leaves were falling and the weather was very cold. The teacher took me out of Dai’s house.

He invited me to eat two bowls of small wontons, the wontons were delicious, and it cost ten cents in total.

The teacher is the best.

A few days later.

In a gloomy area.

There were a lot of shadows sitting on both sides of the long table.

The black shadow twisted in the faint candlelight, sneaky.

These shadows are people from the Western sects, as well as many elites and even elders from the Eastern sects.

A black shadow from the Western Sect opened his mouth and said: "You are willing to come, you must be willing."

"It is rumored that you have already entered the fourteenth realm, but is it true?"

The voice just fell,

Someone laughed in the dark.

Everyone looked sideways and saw a scribe-like man sitting in the light.

The man smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

As soon as the voice fell, an overwhelming breath rose up,

In the faint light, a dark film that resembles an abyss appeared,

This black mask exudes invisible power, weighing heavily on the hearts of those around it.

Many monks of the Eastern Sect showed solemnity and fear.

Someone tentatively asked: "This is the fourteenth realm?"

The scribe-like man spread his hands and smiled and said, "You all, please attack me."

The Eastern Sect showed a stunned look.

attack?

And now that the scribe-like man had spoken, the disciples of other Western sects around him spread out on both sides, leaving a spacious and adequate area.

At the same time, these disciples also opened up the soundproof enclosure.

Scribe: "Please."

Everyone in the Eastern sect probably understood that this was the other side's demonstration and it was also showing the power of the fourteen realms.

Therefore, they were not polite, and each took out the flying sword magic weapon and used magical powers.

In an instant, the air current whizzed, the power of heaven and earth attached to the blade,

Everyone showed their magical powers, and some of them were divided into thousands of swords.

Suddenly, the scribe was like a butterfly surrounded by thousands of butterflies,

Every butterfly is a blade,

These blades split on the scribe body like a swift delay.

The scribe said lightly: "It's lighter."

Everyone in the Eastern Sect began to increase their strength, until the ninth layer of strength was added, the scribe was still motionless, and the black film on his body surface did not produce any ripples.

The scribe smiled and said, "You can use karma to attack me."

The Eastern Sect did not attack this time.

They have already understood that karma cannot break through this black mask.

Obviously, this is the Fourteenth Realm.

The scribe waited for a while, and saw no response from everyone, he understood what they were thinking, and said: "Since you believe it, then you should understand that I have the ability to help you and win the position of sovereign, and then stand up.

And you only need to offer loyalty.

As for Wan Jianzong, I have even more gifts. "

"Why should we believe you?"

The scribe smiled and said, "Just rely on my name as Chu Xiang."

Two phases, one emperor and one queen.

Chu Xiang is one of the two.

(End of this chapter)