Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 318 38. Brilliant "History", the overture to the massacre (first change-6197 words)

"God comes once a year. I don't know when to come and when to leave."

"Don't do it, don't do it, I really don't know, I'm just a dog under God's knee."

"The last time God came, it was seven months ago. You will definitely meet him for five months at most."

In the sky, the Sect Master had already reacted after a brief period of calm. He looked at the young man on the cliff like a starry river full of stars.

"Five months?"

"Yes, it only takes five months?"

"I can't wait."

"Friends of Taoism, I really don't know. No, no, I have a way. You can wait at most for a month in a month.

"I wait, is there a history of creation in the temples?"

Sect Master Feng Qing was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Fortunately for me, I was given a copy by a god."

"Fetched."

"Yes"

Before that, the domineering, high-ranking Sect Master was already humbled into the dust, and the swords and powerful magical powers that filled the sky just scared him.

It made him think that this one was like a god.

Therefore, after he took the "Creation History" from the temples, he carefully asked: "Are you also a god?"

Xia Ji sat cross-legged on the cliff, turned over the "Creation History", and said, "I am not."

"Then you are?"

"I am just one of the many beings."

The lord was stunned, all sentient beings? Those are not all ants, but he didn't dare to refute, he just stood aside.

After experiencing the shock, Senior Brother Zhang in the purple shirt finally woke up. He glanced at Fang Chuyu and seemed to be asking "Who is such a terrifying existence and where did he find it?"

Fang Chuyu knew that Xia Ji was great, but he didn't expect to be so great, and he was stunned on the spot.

In the distant air, there was still an unending smell of blood.

Just now, the flood of weather, like a sword of Ling Chi, showed the scales of the fish in the pond and the waves of the sky, vibrating in the sky.

Then, the tide of swords that came all over the sky was under this word and disappeared.

Fang Chuyu knows that some spiritual profound arts can make heaven and earth interact, magical powers can theoretically control the heavens and the earth, the law body can theoretically support consumption, and karma can miraculously spawn and protect.

But all of this is just theory, it's just an illusion.

She remembered that in the past she would still joking with the seniors, saying, "What would happen if I practiced mystery for a thousand years?" The senior said, "A fool can only cultivate for a thousand years. Is karma not good for me? I don't want to think about how long it will take you to cultivate one. With this time, I have done many other things."

She remembered that Junior Brother said again, "What if someone can cultivate ten profound arts in one day?"

Others just laughed and said, "Cultivating ten sects, that must be a genius among geniuses, cultivating a hundred sects, dream.

She also remembered that the brother once said, "If you have enough power, you can use the power of heaven and earth to do anything meticulously. But the power of heaven and earth is called heaven and earth because only heaven and earth can support the loss of this power. What can a person do? Just borrowing a little bit is enough to be proud."

Fang Chuyu looked at the big gentleman cross-legged on the cliff in shock.

She didn't know how much power the big gentleman had repaired.

The realm is the same, even his realm is not as good as his own, why is he so different?

When she was thinking, Xia Ji's calm voice came.

"Miss Chuyu, if you have something to do, do it quickly. After finishing it, leave immediately and take the person you want to take as far as possible."

Fang Chuyu broke free from the shock, looked at the new sect master and asked: "Senior Uncle Zhao, Senior Brother Ran, Senior Sister Qi, and my two Junior Brothers Liao?"

The new sovereign’s face was bitter. He glanced at the young man reading a book beside him, where he dared to lie, so he said: "He and they are arrogant, self-righteous, and hurt God. Although God forgave them, but the followers of God Let them receive their due punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Senior Brother Zhang on the side seemed to have made up his mind, and sneered: "It was obviously Qin Chentian who asked about the whereabouts of their junior sisters. Some of them didn't know, some refused to say, so Qin Chentian let his subordinates torture and kill. Kill them!!!"

The new sovereign said: "Zhang Jin, how dare you speak the name of God bluntly!!"

Brother Zhang said: "I don't want to live anymore

What kind of **** is he?

Yes, he has power. He has gathered countless believers and cannot be challenged. Even just a few words will be killed by many people, nailed to the shame frame, and then dismembered and go to claim credit.

He has a profound background, and the gods behind him dominate the existence of several continents, and even the sects are under them. The dynasty of the world is taken and taken by them, arbitrarily fish and meat, and they are also covered with great light, high above.

Killer, justice.

The slain, evil.

The world who is good cannot end well,

For the evil one lasts for thousands of years,

What is this, what god? ! "

He had determination and anger in his eyes, and had the fighting spirit to die, dare to fight, and dare to fight.

Fang Chuyu looked at him in amazement, and whispered softly, "Brother are really dead?"

"Really"

Fang Chuyu said: "Sister Qi is so cute and silly. The two Junior Brothers Liao are very serious. They will practice a sword technique over and over thousands of times.

And Uncle Zhao and Brother Ran

They are obviously very good people, and I, Feng Qingzong, has never done anything evil. Why is there no good end? "

"why?"

"why?"

"Obviously, they are all very good people, why?"

Fang Chuyu suddenly lost his mind and began to cry.

Zhang Jin squeezed fists with both hands.

Wang Xiong on the side was also a little emotional. He suddenly found that his experience was better than those of these people. He died a new wife, but these people were all suffering and suffering.

He tilted his head and looked deeply at the man who was turning over the "Creation History" of the Gods' Court, and couldn't help shouting: "Brother Qi"

The words are spoken, but I don't know what to say.

Xia Ji's voice returned: "I heard it."

Correct.

You did not say.

I have heard it.

You didn't say,

I have also heard it.

The world is silent,

The mountains and rivers are silent,

This situation remained untouched,

But I already understand.

I don't fight with the world,

Don't fight with others,

What I want is that the world has the heart,

Is the life of the people,

There is peace in all ages,

Is good and good end,

Evil is rewarded.

As small as me,

Humble as me,

All beings are like me,

Come from the mud, but don’t want to go to the sky,

Before this endless, irreversible destiny, do not seek success or fame,

What I want is that the waist will not bend, the bones will not be broken, the breath will not be dispersed,

The desolation of this madman will not be obliterated, the pride of this arrogant will not be polished, the arrogance of this traitor will not be cut off.

He closed his eyes and said softly.

"May the world be like a dragon."

Wang Xiong took Fang Chuyu and left, but Senior Brother Zhang was unwilling to leave. His heart had died in these years and he did not want to leave.

Even if he was dead, he wanted to see with his own eyes how the man sitting on the top of the cliff faced the **** of war.

He didn't dare to do things that he didn't dare to think or expect in his entire life, but now someone is doing it.

Then, he is willing to use all the rest of his life to witness and watch.

Sect Master Feng Qing was sitting on pins and needles, and he hurriedly left.

Xia Ji flipped through the "Creation History" of the gods.

The first page of "The History of Creation" is written as "Tu Shen".

It is about how to slaughter Xiaosu.

It is a glorious and splendid history.

Xia Ji read page by page

He looked at those words that contained sacred words, words that whitewashed hypocrisy.

He continued to watch.

Continue to flip.

Look carefully.

Seriously.

It was dusk without knowing it.

Brother Zhang didn't return to Feng Qingzong anymore, but just built a wooden house on the edge of the cliff.

When Xia Ji returned to the mountain, beside the stream, with spring flowers blooming, Xiaosu was in a daze and Miaomiao was fishing.

He smiled.

Xiao Su shouted: "That who is back."

Her memory is messed up, but her voice is still very happy.

Miaomiao glanced sideways at him. She held her cheeks, showing the same look and expression as when she saw Xia Ji at the beginning of her previous life, and shouted "Uncle."

Yes.

As if she was manipulated, she was doing repetitive things and entered the same cycle.

She is destined to fall in love with this man, to marry him, to be with him, to die at the end of the killing, and to reappear five hundred years later.

So and so.

Ignorance.

All the previous tears, smiles, joy, and even the reasons for doing so, have been forgotten.

Xia Ji ran over and said, "Did you catch a fish?"

Miao Miao smiled and showed her cute little white teeth, "Of course, look."

She pointed to the alive fish in the barrel, "It's so cute."

Xia Ji groaned: "I think it will be more lovely if it is braised."

Miaomiao let out an "um" as if suddenly, her eyes lighted up, "I heard Xiaowu say, she said that your craftsmanship is very good, especially the control of Huohou is very good."

Fire?

Xia Ji thought for a while.

He is the source of the fire robbery.

Of course it is in good control.

So, he smiled and said, "Then you have to see the uncle's ability today."

With that said, he completely lost the peerless spirit of "spitting out a half-day sword", and like a layman covered in red dust, began to clean up the scales.

From time to time, the fish flicked its tail, splashing out of the water in the basin, and splashing the fishy water on his clothes, body, and face.

Miao Miao on the side looked at this wonderful uncle, watching the uncle trying to press the fish and tidy up the fish, couldn't help but laugh, she crouched on her hips and shouted, "Hey, do you want me to help?"

Xia Ji shouted, "Just wait and eat."

Miao Miao said "Oh".

She sat back next to Xiao Su, and the two watched the dark twilight of the ancient beasts galloping in the mountains. Time slowed down. Above the clouds is the vast galaxy, which is infinite and infinite, so big that everyone is like Invisible ants.

Chi Chi! !

The sound of fish entering the pan came from the room, and the sound was crackling.

Soon there was the sound of the spatula turning over again.

This voice shredded the loneliness in the vast universe and reminded you that you are not alone.

This is the world.

the other side.

The sect master of Feng Qingzong finally notified the gods in an urgent way.

But he is not yet qualified to contact God directly.

The one who docked with him was the "Divine Envoy."

This divine envoy is also very mysterious. It is said that he used to be a rascal who had corrupted many families and killed several families. Later, somehow, he was judged to have a peerless talent, and then he was detained by God for decades. Personally cultivated.

Naturally, the past things of God's messenger are no longer mentioned.

No one said whether it was good or evil.

It is only said that this is the test of God, and the divine envoy has passed the test, so that he can be promoted by God.

at this time

In a dark forest.

The suzerain was talking to the divine envoy who had just arrived.

The woods are deep, and the moonlight falls in and shows a bit of cold spring.

The two figures are mixed with the shadows of the trees, and the sound of the wind obscures the voices, and from time to time there are many sounds of insects in the mountains, endless.

In such an environment

The envoy asked: "You said he killed hundreds of monks in one breath?"

Sect Master said: "It's true."

The divine envoy asked again: "You said he is not good, and he wants to be against the gods?"

The lord sighed: "It's the old man incompetent."

Immediately afterwards, the divine envoy asked a lot of things carefully, and Sect Master Feng Qing answered them one by one.

a long time,

The envoy smiled: "This matter is easy to handle, there is no need to alarm the gods,"

Sovereign asked: "Will he do the same?"

The divine envoy was a bit hesitant when he was reminded like this, apparently vacillating between "solving it independently and then asking for credit" and "reporting to the gods".

The gods do not like the uselessness of their subordinates.

The envoy thought for a long time, and then asked the Fengqing Sect Master many questions.

Suddenly, he caught a point and asked: "You said he only has thirteen levels?"

"I accidentally heard Fang Chuyu's conversation with him before leaving. In that conversation, Fang Chuyu said that he only had thirteen realms, and the man never admitted."

The divine envoy suddenly became agitated again.

He thought about it carefully, the gods are all full of realms, there are no thirteen realms

So pacing back and forth in this forest, it took a long time to stop and say: "Go ahead, I have my own care."

"Yes."

Sovereign retreated.

And the divine envoy thought for a long time, and decided to use his most proficient but also the most effective method to solve it.

I don't know why, even if his strength becomes stronger, he still feels that his original set is the most useful.

That is

First messed up the other's heart.

Squeezed the opponent's short.

Weakened the opponent's strength.

Mastered the opponent's weakness.

Then do it again.

And this man who dared to provoke the gods, his weakness is obvious, isn't that the two girls under the mountain?

He used to blackmail and kidnap children from rich families, and even tore up a few votes, because his attention to detail has made him famous.

As for right and wrong, good and evil, that's nothing.

He just had to talk a few words casually, and then a bunch of people would help.

Later, he became a divine envoy, even more so, and there is no need to do things like that, but in the face of such a master, the divine envoy decided to be more serious.

So, he clapped his hands.

Two shadows flew from the mountains and forests in the distance, walking through the void like a ghost. Between the steps, the breath did not move. However, in this silence, the speed of the sweep is extremely fast, as if the ground is full Shortened in general.

These two shadows fell behind the divine envoy, and the whole body exuded the pressure that made the night darker, and the sharpness of the slightly raised head was as sharp as a sword.

I don't know how many people can be killed to practice this kind of spirit.

The divine envoy said: "Tomorrow noon, you go to the mountainside of Fengqingzong Baihe Peak. There is a wooden house by the stream on the mountainside. There are two women in the wooden house. Go and tie them."

"Yes."

The divine envoy seemed to feel that it was not good to use the word "tied", so he coughed and added with a smile: "Those are the most sinful people. Now the gods have created this vast and prosperous world, but they live in such a peaceful and prosperous world. Knowing to be grateful is to avenge gratitude.

It is not enough for them to use their bodies to atone for their sins, but the gods are kind and decide to give them a chance.

As long as they are willing to cooperate, they can be forgiven. "

"Yes."

The two black shadows responded again.

Then disappeared.

The next day.

Midday.

Two black shadows appeared by the stream, trying to kidnap Su and Miaomiao.

But Ding Haizhu, who had long been eager to try, exploded directly, and the twenty-four orbs immediately lined up, emitting a dazzling five-color light.

With two "bang bang" sounds, the dark shadow just stunned without checking it, and in this short stun time, it was crushed by Ding Haizhu.

What level of treasure is Dinghaizhu?

This is the magic weapon of the nine ancestors like a net bag, which may have been spent thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years later.

Now in this fourth killing robbery, its power has recovered a lot.

Killing the two killers was like cutting down the ants with a dragon knife.

After Xiao Ding Nane closed his hand, he hung it on Miao Miao's neck again.

Miao Miao still held the bottle of Tibetan pills that contained Xia Ji's blow, and he still had time to use it in the future.

But the movement here has already let Xia Ji know.

Although Miaomiao didn't use Tibetan pills, Ding Haizhu moved.

His expression became calmer, as if suppressing the tranquility of the beginning of the world.

After a short while

Sect Master Feng Qing came, he didn't know that the divine envoy would do this, and he failed, and he was sweating profusely.

Xia Ji said directly: "Take me to see him."

Sect Master Feng Qing hesitated.

After hesitating, one of his hands was gone.

Xia Ji repeated: "Take me to see him."

Sect Master Feng Qing still hesitated.

His other hand is gone.

This time it was not just gone, but was twisted by a strange force, like a wet towel, the bones shattered and twisted.

The bone spurs even penetrated the skin directly, bringing out a lot of bursting blood.

Xia Ji looked at the lord's leg.

The Sect Master was horrified, and his body was in pain, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, good."

Brother Zhang on the side only felt happy. He yelled like Fang Chuyu before, "Mr. Da, I want to be with you."

Xia Ji said, "Yes."

That night, when the Sect Master took Xia Ji to the place where he met with the envoy, the envoy had disappeared.

The envoy was not a fool, and the person sent to attack at noon died, so he naturally understood a little.

The other side's female family members are so strong, so the opponent's own strength is definitely not weak, so he slipped very smoothly, so he fled directly.

Fleeing, is also brewing a bigger offensive, maybe it is to report to the gods, maybe it is other premeditated.

The suzerain was terrified. Although he didn't understand the meaning, he still imitated the call of others and shouted: "Mr. Da, I really don't know. If I know that there is no one here, I will bring you to death."

Xia Ji didn't say much to him, and asked directly: "All the forces of Qin Chentian speak out, all the confidants tell me, and then you lead the way."

The lord begged: "Please forgive me."

Xia Ji asked back: "Who did you spare?"

Sect Master is silent, his hands are covered with blood, and the evil things he has done are already countless, but the gods are so high that they don't think they are evil things.

Xia Ji said: "Don't lead the wrong way, I want you to die, just one thought."

Brother Zhang on the side looked at the master: "You also have today."

Sect Master gave him a fierce look, Senior Brother Zhang, unwilling to show weakness, stared back at him.

Suddenly, the lord laughed like crazy: "You will die, we will all be worse than dead. You don't know the power of the gods. The power in them is mysterious and you can't understand it."

Xia Ji knew he was talking about the power of golden fingers, but didn't say much.

The next day.

Xia Ji folded a paper crane.

The paper crane is huge.

Carrying him, Miao Miao, Xiao Su, Sect Master and Senior Brother Zhang went to the nearest sect.

This sect was called the Blood Bird Sect, and it was also one of Qin Chentian's subordinate sects.

The paper crane fluttered its wings and cleared the wind and clouds, and after a few hours, it reached the area of ​​the Blood Bird Sect.

Because he didn't hide it at all, the blood bird sect soon had a monk's sword flying over.

Xia Ji sat cross-legged on the paper crane, her voice calmly overwhelming.

"Where is Qin Chentian?"

He asked, as if the whole world was asking.

This sound also demonstrated his strength, so that the cultivators who were about to rise in joy would know to converge, and would not run into a mockery and then die.

Soon, there was a man in blue armor rising into the clouds. The man was exuding a blue light, carrying two long swords on his back, his eyes swept and fell on the Sect Master Feng Qing.

The two looked at each other, and the blood bird sect master immediately understood if this was a good thing, so he hurriedly said: "The **** lord and the dragon see the head but not the tail, although Liao is the sect master, he can't"

Xia Jidao: "Think clearly before you speak."

The blue man: "Liao Mou Liao Mou"

With a smile on his face, he secretly gritted his teeth and glanced at the two women behind Xia Ji.

Suddenly, he remembered the kind of "scented incense" he had just obtained. This "scented incense" was extremely mysterious and non-toxic and harmless in itself, but as long as it was matched with another kind of delicious food, it could cause "a trance". effect.

This doesn't sound like a powerful thing, but the most amazing thing about this "scent of the gods" is that it is also useful to the fourteenth realm monks, and this is bestowed on him by gods.

According to the gods, this incense is not an incense, and there is no incense in this world.

Thinking of this, the blue-armored man has to speak and prepare to design

But he hadn't opened his mouth yet, and he only felt that a heart-piercing pain that tore his soul had spread all over his body, and there was the sound of twitching bones, followed by a slight explosion.

At this moment, his blue armor had been shattered, his arms had been shattered, and the meridians of the law body had been damaged for more than half, and they existed to a degree that could just maintain his extraordinary realm.

The thoughts in his mind were instantly obliterated by pain, and the whole person fell down, but was supported by the wind between heaven and earth.

Xia Jidao: "Think again."

The Blood Bird Sect Master roared in pain, "Gods and Gods will not let you go. You are seeking your own death, you will"

Before his voice was over, his whole person had begun to disappear.

Sect Master Feng Qing looked at this colleague who was also under Qin Chentian, disappearing as if he was directly wiped from this space.

He couldn't help swallowing, feeling lucky.

(End of this chapter)