Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 147: The new king is dead, and the day is replaced by another day

Chapter 150 147. The new king is dead

Next, Xia Ji and King Tianjiao walked through this large-scale stage show with their professional actor qualities as if they were going through the process:

Act 1:

The disciples of the Su family fought fiercely against the evil Jiaojing, but they couldn't stand the Tianjiao King secretly making an assassination attempt.

According to the agreement, the Tianjiao King helped Xia Ji kill nine children of the Su family, but only Su Ze was not killed.

Act 2:

Under Xia Ji's "rage", he flew down from the Seven Stars Altar to avenge the children of the Su family, and dropped his sword.

According to the agreement, help the Tianjiao King behead all the evil Jiaojing, and also save Su Ze. Su Ze was grateful.

Act 3:

Xia Ji returned to the Seven Star Altar, and the dark clouds in the sky were broken, and the tsunami on the coast of thousands of miles had also receded. And knelt in the direction of the Seven Star Altar of Changlong Peak.

Lei Lu, Qing Wang and the others were really shocked and bowed to each other.

Act 4:

Xia Ji floated away with Su Ze, sighing and said, "I don't know that these monsters are so rampant, they actually killed my Su family's children." Su Ze saw the whole process, and he still had lingering fears at this time, while thanking Xia Ji , While saying that this kind of disaster is inevitable, he will definitely explain it for Mr. Feng.

After finishing the pipeline show.

Xia Ji returned to the manor on Jinghu Lake and continued to live in seclusion, while Su Ze returned to the Su family to report.

Autumn has arrived.

The killing is getting closer.

Xia Ji read books every day and painted rosary beads. In the early morning of one day, the embryonic spirit of thousands of miles of fog was also "born". The entire Jinghu Lake was covered by heavy fog, which did not disperse for seven days and seven nights.

Perhaps because of the spread of the name of the immortal, the periphery of Jinghu became busy with traffic. At first, it was only the talented ladies and dignitaries who visited the immortals to find him.

Afterwards, many common people, even businessmen and knights, came from thousands of miles to pay homage to his manor outside Jinghu, as if he was a living god.

Climbing to the Seven Stars Altar and doing the same thing, you will be freed from natural disasters and floods. Isn't this a god?

Mirror Lake used to be quiet, but now it has become as lively as the center of the imperial capital.

Originally there was only the smell of green leaves and safflower, but now there is a lot of incense.

The ground was originally dust, but now there is a lot of incense ash.

The most important thing is that these people come to worship once and they will worship a second time.

More and more strange word of mouth spreads.

"The Immortal Jinghu is very spiritual. Since I worshipped the Immortal, my business trip has been smooth, and I have never encountered a robber again."

"It really worked."

"I prayed for my daughter last time, but within a few days my girl gave birth to a big fat boy for me. I came to repay my wish."

"No matter what, it's always right to come and worship the immortals first. Every request will be answered, and I'm here today to repay."

"Immortal, please give me a..."

In fact, Xia Ji did nothing, but the reputation of the "Mirror Lake Immortal" Feng Nan Bei had spread throughout the Southern Dynasty.

One is that he showed a "miracle" in front of everyone, and the other is that Ru Mengxue helped to build momentum. When King Qing was building for himself and Lei Lu's sage, he had to bring Feng Nan Bei.

After coming and going, the name of Jinghu Immortal is like the sun.

...

There is no future person in the Su family, and Xia Ji doesn't know An Rongrong's current situation.

He returned to the palace several times.

Sure enough, the fire disaster has come from the west,

As a result, a large number of aliens were displaced and ran to the Central Plains, accompanied by a lot of chaos.

Xia Xiaosu dealt with all this in a daze, accepting those who were willing to surrender, and killing those who were unwilling to surrender. She settles those people. But the strange thing is that the Su family did not send people from the eleventh realm to attack him.

Xia Ji made several shots as King Shenwu, creating the illusion that "King Shenwu has been in the palace", and then returned to the lake manor.

...

Xia Xiaosu was still very busy during the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and almost lost her busy head.

Xia Ji waited until midnight before the queen hurried back and had a reunion dinner with him with a heavy heart.

Xia Ji didn't take it seriously, it wasn't alienation, but she already had her own way.

...

In late autumn.

Rumengxue succeeded in ascending the throne, Tang Qing married her as a concubine, and the wedding was grand. The Lord of Giant Industry City, Lei Lu, sent someone to invite him to witness the marriage, but he refused.

Life is simple and uneventful.

Unknowingly, he had already assembled 10,000 skill beads, and he had also carved out three strings of three thousand worlds that could be turned into Buddha kingdoms in the palm of his hand.

He tried to fuse the ten thousand skill beads a few times, but he still lacked a chance and could not succeed.

The Black Dragon Codex is a deep golden skill bead, driven by a small black dragon energy, it can not only transform the black dragon to attack, but also can wrap the black dragon around itself for defense. It has more functions than the golden silver dragon code. stronger.

...

Winter is finally here.

In a snowy day.

The Immortal Jinghu walked out of Jinghu Lake and came to Tianyu Mountain with the little Taoist boy.

The cold weather froze people along the road.

"What are we doing here?"

"Wait for someone important."

"Who?"

"The founder of the next millennium dynasty."

This is an appointment time.

Xia Ji built a grass hut on the top of Tianyu Mountain, where he flips through books every day, engraves rosary beads, and fills up his hole cards all the time.

Han Lang is not idle, he is carving a token magic weapon every day, but the speed of his token making is much slower than Xia Ji.

The two waited at the top of the mountain for another seven days.

Han Lang asked: "Why hasn't the new prince come yet?"

Xia Ji: "Wait."

So, the two waited for another three days.

Xia Ji had a strange feeling in his heart.

"You wait on the mountain, I'll look around."

After saying that, Xia Ji stepped out and headed down the mountain like a volley.

I don't know if it's destiny or destiny.

He found the corpse of a young man in the grass at the foot of the mountain.

With a move in his heart, he took out a drop of blood from the corpse, and then grabbed a jade bottle from the storage space.

Raise your hand and take a breath.

A drop of blood also flew from the mouth of the bottle.

This is the method that the family told him to verify the new king. The people who are both destined to be attracted will naturally attract each other.

The new king was not set up by them at will, but was calculated by the ancestors that "the son of destiny will come to Tianyu Mountain this winter", so Xia Ji only needs to wait in advance, and then take the test when the test is passed. Can.

At this point,

The two drops of blood were held in the palm of Xia Ji's palm, floating in the air.

Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, he thought too much.

How could the Son of Destiny die like this?

Probably not yet.

However, this thought flashed to him,

The two drops of blood that had no blood relationship in the air suddenly moved, moving faster and faster, and then glued together, shining with some mysterious light.

Even Xia Ji was stunned for a few seconds.

He quickly sent the drop of blood into the jade bottle.

Void drew a life talisman, and then hit the boy in front of him, it was useless.

He continued to paint, and he continued to paint five paintings, one after another into the young man's body.

As long as the six-path life talisman continues, as long as the breath is not dead, it can be saved.

However, the boy is indeed dead.

Xia Ji stretched out his hand, but his neck was twisted.

He continued to investigate and found a small cloth bag in the boy's arms, but the bag was empty, apparently originally storing money, but it was stolen.

Is this an encounter with a mountain bandit?

Xia Ji looked at the sky in amazement.

God, are you playing with me?

He closed his eyes and thought about it carefully. Tianyu Mountain was on the verge of the East China Sea. If he hadn't rescued the people and had not receded the tsunami, the place would have been submerged by the sea long ago, and there would be no people left at all.

But because the tsunami left early, there are still people living here, and this place is in a chaotic area, so there are still bandits and bandits running around to commit crimes.

So, the bandit who shouldn't exist in the original timeline appeared, and then robbed the Son of Destiny, and even killed people?

The family is right, he is indeed an anomaly.

Now, this anomaly, has killed the Son of Destiny unintentionally?

Xia Ji felt hot when he touched the body.

He suddenly let go of his consciousness, and after a brief search, he felt that someone was spying on the southeast.

...

The peeping man was burly and powerful, with a gray turban wrapped around his head and a thorn iron stick in his hand, who was lying on the back of a gray snow-covered tree.

This person is ready to rush over when he sees another person coming.

But as soon as he moved, he was pulled by a shrewd little man beside him.

"Look carefully, this time it's not a fat sheep."

"Why not?"

"Look at that aura, it's completely high... where is the person? The person was just there, why did he suddenly disappear?"

The shrewd little man was startled.

When he regained his senses, the man who was still far away suddenly appeared beside him.

The burly mountain bandit reacted very quickly, grabbing the iron rod and dancing out a whimpering wind.

Bang.

The iron rod was smashed, and the burly mountain bandit only felt that he had hit a ball of lightning, and the terrifying power was fed back from the iron rod.

Kakkaka.

His bones start with the bones of his hands, and his entire body is shattered by the force of this feedback.

Another savvy mountain bandit looked dumbfounded.

Before he could react, he was grabbed by this terrifying person, far away.

After a few seconds,

Xia Ji threw the bandit in front of the boy and asked, "Tell me."

The gangster's face changed greatly.

Xia Jidao: "Don't worry, I have no relatives and no reason."

The bandit then kowtowed: "Master, I have an old man..."

"Say."

The ice-cold and biting voice made the bandit tremble, and he said: "This young man was climbing alone, and my brothers naturally robbed him, but my brother's shot was not serious and he broke his neck with a stick. "

Xia Ji asked, "Did he say anything?"

The mountain bandit recalled, "If I said..."

"Speak up."

"He said a lot of crazy things before he died, saying that Ji Xuan was guided by the gods and came here to find someone who could help him. He will never die, he will never die."

As the bandit spoke, he took out a small cloth bag from his arms, "He... all his things are here."

Xia Jidao: "To tell the truth, I am the guard of this young master. Now that he is dead, I can't deal with him. There are many people in your cottage. If you have more, please recommend me to join the team."

The little bandit stunned: "There is no cottage, just the two of us..."

Xia Ji nodded, relieved, he could recognize that the bandit was not lying, so he killed the bandit with a single blow.

His last hope was also shattered. The Son of Destiny was really dead, and the corpse was rapidly freezing.

So what?

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly bent down and picked up the young man, then quickly headed to the top of the mountain.

Maybe there is another way.

His heart beat a little faster.

Xia Ji was like a gust of wind, and it didn't take long for him to reach the top of the mountain.

Han Lang is sitting in the snow to carve the token.

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps in his ears. He turned his head and saw the powerful immortal rushing towards him with a touch of... anxious?

"Quick, take him away!"

Xia Ji urged.

Han Lang: ? ? ?

Xia Ji didn't speak, but quickly wrote on the ground "He is the person I waited for, but an accident happened and he died. Although he died, he must live, so you immediately seize the house. "

Looking at this line of words, Han Lang felt his heart beat faster.

As a half-dragon who has been bathed in incense for thousands of years, he naturally knows what it means to be "the founder of a thousand-year dynasty".

But why did this destined child die?

Xia Ji urged: "There's no time."

Banlong nodded. Before he was controlled by Xia Ji, he was only standing on the periphery of the killing robbery. Now this seizure is an instant into the center of the killing robbery, but it is also the greatest opportunity.

He pointed to the center of the corpse's eyebrows, and the Yuanshen fluctuations came.

Suddenly...

Han Lang let out a shrill scream.

Xia Ji put his hands up and hurriedly propped up the soundproof air hood. After looking closely, he saw that Han Lang's eyes turned white, showing a painful appearance.

If you want to take the Son of Destiny and bear his life, even if it is just a corpse, it is extremely difficult, which involves unknown fate and luck.

Xia Ji waited quietly. He could feel the progress of Banlong through the contract. Although it was difficult, it was still progressing.

Gradually, Han Lang fell down softly, and the boy who was originally a corpse twitched like a ghost.

After a long time...

The boy finally stopped struggling and opened his eyes weakly.

Xia Ji took out a few precious life-saving medicine pills from the storage space and put them in his mouth, and then extradited him by luck to help him recover.

So busy for a long time.

Only then did Banlong slowly regain his calm. He smiled wryly: "Fortunately, I have a thousand years of incense power, otherwise this time I will die without a doubt."

"Did it work?"

The half-dragon nodded: "Successful, I can feel the infinite and strange potential in this body, but my own strength is all gone. I am also completely trapped in this body, after that I really That's him."

Xia Ji has a strange feeling in his heart.

The Son of Destiny was killed by himself, but he happened to have a half-dragon beside him that could occupy the body of the Son of Destiny. It's not enough to change someone.

One drink and one peck, so the number is fixed.

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"From now on, you are the real dragon and the emperor, and you don't need the power of a half-dragon."

The two looked at each other.

Long silence.

Xia Ji continued: "Your name will be Ji Xuan from now on, you were hit by a bandit when you entered the mountain, and you forgot a lot of things.

You come to the top of the mountain to worship me as a teacher, and I will pass on your little black dragon energy and the black dragon code, and at the same time pass on your various knowledge. "

The young man sat for a long time and finally accepted the current situation.

Xia Jidao: "We still have a lot of time."

"What are you going to teach me?"

"Major course, acting."

(End of this chapter)