"The "Wu Sheng Dao" and "Silver Dragon Codex" have been written."
"How long do you have to live?"
"Less than a month."
"This month, you will live in the palace. If you die, I will give you a generous burial."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Feng Niuma sighed, "This world is really like a big dream..."
"Next time you come, I will bring you some jars of fine wine." Xia Ji sat next to him, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Feng Niuma said: "His Highness can tell such secrets truthfully, I can't thank you enough. If it had been someone else, maybe Feng would have been silenced long ago, right?"
At this time, the two of them were no longer sitting in the secret room, but drinking tea in the courtyard. However, Feng Niuma's whole body was blocked, and he was just spending the rest of his life like an ordinary dying person.
During this month, the two of them lived in the same palace, living in two rooms. They chatted a lot on weekdays, their parents were petty, and they often boasted and spanked. They also drank and got drunk together, and chatted about women together.
King Shenwu doesn't look like a young man at all. In terms of Buddhist principles, skills, and knowledge, they are all above him.
Feng Niu Ma looked at this young man with admiration in his heart. He had been encouraging him from the beginning to the end. If his life was not about to end, Feng Niu Ma would have knelt down and called "Teacher".
And in this daily life, Xia Ji almost recorded all the details of the North Sword King's life, the past events in his memories, various life trajectories, who he had met, what speculations he had in his heart, and what things were going on in his life. Major changes and other things are all under control.
Feng Niuma vaguely knew what King Shenwu was going to do, but he was speechless. King Shenwu had a great reputation. No one in the north knew about it. Even in the south, there should be many people who knew about it, right
Who could he pretend to be
If you wear a human skin mask, it will be easy to see through, right
After all, his figure, his temperament, even wearing tattered beggar's clothes could not hide his brilliance.
But King Shenwu didn't say anything, and Feng Niu Ma didn't ask.
Feng Niu Ma was clearly about to die, but instead he began to ask King Shenwu about martial arts.
Xia Ji also said everything he knew and said everything.
It's early morning again.
Birds sing on the branches.
Feng Niu Ma was neatly dressed and sat under the eaves, watching the sky fall.
The North Sword King now exuded a prodigal-like aura. His gray hair was falling quietly, and his beard was a bit thick, but his eyes looked rare and calm.
However, his body has decayed, his energy is no longer strong and vigorous, his old injuries are unstoppable, and his life is coming to an end.
Xia Ji sat next to him.
Feng Niuma slowly pushed out the dragon jade that concealed the mystery of his life experience, and the two knives, "One sword is spring water, and the other is black cloud. The spring water saves people, and the black cloud kills people. I entrust it to you."
Xia Ji took the dragon jade into his arms, and grabbed two swords, one black and one white, and waved them twice in his hands. Immediately, Chun Shui unsheathed them at will, and the blade tore across the sky. The terrifying aura suddenly escaped, and only a When the silver giant dragon was cut out from the tip of the knife, it roared and circled around the courtyard. Under the pressure, there was silence all around. Everything seemed to have sensed the power coming from the top of the pyramid, and they all became quiet.
Feng Niuma was dumbfounded, "You... have practiced the Silver Dragon Code to the highest level in less than a month?!"
Xia Ji pulled out Hei Yun with his left hand, and the knife just flashed in his hand. However, it gave people the feeling of "everything is chopped into pieces wherever it goes."
He struck back with a knife,
That's not a knife anymore,
But a light,
It was death itself, filled with the aura of killing, so much so that the courtyard that had just been quiet suddenly boiled. Countless crawling insects and ants in the soil rushed out, while the delicate and motionless birds on the treetops flapped their wings and flew away. , everything is escaping quickly, because all living beings have the intention of "avoiding death".
This knife is death, so they can only run away.
"Wusheng Dao, are you also accomplished? No... you are not only accomplished, you have also surpassed... you..."
Surprise and shock flashed across Feng Niuma's face, and he finally calmed down. He had originally thought of dying as a "trustee" today, but at this time, he had changed his mind.
He climbed up hard, knelt on his knees under the eaves, and said in the most sincere voice in his life: "Please perform a sermon for me."
Xia Ji nodded.
Then he stood up and said slowly: "Although Wu Sheng Dao is powerful and Silver Dragon Code is powerful, after all, they are passed down by others and obtained through initiation. This is not good."
Feng Niu Ma raised his voice and said, "Please."
The words just fell.
Xia Ji had already drawn his sword, and the black sword flashed past his hand.
This sword was unremarkable, and it didn't even show its appearance.
But where the knife crossed, all the light disappeared, and all objects moved towards the knife. Even Feng Niu Ma felt an inexplicable gravitational force, leading his body to rush towards the knife.
When the knife stopped, the dust and stone chips on the ground had floated half a foot into the air, and the gravitational force had also passed, and many "snap" sounds came from the courtyard.
Feng Niuma stared at this scene with his eyes wide open. He wanted to carve this knife into the depths of his soul and take it to the underworld, although he still did not understand what this knife was about.
"If the knife is extremely fast, the power of the knife itself will be great. If you can swing a knife at the speed of light, then the power hidden in the knife will be infinite, and the knife itself will be infinitely heavy, so that all things will be affected by it. All people will be attracted to this sword, and at this time, the role of the Silver Dragon Dharma is to lock the shape of the entire sword so that the sword will not shatter under this blow."
Feng Niu Ma:? ?
Why does the knife become heavier as the speed increases
Why does everything become attracted when the knife becomes heavier
Xia Ji found that if he wanted to explain this sentence, he had to first talk about the law of universal gravitation and the theory of relativity, and to talk about universal gravitation, he had to first tell him a story about an apple falling from a tree.
So, he said concisely and concisely: "Everything has a way. The high mountains are the way of mountains, and the depth of water is the way of rivers."
Feng Niuma understood: "Your Highness is saying that the way of the sword is to be fast?"
Xia Ji wanted to say, "No, because mass and energy are one and the same, so increasing energy means increasing mass, and energy is proportional to speed, so as long as the knife is fast enough, the mass will be large enough, and then let's talk about gravity... "
But he didn't say anything, he just nodded and uttered eight words: "The greatest truth is simplicity, return to nature."
Feng Niu Ma showed a look of joy.
"If I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening. Thank you very much."
He lay prone on the ground, his eyes slowly closing, and his life came to an end at this moment.
He chose to die as a "seeker", seeking benevolence and receiving benevolence.
Xia Ji took a step forward. His body shape changed, and his muscles and bones were reorganized. When he reappeared, he looked like a young man full of the aura of a prodigal son. He inserted the black and white swords into his waist and walked a few steps. Who could recognize him as Xia Ji? pole
However…
A clear "click" sound came,
The black knife shattered.
Although this sword is a famous sword, it is still an ordinary sword, so it cannot withstand the slash he just wielded with the energy and blood power of the eleventh realm, even if it is protected by true energy.
"Fortunately I still have one."
Xia Ji threw away the black knife, and then put the white knife spring water into the dark gold python robe.
Feng Niuma was buried quietly and generously. He had lived in seclusion for a long time and came to the imperial capital alone, so no one knew that the legend of a generation was dead.
Xia Ji counted the time, and tomorrow was the day he made an appointment with the other six people in the underworld.
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At this time, an island was ushering in twilight, the light gradually dimmed, and the entire island and the manor in the center became gloomy.
"Miss, the master asked me to call you."
"Let dad wait, I have something to do."
Qiu Xueer was sitting in a luxurious house. Everything in the house was decorated in an antique style. The woman walked to the bronze mirror, picked up a bright lipstick and put it on her mouth, then took a liner and began to draw her eyebrows slowly.
After a long time, she smiled in the mirror.
"Tomorrow is the time to meet the new Yama. I don't know what kind of person he is."
She murmured to herself, and suddenly a strange shadow flashed in the bronze mirror.
"who?"
Qiu Xue'er did not turn around suddenly, but her whole body suddenly became full of energy, tense like a ten-stone bow, and her whole body seemed like arrows on the bow string, ready to be fired at any time.
However, there was no movement.
She sensed her surroundings carefully, and there was absolutely no other presence in the house.
Just when she was about to relax, she saw another strange shadow crawling across the wall, and disappeared in a flash, going to nowhere.
"who!!"
Qiu Xueer's heart was beating wildly. She no longer hesitated and took out the Chakravartin Mask from her arms.
As long as you wear this mask, you will have the unique power in the mask. When the time comes, your strength will directly reach the level of legend. No matter what kind of enemy you are, you no longer have to worry.
In order to prevent unnecessary complications, she wore it as soon as she was told.
Snapped.
The simple and mysterious textured mask was fastened on her face, and the powerful power returned to her body. However, the next moment, the woman's whole body froze. She suddenly made a whining sound, and then turned around like crazy. Chakravartin mask,
But the mask seemed to be welded to her face, motionless, and allowed her to tear it apart. Instead, it became tighter and tighter, until the woman pulled it until her face was bleeding, but it still remained motionless.
After a short while, Qiu Xueer stopped struggling, her hands hanging down,
He stood quietly for a moment, then quietly sat back in front of the bronze mirror. A pair of closed eyes suddenly opened, becoming evil and creepy, with a bit of joy and ridicule.
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Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~
The spring rain was blown sideways by the night wind and fell on the dark earth. The extremely weak light illuminated the ponds of different depths on the ground.
Da da da…
One foot after another, I stepped across these ponds, splashing muddy water and scattering birds.
More than a dozen men in black were holding long knives in their hands, chasing the lost travelers like agile ferocious beasts in the darkness.
"Huhuhu..."
Lu Hongyan ran quickly, panting heavily.
His heart was so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat, but his eyes remained calm.
His internal strength was almost exhausted.
"Damn it, aren't you just bullying others? What I didn't want was for you to force me."
Lu Hongyan suddenly stopped and stopped running.
The dozen or so men in black immediately wrapped themselves up and surrounded him, "Boy, please understand what you are causing. Don't be a fool when you get to the underworld."
Lu Hongyan said angrily: "What happened to me?"
"Are you allowed to touch the fourth lady of the Zhao family? The toad wants to eat swan meat. Since you don't know what to do, we will give you a ride today."
Lu Hongyan murmured, "Are you going to send me to the underworld?", and then suddenly burst into laughter. While laughing, he took out a mysterious and simple mask from his arms, and then pressed it on his face. This is Mount Tai. King's mask.
"No need to send it away, I'll show you what the underworld is."
The man in black looked at the mask, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart, "Kill him!"
Clang, clang, clang!
With the sound of the knife, many cold lights slashed towards Lu Hongyan.
However, the young man did not block, dodge or fight back. He suddenly let out a miserable cry. One moment he was laughing, but now he was wailing. The cry was terrifying.
Dang Dang Dang! !
Many sword lights containing inner strength have also stood on the young man, but they are... like splitting gold and stone, making a harsh sound.
"Kill him, kill him!!"
The man in black was a little stupid and became more and more uneasy.
One knife after another was struck at the strange young man rapidly.
However, the young man didn't move at all. Suddenly, the closed eyes in his mask opened, extremely evil, "Hey...".
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Such things happened in six places at the same time, silently.
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The next day.
Xia Ji returned to Huaqing Hubian's house.
The one-month deadline has expired.
He needs to go to the underworld through the "transit station" and meet the other six members to see if he can form his own intelligence organization.
The underworld is a mezzanine space, and the principle of entering the underworld...
Xia Ji used the method from his previous life to understand and found it clear and easy to understand:
"Transit station" is the "login account", but this account is not a username and password, but a fixed location and wearing a corresponding underworld mask;
"Underworld" means "entering the room", but this room is not virtual, but real.
After entering the underworld,
A gloomy-toned square appeared in front of him.
A dark figure was already standing in the square, waiting quietly.
Xia Ji looked and saw that it was the Wheel-turning King.
The black shadow exuded a faint coercion, and there was a hint of weirdness in it, revealing an indescribable evil. The figure seemed to blend in with the environment of the underworld in the darkness.
Seeing the person coming, the man wearing the mask of Chakravartin said, "I have seen Yama."
Xia Ji responded, and then asked: "Where are the others?"
"Please Yama, come with me. There is a big secret hidden in my underworld, and we need to open it together. They... are all waiting for you."
Xia Ji remained silent.
"We've been waiting for you for a long time."
After the Wheel King finished speaking, he walked forward.
Xia Ji glanced away and saw blood on the edge of Wheel King's mask. It was very faint, but in his eyes it was very clear.
"What's wrong with your face?"
"I'm a little injured, it's okay." Chakravartin King said hoarsely, "Let's go, you are the only one missing."
Xia Ji followed him and walked forward, only to see a black waterfall appearing in the underworld in the distance. The waterfall fell from the sky and did not reach the top. It spanned more than a hundred feet and thousands of feet, and a raging torrent passed through the ground of the underworld. , and then came out deeper. From the beginning to the end, this waterfall should be like a roaring roar of a roaring ocean wave hitting the cliff, but it was silent, as if watching a movie with the sound muted.
Getting closer, even Xia Ji's expression changed slightly, because this waterfall was not made of water, but... corpses, countless corpses, not only human corpses but also various animals and plants, mixed together Being together is not only shocking, but also makes one’s hair stand on end and one’s heart is filled with horror.
A little further forward, he could even see human faces with their eyes rolled up and their mouths wide open as if they were about to let out a shrill wail. As soon as these faces appeared, they were drowned by more corpses, and countless faces, limbs, In this extremely fast flow and extremely quiet environment, there is an atmosphere of terror.
"What's this?"
King Chakravartin said: "This is our opportunity, hurry up... Yama, it's just you."
His voice became urgent.
The other five figures always had their backs to him, but Xia Ji vaguely heard the sound of swallowing saliva.
"Yam Luo, come here quickly, come quickly, come quickly."
In the voice of impatient urging, Xia Ji slowed down his steps. He looked up and saw that the places where the masks of the other five people fit into their skins were covered with blood stains. It seemed that if they were pulled along the skin, their entire faces would be covered in blood. Can be torn off.
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