Xia Ji asked the Su family to wait a moment, and then summoned his disciples to the courtyard.
Su Shu and the Su family boy named Su Fan were both very curious about the emperor's style, so they were willing to wait and chose a seat to sit and watch.
After Zhao Yange woke up in the study, he stood in the courtyard in panic.
The last time she was able to come back, she barely escaped death.
With her strength, she couldn't beat those killers, but she was able to hide. She even managed to survive Xia Ji's destruction of the Blood Rain Tower, so she survived.
Xia Ji glanced at the seventy-two disciples. The distance between the disciples was getting wider and wider. The first few showed signs of being little monsters, while the ones behind them were lacking in energy and spirit. .
After all, in this kind of environment, if you are suppressed every day and your morale is low, you will not be able to improve.
"From today on, the seventy-two of you will be organized into thirty-six groups. When you go out to preach in the early spring of next year, you will be together. You will come and go together and help each other. If you can return together, you will be given an extra reward by the teacher."
The disciples' eyes suddenly lit up, but soon they were speechless...
"Feng Chuixue, you and Zhao Yange are on a team."
"Xu Lingling, you and Pang Yi are in a group."
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"Nian Ying, you and Li Wangyu are in a group."
"Du Bai, you and Sun Bieya are in the same group."
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Xia Ji reported in turn.
The rules for grouping are very simple, that is, the first place and the last place are divided together, and so on, so that the sum of the places can maintain balance.
Du Bai glanced coldly at the dull round-faced girl, Sun Bieya, who was ranked sixty-seventh, and nodded casually.
Nian Ying looked at Li Wangyu, who was as fierce as a lion but could only rank sixty-five. She really didn't want to be in a group with such a laggard, but since it was arranged by the teacher, she paid attention. Anyway, we just got to know each other.
Xu Lingling's innocent expression suddenly wrinkled, as if she had eaten ten bitter melons. She looked at Pang Yi, who was ranked seventy-one, with disgust, as if she was looking at a waste.
Zhao Yange really didn't expect that he would be partnered with the number one lunatic, but he suddenly felt a sense of security. The wind and snow had suppressed everyone for more than ten years, but his power was still very powerful.
So, the little short girl hurried over, bowed slightly to Feng Chuixue, and said respectfully: "Please... please give me more advice."
Feng Chuixue glanced at Xia Ji, who nodded to him.
Feng Chuixue then looked seriously at the girl ranked last, and said with the same respect: "Please give me more advice."
His respect made Zhao Yange stunned for a long time. This little girl knew that she was not pretty, stupid, weak, and had limited potential. She hurriedly said: "No... I don't dare. Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Feng."
Feng Chuixue didn't know how to get along with others, and he had never had a partner. He had never even thought about it, so he replied: "Please give me some advice."
Zhao Yange hurriedly shut up. She knew that if she continued to speak, this terrifying but lonely Senior Brother Feng would continue to salute her.
Every group is working together.
However, the bigger the gap in rankings, the more bizarre the running-in becomes.
Xia Ji told them to practice well, and then followed Su Shu and the others out of the village.
In the evening, the three of them had gone to Su's house through Yumu Lake.
The dragon flying chariot carried the three of them through the clouds and the narrow airway to the second heaven.
In the welcoming hall in the center of the Second Heaven, the head of the Su family and another little old man in black were sitting together.
The person who can keep the head of the family company is naturally probably the head of the Wu family.
As for Su Daji, who is not here, the ancestor has lost his identity by coming here like this.
At this time, there were many people sitting on both sides of the hall, obviously elites from the Su and Wu families.
Xia Ji glanced away again, only to find that in addition to the Su and Wu families, there were actually three other different costumes. People from the other three families must have come as well.
As Xia Ji walked in, the entire hall became quiet.
Everyone looked at the imperial master of the Su family.
Xia Ji stepped forward with an unbiased gaze. When he arrived at the palace, he bowed slightly and said, "I have met the master of the family."
The head of the family asked: "Did you kill the underground forces of Lord Wu Jiayin?"
Xia Ji said lightly: "Yes."
The head of the family asked again: "Yesterday the Wu family sent the Ghost Emperor to the human world. Were you the one who injured him?"
Xia Jidao: "If the man in the lake manor is the Ghost Emperor, then I was the one who injured him. After all, I have never seen him."
The head of the family asked curiously: "You didn't see him, how come you seriously injured him?"
Xia Jidao: "Even though the distance is thousands of meters, it can be done with just one knife."
Everyone was in an uproar...
The head of the family continued to ask: "Why do you do this?"
Xia Ji said calmly: "The underground forces of Lord Wu Jiayin killed my disciple for no reason, and the Ghost Emperor's men actually tried to rob my disciple at his wedding dinner. I just retaliated with tooth."
The little old man in black from the Wu family said: "For the sake of a few untouchables from outside the clan, you hurt the noble emperor of my family. Hmm, do you consider yourself a member of the family?"
Xia Ji said directly: "I spared him some mercy and didn't kill him. This was for the sake of the living family members.
Besides, if he was really noble and an emperor, why was he wounded by my sword
Is he considered an emperor
If so, your Wu family is too weak, right? "
His extremely domineering reply made the young elites of the Su family shine in their eyes. They felt that this guy was really awesome and worthy of being a member of the Su family. However, the older generation looked worried.
Before the head of the Wu family could speak, Xia Ji continued: "I don't take the initiative to cause trouble, nor do I take the initiative to hurt others, but if someone bullies me, then stretch out one hand and I will cut off the other hand, and I will kill the person who comes. one person."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The little old man in black from the Wu family slammed the bench, "The old man is here today. He just came to your Su family to ask for an explanation, and he bullied you. Do you dare to kill me? ?”
The head of the Su family glanced at Xia Ji.
He naturally knows this person's true status and weight in the Su family.
So, after thinking for a while, he looked around and said, "How about giving it a try? So that the head of the Wu family can teach me, the younger generation of the Su family, a lesson?"
The little old man in black from the Wu family had questions all over his face.
The others were confused.
What kind of mysterious operation is this
As the head of the Su family, isn't it time for you to smooth things over at this time
It’s okay if you don’t smooth things over and don’t speak, but why are you fanning the flames
The little old man in black from the Wu family was choked there for a moment, not knowing what to say and having no place to step down.
Xia Ji raised his head and said, "Su family disciple Feng Nanbei, please fight."
The little old man in black from the Wu family:…
If he were to end the game in person, winning would be nothing, but losing or drawing would be embarrassing to death.
At this time, on the side of the hall, a figure wrapped in a black robe "floated" out.
"Wu You, a disciple of the Wu family, please fight."
The little old man in black glanced at him, "The Ghost Emperor has been defeated in the eleventh realm, what else are you going to do," so he said: "Go back."
The black-robed figure seemed a little unwilling, but eventually retreated slowly.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, falling into some kind of mysterious deadlock.
The Su family is not a mortal family, not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will.
Having shaken the family system, the head of the Su family can go and say hello one by one, but the head of the Su family is also very reckless and tough about this kind of thing.
In short, in one sentence, if your skills are inferior to others, your death will be in vain. Do you want my disciples to give an explanation
There are no doors.
Do you really think that my Su family is not an aristocratic family
A middle-aged Zhou who was sitting next to the hall raised his voice and said, "We are both from aristocratic families, so I think this fight is not good."
This broke the deadlock, and people from the other two families on the side also said: "Yes, in the human world, when everyone is in charge, it is normal to fight and have conflicts, but if it is specifically mentioned, there are indeed some Oh no."
The little old man in black naturally knew this, but the one who was injured was the Ghost Emperor, his most useful son and the emperor of the Wu family!
So, he suddenly said quietly: "Feng Nanbei, where does your strength come from?"
Before Xia Ji could reply, the ancestor of the Su family directly retorted: "Old Wu, can't my disciple have a trump card? If he loses a game, he just asks a question. Then does my family still have secrets?"
The little old man in black said: "He can seriously injure the Ghost Emperor. This power is not simple."
Xia Ji said calmly: "Don't go and check. Although I am in the ten realms, I have ten thousand methods."
The little old man in black: "Where did Wanfa come from?"
Xia Jidao: "After ten years of walking and ten years of reading, I have poems and books in my belly, and I can perform all kinds of magic by myself."
The little old man fell silent, his face full of questions.
At this time, a disciple of the Wu family suddenly sent a message, apparently telling the head of the Wu family about "Tian Xia Jin Qi".
The head of the family glanced at Xia Ji and suddenly said: "Okay! It seems that the Su family has a genius! But this matter is still a cause and effect after all, and must be solved."
Suddenly someone said: "Then follow the old rules and use forces outside the aristocratic family to fight. The aristocratic family will not end up personally."
Xia Ji said: "How can I have any power? If I seize the power in the light, it will be a hindrance to the national division. If I seize the power in the dark, it will be a hindrance to the Yinjun. If I seize the military power, I will be a hindrance to the general." , taking away the Confucian ministers is a hindrance to the literary leader."
Everyone thought about it. According to the original plan, the emperor's master had little power at this time and only had reputation. When the new king began to ascend the throne, he would have many mortal dignitaries as vassals.
Moreover, this kind of large-scale confrontation is not good for the establishment of the new dynasty and the collective fight against the fire disaster.
The little old man suddenly said: "Feng Nanbei, since you have disciples, then you can only use ordinary disciples to complete this cause and effect.
Five years later, you will have three disciples, and my Wu family will have three ordinary disciples. The three of them will fight each other, and two will win out of three. It will determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death.
If you lose, please come to my Wu house and admit your mistake.
If my Wu family loses, the Ghost Emperor will bear the blame and come to your Su family to admit his mistake.
After this incident, no matter what, the grievances will be settled and no one can pursue them any further. Otherwise, they will be enemies of my five great families at the same time. Are you willing? "
Xia Ji smiled and said, "But the Ghost Emperor is not here."
The little old man said: "I've decided, that's all."
Xia Jidao: "How do I know if the people you picked are really secular disciples of your Wu family? What if you go to the deep mountains and old forests and find three unworldly strong men who live in seclusion and call them your disciples?"
The little old man's eyes were full of confidence, and he pondered for a while and said: "This is a simple matter. In half a month, we will go to Wangjiang Tower to decide on the person first. We can see each other clearly, and no one can fake it by then."
The head of the Su family added: "One more thing. Before these six people duel, no aristocratic family can interfere with them. They are not allowed to do things like poisoning or assassination. Whoever does it will be against me." The five major families are enemies."
The little old man said: "That's how it should be."
"good!"
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"Mr. Feng, you are so domineering and make people feel comfortable."
"Yes, my Su family just needs someone like Mr. Feng to be in charge."
Su Shu and another young man kept talking.
"When Mr. Feng finishes his secular life and returns to the Su family, I think he will definitely become an emperor!"
"Of course, Mr. Feng is only at the tenth level and can crush the Ghost Emperor of the Wu family. If Mr. Feng reaches the eleventh level, he will still be able to shake the world and cry ghosts and gods."
"I don't like the peaceful way the family handles things now, especially Su Yu. That thief rebelled and joined the Wu family. Why should our Su family just forget about it? Are you kidding me?"
"Su Yu turned out to be a traitor, you deserve to die!"
The boy and girl from the Su family started chatting again.
Xia Ji didn't stay too long. Hu Xian'er accompanied her mother in the Fourth Heaven every day, and the news could be reported in real time.
Accompanied by the two of them, he left Su's house.
From the bottom of the lake, we headed west all the way back to Mirror Lake.
The little girl named Wan Shi in Jinghu Lake was very smart this time. She may have memorized the immortal's body shape. When Xia Ji stood in front of the cabin, she recognized the immortal and hurriedly greeted Xia Ji. Entered the cabin.
After making tea, I stood awkwardly, not even daring to sit down.
Xia Ji didn't take it seriously. After reaching the middle of the lake, he left five taels of silver and left, of which two taels were the cost of the pot of good tea.
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Half a month later.
Late autumn has passed and early winter has arrived.
Light snow slowly falls on the streets and alleys of Jiangnan.
Wangjiang Tower, looking at the river from the upper floor, the river spans thousands of miles, countless waves, and endless flow for eternity.
Upstairs, four people were already sitting on the top floor.
One person was drinking tea, while the other two men and one woman were sitting quietly.
The man drinking tea has a free and easy posture, his white hair is tied casually behind his back, and his expression is as natural as a leisurely man. Even if he is extremely restrained, he will inadvertently exude a romantic demeanor that ordinary people cannot imitate.
The other two teenagers and one girl are also extremely bright. Anyone sitting there will make people feel extraordinary, let alone three people together
One of the teenagers was sitting in the corner, his head lowered and his eyes not in contact with anyone. The bustle of Wangjiang Tower was incompatible with him. He could only turn his head and look at the rushing river outside the railing.
When the beautiful girl who was serving tea and water upstairs came to ask him if he wanted to drink tea, he actually blushed and said "no".
At this time, the extremely strong girl who was more than two meters tall spoke: "Hey, Senior Brother Feng is shy?"
The young man explained: "I am excited when my opponent comes."
The strong girl blinked innocently, pretending to really believe his evil ways: "Oh."
These two people are naturally Feng Chuixue and Xu Lingling.
The other boy was extremely strong, over 1.9 meters tall, bold and heroic, with a calm expression and mature face. His eyes shone with maturity far beyond his peers. Even if someone called him uncle, he wouldn't be surprised.
He was carrying a huge knife on his back, his hair was disheveled, and his posture was extremely free and easy.
He is the third among Xia Ji's seventy-two disciples - Xie Qiongfeng.
If Feng Chuixue is a believer and Xu Lingling is a butcher, then he is a hero.
Five thousand and five hundred years ago,
Xia Ji sprinkled the seeds.
Then, five thousand five hundred years later,
Will believers become gods
Will the Butcher become the Demon Lord
Will a hero become an emperor
It's too early to say this.
They were just waiting for someone.