Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 15: Fusion
In the royal arsenal, the black gas dissipated, and the animal-faced swallow-head serial armor hanging on the iron armor had disappeared, covering Xia Ji's body, the size was suitable, and it fit perfectly.
This magic armor, as well as the black halberd, are obviously not in the category of ordinary soldiers, but belong to the magical and fierce soldiers of this world.
Xia Ji once read in ancient books, saying that the reason why these magical soldiers are different from ordinary soldiers is that most of them have already conceived the germ of intelligence, like a fetus in the womb.
The fetus absorbs nutrients from the mother's womb in the first ten months of birth, and the intelligence of these magical weapons is naturally impossible to be born out of thin air, and they also need this "nutrition".
But most of the weapons of magic weapons cannot be "produced" because of insufficient nutrition. After all, most of the weapons in the world are "mortals". How can these ordinary people be worthy of nurturing the spirits of gods and demons? wisdom?
Therefore, the masters of magical weapons and weapons are constantly changing, and the germ of wisdom also absorbs very little nutrition during this change.
The so-called disturbing mind is actually nothing more than "fetal movement". The fetus is hungry and reminds its "parents" to get it something to eat.
But most warriors are weaker than spirit, how can they bear this kind of sound?
As a result, after the owners changed several times, most of the magical soldiers were lost in the long river of history, or they were sealed in some dark places, and the germ of wisdom also entered the eternal sleep.
Now...
Xia Ji awakened the big dark halberd, and the magic armor bound by the eighteen Sanskrit golden locks.
He recalled the information in ancient books about the identification of the Lord: Hold it, and bind it by blood.
In short, it means that you can hold it, and then drop your blood to recognize the master, but it is obviously not easy to hold, such as the big dark halberd, if Xia Ji has the power brought by the three Buddhas and Zen Spiritual strength, he has long been infused with demonic energy, so is the mysterious magic armor.
Xia Ji ejected two drops of blood.
Whoosh!
A drop of blood shot towards the beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, which was quickly absorbed like a drop of water into a sponge. The black smoke around the magic armor completely disappeared, and it turned into an extremely mysterious and heavy armor. Recognize the Lord.
Another drop of blood melted into the tip of the black halberd, but the black halberd did not change for a long time. Suddenly, Xia Ji felt a strong suction attached to the bleeding place of his right finger, as if he was about to **** it up. own blood, and the source of suction is the black halberd.
"Pride!"
He snorted coldly and grabbed the black halberd directly with his right hand. His palm was enlarged a few times, showing the dharma image of a hundred ghosts walking in the eighteen hells at night.
It's just that his hand only caught halfway, and the suction suddenly disappeared, and the devilish energy completely subsided. The Great Dark Sky Halberd tilted its "head" and fell obediently into Xia Ji's arms. Lord, so it turned into a dark and cold Zhangba halberd.
"Report ~~~~"
A retransmission of reports came from far away.
When Xia Ji walked out of the door of the royal armory, an elite guard was already half-kneeling at the courtyard gate, holding a letter in both hands.
The guard heard the movement and looked up at the direction of the arch. A majestic and unusual man was walking out of the door. His black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were calm, he was wearing a beast-faced chain armor, and he was holding a black halberd eight feet tall. , There is an abnormally contradictory breath from the whole body, like a Buddha like a devil, like a peerless murderer, but obviously he is the prince of the deep palace, this contradiction brings out a sense of shock, which makes the guards stunned.
It wasn't until Xia Ji walked in front of him that he woke up and hurriedly said, "Report to Marshal Qi, a letter from the front."
Xia Ji grabbed the envelope, opened it, looked at it, put it away, and said lightly, "Go on, frontline battle report, and timely feedback."
"Yes, Marshal!"
The shock in the guard's heart has not yet subsided. He bowed his head and bent back slowly, until he reached the corner before leaving quickly.
"It's already three hundred miles away, so the last Tongguan might be able to resist it for at most half a day?"
Xia Ji counted the time in his heart, and then walked into the harem alone. The Cloud Palace in the harem is the place of bliss on earth. The emperors of the Shang Dynasty have invested a lot of "wonderful ideas" in this Cloud Palace, and they are extremely extravagant. , which is the place where the emperor and the concubines play, and it is a forbidden place for all outsiders, even the prince.
The father-in-law who was guarding in front of the palace hadn't woken up yet, and when he saw the person coming, he shouted yin and yang from a distance: "Seventh Highness, you shouldn't come here, although many of the empresses in this harem failed to follow the emperor. Leave, but it's all your elders, you need to greet each other when you meet. And this Yunxiao Palace is a place only the emperor can enter, you come here, Yuli..."
Before he finished speaking, a gap suddenly appeared in his neck.
Xia Ji retracted the black halberd, and without looking at the blocking eunuch, he strode past, and the wound on the eunuch's neck suddenly made a "chuchu" sound, which was blood gushing out.
How could the blood flow be so intense?
Only because of a strong suction on the black halberd.
Within a few steps, the eunuch's entire body had turned into a pool of blood, and the most essence of blood in his body had turned into a red snake and drilled out of his neck, jumped into the air, and was sucked into the black halberd. The black halberd tasted delicious, There was a soft moan that was mixed in the wind and snow.
Xia Ji stood in front of the gate of the Walking Cloud Palace. The gate was entirely made of colored glass, and the engravings on it were even more extravagant. He looked at it and pushed it open.
If you don't step on the etiquette, how can you overturn this predetermined destiny?
In the Yunxiao Palace, there was a group of beautiful palace maids who were arranging flowers and painting. When they heard the movement and saw the people coming, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Xia Ji said directly: "Put warm water in Tianchi, and then light 30,000 sandalwood sticks."
The palace maids also knew how the situation was now, so they put away their panic, didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly bowed their heads to do it.
Jiulongtou began to spit out the gurgling hot springs, and after a while, 30,000 sandalwood incense sticks were ignited one by one.
Xia Ji took off his armor, but the armor turned into a puff of black smoke and wrapped around him again. Xia Ji couldn't help but smile.
"It's really a magic armor that is psychic." He patted the beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, as if talking to a person, "Stay by yourself first."
The magic armor was automatically removed, turning into a black smoke and falling on the edge of the Nine Dragons Tianchi ~IndoMTL.com~ and the black halberd was also put aside.
The thirty-three rosary was also put together, but before I put it down, it was pushed away by a black qi, far away from the magic armor and the black halberd...
Xia Ji burned incense and bathed in this extravagant Tianchi, and his spirit was extremely relaxed. In the past two days, he flipped through many books, and many skill beads that could be refined appeared in his Primordial Spirit.
There are many white ones, many green ones, and only a few blue ones.
Most of these skill beads are second-rate and third-rate exercises on the rivers and lakes, and even if they reach the ninth level, they are nothing.
Skill beads are suspended one by one and arranged.
Criss-cross.
Xia Ji swiped over each skill bead, and some beads sank, while others were still hanging.
Half an hour later, he had just one hundred skill beads in his Primordial Spirit.
The young prince took a deep breath, and in an instant, the gods had no thoughts, all cause and effect, and future wars were all gone, and the supreme Zen mind rose up, like the spirit of a great river. The power made his whole person filled with an unspeakable mystery, like a **** like a demon.
And when his spiritual power reached the highest level, he used these hundred skill beads at the same time.
After the white, green, and blue skill beads shattered in his Primordial Spirit, they should have turned into a stream to cover his whole body, so that his heart, his skin, muscles, and internal organs could all receive it. Corresponding to the transformation of the ninth layer of skill beads.
But no.
Because at the moment of fragmentation, three great Buddha Dharma images suddenly appeared around him, surrounded him in the shape of a character, the Buddha's hand turned into a finger, and the three fingers pointed to the center of the prince's eyebrows, past, present, future, great wisdom and great meditation, The many broken skill beads between Xia Ji's eyebrows were driven by this powerful spiritual force and began to slowly merge.