Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 279 278. Good internal help, sect system (second more)

The water is rippling, and a boat flies.

In the cabin

"The most terrifying thing is the mirage. No matter who it is, if you encounter a mirage, you will die."

"Why?" the companion on the side asked curiously.

"Because, when you were burned to death, you were still immersed in hallucinations."

After the warrior surnamed Jin, there was no sound around him.

Suddenly someone asked, "Where is the Black Emperor?"

The warrior surnamed Jin said: "Uncle said that he could only meet the Black Emperor when he reached the depths of the robbery, but because everyone he saw died, he didn't know.

However, it is said that the black emperor was a prince from the previous dynasty more than 100 years ago. "

"How could the prince become a bad omen?"

"Where do I know these secrets."

"Brother Jin, you know a lot that you need to pass the Linjiang Mansion test to get to the Northland, and you have to get a Jiangling Ling. You have to bear with me, brothers."

"Of course, my uncle is the inspector of Linjiang Mansion."

While several young warriors were talking, the ferry had already docked.

Xia Ji walked by their side and spent a few days buying a large amount of materials, storing them in a nearby private manor, and then swiping his sleeves into the storage space.

After doing all this, he went back the same way to the Jifu transfer station he set in Jiangnan, and then returned to the overseas island-Xanadu.

On the island, Xia Ji took out all the supplies.

Pang Yi and his wife quickly ran over and began to restock.

Xia Ji asked casually, "Where is your big brother?"

Pang Yi said: "Big brother and aunt went to the abandoned city Jedi together. The master sister took the dog and dog girl to the dessert Jedi. They never came back."

Xia Ji nodded, he knew both.

Abandoned City Jedi is full of giants with swords, even if the wind and snow do not take the Jedi Order, they can go in and explore the periphery.

Dessert Jedi does not match its name at all. Although there are many desserts in it, it is a place where "thrilling incidents" occur from time to time. Therefore, Xu Lingling grabbed Jedi Ling to enter, and only dared to move on the outermost edge.

In today's forbidden land, both the servants of a hundred years ago and the Wu family have completed the transition. They have even begun to forget their original identities, and intermarriage between the two sides has occurred in the younger generation.

Xia Jidao: "Xiao Yi also needs to work hard. People have no long-term worries and must have near worries. This world is not so easy to live."

"I see, teacher."

Xia Ji suddenly said: "If your teacher is gone one day, you must guard the paradise, and you must not let anyone know this."

Pang Yi hurriedly said, "How could the teacher be away."

Xia Ji looked at him quietly.

Pang Yi nodded and solemnly said, "That disciple must guard the paradise and wait for the teacher to return."

"Thanks for you."

"Disciples are everything"

"You don't have to say these things between you and me."

Xia Ji smiled and walked back to his manor.

His manor is located on a low cliff, with a wide view overlooking the greenery of the ever-spring.

He stepped lightly, walked to the door of the house, entered the door, and then went around the archway, and found that the sliding door of the study was open, and a small figure was sitting behind the door holding a pen and writing something.

It is Lu Miaomiao.

Xia Ji walked forward, although his footsteps were not heavy nor deliberately curbed.

But Lu Miaomiao was extremely focused, and never found him.

With the golden sunlight thrown by thousands of miles of clouds on the sea, Xia Ji saw that there were so many books piled up behind his wife, and there were two books on the table that seemed to be finished.

He entered the study, but Miao Miao ignored him, but continued to think and write.

Xia Ji curiously grabbed a book on the table, flipped it slightly, and couldn't help being stunned.

This booklet was written by him.

The content is deep purple and above in the skill beads.

He decided to write all these powerful profound arts as a inheritance from a paradise.

And the one he grabbed at this time, the title of the book happened to be the skill he initially acquired, "Eighteen Prison Force".

He flipped quickly and quickly reached the end.

At the end, there was a lot of empty paper, but now it is filled with words and some weird pictures are also attached.

Xia Ji took a closer look. At this look, his body shook, and even his eyes showed excitement.

He flipped through the book lightly, and when he finished reading the last word, a black skill bead rose up between his brows.

This is the black skill bead corresponding to "Eighteen Prison Force".

Xia Ji used it directly, and sure enough, the "Eighteen Prison Force", which had not been able to break through the tenth floor for more than 100 years, broke through.

He walked out of the study, walked into the sun, and raised his left hand at will. The left hand suddenly swelled, and his muscles and flesh moved. Before long, he turned into a real black and gold giant hand.

The palm prints of the giant hand were carved into a real picture of hell. Hundred ghosts walked slowly in the horizontal and vertical palm prints, but most of them were actually crawling, thus presenting a weird picture.

Xia Ji remembered this method on the ninth floor, but it only made the palm of his hand a few laps larger, his strength was greatly increased, and a faint appearance appeared outside.

But now, this hand is real

He waved it casually, feeling that not only was his strength increased, but there were other changes, but he couldn't try it out.

After thinking about it, Xia Ji drew a "Ghost Talisman" in the void with his right hand and shot it underground.

After a while, a group of black things with some evil aura appeared on the ground.

Xia Ji grabbed it with his left hand and directly grabbed the black thing.

"Sure enough, it's different. I can grasp the spirit body."

He shoveled the evil spirits back into the ground at will, and the evil spirits that were summoned were so scared that they ran away as soon as the smoke slipped.

Xia Ji's left hand returned to its original state. He came to the study again and opened the second book. This was also a profound art. Xia Ji turned directly to the end. As expected, the blank page was also full of writing.

After he read it carefully, a black skill bead rose again between his brows.

When he used it directly, this profound art actually broke through to the tenth level.

At this time, Miaomiao stopped writing, stretched out in the spring, showing a tired look, seeing Xia Ji, "Miangong, you are back."

Xia Ji said, "Miaomiao, how did you write the profound art behind?"

Miao Miao said: "These days when you were out, I came to my study to clean, and accidentally dropped a book. When I put it back, I turned it over several times. Suddenly I felt that the book was a bit incomplete, so I just thought about it. I have made up what I was thinking about."

Xia Ji was confused.

Miao Miao said: "I don't know what's going on. It may be that you have been reading writing books over the years and have been teaching me cultivation. Although I didn't learn it, I also understood a lot of martial arts, and then I thought a lot. There will be inspiration."

inspiration?

Xia Ji was a little stunned, because this was not something that inspiration could explain, and he couldn't do it himself.

Seeing Xia Ji's silence, Lu Miaomiao whispered in fear, "Am I wrong?"

As soon as Xia Ji looked up, she saw her tired little face.

He said: "Yes."

"Don't lie to me"

"I didn't lie to you, you wrote so well, Miao Miao, you are really a treasure."

Xia Ji took out a box of exquisitely packaged skewers from the storage space in her arms, still hot, "For you."

Lu Miaomiao grabbed the grilled skewers and took a deep breath, "It's still the taste of more than 100 years ago~~"

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, every year passes.

The manor has become obsolete, the stone walls are mottled, the wooden chairs are broken, and they are obviously old houses.

In the study, the two men and women who were still Biren sat with respect to each other.

A pot of tea, two people drink, and if they drank it all, they would take turns to add tea~www.wuxiaspot.com~ writing books, it became their common hobby.

Although the days were ordinary, Xia Ji gained more and more ten-layer profound arts, that is, the profound arts of the Dharmakaya level with the passage of time.

In fact, this is already a BUG.

These many bugs were added to Xia Ji, so that the law body he was able to transform began to slowly surpass the original limitations.

But contrary to him, Lu Miaomiao not only failed to break through any realm, but also began to become weak. No matter what measures Xia Ji took, she could not restore her.

This was not sickness, nor was it a spiritual curse, nor was it a poison. Xia Ji used various means to check it, but found nothing abnormal.

He also fed a lot of precious pill, but these pill were of no use.

Lu Miaomiao seemed to be slowly aging. Although her appearance remained the same, she became more and more prone to fever and colds, and began to become lethargic.

Although fields have been planted in the open land of Xanadu, Xia Ji still maintains the tradition of going out to purchase supplies.

Whenever he went out, Xu Lingling or Xia Ji would not go anywhere but stay with Miaomiao.

time flies.

Perhaps in eternity, a hundred years is just a year.

After a hundred years, it will be like a year.

In Xia Ji's many methods, all the skills above the deep purple have already broken through ten levels.

And this brought him a third kind of magical power besides "flying knife" and "yin and yang"-seventy-two changes.

In short, he has produced many dharmakayas due to his profound arts. Although almost none of them are incarnations of the whole body dharmakaya, his control of the body has reached a level that no one can imagine.

Quantitative changes bring qualitative changes.

This qualitative change is the "seventy-two changes."

Seventy-two changes can make you into anything, but correspondingly, the duration is only one breath.

After you take a breath, you can become whatever you want, whether it is a person, an animal, mountains, rivers, or even dust.

But after this breath, you will return to the original state.

This is an extremely powerful magical power.

Because of Xiao Su's existence, Xia Ji's understanding of the general trend of the world has not fallen.

The Great Zhou Dynasty had a far-reaching layout.

Xia Ji still remembers that at the beginning of the founding of the dynasty, they not only established a numbered city, but also provided free supplies for the residents of the city and the warriors who fought in the fire.

Later, they began to provide materials for the registered "Great Zhou Warriors".

Then, they began to divide the "Great Zhou Warriors" into nine levels, the higher the level, the more materials they obtained.

And later, after decades of precipitation, Da Zhou began to formulate powers and obligations for these warriors, and stipulated "service", and the warriors naturally could not agree.

But at this time, Da Zhou’s layout came out, because Da Zhou had already recruited a large number of influential warriors, and put in many Da Zhou’s internal responses, so this change was actually a success. .

Now, hundreds of years later, the situation has changed again.

The reason for the change has something to do with Xiao Su.

Xiaosu is now the only one standing at the top of the country of ice and snow.

In other words, she is behind the scenes behind the scenes

She is a friend of the young gods,

It is the first pope who wears a crown of religion on his head and is wrapped in a pope's robe, only his back remains as a mythical portrait in the church of Wolf Snake and Death.

She has relationships with countless great forces in the North, thousands of small countries, and nobles in the Raksha Palace. In other words, she was the leader of the forces and many kings who helped them baptize when they were young, and was their godmother.

With the twelve golden portraits, she succeeded in creating a "invincible at home" area, and established a supernatural power in that area.

After that, she began to actively promote the sect system.

That is to say, let those who have already broken through to the eleventh realm outside the transcendence cannot serve in the imperial court, but can only enter the sect.

But once you enter the sect, you cannot interfere with the operation of the mortal imperial court.

She is the rule maker.

Of course, this rule was also the result of her discussion with Xia Ji.

For a time, the ice kingdom glowed with strong vitality.

Obviously, the "Zongmen System" is more adapted to the development of the times than the original "Imperial Power Church System".

The imperial power does not need a strong person who has a Dharma body to dictate, and the strong also needs a superior and clean environment.

Birds of a feather flock together.

To some extent, you will no longer be a mortal after breaking through the eleventh realm.

This concept naturally spread to Zhongtu over time.

After the fermentation of time, the millions of warriors of the eleven realms who were originally "recruited" began to build sects in groups, and the timing also happened to be when the Zhou Dynasty was weak.

As a result, the sect system has really been implemented in Middle-earth, but it is not as clear as the north, but stuck in a pot, chaotic, and even fighting inside.

But due to the fierce oppression of the fire robbery, the internal fighting gave in to resist the external robbery.

As for the ancestors, Xia Ji once met Su Tian when she was out.

Su Tian looked very busy.

Xia Ji asked her, but she didn't say anything anymore, only saying that it couldn't be said.

Coincidentally, Xia Ji also encountered his own catastrophic cloud at sea.

Jie Yun also flew away excitedly.

Xia Ji asked it, Jie Yun only said that he was very busy, but couldn't tell anything.

With the passage of time, Lu Miaomiao became weaker and weaker, soft as boneless, and weak.

She had very little time to get out of bed every day, and she had to be supported every time she got out of bed.

One day, Xia Ji needed to buy supplies.

Miao Mi grabbed him and asked him to bring some more skewers.

Xia Ji agreed.

Putting on a cloak as usual, he passed through the Jifu transit station, walked to the south of the Yangtze River, crossed the Changyi River by ferry, and went to the Zhou capital city of Fengjing to purchase supplies.

It is early autumn now, the smoke of Xia Qi has not been extinguished, everything is still luxuriant, but it is covered with a bit of depression.

Xia Ji walked along the river bank, and early autumn was still a rainy season, so the turbid Yellow River water rushed eastward, slapped thousands of miles of long dams, and made a great noise.

Suddenly, an extremely surprising voice came from behind him.

"Friends of the North and South Daoist, are you still alive?!"

Xia Ji stopped, calmly took out an ordinary mask from his arms, pressed it on his face, and slowly turned around, only to see an old Taoist priest with a fairy style behind him.

The old Taoist smiled and looked at him, "Do you know who I am?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "You have admitted the wrong person."

(End of this chapter)