The rain fell wildly.
Lu Miaomiao stood behind Xia Ji holding an umbrella, watching the uncle speak.
"In the first game, the military competition, you choose 10,000 bloodline troops, while I use 7,000 ordinary troops and 3,000 bloodline troops. This ratio should be almost the same as that between the north and the south.
Then, you send one of your generals to fight against me. "
Xia Yundao: "How to determine the outcome?"
Xia Jidao: "Use the condensed elephant to cut down the mountains. The strength will be fair to the weak, okay?"
Xia Yun thought for a moment and said, "Master, please continue."
Xia Ji said: "The second game is an assassination contest. Each side sends five people, with one person as the leader. Whichever side's leader is killed will lose."
Xia Yundao said: "What should we do if everyone sticks to the Lord's side and does not move?"
Xia Jidao: "Add two conditions. At most one person can protect the lord, and the other three must attack. In addition, the local landscape must not be damaged during the battle, because during the real assassination process, you cannot Alert the people around you. Okay?"
Xia Yun thought for a while and felt that it was fair. Although she felt that the master in front of her was extremely powerful, but no matter how powerful she was, she had not broken through the eleventh realm and had not condensed her body. No... She suddenly remembered that this master was a monster-level existence and could not do anything at all. Measure with realm.
Therefore, she asked: "With Master participating in the war, wouldn't Great Zhou be in an invincible position in this war?"
Xia Ji laughed and said, "Do you think so highly of me, an old man in the tenth realm?"
Xia Yundao said: "Although Master is in the tenth realm, who in the world can be said to be better than you? If Master calls himself an old man, I would be old by now."
Xia Ji said: "Then there's no need to compete, just admit defeat."
Xia Yun pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Press this button first and ask Master to talk about the third scene."
Xia Jidao: "The third scene is the hand talk."
"Hand talk?"
"If you can't win in a head-on confrontation, you can't win in an assassination, and you can't win in the overall situation, how can there be any chance of survival?"
"Master is right, but this matter... is of great importance. Can you give me some time to come back and discuss it."
"But, no matter whether you should or not, come here to see me in two months.
If yes, we will make this gambling game public to the world, use all living beings in the world as witnesses, and make our own oath.
In this way, if anyone loses but fails to fulfill his promise, he will have broken his trust in the world and himself, okay? "
Xia Yun nodded and said, "It's a deal."
…
Both parties returned separately and told the bet to the emperors of Zhou Dynasty and Northern Shang respectively.
at this time…
In the Great Zhou City, the emperor's palace, a secret meeting was going on.
The general and chief minister of the Shen family were in charge of the overall situation and could not return. The general only sent a letter back.
The letter has been spread out in front of everyone.
There were only three lines written in the letter:
Master, do you still care about the family
Are you still a great minister of Zhou
Are you still the emperor's master
The three questions are saying that Xia Ji should not bet on this competition at all, but should directly use his ability to unite people's hearts to launch a soft attack on Beishang. In this way, Beishang will be defeated in less than three years.
We clearly have the winning ticket, so why bother
Xia Ji looked calm after reading the letter.
There are too many things hidden in his heart. Good and evil are just for coaxing children. Victory and defeat are not pure. The victory he wants is not this kind of victory, so he will not unite the people here to start a war.
It's not about cherishing feathers, nor is it purely for the sake of the common people. If I put it in a more utilitarian way, it means: no merits are lost.
Some people may ridicule this kind of merit, but if what you do can benefit the entire world and benefit all people in the world, and you have the name of a saint, who will ridicule hypocrisy? If this is also hypocrisy, then we might as well let everyone in the world be so hypocritical, instead of doing villainous things and making trouble at the same time.
Everyone in the secret meeting glanced at the gray-haired master and said in their hearts that it was impossible to disrespect him.
In the past few years, everyone can see what the master has done. Even though many of the children of the aristocratic family are playboys, they are also moved by this charm of personality.
All are understanding people.
Knowing that the master wanted to kill Shao Sheng and end the war between the north and the south as soon as possible, he made this bet.
Hou Tu suddenly said: "Master, I understand what you mean.
But have you ever thought that if you lose, the situation in the world will become unclear again.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If you use the people's hearts as your blade and cooperate with us, you will definitely break through the capital of Beishang within three years. If there is blood, it will only be for these three years.
Yes, more blood will be shed than ever in these three years, but at least the war will be over, right? "
Xia Ji turned his eyes and looked at a man as tall as a hill on the other side.
This is the Zhou family’s national master Shifang Zun.
The Zhou family is mostly associated with Jianghu Zhengdao and Buddhism.
Just like Sanzhangxue grew up in Tianguan Lingquan Temple, Shifang Zun grew up in Liuyu White Elephant Temple.
Many years ago, Xia Ji had a confrontation with Emperor Shakti of the Six-tusked White Elephant Temple.
Shifangzun's temperament is similar to that of Emperor Shaktian. He is grand but taciturn.
But at this time, he had to make a speech.
Shifang Zun moved nine rosary beads, raised his hand, opened his eyes, met Xia Ji's gaze and said, "Master acts with integrity, and he is regarded as a saint in the world in this life. But how sure is Master of this gamble?"
Another important general of Zhou Dynasty said: "Master has never been on the battlefield, so he doesn't know how terrible the Eight Wonders of the Confucian Sect are. This is not because I have the ambition of others and destroys my own prestige, but because the Eight Wonders of the Confucian Sect use troops like gods. Leading the bloodline army, we will definitely win the battle. How dare you compete with them, Master?"
Xia Ji did not explain, but said silently: "Your Majesty, please give me seven thousand ordinary soldiers and three thousand bloodline soldiers."
Hou Tu asked insistently: "What if Master is defeated?!"
Xia Ji answered, he said softly: "I will not lose."
Hou Tu asked: "This matter is not a child's play, why can't you fail?"
Xia Ji turned around, looked at Hou Tu who was wearing a mask, and said with a smile: "Wu Ji, you are not young anymore. Don't you want to return to the family earlier and advance to the peak of the eleventh realm earlier?"
"I..." Houtu was stunned for a moment, "You... why are you talking about this?"
Xia Ji said gently: "Let me end the war, okay?"
Hou Tu glanced at the man's white hair, and no one knew better than her... Whether it was the Su family or the Lu family, they had tried various methods on this man, but they had failed to make him break through the eleventh realm. This meant that His longevity is the longevity of mortals.
Forty or fifty years old may have just passed the teenage stage for aristocratic people, and may have just started for those at the peak of the Eleventh Realm, but for him, it is already past the peak of his life and heading towards his twilight years.
God is jealous of talents...
Hou Tu said: "Master, if you want my support, you can defeat me."
Xia Ji turned to look at the others.
Shifang Zun said: "I am too shameless to ask Master for advice."
Xia Ji said: "Where are the others?"
Everyone hurriedly said: "With Lord Yinjun and Lord Master taking action, naturally we will not have any objections."
Xia Ji looked at Ji Xuan who was sitting on the throne and said, "Your Majesty, please approve."
Ji Xuan's confidence in Xia Ji has always been overwhelming. He still vaguely remembers the day when the Black Emperor flew through the sky... and then the teacher said that the Black Emperor was him.
Emperor Zhou had no idea how scary his teacher was, but now this seemingly old man looked even more mysterious, terrifying and great in his eyes.
He nodded and said: "That's right, it's just that the three beauties have ordered it."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"yes."
"yes."
Say it.
The three of them walked out of the secret room and stood in front of a secluded and quite spacious open space in the Temporary Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The clearing borders the lake.
The green willows by the lake sway in the midsummer wind, casting their shadows onto the rippled lake surface.
In addition to the red and green flowers and plants on the lake, there are also thousands of floating clouds slowly passing by in the sky.
The crowd stood by the lake and slowly dispersed, leaving only the three people who were now the pillars of Great Zhou standing facing each other.
Shifangzun glanced at Houtu, clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, saying, "I'll go first."
The Houtu Kung Fu is not effective in bright places. If Shifangzun loses, she will naturally wait until night to fight the master again, and the gap in between is just enough for the master to rest, so she is not taking too much advantage. .
She was about to retreat when suddenly the Master's voice came to her ears.
"Wu Ji, wait a minute."
Hou Tu paused and said coldly: "Do you want to fight me and the Imperial Master at the same time?"
Xia Ji shook his head and said gently: "I didn't mean that. It's just that you look at the sky and the floating clouds. Look at the surroundings. The scenery is beautiful..."
Hou Tu didn't know why, but Shifang Zun smiled and said: "The wind moves, the water moves, the flowers bloom and fade, and the clouds roll away. This is naturally the case, and so should humans."
Xia Ji asked: "The wind may not move? The water may not move? The flowers may not bloom, but can the clouds not move?"
Shifangzun thought for a moment: "I can't make the feng shui of heaven and earth immovable."
Xia Ji asked: "Where is Wu Ji?"
Hou Tu thought for a moment and shook his head.
Everyone did not understand this conversation, and only regarded it as the mysterious things that masters usually say before a battle...
Xia Ji said softly: "Watch it."
He seemed unwilling to show off, but he was also unwilling to fight, so he had to show off at this time.
With a sigh, he took a step forward.
Step after step,
Walk towards the lake.
One step creates all kinds of methods,
Ten steps and one hundred thousand methods.
The overwhelming Dharma appeared from all over him,
Dharmas are different,
It may be full of pressure like a big roc rising, or it may be peaceful and deep like a hidden dragon in the abyss, or it may be as if the sky and the earth are falling apart like the collapse of a divine peak, or it may be as vast as the stars, like the water, and the bright moon in the sky...
…
Among these Dharma signs, there are many Dharma signs that everyone knows, which are the power recorded in the "Book of Ten Thousand Dharmas", and there are also many Dharma signs that no one can recognize.
These Dharma signs, following the Master's pace, are like a giant peacock blooming in this world, with mountains and rivers as its colorful feathers.
The Dharma is essentially a concrete image produced by the interaction between human power and heaven and earth.
When it is concrete to a certain extent, it becomes a vision of heaven and earth.
Therefore, when Xia Ji slashed out that sword in the Wu family manor, it would cause changes in the world.
At this time, these numerous Dharma images actually brought another kind of scenery...
Heaven and earth froze.
The water does not flow, the wind does not move, the flowers do not bloom and fade, the clouds do not roll and relax,
Even everyone felt like they were "frozen".
I was just frozen, but I didn't feel bone-chilling coldness, nor did I feel any difficulty in moving the Qi in my body.
Because this power is gentle, kind, and non-hostile,
It belongs to the Master.
For a moment, the sky and the earth were still, the wind and clouds were motionless, and all living beings were peaceful.
Both Shifangzun and Houtu were deeply immersed in this vast power, as if in a dream, and they were not frightened in their hearts, but actually had a lot of admiration.
The brutal force is like throwing you into the scorching sun, leaving no bones left.
And the great power will take you to the scorching sun at the right distance, allowing you to observe the tip of this great iceberg, and feel enlightened in your heart, so that you can reflect back to yourself, knowing that the future is still far away, and you can start again.
At this time, this power is of the latter type.
Shifang Zun and Hou Tu both hurriedly closed their eyes, cherishing this rare opportunity to gain insights.
Not long after, a soft voice broke the silence and became the only sound in this loneliness.
Xia Ji asked: "Do we still want to compete?"
Shifangzun and Houtu opened their eyes from the realization, and there was actually a bit of regret in their hearts.
At this time, he naturally responded: "Master wins, there is no need to compete."
"Thanks."
Xia Ji bowed.
Everyone also hurriedly bowed in return and said in unison: "Thank you, Master."
In their eyes, the Master is already a living god.