"Master wins."
"Damn it, wouldn't this world be controlled by Dazhou? We both know that Dazhou is a country controlled by aristocratic families."
"Master, is this considered to be an aid to the tiger?"
"I don't agree with your view. Master used ten years of life to create a piece of peace, but you want the war to end early. You hate the family, but have you ever thought that this hatred will only drag more and more lives into your hands?" Into it? And... is it useful?"
"Man can conquer heaven!!"
"Yes, if you don't work hard, how can you know victory or defeat? I don't believe that I have struggled for more than ten or twenty years and still can't defeat the enemy?!"
The other person smiled and stopped talking.
The man continued: "I admire the Master for his aboveboard actions, but he was driven by a noble family. This incident is a stain on his life. I admit that he is great, but I must also say that he still has limitations after all."
The voices of these people are just the voices of two spectators on a cliff, but such voices also represent several mainstream thoughts in people's hearts.
No matter what the sound is, Xia Ji won't care.
He had long ago developed a hatred for other people's voices.
But now, he was at peace.
In the final analysis, everything is not between him and others, but whether he can be stronger.
No matter what others say, see or evaluate, he no longer cares. He does what he thinks is right.
The knife lies across the sunset,
Under the sky,
The bright moon is bright,
Entered Zhongtian.
He leaned back, and Lu Miaomiao sat cross-legged behind him, combing his long silver hair with her hands.
Neither of them spoke. The second assassination was destined to be a bloody battle.
The five-on-five situation is doomed to be extremely dangerous. Just because you have strong power and rich cards doesn't mean that you can use them at critical moments, nor does it mean that others don't have them.
What's more, the master is in the tenth realm after all and has only lost ten years of life, and the other party will never give in on such a matter.
…
far away,
Some secret talks before the war were taking place.
…
Here in Dazhou...
Hou Tu said: "There are three rules for the second competition.
First, the master must not go through the motions;
Second, two defenses and three offenses;
Third, during the battle, the landscape must not be changed and the Royal Treasure must not fly, otherwise you will be eliminated;
To ensure nothing goes wrong, the Master and I must both be on the offensive side.
If you can intercept the three attackers on the opposite side, your winning rate will be even greater. "
"No need." Shifang Zun shook his head and said, "The terrain of Qingyou Mountain is complicated and there are many forks. If you and the master deliberately search for the other three people, it may be a waste of time. It is better to go all out to find the other party's lord. Kill it early and win.
What's more, with me as the emperor in the backcourt, what's the point of fearing even if we meet the other three? "
Hou Tu muttered: "The opponent Xia Yun must be going to fight. In addition, there is an elusive and strong man in the rebel army named Xia Ye, who is definitely going to fight."
Shifang Zun sighed: "This person with the surname Xia is really the enemy of my family."
Hou Tu suddenly fell silent.
Only then did Shifang Zun realize that the colleague in front of him also had the surname Xia.
He couldn't see what kind of expression was hidden behind the mysterious dark gold mask, so he fell silent.
The silence lasted for only two or three seconds, Hou Tu smiled and said: "They are just remnants of the Shang Dynasty, I have nothing to do with them now.
It’s just that Xia Ye is quite strange. I have checked that this person used to live with wild beasts in the mountains, and was later captured and imprisoned by my Wu family. Later, he was rescued by King Shenwu and sent to the rebel army. After a short period of time, he In just twenty years of growth, he has become the unshakable strongest player in the rebel army. "
Shifang Zun sighed: "The Black Emperor is indeed a hero in the world. Speaking of which, he was once your imperial brother, right?"
Hou Tu's mind trembled, and he remembered the demonic figure that had grabbed him to escape from the yellow smoke. The figure was like a demon and a god, overlapping with the past, recreating a sense of unreality.
She could still vaguely remember when she was a child: "The boy who didn't practice Kung Fu followed her and called her sister, and when he thought she was beautiful and bought a candy man to be friends with her."
That myth has a lot of dark history.
It all seems so unreal,
She calmed down and sighed: "The ways of heaven are impermanent."
Shifangzun nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I think the way of heaven is permanent. Anyone who can recite Buddhist scriptures for two years in a desperate situation and still be able to turn the tide when the building is about to collapse is worthy of all this.
My Zhou family has invited many powerful Buddhists to compete with him, whether it is Brahma from Shiluyuan, Emperor Shitian from Liuya Baixiang Temple, or even Yemo from Queli Underground Palace, or the Siyuan Ancient Temple, Daguangming Temple , Dahantian Temple…
Those who discuss Taoism with him are all top experts in Buddhism.
Although due to the limitations of the times and limited power, these strong men may not be able to display their power, but everyone highly respects him. Some even call him worthy of the inheritance of Leiyin Temple, and actually the Tathagata of this life.
I should have visited this kind of person, but unfortunately he is the enemy of my family, and now he is also the public enemy of mankind. If I want to meet him, I can only meet him on the battlefield. "
Hou Tu said: "If you see him, you'd better run away."
Shifangzun laughed loudly and said: "The days are long, and the devil is one foot taller and the road is taller. Now I see him and I should run away, but it may not happen three or four hundred years later."
"Don't talk about this." Hou Tu said, "You know Xia Yun's power, but I'll tell you about Xia Ye. Tomorrow, as the emperor, you will most likely face him."
"Please say."
"From the information I collected, Xia Ye's awakened body is very unique." Hou Tu pondered, thinking about the words, and said slowly, "He... is good at the way of change.
In short, the person you see may not be the real person.
Maybe he is right in front of you, but that person is fake, and the real person has already come to you as invisible. "
Shifang Zun asked: "Is it an illusion?"
Hou Tu said: "Illusion is just a technique after all. His is an illusory body and phantom blood at the Dharma body level. Maybe if he is allowed to grow, he will one day even reach the level of Mirage Lord's illusion."
But he is different from Mirage Lord, but the level of hallucination is the same. "
Shifang Zun could not help but feel solemn, "At that time, I will activate the mysterious power of breaking illusions in advance."
Hou Tu continued: "In addition, Xia Ye's close combat ability should be extremely strong. The long stick he uses is unpredictable. Some of my subordinates have fought against him. No matter how they attack, they are always defeated." He beat him to death with one blow... He seemed to have the ability to see people's flaws.
Also, his body protection and intuition are extremely strong..."
Hou Tu said one by one.
The two discussed and discussed...
…
…
On the other side, Beishang is also studying tomorrow's battle.
"Tomorrow's battle is destined to be extremely tragic."
"I'm here." A man with a lazy face crossed his legs and sat on a shadeless branch. His body swayed along with the branches, with a smile on his lips.
Xia Yun looked at the man with the same surname as her and said slowly: "Xia Ye, be serious, tomorrow..."
"A verbose woman."
The man rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly.
Xia Yun scanned the other three people. Two of these three people were extremely powerful in the Northern Shang Dynasty. In addition to fighting, they were also good at "temporarily constructing formations", "disturbing the airflow, and even interfering with the celestial phenomena."
The third person was a Sanren who volunteered to join the battle. He was extremely strong and could jump off a cliff without falling to his death. With him leading the way, he was fully capable of fighting head-on.
Xia Yun analyzed in a deep voice: "The master is indeed powerful, but there are also many restrictions from all parties tomorrow. In addition, factors such as realm suppression, loss of life span and other factors will cause one to ebb and flow, and the master may not be able to play its due role.
What's more, tomorrow is not about whether we can win or not, nor whether we can win, nor who is right or wrong, but that we must win. Even if you die, you still need to win.
Because this is the determination to resist the family and this day.
Without bloodshed, how can the words recording this scene in future history books become heavy
How shallow would it be if words were just floating on paper
A deafening cry is never made with voice, but written with blood!
Tomorrow, there will be only five people who died in the battle, and there will be no five people who failed. "
Xia Yun took a step forward, spread her hands and said, "Everyone, please accompany Xia Yun to death."
The lazy man seemed to be out of touch and snored loudly.
This uncoordinated sound broke the solemnity and solemnity at this time.
Someone shouted: "Xia Ye!"
The man at the top of the tree responded: "I know, I know, it's just death, what's the big deal. Women are just good at sensationalism."
The other three points couldn't help but look a little angry.
But before they could speak, Xia Yun smiled and said: "Xia Ye, do you know that I lived in the same palace with King Shenwu for sixteen years? In the past, he still needed to call me "Emperor Sister". Moreover, King Shenwu's adulthood The ceremony was done by myself..."
When Xia Ye heard about King Shenwu, he suddenly became energetic, just like a fanboy who suddenly opened up the idol's treasure house of gossip. He turned over, jumped down and said: "Sister, you are my sister, please tell me about it." The matter of King Shenwu.”
Xia Yun smiled and said nothing.
Xia Ye scratched his head anxiously, as if going to die tomorrow was not a big deal, but now he couldn't hear the gossip about King Shenwu, it was really painful.
"Sister, just tell me what King Shenwu's coming-of-age ceremony is and why you did it yourself... What's wrong with you doing it yourself? No way? It's impossible, right?"
Xia Ye's eyes shone, and he fell into unknown enthusiasm.
Xia Yun smiled: "If you survive tomorrow, I will slowly tell you about him."
Xia Ye: "No, I won't rest in peace if I don't hear this."
Xia Yun nodded and began to tell Xia Ye...
Xia Ye listened with gusto, listening to the interesting stories of a mythical child and feeling his innocence back then, it really made people smile and look forward to it...
In particular, he has regarded that person as his master, his father, and the "source" of his life.
After that, Xia Yun reached a critical place and she stopped.
Xia Ye heard the key point and waited for a long time. Without waiting for the next step, he asked: "What's down there? King Shenwu was introduced into the painting boat. What's down there?"
Xia Yun yawned and said, "I'm tired. It's getting late. I'll talk to you after I finish tomorrow."
Xia Ye was stunned, "Sister, tell me quickly, I can't stand it anymore."
Xia Yun ignored him, took two steps, turned around, smiled and said, "Do you think we will definitely lose tomorrow? Xia Ye, let's get this victory. After the fight, I'll tell you the next thing."
Xia Ye:…
Xia Yun took two steps, turned his head and smiled again: "By the way, what happens next is very exciting."
Xia Ye:! ! !
Snapped.
The door to the temporary treehouse closed.
A look of great pain appeared on Xia Ye's face.
Xia Yun leaned against the door and smiled.
I learned this from you, Xia Ji... If I have the chance, I would also like to hear you tell the rest of the story. So what happened to Master Chongyang after he jumped out of the coffin
In fact, she already knew that it was nothing more than defeating the old poisoner and nothing more than pretending to be cool, but she wanted to listen to that person.
It took her more than twenty years to finally understand how helpless Xia Ji was when he was walking alone on the path against the aristocratic family.
How lonely he felt when he walked out of the dusty dust alone.
and…
The person who was his enemy at the beginning has finally walked on the path he once walked.
Xia Yun walked out of the door.
Outside the door, the stars are like water.
She breathed softly.
“Who doesn’t want to be free?”
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…
The late winter morning light of the next day pierced the mountain night.
The golden color fills the air, and the night fog gradually disperses.
After a brief interlude, the five people on both sides stood facing each other.
The man in the middle of Da Zhou's side already had silver hair. He coughed in the cold wind in the mountains and walked forward.
It was Xia Yun who came out from the Northern Shang Dynasty. Both parties need to swear by heaven and earth, and use all living beings as witnesses, to repeat the agreed oath.
Xia Yun finished his oath first, and then looked at the man in front of him, his eyes flashing with determination to die: "Master, we will not lose this battle."
After speaking, she slowly backed away.
Xia Ji looked up at the sky. He was holding a knife in both hands, his trembling figure swaying slightly in the biting morning wind. People on the surrounding mountains and cliffs cast their eyes on him.
Behind him, Hou Tu, Shifang Zun, and everyone else were waiting for this unprecedented battle to begin.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
The Master suddenly started coughing crazily, showing his old age.
Everyone had different looks in their eyes, some were happy, some were sad, some were admiring, some were sarcastic.
Yes, there will always be unimaginable evil words in the dust, showing off their ridiculous superiority and difference. For this reason, these people can regard shamelessness as cleverness, bullying as strength, and even though they are weak, they wield a knife at the weaker ones. She smells like an animal, yet she shows off as a costume that no one else has.
But most people still showed unbearable and worried expressions.
Yesterday's battle cost not only ten years of life, but also the Master's future...
At this time, the master tried hard to lift the silver hair that was blown by the wind and covered his eyes and nose. He took a deep breath and said to Xia Yun who stepped back: "Wait a minute."
Xia Yundao: "Master, what else can I teach you?"
Xia Ji smiled and said, "I will admit defeat in this battle."
After saying this, Xia Yun was stunned.
Houtu, Shifangzun and others were also stunned.
Xia Ji coughed violently, "We didn't recover from the battle yesterday. If we force ourselves to fight today, we will definitely die, so we admit defeat."
Hou Tu said hurriedly: "Master, if you don't join the war, won't you..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that "the Master must participate in every battle." This was agreed in advance. If the Master did not fight, he would lose.
how so
The crowd finally couldn't help but burst into excitement.
But Xia Ji has gone far away.
Lu Miaomiao supported him and walked towards the distance where the light was beginning to rise.
In the distance, there is splendor and light.