Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 277: 0 years, 4 bad omens
As time goes by, time goes by.
Xia Ji never thought that sitting on an island would last a hundred years.
A hundred years is slow, but fast.
When I woke up and found that the events of a hundred years ago were still vivid in my mind, I suddenly realized that my original concept of time was really wrong.
In a hundred years, I have only read a million books, and I have only married Miaomiao, but the different levels of life still cannot be combined, but the younger disciple Pang Yi and Chu Shiyun gave birth to a pair of twins. With the help of high-quality fire seeds and a few strong men, the Dragon and Phoenix fetus was also promoted to the peak of the eleventh realm more than ten years ago.
After the promotion, Xia Ji asked Xu Lingling to take the two "children" to the forbidden area.
Nowadays, the forbidden area has become the world of eternal night, illuminated by lamps, and the temperature is supported by magma.
...
Squeaky.
One hand grabbed the wooden window pole and propped up the oil-paper window.
The shower stopped outside the window, the sea breeze came from afar, and the air was sober.
Miaomiao held her cheeks and looked at the big rain clouds over the sea in the distance, and she was a little lost for a while.
She sniffed. She felt some extra cold all over her body, and her eyelids were as heavy as steel, and she wanted to droop down, but she still stubbornly looked at the sky outside.
Suddenly, her body twisted and she was already being held horizontally.
Miaomiao felt the familiar warmth, closed her eyes comfortably, arched her arms, and murmured, "Have you finished reading this book so early today?"
"It's over."
Xia Ji lowered his head slightly, put it on her forehead, and felt a little hot, obviously Miaomiao had a fever.
He couldn't understand Miaomiao's body very much. For more than 100 years, Miaomiao's realm not only failed to progress, but now it has regressed to the point where she doesn't even have true energy.
But she is still alive, still as before, almost the same as when I met her more than a hundred years ago.
He tried every means to condition Miao Miao's body, but to no avail.
In addition to staying young forever, Miao Miao will not die of old age, just like a mortal person, she will get sick and cold, and her body is very fragile.
Sometimes Xia Ji is afraid that if he is not careful, Miao Miao will be wiped out.
At this time, Miaomiao was like a powerless cat, slowly losing even the power to move.
"Xia Ji, I'm so sleepy."
"Go to sleep, no one will disturb you."
"Um...I...Am I a burden to you?"
"You've been with me for more than a hundred years, what are you talking about?"
"But...but...I can't leave you an heir."
"That's my problem."
Xia Ji gently stroked Miaomiao's hair. He became stronger and Miaomiao became weaker, but the strange thing was that he only felt that the connection between himself and Miaomiao was being pulled deeper and deeper. Close, completely fit together.
In her arms, the woman's body slowly softened, and the little hand holding his shirt slowly loosened.
Xia Ji put her on the bed, carefully covered her with a blanket, flicked her fingers, and the flames of the fireplace rose again, illuminating everything in the house.
Warm insulates the cold.
Xia Ji stepped out and was already outside the house.
The weather at sea is changeable. Although it is late winter, there are still showers.
At this time, the distant rain cloud floated, and it was about to rain here again.
Xia Ji walks around the island at will.
The sky above lost its azure blue again, turning to iron gray.
A few drops of rain fell in a patter, followed by a violent storm.
Xia Ji sat on a rock and knocked on it.
The gale stopped, and the rain froze.
The entire heart of the island has become a world covered by a rain film.
The rainstorm fell for an incense stick, and the rain cloud drifted away again.
Xia Ji looked up and raised his right hand slightly, and all the rainwater covered by the power of supernatural power for dozens of miles and the time of a stick of incense began to gather towards the center.
In his hand it turned into a dense knife, a flying knife.
The water has solidified.
The ultra-high pressure makes water seem like another substance.
Xia Ji stared at it for a while, and followed his heart, plated and dyed on the flying knife, forming a gray luster, so there was no appearance.
He threw the flying knife at random, and the flying knife appeared hundreds of miles away.
Xia Ji didn't even look, raised his hand and pointed again.
The flying knife, which should have exploded like a mushroom cloud, spread out slowly and gently, turning into thick rainwater and falling on the sea, causing a great uproar.
With a wave of his hand, the roaring waves calmed down.
"I created the Flying Sword of God Zhan for more than a hundred years, and now I have long surpassed its original meaning. Based on the method of millions, this method has achieved the level of supernatural power. The word Zhan Shen is too much. Flashy, it will be called flying knife from now on."
Xia Ji muttered to himself.
"It turns out that you need to walk the road by yourself. The predecessors lead the way, but it's just to lead to the ten realms. All records end at the Dharma.
This is actually very easy to understand. When a Dharma body is formed, a person has a new level of life, and each Dharma body is different. There are three, six, nine, and so on. There are countless Dharma bodies, which seem to be extremely poor in this vast universe. Everything exists.
Xuan Gong teaches people, but cannot teach Dharmakaya, so the inheritance has ended.
The road after that needs to be walked by oneself, otherwise it is just a primitive use of power.
The realm has arrived, but it will not maximize the power of the realm. "
It's simple.
If you compare the Dharma body to an ant before.
After the Dharma body, it becomes a human being.
Man's strength is naturally much greater than that of ants. With a raised hand, a dead ant can be pressed, and a foot can be stepped on to turn over an ant's nest.
This power is no less than that of an ant.
And using the power of the realm can be compared to exerting a person's potential.
So, people created thermal weapons.
Then a person with a hot weapon and a person with bare hands, even if the physique is the same, the combat power is not on the same level.
Perhaps, hot weapons are not enough.
Man created Gundam, created antimatter annihilation cannon, created artificial world.
So, the same people, the people who carry these equipment and the people with bare hands, are still the same level?
As for the dharma phase, it can be compared to a stone.
An ant throws a stone and a man throws a stone, the power is naturally different, but this is not the progress of the stone, but still the roughest and most primitive use of power.
In this world, you can raise your realm, but even if you reach the pinnacle of your realm, there is no manual that teaches you how to use the power of your realm.
Many people don't even realize it.
The same is the peak of the eleventh realm, and the natural strength will be very different, because to a certain extent, the peak has just started.
...
Xia Ji walks on the beach.
He walked to the sea and stepped on the wind to the sky.
He stopped when he reached a place where the tsunami was raging. Book Bar Da
One point on the left hand and one point on the right hand, like two poles, 1.36 million dharma images rushed out, and the 136 images condensed became extremely mysterious at his fingertips, circulating with each other, and the turnover was endless. .
Xia Ji landed on the sea surface, watched the tsunami in the distance, and faintly spit out two words: "Yin and Yang."
A black and white grinding wheel suddenly formed between heaven and earth.
The tsunami crashed into the mill, turned into a calm stream, and fell back into the sea.
Xia Ji flicked it with a flick of his hand, and the black and white grinding disc stretched across thousands of feet. Although it was a lot thinner, it was enough to eliminate the tsunami.
It didn't take long for the tsunami to disappear.
As soon as Xia Ji took it away, the black and white grinding disc disappeared.
"Yin and yang are my means of blending the image with all methods. It was rough at first, but I use it every moment, and now it has been used for 140 years, but it has become such a kind that grows with me. power.
The left hand is yin and the right hand is yang. "
Xia Ji shook his head casually, not satisfied.
Although many of the powers in the past were powerful and incomparably miraculous at the level of dharma, they are now commonplace in his eyes.
He has no way of knowing the strength of the ancestors, but in the past 100 years, the ancestors have obviously "disappeared".
The existence of the "Dark Emperor" is an important matter for the ancestors.
But the ancestors may have 10,000 important things to deal with, so naturally they won't just keep their eyes on him.
What's more, those characters may have pride in their hearts.
You can grow, so I won't?
You have great luck and fortune, and you have something against the sky, but you don't know that I also have it, and maybe more than you, you have a hole card, but you don't know that I have dozens of cards hidden in my sleeve that can be replaced at any time. The king fried.
You have a little special adventure, you think it is earth-shattering, but you don't know that I also have such an adventure, just like a child who found gold in the sand and showed it to the rich who traveled the world.
You feel that the world is unfair, but you don't know that I also came out of this distance. You feel that your hard work is not rewarded, but you don't know that I have endured and worked hard for ten thousand years.
When you groaned, you were defeated, and the loser ate dust and lost everything.
Everyone who thinks they live for 10,000 years will only have Alzheimer's, is dreaming.
...
Xia Ji has been to the world a few times, and apart from being able to get in touch with Su Tian, it is impossible to get the slightest bit of information about the ancestor, and even the entrance to the aristocratic family has been changed.
The family seems to have evaporated from the world.
But in fact, it is more deeply dormant in the shadows and undercurrents of history.
...
The fire catastrophe spreads every year.
Now the entire north of the Great River is a land of fire.
Fire demons flying all over the sky, fire beasts crawling all over the ground, strange shapes.
The Kingdom of Ice and Snow Rakshasa is completely separated from Middle-earth.
If you want to go to the country of ice and snow, you can only traverse the depths of the fire robbery.
In this catastrophe, almost all of the bad omens that should have occurred have already appeared.
Four in total.
The elusive Dark Emperor.
The Mirage of Unreal Flames.
Leading countless fire demons, the commander of the army - the fire king.
Pretend to be an adult, often haunts in the appearance of a witch, and then completely converts the land into a robbery, a frightening pretender - Mrs. Gou Yi.
This is the catastrophe of the four bad omens.
The dynasty's restrictions on the spread of the world and the change of time have completely shifted everyone's attention to fighting against Huo Jie.
There have been many joys and sorrows, which are full of joys and sorrows.
...
The winter is over and the climate is getting warmer.
Xia Ji passed through the transfer station of the underworld, went to the world to buy some supplies, stored them in the storage space and brought them back, and brought some specialties that Miaomiao liked to eat.
The spring breeze blows in the south of the Yangtze River, green willows are like smoke, and there are couples walking on the street, but more of it is a tense and chilling atmosphere.
He got on a ferry and gave three taels of silver.
But the boss was a little speechless, saying that the price had risen to four taels.
Xia Jidao: "Last time it was three or two."
The ferry owner said, "The last time the guest was five years ago?"
Xia Ji smiled and threw another one or two.
The ferry crosses the river.
The cabin is not crowded. The most prow of the boat is a couple watching the scenery. The middle few are warriors with young faces. These warriors are talking like no one else.
Xia Ji sat in the stern of the boat, silently feeling the world at this time.
"Let me tell you, my uncle has broken through the eleventh realm. This time, he will take care of us when we go to the north."
"Brother Jin, please tell us, I've been hearing about the horror of fire robbery and the horror of fire demons. How terrifying is it?"
Many young warriors subconsciously surrounded one person.
The man waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "Everyone in Jiangnan is a first-class hero, but when you go to Linjiang Mansion to pass the test, take the Jiang Ling, and go to Jiangbei, you will be directly with the Jiangbei. The place where the robbery faces the river.
To put it bluntly, the further north we go, the less our strength is worth mentioning. "
"Brother Jin, is this too much to say? It's not worth mentioning, and it can't be all over the street, right?"
"Brother Sun, you are wrong, it's really all over the street. The number 36,000 in the numbered city is the last one and the strongest in the eleven realms.
Let's not mention the numbered city, there are already 280,000 warriors in the eleventh realm recorded by Da Zhou.
Each faction has many people...
If you think about it, what kind of strength are we? "
The crowd fell silent.
"Brother Jin, what is the strongest in this fire robbery?"
"Certainly a bad omen."
"Ominous?"
"Black Emperor, Mirage, Madam Gouyi, Fire King." The young warrior wrapped in the center counted them one by one, "The strongest among them is the Fire King.
It is rumored that it is nine feet tall, and the fire demons under its command can be as disciplined as our most elite soldiers. Wherever it is charged, there will be no life. My uncle said that whenever the fire king appears, it is a piece of scorched earth. Even if the generals of our human race led the bloodline soldiers, or even commanded the soldiers of the eleventh level, they would not dare to confront them. "
Others have long been stunned.
The warrior surnamed Jin continued proudly and said, "The most mysterious is Mrs. Gouyi, this Mrs. Gouyi actually turned into a human appearance on weekdays~IndoMTL.com~ haunts my human town, it is said that her appearance is but a flirt. Very human.
And this Mrs. Gouyi is no different from ordinary people, but the most terrifying thing is that as long as Mrs. Gouyi lives in a town for more than half a month, a crater will emerge from the ground of that town.
The eruption of the volcano brought fire demons.
Nowadays, the north bank of the Great River is full of calamities, and there are many places on the south bank of the Great River that obviously do not border the northern land. This is a good thing Mrs. Gou Yi has done. "
"No way..."
"My uncle said that Da Zhou has already understood some of Mrs. Gou Yi's habits. Although she is terrifying and mysterious, as long as her identity is revealed, she will not fight, but will return to the north silently, within a month. will not appear again."
Xia Ji sat in the stern of the boat and listened silently. He only found it interesting. He touched the silver in his arms and mentally calculated the supplies he wanted to buy.
The ferry arrived at the center of the lake.
The spring breeze blows open the curtain and blows across the face of the Black Emperor.