Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 2: In 1)
The white fox looked up at the princess, who also recognized the white fox, "Xiao Bai..."
While speaking, the cold wind and snow outside the door plunged into the deep palace's Sutra Collection Pavilion, blowing out the candles behind the door, making the world a dark place.
Before Xia Xiaosu moved, she could hear a rustling sound from her side.
The white fox rushed into the pavilion in the dark, and lay lightly on the candlestick. With a flick of its paws, the candle flame reignited.
Between the light of the candle, Xia Xiaosu's back was thrown on the threshold in front of him, a little distorted.
The princess closed the door, and the white fox had already climbed onto the desk, and a mass of black gas exploded from his body. When the black gas re-condensed, it was a goblin with a white fox face and a girl's body.
But the white fox face turned a hundred and eighty degrees, revealing a cute and pink girl's face behind it. The girl closed her eyes tightly, opened it twice, and opened a pair of charming eyes. , looking at the princess, the girl held her cheeks and said in a delicate voice: "Little princess, people are here just to ask, is what you said really true?"
Although Xia Xiaosu has heard some weird stories, she has never seen such a picture, not to mention that in her mind this white fox is just a little fox that can't do anything about being caught by a beast, how can she be so big magic powers? The princess couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Bai, you..."
The little girl sat weakly on the desk and said softly, "Little princess, let me introduce myself again, Xiao Bai is my descendant, Hu Ling is also my descendant, I'm just an old fox. "
The old fox?
Xia Xiaosu finds it difficult to associate the old fox with the girl in front of her. She is pink and snow-white, with boundless beauty. She is dressed in safflower silk, wrapped in a short skirt of cloud brocade, bare legs and naked. With her small feet, her dew-like toes swayed the air back and forth. She supported her body with one hand and leaned in slightly, looking at her with a charming smile.
Xia Xiaosu asked: "Aren't you cold?"
The old fox: "Huh? It's all changed by the fur. The little princess looks cold. I'll just change my outfit."
While she was talking, the girl's body exploded into a black mist, and when it was solidified, she had changed from summer clothes to winter clothes, wrapped in a rich white fur with pockets, and her bare feet were also covered with velvet. The boots, the same soft and boneless, a push to fall flattery.
The little girl crossed her long legs and looked at the princess with a smile, waiting for her answer.
Xia Xiaosu already had the answer in her heart. In fact, she knew very well what the answer meant, but thinking of her brother's loneliness, she said directly: "I naturally think that as long as demons don't harm innocent people, then the world will It should be accommodated."
The corner of the little girl's lips twitched, and her smile widened.
She heard the subtlety of the princess's words.
Xia Xiaosu was not afraid of her either, she sat down at the table, looked at the little **** the right, and sighed softly, "But I'm just a princess who can't even control her own destiny. Married to the Turks, and there are so many refugees in the city, I can't do anything...
I saved Xiao Bai just because I felt sorry for him, and I never thought I would get anything. If you want to rely on me to change all this, it is not realistic. "
The little girl turned her head suddenly, the white fox faced her, and said in a hoarse and cold voice: "Little princess, do you know how many demons die in the hands of humans every year, and how many people die in the hands of demons? !?!"
Xia Xiaosu was startled, but her face remained calm, no longer shocked, then shook her head and said calmly: "I don't know."
The white fox said hoarsely: "Every year in this northern region, there are tens of thousands of demons who die at the hands of humans!!
As for us, we have long stopped eating people. Not only do we not eat people, but the juniors have read your book on human courtesy, faith, benevolence, and righteousness. But in the blink of an eye, the hunter would bring monks and officials and turn around to hunt us, just because our fur is valuable, and it can be sold for a lot of silver after peeling it and drying it.
Just because the guiding fox is psychic, if it is given to the dignitaries, it can make a good future.
Or the future doesn't count, it's just an instinct to please and show off.
There are also some juniors who read your stories and feel that there may be some romantic stories with the scholars. In the end, they went to the ancient temple and waited stupidly. They also transported the nectar of the demon tribe to help the scholars to refresh their minds. , After the scholar developed, he killed the junior and made a scarf for the newlywed lady with fur!
Such kindness repays vengeance, goodness is not rewarded, right? ! ! "
Xia Xiaosu shook her head.
The white fox face was cold and evil, and leaned in front of her, his head suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees again, revealing the face of a charming little girl, and his voice softened.
"As for you, little princess, you are kind and compassionate, and you are a true Bodhisattva, but your fate is so unfair to you. If you want to change, we also want to change. If you can accommodate our big business royal family, then... .We can only survive with your presence here. Is that okay?"
Xia Xiaosu nodded.
The little girl smiled and said: "The catastrophe is coming, everything will be killed, you and I can't escape, no one can escape, since the emperor has left this imperial capital, then you might as well be called emperor, our demon clan protects You, whoever refuses to accept will kill anyone, hee hee hee..."
To be an emperor?
Xia Xiaosu never thought about this, and she was stunned by the huge leap.
The little girl said: "Little princess, you can't escape. Although your elder brother has defended the imperial city, he can be called unparalleled bravery, but how can he turn the world upside down?
If there is no foreign aid, he will be imprisoned or even beheaded sooner or later. You are destined to be sent to the Turks and enter the wilderness. I heard that the Turkic king you are marrying is an old man. The rules of the Turks, when the old man dies, you have to marry his son, and when his son dies, you have to marry your grandson. If you are really old one day, you may be taken to be buried with you, hee hee hee Hee..."
The pale and desolate princess thought of the scene described by the white fox, and she was a little dazed for a while. She stared at the dancing candle flower in front of her, and she couldn't help falling into silence. She was only sixteen years old, and she should not endure this.
"The little princess thinks slowly, tonight or tomorrow night is fine, but time is running out." The little girl didn't rush her, just smiled charmingly, then twisted her body to her side, "As for me I was called Hu Xian in the past, but I thought about it and thought it was too blunt, so I added a new character and called me Hu Xian'er.
I haven't been out of the mountains for a long time. If it wasn't for this murder, I would still be an old fox in the mountains. The little princess slowly thought that if I did, my fate would be tied together. "
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At this time, on Mount Sumeru, Xia Ji saluted with his left hand, and the black Buddha light broke three feet across his body, constructing a dharma image of King Ming, which caused his body to swell in a large circle, far exceeding its original shape.
The face is angry, carrying a fierce fire, and holding a bright sword in the right hand, this sword can cut through three thousand troubles, showing the appearance of wisdom and light.
Luo Han held a golden long stick in his hand, and the shadow fell with the snow, bringing the majestic backlog in the sky, and slammed down together.
The airflow reversed, and the sky and the earth formed a small funnel in this blow, and everything was poured into this place.
Boom! ! !
King Ming's Faxiang suffered this blow and was actually shattered by two feet, while the 10-meter giant among the Frost Giants was only cut in half a foot.
But at this moment, Xia Ji's black bergamot had already pressed down on the golden long stick, his true energy circulated, and the shattered Dharma body quickly merged.
The golden long stick is about to be lifted.
The hand was pressed quietly.
The Dharma is the ultimate strength and the resonance with the heaven and the earth. At this time, the King Ming and the Luohan Dharma collided with each other, resulting in a muffled thunder and explosion. In the deep winter, it spread from the top of Mount Sumeru to all around go out.
It is common sense that there is no snow in summer and no thunder in winter, but at this time, the hunters at the foot of the mountain can't help but be shocked.
One lift, one press.
One press, one lift.
It's just a pause in two or three thoughts.
Xia Ji immediately took advantage of the momentum to rise into the air, and above the sky, King Ming held a bright sword.
His left hand clenched his fingers together and swept over the tip of the sword. Following this movement, nine rounds of scorching sun appeared on the sword of the bright sword one by one, adding to the dazzling splendor of the sword that was originally bright and shining.
After a thought, the **** of the left hand swept to the top, and the nine suns became one, and the tip of the sword suddenly burst into a great light and a great scorching heat.
These swords of light landed directly on Luohanjin's body, slashing a large wound of more than ten feet. The spirit of the monks in the formation faded, and the golden light of this golden body of Luohan was also slightly weaker.
Xia Ji didn't stop, and his body was strong, just like the emperor's dragon flying. The sword light lingered into a dazzling dragon, circling and splitting, leaving more and more wounds on Luohan's body.
After two or three readings, Luohan was already scarred.
And the eight-zhang golden body Arhat finally reacted. He opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily, "The golden body is immortal!"
Following this roar, the three hundred and twenty-four yellow-robed warrior monks in the formation were in a state of arrogance, while the eight-zhang Arhat golden long stick fell heavily on the ground, palms slammed together, and a lot of golden light rushed to the skin, It also accumulated in the skin, and those wounds cut by Xia Ji quickly recovered.
Xia Ji slashed two more times, but it seemed that he had slashed on an extremely hard material, and he could only enter another three feet or so. Considering the huge appearance of this Arhat, this level of defense was completely comparable to his. The immobile Ming Wang body is gone.
The mysterious array is indeed extremely mysterious. If it weren't for the strong geographical constraints of the two great arrays of Arhat and Demons in Leiyin Temple, these monks would be able to rely on this array to travel south and north, and be invincible.
In the first round, it was a draw.
...
The Arhat's skin is radiating hot golden light, showing the immortal golden body that is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and the accumulation of more and more, the more dazzling the Arhat, like the sun sitting in the clouds.
Until this golden light reaches its most dazzling moment.
"The Buddha's light shines!"
With the roar of hundreds of voices mixed into one, the Buddha's light all over the body of the spiritual Arhat shattered and erupted like a volcanic eruption!
The Buddha's light shines everywhere.
But these Buddha lights do not hurt anything, but have a powerful spiritual impact. Anyone who has a little evil thought or karma in their hearts will also ignite this Buddha light, thereby igniting the flames in the body.
This is a major feature of Leiyin Temple's attack method. Whether it is a magic weapon or an array plate, it is aimed at the karma of the target when it reaches a high place. At this time, the Buddha's light of the eight-zhang golden Arhat was like this.
It stands to reason that once this trick is used, no matter who it is, it needs to turn around and run. After all, who has no karma? Who has no evil thoughts?
But Xia Ji did not.
He has too.
Neither.
This is the benefit of Supreme Zen, which allows him to be in a state of mind that he wants without karma.
The monks hoped that the fire of the Buddha would ignite the demon.
Let his sins be purified.
Let him go to **** to repent and reflect.
But Xia Ji accepted it calmly and strolled leisurely in this Buddha's Light Karma.
On the other hand, because of the escape of the Buddha's light, the golden body of Arhat actually appeared dim.
If you are outsiders, you will not be able to see this dimness outside this dazzling brilliance, but if you step into this brilliance, it will burn.
But Xia Ji was in the brilliance, but he didn't burn, and he saw the dimness.
The prince of the Great Shang slammed into the air with one foot. The dark hand of the king of Ming held the great sword of bright and fierce fire. He held the handle in both hands, like an eagle that broke into the golden sea, and descended from the sky, piercing through the heavy Buddha light. .
The big sword was inserted into the dark body of the Arhat Dharma, but it could not enter after four feet.
Xia Ji looked down at the six hundred and forty-eight pupils in the golden body of arhats. Those pupils were now blended with the spirit of the golden body of arhats, and looked at him indifferently.
Xia Ji Yunli, the sword of the Bright Sword continued downward, but when it entered five feet, it encountered great obstacles and formed a balance.
Those six hundred and forty-eight pupils were vaguely mocking.
After a thought.
Xia Ji's hands showed the third dharma image.
Suddenly, the palm "swelled" eighteen times.
The eighteenth circle is the eighteenth floor.
Every floor has the illusion of a hundred ghosts walking at night.
All illusions are one.
King Ming, the sun, and **** are one.
The overwhelming power takes the sword of bright light to the end, and there is no obstacle!
Xia Ji's whole body sank from the chest of this Arhat. Once he entered it, it was like entering a golden ocean of karmic fire. If there is a trace of unrighteous thoughts here, his whole body will instantly burst into flames. A single thought is enough to set people on fire. exhausted.
In addition, there was a heavy golden **** attacking him.
The dharma and the dharma have produced crazy mutual crushing, the energy contained in each other is constantly squeezing, making a piercing roar of thunder, and running over each other produces a string of dazzling hot white light, and the energy generated Guanghua is even more soaring into the sky, and the light in the thick layer of flying snow that is like a robbery cloud is uncertain, and the sky for dozens of miles is also indefinite.
After a thought.
He shot out from behind the golden body of Arhat, and the aura around his body also dimmed a little. King Ming's black light was a little weaker, Jiuyang's vastness was also weaker, and Baigui Yexing's Senran was also weaker.
However, the whole body of the golden body Arhat was even more dim, and the spiritual energy of the monks had even more decadence.
The two sides fought very fast, and Luo Han obviously never thought that the karmic fire contained in this "Buddha Light" could not burn to Xia Ji, so he began to hurriedly put away the Buddha's light, intending to return to the skin again, forming a powerful immortal. golden body.
The thought of Arhat had just been born, and Xia Ji's second sword had penetrated his back again.
Boom!
The law crushes each other.
Winter thunder rolls in!
The sky is hot and white.
The heavy snow boiled, and for a while, fog, fire, ice and snow, and thunder, formed a mysterious area.
After thinking about it again, Xia Ji's chest was already broken. This time he gave up using the sword, but grabbed the torn scar on the Luohan's chest with both hands. The legendary power of , such as a long-suppressed strong spring suddenly exploded toward both sides!
Wow!
The wound expanded an inch further.
Two inches...
Three inches...
...
One foot...
More and more.
The wound is getting bigger and bigger!
But the golden light had already returned to the body of this Arhat. The powerful power of the immortal golden body healed the wound, but the pair of big hands pressed against the wound.
Both sides are stuck in a stick.
The wound healed an inch.
Those big hands ripped apart another inch.
The wound healed a foot.
The big hand ripped apart another foot.
Back and forth, endlessly.
The prince who confronted the eight-zhang Arhat with a mere seven feet of body was like a demon hanging high, and he was actually tearing up the Arhat!
...
Knowing Kong has been hiding behind a tree since the beginning of the fight, and Xia Ji has always been shocked.
The display of the triple dharma made him even more horrified.
This prince can still practice the ninth-level Tathagata meditation.
This kind of person who has both cultivation and martial arts, and has reached the peak, how many people in the world are his opponents?
However, manpower is sometimes exhausted. No matter how powerful an individual is, there is still a limit. Not to mention destiny, it can be captured by a powerful weapon of restraint.
And his Leiyin Temple has been able to continue to this day, completely following the destiny. The prince in front of him reversing his fate is a different kind, and the world does not tolerate it. Since it is not allowed, it is naturally against this day, the sky does not allow him, how can Leiyin Temple from him?
At this time, the prince and Luohan were in a state of balance.
As long as you go to break this balance, you can eliminate a big harm in the world!
Thinking of this, Consciousness used his body technique to move quickly and stood at a suitable position. He suddenly looked up to the sky and inhaled. He swallowed the surrounding snow that was dozens of meters in one breath. The breath entered his body, and his whole body swelled in a small circle. , and the monk's robe drummed to perfection.
"Evil! Demon! Outside! Dao!"
The four characters are stacked together, and it is actually one character and one heaven. The power brewing in each character is rising, just like the waves of the ocean, overlapping again and again, until the word "Tao" is spit out, the extremely strong air wave is like It gushed out like a substance, and directly hit Xia Ji's vest across a distance of more than 20 meters.
Although Xia Ji's body didn't tremble, this was the crucial moment for him to fight against the Golden Body Arhat. Such a blow was enough to make him stop.
In the second round, Xia Ji was slightly ahead, but was attacked and tied again.
...
Xia Ji let go of his hands, slapped his golden body with both hands, and crossed into the sky, standing on the ruined high pavilion hundreds of meters away.
And Luohan didn't chase after him either, just recovering quickly.
Xia Ji was also recovering. At the same time, he glanced sideways at Shi Kong, who was attacking, and didn't ask anything.
He already understood that if he asked "Why did the monk sneak attack", the monk would definitely say "everyone gets it and kills it", so he didn't ask.
It's just that during the confrontation just now, he suddenly thought of something.
Since the Demon Suppression Great Array ignores the body and locks the spirit, is it possible for the "Now Tathagata Zen" that he has now turned into a crimson skill bead?
Seeing that his assistance was effective, Shikong didn't dare to wait any longer. He stepped back and left the sight of the devil-like prince. After all, he was just a stronger ant on the battlefield. The eight-zhang golden body Arhat Dharma formed by the array is the main battle force.
...
The warrior monk among the Arhats took the time to recover, and looked at the "ant"-sized prince from afar.
A moment passed.
Arhat has not moved.
Xia Ji abruptly withdrew all Dharma signs.
The monks were stunned, wondering what the prince wanted.
In the confrontation just now, both sides have spent a lot of energy, and their energy has dropped a lot. Now is the time to recover. What is he going to do?
Under the curious eyes of the monks, Xia Ji took a step forward.
This step.
A round of Buddha Dharma images appeared behind him.
The Buddha is still sitting in the posture of sitting in a cross-legged position, with his feet up to the sky, and he is meditating on ignorance.
The left hand stretches down naturally, the fingertips hang down like snow clouds hanging in the sky, the palm of the right hand is outward, the fingertips are stretched up like a barrier to cover the sky, spread up and down, it is a seal of vows, symbolizing the Buddha's realization of the heart of all beings. And listen to the will of all beings, and make all the prayers of all beings fulfilled and fulfilled.
The Buddha's eyes are tightly closed, showing a peaceful and complete enlightenment, like sleeping like waking up, like reality like a dream.
Seeing this dharma, both the golden body Arhat and Consciousness couldn't help but pause for a moment. The real intention of the Tathagata was in front of them. Even if they wanted to continue to take action, they also needed to pray first, telling themselves "I It is to destroy the devil, not to attack the Buddha.” Otherwise, the Zen heart will be broken, and there is no need to fight again.
In this silent moment.
The Tathagata Dharma, suddenly opened his eyes.
The monks were shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief...
The Tathagata's eyes were not compassionate at all, but a blood-red evil.
A great shock surged out, and the rolling tide of demonic energy turned into a beast-like flood broke through the hearts of the monks!
Xia Ji smiled.
The Tathagata also smiled.
With this smile, all beings in a radius of a few miles are aware of his intentions, and they are all infected by his intentions.
This means, it is magic.
The Zen minds of the monks were impacted, and their consciousness was in chaos.
Although not broken, it is much weaker.
This weakness~IndoMTL.com~, combined with the weakness from the previous battle, which is double superimposed, makes the golden body of Arhats have a tendency to collapse.
The monks hurriedly gathered their minds and recited the Buddhist scriptures.
At this moment, Xia Ji had already transformed into a triple dharma.
King Ming, the sun, hell.
The prince held that bright sword, which was indefinitely bright and annihilated, the righteousness and evil were unclear, and the vacuum was unclear.
Boom! !
Arhat, shatter! ! !
The golden body shards shattered, sputtering all over the sky, like a broken phantom mirror.
And with this rupture, all the firefly-like golden light became dim, and then fell into the ground, and the three hundred and twenty-four yellow-robed monks also vomited blood, and their spirits were depressed to the extreme.
As soon as Xia Ji's toes landed, he swept out of the ground again, like a mad dragon passing dozens of meters, the big bright sword in his hand directly slashed through the consciousness not far away, and the consciousness has not yet reacted. Already headed elsewhere.
Xia Ji made a detour, and he turned back to the many monks and began to kill.
Blood.
Blood.
Blood!
Blood Creek!
River of blood! !
After a short while.
The **** carpet spreads out, and there is no one alive.
Xia Ji regained his strength, felt something in his heart, and then showed the Tathagata's Dharma image.
This time...
What was born behind him was a pale red Buddha statue, his face immersed in darkness, overlooking the ruined Leiyin Temple, and the gradually freezing blood river.
After a long time, a faint sigh came from the snow:
"I'm...still too weak."
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PS: The last scene is unexpectedly similar to the cover of the book...