In the distance, under the eaves, Ning Xiaoyu's figure was revealed in a shadow.
From the beginning to the end, she has not moved, and no matter what the imperial army commander is guarding, or what the moths in the rain are attacking, it is not her real location.
Because the first military command flag she used was not "Invasion is like fire" but "Unknown is like darkness". How could a general be beheaded so easily
She stood up, looked at the young man, and murmured: "So strong."
However, her emotional expression only lasted for two or three seconds, and she smiled and waved to the distance, opened her mouth and said, "I'm so handsome."
Xia Ji didn't look at her. The seventh of the Eight Wonders of Confucianism, like Hu Xian'er, had a messy style of painting.
Hu Xianer can make the painting style turn yellow instantly.
This person can make the painting style instantly become full of rural and pastoral atmosphere.
The queen walked out of the main hall, and the commander and the soldiers hurriedly said: "See the queen."
Xia Xiaosu looked at the figure standing in the spring rain, full of arrogant pressure. She felt warm in her heart. This is her brother and her strongest support. As long as he appears, no matter what kind of dilemma It doesn't seem scary anymore.
And what can I do
The night is still long.
The queen took off her royal robe, and was chopping meat and vegetables in the kitchen. The mutton was washed, cut into pieces, and spices were all prepared.
She watched the water in the pot boil, then put the mutton in and boiled away the blood. Then she started the second pot, arranged the spices and mutton neatly one by one, then poured water and started to slowly cook.
Finally, take it out of the pan and sprinkle with chopped green onion.
There were still a lot of things waiting for her to deal with in the imperial study, but she spent all her time cooking soup...
The hot and snow-white soup steams slowly, and the meat is fragrant.
She put three bowls on the tray, took two more cups of wine, and left more mutton soup in the pot. Don't think she didn't know that the fox was sniffing the aroma of meat in the distance.
She went out and walked through the spring rainy night that was still filled with the smell of blood. She came to the door of a palace and knocked on the door gently. "Brother, are you asleep?"
Xia Ji was sitting cross-legged in the darkness when he heard a voice and flicked his fingers. The pure Yang energy was like a flame and instantly lit up a row of long lanterns on the wall. From far to near, the room was brightly lit.
"without."
"I'm in."
brush.
Before the Queen could open the door, Xia Ji was already standing in front of the door and opened the door. The brother and sister looked at each other and said nothing.
The Queen placed the tray on the table in the palace, wiped her hands, and said with a smile: "I don't know if the craftsmanship has deteriorated."
Xia Ji was outside, and although there were plenty of delicious food and wines, nothing could compare to this mutton soup
He sat at the table and started drinking, reliving this "homey" midnight snack.
"A little less salt."
"You have too strong taste. I have put a lot of salt in it."
Xia Ji drank the soup quickly and said vaguely: "The craftsmanship has deteriorated."
Xia Xiaosu turned her head and saw that her brother was drinking soup very fast. In the blink of an eye, he had swept away two bowls and was drinking the third bowl. She looked at her brother with empty eyes, put her hands on her hips and said, "Then don't drink it."
Gulu gulu gulu…
Xia Ji drank up the third bowl of soup, his cheeks bulging with meat, then put the bowl on the table and said vaguely: "If you don't want to drink it, I won't drink it."
Xia Xiaosu glanced at the empty bowl and snorted arrogantly: "You say no with your mouth, but your body is very honest."
The two didn't really quarrel, but were bickering and attacking each other as they were used to.
In this dark and boundless world, if there is still such a person in the world who can treat you like this, how lucky would you be
Xia Ji suddenly asked: "Do you want to kill all the people in the Turkic mission? There are still experts among them."
Xia Xiaosu looked at him and fell silent.
Xia Ji walked over, combed his long soft hair with both hands, and said softly: "My Queen, what can I do for you?"
Xia Xiaosu raised her hand, slapped him on the arm coquettishly, and then sighed: "I don't have the Ancestral Dragon initiation. Could it be that I am not a member of the royal family?"
Xia Ji was silent for a moment, and then said: "Come and sit down, there are many secrets you don't know yet, let me tell you."
That night, he told the story that the royal family had actually been destroyed, and that those who controlled everything in the world were actually the five aristocratic families of "Su, Wu, Zhou and Lu".
He said no more.
He didn't say how many secrets the Six Ancients and Six Era left behind. They were just living in a certain segment of the long river of time, and he didn't know where this long river came from or where it went.
A hundred years may not be short, but in terms of the long time and space, it is just a drop in the ocean. A person lives for a hundred years and spends a hundred springs and autumns, but in this vast and infinite universe, is it any different from a mayfly that lives and dies
Everyone will die.
This is the limit of human beings.
"Five aristocratic families?" Xia Xiaosu looked back at the names of these five aristocratic families, but she had never heard of them, including the Su family where Su Linyu lived, and she didn't know them either.
The brother and sister chatted for a while longer, and then the Queen left to take care of business.
Xia Ji then turned around, pushed open the palace's bookshelf mechanism, and entered the secret room.
Following the footsteps, the wall lamp in the secret room swam like a yellow snake, gradually becoming brighter in a circle.
In the light, the wind cow and horse were still, leaning against the wall.
But there was no panic in his eyes, but an air of "take it as it comes". Two strands of grayish hair fell quietly from his shoulders. The two swords were placed on his knees, which actually showed a few... The fit of two parts and one knife in one.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, his eyes moved. When he saw the person coming, he was not panicked, but just confused.
Xia Ji casually untied his dumb hole and asked, "Who are you?"
"The Sword King of the North, Feng Niu Ma."
"I asked you your true identity."
"True identity?" Feng Niuma was stunned for a moment, with astonishment in his eyes, "Did King Shenwu mistake Feng for someone else?"
Xia Ji's current spirit is so great that he already has the function of an "automatic lie detector". He can detect whoever lies in front of him.
But Feng Niu Ma didn't lie.
Therefore, Xia Ji asked another question: "Where did you learn your Xuan Gong?"
Feng Niuma sneered and said: "I thought that the majestic Shenwu King was a heroic hero, but I never thought that he was greedy for other people's martial arts and would do whatever it took..."
His words stopped abruptly.
A powerful aura was like the birth of a sea wave. After another two or three seconds, it turned into a deep sea raging wave and burst out suddenly, covering up the North Sword King and making him feel suffocated.
The Shenwu King clearly stood still, not even having any luck, but Feng Niu Ma had already heard the surge of excitement under his skin, and his blood was roaring like a thunderous hammer.
The long-lit lamps in the entire secret room seemed unable to withstand this strange pressure, and began to tremble, and the wicks moved accordingly, causing the flames to flicker and flicker.
Xia Ji just released the energy in his body slightly, allowing the extremely concentrated essence and blood to surge up. Now that he had finished releasing it, he restrained it again and compressed the power of the eleventh realm back under his skin. .
All the thunder in the entire secret room disappeared.
He asked: "Do I need to be greedy for your martial arts?"
Feng Niuma was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Has Your Highness stepped over that chasm?"
Xia Ji nodded.
Feng Niuma laughed at himself: "Oh, the things you have here really can't catch His Highness' eyes."
He recalled it for a moment, and then said: "The Xuan Gong I learned is called the Silver Dragon Code, and the sword technique is called Wu Sheng Dao. I learned the sword from a strong man from the Tian Dao Sect. Before he died, the strong man passed on to me what he had learned all his life. , Xuan Gong is..."
He hesitated, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued: "Xuan Gong was initiated when I was sixteen years old. Now I am forty-six."
"How to initiate?"
Feng Niuma said: "I have a piece of beautiful jade around my waist, which I got from it. This jade has been with me since I was born, and I was an abandoned baby who was raised by hunters in the mountains."
Xia Ji grabbed his waist and held a piece of jade.
The jade body was cold to the touch and crystal clear like a spotless green lake. It was obviously a priceless species, but the entire jade formed the shape of a swimming dragon.
He recalled that this should be different from the so-called ancestor dragon initiation of the royal family, but the "sixteen years old" is the same. Is this a longevity threshold for the initiation
This Feng Niu Ma is probably from the Su family, because the "Silver Dragon Code" he learned is exactly the same as the second level method used by the emperor before. This method was the power gained by Xia Taiqian's absorption of his mother Su Linyu.
As Feng Niuma spoke, he suddenly realized, "Your Highness, do you recognize my Xuan Gong?"
Xia Ji nodded.
Feng Niu Ma's expression became excited: "Your Highness, please tell me... Feng is very grateful."
Xia Ji didn't say anything. He just moved his fingers and took a drop of the blood of the North Sword King. Then he touched his mute point and turned around and left the secret room.
After that, he found Xia Xiaosu and asked his sister for a drop of blood. Then he returned to the palace, poured water on the crystal vessel, then dripped blood on both sides of the vessel, and then poured a small drop of his own blood into it. Drops of blood.
In this world, "recognizing relatives by shedding blood" is a very reliable method. It is said that "the gods are hidden in the blood." Only when they are compatible will they be attracted to each other and then merge together, which means "together we belong to the same god." This It's different from the previous life.
The three drops of blood were obviously very far away, but they were pulled by a magical force and suddenly moved. Then his blood and Xia Xiaosu's blood first "clicked" together, and then they merged with Feng Niuma's. Together, they merged into a whole, falling redly in the center of the crystal vessel.
Xia Ji's pupils shrank slightly, "The Su family..."
He returned to the secret room again and unlocked Feng Niuma's dumb hole.
"Did your Highness test my blood?"
Xia Ji looked at him and said slowly: "You and I share the same blood."
Feng Niuma was dumbfounded and his eyes widened.
Xia Ji said again: "Don't get me wrong, you are not from the royal family."
There was an incomprehensible look in Feng Niuma's eyes, and his face was full of question marks. No matter how rich his imagination was, he could not imagine such a complicated relationship.
After a long time, he said: "Actually, Feng's time is running out. He is extremely ill and there is no cure. This time he went out to the mountain. Firstly, he wanted to do something to see the turmoil in the world. Secondly, he also wanted to see if... If you can find a way to extend your life, the third reason is to find a successor for what you have learned throughout your life.
If His Highness can tell Feng the truth truthfully, Feng will be willing to cooperate with His Highness in doing anything. "
Xia Ji looked at him, "Really anything?"
"Doesn't violate morality."
"I just want you to tell me everything in your life, and then write down the secrets and sword skills you have learned and pass them on to me."
Feng Niuma hesitated for a long time and nodded slowly.
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Next.
The Turkic envoy did not dare to cause trouble again, and the Turkic general who was hiding behind the scenes did not dare to show his face from beginning to end. They took the portrait given by Xia Xiaosu, respectfully thanked the Queen for her kindness, and then evacuated.
In the imperial capital, the news about King Shenwu spread again. The young prince's reputation began to recover, and those "evil names and infamy" were quickly disappearing.
Fengyun Tower has three lists of heaven, earth and people for people to refer to. Although legends are not included in the list, Fengyun Tower will produce "Legend Records".
At this time, a scholar slowly wrote in small letters in front of the window: "In the year 999 of the Shang calendar, King Shenwu fought fiercely in the rain. The enemy was a two-foot-long wolf ghost, and eight of the dead were killed. The next day it was sunny, and a strange monster appeared in the city, two feet tall. Zhang, they are suspected to be ancient species that came with the Turkic envoys, but they have all been killed."
After the scholar finished writing, he read the legend again.
—"Shenwu King" Xia Ji
-legend
- Realm: Suspected to have crossed the Dharma Realm
- Specialized in Kung Fu: Fudo Ming King Body, Treasure Sun Emperor Body, Nine Yang Heart Sutra, Eighteen Prison Suppressing Powers, Unknown Flying Knife Technique, Unknown Spirit Mysterious Technique, Unknown Void Invisible Killing and Saving People Technique
—All magical objects: Tathagata rosary beads (many), burning lamps, and suspected storage space for clothes
—All divine weapons: Great Dark Sky Halberd, Crazy Lion Magic Armor
The scholar looked at the portrait of the young man on the legend record. This portrait was painted by a national artist in the building. It can be said that it has some essence.
The scholar held his snow cheek and looked at the boy who was two years younger than himself. He saw that the ink pen outlined a perfect blend of tranquility and domineering. He was domineering and domineering, yet gentle and friendly with a sense of life.
"Jing, how many times have I told you that the Legend Record cannot be used for more than one stick of incense."
A voice came from outside the door, "After recording it, put it back. These secret records need to be compiled every three years, and this legendary record cannot be spread, otherwise our Fengyun Tower may be in disaster."
"I know, landlord."
The scholar reluctantly closed the book, and then said: "If we only use three lists to determine the realm, is it too vague? Can the system divisions in the Middle Ages be restored and spread to the world?"
"The four acquired realms, the four innate realms, the ultimate mind, and the Dharma, are these ten realms?"
"Exactly."
The host gently stroked his long beard and said with emotion: "The birth of Xuan Gong five hundred years ago was a big secret. The major forces did not want this secret to be spread, so they abandoned the realm. But now that this has passed, then When the next three rankings are released, add the realm title and spread the word."
The scholar then opened the Legend Record again.
"Mirror, what are you doing?"
The scholar took up his pen and put it down behind the "realm column" of "King Shenwu". The original font disappeared directly, and then changed to "Suspected Eleventh Realm".
The host asked: "Jing, you don't even know what the eleventh realm is, do you?"
"It's just better than the law," the scholar said with a smile, "I'm so lucky to be able to live in the same era as such a man. From now on, I will use him as a subject and record it specifically."
After a long time, the scholar said calmly: "Master, the world has misunderstood King Shenwu for so long. Now that his reputation is recovering, I will apply to add fuel to the fire and help him."
"If the people in the building want to use public opinion to add fuel to the flames, they can do so, but a thousand points will be deducted for this matter."
"One thousand..." The scholar was speechless for a moment, and then said, "Button it."
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