In the pavilion, a group of disciples on duty from the Wanjian Sect hurriedly gathered around Fairy Nongxiao. When the people among them saw this, they were surprised and said, "Is this a backlash?"
The rest of the people looked at Xia Ji with more fear.
The leading disciple said: "Do you want to fight my Wanjian Sect alone? Are you still here to surrender on behalf of the Qi State?"
Xia Ji said gently: "But you have said that there is no need for the royal family of our Qi Kingdom to exist. Can we still surrender?"
The disciple was stunned, but he was not stupid either. He suddenly thought and said, "This is the sect master's granddaughter. Although you hurt her, you can still save her. If you save her, you may be able to take a step forward and go to the sect.
At that time, no matter whether the sect master accepts it or not, you can discuss it in person. "
The wind and snow started.
"rational."
After Xia Ji said these two words, he took a step forward and passed through a distance of tens of feet like a flash. He grabbed the convulsing fairy in white and used a few healing spells. With a flick of his fingertips, Rebirth Talisman.
The dharma and talismans instantly penetrated into the body of the white-clothed fairy.
However, the latter never recovered and was still twitching.
The disciples around him were also looking at him.
Xia Ji was stunned for a moment.
After being backlashed by the Thirteenth Realm, she also suffered injuries from the Thirteenth Realm. However, her healing power was far inferior to her destructive power, so she was unable to recover for a while
He took the fairy in white and took another step forward, away from everyone, to a small pavilion at the highest point of the summit, and in the process, his white phoenix fire entered her body again.
This time, the fairy in white became quiet.
But he never woke up.
Xia Ji understood that she was injured due to karma, and the injury was transmitted to the body, causing neurological disorder. Her White Phoenix Fire could heal the body, but it could not repair the karma injury from the root, because the healing Power and the power of destruction are not dimensional at all.
"Karma is such a mysterious force."
Although he watched a lot and even killed a lot of Thirteen Realms instantly, Xia Ji couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, the disciples on duty finally understood that the seventeenth prince of Daqi could not cure Fairy Nongxiao, so two people hurriedly used their swords to go to the top sect in the sea of colorful neon clouds.
Xia Ji did not stop them, and let Fairy Nongxiao lie down in the pavilion to avoid the snow. He sat in the snow and looked at the sea of clouds that were constantly coming and going, ebbing and flowing.
All things have form but no image, and images are metaphysical.
But the shape is so beautiful.
The country is so charming.
Just as he was thinking about it, the two disciples on duty were returning with their swords. They were leading the way, followed by a white-haired old man.
The old man stepped on the fourteen sword wheels, and in an instant he was standing in the sky, overlooking Xia Ji.
He swept his brows and saw the flute-playing fairy in the pavilion. He ignored Xia Ji and flew over. After a little investigation, he was shocked.
"Backlash!!"
Karmic backlash is more serious than karmic injury.
For example, backlash is like a breakdown of the immune system, and injury is like a cold or fever.
Xia Ji stood up, walked over and said, "I have treated her, but it can only calm the impact on her body, but it cannot calm the level of karma."
The white-haired old man looked at him coldly: "Who are you?"
Xia Jidao: "The seventeenth prince of Da Qi came here with his jade seal to submit to Wanjian Sect."
As he spoke, he took out the jade seal and pushed aside the silk cloth.
The white-haired old man glanced at Yuxi and asked, "How did she get injured?"
Although he had listened to the explanation of the disciple on duty halfway, he still couldn't believe that the backlash was a special situation that could only occur if there was a huge gap, and the young prince obviously should not have this ability.
Xia Ji saw what he was thinking at a glance, so he didn't defend himself and said in a calm tone: "It must be that he has gone crazy."
The white-haired old man glanced at him and wanted to take action, but he was not sure. He thought this man was very strange, so he asked again: "You are the only one sent by the Qi royal family."
"I come sincerely."
The white-haired old man felt even more weird. He couldn't help but ask: "Where did you get the courage?"
If it had been anyone else, he would have taken action a long time ago, but it was too weird for the flute fairy to be backlashed...
Xia Ji looked at him with a smile and said calmly: "I'm already here."
The white-haired old man thought about it and said: "Although the sect leader wants all the royal family of Qi to come here to worship and has given him a ten-day deadline, since you are already here, then follow me into the sect and wait for the sect leader to say something. You Are you willing to come?"
Xia Ji politely said: "That's what it should be."
The white-haired old man directly took up the flute fairy and performed a sword technique with his left hand. The fourteen rounds of swords immediately spread out and turned into a sword boat.
The sword boat crossed the sky, and the two people boarded the boat.
The white-haired old man squeezed his hands again, and the sword boat roared through the growing wind and snow, and went away.
Xia Ji looked.
There are clouds and mist here, the spiritual energy blooms in five colors, and the snow falls from the sky.
And in the center of the mountains, the peak piercing the sky looks like a gray lotus leaf. There is no way up and down the mountain, and the aura holding the thousands of palaces at the top is really a magnificent sight.
And in this sea of clouds, mountains, and snow, there are many sword-wielding people coming and going. The young men are handsome, and the young girls are gorgeous. They are obviously beyond the realm of mortals, and they are said to be worthy of the name of immortals.
Even Abbot Island in the previous life was incomparable to this place.
Xia Ji looked at this scenery, and for a moment he was addicted to it, and sighed: "It's so beautiful."
The white-haired old man became even more weird. He wanted to ask, "Is now the time to look at the scenery?"
But he didn't ask.
Instead, Yu Jian came to mid-air.
After that, suddenly the other person disappeared on the spot. With a flip of his hand, the sword boat immediately followed him away, turning into fourteen sword wheels to carry him in the sky.
The disciples of Wanjian Sect who were wielding swords immediately surrounded him.
The white-haired old man handed the flute fairy to a female disciple, and the female disciple took the fairy back.
Afterwards, the old man looked at Xia Ji and saw that the prince of Qi could still stand in the wind and remain motionless even if the flying sword was taken away from his feet.
He stood in the windy and snowy sky, as if he were standing on the quiet and peaceful earth, and his plain clothes moved with the strong wind.
He didn't run, nor did he panic. He was just looking at the scenery, watching the sword wielders coming from three levels inside and three outside.
Many of these sword masters were just here to observe, and the only ones who really took action were the innermost circle.
The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "It's not easy, but why don't you listen to the sect master? The sect master has already given the order. If the Qi royal family disobeys, then they will all be replaced. Do you think that with the power of one person, you can turn the world upside down? What?"
Xia Ji actually thought about it seriously, and then said: "I can't change the world yet."
The disciples, who originally saw him as a man of magnanimous demeanor and standing ready, couldn't help but laugh after hearing these words.
Xia Ji said: "I just came here to surrender on behalf of Da Qi. Now that the sect is at the top and the dynasty is at the bottom, it is understandable. But... why do you guys come to this?"
He sighed softly.
With a slight sigh, he sighed a million images of Dharma.
Millions of dharma objects adhere to millions of wind and snow.
A snowflake is a dharma image.
And the power of the Dharma he used was naturally far beyond what ordinary people could compare to.
In an instant, both the white-haired elder and many of Yu Jian's disciples were aware of this attack.
They hurriedly defended themselves.
At this time, all I could see was the sky above,
The heavy snow overwhelmed the immortals.
Xia Ji took a step forward, holding the Jade Seal of Qi with one hand and walked through the encirclement.
How had such a siege ever caught his eye
He had just stepped onto the sect's land, and without turning around, he casually waved his long sleeves, and the power of the snowflakes in the sky disappeared without a trace.
But the monks were still flying swords in mid-air and using magic weapons indiscriminately.
It wasn't until Xia Ji took more than ten steps forward that the white-haired old man and the monks noticed.
With horrified expressions on their faces, they rushed towards the sect with swords in hand, and surrounded them like a thick half-moon from behind.
A group of disciples also surrounded him in a half-moon shape in front.
Xia Ji saw that there was nothing more he could do, so he put the jade seal of Qi State on the ground, sat down cross-legged, and said loudly: "Qi Yu, the seventeenth prince of Qi State, came to pay homage to the leader of Wanjian Sect on behalf of the royal family of Qi State. "
The sound rolled over this place.
He was surrounded by more and more monks, but no one dared to step forward. It was not that he felt that he could not fight, but that he felt oppressed by the quiet and gentle aura.
And if anyone is blind and wants to rush forward with his sword, he will be bounced away by a gust of wind before he has even taken a few steps.
The scariest thing is not the bounce...
But no matter who comes forward, they will be bounced away.
This already includes the elite disciples of Wanjian Sect, the disciples who entered the family, and even the elders of the sect.
But everyone saw that the Da Qi prince had not been cruel, so they maintained their boundaries for the time being.
The white-haired old man suddenly understood that Fairy Nongxiao had indeed been "backlashed" instead of going crazy.
He suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with Commander Jin Batian?"
Xia Ji said lightly: "There is some fate in passing on the art."
The old man was shocked.
This boy is actually just a disciple of Commander Jin Batian
How terrifying should Jin Batian himself be?
At this time, the hearts of all the Sword Sect disciples were filled with strangeness.
This person should obviously be kneeling, but he sat in the middle of the open space in front of the Zongmen Hall with a domineering attitude, remaining indifferent even when surrounded by thousands of monks.
Are you still here to surrender
The most important thing is that the power used by the prince from beginning to end seems to be... maybe... probably... just the appearance of the law.
How can this be
The power of just ten realms can cross three major realms in a snap and crush it
How can this be
Anyone who knew anything at the scene thought it was extremely weird.
The power of the Dharma body is not as strong as the Dharma body, magical powers can suppress the Dharma body, and karma can destroy the Dharma body. These are all common sense...
The Dharma is just the strongest power used by mortals before they transcend the world.
It's just a stepping stone to the sky.
But at this time, someone used mortal strength to suppress them, so that no one dared to step forward.
The gentle and jade-like prince, dressed in plain white robes, holding a jade seal in his hand, sat cross-legged in the heavy snow of the sect in the sky.
There are many monks, and I don’t know how many are at a high level.
But no one moved forward.
If someone moves forward, no matter how high or low his realm is, with a gentle wave of his long sleeve, that person will bounce back.
If the sword wheel fired continuously, the young man would just stretch out a finger and knock the sword wheel away at will.
At this time, there were countless broken swords around him.
And suddenly, the surroundings calmed down.
The only sound left was the falling snow.
A footsteps seemed light but heavy, coming from afar, misty and elusive.
And when a figure appeared in front of the central hall of these thousands of heavenly palaces, when that person appeared, the endless white snow in the sky and earth suddenly changed from stillness to boiling, flying around like crazy, and one by one was far stronger than the sky. The aura of the people here rose violently.
The figure was wrapped in a black gold robe and had a tall and straight body. When he stood in front of him, he was a middle-aged man. Just from his face, he knew that he must have been a romantic figure like a young man in a troubled world.
But at this moment, there was a deep undercurrent in his eyes, shrouded in black mist, hazy, with a lot of evil aura, making people feel shuddering, and his heart felt like it was tightly grasped by a big bloody hand, and he couldn't bear it. You can't help but kneel down to him, surrender to him, and beg him.
"Does this mere mortal country really think that my Wanjian Sect has no one?"
"Originally, I just wanted to abolish your sect, but now not only you need to die, but all the royal family of Qi will also be killed."
The cold voice suppressed the wind and snow and passed into Xia Ji's ears very clearly.
There is a sense of contempt, arrogance and domineering hidden in it.
As he arrived, many of the disciples surrounding Xia Ji bowed in that direction and respectfully shouted in unison: "Meet the sect master."
Xia Ji looked at the leader of Wanjian Sect, but he was not angry.
Because he has recognized the person.
This leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was his disciple more than a thousand years ago.
Ranked fifty-sixth among the seventy-two disciples.
His name is Yu Long.
When he said goodbye to himself back then, the bloodline body he revealed was a snow leopard figure that was more than three feet tall.
After that, he got married to Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, and invited himself to pretend to be his father to help him witness the marriage. A lot of things happened after that.
But now, in a blink of an eye, it has arrived at this moment.
And this disciple's behavior obviously deviated from his original teachings.
The child does not teach, the father too.
If the teaching is not strict, the teacher will be lazy.
Xia Ji looked at the evil and domineering leader of Wanjian Sect and suddenly said softly: "I was wrong."
Yes,
He was wrong.
He didn't teach well.
The disciples he taught have not stood the test of time.
If you make a mistake, admit it.
It’s not about recognizing people.
But recognize it for yourself.
Many of the thousands of Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but laugh when they saw this mysterious and terrifying young man suppressing this party one moment, and the next moment they saw their sect leader giving in before they even fought.
The leader of Wanjian Sect said coldly: "Now that I admit my mistake, what's the point..."
Before he finished speaking, the prince of Da Qi stood up and asked calmly: "Dare you ask the sect master, is there a god three feet above your head?"
Master of Wanjian Sect:? ?
In his eyes, the prince of Qi calmly dusted off the snow on his robe and asked again: "It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, but don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Why do you do this?"
The last word has just fallen.
The prince of Qi simply disappeared on the spot.
When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of the master of Wanjian Sect.
He grasped the jade seal with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, turned into a palm, and raised it suddenly.
“I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is!!”
In the angry and disdainful voice, the pressure around the leader of Wanjian Sect suddenly spread,
This coercion was mixed with the pure power of heaven and earth, coupled with the sharp sword energy that he had gained through practice, plus the karma that seemed to be improving his life level all the time, as well as his life level.
This coercion is like the scorching sun in the sky, burning away the passion,
At the same time, it exudes a strong black energy that invades people's minds,
This black energy has become substantial. It is completely different from the previous Nongxiao Fairy. It can actually fall into people's sight, which shows that its intensity is terrifying.
Even if the sect master did not move, this powerful power of the Thirteenth Realm would be squandered out, as if the energy that had been compressed for a long time suddenly exploded, and this explosion was controlled by him at will, so that it would not spread too much and destroy the sect. .
Endless light and rolling black energy exploded, drowning the prince and everyone's sight.
Suddenly, a crisp sound suddenly came from the center.
Snapped! !
The light dissipates and the black air dissipates.
Snapped! !
Everyone saw it clearly.
I also understood what this crisp sound was.
The prince was actually slapping the sect leader.
The leader of Wanjian Sect was also stunned. These two slaps made him confused.
"You dare!"
"Now I not only want the royal family of Qi State to die, but also the entire capital of Qi State will be buried with me."
Snapped! !
The third slap fell again.
The leader of Wanjian Sect wanted to block it, but before he could block it, he felt a sharp pain in his cheek.
too fast.
Seeing the prince slap him again for the fourth time.
He raised his right hand,
The fierce sword energy accompanied by the supernatural power of heaven and earth stirred people around, causing the wind and snow to come from all directions like a roaring dragon, and converged on the palm of his right hand.
Transformed into a sword that looks like substance, this sword is not a dharma image, not an illusion, but a killing move that condenses the magical powers of heaven and earth.
It truly contains the power of the ninth level of the pinnacle of magical power.
There are nine realms of supernatural power, one realm and one heaven.
Each of the nine heavenly palaces has its own advantages and disadvantages.
Compared to Fairy Bi back then, the power of the ninth level, which contains the powerful sword energy, is much stronger now.
The sword thrust towards the slap.
To pierce it with a sword from the palm of your hand.
But the palm suddenly turned gray.
grey…
Maybe it's inconspicuous.
But it could also be the color of chaos.
Xia Ji didn't have the color of chaos, but the millions of Dharma signs that he carefully performed were completely without form.
When chaos first opens, nature has no form.
He is not chaotic, but he is also formless.
The sword energy of the Nine Levels of Divine Power clashed with this slap in space.
In an obstacle that was short enough to be ignored, the sword energy shattered inch by inch, and the nine layers of heaven collapsed.
Snapped! ! !
The fourth slap shattered the resistance and hit the leader of Wanjian Sect hard on the face.
The sect leader has been stunned.
Snapped! ! !
Another slap.
Although five slaps fell, the sect master was not injured at all. The slaps were just enough to cause him severe pain. If the prince really exerted some strength, he could be severely injured.
It's just that he didn't know how much power he contained in his hands. Although each slap did not seriously hurt him, it was extremely painful, so painful that it almost tore his soul.
After five slaps, Xia Ji asked: "Does it hurt?"
Without waiting for an answer.
Xia Ji added: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Has the sect master ever thought about whether those people feel pain when killing someone?"
He said softly: "Since you hold the weight of the world, you must bear the weight of the world.
There are nearly 10 billion people in Yunzhou, and the place controlled by Wanjian Sect is in the east, north of Yunzhou. How many people are there in the dynasty under their command
In this case, why not benefit the people and protect the people
For the sect leader, this matter is just a matter of effort and convenience, with no profit or loss.
Why not do good deeds if they are small? "
The leader of Wanjian Sect covered his face. He had already noticed the extreme extraordinaryness of the young man in front of him, so he suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am just the seventeenth prince of the Daqi royal family. I am here only to submit to the Wanjian Sect on behalf of Daqi."
"Impossible!! You can't be the prince!! You can't be in your teens!!"
The leader of Wanjian Sect shouted.
Forget about him, all the disciples of the Wanjian Sect present, from the elders to the elite disciples at the headquarters, were in a state of confusion, and the sect leader shouted out what was in their hearts.
Xia Ji asked: "What does this have to do with goodness
Is it because I am strong and you are afraid of me, so if I ask you to be good, you will be good
Who taught you this
What about your own character? "
The leader of Wanjian Sect was stunned.
Xia Ji asked again: "Who is your teacher?"
The leader of Wanjian Sect suddenly started to tremble.
He thought of the great saint more than a thousand years ago, the person who changed his destiny, the person he regarded as his father...
That person is dead.
Although that person is still carrying the incense, he is dead.
Xia Ji asked again: "Is this what your teacher taught you?"
Yu Long's whole body was shaking, as if he had remembered many things. He had almost forgotten about that man.
Because he has done too much evil.
He had already violated his original intention as a teacher.
He didn't dare think about that man.
He felt unworthy.
But in many things, does he have a choice
He has no choice.
"In this world, the weak prey on the strong. Good people are bullied by others, and evil people can control their own destiny!!"
He didn't know why he was trying to defend himself.
He should obviously take action angrily, form a sect sword formation, and activate the grand formation to deal with this powerful, terrifying and mysterious prince, but he just defended himself.
He seemed to be defending himself and the teacher deep in his heart.
He has no choice! !
Xia Ji looked at him.
Yu Long only felt that the sun, moon and stars were hidden in the eyes of this young man. Even though he had lived for more than 1,500 years, he seemed to have been seen through in these young eyes.
Everything he was thinking was reflected in the young man's eyes.
Xia Jidao: "Then the sect leader is now strong, right? Is the Wanjian Sect strong? Since it is already strong, why not change
When you are humble, you may have no choice but to fight your way out of the treacherous waves and become evil.
But, you can choose again now. "
Yu Long suddenly asked: "Are you really not in the Thirteenth Realm?"
Xia Jidao: "What does this have to do with the Thirteen Realms?"
Yu Long said: "If you were in the Thirteenth Realm, you would understand that you have no choice. Although good and evil are just a matter of thoughts, if you choose good karma and evil karma, this will be your heart. If you do it against your heart, , after that, not only will the realm be unable to advance, but it will also regress... "
Xia Ji was stunned, he really didn't know this.
Once karma is chosen, it cannot be changed
A distinction between good and evil is an unchanging heart
Evil attacks and good defends. If you want to protect yourself, it is naturally safer to choose evil karma.
If you choose bad karma, your heart will change and cannot be changed...
Xia Jidao: "I'll teach you a way, take advantage of the evil, don't attack the weak, don't vent on the civilians, use the knife against the stronger ones, use the knife against the more evil ones, how about that?"
Yu Long said: "Your Excellency is strong, but in sect battles, although the competition is usually about personal strength, the strongest one is the great formation, which is the formation technique that gathers the strength of all disciples. Your Excellency defeated me, but you also humiliated me." If you leave me, I am not your opponent, but I will not listen to what you say."
Xia Ji said: "How can you be willing to listen?"
Yu Long said: "My senior sister is about to wake up. If you can defeat her, I will listen to you."
"good."
"Then, your Excellency, please stay with me, Wanjian Sect, for a few days."
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