Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 27: A world full of fog
Xia Jijing sat by the Huaqing Lake, thinking about Deng Jue's description of the power of this world.
Deng Jue's description may not be completely accurate. He is just an old general who has been in the army for a lifetime. He may not have seen many things. He is like standing on a dark and foggy land, and Deng Jue is just spreading the fog around. some, that's all.
In this visible fog, he can indeed be called invincible. If not invincible, he is at least the most peak person, but what about outside the fog?
Before the Great Shang Dynasty, it can be seen that history can be traced back to three thousand years. Three thousand years ago was called the end of ancient times. It is said that an unprecedented war broke out at this end, and many myths and stories were handed down at that time.
In those myths, there are many exaggerated descriptions about the cooking of long rivers, the movement of the earth's crust, and the disappearance of the sun and the moon.
And no one knows how long the whole ancient times lasted.
In addition, Deng Jue's mystical formations, ancient instruments, and exotic species mentioned by Deng Jue are also existences that cannot be ignored.
As for realm power, it's really simple.
If you have not cultivated the Dharma, you have never had an extraordinary appearance, you are all rivers and lakes, and if you have cultivated the Dharma, you have stepped into the door of legend.
He leaned back slightly, thinking.
——The color of the skill beads I can get is only "white, green, blue, purple, and gold", and the red skill beads need to get several special golden skill beads at the same time. The only red skill I have now, "Sanshi Zen Buddha", has indeed brought me a lot of benefits. Although this benefit is not direct, it is very useful.
For example, many exercises can be integrated,
For example, the power of the three Buddhas can be used to make instruments,
For example, it can form spiritual barriers and coercion.
——And those who can form the dharma may need golden skill beads or above, or purple skill beads to cultivate to the ninth level.
——The idea of the gong method is that the ninth level is the limit, but after the limit, will you be able to get the tenth level?
——Let's not talk about the tenth floor, the most important thing for me is to make good use of my own advantages, that is, "gold fingers", and use this advantage to continuously make myself stronger.
But I flipped through many collection books, but most of what I got were white and green skill beads. These skill beads cost 100, and then with great effort, I could barely get a lavender skill bead. The worst category in purple.
So, how do you get the golden skill beads?
Where can I find the ancient books that contain the supreme philosophical thoughts and have made a great impact?
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Xia Ji rubbed his brows, "I'll first ask the guards to move the book of dignitaries to the palace, and after this incident is settled, I'll go to the surrounding Buddhist temples to have a look."
Turning his thoughts away, he curiously took out the "Eight Hundred Dead Tokens" left by the chief executive.
This is a black iron plate. Except for its heavy texture, cold hands, and meticulous carving, there is nothing special about it.
However, this small token can drive eight hundred dead men, and even make them recognize only the token and not the person.
Xia Ji penetrated into it with a trace of spirit, and he really noticed the strangeness inside. In other words, this is also a magic weapon.
For the purpose of the experiment, he directly called two royal dead soldiers over.
From the outside, these two dead men are no different from ordinary guards.
The eyes are also shiny,
Speaking also has conditioning,
The identity can also be checked, it is not someone who jumped out of thin air,
They acted normally except that they were a little harsher,
But when asked about the token, the two dead men can only say "the token holder is my lord".
After shaking the token in his hand, the two dead men knelt down: "I have seen the master."
Xia Ji held the token in his hand and suddenly looked at someone and said, "Jump into the lake."
The dead man didn't hesitate at all, turned around and rushed towards Huaqing Lake, jumping in.
Xia Ji looked at the other person again: "I cut myself off with a knife."
The dead man didn't hesitate. With a flick of his left finger, the knife was unsheathed, and his right hand quickly grabbed it, wiping it on his neck without a pause. Seeing that the knife was about to cut his neck, Xia Ji said directly. : "Stop!"
As soon as the word came out, the dead man's knife stopped, but there was still a bloodstain on his neck. Although he didn't cut his throat, it was still bleeding. Obviously, he really wanted to commit suicide by obeying the order.
Xia Ji looked at the dead man in light armor fluttering in the lake, "Come up, and you, bandage the wound and continue to defend the palace."
The two said in unison: "Yes, Master!"
"Go down."
"Yes!"
After the two dead men left, Xia Ji played with the token and murmured, "It seems that the royal family has some magic tools, but these magic tools are not enough to defend against the frost giants.
The emperor retreated, not because Dashang was weaker than Guifang, but because Dashang's plate was too large, and the speed of Guifang's breaking through Fenglang Pass was too fast, and the speed of approaching the imperial capital was too fast. So the emperor urgently abandoned the city.
Really speaking, there are a lot of great businessmen and strange people, and there are many strong people among the hermits in the wild. After all, Guifang will not be an opponent. "
Speaking of instruments, Xia Ji suddenly thought of the rosary he engraved with the Tathagata Zen.
A thought suddenly flashed in his heart, "Buddha says liberation, but the magic tool made is for restraint, so what is the restraint?"
If you realize this, will you be able to defend yourself against other Buddhist instruments?
With the idea of giving it a try, he directly took out the thirty-three rosary beads.
My mind is focused on this instrument.
Then use it in one thought.
The rosary disappeared again, becoming a golden glow in his palm.
Xia Ji turned his palm and slapped it directly at himself. The golden light instantly swelled and became bigger, turning into a golden **** and completely blasting into his own body.
The golden **** disappeared, forming a bundle of golden light under his skin, making him unable to move.
Xia Ji no longer controlled himself, and let some evil thoughts arise in his mind.
With the generation of these evil thoughts, the binding of the golden light is really more powerful.
The more agitated the evil thoughts, the stronger the binding force.
The next moment, Xia Ji exuded a vast Zen sense all over his body, entering a state of mystery and mystery, and the evil thoughts in his mind disappeared in an instant.
"All existence is nonexistence, all evil thoughts are not evil thoughts, and all attachments are not attachments.
The appearance of emptiness is form, and the image of form is also emptiness. "
He felt something in his heart. After reciting a paragraph, he smiled and took a step forward. The binding force disappeared quickly, and the golden light became looser and looser.
By the time he took three steps, the golden color under his skin had shown through the pores, and it had re-condensed into a string of rosary beads, which landed under the tree with a "pop".
Xia Ji picked up the rosary and put it in his arms, "The tying of karma is not tied to people, and it is self-releasing without karma. This instrument contains the Buddhist meaning of Zen Buddhism, and it really corresponds to the philosophy of Buddhism."
Putting aside the distracting thoughts, Xia Ji decided to increase the number of these thirty-three rosary beads. Obviously, the more the number of rosary beads, the stronger the effect and the greater his trump card. Most people in this world may only He can obtain magical instruments through inheritance, but he can make them himself.
Since the limit of the cultivation technique seems to be only nine layers at present~IndoMTL.com~, in addition to looking for books, he can also expand his trump card library in this way.
The wooden box contained the seventy-five wooden beads that had just been cut out. He took out one and dabs his finger on the surface of the wooden bead. The wooden surface sinks into itself, and the golden pulp roams, like a golden dragon, until a golden **** is formed.
Raise your finger.
Put the rosary in the wooden box and take out one more.
The morning wind was getting warmer, and he had already carved thirty pieces before noticing, and the tiredness of his savings also surfaced.
Xia Ji reconnected the rosary beads, turned them into sixty-three beads, put them in his arms, took a deep breath, and looked up into the distance.
A warm wind was blowing from the lake, and the wind was mixed with wailing, screaming, and roaring, and these sounds had faded when the wind blew here.
The inside of the palace is heaven, but the outside is hell.
Xia Ji got up and looked into the distance. At this time, the imperial city was in the chaos after the war. The displacement of a large number of residents, the death of a large number of people, and the influx of refugees caused all this.
It is also very simple to solve this problem. It only needs to open the granary of the imperial city, and the refugees can be fed for seven days. However, after seven days, the problem will continue, and even more turbulence will break out.
Xia Ji ordered the guards, put on plain clothes and brought two dead men, and went directly to the outside of the palace. Two days ago, Xia Xiaosu opened a granary and set up many porridge shops in the city to help refugees. . He was going to have a look. After all, there was no reason for the invisible enemies not to use the chaos at this time to cause trouble.
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PS: This book is not a low-level martial arts world, nor is it a short story that ends with more than one million words. What is now is just the beginning of the world and the story.