Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 38: Brilliant “history”, prelude to the massacre

"God comes once a year, I don't know when to come and when to go..."

"Don't do it, don't do it, I really don't know, I'm just a dog under God's knees."

"The last time God came, was seven months ago, you...you have at most five more months, and you will definitely meet him."

In the sky, the Sect Master had already reacted after a short period of calm. He looked at the young man on the cliff, as if looking at the sky full of stars and the moon shining alone.

"Five months?"

"Yes...just five months?"

"I can't wait."

"Fellow Daoist...I really don't know. No, no, I have a way. One month, you can wait at most one month."

"Wait, is there a history of the creation of the Temple of the Gods?"

The Sect Master of Fengqing Sect was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Yes... I am fortunate to have been given a copy by the gods."

"Get it."

"Yes..."

The sovereign, who had been domineering and aloof before, had now been humbled into the dust, and the sword that filled the sky and the powerful supernatural power just now frightened him.

So much so that he thought that the person in front of him was a god-like being.

So, after taking the "History of Creation" from the Pantheon, he carefully asked: "You...are you also a god?"

Xia Ji sat cross-legged on the cliff, flipped through the "History of Creation", and said at the same time: "I am not."

"Who are you?"

"I'm... just one of many."

The sect master was stunned for a while, all living beings? Aren't they all ants, but he didn't dare to refute them, he just stood aside.

The purple-shirted senior brother Zhang finally came to his senses after being shocked. He glanced at Fang Chuyu and seemed to be asking, "Who is such a terrifying existence, and where did you find it?" .

Fang Chuyu knew that Xia Ji was so powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, and was stunned on the spot.

In the air in the distance, there is still the smell of unending blood.

The wind just now was like a knife in Ling Chi, showing the scales of the fish in the pond and the waves of the sky, vibrating in the sky.

Then, the tide of swords that came from the east was just under this word, and it vanished into ashes.

Fang Chuyu knows that some spiritual profound arts can make heaven and earth sympathize, magical powers can theoretically control heaven and earth, dharmakaya can theoretically support consumption, and karma can magically spawn and protect ....

All of this is just theory, it's all just an illusion.

She remembered that she would joke with her brothers and sisters in the past, saying, "What would happen if I practiced mystic arts for a thousand years?" The brother said, "A fool has only practiced for a thousand years, isn't it good to go to practice karma, and I don't think about how long you have been? Only then can one cultivate a profound art, and with this time, many other things have already been done.”

She remembers the younger brother saying, "What if someone could cultivate ten and a hundred mysterious arts in one day?"

Others just laughed and said, "If you cultivate ten doors, you must be a genius among geniuses. If you cultivate a hundred doors, dream."

She also remembered that her brother once said, "If you have enough power, you can use the power of heaven and earth to do anything in detail, but the power of heaven and earth is called heaven and earth because only heaven and earth can support this The loss of strength...how can a person do, just borrowing a little bit is enough to be proud of."

Fang Chuyu looked at the big gentleman with his knees crossed on the cliff in shock.

She doesn't know how much power this big gentleman has cultivated.

The realm is the same, and even his realm is not as good as his own, why is it so different?

While she was thinking, Xia Ji's calm voice came.

"Miss Chuyu, if you have something to do, do it quickly. After you're done, leave immediately and take the person you want to take with you. The farther you go, the better."

Fang Chuyu broke free from the shock, looked at the new sect master and asked, "What about Master Zhao, Senior Brother Ran, Junior Sister Qi, and my two Junior Brother Liao?"

The new sect master had a bitter face. He glanced at the young man beside him who was reading a book, how dare he lie, so he said: "He... they are arrogant, self-righteous, and hurt God. Although God has forgiven them, but The followers of God have given them the punishment they deserve."

As soon as he finished speaking, Senior Brother Zhang on the side seemed to have made up his mind, and sneered: "It was Qin Chentian who asked them about the whereabouts of their junior sister, some of them didn't know, some refused to tell, so Qin Chentian Let your subordinates kill them!!"

The new suzerain said: "Zhang Jin, how dare you speak the name of God bluntly!!"

Senior brother Zhang said: "I just don't want to live...

What kind of **** is he?

Yes, he has power. He has gathered countless believers and cannot be challenged. Even just a little word will be killed by many people, nailed to the rack of shame, and then dismembered to claim credit.

He has a deep background, and behind him, the gods dominate several continents, and even the sects are under them, and the dynasties on earth are taken and taken by them, and they are also drenched in great light. , high above.

Murderer, justice.

The slain, evil.

Those who are good in the world will not end well,

For the wicked, forever and ever,

What's the truth, what god? ! "

There is determination in his eyes, anger, and the fighting spirit that even if he can die, he dares to fight and fight.

Fang Chuyu looked at him in amazement and said softly, "Senior brother...are they really dead?"

"Really..."

Fang Chuyu said: "Junior Sister Qi is so cute and silly, the two junior brothers Liao are very serious, they will practice a sword technique thousands of times over and over again...

Uncle Zhao and Brother Ran...

They are obviously very good people, and my Fengqing Sect has never done anything evil. Why is there no good end? "

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Mingming, they are all very good people, why?"

Fang Chuyu suddenly lost his mind and burst into tears.

Zhang Jin clenched his fists with both hands.

Wang Xiong, who was on the side, also felt a little emotional. He suddenly found that his experience was better than those of these people. He died of a new wife, but these people were all suffering and suffering.

He turned his head and looked deeply at the man who was flipping through the "History of Creation" in the court of gods. He couldn't help shouting: "Brother Qi..."

The words came out, but I didn't know what to say.

Xia Ji's voice came back: "I heard it."

Yes.

You didn't say it.

I have heard it.

You didn't say,

I've heard that too.

The world is silent,

The mountains and rivers are silent,

This situation is still unmoved,

But I already understand.

I do not compete with the world,

Do not fight with others,

I wish for the heaven and the earth to have a heart,

It is the life of the people,

There is peace in the world,

It's a good ending,

Evil will be rewarded.

Small as I am,

As humble as I am,

Everyone is like me,

Come from the dust, but don't want to go to the sky,

Before this endless, irreversible destiny, do not seek success, do not seek fame,

What I want is that the waist is not bent, the bones are not broken, and the anger is not scattered,

The arrogance of the arrogant will not be erased, the arrogance of the arrogant will not be smoothed out, and the arrogance of the traitor will not be annihilated.

He closed his eyes and whispered.

"May the world be like a dragon."

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...

Wang Xiong left with Fang Chuyu, but Brother Zhang was unwilling to leave.

Even if he were dead, he wanted to see with his own eyes how the man sitting on the top of the cliff fought against the gods.

He'd never dared to do something he couldn't imagine or expect in his life, but now someone is doing it.

Then he would spend the rest of his life witnessing and seeing.

The Sect Master of Fengqing Sect was sitting on pins and needles, so he hurriedly left.

Xia Ji flipped through the "History of Creation" of the gods.

The first page of the "History of Creation" reads "Slaughter God".

Write about **** Xiao Su.

It's a glorious history.

Xia Ji read page by page...

He looked at the words that contained the sacred, the words that whitewashed the hypocrisy.

He continues to watch.

Continue flipping.

Look carefully.

Carefully translated.

It's getting dark.

Senior Brother Zhang didn't return to Fengqingzong anymore, but built a wooden house on the edge of the cliff.

And Xia Ji returned to the bottom of the mountain, beside the stream, the spring flowers were blooming, and in front of the colorful wooden house, Xiao Su was in a daze, and Miao Miao was fishing.

He smiles.

Xiao Su shouted: "Who is that back?"

Her memory is already messed up, but her voice is still happy.

Miaomiao glanced at him sideways. She held her cheeks, showing the same look and expression as when she first saw Xia Ji in her previous life, and shouted "Uncle" from a distance.

Yes.

As if she was being manipulated, she was doing repetitive things and entered the same cycle.

She is destined to fall in love with this man, destined to marry him, destined to be with him, destined to die at the end of the calamity, destined to reappear five hundred years later.

So and so.

Unconscious.

All previous tears, smiles, joys, and even the reasons for doing this have all been forgotten.

Xia Ji ran over and said, "Have you caught any fish?"

Miao Miao smiled and showed her cute little white teeth, "Of course, you see."

She pointed to the fish that were still alive and kicking in the barrel, "It's so cute."

Xia Ji pondered: "I think it will be more cute if it is red-burned."

Miaomiao gave a "hmm" as if suddenly, her eyes lit up, "I heard Xiao Wu say, she said that your craftsmanship is very good, especially the heat control is very good."

The heat?

Xia Ji thought for a while.

He is the source of fire robbery.

Of course I'm in control.

So, he smiled and said, "Then today, I have to show you the ability of Uncle."

Speaking, he completely lost the peerless aura of "spit out a half-day knife", and started to clean up the fish scales like a layman covered in red dust.

From time to time, the fish flapped their tails, splashed the water in the basin, and splashed the fishy water on his clothes, body, and face.

Miaomiao on the side looked at this wonderful uncle. Seeing that the uncle was trying to hold down the fish and clean up the fish, she couldn't help laughing. She crossed her hips and shouted, "Hey, do you want me to help? ?"

Xia Ji shouted: "Just wait and eat."

Miaomiao made an "oh" sound.

She sat back next to Xiao Su, and the two of them watched the twilight of the ancient beasts in the mountains. The time slowed down. Above the clouds was the vast galaxy. The galaxy was infinite and infinite. People are like invisible ants.

Cheep! !

The sound of fish entering the frying pan can be heard from the room, and the sound is crackling and frying.

Soon there was the sound of a spatula stirring.

This voice tore apart the loneliness in this vast universe, reminding you that you are not alone.

This is the world.

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...

The other side.

The suzerain of Fengqingzong finally notified the gods in an urgent way.

But he is not yet qualified to connect directly with God.

He is docked with the "God Envoy".

This angel is also very mysterious. It is said that he used to be a scoundrel, who has defiled many girls and harmed several families. Later, he was judged to have a peerless talent for decades. It was cultivated by God Himself.

God made the past, naturally, no one mentions it anymore.

No one said that was good or evil.

Only say that this is God's test for him, and God's envoy has passed the test before he can be promoted by God.

At this point...

In a dark forest.

The suzerain is talking to the angel who just arrived.

The woods are deep, and the moonlight sets in, showing a bit of spring chill.

Two figures are mixed with tree shadows, while the sound of the wind obscures the human voice, and from time to time there are many sounds of insects and insects in the mountains, which are continuous.

In such an environment...

The envoy asked: "You said he slaughtered hundreds of monks in one breath?"

The suzerain said: "It is true."

The envoy asked again: "You said that he is not good, and he wants to be detrimental to the gods?"

The suzerain sighed: "It's the old man who is incompetent."

Immediately afterwards, the envoy asked a lot of things in detail, and the Sect Master of Fengqing Sect answered them one by one.

Long time,

The envoy smiled: "It's easy to do, you don't need to disturb the gods,"

The suzerain asked: "Will he also..."

The envoy was a little hesitant after being reminded like this, obviously hesitating between "solving it independently and then taking credit" and "reporting to the gods".

The gods don't like that their subordinates are useless.

The envoy pondered for a long time, and then asked the Sect Master Fengqing Sect a lot of questions.

Suddenly, he caught a key point and asked, "You said he only has thirteen realms?"

"I overheard Fang Chuyu's conversation with him before he left. In that conversation, Fang Chuyu said that he had only thirteen realms, and the man never admitted it."

The envoy suddenly felt agitated again.

He thought about it carefully, the gods are all full of realms, how can there be thirteen realms...

So I paced back and forth in the woods, and stopped after a long time: "You go, I'll care."

"Yes."

The overlord withdrew.

And the envoy thought about it for a long time, and decided to use the most skilled but also the most effective method to solve it.

I don't know why, even though his strength has become stronger, he still feels that his original set is the most useful.

That's...

First mess up the other person's heart.

Pinch the opponent's shortcoming.

Weakened the opponent's strength.

Master the opponent's weakness.

Then do it again.

And this man who dared to provoke the gods, his weakness is obvious, isn't that the two girls at the foot of the mountain?

He used to extort money, kidnapped children of wealthy families, and even tore up tickets several times, because his attention to detail has made him famous.

As for right and wrong, good and evil, that's nothing.

He just rambles on a few words, and then there are a bunch of people to help.

Afterwards, he became an envoy, and even more so, he didn't need to do things like that anymore, but in the face of such a master, the envoy decided to be more serious.

So, he clapped his hands.

Two shadows flew from the distant mountains and forests, walking through the void like ghosts. Between the steps, the breath did not move, but in this silence, the speed of the swept was extremely fast, as if Is the ground are shortened in general.

These two shadows fell behind the envoy, exuding a coercion that made the night darker, and the edge that showed a little raised was even more dazzling like a sword.

I don't know how many people I have to kill to cultivate such a spirit.

The envoy said: "Tomorrow at noon, you will go to the mountainside of Baihe Peak of Fengqing Sect. There is a wooden house by the stream on the mountainside. There are two women in the wooden house. Go and tie them up."

"Yes."

The envoy seemed to think it was not good to use the word "tie", so he coughed and added with a smile: "Those are all wicked people. Now the gods have created this magnificent and prosperous world, but they live in such a peaceful and prosperous world. , not only does not know how to be grateful, but rather repays the kindness.

It was not enough for them to atone for their sins with their bodies, but the gods were merciful and decided to give them a chance.

As long as they cooperate, they can be forgiven. "

"Yes."

The two shadows responded again.

Then disappears.

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The next day.

Noon.

Two shadows appeared by the stream and wanted to kidnap Xiao Su and Miao Miao.

But the Ding Haizhu, who was eager to try it, exploded, and the twenty-four orbs were immediately lined up, emitting a dazzling five-color light.

With two "bang bang" sounds, the shadow is a non-checker, stunned directly, and in this short dizzy time, he was crushed by Ding Haizhu.

What level of treasure is Dinghaizhu?

This is the treasure of the nine ancestors who may have spent thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands, millions of years later.

Now in this fourth killing robbery, its power has recovered a lot.

Smashing two killers to death is like slashing ants with a dragon knife.

Xiao Ding Nane put her hand back and hung it around Miao Miao's neck again.

Miaomiao is still holding the Tibetan pill bottle containing Xia Ji's blow in her hand, and she has not yet had time to use it.

But Xia Ji knew about the movement here.

Although Miaomiao didn't use Tibetan pills, Dinghaizhu moved.

His expression became more and more calm, as if suppressing the tranquility of the beginning of the world.

After a little while...

The Sect Master of Fengqing Sect came. He didn't know that the envoy would do this, and he failed. At this time, he was sweating profusely.

Xia Ji said directly: "Take me to see him."

The Sect Master of Fengqing Sect was hesitant.

Just as he was hesitating, one of his hands was gone.

Xia Ji repeated: "Take me to see him."

The Sect Master of Fengqing Sect is still a little hesitant.

His other hand is gone.

This time not only was it gone, but it was twisted by a strange force, such as twisting a wet towel, and the bones were shattered and twisted.

Bone spurs even penetrated directly through the skin, bringing out many bursts of blood.

Xia Ji looked at the Sect Master's leg.

The sect master was horrified and in severe pain, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay."

Senior brother Zhang on the side was only happy, he shouted like Fang Chuyu before: "Mr. Da, I want to be with you."

Xia Ji said "Yes".

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That night, when the suzerain took Xia Ji to the place where he had an appointment to meet with the envoy, the envoy had already disappeared.

The envoy is not a fool. The person sent to sneak attack at noon died, so he naturally understood a little.

The other party's female relatives are all so strong, so the other party's own strength must not be weak, so he was very slippery, so he just let go.

Fleeing is also brewing a bigger offensive, maybe it is a report to the gods, maybe it is other premeditated plans.

The sect master was terrified. Although he didn't understand, he still imitated other people's names and shouted: "Mr. Da, I really don't know. If I knew that there was no one here, wouldn't I bring you here to seek death? ..."

Xia Ji didn't talk to him too much, and asked directly: "All Qin Chentian's forces will speak out, all confidants will tell me, and then you will lead the way..."

The suzerain begged: "You forgive me."

Xia Ji asked, "Who did you forgive?"

The sect master is silent, his hands are covered in blood, and he has done countless evil things, but the gods are high, and they don't think those are evil things.

Xia Ji said: "Don't lead the wrong way, I want you to die, just think about it."

Senior brother Zhang looked at the suzerain: "You have today too."

The sect master glared at him fiercely. Brother Zhang, not to be outdone, glared back at him.

The suzerain suddenly laughed like a madman: "We will die, and we will all live rather than die... You don't know the power of the gods at all. The power in them is mysterious and unpredictable, and you can't understand it at all. "

Xia Ji knew he was talking about the power of the golden finger, but he didn't say much.

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The next day.

Xia Ji folded a paper crane.

The paper crane is huge.

With him, Miaomiao, Xiao Su, Sect Master, Brother Zhang went to the nearest sect.

This sect is called the Blood Bird Sect, and it is also one of Qin Chentian's subordinate sects.

The paper cranes fluttered their wings and spread out the wind and clouds. After a few hours, they arrived at the area of ​​the Blood Bird Sect.

Because he didn't cover up at all, the Blood Bird Sect soon had a cultivator flying with his sword.

Xia Ji sat cross-legged on the paper crane, and his voice calmly pressed down.

"Where is Qin Chentian?"

He questioned, as if the whole world was questioning.

This sound also showed his strength, so that those monks who were about to jump for joy knew how to restrain themselves, instead of bumping into them and taunting them, and then dying.

Soon, a man in blue armor rose up from the clouds. The man exuded a faint blue light and was carrying two long swords. His eyes swept and fell on the Sect Master of Fengqing Sect. .

The eyes of the two met, and the Sect Master of the Blood Bird Sect immediately understood whether this was a good thing~IndoMTL.com~ so he hurriedly said: "Liao Mou can't see the head but not the tail of the God Lord Dragon..."

Xia Jidao: "Think about it clearly."

The man in blue armor: "Liao Mou... Liao Mou..."

He had a smile on his face, but he gritted his teeth secretly. He suddenly glanced at the two women behind Xia Ji, and his mind revolved very fast.

Suddenly, he remembered a kind of "scattering incense" he had just obtained. This "scattering incense" was extremely miraculous. trance" effect.

This doesn't sound like a powerful thing, but the most amazing thing about this "scattering incense" is that it is also useful to the Fourteenth Realm cultivator, which was bestowed upon him by the gods.

According to the gods, this incense is not ordinary incense, and there is no such thing in this world.

Thinking of this, the blue-armored man is about to speak, ready to design...

But before he opened his mouth, he only felt a piercing pain that ripped his soul all over his body, and there was the sound of bone twisting, followed by a slight explosion. .

At this moment, his blue armor has been shattered, his arms have been crushed, and the dharma body has been damaged by more than half.

Those thoughts in his mind were instantly annihilated by pain, and he fell down, but was lifted up by the wind between heaven and earth.

Xia Jidao: "Think again."

The Sect Master of the Blood Bird Sect roared in pain, "God...God will not let you go, you are seeking your own death, you will..."

Before he could finish his voice, the whole person had already started to disappear.

The Sect Master of Fengqing Sect looked at this colleague who was also under Qin Chentian, disappearing as if he had been wiped directly from the space...

Not only did he swallow, he thought he was lucky.