Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 26: Awakened mother, no longer troubled the common people
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East of Yunzhou, Wanjianzong.
Autumn...winter has arrived.
The fog in the mountains has increased again, and walking 18 miles into the void at Zhike Cliff is a majestic peak in the sea of clouds.
The sword wheels are all monks.
And in the deepest part of this neon aura.
The woman who had slept for more than two years suddenly opened her eyes, she woke up, and there was no earth-shattering vision that would instantly let others know that she had woken up.
Waking up is waking up.
She moved her incomparably huge body, and the idyllic plaid dress was not damaged even after two hundred years in the bath of rich spiritual energy, obviously it was not made of ordinary cloth.
The corners of the woman's lips twitched, showing a bit of grimness, her exposed white teeth were all serrated, she carried the knife case and left the forbidden area.
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"The Demon..."
"The Demon Lord is awake."
"The Demon Venerable has broken through, it's great, it's really great."
When the monks of Wanjianzong saw this woman, the way they expressed their joy was not much different from that of mortals.
Mozun's bloodshot pupils swept the surroundings, even if she did not reveal her dharma body, she was almost four meters long. Looking at the little cuties running around and flying with swords, she couldn't help but haha Laugh out loud.
Wan Jianzong seems to be prosperous at this time, far from what it was two hundred years ago. This made her happy, and she laughed out loud.
She asked, "Where's Yu Long?"
Three words cover the entire Wanjianzong.
Soon, many disciples flew over, all bowed down to the ground, and said in unison, "I have seen Demon Venerable."
Seeing the black pressure, I knelt down.
At this time, an elder came to her side and carefully reported: "The suzerain is dead."
Mozun's bloodshot pupils are like clouds, "How did you die?"
"The robbery...killed."
"Oh? Gather all the disciples to meet me here."
The Demon Venerable glanced at Du Bai, who had just rushed back, and said in a stern voice, "You're back too? Are you... that's how you help your junior brother?"
The voice was extremely cold, and for a moment, the cold and proud man in white shivered from the depths of his soul, but he had nothing to say. Although it was not up to him, he recognized it.
What's more, he has been "oppressed" by this woman for fifteen hundred years, and he will not refute anything.
The Demon Venerable glanced at him, and seeing him like this, he stopped questioning, grabbed a chair, and sat down with the elephant's legs crossed.
Even when she was sitting, she was still very high, overlooking the people on the ground, and then took out a huge honey cake from the storage space. This is the best cake she made before retreat and left to eat after retreat.
At this time, regardless of the crowd, he grabbed a 8-foot-long knife and an extremely long iron fork, and began to cut the cake, saying as he cut: "Tell me, tell me everything in detail. Come."
Everyone didn't hide it from her.
Begin reporting one by one.
Long time...
"Oh? After the war two hundred years ago, the north was divided into east and west, and the east was dominated by seven sects. My Wanjian sect was ranked first among them. There was a disappearance incident, and the younger brother went to the periphery to investigate, so he disappeared."
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"Well...the prince of Qi State was only in the eleventh realm, but he suppressed my Wanjian Sect, defeated his junior brother, and read the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" for him before his death? Interesting."
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"The Western sects have invaded, and there are still people who have reached the Fourteenth Realm?
Two hundred years ago, the first emperor and the queen in the West did not appear because of their cultivation, but the second phase fought me and was injured and ran away. "
The Demon Venerable opened his fangs full of serrated teeth while eating the cake, while touching his chin with his left hand, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes were full of unpredictable rays of light.
In the mortal kingdom, if you encounter a tyrant, the ministers will accompany the monarch like a tiger.
The cultivator's sect, on the side of the Demon Venerable, is actually a normal feeling, and you just feel restless, because you can't know what the Demon Venerable is thinking.
She was chewing the cake, her mouth full of milk and honey jam, but her eyes narrowed slightly with a ferocious meaning.
She suddenly smiled and said, "How long has this been invading, and I haven't called yet...
Then it's time to find the Bone Boy.
Hey...Jie Jie Jie Jie...
Wan Jianzong's little cubs, if it's the other way around, it's too late to stand up now. At most, I'll let you think about kneeling on the cliff for three days, and then you'll be fine.
If you don't stand up now..."
Mozun suddenly paused, and the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.
A terrifying force accompanied her with a groan: "I can't survive, I can't die."
As soon as the last word fell, the heart-pounding mental power rushed out to the surroundings, and suddenly a few people in the crowd jumped.
The roar that pointed at the "back bone" almost made them feel throbbing from the depths of their souls.
Others are fine, but if they are really united with the Western sect, as agreed, even if they are pressed hard at this time, they can't help but tremble.
The Demon Venerable glanced at a few people in the crowd. These people included elites, disciples, and even elders.
Mozun said: "You guys stay, Du Bai also stays, the others can go."
As soon as she said a word, the sect disciples got up in a hurry, bowed and left.
And some who were swept up by her but still quietly got up were just standing up, and they were already old in place... and then turned into skeletons.
The rest of the people didn't dare to move.
In an instant, all the anti-bone boys came out.
Mozun ate the cake bit by bit, squinted at the group of people, and smiled: "It's okay for you to be ambitious, I just like ambitious people, it's okay, don't be afraid.
Everyone who knows me will call me mom, do you know why?
Because I will be kind, amiable and gentle like my mother, and you are my flesh and blood, so you can't lie to your mother. "
She has a terrifying aura, and even if she restrains herself, she can't hide the suffocating aura...
And among the cultivators who stayed, one of them went crazy with fright, got up and said, "Monster, weird..."
With just three words, the monk became a skeleton, and when the wind blew, he became ashes.
The rest fell to the ground tremblingly, unable to contain their fears as they began to narrate.
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After a long time.
After listening to the reports of the anti-bones boys, Demon Venerable pondered for a moment, and then murmured: "So a layer of black film is the Fourteen Realms?"
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"Du Bai."
"Senior sister..."
"You take all the disciples of the thirteenth realm and quietly leave Wanjianzong to find the opportunity of the fourteenth realm. If you don't find it, don't come back."
"This..."
"Good."
"Senior sister!!"
"Good~~~"
"Good."
After a brief conversation, Du Bai left with his sword.
The Demon Venerable continued to eat the cake, then swept the anti-bony boys, suddenly stretched out his forked tongue and licked the cream around his mouth, and said slowly, "Next time they call you, take me with you."
Where people dare to say anything, they can only say: "Yes..."
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The Demon Venerable didn't wait for the opportunity.
Because the people of this Western sect don't seem to pay much attention to these anti-bone boys, they just hope that the anti-bone boys of Wan Jianzong can help them clean up the mess afterwards and become puppets to assist in governance.
At the beginning of winter, a vast figure was walking up the steps with its hands behind its back.
If you look down from a height, you can see the shadowy monks surrounding the figure.
These monks are like soldiers who are about to go on an expedition, following the figure far away.
The vast figure walked to the edge of Zhike Cliff and glanced at the blood-red stele towering on the edge of the cliff. The three words "Wan Jianzong" were engraved on the stele.
The figure snorted coldly, and the stone tablet was directly crushed by the power of heaven and earth. Bloody storm.
This figure is standing on the edge of the cliff, a black wound on the left cheek of his face seems to be unhealed, ferocious and terrifying, and the dark mist lingers, the dark black film under his skin can be vaguely seen.
This person is the true king, one of the "Three Kings" who conquered Beidou Mountain Villa before.
At this time, he looked at the Xiongshan Mountain 18 miles away, the sect in the colorful neon light, and a pair of eyes with a strong evil spirit and joy.
"The battle of the sect is to take advantage of your illness to kill you, to grab a momentary opportunity,
And today, it is me that the West has won, and you that the East has lost. "
Speaking of which, there was a vague glimmer of pride and hope in the eyes of the True King.
No other...
Two hundred years ago, in that terrifying massacre, he was almost slaughtered by the Demon Venerable, and the scar on his face that had not healed for two hundred years was left at that time.
And now, there is no news of the Demon Venerable going out of the customs, and in any case, the Demon Venerable of the Thirteenth Realm will not be his opponent in the Fourteenth Realm no matter how strong the karma is.
There is no reason, the black mask of the Fourteenth Realm cannot be broken, that's all.
And it's funny to say that the way of stepping into the Fourteenth Realm is simply terrible, it just takes luck to find one thing.
The real king's robes danced vigorously. He stared at the mountain peaks that were twisted by a huge force and spiraled upwards, and the palace group on the mountain peaks. He shook his head, showing a feeling of victory after victory. appearance.
Then took one step and flew towards Qiongxiao.
Yes.
He is already fourteen.
He is one of the few fourteen realms on this continent now.
I don't wave now, when will I wave? Isn't life just to wave when I'm strong? After all, he is not a jerk.
When I think about it,
The sea of colorful clouds passed by at the feet of the true king.
The wind is turbulent, like two points of waves.
When I looked again, the true king had already landed on the land of Wanjianzong.
He is here to destroy the door today, and he is in a very good mood, but as long as he kills the Demon Venerable, his mood will skyrocket.
The power of the heart is mysterious and mysterious. Maybe your realm is high, but if you have been suppressed a lot, you will not be able to make an inch.
Any effort is exhausted, and the potential is exhausted.
And mental strength is the heart of the Tao, which is what you recognize, and what you don't know to strive for. If you have ever failed, and you have surpassed it again, to a certain extent, it will stop there.
As soon as the real king arrived at Wanjianzong, he was surrounded.
He was surrounded by disciples of Wanjianzong.
Overlooking from the sky, I saw many disciples stepping on the sword wheel, the three layers inside and the outside three layers like a thick half-moon surrounding the invader, and more monks came here with the information.
The real king showed a relaxed look, raised his hands and waved: "Come on."
When the voice fell, there was a fine buzzing sound all over the sky,
It's like the sound of thousands of bees flapping their wings.
It is the unvoiced sound of many flying swords, like a thousand birds fluttering their feathers in the mountains, and bringing a tornado-like storm,
The overwhelming cold light shot like a bead of arrows penetrated the sky at the moment when the monks moved the swords and the flying swords, and drew different spatial distances in an instant, hitting them frequently and closely without any gaps. On the real king.
For a while, the real king began to retreat, and those who were hit retreated again and again,
But he just stepped back, not hurt at all,
Because he has a black film on his body,
Even though the raging rage swords contained the power of heaven and earth, they still couldn't break the black membrane. It was like rain falling on a big lake, and it was impossible for the lake surface to be shattered with every impact.
The true king laughed and stood in the air, feeling the joy in his heart at this moment in the flying sword.
Being able to be attacked by the No. 1 sect in the East without getting hurt in this way is really happy in my heart.
So, he glanced coldly at the many monks under his feet, gave birth to a feeling that it was nothing but an ant, and spit out: "Trash!"
Although he was beaten back by the fierce waves of the flying sword, he was unharmed and his heart was relaxed.
And suddenly, he felt a strange gaze.
The gaze is behind him.
The real king turned around and saw a person standing on Zhike Cliff at an unknown time.
Huge body, horizontally long body, upturned belly, and cute floral dresses in rustic style.
The small wild flowers on the skirt fluttered in the cold wind, revealing the elephant's legs with white flowers underneath.
"Magic!!!"
The real king was startled, and then he was happy.
But his joy was revealed when he saw a **** mouth rushing from the high cliff.
The head of the Demon Venerable became extremely long, turning into a terrifying giant python that spanned the sky.
The real king did not panic and let himself be swallowed by the big mouth.
As long as it is in her belly, she will directly use a gesture that is almost enjoyable to kill the Demon Venerable who has soaked history with blood.
He's going to make this disgusting, perverted, murderous woman suffer.
On the cliff, the Demon Lord turned his head back, ate the enemy, and then burped.
She touched her stomach, raised her hands into the shape of small flowers, hummed a song that was supposed to be cute "la la la", and ran down the mountain.
Then...
The true king did not come out.
One minute...
Two minutes...
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A stick of incense...
The true king still hasn't come out.
Mozun has jumped to the mountainside. She has sharp eyes, picked a red plum blossom, inserted it in the tip of her hair, and combed her long hair carefully, thinking that if she wasn't so fat, she would be a stunning beauty Son is.
Feel the coveting of many alien monks in the distance.
The Demon Venerable closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and said in a coaxing tone, "Don't be afraid, Mom won't kill you, ah."
In the distance, no one dared to move.
No.
Not afraid to move.
But full of doubts.
What's the situation?
Where's the real king?
Where did the real king go?
Let's not talk about these alien monks, even a group of monks from Wanjianzong couldn't understand what happened.
The intruder was obviously from the Fourteenth Realm just now.
No matter how strong your stomach is, it is impossible to digest the Fourteen Realms, right?
The crowd even began to count.
I only hope to see when the count is up, the terrifying master of the Fourteen Realms will break open the woman's stomach and come out of it.
The monks of Wanjianzong clasped their hands tightly. They knew that once the Demon Lord fell, they would face the catastrophe of the extinct sect and the extinction of the inheritance.
On Zhike Cliff, Mozun's barbell-like laughter spread out: "Come to my mother, I want to whisper to you."
Still nobody moved.
No one dared to move this time.
The Demon Venerable suddenly opened his hand, like a mother who was about to hug the children, and then made a gentle "hug" action.
In all directions, all the monks of Fenghua Wangzong who existed, all the monks who went out with the true king, only felt a terrifying pulling force far beyond the ordinary twelve realms.
The next moment, their bodies lost their resistance, and were driven by the traction force, flying straight to the source of the force.
The source is the mother's embrace.
The light in the eyes of Demon Venerable slowly bloomed, and seeing these monks was like seeing lovely children.
And those "children" were so frightened that they wanted to run, but they couldn't. After two or three thoughts, they were already held in their mother's arms.
Mozun's arms became extremely long, like two giant pythons.
The two python-like arms "tenderly" hug the "children".
Then, she hoops her arms.
Kakakaka...
The cultivators, who had long been strong, possessed the body of the law, and possessed the power of heaven and earth, had their bones shattered under the power of this embrace. The rotten copper fell to the ground.
The disciples of Wanjian Sect in the distance were dumbfounded.
In their minds, the phrase "My Senior Sister is invincible in the world" that the former Sect Master shouted every day could not be resounded.
Nima, this is really invincible...
The Demon Venerable let go.
All the cultivators she carried were paralyzed.
Then the Demon Venerable looked down at them, and said kindly: "Go tell your emperor and queen, I am waiting in Wanjianzong, the battle that I owed two hundred years ago is made up today, and the date will be fixed. In seven days."
The monks dared not look at her, but whispered, "Yes..."
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"What is it? Teacher...Where are you taking me?"
"My teacher is going to teach you a strange skill today."
Mengmeng's eyes light up like a light bulb gradually recovering power, "What skills?"
Xia Ji stretched out his hands and lifted them up to the sky.
The snowflakes that fell in the early winter fell on his hands.
Seeing the little girl's glittering eyes, Xia Ji suddenly asked, "Have you ever built a snowman?"
"Snow... snowman?" Mengmeng was stunned...
She seemed to be aroused by some memory, and her voice became sad, "I haven't piled it, but when I was in Dai's house in the past, when winter came, many children would squeeze snowballs. I want to go and play with them, They threw snowballs at me, said I was a disaster, let me go away...
I said I wasn't, and they burst into laughter, smashed me harder, and then ran away.
They don't listen to what I say..."
Xia Ji stroked her hair, "It's normal, when I was a kid, I was often called a big fool, a big fool, a nerd, and they were all my brothers and sisters.
But so what? "
"Teacher, are you not going to argue with them?"
“Why do you want others to admit who you are? Don’t you say it yourself?”
"But...my face, and my body, are not human at all."
"Do you consider yourself human?"
"I..." Mengmeng was a little unsure, she didn't dare to say it.
But the next moment, Xia Ji lifted the little girl up and put it on his shoulders. He is now sixteen years old, and his body is almost handsome. He is quite tall and has broad shoulders. The little girl is totally fine.
Xia Ji supported her and walked through the bustling streets. Many passers-by turned their heads and looked at the boy and girl who were walking proudly.
"This brother and sister are really good friends."
"Yes, this boy is really handsome."
"The little girl is cute too."
"It's cute... Those eyes are like transparent gray crystals, pure and unstained, so beautiful."
"So does that boy, his eyes are so deep... wow, why is my heart beating faster?"
Mengmeng has never shown herself in such a high profile in front of everyone, she feels that everyone is looking at her...
If it wasn't for that big hand holding her up, she would have been scared to find a crack in the ground and get in.
She trembled several times and tried to flee, but was held in place by the hand.
Walking down a street...
Two Streets...
Three Streets...
Xia Ji bought two more strings of candied haws, one for each person, and then looked up at the pair of beautiful gray crystal eyes, "I think you are human, how about you?"
"I..."
Mengmeng suddenly burst into tears.
She didn't know why she was crying. If the valve of evil thoughts continued to be turned clockwise, it became tighter and tighter, and the turbulent river of the abyss could no longer rush out.
She lay on Xia Ji's head and began to cry. After crying for a long time, she said, "Teacher, you are right, I think I am."
Xia Ji smiled and said, "Let's go, I will teach you to build a snowman for the teacher, there is no place in this city, let's go out of the city to build it, and then walk 30 miles to the west, it will be the capital of Daqi, I will show you go home.
There is someone in my family who cooks mutton soup and it's delicious, have you tried it? "
"Drinked...but..." Mengmeng obviously thought of some bad memory~IndoMTL.com~ Xia Ji said: "It's nothing but, it's very delicious, I remember it for a long time, like this Drinking a bowl in winter is the warmest."
The two walked for a while...
Mengmeng suddenly asked: "Teacher, do you treat me like this because I'm a monster, and want me not to do evil?"
Xia Ji stepped down, put Mengmeng down, half-kneeled, put his hands on the little girl's shoulders, stared into her eyes and said, "The greater the strength, the greater the responsibility, I don't want you to be influenced by prejudice. , and went astray, and..."
"And what?"
Xia Ji smiled and said, "Do you believe me if my teacher says I'm the same as you?"
"Ah~~~"
"You are my apprentice. From now on, you will not be a monster, nor will you be a calamity."
“…”
"Go, make a snowman, and go home."
The teenager takes the little girl's hand.
He stepped into the snow.
Blizzard is charming.
Blinded and red-eyed.
Mengmeng has never cried like this before. As she walked, two lines of tears fell from her pink cheeks, but the big hand holding her was warm and gentle.
This fierce winter wind is like spring together.
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At this time.
Outside the Daqi imperial capital, a flying chariot pulled by a black flood dragon soared above the clouds and headed west.
The man in the golden robe on the chariot is the real king, one of the three kings.
He also entered the fourteenth realm, and he came here for only one purpose:
Slaughter the city.
Why massacre?
The state of Qi was originally a subordinate state under the Qingfeng Five Sects.
The Qingfeng Five Sects belong to the Western Sect.
Although the Qingfeng Five Sects lost to the Wanjian Sect, they were cut off from the Qi Kingdom, but this is a shame for the West after all.
The slaughter of the city is to kill the chickens to warn the monkeys and tell the world that the only way for traitors to die is to enter the Western gate.