Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 25: Education, no class, 2 phases, 1 emperor and 1 queen
"The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and the enemy of the enemy is also a friend.
To make friends, couples on the bed, from the appearance, it is not lively and chatting, and I love you and I,
But how many are two-hearted?
This is the case with good friends and couples, not to mention the sect?
How can there be a single piece of iron in the world?
In the final analysis, it is still balance, or the east wind that ignited the fire has not come.
Now that five hundred years have passed, we have gained new strength and reached a new level, and we are Dongfeng.
For us, time is everything. Before more people can master this new power, we must completely overturn the balance of power and change everything, even if the blood flows into the sea and the bones pile up like mountains. "
"Report to the emperor, the three kings have come out, but the king died in the Confucius Temple..."
"How did he die?" In the darkness, the voice became more emotional.
The Fourteenth Realm is completely different from the previous realm. Maybe there are still leapfrog challenges before the Fourteenth Realm, but the Fourteenth Realm is a gap between heaven and earth.
Those who have not entered the Fourteenth Realm cannot even break the "defense" of the Fourteenth Realm, let alone damage.
Unless, the other party is also in the fourteenth realm, so that they are drawn to the same battlefield again.
"Reporting to the emperor, the Master manifested himself, and killed King Cheng in seconds." The speaker was also a little unbelievable.
"The Master appeared holy? How did the Master appear? What did King Cheng do?"
"The subordinates have checked... but they are just ants who want to sweep away some obstacles, they are all mortals..."
The darkness fell silent.
"How did the Master appear holy, and how did he kill him?"
"The white air is good for karma, the holy image is ten thousand feet tall, and the cloud picks up the knife.
One cut,
That is to kill all the disciples including King Cheng.
This information was obtained from the surrounding mortals. "
In the darkness, there was a slight tap on the table, apparently someone was thinking.
The subordinates of the observance were kneeling outside the steps, daring to stand up and look at him.
The world only knows that Fenghua Wangzong has "three kings", but they don't know that there are "two images, one emperor and one queen" after these "three kings".
These two characters do not belong to the Fenghua King Sect, but behind the scenes of this sect, they are not at the same level as the king at all
As for the emperor and the queen, they are above the two.
The emperor is in the world and rules all the mortal kingdoms in the west north of the 100,000-mile Bantian Mountain. A letter can drive all the sects and all the scattered people in the west.
Whoever wants to live will live, and whoever wants to die will die.
This is "Emperor".
This is the person sitting on the dark high platform at this time.
This is what's behind this invasion of the East.
There are rumors in the sect that two hundred years ago, if the "Emperor" and the "Queen" were not just practicing in a nightmare and just missed the era of the Demon Lord's slaughter, it would be unknown who would die.
After a dream for more than two hundred years.
The emperor had a great dream, but it was actually four hundred years later.
Now waking up, it's even more of a heaven-sent opportunity to break through the fourteenth realm.
Therefore, the emperor came from the west to unify Yunzhou with the inappropriate power of heaven and earth at the beginning of this new killing calamity.
"The holy image is so great that the cloud picks up the knife?"
The emperor pondered for a long time and said, "Get up, let me go and worship in person."
"But the emperor is not going to..."
"It's okay, don't delay, if you see it, it will be a blessing.
A hatred in my life is to hate Gu who was never born 1,500 years ago and had a hand with the Master. "
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Shen Queshan, in the late autumn, when the yellow leaves are rolling in the sky, a man in a purple-red embroidered gold dress sits in the imperial chariot, with only two monks behind him. The two monks are expressionless like puppets. , just one with the spear and the other with the shield, behind him.
The emperor falls to the ground.
The man stepped down from the chariot. His long and narrow eyebrows pierced into his temples.
Walking, majestic, like a demon, like a god,
The clothes are spotless and dust-free,
He couldn't help but be impressed, but he didn't need to say a word, he knew that he was not on the same level as this person.
"Emperor, the Confucius Temple is in front."
"Hmm."
The man responded.
Then he took a step forward, the wind swirled, and all the dust in front of him was completely removed, but he did not push people down to death, but he felt that these people should not be standing with him.
He didn't mean to despise anyone, because he didn't see them at all.
So it's not that I don't deserve it, it's that I shouldn't.
He went up the steps, and with every step, everything in his body was pushed away by the force. When he reached the ancestral hall where the incense was flourishing, everyone in the ancestral hall hurriedly left, leaving an empty hall.
A jade statue of the Confucius looking at the world gently.
The man grabbed in the void and took out three incense sticks,
The tip of the incense burns spontaneously, and the incense goes up.
The man bowed and said solemnly: "The dead are the greatest, I will worship you.
If you live, I will kill you.
Since you are a myth of 1,500 years ago, why haven't you lived these 1,500 years, making me laugh?
The image of the temple is not out of date. If it is moved to another place, I will... replace it. "
After that, the man bowed respectfully twice, as if he was not worshiping the Master, but himself.
After praying, he put his hands behind his back and waited quietly.
An empty temple.
A jade statue.
A man.
It was so stagnant for two incense sticks.
The man turned around and left with a big laugh. After the chariot of God, he looked around and said, "Go on and tell them to kill whoever they want, but if they come across the Confucius Temple, they will walk up the mountain, burn incense and pay homage, and let three people points.
If they ask why, tell them, in this world, only the solitary can ride the chariot and go to see the myth of 1,500 years ago. In this Confucius Temple, only the solitary can hold a penny. Show some respect. "
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"Sir, sir, are you leaving?"
The little girl ran to the stone table and half-kneeled on the stone chair opposite the boy to raise her body a little, so that she could look at the prince opposite.
"Why are you calling me Mr.?"
"You...look like a teacher who teaches. If you read books every day, you must be able to teach people, right?"
"No, he's just an ordinary scholar."
Xia Ji has been staying at Dai's house in Shui'an City for several days. He searched everywhere, but there was no follow-up discovery about the black pool.
Now it's time to leave.
The little girl said: "Mr. is not an ordinary scholar."
Xia Jiwen smiled and said, "Did I teach you?"
"It's taught. A few days ago, I saw that Mr. passed away and didn't take me with me. I'm sad."
"Can I still teach you?"
What the two of them said must sound inexplicable to outsiders, but it is actually very reasonable.
"Mr. gave me a ray of infuriating energy and helped me break through. I'm very happy. Mister thought I didn't know, but I actually did. Mister was the first person to help me."
"Mengmeng, then I will teach you a good word, would you like to inherit it?"
The little girl stared wide-eyed and looked at the prince opposite.
The warm young eyes seem to be able to see through everything, no matter how concealed, how secrets, it seems that the truth can be reflected in those eyes.
Under the gaze of those eyes, it makes people feel as if they have never been clothed or even skinned, and they can see people's hearts directly.
"I...can I be taught by you?"
"Teacher, how can you classify and teach? If you want, I can."
"You really know me..." The little girl was suddenly agitated and fluctuated strangely.
But before she could go on, the prince on the opposite side had already stood up.
The fifteen-year-old boy stood beside her, gently stroked her long hair, and said gently, "I know."
The little girl suddenly let out a weird low laugh.
Jie Jie...
Jie Jie Jie...
The laughter is eerie.
In an instant, the Dai family's ancient mansion showed a biting cold, and a heart-pounding infiltration floated.
A creepy voice sounded: "I meant to..."
She was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.
"Don't say it, if you don't say anything, if you don't do something, it's not wrong if you keep it in your heart."
"You really know?"
The little girl suddenly turned her head and looked up at the young man's face. She pushed back the long hair that covered her face, revealing not her face, but a terrifying black pool.
That face has no eyes, no nose, no mouth. Some of them are shrunken human faces that wailing silently. They are flowing corpses and limbs. They are the silent abyss without light. and understanding of the picture.
She thought she would scare the gentleman.
And Mr. will be like everyone who has seen her face and gone mad, crying, crawling out with snot and tears, then talking nonsense, and dying in madness.
She thought that even if the husband was strong, he would immediately show his vigilance, and then turned his face like a face, shouting "Evil demons heresy, everyone will be punished".
She thought the husband would be angry, questioning, blaming, fearful, afraid,...
She's used to it, she's used to it.
But no.
Xia Ji smiled, hugged her tenderly, and said softly, "Be my disciple."
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Xizong is coming from the east, and many things are being implemented one by one.
The real sect invasion is not as imagined, and it is enough to do it directly.
In the darkness, someone apparently took Yunzhou 100,000 miles to the north of the Bantian Mountain as a chessboard, and was making a move, a palace, and a meal.
Press down the loose people, because the loose people are loose and cannot be united without power.
Accept the heart of the sect, support those who have dissent from the original sect, and then control it.
It is possible to directly intervene in the rule of the sect. Of course, it can be suppressed by means of a momentary force, but the people who suppress it will eventually leave. How to reach the Fourteenth Realm will eventually be slowly lifted, so what will happen then?
Is there nothing else on my mind except killing?
So, using the original people of the sect to control the sect, even if there is a riot, it is completely under control.
The invasion of the Western sects was done step by step, but because of the existence of the Fourteen Realms, it showed a tendency of attendance, like a torrent of unbridled oceans, slapping this territory that had not had large-scale wars for more than 200 years.
And stealthily, devouring the hapless monks.
To die is to die.
At this point...
Oriental,
Wan Jianzong is negotiating with the other six major sects that dominate the mortal forces.
"The Western invasion is enough to fight back. Are we really afraid?"
"It seems that two hundred years ago, the Demon Venerable hadn't killed them yet. If the Demon Venerable wakes up this time, he will definitely teach them a good lesson."
"Haven't you heard that... the other party is a powerhouse from the Fourteen Realms?"
"The Fourteenth Realm...how is it possible? How did he ascend?" Someone said carelessly, expressing doubt.
But no one picked it up.
The hall fell silent.
Some people took a sip of tea, some coughed once or twice, and some looked down at the sword in their lap, but no one spoke.
This is not groundless, it is true.
What's more, it's been a long time since the fourth killing robbery. In recent days, there have been strange disappearance cases one after another, and they are no longer limited to the vicinity of Fenghe Village, but are blooming in many places.
In this case, there should be an opportunity to ascend to the Fourteenth Realm.
The fact that they didn't find it doesn't mean others didn't.
It depends on luck. To put it bluntly, it depends on luck.
Wan Jianzong suddenly said: "Why fear? The battle is over.
If the mortal dynasty encounters an invasion, it still understands the principle of subjugation and extinction, and still knows resistance,
Are our sects going to be obedient? "
"How to fight? What if the opponent comes to the Fourteenth Realm...?"
Suddenly another person said: "I propose that mortals also participate in this war.
There are many of them, so you can scout around.
They have generals, gather hundreds of thousands of troops, and activate the bloodline with multiple fires, so the blow they wield is also extremely powerful.
Anyway, there are a lot of mortals, and it's okay to die. Let them kill the opponent's strength. If we make another move, we can fully exert our home field advantage.
In this way, what about the fourteen realms of convenience? As long as we delay for a long time, after we know how to step into the Fourteenth Realm, we can turn from defense to counterattack. "
As soon as everyone thought about it, some people began to agree.
"That's a good idea."
Someone said again: "Is it... a bit cruel? After all, mortal life is too fragile."
The voice just fell, and someone retorted: "What's the matter, anyway, they didn't die in battle, they may have died elsewhere,
If you don't die elsewhere, it's only a life span of less than a hundred years,
I don't know what an era is, just like a mayfly that lives and dies in the morning, I don't know what the spring and autumn are.
It is an honor for them to participate in the sect war and die to protect the Eastern Territory. "
"Makes sense."
"Although mortals are ants, the more ants they have, the more powerful they are. Even if those people from the Fourteenth Realm are killed, it will take a long time to kill them, not to mention that we are fighting in secret."
"Good."
Right now.
A cold and arrogant man sitting in Wanjianzong suddenly said, "No."
Everyone looked at him and saw that he was the second most powerful man in the Wanjian Sect, and Du Bai, the senior brother of the former sect master.
Although Du Bai's light was blocked by Demon Venerable, he was still very strong,
The power of the black industry is like a mountain,
When everyone's karma was only condensed into a ball, once he made a move, it was like carrying a mountain on his back, and his strength was crushing.
As soon as he spoke, the others fell silent and listened to him.
Du Bai said: "This is the battle of my sect, why are mortals involved?"
Some other sect sect master said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, this is not right. Haven't our sects sheltered the mortal dynasty on weekdays? At this time, something happened, let them take care of it together, right?"
Du Bai said: "No."
"Why?"
Du Bai is weaker than words, not good at justification, but just said lightly: "It's not why, it's not right."
"Oh..."
The sect master smiled and shook his head: "How can there be no bloodshed in war?"
Du Bai said: "You asked them to die."
"Hehe, fellow Daoist, as a detached person, actually..." He paused, glanced around, and suddenly laughed, "Everyone in Wanjianzong no longer seems to agree with the sect's detached position. Ah, sect, it has always been beyond human feelings."
Du Bai said: "But not without humanity."
The suzerain asked, "The daoist seems to be getting more and more confused. Mortals and we are no longer the same species! What about human nature?"
Du Bai stood up abruptly, obviously this had collapsed.
However, in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there are also many disciples with their eyes lowered, obviously agreeing with the other party's concept.
It's very simple.
Imagine that one day you will not only live forever, but also be powerful, then...you can enjoy the world without restraint? Do you ever think that others can be the same as you?
No.
You will only stand on the moral high ground, find all kinds of reasons for yourself, and then do what you seem to be glamorous, but in fact you are bullying the weak and satisfying your own desires.
If someone exposes it, you don't say this, and just argue a few words, you are not like me, the world is the strong prey, not the Virgin Mary or something.
This is the imperceptible, unacknowledged evil of human nature.
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"I'm not supposed to be human."
"Why?"
"No one will think I'm human..."
"Do you want others to decide what you are?"
"I...what are you going to teach me?"
"Teach you kindness."
“Why did you teach me?”
"Boss, here are two bowls of big wontons."
After many investigations, Xia Ji has roughly realized what the source of the Black Pool of Shui'an City is.
So he led the source away from Waterfront City,
Not only that, he also accepted this source as a disciple,
Afterwards, the two of them headed north all the way back to the imperial capital. They sat down when they passed the stall on Huangsha Road near the city.
Mengmeng sits opposite.
She had already given up being a human,
I have already begun to prepare to lure all kinds of people,
As long as those people show their evil side, she will directly show her true face and kill them without any burden to vent the hatred she has accumulated since she was a child.
She doesn't know why this face is like this, it's like she was born with it.
She was obviously very weak, so she joined the sect, but unfortunately she was still unable to move and was bullied until she met this mysterious and powerful prince.
As she thought, she saw the gentle smile on the opposite side.
"I'll treat you to ravioli."
"I want to eat small wontons."
"Boss, replace a bowl with small wontons."
"Guest officer, it's already down."
"Then add another bowl." Xia Ji said helplessly, then smiled at the disciple in front of him, "It's your responsibility for me to gain weight."
Dai Meng was a little stunned.
She has never been spoken to like that. The Dai family are afraid of her, not because they know her secrets, but because they think she is a disaster.
People in the sect hate her, not because they know her secrets, but because they think she's stupid.
No one has ever done this to her before.
Mengmeng lowered her head, a strand of bangs fell from her forehead, and she was silent. When the little wontons came up, she lowered her head and ate again and again, and as she ate, tears dripped down.
Xia Ji asked: "What's wrong?"
Mengmeng said: "It's delicious."
Xia Jidao: "Boss, have another bowl of wontons."
Mengmeng was stunned.
Xia Ji smiled and said, "How about getting fat with my teacher?"
"Ah~~ Is there such a strange rule?"
"Good."
Mengmeng's eyes actually brightened, less sadness, more expression, and replied softly: "That's fine."
She's heartbroken.
The turbulent tide of evil was put on the valve, and it was stopped in advance before it spread, before it turned into a tsunami that drowned the world, and before it turned black.
And the boy who was sitting across from her and invited her to eat wontons was this valve.
If there is no valve that appears in time, Mengmeng herself does not know what she will become. It is probably an evil aggregate, and then completely loses her sense and becomes those things that will not appear in nightmares, bringing the world to the world. Infinite disasters will come.
What else could she be, who was born a monster?
Anyway, no matter what it is, it will never be a human being.
"Don't be in a daze, eat quickly."
"Um... teacher."
Mengmeng lowered her head, she suddenly asked, "How much is the little wonton?"
Xia Ji smiled and said, "Two bowls only cost ten cents."
"Oh."
Mengmeng silently remembers in my heart,
In the late autumn, the yellow leaves were scattered and the weather was very cold. The teacher took me out of Dai's house,
He invited me to eat two bowls of small wontons. The wontons were delicious and cost ten cents in total.
Teacher...the best.
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A few days later.
In a dark area.
There are many shadows sitting on either side of the long table.
Shadows wriggled in the dim candlelight, very sneaky.
These shadows are people from Western sects, as well as elites and even elders of many eastern sects.
A shadow from the Western sect said, "If you are willing to come, you must be willing."
"It is rumored that some of you have entered the Fourteenth Realm, but is it true?"
The voice just fell,
Someone laughed in the dark.
Everyone looked sideways and saw a scribe-like man sitting in the light.
The man smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
As soon as the voice fell, a breath that covered all directions rose up,
In the twilight, there is a dark membrane like Jiyuan,
This black mask exudes an invisible force that weighs heavily on the hearts of those around it.
Many cultivators of the Eastern Sect looked solemn and frightened.
Someone asked tentatively: "This is... Fourteen Realms?"
The scribe-like man spread his hands and smiled, "Everyone, please attack me."
The Eastern Sect showed a look of astonishment.
Attack?
As soon as the scribe-like man opened his mouth, the disciples of the other Western sects spread out to both sides, leaving a spacious enough area to play.
At the same time, these disciples propped up the soundproof cover at the same time.
Scribe: "Please."
Everyone in the Eastern Sect probably understands that this is the other party's demonstration, and it is also showing the power of the Fourteen Realms.
So, they were not polite, and each took out the flying sword and used the magic method.
In an instant, the airflow whistled, and the power of heaven and earth was attached to the blade,
Everyone has their own magical powers, and some even have a thousand swords in one sword,
Suddenly, the scribe's body was surrounded by thousands of butterflies,
Every butterfly is a blade,
These blades slashed through the scribe's body as quickly as possible.
The scribe said lightly: "It's lighter."
Everyone in the Eastern Sect began to increase their strength. When the force reached the ninth level, the scribe still remained motionless, and the black membrane on his body did not even produce any ripples.
The scribe laughed: "You can use your karma to attack me~IndoMTL.com~ The Eastern Sect did not attack this time.
They already understand that karma can't break through this black membrane.
Obviously, this is the Fourteenth Realm.
The scribe waited for a while, and seeing that the crowd did not respond, he understood what they were thinking, so he said: "Since you believe it, then you should understand that I have the ability to help you, win the position of suzerain, and turn over from now on.
And all you have to do is show your loyalty.
As for Wan Jianzong, I have a great gift for you. "
"Why should we trust you?"
The scribe smiled and said, "Just because I am called Chu Xiang."
Two characters, one emperor and one queen.
Chu Xiang is one of the two.