Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 213: The image of the world

Xia Ji left Tianyang Mountain.

He didn't go looking for Houtu, because Houtu had already found him.

Wu Ji wears a Houtu mask, but it is obviously impossible for her to recognize Feng Nanbei as her former Seventh Emperor Brother.

Now, her voice is cold and questioning, "I am Yinjun, but you have destroyed the 22 forces under my command, the Xueyulou and the 12th Prime Minister of Yinren"

Xia Ji interrupted her and said, "My disciple has the Su family token, didn't you see it? Or did your subordinate not give it to you?"

Wu Ji quibble "I don't know."

Xia Jidao "If you don't know the information, you should be damned. I'll kill them for you. Don't you thank me?"

Wu Ji's face suddenly burst into anger "You! Wind north and south!!"

Xia Ji snorted softly, walked past her, and said lightly, "Take care of your people."

Wu Ji suddenly stopped getting angry, she was silent for a moment, then said softly "Wait."

Xia Ji paused.

Wu Ji reminded in a glutinous voice, "Feng Nan Bei, can you keep those children alive?"

Her words were very calm, as if reminding the emperor in front of her that "you haven't broken through the eleventh realm yet",

"Your life span is limited",

"You will return to the Su family after you complete your mission, but I am different, because I am already from the eleventh realm. When you return to the Su family, how can these children die? count",

"Don't think about breaking through the eleventh realm in a short period of time, because it is getting harder and harder to find fire seeds, and there is almost no output."

She smiled when she asked this.

She waited to see the annoyed look of the man in front of her.

However, Xia Ji closed his eyes and flashed in his mind the appearance of the fourth princess who once took pity on Huaqing Lake in the imperial capital.

He asked "Wu Ji, are you happy?"

Yin Jun never expected to wait for this response, she said angrily, "What does this have to do with you?"

After speaking, she was stunned, because she found that not only did she not make the man in front of her angry, but she was angry.

Why?

Xia Ji didn't wait for her to answer, and continued to walk forward.

Wu Ji suddenly said, "Feng Nan Bei, haven't we fought yet?"

Xia Ji chuckled lightly, ignoring her and never stopping.

Wu Ji looked at his back coldly, but her heart was filled with a wonderful feeling.

The man

Gives her an indescribable feeling.

But whether he likes it or hates it, he can't deny that he is a peerless genius, and he is still reading and studying the book "The Power of the World".

She sighed, and for some reason, the question just now came to her mind.

"Am I happy?"

She couldn't help muttering to herself, looked into the distance, and closed her eyes tightly.

"Brother~~~"

When I returned to Jinghu, the sky was already snowing heavily with goose feathers.

The area outside the lake is still very lively.

Xia Ji pressed his hat and came to a boat.

Before he spoke, the little girl in the cabin said, "It's snowing heavily today, so I won't go out to the lake."

Xia Ji found 5 taels of silver, which was 2 taels more than usual.

The little girl took the money and weighed it, which was a lot.

For the sake of money, she subconsciously raised her head to look at the guest, and suddenly she was stunned. She lowered her body and tried to see the face under the bamboo hat, but she couldn't see clearly.

"Where are the guests?"

"The heart of the lake."

The little girl hurriedly spread the seeds, got up, and stammered, "Grandpa, get out of the lake."

Soon

The boat swung away.

In the cabin, the little girl didn't speak, and sat awkwardly opposite the guests.

Ask cautiously "Would you like some tea?"

"Don't bother."

"Do you want to eat melon seeds?"

"No more."

"Would you like"

"No more."

Soon, the boat arrived at the center of the lake. The little girl saw the guest get up and whispered, "My name is Wan Shi, Wan of 120,000, the poem of poetry."

Xia Ji casually replied "I know."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the cabin, walked to the lake, stepped on the water, stepped on the waves, and walked into the manor in the middle of the lake, which looked hazy from the outside.

The little girl jumped up and down in the cabin, cheering "The fairy knows my name, he knows my name!!"

Suddenly

She remembered something and wailed, "I'm so charged with five taels from the immortals, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why I have to charge over twenty taels? I want to chop my hands!"

Xia Ji sat back in the study, and he was the only one left in the lakeside courtyard.

He boiled water and made a pot of hot tea.

Heavy snow like goose down fell on the manor, thick to knees, and the yellow candles in the stone tower were still bright, illuminating the white in the surrounding darkness.

A few days later, Su Tian came with a message.

It's about "The Power of the World", so he doesn't have to worry. First of all, his actions are reasonable and within the scope of the emperor.

Secondly, the family still has the capacity of this bag.

Furthermore, the identity of the ancestor of the Su family, Su Daji, is invisible. The monsters at the top don't care, and no one below dares to say anything more.

Su Tian knew that the Black Emperor had taken most of the fire, so she asked him quietly, Xia Ji gave her three, and Su Tian generously gave him a lot of empty golden crystal **** , and at the same time brought ancient books to him according to his request.

Compiling books naturally requires viewing the world, so his request to read books is reasonable.

Su Tian even promised to help him collect books from all over the world and deliver them to Lake Heart Manor regularly.

A few days later, An Rongrong also has information.

Ten years ago, she had been fighting and cultivating on the front line of chaotic fire robbery, in order to strengthen her dharma body and reach a higher realm.

The current robbery has been pushed to the seal of the wolf, and it can be said that once the seal of the wolf is released, it is a robbery.

And the reason why Huo Jie was blocked was not because of Fenglang Pass, but because winter was here again.

But when this winter passes, Fenglang's attention will definitely be swallowed up.

The flames came from the west and swept the earth.

Ning Xiaoyu, Da Qidu was brought back to the mountains by the Confucian master.

Defending the fire in the north became the original task of the third prince

And his ultimate destiny is to become the son of destiny - Ji Xuan's whetstone, this is destined, he may not know it yet, but his sister Xia Yun must know.

Xiao Su was very successful in the Rakshasa country of ice and snow. She often gave herself some good news, and also said that the next time we fight together, don't hold her back.

Xia Ji shook his head with a smile and said with emotion, "This girl is still full of vitality."

But when he finished his emotion, he suddenly realized that Xiao Su is the pope of the Rakshasa state religion and the owner of the mysterious Wangjia Town.

Nowadays, when other people face her, I'm afraid they will only feel awe and fear, right?

Only I will call her girl

He suddenly turned around again and looked at the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, the person is no longer a teenager, the blue silk mixed with white hair falls down confusedly.

He sat back at the desk, researched ink, picked up a pen, and wrote four large characters on the paper

——The image of the world.

The days after that are simple.

Xia Ji is either creating the "Wan Dharma Scroll" or reading a book during the day,

These books are all sent by Su Tian's order, and each time they come in thousands of copies.

And at night, he goes to the outside of the customs through the transfer station of the underworld.

Now he has four transfer stations.

The first is at Mirror Lake.

The second is in the ruins of the Imperial Capital.

The third is in the far west of Guanwai.

The fourth Church of Wolf Snake and Death in the Land of Frozen Rakshasa.

It only took him more than ten seconds to go from Jinghu Manor to the robbery outside the gate.

And on this night that no one knows about, he turned into the appearance of Xia Ji in the depths of the robbery, and then he practiced diligently with the posture of the Dharma body. Now he has broken through the Dharma Aperture Realm long ago, and the eight-fold Dharma vein has been penetrated. double.

Time flies, and soon the winter snow will stop, the spring seedlings stick their heads out of the soil, the colorful flowers bloom until the midsummer, and then the early autumn is waiting for another cycle.

All things are born and die again, and gradually reborn towards death.

Xia Ji also completed the creation of the second chapter of "Wan Dharma Scroll".

Although he is not satisfied because he has new harvests every day, this article is enough for the world.

When he put down his pen, it was another autumn rainy season outside the curtain.

He heard footsteps in the extremely quiet manor, and these footsteps were a little slower than the cheerful and light he left.

Soon,

One figure after another fell into the wind and rain in front of the study.

It was ninety-nine when I left and seventy-two when I came back.

All the disciples seem to have grown up after only one year of going out.

Everyone said in unison, "I have seen the teacher."

Naturally they heard about the major events in the Jianghu, and guessed that it should be related to the teacher. If it wasn't for the teacher, they would have died in the Jianghu.

Xia Ji walked out of the study and out of the eaves, not covering the rain, but letting the cold rain wet his clothes and hair.

He whispered, "I know what you've met, and I know your world has changed dramatically,

But what I want to say is that what you have encountered is not enough, what you have encountered is still too weak, and you have not encountered a truly terrible enemy.

You will die again, there will be people who are maimed, injured, miserable, desperate, and others will be deceived, cheated, coaxed, and even betrayed. "

The seventy-two disciples listened silently. They also withdrew their strength at the same time, and let the rain wet them. They stood with the teacher in this autumn rain and silently listened to the teacher's teaching.

Xia Ji swept over these children who could no longer be called children, and said lightly, "The greenhouse can only breed weakness, and protection can only bring weakness. You are not the pets of the teacher, but the disciples of the teacher.

Next time, the teacher will not take the initiative to take action, all the cause and effect, unless the teacher is here, the teacher will not care.

If you die, the Master will avenge you, but does it still make sense to you who are dead ~IndoMTL.com~? "

The disciples listened in awe.

Xia Ji raised his head, facing the autumn rain in the sky, closed his eyes, and said softly, "The second chapter of the Wanfa Scroll is ready, you can take it and transcribe it for your own study.

Then, go out after the winter. Next time you come back, I hope there will be seventy-two teachers. "

After he finished speaking, he turned around with his sleeves and stepped into the study.

The disciples looked at each other. Many things happened this year. Everyone had a story, and some even gained ignorant feelings.

After a short rest, many people chose to come to the performance hall of the manor.

Their strange discovery was that there was a crystal ball in the center of the hall. The purple flame in the ball was burning, emitting bursts of high temperature, which made the blood boil.

And in the heart of the flame, which no one has seen, it is a small group of pure black flames.

s:Resume more than 4D updates tomorrow