Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 350 70. May the common people be like a dragon, may the souls rest in peace, may this heart be bright (first more)

Xia Jiyou "woke up" and found himself lying on the bed, while his "dao companion" was sitting on the side of the bed with a worried expression, looking at himself.

The "Daolu" had already lifted the mask, revealing a charming face, which was full of worry.

Seeing that he was awake, Bai Zhu hurriedly brought in the nourishing hot soup, gently put aside the slick oil on the surface with a spoon, then scooped up a tablespoon, blew gently, and the meat was fragrant.

Bai Zhu brought the soup to Xia Ji's lips, and said warmly like a little wife: "Drink."

Xia Ji's mask was naturally uncovered

He has been holding back this breath for a long, long time.

At this moment, he opened his mouth and let the spoon pass into his mouth.

On the side, Zhanlongguan saw that everything was like this, so he said "Good life and peace", and then left.

The two still maintained the attitude of "the love of the Taoist couple".

Bai Zhu fed him, and he opened his mouth.

At the end, Bai Zhu fell on him and cried for a while, until nightfall, when all the surveillance outside was gone, she asked as usual, "What is the progress?"

Xia Ji said the matter again.

Bai Zhu groaned: "So, it really doesn't deviate much from our guess.

Some of the high-level members of these sects have been infiltrated by the dark tide, and they are in the party, killing people who do not belong to them through some coincidence, and then selecting the strong from the sect to transform them into their people.

The question is, why are they doing this? Where is their motivation? "

Xia Ji analyzed: "It shouldn't be infiltration, but it's similar to seizing the house.

But this is more powerful than seizing the house. This is a fusion of all memories, strengths and habits, and the key to this fusion and transformation should be the Lu Page.

In short, there are grievances hidden in the urn page.

You said that the resentment in the Kuroshio is a unity in Gao Wei, and only unity can make Yanwei and even more continents chaos at the same time.

And since some people at the top are still normal, it means that only some of these pages are faulty, and the other part is normal. "

The two fell silent.

Many possibilities flashed through my mind.

First of all, will it be mind control, puppets, etc.?

Not really.

There is no way in this world that can completely control others, and if it is a puppet, mind control, you can see some clues from the faces of these people, but there is no way.

Secondly, could these people take refuge in the Kuroshio?

Nor will it.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain that chaos broke out on all continents at almost the same time, and this chaos is impeccable from the outside, without a trace.

Bai Zhu said: "If this is the case, then it will be a big trouble."

She then thought about it, and then said: "They let you play chess first, for fear that it will consume your mind and energy through that chessboard to facilitate subsequent integration. Nowadays, they don't let you suffer, but think that your performance is very Excellent, and if the things hidden in those two pages of urn paper are blended, it would be a waste, so I would invite the real urn, that is, something higher and worthy of your body."

Xia Ji added: “Why didn’t the Kuroshio behave like this before? It’s probably because of the invasion of the universe. Our universe and the invading universe are being attacked in unknown areas. That’s why the suppression of the Kuroshio is relaxed, and these monsters have more Possible."

Having said this, he suddenly remembered that Jie Yun hurriedly left himself, like an office worker

Now, he had some guesses in his heart.

Jie Yun is usually an employee of the boss of Tian Dao. Now that the company has been attacked, Jie Yun responded to the boss's call and went to war, so he left.

Reasonable.

Then, he clearly remembered that Su Tian also said that he was very busy, which was almost the same time as Lei Yun left him, both 1,500 years ago.

Therefore, Xia Jishun asked: "What is the form of attack to invade the universe?"

Bai Zhu reacted quickly and asked directly: "Do you want to help?"

With just this sentence, Xia Ji understood that Su Tian, ​​the ancestors, really responded to the "call" and assisted in the defense of the universe.

But after Bai Zhu said this, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it."

Xia Ji said, "Don't you need help?"

Bai Zhu said: "If you are more, you will not be more, and if you are less, you will be less."

Xia Ji didn't say much. In the simple conversation, he had already found some things he needed, and then he added: "Remember to invite me to dinner, I have reached the standard of accepting the lords."

White candle:

In the bedroom, the voice gradually quieted.

Bai Zhu also lay on the bed.

Xia Ji moved aside, he opened his eyes and looked at the hanging tent on the bed, lost in thought.

Then

Should I write my name on the urn?

Written on the real urn, is there something to melt oneself?

But in a sense, can you also dissolve the other party?

But even if he successfully ablated the other party, his Dao Mind would surely give birth to a lot of "impurities". Using Dao Mind to exchange for information would be more than a loss.

Now the question is basically clear. If you directly grasp Zhanlongguan and ask the subject, you should get similar information. What should I do now?

If this matter is really connected to the high-dimensional unity of the Kuroshio, then there is no solution at all, because the high-dimensional unity of the Kuroshio cannot be dealt with by itself. It can be mixed into the universe. The existence of war level.

I can only accept this reality, accept that the world is getting more and more chaotic, falling into continuous chaos, and falling into a deadlock that cannot be broken anyway, until eternity.

Is Kuroshio wrong?

They are just full of resentment, looking forward to being reborn, or getting rid of the destiny of becoming a nutrient of the universe.

Is the universe wrong?

It didn't kill any of the existences in the Kuroshio, but only after these existences died, they turned into the Kuroshio, just like planting melons and eating melons.

Are the ancestors wrong again?

Is it wrong to invade the universe again?

Xia Ji opened his eyes and looked up at the top of his head.

The gauze tent swayed slightly in the wind, and the mountain breeze opened the window, bringing a bit of winter's cold, blowing through the window, but it brought a rustling sound.

Xia Ji was lying on the outside, and he looked sideways.

In the winter, there was a frozen worm's body on the edge of the window.

Obviously it's just dust, just ants.

He suddenly sat up, rolled over from the bed, put on his boots lightly, and came to the window.

That is the window edge of jade, it is extremely luxurious, but it is cold and clear, and the little spirit worm is facing the sky, curled up tightly, and the limbs are in a state of tension. It can be seen that although there is not much consciousness, it will still be before death. Painful and struggling.

Xia Ji picked up the bug and placed it in his palm, watching quietly.

The corpse of this insect is very light, because all the juice in its body has been dispersed. It is lighter than a feather and is like dust when it is held in the palm of the hand.

But is dust not life?

But no one cares, isn't it death?

Don't you close your eyes and don't look at it, many things won't exist?

Xia Ji's hands gently compounded, and he could no longer save this life.

But now he is standing at a fork in the road, his choice may be futile, but it will also be a little hope.

He looks at one leaf and knows the autumn, looks at the sand and knows the world, sees once withering but the birth and death cycle, and sees the spring and autumn and knows the truth of impermanence.

at this time

He just saw the corpse of an insignificant little life, a life that does not know how many deaths every day, he was actually moved in his heart.

He opened the door.

Bai Zhu curiously tilted his head, not knowing what he was going to do.

But all she saw was a bright back.

Xia Ji stepped into the wind and snow.

The wind and snow are rampant.

The winter is cold.

"I came from the darkness, and there is no bright future."

Xia Ji whispered softly to himself, "If Dao Xin is easy to get dust, why should there be that Dao Xin?"

He stepped in the wind and snow and came to the cliff, "If Linyuan was afraid to move forward, why did he travel far in the first place?"

As he said, he stepped toward the void, walking flat on the ground, spreading his hands.

Let the corpse of the little bug fly away from his palm, annihilated by the wind and snow, and disappeared.

He slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed from his cheeks.

In the middle of the night without an audience, he stepped into the void of wind and snow, and pointed his fingers: "May the people live like a dragon."

Then he raised his finger to the sky: "May the souls rest in peace."

Taking a few steps, he raised his hand to himself and said softly: "May this heart be bright."

at this time.

In a dark jungle clearing, a giant shadow with jet black wings was sitting cross-legged, looking at the person who was a thousand meters away, and listening to him explain the situation.

"True urn? It's not impossible, but every page of true urn is extremely precious. These true urns may be useless now, but in the future, they will be an opportunity for someone to wake up."

The giant shadow urn murmured.

In the distance, that person was Zhou Zhen, a monk of Zhanlongguan. He was ordered to get a real urn for Xia Ji's urn to use.

This giant shadow is naturally very strange.

The strange thing is that a small person like him did not kneel down in front of Qiongqi.

And Qiongqi didn't mean the slightest accident or blame.

The Kuroshio is essentially a high-dimensional one, so there is not much distinction between upper and lower strata, just acting according to ability.

Qiongqi asked: "He really won in the flashback game?"

Zhou Zhen said: "It is true. At that time, he was already sweating and looked very weak, but even under such circumstances, he actually won the master and half the son, and then he passed out."

After thinking about it for a while, he threw a pale urn page, "Then give it to him, since you have made a judgment, then follow you."

Zhou Zhen took it, and then suddenly said: "We are about to annex the Golden Lotus Sect."

Qiong Qi said: "Then annex, in the process of annexation and fighting, kill all the humans that may expose us, and then replace the following elites with our people, we will be unconsciously, Completely occupy the entire world.

At that time, the whole world will be our final say.

This thief doesn't want nourishment, doesn't he want a person of harmony, we just don't give it to him, we just want him to die. "

Yes

As Bai Zhu said before, the reason why the catastrophe can only save nine people is largely related to the master of the catastrophe in the black tide, and if the last survivor of the catastrophe is the black tide, then the master of the catastrophe will naturally not Will slaughter his family.

In this way, the so-called one of 24,000 years of catastrophe, and the rule of one vain catastrophe of 288,000 years, the rule that only nine people can survive each catastrophe will also be broken.

It would be extremely difficult for Tiandao to change the rules that have existed for countless years. Now, the leaks of the house happen to rain overnight, and the invasion of the universe makes Tiandao overwhelmed. The long-suppressed Kuroshio is also "rising".

When Qiongqi talked about "The Thief God", he was full of infinite hatred, and Zhou Zhen was also full of resentment.

Hate, hate, hate.

I gave birth to me and raised me, but I wanted to destroy me and eat me, so that I would be tortured forever, so that I would no longer have memories of my loved ones and family, so that my dreams would become empty.

kill! kill! kill!

Do not seek rebirth and rebirth, do not seek rebirth to have life, and seek to be the breaking of this universe, and to destruction together.

Seven days later.

Xia Ji recovered.

The Master summoned him again, and had another chess game with him. It was said that it was the second test, but it was actually consuming his energy so that the seeds of the true urn could be successfully implanted in his soul.

The urn page was originally given by heaven and earth, this is absolutely no problem.

But now, because of the weakness of the heavens, the Kuroshio seizes the opportunity to rise and begin to take revenge, and it has polluted many urns.

Therefore, all monks who write their names on these contaminated urn pages will be fused with the resentful spirits in the urn pages.

The resentful spirits merged and digested the memories, habits, and everything of these monks, and the self-consciousness of these monks was not annihilated. It was just assimilated by the Kuroshio and completely occupied by darkness, thus forming a new soul.

to some extent

The Kuroshio is the original form of this disaster.

And these monks are another form of Kuroshio.

It's just that the Kuroshio that is like stagnant water has no form, but these monks have form.

As for the real urn, that is different again.

Shinjuku is the name of Kuroshio, which means a body used by higher-level beings in the Kuroshio to descend in the future or come early.

This truth is a kind of coordinate, a link, a door.

As for whether the ancient master or the desert master can crawl out of this door, it depends on the situation. As for the master of catastrophe, it is impossible. It is not easy for this kind of existence to wake up for half an hour in 20,000 years.

As for the Void Lord, it is even more impossible. The Void Lord will not wake up for even a second in 200,000 years.

The host of resentment is very special. Their birth is the result of a gathering of resentment.

The impact of Kuroshio's resentment has formed a new host of resentment, polluted the general urn page, and produced the true urn.

In other words, the lifespan of the resentful lord is not long, it can be said that they are all born with catastrophe, and they are all new "children".

But the ancient masters brought by the real urn were different. Those were the mixed, mixed and reassembled existences of countless powerful consciousnesses in the universe.

It didn't take long for a game of chess to be over.

Xia Ji did not show too much weakness, and although Guanzhu and the others were strange, they still placed the true urn in front of him, congratulated him, said that he had withstood the test, and thus had the opportunity to receive the urn again.

Xia Ji looked at this pale urn page, which was obviously different from other urn pages, but he calmly wrote his name on it.

Suddenly, the watcher, and other people couldn't believe their eyes.

because

The monk named Xuan Qing in front of him did not write "Xuan Qing", but another strange name-Xia Ji.

(End of this chapter)