Winter snow spreads across the sky and earth.
The peaceful Jinghu Lake suddenly became noisy.
The ground shook, and the snow on the trees fell.
The commoner child standing under the tree was suddenly hit, and the cold snow and sand penetrated into his neck. He jumped to his feet in the cold, shouting "Earthquake, earthquake, earthquake."
But no one paid any attention to him.
Because everyone has heard the sound of horse hooves.
The horse's hooves are like thunder, like roaring waves, coming from afar.
The sound was huge, and although it was still far away, it had already conveyed its power, seeming to indicate that the person coming was extraordinary.
The eyes of the people who make a living here are full of curiosity. They look around blankly and ask, "What's wrong?"
"You're not going to fight anymore, are you?"
"This... is too sudden."
"what should we do?"
There was panic in the eyes of the people.
Who is not afraid of war
Wan Shi was also in the crowd. There wasn't much business after winter, so she took the time to get off the cruise ship and ran to a higher stone. She looked from a distance and murmured to herself: "Immortals, even dragons and monsters can do it." Except, even if there are soldiers coming, you wouldn’t dare offend the immortal, right?”
She was comforting herself.
But in fact, the sound of horse hooves getting louder and louder, trampling on her heart, made her shudder.
Once the war breaks out, it will truly be the beginning of troubled times.
It is often heard that there are fire demons in the north, but people living in the south have never seen those demons, so they naturally cannot imagine that this disaster has come long ago.
To them, war means the sky has fallen.
Bang bang bang bang! ! !
The sound of horse hooves was approaching.
Snow rolled down from thousands of trees, and the wooden tea tables and chairs swayed up and down as the earth shook.
far away,
The heavy torrent of steel, roaring like a deep metal black dragon, swam through the wind and snow, penetrated the Jinghu Market, and then stopped at the outer periphery.
The leader had a muscular back, a double-winged helmet on his head, and was covered in dragon scale armor. He looked extremely majestic and had a heart-wrenching majesty.
The ordinary people just looked at this person and felt their hearts and souls moved, as if the only light between heaven and earth shone on this person, giving them an urge to bend their knees and worship him.
The person coming was none other than Ji Xuan.
As the son of destiny, he has a unique and unique aura. Let alone common people, even warriors or generals can't help but bow their heads when they see him. They deeply recognize in their hearts that he is a wise king. .
But this Mingjun, there is no one in his eyes at this time.
The sky is big and the earth is big, even though the wind and snow are strong.
But all he could see was the lake at the end of the road.
There is an island on the lake.
On the island, he is his teacher.
He has lived here for a long time, followed his teacher for ten years, and then experienced and experienced countless stories. Now that he is revisiting his hometown, he actually feels like he has returned to his hometown after traveling abroad.
A magical power has subtly changed Ji Xuan, causing him to fade to the point where he has almost forgotten the story of being a half-dragon. At this time, every word, deed, and behavior is in line with the appearance of a hero.
now,
He has unified the scattered south.
Now, it's time to welcome the Emperor's Master.
After that, he unified the world and created an everlasting dynasty.
He moved forward full of ambition, with several generals and warriors beside him, naturally following him closely and surrounding him.
Wherever he went, everyone retreated.
Ji Xuan came to the lake, clasped his fists and bowed slightly, saying: "Xuan Yu invites Mr. Xuan to come out of the mountain and serve as his teacher. He listens to the instructions day and night, so that he can help Xuan calm the chaos in the world, calm the people of the world, and stabilize the world's heart."
The son of destiny naturally does not kneel to others.
Therefore, Ji Xuan maintained his posture of clasping his fists and bowing, and waited quietly.
In fact, no one except the aristocratic family knows that he is the son of destiny, and the aristocratic family is also tight-lipped about this. In other words, most of the people who follow Ji Xuan are indeed attracted to him. .
At this time, a burly man behind him couldn't help but frowned. He saw his master was so polite, and when he saw the master's voice fell, the immortal in the distance didn't respond for a long time, so he became angry and couldn't help it. Just speak.
But before the burly man spoke, Ji Xuan seemed to have felt it. He waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Xu Wensheng!"
The burly man glared, then sighed and turned away, his eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction.
He glanced sideways at the stern man on the other side of his lord. The man met his gaze and said calmly: "Brother Xu, wait a minute, that's right."
Xu Wensheng said: "Ding Cheng, what's wrong? I heard that this immortal has not broken through to the eleventh realm in nearly twenty years, and has not even awakened his bloodline. Why should he let the master wait?"
The stern man said coldly: "He just wrote two volumes of books."
Xu Wensheng came to his senses and asked curiously: "You mean "Tianxia Jinqi" and "Tianxia Image"?"
The stern man saw that he didn't even know this and was really a reckless man, so he just looked away.
The burly man chuckled, "Really?"
Ding Cheng nodded.
Xu Wensheng said: "Then just wait, Ge Laozi, you should have told me earlier."
The original anger on his face suddenly disappeared. Not to mention other things, he also learned "Tian Xia Jin Qi". In order to learn this book, he even hired someone to teach him how to read.
After finding that reading was too difficult, he chose to have the exercises read to him.
And this close gentleman is such a pity.
He wrote peerless articles and compiled the skills that had been shelved into a book like a dictionary.
Let everyone choose the exercises that suit them to practice.
But it's a pity that he has made many people successful, and even made some newly promoted eleventh realm experts, but he himself has never been able to break through or even awaken his bloodline. It really makes people sigh with regret and give birth to a kind of heavenly jealousy. The feeling of being talented.
Everyone waited for a long time.
By the time the flying snow had turned white, his armor had turned white.
A small boat was rowed out of the mirror lake.
The person on the boat wore a strange cat-eared cloak and raised his voice: "The immortal is not at home, he has gone to the clouds."
The corners of Ji Xuan's mouth twitched...
He vaguely remembered that he had done what this person had done and said what this person had said.
The teacher is clearly behind you, why don't you take this seriously
But he became curious again, who is this woman
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to ask a few questions, but the man in the cat-eared cloak had already rowed back in the boat, leaving the Son of Destiny, the generals on the left and right, and tens of thousands of cavalry on the shore without caring about them.
Ji Xuan understands this trick.
So he cupped his hands and said, "Xuan is deeply sorry for your absence, sir. Xuan will visit again in thirty days."
After that, he turned and left, and a group of generals and warriors followed him.
The cavalry came like a tide and retreated like a tide.
In the middle of the lake, Lu Miaomiao pulled down her cat-eared cloak and said, "Uncle, I'll come back in a month."
Xia Ji said: "Go."
Lu Miaomiao smiled and said, "Sorry, sorry, I really don't want to stay in one place all the time. There are many places here that I haven't been to yet."
"Go ahead."
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One month later.
Ji Xuan appears again.
Sure enough, in his familiar routine, the teacher was still wandering around the second time.
And the girl wrapped in a cat-eared cloak continued to go through the motions.
then…
Ji Xuan went back again and made an appointment to come back next month.
Lu Miaomiao also ran away and said she would come back in a month.
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Winter is deep, and the humidity and coldness in the south are piercing your bones.
The next time Ji Xuan arrives is not far away.
But before Ji Xuan came, Xia Ji received an unexpected guest.
Su Tian appeared in the study and said straight to the point: "Things have changed a bit. This time around the North-South war, it may be difficult for them and I to get away and take care of it."
"What happened?"
"It's best not to know about this for the time being, otherwise it will most likely upset your mind. I'll tell you again when I have the chance in five hundred years."
Xia Ji knew that she didn't want to say anything, so he stopped asking.
Su Tian said: "The power in the north is not weak now, and Ye Linxiao's growth rate is indeed very fast. Now he has almost broken through the eleventh realm, but he has not yet reached the red line. If he passes it, then... someone will take action. Go and kill him.”
Xia Ji thought to himself, "Don't kill him, but give him experience points instead," but he didn't say anything.
Su Tian also looked at him and smiled sweetly.
"gone."
Xia Ji suddenly asked: "When will you come back?"
Su Tian smiled and said, "Do you miss me? Tell me, and I won't leave now."
Xia Ji also smiled.
Su Tian suddenly stepped forward and knocked him down. Xia Ji was about to push her away when he heard Su Tian approach his ear and whisper softly: "No matter what you do, don't risk everything. This water has already It’s very deep, no one is a fool, no one can afford to lose.”
Xia Ji pushed her hands away and hooked her back, and asked through a voice message: "What exactly happened?"
Su Tian sent a message: "What we are experiencing is the eighteenth twelve thousand years."
After saying that, she suddenly pushed Xia Ji away, opened the window, and walked away in an instant while holding Long Xing Qianli in her hand.
Xia Ji closed his eyes and thought.
Five hundred years is an era.
Twelve thousand years is the Middle Era.
Now that the eighteenth minor era will enter the three thousand years of fighting for the number of nine people.
So how could this eighteenth Middle Era not be special
But no one has lived that long, and even Su Tian certainly doesn't know what's special about it, and now something is obviously abnormal.
He strolled to the window. The snowy and snowy world outside the window seemed blurred and solemn.
Xia Ji watched for a while, then sat back at the coffee table, made a pot of tea, and opened a book.
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Three days later.
Xia Ji only felt some strange movement in the storage space.
He quickly located the source of the abnormal movement—Black Blade Thunder Fire.
Take out the black knife.
Infinite purple lightning arcs drilled out of the invisible "particle holes" in the blade, forming the appearance of a thundercloud.
Thunderclouds floated into the air, making a tiny crackling sound.
"I am Buddha, I am going to work again." Jie Yun made a very down-to-earth and human voice.
Xia Jidao: "What are you going to do?"
"Just work."
Xia Ji asked from a different angle: "Why do you work?"
"Anyway, I just feel like I have to go, just like I did more than three thousand years ago... Okay, no more, I'm leaving. I'll come back to you when I finish my work." Lei Yun obviously likes Xia Ji very much. I feel that I have learned a lot over the years. This Buddha is simply the ultimate academic master, and he is deeply in line with Jie Yun's preferences.
Xia Ji held Lei Yun back again, trying various methods to probe and inquire, but found nothing.
It's not that Jie Yun doesn't tell, it's that it doesn't know.
It has some kind of instinct, but it cannot deeply analyze the source of this instinct.
After chatting for a while, the thunder clouds flew up into the sky and disappeared in broad daylight.
Xia Ji naturally connected "Lei Yun's departure" with "Su Tian's visit three days ago".
Three thousand years ago, Lei Yun's job was to kill people like himself who "resolutely wanted to break through the eleventh realm". But now, what mission does it have to perform
The Lei Yun who was "performing the mission" was obviously much stronger than the Lei Yun he controlled. Otherwise, just the posture he had when he first saw Jie Yun would have been enough to increase his strength by an unknown amount.
But he couldn't let Lei Yun exert that kind of power.
Xia Ji thought for a moment and quickly understood this situation.
If Leiyun works for an existence in an unknown state such as Tiandao,
When he's not working, he's shirtless.
When working, he will put on a Superman uniform... This power is naturally different from the same.
But the problem comes again.
Does "Tiandao" usually keep thunder clouds free
Xia Ji looked up at the sky in silence, his eyes shining with a deep light.
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Another few days passed.
Deep winter season.
Lu Miaomiao is back.
Ji Xuan also came outside Jinghu Lake again.
This is his third time here.
This time, he came in a hurry.
Because the "whetstone" in the north seemed to have transcended the original boundaries, and had already gathered an army with great speed to cross the river.
The south has not yet been completely stabilized, and the north has become completely unstable.
Now known as the "Northern Shang Emperor", Xia Xian, the former third prince of the Shang Dynasty, has countless elite soldiers and generals.
Even the commander of the army has a great background.
Those are the eight wonders of the Confucian sect who claim to have "one person to bring peace to the world."
Today, the Eight Wonders of the Confucian Sect are completely under the control of the Northern Shang Emperor. In addition, there is unconfirmed news that "the teacher of the Eight Wonders of the Confucian Sect is also in the Northern Shang Emperor's camp."
In addition, because the north is bordering the Tribulation Land, many warriors, generals, and even soldiers have awakened their bloodline to a certain extent through contact with the fire demon, making their combat effectiveness far superior to that of the south.
It is still unknown how many of these powerful people who have awakened their bloodline have broken through the eleventh realm. However, with the existence of two volumes of the "Scroll of Ten Thousand Dharmas", those who have awakened their bloodline will eventually have a chance to break through.
And if the base number is large, there will naturally be no shortage of those who have broken through the eleventh realm.
Ji Xuan naturally knew this information, but he didn't expect it to be so unfavorable.
First, King Qing died suddenly, and the Southern Dynasty was in disarray. Then Xia Xian suddenly raised an army, and when he was not prepared, a large army pressed forward and attacked.
Nowadays, he is not a screenwriter.
But it is a real big crisis.
There was anxiety in Ji Xuan's eyes. He suppressed the irritability in his heart, bowed his head by the lake, and raised his voice: "Xuan Yu invites Mr. Xuan to come out of the mountain and serve as his teacher. He listens to the instructions day and night, so as to assist Xuan in pacifying the chaos in the world and bringing peace to the world." The people set the heart of the world."
Not long.
Another small boat was rowed out from the lake.
The girl in the cat-eared cloak at the head of the boat said loudly, "Mr. is at home today."
Holding her bamboo pen, she slowly approached the shore and glanced at Ji Xuan: "Come up, I will take you to see Mr."