The years are long and time is passing by.
Xia Ji never thought that he could sit on an island for a hundred years.
A hundred years is slow, but fast.
When I woke up, I found that what happened a hundred years ago was still vivid in my mind, and suddenly I realized that my original concept of time was really wrong.
After a hundred years, I have only read a million books, and I have only married Miaomiao, but they are still unable to combine at different life levels. However, the young disciple Pang Yi and Chu Shiyun gave birth to a pair of twins, a pair of twins. With the help of high-quality fire seeds and several strong men, he was promoted to the peak of the eleventh realm more than ten years ago.
After being promoted, Xia Ji asked Xu Lingling to take her two "children" to the forbidden area.
Today, the forbidden area has become a world of eternal night, illuminated by lamps, and the temperature is supported by magma.
…
squeak.
One hand grasped the wooden window rod and propped up the oil paper window.
The shower outside the window has just stopped, the sea breeze comes from far away, and the air is extremely fresh.
Miaomiao held her chin and looked at the large rain clouds over the sea in the distance, feeling lost in thought for a moment.
She sniffed, feeling a bit extra cold all over her body, and her eyelids were as heavy as steel, almost drooping, but she still stubbornly looked at the sky outside.
Suddenly, she twisted her body and was hugged horizontally.
Miaomiao felt the familiar warmth, closed her eyes comfortably, leaned into her arms, and murmured: "Have you finished reading the book so early today?"
"finish watching."
Xia Ji lowered his head slightly, put it on her forehead, and felt a little hot. It was obvious that Miaomiao had a fever.
He couldn't understand Miaomiao's body very much. After more than a hundred years, Miaomiao's state had not only failed to progress, but now it had regressed to the point where it even lost its vitality.
But she is still alive, as before, almost the same as when he met her more than a hundred years ago.
He tried every means to recuperate Miaomiao's body, but to no avail.
In addition to staying young forever, Miaomiao will not die of old age. Just like a mortal, she will get sick and catch colds, and her body is very fragile.
Sometimes Xia Ji is afraid that if he is not careful, Miaomiao will be wiped out.
At this time, Miaomiao was like a powerless cat, even the strength to move was slowly lost.
"Xia Ji, I'm so sleepy."
"Go to sleep, no one will disturb you."
"Well...I...am I becoming a burden to you?"
"You have been with me for more than a hundred years, why are you talking about this?"
"But...but...I can't leave you an heir."
"That's my problem."
Xia Ji gently stroked Miaomiao's hair. He became stronger and stronger, while Miaomiao became weaker and weaker. But strangely, he only felt that the connection between himself and Miaomiao was somehow pulled closer. Fitted together completely.
In his arms, the woman's body slowly softened, and her little hands holding his clothes slowly loosened.
Xia Ji put her on the bed, carefully covered her with a blanket, and with a flick of the finger, the flames of the fireplace rose again, illuminating everything in the house.
The warmth insulates against the cold.
Xia Ji took one step forward and was already outside the house.
The weather at sea is changeable. It is obviously the depth of winter, but there are still showers.
At this time, the rain clouds in the distance came, and they were going to rain here again.
Xia Ji took a casual walk on the island.
The sky above lost its blue color again and turned into iron gray.
A few drops of rain fell, followed by a violent storm.
Xia Ji sat on a rock and knocked on the stone.
The strong wind stopped and the heavy rain solidified.
The entire center of the island became a world covered by a rain film.
After a heavy rain, the rain clouds drifted away again.
Xia Ji raised his head and looked up. He raised his right hand slightly, and with the power of his magical power, all the rain that covered the ground for dozens of miles and fell for a stick of incense began to gather towards the center.
In his hand, it turned into a dense knife, a flying knife.
Water has become solid.
The ultra-high pressure makes water seem to turn into another substance.
Xia Ji stared at it for a while, and followed his thoughts. The dye coated the flying knife, forming a gray luster, so it had no appearance.
He threw the flying knife casually, and the flying knife appeared hundreds of miles away.
Xia Ji didn't look at it, raised his hand and pointed again.
The flying knife that should have exploded like a mushroom cloud slowly and gently dispersed, turning into thick rainwater and falling on the sea, causing an uproar.
He raised his hand and waved, and the roaring waves calmed down.
"The God-Slaying Flying Knife was created by me for more than a hundred years. Now it has long transcended its original meaning. Based on the method of millions, this method has reached the level of magical power. The word "God-Slaying" is too flashy. From now on Just call it Flying Knife."
Xia Ji murmured to himself.
"It turns out that the road needs to be walked by oneself. The predecessors lead the way, but it only leads to the ten realms. All records stop at the Dharma. The images are endless, and there is no way beyond the Dharma.
This is actually easy to understand. When a Dharma body is formed, a person has a new level of life, and each Dharma body is naturally different. There are three, six, nine, and countless attributes of the Dharma body, which seem to exhaust all existences in this vast universe.
Xuan Gong can be taught to people, but it cannot teach Dharmakaya, so the inheritance has ended here.
You need to walk the next road by yourself, otherwise it will just be a primitive use of power.
The realm has been reached, but the power of the realm will not be used to the maximum extent. "
The reason is very simple.
If you compare the Dharmakaya to an ant before.
After the Dharmakaya, he became a human being.
Humans are naturally much stronger than ants. They can crush ants to death with a raised hand and trample over an ant nest with a raised foot.
This power is not insignificant compared to that of ants.
Using the power of realm can be compared to unleashing human potential.
As a result, humans created thermal weapons.
So even if the physical constitution of a person holding a hot weapon and a person with bare hands are the same, their combat power is not at the same level.
Perhaps thermal weapons are not enough.
Man has created Gundam, anti-matter annihilation cannon, and artificial world.
So, the same people, the people loaded with these equipment and the people with bare hands, are still on the same level
As for the Dharma, it can be compared to a stone.
The strength of an ant throwing a stone is naturally different from that of a person throwing a stone. However, this is not an improvement of the stone, but is still the crudest and most primitive use of strength.
In this world, you can improve your realm, but even if you reach the peak of your realm, there is no manual that teaches how to use the power of your realm.
Many people don't even realize it.
If they are both at the peak of the Eleventh Realm, their natural strength will be very different, because to some extent, the peak has just begun.
…
Xia Ji walked on the beach.
He walked to the sea and stepped on the wind towards the sky.
He didn't stop until he reached a place where the tsunami was raging.
A little bit with his left hand and a little bit with his right hand, like two poles, 1.36 million dharma images rushed out. The 136 condensed images became extremely mysterious at his fingertips, flowing into each other and circulating endlessly.
Xia Ji landed on the sea, looked at the tsunami approaching in the distance, and faintly uttered two words: "Yin and Yang."
A black and white millstone suddenly formed between heaven and earth.
The tsunami rushed into the millstone and turned into extremely calm water, falling back into the sea.
Xia Ji flicked it casually, and the black and white millstone actually stretched across thousands of miles. Although it was a lot thinner, it was enough to eliminate the tsunami.
Not long after, the tsunami disappeared.
Xia Ji put it away casually, and the black and white millstone disappeared.
"Yin and Yang are my means of integrating all phenomena into one image. It was very crude at first, but I use it every moment. Now after using it for one hundred and forty years, it has become such a power that grows with me.
The left hand is yin and the right hand is yang. Yin and yang grind and destroy all dharmas. "
Xia Ji shook his head casually, not feeling satisfied at all.
Although many powers in the past were powerful and could be described as miraculous at the level of dharma, they were all commonplace in his eyes now.
He had no way of knowing the strength of the ancestors, but in the past hundred years, the ancestors had apparently "disappeared".
The existence of the "Black Emperor" is an important thing to the ancestors.
But the ancestors may have ten thousand important things to deal with, so naturally they won't just focus on him.
What's more, those people may all have pride in their hearts.
If you can grow, won't I make progress
You have great opportunities, great fortune, and things that defy the odds, but you don’t know that I also have them, and perhaps more than you. You have trump cards, but you don’t know that I have dozens of trump cards hidden in my sleeves that can be replaced at any time. .
When you have a special adventure, you think it is earth-shattering, but you don’t know that I also have such an adventure, just like a child who finds gold in the sand and shows it off to the rich people who travel around the world.
You lament that the world is unfair, but you don’t know that I have also come from this distance. You lament that your efforts are unrewarded, but you don’t know that I have endured and worked hard for thousands of years.
When you sigh, you have already been defeated. The loser eats the dust and loses everything.
Everyone who thinks that people who have lived for thousands of years will only suffer from Alzheimer's disease are dreaming.
…
Xia Ji has been to the human world several times. Apart from being able to contact Su Tian, it is impossible to get any information about the ancestor. Even the entrance to the aristocratic family has been changed.
The aristocratic family seemed to have evaporated from the world.
But in fact, it is dormant deeper in the shadow and undercurrent of history.
…
The fire disaster is spreading every year.
Now the entire north of the river is a land of fire and calamity.
Fire demons flying all over the sky, fire beasts crawling all over the ground, all in strange shapes.
The country of Ice and Snow Rakshasa was completely separated from the Middle Earth.
If you want to go to the land of ice and snow, you can only go through the depths of the Fire Tribulation Land.
In this catastrophe, almost all the bad omens that should have been revealed have been revealed.
Four in total.
The elusive Black Emperor.
The mirage of illusory flames.
The leader of countless fire demons is the Fire King.
The frightening pretender—Mrs. Gou Yi—disguises herself as a human being, often appears as a witch, and then completely transforms the land into a tribulation land.
This is the calamity of the four great omens.
The dynasty's restrictions on the spread of the world and the change of time have completely shifted everyone's attention to fighting against the fire disaster.
Of course, there were many joys and sorrows, and touching stories.
…
Late winter has passed and the climate has become warmer.
Xia Ji passed through the underworld transfer station and went to the human world to buy some supplies, then stored them in the storage space and brought them back. At the same time, he brought some specialties that Miaomiao liked to eat.
The spring breeze is blowing in the south of the Yangtze River, the willows are green like smoke, and there are couples walking on the streets, but there is more of an atmosphere of tension and chill.
He got on a ferry and gave him three taels of silver.
But the boss was a little speechless, saying that the price had already been increased to four taels.
Xia Ji said: "Last time it was three or two."
The ferry boss said: "The last time I was there was five years ago, right?"
Xia Ji smiled and threw out another one or two.
Cross the river by ferry.
The cabin was not crowded. The one closest to the bow was a couple looking at the scenery. Among them were warriors with young faces. These warriors were talking to each other as if no one else was watching.
Xia Ji sat at the stern of the boat, silently feeling the world at this time.
"I'm telling you, my uncle has broken through the eleventh realm. This time he will take care of us when we go to the north."
"Brother Jin, please tell us. I've always heard that fire tribulations are scary and fire monsters are scary. How scary are they?"
Many young warriors subconsciously surrounded one person.
The man waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "You are all top-notch heroes in the south of the Yangtze River, but when you go to Linjiang Mansion, pass the test, get the order to cross the river, and go to the north of the Yangtze River, you will be directly separated from the land of robbery. The place facing the river.
To put it bluntly, the further north we go, the less worthy our strength is. "
"Brother Jin, is this going too far? Even if it's not worth mentioning, it can't be everywhere on the street, right?"
"Brother Sun, you are wrong. They are really all over the street. The number of 36,000 in the city is the last one and the strongest among the eleven realms.
Not to mention the numbered cities, there are already 280,000 warriors in the eleven realms recorded by the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Each force has many people...
Think about it, what does our little strength mean? "
Everyone was silent.
"Brother Jin, what is the strongest thing in this fire tribulation?"
"Of course it's a bad omen."
"Bad omen?"
"Black Emperor, Lord Mirage, Mrs. Gou Yi, Fire King." The young warrior wrapped in the center counted them one by one with his fingers, "The strongest among them is undoubtedly the Fire King.
Rumor has it that it is nine feet tall, and the fire monsters under its command can be like the most elite soldiers of us humans. It has strict discipline and leaves no trace of land wherever it charges. My uncle said that whenever the Fire King appears, it will be a scorched earth, even if it is me. The human race's generals led bloodline soldiers, and even commanded soldiers from the eleventh realm, but they did not dare to fight with him. "
Others have long been stunned.
The warrior surnamed Jin continued to say proudly: "The most mysterious one is undoubtedly Mrs. Gou Yi. This Mrs. Gou Yi actually turns into a human appearance and appears in our human town. It is said that her appearance is very alluring.
And this Mrs. Gou Yi is no different from ordinary people, but the most terrifying thing is that as long as Mrs. Gou Yi lives in a town for more than half a month, a volcanic crater will appear underground in that town.
The eruption of the volcano brought the fire demon.
Nowadays, the north bank of the river is full of tribulation land, and many places on the south bank of the river that are clearly not bordering the north land actually have a lot of tribulation land. This is all a good thing done by Mrs. Gou Yi. "
"No way… "
"My uncle said that Dazhou has understood some of Mrs. Gou Yi's habits. Although she is terrifying and mysterious, as long as she is humanely raped, she will not fight. Instead, she will return to the north silently. She will not be there within a month. Appear again."
Xia Ji sat in the stern of the boat and listened silently, only finding it interesting. He touched the silver in his arms and mentally calculated the supplies he wanted to buy.
We took the ferry to the middle of the lake.
The spring breeze opened the curtains and blew over the Black Emperor's face.