Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 33: “Goldfinger” upgrade, build a snowman

Xia Ji Yufeng left Wan Jianzong.

Xiao Su needs self-cultivation, but he didn't bring it.

Mengmeng seemed to get along well with the people from Wanjianzong, but she didn't follow.

What's more, this is Xia Ji's business, and it's not very good to take others.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and I don't know how long I will live. It takes fifty-five years for a monk to cultivate. Who knows that the world has gone through life and death.

He first looked for the town king's mansion, but the housekeeper said that the old lady was not there.

Then, he found Hua's house again, and after a little perception, he understood that Hua Xiaochan was there.

So, he stood in front of the Hua Family's mansion and let the front guards help the family to spread the voice "please see Hua Xiaochan".

The family member was not domineering, but he refused to report it, so Xia Ji took a jade pendant for him and asked him to pass it to Hua Xiaochan.

Seeing his extraordinary bearing, the family members ran into the mansion and passed the news on his behalf.

Not long after, the family member ran out in a hurry and respectfully invited Xia Ji in.

Xia Ji just looked at him like this, and understood that Hua Xiaochan didn't say who he was.

Actually, she should have said.

Having said this, it is not only to build momentum for the Hua family, but also to further improve the status of the Hua family, and once again gain the mighty imperial grace of the new king of Qi.

But she didn't say it, because she didn't want to involve herself in this mundane dust again.

After Xia Ji walked into Hua's house, he was directly led by the maid to the residential area on the side.

On the way, people who passed by looked at him curiously, and they all tried to figure out what the relationship was with the old lady.

Soon...

He has arrived at a quaint courtyard full of elegance.

At this time, it is spring, birds are chirping, and red flowers and green trees are reflected in the flowing water.

The flowing water is like a silver ribbon, which is tied around an ancient pavilion.

Xia Ji recognized the silver-haired old woman sitting in the small pavilion at a glance.

That is Hua Xiaochan.

And Hua Xiaochan was surrounded by two pretty ladies, who were talking with her. After chatting for a while, Hua Xiaochan laughed. Although she had a lot of white hair, her eyes were full Laugh lines, spirit is also very good.

In the courtyard, there are four or five children playing,

There is also a pair of handsome boys and girls practicing swordsmanship against each other,

The light of the sword is twinkling, and the wind is blowing dust. Obviously, this young girl is not a generalist among warriors.

Hua Xiaochan suddenly felt something, she raised her head.

The gaze passes through the space and falls in front of the archway at the entrance to the courtyard.

She saw Xia Ji, who was still a gentle boy, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

The two ladies who spoke with her also raised their heads curiously.

I saw a young man standing in front of the courtyard gate at an unknown time.

The two ladies can be considered a lot of people, but I don't know how to describe this young man...

Xia Ji looked at the silver-haired old woman with a smile, and shouted from a distance: "Mother."

As soon as the word blurted out, the entire courtyard fell silent.

Xia Ji walked into the courtyard step by step and sat beside Hua Xiaochan.

Hua Xiaochan put her face in his arms, and she burst into tears. She couldn't help the emotions that suddenly rose in her heart.

She has the intention of not letting Xia Ji reveal her identity, but does Xia Ji care?

He doesn't care.

This is her mother.

Although there is no blood relationship, but it is the person who taught him to raise him in this life, so what if there is blood relationship?

If I see my mother without calling my mother, it's really a waste of a son.

The two ladies were completely stunned. The sound of "mother" had already let them know who was coming.

In the mortal world, in their respective fields, they may be people with status and status, but in front of this person, they are nothing, so their minds are blank for a while, and they don't know what to say.

The children playing in the distance didn't know what to do, but the pair of boys and girls practicing knives also froze, with excitement and sluggishness in their eyes, and looked in the direction of the pavilion.

Hua Xiaochan cried for a while in Xia Ji's arms, then raised her head.

Xia Ji reached out and wiped away her tears.

Hua Xiaochan had joy in her eyes, put her hands on the cheeks of the young man in front of her, looked at it carefully for a long time, then stabilized her choked tremolo, squeezed out a smile and said, "Xiaoyu, don't go today, mother... You are delicious."

Xia Ji said: "Mother, I'm not leaving. I'll be with you from today onwards, and I won't go anywhere."

Hua Xiaochan pretended to be sullen and said: "You go and do your business, it's not that I have a bad time here."

Xia Ji said with a smile: "This stage is already busy, and it just happened to be empty."

"Really?"

"Really."

Hua Xiaochan was really happy in her heart. She took Xia Ji's hand and pointed to the two ladies around her and introduced it.

"My mother's seniority in the Hua family is not low. This is your uncle's daughter-in-law, called Pei Shuzhen. According to her seniority, she is your younger brother and sister."

The lady on the left who is good at dressing up hurriedly stood up and bowed to the young Yingying. She was also shrewd. Instead of calling the town king, she said directly, "Shuzhen has seen her cousin."

Hua Xiaochan pointed to another rather dignified and gentle woman and said, "This is the granddaughter of your uncle's family, called Hua Jie. She is your niece according to her seniority."

Hua Jie also got up in a hurry: "I have seen my uncle."

Hua Xiaochan raised her head and glanced at the teenagers and girls in the courtyard who were staring at this place, and she smiled and waved.

The two hurried over, looking crampedly and curiously at the boy in the pavilion who seemed to be about their age.

Hua Xiaochan said: "This girl is called Hua Ruyi, and she is also your niece. This young man is called Xie Yiying, and she is your niece's lover. She has a great reputation in the world, and is known as the Fire Swordsman."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Raging Fire Sabre Lord hurriedly said: "Old lady, don't say that, it will embarrass me."

After speaking, the Fire Sword Master respectfully said to Xia Ji, "I have seen Mr.."

Hua Ruyi looked at Xia Ji curiously, only to think that this young man was holding a god-like character, but thinking that such a character was his uncle, he felt a little weird and a little happy in his heart, it was sweet Sweetly called "Uncle".

Xia Ji had the idea of ​​living here and staying with her mother for the rest of her life, so she didn't have any qualms about these people. Knife technique.

Soon...

Every flower family knows this is coming.

The state of Qi also knew this was coming.

Every day, the flower family is like a crowded market, and many people give things to the old lady in different ways. Every day is lively and New Year's Day.

Xia Ji's days are still ordinary, that is, reading books.

But he found that after he reached the peak of the Thirteen Realms, his good deeds continued to grow, as if all the incense burned to the Confucius Temple all over the world belonged to him.

Maybe it was the incense, maybe it was other factors, he felt that a trace of Dao Yun had turned into two threads.

This is not something that came out of nothing, but it seems that the aggregate of the Tao was originally formed by the combination of two Taos.

Why is this?

Why are there two?

And two in one?

Xia Ji is naturally unable to understand now.

But that doesn't prevent him from absorbing the khandha at a deeper level.

How to absorb?

In his heart, in his mind, in the gods, there is a vast yin and yang grinding wheel. This grinding wheel has almost been integrated with him. He is using it all the time to analyze all laws in the world and reorganize all images.

Therefore, he began to use the yin and yang grinding wheel to slowly absorb the two strands of Taoism, and each of the yin and yang bore a trace.

If it weren't for the fact that these two strands of Taoism were completely refined by the fire of Jieyuan's One Realm, I'm afraid it would not belong to Xia Ji at all.

But even so, the absorption process is by no means short-lived.

Xia Ji absorbed all his strength, and at the same time lived a secluded life, he accompanied his mother around the surroundings, and if he came to ask him for Taoism or study, as long as his character was good, he would usually give pointers, or just casually. Write the exercises, and give the exercises.

He has lived in the Hua's house for a long time, instructing countless people, and giving away many exercises, and these exercises are extremely precious, and are destined to create an unprecedentedly prosperous arena.

Ten years later.

He digested the two strands of Taoism, and the yin and yang grinding wheel became stronger, so strong that he did not know how much.

Besides that, his ~IndoMTL.com~ Skill Orb" talent has been "upgraded".

In short, it is a sentence: no longer stick to books, but can be everything in the world.

You can see the mountains.

Look at the water.

Watch the wind.

Look at the clouds.

Look at the stars.

Look at the dust.

Thereby gaining "skills".

Anyone who sees something will gain something, and Xia Ji has compared it. Compared with the initial time, the "skill beads" he gets now are all "light red skill beads", and the number of layers is still nine. A level of dharma appearance is born.

In the eleventh year, Hua Xiaochan passed away peacefully. She lived to be one hundred and four years old, and the 100th birthday was even more lively than ever, so the funeral was not sad.

Her spiritual position naturally entered the ancestral hall of the Hua family.

Xia Ji stayed in the ancestral hall and kept filial piety for three years before leaving.

He Yufeng returned to Wanjianzong, and Mozun was still in retreat, so he left a letter and left with Xiaosu and Mengmeng.

Before leaving, Bai Su took a three-page basket and gave it to Xia Ji, which was prepared for him, Xiao Su and Mengmeng.

Xia Ji just thanked him, but didn't take it.

In the beginning, Bai Su may have had a strange feeling for the teenager who was matched by her teacher, but time has long since diluted everything. At this time, she said goodbye with a calm heart, and she did not show much emotional fluctuations.

On the contrary, maybe because she has been with Dai Meng for a long time, Bai Su took Mengmeng's hand and kept saying "daughter's words".

It's finally time to say goodbye.

Zhike Cliff, Rain and Snow Feifei.

On the long pavilion, the Wanjian Sect master Chun Shanjun, Bai Su and many disciples stood in the pavilion to bid farewell to the three.

After the three of them left, among the disciples of the Wanjian Sect who saw off, there were quite a few top experts from the Fourteen Realms who grinned, showing a strange curvature. Very infiltrating.

But these smiles are only fleeting, and they are completely subdued. Even if someone sees it, they will suspect that they are just seeing an illusion.

...

Xiao Su has been tortured by memory for decades. Although she is properly conditioned, she has a sick face and is a little slow in walking and talking. On the contrary, Dai Meng is generous and behaves with great bearing.

Xia Ji and Xiao Su wrapped a warm cloak and held an umbrella to protect her as she walked down the mountain. Mengmeng was walking beside her with a black umbrella.

The steps are covered with snow,

A thousand miles away,

The eyes are the "white dragons" in the sea of ​​​​clouds.

There are many scenes of spring in Xia Ji's mind. How many things Yang Liu Yiyi has experienced in those years, even in the past 100 years, he still remembers that sixty-nine years ago, he saw off Hua Xiaochan outside the west gate of the capital of Daqi. The scene, in an instant, is already a different person.

Every year flowers are similar, but every year is different.

It is best for immortal practitioners to be ruthless, so as not to be heartbroken.

Xia Ji was not ruthless. He heard Xiao Su's cough, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect her shoulders, and hugged her slightly in his arms, and when he saw the unstoppable wind and cold, he put away his umbrella.

In a single thought, with him as the center, the ripples suddenly rose and spread out in all directions, showing a large air hood.

The air hood is as warm as spring.

He raised his hand again, summoning the wind and carrying the three to the south.

The north is still cold, and the south is even more icy and snowy at this time.

It stands to reason that flying through the sky so recklessly at this time is likely to be attacked by the Kuroshio Tribulation Demon.

But because of Mengmeng, these robbers are gone.

The trio flew across the sky as if they had flown in times of peace.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Looking for a boat and crossing the Tianmen Sea."

"I have also learned a lot over the years. There are terrifying nightmares and robbery at sea..."

"You can get by. And Xiao Wu came from there. If she can come, she can pass. If she can't get through, I will protect her."

Dai Meng suddenly said: "Teacher..."

Xia Ji glanced at her, and their eyes met.

Suddenly, Xia Ji had understood something, so he smiled and said, "Mengmeng, you have grown up, and you have your roots here, there is no need to go far with the teacher, just stay here. "

"Teacher..."

"Speaking of which, my teacher didn't teach you anything."

"Yes." Dai Meng retorted, "The teacher taught me to make a snowman, taught me... don't turn evil into evil, taught me not to become a monster, I will always remember these~IndoMTL. com~ Xia Ji asked: "Really remember? "

Dai Meng nodded deeply.

"That's fine."

Xia Ji pressed his fingers, and the three landed on a Bantian Mountain at the junction of the north and south of Yunzhou.

The mountain is more than 100,000 miles long, and the three of them are in it, very small.

Xia Ji rubbed Dai Meng's hair.

Mengmeng said: "Teacher~~ I have grown up, not a child anymore."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to mix it in the future."

Dai Meng fell silent, then suddenly said, "Don't the teacher ask me why I stayed?"

Yes.

Xia Ji said something, but the two of them knew very well that there was almost no relationship between Dai Meng and the Dai family. She could not stay because she was nostalgic for the Dai family and this land.

The air was silent for a while, Xiao Su sat on the cliff wrapped in a fluffy cloak, staring blankly at this magnificent north-south barrier, as if a little "senile dementia".

And between the master and the apprentice, the atmosphere became a little weird.

Long time...

Xia Jidao: "Everyone has a young time, and everyone needs to grow up. Since you have something left for your teacher in your heart, just keep in mind that it will eventually bear good results."

Dai Meng's eyes were like gray crystals, and the waves flowed past the young man in front of her. She suddenly said seriously, "Thank you."

Master and apprentice looked at each other for a long time, and Xia Ji suddenly laughed.

He smiled softly.

Turn around, waved back, and shouted, "Before parting, I need to check your homework."

Dai Mengqi said: "What homework?"

Xia Jidao: "How about building a snowman?"

Dai Meng's eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips also lifted up, showing a happy arc, she ran over and shouted: "Okay, okay!"