Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 19: Who has changed his original intention, 1 person has 1 case

In the pavilion, a group of disciples from Wanjianzong hurriedly gathered around and crowded around Fairy Nongxiao's side. When one of them saw this appearance, they were shocked: "Is this being attacked?"

The rest of the people looked at Xia Ji with a little more fear.

The leading disciple said: "Do you want to fight my Ten Thousand Swords Sect alone? Are you still here to surrender on behalf of Qi?"

Xia Jiwen said: "But you said, there is no need for our Qi royal family to exist, so can we still surrender?"

The disciple was stunned for a while, but he wasn't stupid. He turned his head and said, "This is the granddaughter of the sect master. Although you hurt her, you can still save her. If you save her, you may be able to go further and go to the sect. door.

At that time, whether the suzerain accepts it or not, you can talk face-to-face. "

It's snowing.

"Makes sense."

After Xia Ji finished speaking, he took a step forward and crossed a distance of several dozen meters like a flash. He grabbed the white-clothed fairy who was twitching frantically, followed by a few healing dharmas, and hooked his fingertips. , rebirth symbol.

The law and the talisman instantly got into the body of the white fairy.

However, the latter has not recovered and is still twitching.

The surrounding disciples are also looking at him.

Xia Ji was stunned.

After being attacked by the Thirteenth Realm, she was also injured by the Thirteenth Realm, and her healing power was far less than her destructive power, so she couldn't recover for a while?

He took the fairy in white and took a step forward, away from the crowd and came to a small pavilion at the top of the mountain, and in the process, the fire of his white phoenix entered her body again.

This time, the fairy in white became quiet.

But never sober.

Xia Ji understood that she was injured by karma, and the injury was transmitted to the body, causing nerve disorders. The fire of her own white phoenix can heal the body, but it cannot repair the karma injury from the root, because The power of healing and the power of destruction are not at all one-dimensional.

"Kamma is really a mysterious force."

Although he watched a lot, and even killed a lot of Thirteen Realms, Xia Ji couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the disciples who were on duty understood that the seventeenth prince of Daqi couldn't cure Fairy Nongxiao, but two people hurriedly used their swords to go to the supreme sect in the sea of ​​colorful neon clouds. .

Xia Ji didn't stop them either, letting Fairy Nongxiao lie flat in the pavilion to avoid the snow, sitting in the snow by herself, looking at the sea of ​​clouds that ebb and flow endlessly.

All things have form but no image, and the image is metaphysical.

But this shape is so beautiful.

Jiangshan is so charming.

Just as I was thinking about it, the two disciples on duty were returning from Yu Jian. They were leading the way, followed by a white-haired old man.

The old man stepped on the fourteen sword wheel, and in an instant he stood in the sky, overlooking Xia Ji.

He swept his brows, and when he saw Fairy Nongxiao in the pavilion, he ignored Xia Ji and flew over directly to investigate a little, and he was shocked.

"Backlash!!"

Karma backlash is more serious than karma injury.

In an analogy, backlash is like a breakdown of the immune system, and an injury is like a cold and a fever.

Xia Ji got up and walked over with a single step: "I have cured it, but I can only calm the impact on her body, but I can't calm down the level of karma."

The white-haired old man looked at him coldly: "Who are you?"

Xia Jidao: "The seventeenth prince of Daqi, brought the jade seal here to submit to Wanjianzong."

As he spoke, he took out the jade seal and pushed aside the silk cloth.

The white-haired old man glanced at the jade seal and asked, "How did she get hurt?"

Although he had already listened to the explanation of the disciple on duty halfway through, he still couldn't believe it. Backlash was a special situation that could only be caused by a huge gap, and this young prince obviously shouldn't have this ability.

Xia Ji could see what he was thinking at a glance, so he didn't defend himself, and said in a calm tone, "It must have gone crazy."

The white-haired old man glanced at him and wanted to make a move, but he was unsure. He felt that this man was very strange, so he asked again, "You are the only one sent by the royal family of Qi."

"I'm here with all my heart."

The white-haired old man felt even more strange, he couldn't help but ask: "Where did you get the courage?"

He would have already done it for someone else, but it's too weird that Fairy Nongxiao is being attacked...

Xia Ji looked at him with a smile, and said calmly, "I'm already here."

The white-haired old man thought about it and said, "Although the sect master wants all the royal families of Qi to come here to worship and give a ten-day deadline, but since you have come here, then follow the old man into the sect and wait for the sect master's decision. Would you like to come?"

Xia Ji politely said: "You should be like this."

The white-haired old man directly took up Fairy Nongxiao, pinched a sword tactic with his left hand, and the fourteen-round swords spread out immediately, turning into a sword boat.

The sword boat turned into the sky, and the two got on the boat.

The white-haired old man clenched his hands again, and the sword boat roared and broke through the growing snow and went away.

Xia Ji looked.

Here, clouds and mists are shrouded in mist, the spiritual energy is blooming in five colors, and the snow is flying from the sky.

In the middle of the mountains, if the peak that pierces the sky tower looks like a gray lotus leaf, there is no way to go up and down the mountain, and only the aura holds the thousands of palaces at the top, it is really a grand sight.

And in this cloud, mountain, snow and sea, there are many sword-fighting people. The young are handsome, and the girls are gorgeous. Obviously, they have transcended the realm of mortals, and they are worthy of the name of immortals.

In the past life, even the Abbot Island was incomparable to this place.

Xia Ji looked at this scene, and was addicted to it for a while, and sighed: "It's really beautiful."

The white-haired old man is even more eccentric. He really wants to ask, "Is it the time to watch the scenery?"

But he didn't ask.

It was Edgeworth who came to the air.

After that, suddenly the other person had disappeared in place, and with a flip of his palm, the sword boat immediately followed him away, turning into a fourteen sword wheel to carry him into the sky.

And the disciples of Wanjianzong who were originally riding the sword suddenly surrounded him.

The white-haired old man gave Fairy Nongxiao to a female disciple, and the female disciple took the fairy back.

After that, the old man looked at Xia Ji and saw that even if the flying sword from the Qi kingdom was taken away, he could still stand still and stand still.

He stood in the snowy sky, just like standing on the quiet and peaceful earth, and a plain clothes moved with the strong wind.

He didn't run or panic, just as he was looking at the scenery, he was watching the swordsmen coming from the third and third floors.

Many of these swordsmen are just here to watch, and the real shot is only the innermost circle.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "It's really not easy, but why don't you listen to the sect master? The sect master has already ordered it. If the Qi royal family is not obedient, then they will all be replaced. You think that with the power of one person, you can Has the sky turned upside down?"

Xia Ji actually thought about it very seriously, and then said: "I still can't turn the sky."

The disciples originally saw him with a dignified bearing and were waiting in a serious line. After hearing this, they couldn't help laughing.

Xia Jidao: "I only came here to surrender for Daqi. Now the sect is on top and the dynasty is on the bottom, so it's understandable. But... everyone, why did you come to this point?"

He sighed softly.

With a light sigh, he sighed out a million dharma images.

A million spells stick to a million snowstorms.

A snowflake is a dharma image.

And the power of the dharma he uses is naturally far beyond what ordinary people can compare.

In an instant, both the white-haired elder and the many disciples of Edgeworth were aware of this attack.

They hurriedly defended.

At this time, I can only see above the sky,

The vast snow has crushed the immortals.

Xia Ji took a step forward, grabbed the Qi Guoyu Seal with one hand and walked through the encirclement.

How could this kind of siege ever get into his eyes?

He just went to the sect's land, and he didn't turn around. With a wave of his long sleeves, the power of the snowflakes in the sky disappeared without a trace.

And the cultivators were still dancing flying swords in the air and using magic weapons indiscriminately.

It wasn't until Xia Ji took more than ten steps forward that the white-haired old man and the monks noticed.

With their horrified faces, they rushed towards the sect with their swords in hand, and surrounded them from behind like a thick half-moon.

A group of disciples were also surrounded by a half-moon ahead.

Seeing that there was no way forward, Xia Ji put the jade seal of Qi to the ground, sat down with his knees crossed, and raised his voice, "Qi Yu, the seventeenth prince of Qi, came to visit Wanjianzong on behalf of the royal family of Qi. Suzerain."

The sound rolls over this side.

He was surrounded by many monks, more and more cultivators surrounded him, but no one dared to step forward. It was not that he felt that he could not fight, but that he was oppressed by the quiet and warm aura.

And if anyone who can't open his eyes wants Yu Jian to rush up, he will be bounced off by a gust of wind just a few steps away.

The most terrible thing is not to bounce...

But no matter who comes forward, it will be bounced off.

This already includes the elite disciples of Wanjianzong, the disciples who entered the house, and even the elders of the sect.

But when everyone saw that the Da Qi prince had never made a ruthless attack, they temporarily maintained their boundaries.

The white-haired old man also suddenly understood that Fairy Nongxiao was indeed being "returned", rather than being mad.

He suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with the great commander Jin Batian?"

Xia Ji said indifferently, "There is some fate in passing on the arts."

The old man was shocked.

Is this son just a disciple of the great commander Jin Batian?

How terrifying should Jinbatian be himself? ?

At this time, the hearts of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were filled with strangeness.

This is obviously the person who should be kneeling, but he sits in the center of the open space in front of the Zongmen Hall with a posture of reigning over the world, still indifferent in the face of thousands of monks.

Is this still for surrender?

The most important thing is that the power used by this prince from beginning to end seems to be...probably...probably...just a sign.

How is this possible?

The power of the mere ten realms has crossed three great realms at the click of a finger and is crushed?

How is this possible?

Everyone at the scene thought it was weird.

The power of Dharma is not as powerful as that of Dharma body, magical powers can suppress Dharma body, and karma can destroy Dharma body, these are all common sense...

And Dharma is but the most powerful force mortals use when they are not yet otherworldly.

It's just a stepping stone to the sky.

But at this time, some people used the power of mortals to suppress them and no one dared to step forward.

The gentle and jade-like prince, wearing a plain white long coat and holding a jade seal in his hand, sat cross-legged in the heavy snow of the sect in the sky.

There are many monks, and I don't know how many people with high realm.

But no one moved forward.

If someone moves forward, no matter how high or low, with a slight wave of his long sleeves, that person will bounce back.

If the sword wheel shoots continuously, the boy just stretches out a finger and hits the flying sword wheel at will.

At this time, he already had an unknown number of broken swords all over his body.

Suddenly, the surroundings calmed down.

Only the sound of wind and snow falls.

A footstep sounded light and heavy, coming from a distance, ethereal and indistinct.

And when a figure appeared in front of the central hall of the Thousand Hundreds of Heavenly Palaces, when that person appeared, the endless white snow of the heavens and the earth suddenly turned from stillness to boiling, flying around like a madman. The aura that is far better than the people here rose violently.

The figure was wrapped in black and gold robes, with a tall and straight body. When he was in front of him, he was a middle-aged man. From his face, he knew that he must have been a romantic character like a turbid Shijia son when he was young.

But at this time, there was a deep undercurrent in his eyes, covered with black mist, hazy, with a lot of evil aura, which made people feel shivering, and his heart was tightly grasped by a big blood-colored hand. , and could not help kneeling down to him, surrendering to him, begging to him.

"A mere mortal kingdom, do you really think there is no one in my Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

"Originally, this seat only wanted to abolish your sect, but now not only do you need to die, but all the royal families of the Qi Kingdom will not stay."

The incomparably cold voice suppressed the wind and snow and entered Xia Ji's ears with incomparable clarity.

Which hides the meaning of contempt, the meaning of invincibility, and the meaning of domineering.

With his arrival, many disciples surrounding Xia Ji bowed in that direction one after another, shouting respectfully in unison, "Meet the Sect Master."

Xia Ji looked at the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but he was not angry.

Because, he has recognized the person.

This Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect Master was his disciple more than a thousand years ago.

Ranked fifty-six out of seventy-two disciples.

His name is Yu Long.

When I said goodbye to me back then, the body of the bloodline revealed was the dharma image of a snow leopard more than three feet tall.

After that, he married Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, and invited him to pretend to be his father to help him witness the marriage. After that, a lot of things happened.

But now, in a flash, it has come to this moment.

And this disciple obviously deviates from his original teaching.

It is the fault of the father if the son does not teach.

The teacher is lazy.

Xia Ji looked at the evil, domineering Sect Master of Wanjian Sect, and suddenly said softly, "I was wrong."

Yes,

He was wrong.

He didn't teach well.

The disciples he taught have not stood the test of time.

If you are wrong, you must admit it.

Not to recognize people.

Instead, recognize yourself.

When all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect saw that this mysterious and terrifying young man was suppressing this party a moment ago, and the next moment they saw the sect master, they had already confessed before they fought, and many couldn't help but laugh.

The Sect Master of Wanjian Sect said coldly: "Now that I admit my mistake, what's the point..."

Before he finished speaking, the prince of Da Qi stood up and asked calmly, "I dare to ask the sect master, is there a **** three feet above his head?"

Wanjian Sect Sect Master: ? ? ?

In his eyes, the prince of Qi State lightly brushed the wind and snow on his clothes and robes, and then asked: "It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, but do not do to others what you do not want to do to others, why does this happen?"

The last word has just fallen.

The Prince of Qi disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the Sect Master of Wanjian Sect.

He grabbed the jade seal in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, turned it into a slap, and raised it suddenly.

"I don't know how high the sky is!!"

In the angry and disdainful voice, the pressure of the Sect Master of Wanjianzong suddenly spread,

This coercion is mixed with the pure power of heaven and earth, coupled with the fierce sword qi law that he has acquired from practice, and the karma that seems to be improving his life level all the time, as well as the level of life.

This coercion is like a scorching sun that burns and stirs,

At the same time, it exudes a strong black aura that invades the mind,

This black energy has already materialized, and it is completely different from the previous Fairy Nongxiao.

The suzerain does not move, and this powerful thirteenth realm power is squandered, as if the long-compressed energy suddenly exploded, and this explosion was controlled by him at will, so as not to spread too much. Zongmen.

The endless light and rolling black air exploded, drowning the prince and everyone's sight.

Of course, a crisp sound suddenly came from the center.

Pop! !

The light dissipates, and the black air dissipates.

Pop! !

Everyone sees it clearly.

I also understand what this crisp sound is.

The prince was actually slapping the Sect Master's palm.

The Sect Master of Wanjian Sect was also stunned. He was blinded by these two slaps.

"You dare!"

"This seat now wants not only the death of the royal family of Qi, but also the entire capital of Qi."

Pop! !

The third slap fell again.

The Sect Master of Wanjianzong wanted to block, but he didn't.

Too soon.

Seeing that the prince got up again for the fourth slap.

He raised his right hand,

Accompanied by the divine powers of heaven and earth, the sharp sword qi roams around, causing the wind and snow to roar like a long dragon, coming from all directions and gathering towards the palm of his right hand,

Turned into a real sword, this sword is not a dharma, not an illusion, but a killer move that condenses the divine powers of heaven and earth.

It really contains the power of the ninth-level realm of the pinnacle of supernatural powers.

Nine realms of supernatural powers, one realm and one heaven,

The nine heavenly towers, each with its own strengths and weaknesses,

Compared to the original Fairy Bi, the power of the ninth layer, which contains the mighty sword energy, is much stronger now.

The sword stabbed towards the slap.

To be pierced with a sword from the palm of the hand.

But the palm suddenly turned gray.

Grey...

May be inconspicuous.

But it may also be the color of chaos.

Xia Ji does not have the color of chaos, but the millions of dharma signs that he exerts earnestly have completely disappeared.

In the beginning of chaos, there is no sign of nature.

He is not chaotic, but also has no form.

The sword energy of the Nine Layers of Magical Powers clashed with this slap in space.

In the short and negligible obstacles, the sword qi collapsed inch by inch, and the Jiuzhongtian collapsed heavily.

Pop! ! !

The fourth slap tore apart the resistance and slapped the Sect Master of Wanjian Sect hard.

The suzerain is already dumbfounded.

Pop! ! !

Another slap.

Although it was five slaps, the Sect Master was not injured. The slap was just slapping him in a way that could cause him severe pain, and if the prince really had a bit of strength, he could severely injure him.

I just don't know what kind of power he holds in his hand. Although every slap seriously injured him, it was extremely painful, and the pain was almost tearing his soul.

After five slaps, Xia Ji asked, "Does it hurt?"

Not waiting for an answer.

Xia Ji said again: "Do not do to others what you do not want to do to others. Has the suzerain ever thought about killing those people when they are hurt?"

He said softly: "Since you hold the weight of the world, you must bear the weight of the world.

There are nearly 10 billion people in Yunzhou. The place where Wanjianzong is in charge is the east of the north of Yunzhou. How many people are in the dynasty under this side?

In this case, why not benefit the people and protect the people?

For the suzerain, this matter is nothing more than a little effort and a smooth operation, and there is no gain or loss.

Why be kind to small but not good? "

The Sect Master of Wanjian Sect covered his face. He had already noticed the extreme extraordinaryness of the young man in front of him, so he suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am only the seventeenth prince of the Daqi royal family. I am here only to submit to Wanjianzong for Daqi."

"Impossible!! You can't be a prince!! You can't be a teenager!!"

The Sect Master of Wanjian Sect roared.

Don't talk about him, all the disciples of Wanjian Sect present, from the elders to the elite disciples of the headquarters, are all in a state of confusion, and the sect master shouted out the words in their hearts.

Xia Ji asked: "What does this have to do with kindness?

Is it because I am strong, you are afraid of me, so I make you kind, and you are kind?

Who taught you?

What about your own character? "

The Sect Master of Wanjian Sect was stunned.

Xia Ji asked again: "Who is your teacher?"

Sect Master Wan Jianzong suddenly trembled.

He thinks of the great saint more than a thousand years ago, the one who changed his destiny, the one he regarded as his father...

The man died.

Although that person is carrying the incense now, he is dead.

Xia Ji asked again: "Did your teacher teach you this way?"

Yu Long was shaking all over, as if he had remembered a lot of things. He had almost forgotten that man.

Because he has done too much evil.

He had already violated the original intention of the teacher.

He dared not think about the man.

He felt unworthy.

But many things, does he have a choice?

He had no choice.

"In this world, the weak eat the strong, the good is deceived by others, and the evil can control their own destiny!!"

He didn't know why he was defending.

He clearly should have shot angrily, set up a sect sword formation, activated a large formation, and dealt with this powerful, terrifying and mysterious prince, but he justified it.

He seems to be defending himself and the teacher in his heart.

He has no choice! !

Xia Ji looked at him.

Yu Long only felt that the sun, moon, and stars were hidden in the eyes of this young man. Even though he had lived for more than 1,500 years, he seemed to have been seen through in these young eyes.

His thoughts and thoughts are all presented in the eyes of this young man.

Xia Jidao: "Is the sect master strong now? Is Wan Jianzong strong? Since it is strong, why not change it?

When you are low, you may not be able to choose from evil.

However, you can now choose again. "

Yu Long suddenly asked, "Are you really not in the Thirteen Realms?"

Xia Jidao: "What does this have to do with the Thirteen Realms?"

Yu Long said: "If you are in the thirteenth realm, you will understand that you can't choose. Although good and evil are between a single thought, if you choose good karma and bad karma, this is your heart. Do what you want, and then you will not only be unable to advance in the realm ~IndoMTL.com~ but also go backwards..."

Xia Ji was stunned, he really didn't know this.

Karma is selected, can't it be changed?

The difference between good and evil is the unchanging heart?

Evil attack and good defense, if you want to protect yourself, it is naturally safer to choose evil karma.

I choose bad karma, and my heart can't be changed...

Xia Ji said: "I'll teach you a way, black eat black, don't take action on the weak, don't let the commoners vent, go to the stronger, to swing the knife to the more evil, how about it?"

Yu Long said: "Your Excellency is strong, but in the battle of sects, although the competition is usually based on individual strength, the strongest is the great formation, which is the formation technique that gathers the strength of all the disciples. Your Excellency defeated me, But it also insulted me, I am not an opponent, but I will not listen to your words."

Xia Jidao: "How can you be willing to listen?"

Yu Long said: "My big sister is about to wake up. If you can beat her, I will listen to you."

"Okay."

"Then these days, your Excellency will stay in my Wanjianzong for a few days."

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