Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 221: The vision rises from the north, and the wind and clouds roll to the south

The weather is getting more uncharacteristic.

As spring goes to the summer solstice, Xia Ji is holding a scroll and reading quietly.

Suddenly, he felt something, and when he looked up, he saw heavy snow on the lake.

Looking at the sky in the distance, there is a faint sound of lightning and thunder.

The thunder made an unprecedented loud noise, scaring the entire earth to silence, and then the world-destroying thunder and lightning woven into a net, falling from the sky, covering the earth for thousands of miles.

Xia Ji watched the red-tailed fish swimming uneasy by the lake, so he said gently, "Don't be afraid."

Now, he has nearly 20,000 dharmas.

All methods can sharpen one image, and now he wants to sharpen the second image.

But in this situation, he suddenly had a whim, and he put the booklet in front of his knees and looked up at the sky.

In July, it snows and thunders.

This is a vision that has not been seen in decades, and the weather has not been recorded in the local chronicles.

Xia Ji closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and calculated.

Although he hasn't learned the same level of divination as Xia Qingxuan's [Wanxiang Wangqi], he will eventually learn a lot.

And it is not troublesome to calculate this kind of vision of heaven and earth, and it does not need to pay too much price.

On the contrary, the kind of thunder that is considered a thunder in a silent place will bring about a short lifespan.

He first calculated with his fingers,

Then he took out three bronze coins from the storage space, tossed them six times, combined with the hexagrams of this world, and got a "quake hexagram".

His eyes swept over quickly, landed on the top six, and muttered in his mouth: "Zhen Susuo, look at the scorpion, and attack. The shock is not for his bow, and for his neighbors, no blame."

Then he took out the tortoise shell and figured it out.

Because his algorithm is not very good, after all, he did not pay the price, so he tried a few more times.

Fortunately, the signs brought by this vision of heaven and earth are very obvious, and the information obtained from several divinations is also very different.

Xia Ji couldn't tell what it was, but he was sure of one thing:

It seems that this vision of heaven and earth is not groundless, but something really happened in the north, or some character was born, and brought such a miracle, it seems to have nothing to do with him anyway.

However, in this era, who else can bring wonders?

Xia Ji was a little curious, but soon he shook his head, grabbed the book and continued reading, throwing some spirit grass to the red-tail fish from time to time.

Perhaps it was because he ate too much spiritual grass, and the scales of the fish with the enlightened intelligence turned golden red, shining and beautiful.

One person, one fish and one island, is to enjoy the peace day after day in this wonder of the world.

...

Because of his disciples, Xia Ji no longer has to do three meals a day by himself.

The disciples would not disturb the teacher. Only when the meal was delivered would they quietly stand beside Xia Ji and say a few words or ask a few questions.

Today's food delivery is Nian Ying. She is tall and beautiful. After she brought the plate, she put her hands on the pavilion pillars and looked like she was hesitant to speak.

Xia Ji said while eating: "Just say whatever you want."

Nian Ying said: "Teacher... I was only seven when I first came here, and now I am twenty in the blink of an eye."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Are you reminding the teacher?"

"No no no", Nian Ying shook her hands hurriedly: "I didn't mean that, I... I just wanted to ask if the teacher was waiting for her?"

She?

Xia Ji: ? ? ?

Which she?

He suddenly came to his senses. This disciple should be talking about Su Tian. Speaking of which, Su Tian has not been here for a long time. At first, Su Tian pretended to be her Taoist companion and was with her sweet and greasy.

But the longevity species is not a love species. After talking for a while, she found that the "deal" model was the most comfortable way to get along with herself, so she changed the way. After all, she seemed to be busy with something.

So, Xia Ji shook his head.

With a worried look, Nian Ying tentatively asked, "Does the teacher miss her?"

Xia Ji shook his head again.

Su Tian is a chess player. Even though she is sticky with you like a knee, like honey, just right to make you feel sweet and warm, she is still a chess player.

Otherwise, she wouldn't deserve to live in this era.

And such people will never put their feelings first.

In the past ten years, he has thought about this clearly, so naturally he will not think about Su Tian.

Nian Ying said: "Then why don't you go out for a walk, teacher?"

Xia Jiqi said: "I have been with my teacher for ten years, and I only took a break for more than two years when I came back. You and I went out again?"

Nian Ying said: "Maybe the teacher can meet someone who will accompany you all your life?"

Xia Ji finally understood what this disciple meant. She just watched herself grow old and felt that she should go out and find a confidante.

So, he shook his head again, "No."

Nian Ying didn't ask any more questions. She lowered her head and waited quietly for Xia Ji to eat. After eating, she packed up the dishes and left.

...

If you live in one place, time starts to fly by quickly.

Xia Ji is moving forward at an average of 10,000 skill beads in two years.

And if he has the experience, he will also put it into the book, and store it in the library in the lake.

And what he wrote would always make the seventy-two disciples run over to watch it immediately, even if they couldn't understand it, they would secretly transcribe it, and Xia Ji didn't care.

He thought that the force of this world could be improved, so that the gap between the mortal world and the aristocratic family could be leveled, and there were many people in the mortal world. This number is not comparable to that of the aristocratic family. A lot of outliers, and this is what he wants to see.

His heart is already at peace. For the aristocratic family and ancestors, it is no longer a narrow love and hatred, but a posture of a player who has calmed down and sits on the other side.

It has nothing to do with grudges, nothing to do.

It's just that the camp is different, the position is different, and the will is different.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed. Based on the age of the mortal world, Xia Ji is already thirty-six years old.

There is still one year left before the agreement with the Wu family.

And this is another snow season, and the snow is coming to the Chinese New Year.

Years later, a disciple finally came to bid farewell.

Now the disciples are divided into brothers and sisters according to the ranking.

According to the order, Feng Chuixue is the senior brother, and the disciple of the farewell is named Yu Long, ranking fifty-six.

He was born handsome and upright, a talented person, and his temperament is also humble, understanding of etiquette and proportions, and wearing rich and noble clothes is a personable and elegant son of Shijia, a character in the series of normal people.

Xia Ji had an impression of him, so he asked, "Has the realm broken?"

Yu Long knelt in the snow and said respectfully, "The bloodline has been awakened initially, and the three profound arts of the spirit and energy are still being cultivated."

"What bloodline?"

Yu Long kneeled and took two steps back, growling.

And his body began to swell and grow.

Between the snow foam flying, he has transformed into a giant snow leopard kneeling on his legs.

Even if it was kneeling, the snow leopard was nearly 30 feet tall, and its figure was far higher than the pavilion, and it was considered to be overlooking Xiang Xiaji.

Yu Long seemed to sense something was wrong and hurriedly crawled down outside the pavilion.

Xia Ji looked at his disciple. He was sure that the disciple could awaken his bloodline so quickly, and to such an unusual level, that the black fire he secretly mixed into the fire must have played a role.

What's more, he was "adding fire" every once in a while, so that "Black Fire" could maintain its original power.

He looked at the gigantic beast that crawls down more than thirty feet and more than ten meters, and suddenly asked: "How to attack?"

The snow leopard still maintains the features of a human face, and the human face said, "The disciple asked to stand up and show it."

Xia Ji nodded.

Yu Long just stood up. He is a standing snow leopard, with a terrifyingly exaggerated body shape and muscular skin, each of which contains terrifying energy.

One of his paws raised his hand to grab the toothpick-like knife around his waist.

As soon as he drew the knife, the knife suddenly showed a cold light, and it dragged nearly six meters along with his claws.

Obviously, this is a special knife, and the material is not bad. Those who can create this kind of knife are not a small force in the arena.

In the blizzard, the snow leopard grabbed the six-meter long sword, and suddenly disappeared in place, and then flashed out from time to time.

Xia Ji walked out of the gazebo.

Outside the pavilion, the snow stopped.

Taking a closer look, every snowflake in this area has been blocked by Yu Long's knife, so that there is an illusion that the snow has stopped.

Xia Ji was not shocked by this exaggerated force, he just watched quietly.

After a long time, Yu Long returned to his original state, but his original clothes had completely burst open, but when he changed back to his original state, Xia Ji threw out a velvet cloak and covered him.

Yu Long fell to his knees in the snow, feeling a little frightened and regretful, because he knew that the teacher seemed unable to awaken his blood, but it was a little bad for him to behave like this in front of the teacher.

Xia Ji returned to the pavilion.

For a long time, there was no sound.

Yu Long raised his head slightly curiously, and his bright eyes looked at the teacher, who was waiting at the desk to write.

He waited quietly.

I waited for about three incense sticks.

Xia Ji stopped writing and waved a stack of pages with his left hand. The pages passed through the wind and snow steadily and landed in front of Yu Long.

Yu Long hurriedly picked it up with both hands, and glanced at it, only to find that it was a practice.

After taking a closer look, her eyes widened.

Because this exercise was almost tailor-made for him, he couldn't find it himself, but today the teacher gave it to him.

These few pages, to him, are invaluable at all.

"Teacher!"

Yu Long knelt on the ground and bowed deeply, her eyes turning red.

Xia Ji smiled and asked, "Which girl?"

Yu Long said: "Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, I met her last year. She doesn't know my identity, she only says that I am a wanderer with no sect.

I am in love with her, but I kept pushing it because I was reluctant to leave. This year, I couldn't push it, because the owner of the village is choosing a good son-in-law, and he wants to choose a good husband for her.

She was waiting for me, but she couldn't wait too long, so my disciple came to say goodbye. "

Xia Ji said: "It's good to have affection. After you go out, you can't violate your morals, you can't kill your fellow students, you can't call yourself my disciple, and you can't use a lifeless knife again."

Yu Long: "Yes, Master."

Xia Ji said: "Go."

Yu Long didn't move, he hesitated, hesitating.

Xia Jidao: "Speak straight."

Yu Long then stammered: "Teacher...tuer...if you get married, can you invite your mentor to the wedding banquet, be my father, and be worshipped by me and her?"

Xia Ji said: "If I were here, I would come here in disguise."

Yu Long: "Thank you, my teacher."

After speaking, he kowtowed three more times, then got up, grabbed the shrunken long knife, wrapped his cloak, turned around, shook the snow, and walked away.

...

A few days later.

The Su family sent a disciple with a secret letter.

In fact, Xia Ji already knew the contents of the letter, because Ji Xuan had already told him everything.

Sure enough, the content of the letter was the same as what Ji Xuan said.

In short, Ji Xuan's experience is almost the same. In the early spring of this year, Lei Lu, the lord of Juye City, will die of illness, and King Qing will follow the script. With his temper, King Qing will definitely treat the people kindly. Put on the appearance of a wise man.

But next spring, the king of Qing will become cruel and ruthless. This is the time when a group of heroes will rise together, and Ji Xuan is also one of these heroes, but there are five great families, with imperial teachers and national teachers, and hidden emperors. Ji Xuan, who was assisted by the chief general, could not lose at all.

Ji Xuan will spend one year killing the Qing King, another three years to consolidate the south, and another year to directly proclaim the emperor, raising his troops to the north, and the second whetstone in the north - the original Xia Xian, the third prince of the great businessman, duel.

The "scripts" are all "written".

Xia Ji said, "I know", and the two disciples of the Su family went back. After all, the aristocratic family is full of spiritual energy and can live for 300 years. If you breathe for an extra minute outside, you will lose an extra two minutes of life.

After the disciples of the Su family left, Xia Ji grabbed the letter and thought about it in the dark.

He confirmed one thing again, it seems that the family is not fearless.

Otherwise, why go through such a process?

Everything is a coincidence.

Is this the way of heaven, or is it the way?

What is Tao?

What is the catastrophe?

What defines or influences the era?

The world is shrouded in mist.

He sat in the study and lit the candle to dispel the darkness.

She sighed with emotion, "This year has a lot to do."

First, the Wu family's appointment must be met. Second, Ji Xuan is coming back. Third, the Hua Miaoyu that the ancestor of the Lu family said should also appear.

The candles flickered, and the tears of the candles made a slight explosion...

And there were footsteps in the snow outside the courtyard,

The little stupid girl came crampedly holding the mutton soup.

Zhao Yange sat opposite Xia Ji and said, "Teacher, it's time for dinner."

...

...

At this time.

Besides Xia Ji, a second person also received this secret letter.

In the light, a small and exquisite lady with an elegant temperament has read the letter and lit it.

Ashes jumped in her eyes, and then she gradually fell into contemplation.

For a long time, she laughed self-deprecatingly.

Dong Xue turned mad, she grabbed a pot of strong wine, brought it to her red lips, and drank with her head raised, giving the impression that a pure woman was giving up on herself.

But she didn't give up on herself~IndoMTL.com~ She was just cornered.

Ru Mengxue gritted her teeth and softly spit out two words: "The family..."

Suddenly, the voice of a child shouting "Mom" came from the side hall, as if awakened from a nightmare.

That was the child she gave birth to the Qing King the year before.

A boy named Tang Long.

A girl named Tang Feng.

The expression on Rumengxue's face softened, but she did not enter the room, but let the two children cry outside. Sooner or later, they will need to adapt to a world without their own, so it is better to witness their own Get used to it, isn't it?

She is sitting in the dark, stroking her fingers on the table, thinking about something like this, her life has been ruined by the family, she hated the family, her tears have been shed, only blood is left, so her heart is still like water .

"Only one year left?"

Ru Mengxue murmured calmly to herself, and she grabbed another letter, which was from the Wu family. The Wu family knew that she was an important **** of the Su family in the Qingwang incident. The family does not deal with it, so this letter is a "letter of persuasion", and what it wants is that this former servant of the Su family "is in Cao Ying and has a heart in Han", helping the Su family on the surface, but secretly helping him in the Wu family.

Rumengxue did not burn the letter, but carefully put it into her arms, close to her body, and put it away, her eyes flashing with a touch of quiet madness in the deep winter.

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