The seventeenth prince of Qi State settled in Wanjian Sect.
Perhaps because they thought this young man was mysterious and powerful, Wanjian Sect did not treat him badly and allocated him a house with an elegant courtyard.
Of course, this house is in a corner area, with no other disciples around, and it is tightly guarded both inside and outside.
The house built here was originally used to view the sea and mountains and appreciate the wonders of nature. At this time, it was specially set aside for him to stay temporarily.
The backyard of the small building faces the sea of clouds.
You can see thousands of mountains and valleys with colorful neon lights.
The aura here is so rich that even with just two breaths, I feel refreshed and full of energy.
If mortals were allowed to live there for a long time, they would be able to live to be three hundred years old without any disease, just like in the original aristocratic family.
In a world where cultivation has become a systematic practice, getting older means a higher possibility of breakthrough. If you keep making breakthroughs, you can continue to extend your life.
Xia Ji lives here, so naturally there are disciples who will bring meals here every day.
Outside the door, the voices of the disciples of Wanjian Sect could be heard from time to time.
"How could this mortal prince be so great?"
"Yes, I have inquired about it, and he seems to be only fifteen years old, which is still false."
"I heard that there is a mysterious guardian in the Imperial Palace of Qi, named Jin Batian. He is now the commander-in-chief, and this prince is his disciple."
"Nonsense, even this is impossible! Even if the masters line up for initiation, they can't instill such a character, right?"
"What exactly happened that day? I was out of town, investigating around the village where people have been missing recently, but I didn't see anything. Senior brother and sister, please tell me."
"You didn't see it, otherwise you would have been shocked." The speaker said with a sigh, "The fifteen-year-old prince first came from Zhike Cliff and asked Fairy Xiao to fight him, but he was killed His own strength came back.
Elder Bai Bei took him to a high altitude, then withdrew the flying sword, and besieged him with many brothers. As a result, the prince just waved his hand, and heavy snow fell from the sky, leaving the elders and brothers with no time to distract themselves. The prince then flew directly into the sky, stepped on the void, and entered our Wanjian Sect.
Later, it was even more exaggerated. Elder Bai Bei came from behind with many brothers, and other elders and elites came from the front, surrounding him layer by layer, but they could not get close to the prince.
That scene could be described as one person suppressing a sect.
And then, you know, it can’t be said anymore. "
"clear… "
Later, the sect leader personally took action, but was slapped five times and given some pointers, saying that he wanted to persuade the sect leader to do good.
If others were trying to persuade others to do good, I am afraid that everyone in the Wanjian Sect would just laugh in response, and then kill such nonsense talkers with one sword.
What good and evil
If the sect is above the sky, what's wrong with manipulating the world arbitrarily
Can this be called good or evil
To put it bluntly, the level of life is completely different.
They immortals are human beings.
Mortals are just eliminated, losers who have not kept up with the times.
Can you call someone
The disciples outside the door continued to discuss.
"Then what state is this prince in?"
"have no idea… "
"How could you not know?"
"Because, from beginning to end, he has never used power other than the Dharma."
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"This is impossible."
"I also think it's impossible, but this impossible thing happened. No matter what realm, he was crushed by his Dharma."
"Must be dreaming..."
"What on earth is he here for?"
"Submission on behalf of the Qi royal family."
Surrender? ?
hehe…
All the disciples were dumbfounded. Is this a sign of surrender
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The senior sister hasn’t woken up yet.
Xia Ji lived here forever.
His daily life is always simple.
No matter where he was, for him, it was just another place to read.
Gradually, the disciples of Wanjian Sect made a strange discovery: although this prince seemed scary and mysterious, he was basically a harmless existence in daily interactions.
Slowly, the prince walked out of the original small building. Sometimes he would hold a book and walk on the quiet path of Wanjian Sect. Sometimes he would sit in a stone pavilion and look at the wind, clouds, mountains and sea in the distance. Fascinated, going deep.
The disciples in the sect didn't pay much attention to him, because the sect leader only told him to be wary of him and put him under martial law, but didn't say to imprison him.
And no matter who it is, they can feel a strange calmness from this prince.
He behaves like an ordinary person, but his posture and appearance hide an indescribable charm.
The prince would chat with the disciples coming towards him. Sometimes he would help them when he saw them in trouble. Sometimes, when he saw some disciples going wrong in their practice, he would step forward to give them advice.
It is taboo to give advice to other disciples.
The teachers of the sect want to take care of it.
But when I got closer and listened carefully, I was stunned. It felt like thousands of horses were galloping in my heart.
Damn, that makes so much sense.
What does it mean to explain things in a simple way
They all understood what this young man explained, but they had never understood it so clearly.
Therefore, the teachers of the sect who originally wanted to take charge followed and listened secretly. After listening, they appeared belatedly and went to give guidance to the disciples.
The disciples of Wanjian Sect gradually became familiar with such a strange existence.
Although he is only fifteen years old, he is like a teacher, making people feel like a spring breeze.
Even though he is an enemy, he lives in harmony with them.
And during these interactions, many beautiful female monks from the Wanjian Sect actually fell in love with him. The female monks with connections even went to the sect elders to quietly ask "if he can join the Wanjian Sect"...
In this way, you can pursue him openly.
As the saying goes, a man pursues a woman across a mountain, and a woman pursues a man across a veil. How wonderful it would be to form a Taoist couple with such a prince.
Mysterious, powerful, gentle, dustless, and seemingly never angry...
Although he is a mortal, he is like a real immortal in heaven, not just an immortal who has broken the longevity of mortals.
But soon, someone remembered that the prince stayed here because he was waiting.
He is waiting for a decisive battle.
Waiting for the awakening of the demon king in the deepest part of the forbidden land, the most terrifying one, who has left shadows and bloodstains on history.
As a result, many disciples looked at the prince with regretful eyes.
Because no matter how strong he is, he cannot be the opponent of the Demon Lord.
The terror of the Demon Lord is imprinted on everyone's mind like a nightmare.
This can be seen from the sect leader's daily mantra.
Everyone knows that "the eldest sister of the sect leader is invincible in the world."
So,
How could this fifteen-year-old boy defeat the invincible Demon Lord who had been in seclusion for two hundred years
He can't win.
He will fail.
Failure means death.
When you die, there is nothing.
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The master of Wanjian Sect also quietly observed the prince.
His mood can only be described as weird.
This prince's daily life is very similar to his past teacher.
At that time, on the island in the center of Jinghu Lake, I was still a child. My teacher also liked to sit quietly in his study and read books. It was also in his study that he compiled the "Book of Ten Thousand Dharmas" which has now been listed as forbidden law in the world by all major sects. 》.
And this prince also reads books every day, remains unmoved, is unfazed by favors and disgrace, and is content with the situation.
He didn't realize at all that he was in a force that wanted to kill him.
He didn't worry at all about his senior sister waking up.
Even though the prince should have learned about the horror of the Demon Lord from the mouths of many disciples, he remained unwavering and unfazed.
It was naturally impossible for the leader of Wanjian Sect to think that this prince was his teacher. He just couldn't help but feel a little emotional and hesitant about whether to talk to the senior sister when the time came.
The eldest sister knows that this prince is like a teacher, so maybe she will show mercy and not kill him, right
As for being slapped five times by the prince, he certainly felt ashamed in his heart.
If it had been anyone else, he would have used all his strength to strangle him.
But this prince made his anger slowly subside...
The leader of Wanjian Sect even felt that these five slaps were slapped by the teacher, and these five slaps were like punishment for his past.
Just like a strict teacher asking a naughty child to reach out and slap him five times in the palm of his hand as punishment.
But the punishment also gave him a chance to make a new choice.
His heart used to be burdened with endless guilt.
Now, he feels peaceful inexplicably.
This is simply too light a punishment.
The leader of Wanjian Sect couldn't help but think that if the teacher was really still alive, he would probably do the same thing when he saw a villain like himself.
Thinking of this, his murderous intention for the royal family of Qi Kingdom had disappeared.
After that, the prince fought against the elder sister. Even if he was defeated and died, he would not touch the Qi Kingdom at all. Instead, he would provide protection.
Just think that the teacher has a spirit in heaven and sends such a young man to wake you up and give yourself a chance to make a new choice.
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The winter snow has passed and the early spring has just arrived. The mountains and forests above the clouds and under the heaven have been dyed green.
Different from the dense fog in late winter, the mountain fog in early spring is as thin as white gauze, appearing in thousands of layers, lingering among the mountain peaks.
At noon, the sky falls and the fog disperses.
The sun shines on the earth, and the scenery of the mountains is unobstructed.
Xia Ji sat in a pavilion, studied ink and spread out paper, and wrote in detail on the rice paper:
The Wanjian Sect is hospitable to guests, and the sect leader is also a sincere person who loves hospitality.
The sons and ministers are difficult but enthusiastic, and they will not be able to return for a while. I hope that my mother and concubine will never miss me.
After finishing writing, he folded it up, put it in the envelope, then handed it to the Wanjian Sect disciple on the side and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The disciple smiled, "I went out to explore for information around Fenghe Village, and happened to pass by the capital of Qi State. Delivering the message is just a matter of effort."
This disciple got through Xia Ji's guidance and broke through the bottleneck. He was very grateful from the bottom of his heart. He was worried that he would not be able to repay the favor. At this time, let alone delivering the letter by the way, he would be happy to have him make a special trip.
At the same time, this disciple was also extremely curious. He also wanted to see what kind of place Daqi Palace was, and how could such a person be raised in such a small place in the mortal world.
In his opinion, this is the golden scale jumping out of the fish pond, and the Kunpeng flying out of the quagmire.
Although he looked down upon mortals, in his opinion, the man in front of him was an extraordinary person.
The disciple took the letter and left.
Xia Ji opened the book on the table again and started reading quietly in the spring light.
While he was watching, there was suddenly a slight sound of crying in the distance, which would not have been noticed by others.
Xia Ji put down the book, looked sideways in the direction of the cry, and stood up.
Linghu River, small arch bridge.
The source of the stream is a spiritual spring with an endless stream of spring water. It naturally emerges from the soil at the top of the mountain. The water flows to the lower place, forming this gurgling stream above the clouds.
Arch bridges are also built according to the situation.
At this time, there was a little girl wearing linen clothes squatting beside the bridge, sobbing softly in the sunshine.
Those who wear this kind of clothes are usually just slaves of Wanjian Sect.
However, not all slaves can come here. Unlike the aristocratic family back then, the slaves here have "spiritual roots" and "immortal fate" to a certain extent. In other words, if these people behave well , or if you show some kind of talent, you will be admitted into the sect and become a disciple of the sect.
And if you reach the age and have not grown up, you will be sent away from here.
It's just that when I was a slave, most of my work was sorting elixirs, watering magical herbs, responsible for catering and daily life, etc...
And this kind of "slave status" requires a lot of hard work from the powerful family in the world to get over.
The little girl's left hand stretched out from the bridge hole, hanging in the air, watching the flowing of the spiritual stream with a pair of tearful eyes.
A strand of bangs hanging down in front of her was dancing back and forth in the wind and sunshine.
Xia Ji squatted beside her and said with a smile, "Why are you sad when the weather is so nice?"
The little girl trembled, and turned her head nervously with some fear, only to see a gentle boy in white looking at her.
She obviously didn't know Xia Ji and regarded him as a disciple of the sect. She turned her head away as if she was electrocuted and whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry... I'll go get busy."
At this time, a middle-aged female monk who was looking around in the distance seemed to have noticed this place. As soon as she saw the little girl in linen clothes, she said angrily: "You stupid girl, you can't do anything well. I sorted the wrong herbs and now they are still running away
Where can you run to
Just go down the mountain tomorrow, you are not suitable here. "
The little girl's eyes were filled with tears, but she seemed to be clumsy with words and didn't know what to say, but her eyes were red again.
Xia Ji touched her head, stood up and looked at the female monk and said: "Everyone has bad times when they are distracted, and they tend to make mistakes.
But if it's not a big mistake, can she be given another chance? "
Only then did the middle-aged female monk realize that there was someone on the other side of the bridge. When she saw Xia Ji, she was shocked. This mysterious young man who single-handedly suppressed the entire sect was waiting for the Demon Lord even though he was a guest.
She didn't dare to offend, so she said: "Since you have spoken, let's forget it this time."
The female cultivator looked at the little girl and said, "Come back soon", then turned and left.
Xia Ji squatted beside her and looked at the flowing Lingxi River with her. For a moment, he thought of the scene when he was trapped in the lonely city. The starting point of many people was a prison.
How many people can get out of the prison
Live on your knees, die if you go against it.
Good or bad is not up to one's will, and one's destiny is never up to oneself.
He suddenly asked: "Do you like eating candied haws?"
He remembered that his storage space also stored candied haws from more than a thousand years ago. Because Miaomiao liked to eat these, he bought a lot of them in one go. There was no expiration date in the storage space and the quality was very high.
The little girl looked at him blankly.
So, Xia Ji magically took out the candied haws, handed it to her, and took a bunch himself.
He took the first bite and then said with a smile: "Everyone has bad times, but no matter what, don't be confused. No matter there is hope or not, don't back down. No matter what the ending is, do your best. Then you won't regret it."
The girl took a bite of the candied haws, which was sour and sweet.
She burst into tears suddenly: "But... I can't even practice Qi. I... have no talent at all. No matter how hard I try, it's useless..."
There is so much spiritual energy here that even the true energy cannot be cultivated, which is indeed a problem.
Xia Ji smiled and said, "Can you give me your hand?"
The girl nodded and held out her left hand.
Xia Ji took her hand, and a wisp of breath entered her body, lingering for a while. He suddenly noticed that the girl's physique was very strange. In terms of qualifications, she was not as good as ordinary people, but she was still strange. Maybe she was a special kind. physique.
He checked again.
I found that this kind of physique requires a lot of accumulation and a lot of true energy to break through the blockage before I can continue to practice.
When it has not been broken through, it is like a useless person, but once it is broken, it should be far better than ordinary people.
After some exploration, he evaluated it in his heart, and then carefully injected a touch of zhenqi into her dantian, but he did not help her break through.
But as long as the girl doesn't give up in the future, then this trace of true energy will be enough to help her save the "thick accumulation" of effort and directly break through the obstacles.
"Do you see anything?"
"I've seen it. You have very good qualifications. As long as you work harder, you will definitely be excellent."
"Really?" The little girl's eyes flashed.
Xia Ji smiled and said, "Really."
"You don't lie?"
"I kid you not."
The little girl smiled. The man in front of her should be a big shot. He had said so, so she was naturally very qualified. It seemed she still didn't work hard enough.
Xia Ji suddenly felt something and patted her shoulder, "I have something else to do. Goodbye."
The little girl stood up and said, "Goodbye."
She watched the gentle young man in white go away, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
Suddenly there was a glimmer of hope in her heart...
She ran towards the bridge to pick up the elixir.
But only halfway through, she couldn't help but turn her head to see the boy, because she forgot to ask his name, and she forgot to tell him her own name.
However, she could only vaguely see that in the pavilion in the distance, in addition to the young man, there was also the head of her sect, and another cold and arrogant man in white clothes, with an icy aura exuding from his body.
She was a little scared and a little worried...
Because, even though she was just a little girl, she already felt the undisguised murderous intention.
The murderous intention enveloped the pavilion, stopping when the wind came and staying when the clouds moved away.
The grass is as long as a mountain of knives, and there is no wind piercing the sky.
The dust turned into a sea of fire, boiling and never stopping.
The environment around the cold and arrogant man in white had been affected by him, and began to show a suppressed but impatient fighting spirit.
Xia Ji looked at this man, and he immediately recognized him. He was also his disciple from thousands of years ago.
Ranking tenth among the seventy-two disciples, his name is Du Bai.
The first Xuan Kung he practiced was the Yang Shen Dao method, which could break the body of the soul and kill people.
But he was suppressed by Nian Ying from the beginning to the end, and now he didn't expect to be in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Du Bai is different from Demon Lord. Although he is also cultivating in the forbidden area, he has only slept for thirty years, and even thirty years of karma has been countless times greater than that of ordinary people.
You know, the leader of Wanjian Sect has only been sleeping for three years.
"waste!"
Du Bai coldly scolded the master of Wanjian Sect.
The sect leader didn't say anything either. He knew that his senior brother had this temper.
Xia Ji stepped forward and wanted to put away the half-read book on the stone table.
Du Bai suddenly sneered: "You alone are worthy of being like him?"
After the laughter, a violent anger suddenly emerged,
What followed was a hanging, huge, indescribable black smoke.
This is an almost substantial force of evil karma,
Compared with the small group of evil karma shown by Xiao Xianzi at the beginning, it is simply the difference between a mud ball and a mountain.
Xia Ji closed the book and suddenly slapped the table.
Bang.
The two stones immediately bounced up and fell into his hands.
But he didn't make any move, and one of the stones in his hand disappeared and appeared several miles away.
That is the forbidden area of Wanjian Sect.
In the forbidden area, there is a man in white sitting cross-legged with a knife on his knee. His face is exactly the same as Du Bai here.
The stone suddenly appeared between the eyebrows, and was hit with just the right amount of force.
But here, Du Bai, who had just accumulated the power of evil karma, suddenly cried out in pain, and then looked at Xia Ji in shock.
Xia Ji said: "I'm still capable of throwing stones. Please return your soul to your body quickly. Next time it won't be a matter of throwing it lightly."
Du Bai said: "How did you find out? And how did it happen so quickly?"
Xia Ji smiled, he taught Kung Fu, how could he not discover it
As for the speed, this was a stone thrown by him using a "sword" technique. Perhaps the stronger person could still see the trajectory, but this disciple could not see through it at the level of the Dharma-Phase and Dharma-body.
At the same time, he also completed a small experiment.
That is, karma can be said to be a brand new force.
This kind of power does not enhance the various attributes of the person itself, but gives another dimension of offense and defense. It may not be able to move mountains and seas, but it is closer to a mysterious killing method.
Raising the Dharma Body, lowering the Dharma Body, raising the Fate, lowering the Fate, this kind of strange attack has little to do with one's own strength.
In other words, as long as a strong man at the peak of the Thirteenth Realm does not use his karma, he will not be much different from the Twelfth Realm when he uses all his strength.
Xia Jidao: "If you want your soul to go out, you'd better find a top-notch magic weapon to protect your body, or ask someone who is good at defense to be your assistant. Otherwise, don't come out of your body easily.
Maybe it's okay against ordinary people, but against experts, you may be killed instantly.
As for disguise, no matter how well you disguise your soul, you are still your soul after all. You can hide it from some people, but you are destined to be unable to hide it from the strong, and this is your weakness.
Let's go back. "
Du Bai was stunned...
He wanted to take action, but suddenly, there was an explosion from a fallen leaf hundreds of miles behind him.
It was a blow from a flying stone, which directly shattered the fallen leaves.
And again, he didn't see or feel this process clearly.
Du Bai said coldly: "What a trick! I hope you can be so calm when facing my senior sister."
After that, he removed his karma and flew to the forbidden land with his soul.
The head of Wanjian Sect looked at this scene in astonishment...
Is this victory without a fight
Directly strategically see through the disguise of Senior Brother Du Bai's soul, the soul left the body, and even identify the true identity of Senior Brother Du Bai in a very short period of time
this…
Is this the prince of Daqi who has come to surrender
Where can I see the slightest bit of "surrender" in this damn thing
The leader of the Wanjian Sect said calmly: "I am convinced. No matter what the outcome of your highness's battle with my senior sister, I will never touch the royal family of Qi again.
As for what His Highness said, I have thought about it and will change my violent temper slightly in the future.
Your Highness is right, when a strong person is angry, he should only swing his sword at the stronger person, not the weak one. "
Xia Ji said: "Good."
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