Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 221: Visions arose in the northern region, and stormy clouds rolled across the south

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The weather is becoming more and more unusual.

As spring passes and summer solstice approaches, Xia Ji is holding a scroll and reading quietly.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. When he looked up, he saw heavy snow falling on the lake.

Looking at the sky in the distance, there was a vague appearance of lightning and thunder.

The thunder made an unprecedented loud noise, frightening the entire earth into silence, and then the world-destroying thunder and lightning weaved into a net, fell from the sky, and covered the earth thousands of miles away.

Xia Ji watched the red-tailed fish swimming uneasily by the lake, so he said gently: "Don't be afraid."

Today, he has engaged in nearly 20,000 dharma disciplines.

All methods can polish one image, but now he wants to polish the second image.

But at this moment, he suddenly became excited and put the book in front of his knees and looked up at the sky.

In July, there is snow and thunder.

This is a phenomenon that has not been seen in decades, and this kind of weather has not been recorded in local chronicles.

Xia Ji closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and calculated.

Although he has not yet learned the divination method of the same level as Xia Qingxuan's [Wangxiang Wangqi], he will eventually learn a lot.

It is not troublesome to calculate such phenomena of heaven and earth, nor does it need to pay too much.

On the contrary, those who expect thunder in a silent place will lose their life to an unknown extent.

He first counted with his fingers.

Then he took out three ancient copper coins from the storage space, tossed them six times, and combined them with the hexagram books of this world to get a "Zhen Gua".

His eyes quickly swept over and landed on the top six. He murmured in his mouth: "Shock the ropes, look at the strong and strong, and ward off evil. The shock will not affect its bow, and it will not blame its neighbors."

Then he took out the tortoise shell and did some calculations.

Because his algorithm was not very good and he didn't pay the price, he tried it a few more times.

Fortunately, the signs brought by this kind of heaven and earth vision are very obvious, and the information obtained from several divination is also very similar.

This information was so confusing that Xia Ji couldn't tell what it was about, but he was certain of one thing:

It seems that this vision of heaven and earth is not groundless, but something really happened in the north, or someone came into the world to bring about such a wonder. Anyway, it seems to have nothing to do with him.

However, in this era, who else can bring wonders

Xia Ji was a little curious, but he quickly shook his head, grabbed the book and continued reading, throwing some spiritual herbs to the red-tailed fish from time to time.

Perhaps because it ate too much spiritual grass, the scales on the whole body of this intelligent fish turned golden red, making it sparkle and very beautiful.

One person, one fish and one island, just enjoying the peace day after day in this wonder of heaven and earth.

Because of his disciples, Xia Ji no longer has to make three meals a day by himself.

The disciples would not disturb the teacher. Only when the meal was served, they would stand quietly beside Xia Ji and say a few words or ask a few questions.

The person who delivered the meal today was Nian Ying. She was tall and had a pretty face. After bringing the plate, she pressed her hands against the pillars of the pavilion, looking like she was hesitant to speak.

Xia Ji said while eating, "Just say whatever you want."

Nian Ying said: "Teacher... I was seven years old when I first came here, and now in the blink of an eye I am already twenty."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Are you reminding me, my teacher?"

"No, no, no," Nian Ying waved her hands hurriedly: "That's not what I meant. I... I just wanted to ask the teacher if he is waiting for her?"

she

Xia Ji:? ?

Which her

He suddenly realized that this disciple should be talking about Su Tian. Speaking of which, Su Tian had indeed not been here for a long time. At first, Su Tian pretended to be her Taoist companion and stayed with her sweetly.

But the immortal species is not a love species. After talking for a while, she found that the "transaction" mode was the most comfortable to get along with her, so she changed the method. After all, she seemed to be busy with something.

Therefore, Xia Ji shook his head.

Nian Ying looked worried and asked tentatively: "Does the teacher miss her?"

Xia Ji shook his head again.

Su Tian is a chess player. Even if she and you are as sticky as glue, just like honey to make you feel sweet and warm, she is still a chess player.

Otherwise, she doesn't deserve to live in this era.

And such people will never put feelings in the most important position.

Over the past ten years, he has thought about this clearly, so naturally he will not think about Su Tian.

Nian Ying said: "Then teacher, why don't you go out for a walk?"

Xia Jiqi said: "I have been away as a teacher for ten years, and I have only been back for more than two years. You want me to go out again?"

Nian Ying said: "Maybe the teacher can meet someone who will accompany you throughout your life?"

Xia Ji finally understood what this disciple meant. She just saw herself getting older and felt that she should go out and find a confidante.

So, he shook his head again, "No."

Nian Ying stopped asking. She lowered her head and waited quietly for Xia Ji to eat. After finishing the meal, she cleared away the dishes and left.

If you live in one place, time starts to fly.

Xia Ji is moving forward at an average rate of obtaining 10,000 skill beads in two years.

And if he has any insights, he will write them down in books and store them in the library in the lake.

And what he wrote would always make the seventy-two disciples rush over to watch it immediately. Even those who couldn't understand would copy it secretly, and Xia Ji didn't care.

He thought that the military force in this world could be improved, so that the gap between Fanchen and the aristocratic family could be evened out. However, there were so many people in Fanchen, the number was not comparable to the aristocratic family, and in the catastrophes again and again, there would definitely be a lot more people. An anomaly, and that's what he wanted to see.

His heart has become at peace. He no longer has a narrow love and hate towards the family and his ancestors, but has the posture of a chess player who has calmed down and sat on the other side.

Nothing to do with grudges, nothing to do with anything.

It's just that the camps are different, the positions are different, and the will is different.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed. In terms of mortal age, Xia Ji is already thirty-six years old.

There is still one year left before the agreement with the Wu family.

And this is another snowy season, and the snow is falling during the Chinese New Year.

Years later, a disciple finally came to say goodbye.

Now the disciples are divided into brothers and sisters according to their ranking.

According to the ranking, Feng Chuixue is the senior brother, and the disciple who bids farewell is named Yu Long, ranking fifty-sixth.

He is handsome and upright, with an appearance of talent, and his temperament is also humble, polite and sensible. When he puts on rich and noble clothes, he becomes a personable and graceful young man from troubled times. He can be regarded as a character in the Normal People series.

Xia Ji was impressed by him, so he asked: "Has the realm been broken?"

Yu Long knelt in the snow and said respectfully: "I have initially awakened my bloodline, and I am still practicing the three profound arts of essence, energy and spirit."

"What bloodline?"

Yu Long knelt and took two steps back and roared.

And his body began to expand and become larger.

As the snow foam flew into the air, he transformed into a giant snow leopard kneeling on both legs.

Even when he was kneeling, the snow leopard was still nearly three feet tall. His figure was far higher than the pavilion, giving him a commanding view of Xiang Xia.

Yu Long seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly got down and lay down outside the pavilion.

Xia Ji looked at his disciple. He was sure that the reason why his disciple could awaken his bloodline so quickly and to such an unusual degree must be because of the black fire he secretly mixed in the fire.

What's more, he "adds fuel to the fire" every now and then so that the "Black Fire" can maintain its original power.

He looked at the huge beast that was crawling down for more than three feet and more than ten meters, and suddenly asked: "How to attack?"

Snow Leopard still maintained the characteristics of the human face, and the human face said: "Disciple, please stand up and show me."

Xia Ji nodded.

Only then did Yu Long stand up. He was like a standing snow leopard, with a terrifying and exaggerated figure, and skin so strong that it was covered with muscles, and every piece of it contained frightening energy.

He raised one paw to grab the toothpick-like knife at his waist.

As soon as he pulled out the knife, it suddenly glowed with cold light, and he dragged it nearly six meters with his claws.

Obviously this is a specially made knife, and the material is not bad. Those who can make such a knife are not a small force in the world.

In the wind and snow, the snow leopard clutched a six-meter long knife, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place, and then appeared from time to time.

Xia Ji walked out of the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, the snow stopped.

Looking carefully, every snowflake in this area has been blocked by Yu Long's knife, giving the illusion that the snow has stopped.

Xia Ji was not shocked by this exaggerated power, he just watched quietly.

After a long time, Yu Long returned to his original state, except that his original clothes had completely exploded. But just when he returned to his original state, Xia Ji threw out a velvet cloak and covered him.

Yu Long knelt down in the snow, feeling a little scared and regretful, because he knew that the teacher seemed unable to awaken his bloodline, but it was really not good for him to behave like this in front of the teacher.

Xia Ji returned to the pavilion.

For a long time, there was no sound.

Yu Long raised his head slightly curiously and looked at his mentor with bright eyes, only to see his mentor writing quickly at his desk.

He waited quietly.

I waited for about three sticks of incense.

Xia Ji stopped writing and waved a stack of book pages with his left hand. The pages passed through the wind and snow steadily and landed in front of Yu Long.

Yu Long hurriedly picked it up with both hands, and when he glanced around, he found that it was a skill.

After taking another closer look, his eyes widened.

Because this technique was almost tailor-made for him, he couldn't find it himself, but today the teacher actually gave it to him.

These pages were simply priceless to him.

"teacher!"

Yu Long knelt on the ground and bowed deeply, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Xia Ji smiled and asked: "Which family is the girl from?"

Yu Long said: "Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, I met her last year. She didn't know my identity. She only knew that I was a wanderer with no family or sect.

I fell in love with her, but I kept putting it off because I was reluctant to leave. This year, I couldn't put it down because the owner of the village was looking for a good son-in-law and wanted to choose a suitable husband for her.

She was waiting for me, but she couldn't wait too long, so my disciple came to say goodbye. "

Xia Jidao: "It's good to have friendship. After you go out, you can't violate moral principles, you can't kill your fellow sects, you can't call yourself my disciple, and you can't use the Wusheng Sword again."

Yu Long: "Yes, Master."

Xia Ji said: "Go."

Yu Long didn't move. He hesitated and stopped talking.

Xia Ji said: "Just tell me."

Yu Long then stammered: "Disciple...disciple...if I get married, can I invite my mentor to come to the wedding banquet, be my father, and accept my worship from her?"

Xia Ji said: "If I were here, I would come here in disguise."

Yu Long: "Thank you so much, mentor."

After saying that, he kowtowed three times, then stood up, grabbed the shrunken long knife, wrapped himself in a cloak, turned around, shook the snow, and walked away.

A few days later.

The Su family sent a disciple to send a secret letter.

Xia Ji actually knew the contents of the letter a long time ago, because Ji Xuan had told him everything.

Sure enough, the content of the letter was the same as what Ji Xuan said.

In short, Ji Xuan's experience is almost over, and in the early spring of this year, Lei Lu, the lord of Juye City, will die of illness, and King Qing will take the position according to the script. With his temper, King Qing will definitely treat the people well and make a The appearance of a wise king.

But next spring, King Qing will become cruel and ruthless. At this time, the heroes will rise together. Ji Xuan is also one of these heroes, but he has five aristocratic families, including the Imperial Master, the Imperial Master, and the Yinjun Wenshou General. Ji Xuan, who is assisting, has no chance of losing.

Ji Xuanhui spent one year killing King Qing, and another three years consolidating the south. In another year, he directly proclaimed himself emperor, raised his troops to the north, and fought with the second whetstone in the north - the original Great Shang San. Prince Xia Xian, duel.

The "script" is all "written".

Xia Ji said "I know", and the two disciples of the Su family went back. After all, the family has abundant spiritual energy and can live for three hundred years. If you breathe outside for one minute, your life will be shortened by two minutes.

After the Su family disciples left, Xia Ji clutched the letter and thought about it in the darkness.

He confirmed one thing again, it seemed that the family was not fearless.

Otherwise, why go through this process

Everything is a coincidence.

Is this the way of heaven or the great road

What is Tao

What is the catastrophe

What is an era defined or influenced by

The world is shrouded in fog.

He sat in his study and lit the candle to dispel the darkness.

He sighed with emotion, "There are a lot of things happening this year."

First of all, the Wu family's agreement must be fulfilled, secondly, Ji Xuan is coming back, and thirdly, the Hua Miaoyu mentioned by the ancestor of the Lu family should also appear.

The candle flame flickered, and the candle tears made a slight explosion...

And the sound of footsteps could be heard in the wind and snow outside the courtyard,

The little stupid girl came over awkwardly, holding mutton soup.

Zhao Yange sat opposite Xia Ji and said, "Teacher, it's time for dinner."

at this time.

In addition to Xia Ji, a second person also received this secret letter.

In the light, a small, exquisite and elegant lady had read the letter and lit it.

Ashes danced in her eyes, and then she gradually fell into deep thought.

For a long time, she laughed to herself.

Dongxue turned crazy, so she grabbed a bottle of strong liquor, brought it to her red lips, and drank while raising her head, giving people the feeling that a pure woman was giving up on herself.

But she didn't give up on herself, she was just desperate.

Ru Mengxue gritted her teeth and softly uttered two words: "Aristocratic family..."

Suddenly, a child's voice calling "Mom" came from the side hall, as if he was awakening from a nightmare.

That was the child she gave birth to Prince Qing the year before last.

A boy named Tang Long.

A girl named Tang Feng.

The expression on Ru Mengxue's face softened, but she did not enter the house, but let the two children cry outside. Sooner or later, they would need to adapt to a world without themselves, so it would be better to witness their adaptation by herself. Isn’t it good

She sat in the darkness, swiping her fingers on the table, calculating something. Her life had long been ruined by the aristocratic family. She hated the aristocratic family so much that she had shed all her tears, leaving only blood, so her heart felt as if her water had stopped.

"Only one year left?"

Ru Mengxue murmured to herself calmly, and she took out another letter, which was from the Wu family. The Wu family knew that she was an important chess piece of the Su family in the Qing Wang incident, but the Wu family and the Su family did not Deal with it, so this letter is a "letter of persuasion to surrender". What it wants is that this former servant of the Su family "lives in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han". He helps the Su family openly, but secretly helps the Wu family.

Ru Mengxue did not burn the letter, but carefully put it in her arms, kept it close to her body, and her eyes flashed with a quiet madness in the deep winter.