The imperial capital of Qi.
The snow is falling, and pedestrians are hurrying, and their footsteps startle the wild cats on the roadside.
The wild cat swooped into the gray shrubs, then turned around and looked around curiously.
The vendor grabbed a feather duster to brush away the snow that had been blown to the table by the sudden strong wind, and then ran outside, standing on tiptoes to pull the simple oilcloth top out a little.
The warrior practiced for a day and went to the restaurant in the afternoon. He weighed the silver coins in his palms and thought about how much wine and meat he would buy. He walked in the wind and snow, not afraid of the severe cold.
Some people with strong zhenqi can directly deflect the possessed snow, which only makes passers-by watch in amazement and children on the side can't take their eyes away.
Women and men went to their respective places to earn money and make a living, and began to get busy.
Even in a mansion where there is no need to make a living, there are still things to do.
"Little girl, go to Huiweifang and buy a box of Sanzhen cakes. Your grandpa wants that flavor."
"Okay, mother."
"I'll go with my sister!"
"be safe."
"I know, mother."
The brother and sister looked at each other, smiled, and ran out of the house together.
The boots scratched snowflakes on the ground, sputtering white dust.
The boy said: "Little girl, I'm going to the Wanjian Dojo in a while. You can't tell mother."
"No, I'm going to tell mother."
"Little girl, Wanjian Dojo is a very powerful place."
"Just a little bit, you're lying to a kid, a good place won't accept you."
"No, let me tell you, the owner of Wanjian Dojo is named Gongyang Chang, and he is the elder of Wanjian Sect. Where is Wanjian Sect? It is the largest sect in the East. Moreover, this Wanjian Dojo is not Look at ability, only look at character, your brother’s character must be fine.”
As the boy talked, he seemed to have fallen into his own imaginary world. He clenched his fists and said, "Support justice and serve the country and the people!"
Before the girl could speak, she suddenly felt something strange in the sky in the east.
The boy noticed it too.
Not only the children on the tip of the iceberg in these two countries, but the entire country is aware of it.
Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the iron-gray sky.
Three huge black dragons were still Izumo, dragging a luxurious flying chariot out of the sky, followed closely by the monks who lined up in formation.
The monks were walking with swords. At a glance, there were three or four hundred of them.
"It's a monk!"
"Amazing!!"
"Wow..." The boy opened his eyes wide with light shining in his eyes.
The little girl also forgot to buy Sanzhen cakes and looked at the sky in shock.
These people were too strong and too far away from her.
The ones far away are like the sun, moon, and stars in the sky.
She was filled with awe...
Everyone was left in awe.
However, the day they feared was no longer passing by today.
The black dragon flying chariot stopped at the top of the capital of Qi State. The man in the golden robe on the chariot looked down at the capital city with an attitude of regarding all living beings as ants.
The sound of rolling thunder suppressed the wind and snow and spread downwards.
"Qi State has rebelled against the clan and is unkind and unjust. Now we should massacre an entire city to serve as a warning to others."
The voice is ruthless.
But the people in the city are affectionate.
Everyone has different postures and expressions.
And just then.
A sharp shout shot up into the sky:
"Why do fellow Taoists massacre the city at every turn? Aren't you afraid of retribution for killing innocent people like this?"
Immediately afterwards,
Dozens of fierce auras also rose into the sky from the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo.
The hero of the dojo, Yang Changnai, is an elder of the Wanjian Sect. Half a year ago, he received the order from Yu Long, the former leader of the Wanjian Sect, and came to the capital of Qi State to pass on his merits to those with good character and good character and qualifications. The best.
The ram came here and naturally protected it.
At this time, he flew up with twelve sword wheels, and many disciples behind him also formed a formation.
Everyone in the city suddenly had hope and looked up at the sky.
In the Daqi Palace, the crown prince who was about to succeed, as well as many princesses and princes looked up at this scene.
The Queen was taking Concubine Chan to have tea. At this time, her hands and feet were also cold, and she was looking up to the sky with her mouth open.
And Xiao Su was also standing in the courtyard. She heard this "massacre"
The white-haired Qi Xiu raised her trembling hands to the sky and shouted in a hoarse, almost mournful voice:
"If you want to inflict a crime, why bother
My dynasty is just drifting in the turbulent waves of the sect, unable to control itself, and living in an ignoble way.
How to choose
Why is it so unkind
What a warning to others! "
His voice was not loud enough to be drowned out by the wind and snow, but he was not qualified to be heard by the people in heaven.
Mortal voices are never loud.
Even kings are like this.
The outcry of grief and indignation is just a joke.
"sky!
sky! !
What kind of world is this! ! ! "
Qi Xiu faced the majestic heavy snow and roared hoarsely and angrily. The heavy snow suppressed the world so hard that no matter what he said, he couldn't hear it.
God doesn't care about your life, nor does it care about your death.
But if you dare to defy heaven, heaven will remain motionless and silent, and a group of people from all over the world will come to regard you as a demon and ask you from high above what you have done wrong and why you defy heaven
Kill your body.
Kill your heart.
Destroy your soul.
Break your bones.
In the sky, the conversation between each other has ended. Knowing that this battle is unavoidable, Chief Gongyang used a sword seal and attached the power of the twelve realms to the sword wheel.
The sword wheel rotated faster and faster, turning into a bright and sharp circle of light.
Immediately, the twelve flying swords flew away, expelling snow and cutting the wind, drawing twelve tracks that stretched for a hundred feet, and shot at the aliens on the flying chariot.
However, the man in golden robe on the flying chariot just smiled and shook his head, raising his hand a little.
The flying sword is covered with black film and breaks through the twelve swords.
It passed through the ram's long chest in an instant and took him hard to the ground.
Bang! !
Until he is crucified in the dust of shame.
The circles of smoke and clouds broke away, and the people in the mortal world shouted in an uproar, and their hearts fell to the bottom.
And the black-filmed flying sword flew back with the golden-robed man's gentle wave.
Many monks behind him had already started massacring.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of monks led by Chief Ram were killed or injured and fell to the ground.
Without even looking at the ground, King Shi waved his hand impatiently: "Massacre the city."
If today's monks want to massacre a city, it couldn't be easier. The ability to move mountains and seas is like the giant hand of heaven that overwhelms the human world.
This is equivalent to standing in front of an exposed ant nest. Just pat it a few times with your hands and stamp it with your feet, and the nest will collapse. Then you laugh out loud and look at the corpses on the ground, feeling that you are in control of life and death. It's really interesting.
At this time, the same is true.
Xiao Su was in the courtyard, watching this scene, and felt that something was about to explode in her mind, but it didn't.
It's just that the scenes are like a revolving lantern,
There is no light in the center of the revolving lantern, and all the scenes are black.
Only blood can be seen vaguely,
All she could hear was the wailing sound that gave her a splitting headache.
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"It hurts."
"So sad."
"I..." Mengmeng suddenly opened her mouth wide, and her mouth grew in an incredible manner. The white teeth in her mouth turned into a terrifying paleness. The paleness gradually turned tragic, and then seemed to break away from some kind of restraint, and turned into something coming from the abyss. of evil flow.
Mengmeng's face also floated on the water like cream, and began to twist when stirred by fingers.
Xia Ji held her hand and suddenly felt something strange about her. He raised his head and looked into the distance.
In the distant sky, there is a flying chariot pulled by a dragon, and there are hundreds of monks, riding over the capital of Qi.
"evil."
"Evil~~"
"evil!!"
Mengmeng shouted, she seemed to be getting more and more excited, just like a traveler in the desert seeing an oasis, her eyes shining with light.
Her mouth was slurred, and she couldn't tell whether she meant "evil" or "hungry".
And this thing, like sparks falling into a frying pan, began to trigger changes in her.
Her limbs began to "liquefy" and seemed to turn into a pool of something darker and more evil than the Black Pool.
But she didn't change.
Xia Ji hugged her, pressed her back with his left hand, and raised his elbow in the air with his right hand to stroke the cold long hair, "I'll do it."
"Teacher..." Mengmeng regained some clarity in an instant. She shouted "Teacher, teacher, teacher", and she seemed to wake up a little more every time she shouted.
"Reach out."
Mengmeng stretched out her hand blankly.
Xia Ji grabbed an iron ruler from the storage space, grabbed her palm and hit her three times.
"Do you know why I hit you?"
"Because... I want to become a monster?"
"No, because you are lax and have good and evil thoughts in a single thought. If you see evil and do evil, my teacher will beat you."
Mengmeng lowered her head: "I was wrong..."
She tried hard to control it, and the changes in her body began to slowly recover. The door of the abyss of evil thoughts was pushed hard by this little child to close it again.
She asked: "Teacher, what should I do if I see evil?"
Xia Ji said softly: "When you see good, you should be rewarded, and when you see evil, you should be punished.
But why reward it
Why punishment
Who is rewarded
What's the penalty
Since Heaven has no mind, I used this selfish mind to simulate Heaven's mind.
Practice with your own body, establish your mind for this world, establish your destiny for this living people, create peace for this eternity, and have a spotless mind for this Tao.
Doing something when you know it cannot be done, and doing it when you know it cannot be done, is foolishness.
But the name of the teacher is originally called Yu, and it is worthy of the name. What is wrong with it? "
Mengmeng's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide. She was suddenly shocked by the spirit in these few words, and she suddenly became proud.
Then, she saw the teacher's handsome but by no means burly body, stepping on the wind and snow, walking past her.
Don’t go east, west, north or south,
But go to the pathless heaven.
"All sentient beings who have not yet been liberated have unstable nature and consciousness, bad habits have accumulated karma, good habits have resulted, and they are born into different situations, doing good or evil."
"The good should be rewarded, and the evil should be punished. Since God has no intention, I have set my heart. This is my lifelong wish. Mountains and rivers can change, the world can change, the stars can change, but my heart will not change."
Lei Yin, who is neither bullying nor humble, envelopes the capital and rolls back the "god" who looks down on the people in the sky like ants.
In the capital of Qi State, tens of thousands of people, the palace of the King of Qi, the dignitaries and the royal family, raised their heads to see, only three hundred feet above their heads, they saw a gentle and handsome young man, who climbed up the stairs from the humble mud.
There is no order in nature.
Snow will be the steps.
He raised his right hand in the void and grabbed a long knife that looked like a dark abyss. As soon as the long knife saw the air, it seemed to "come alive", as if the 4,500-year-old shackles had been released.
The sword is the sword of the underworld. Its tip has been inserted into the eighteenth floor of the ten palaces. The handle supports the six palaces floating in the air. The sword of one realm is fixed on the ground and supports the sky.
Xiao Ming woke up, noticed the surrounding situation, and suddenly became happy. In Xia Ji's mind, she asked shyly: "Well, I have recovered a little bit of strength, can I kill them?"
The shyness was quickly thrown away, and Xiao Ming urged Xia Ji in his mind: "Cut, chop, fucking chop!!"
King Shi couldn't hear the sound, but when someone came, he couldn't help but look sideways.
The hundreds of monks who followed him couldn't help but turn around.
King Shi asked, "Who are you?"
Xia Ji replied: "A stupid scholar."
Finished.
His figure approached in the sky, and in an instant, he was in front of the black dragon flying chariot.
King Shi felt some kind of vigilance in his heart.
He covered his body with a black film for an instant, and then took out two magic weapons with one hand, causing the black film to be coated with two layers of defensive brilliance. While doing all this,
He had already made a move with his right hand, and the extraordinary flying sword in the distance turned into a black dragon and flew from behind, rushing towards the young man's back.
Xia Ji took a step forward and waved the black knife.
The black sword killed the real king.
The black membrane is incised.
Then it split him in two.
The real king died.
At this moment, the flying sword that stabbed at the black film on his back suddenly shattered.
Because, at some point, twenty-four orbs had opened around him, and the five-colored light set off and guarded him, like stars slowly rotating around the star.
The black knife in Xia Ji's hand suddenly glowed brightly. Xiao Ming was so excited when he saw the blood that he shouted in a glum manner: "Cut, chop!"
Xia Ji felt something in his heart and twirled his knife.
The sword's light was like a black moon, and it instantly transformed into dragon scales.
In an instant, the light of the sword sparkled above the sky.
Those hundreds of monks had all died in this knife, as if they were all made of paper.
Xiao Ming was slightly satisfied and let out a shameful moan. Suddenly, it noticed the capital city at its feet again, and its voice became excited again.
"Chop, chop them all, send them on their way, hurry up, I can't stand it anymore, I really can't stand it anymore!"
"People in this world should be organized and go through reincarnation together. After reincarnation, they will be chopped down. After being chopped down, they will be reincarnated again. After reincarnation, they will be chopped down again. After being chopped down, they will be reincarnated again!"
"How about we finish cutting down the human world and cut down the underworld? How happy would that be!!"
Xia Ji grabbed the black knife and stuffed it into the storage space.
Xiao Ming:? ?
No, no, no,
I just started to get excited, now it’s gone
So fast
No~~
Xia Ji stuffed the black knife into the space.
Xiao Ming's voice disappeared.
Xia Ji casually put away Ding Haizhu again.
Xiao Ding went back obediently.
The power of these terrifying magic weapons is gradually unlocked, and what is revealed in this era is just the tip of the iceberg.
At the same time, Xia Ji probably understood where the ancestor of the Wu family came from with his exaggerated personality. It seemed that it was not his fault that the sword was like this...
The wind and snow were very strong. From the sky, the capital city was not very big. If you put your palm in front of your eyes, you could cover the capital city.
The people in the capital saw this dramatic scene and tried hard to open their eyes to see clearly who the person in the sky was.
But no one could see clearly.
The man calls himself a stupid scholar.
This reminded them of a prince who had been sitting in the library of Daqi Academy since he was five or six years old, reading every day, and sitting there for a whole day.
Then it was revealed that this prince might be a disciple of Commander Jin. Therefore, the person in the sky must not be that prince. Otherwise... there is nothing we can do without seeing Commander Jin. What can his disciples do
At this time, Jin Batian saw clearly the young man in the sky.
His knees were shaking.
No matter how stupid he is, he already understands that there is no mysterious master in this imperial court. The so-called master is him!
It’s the seventeenth prince—Qi Yu!
The seventeenth prince has no teacher at all!
Because, he himself is the teacher!
Commander Jin understood it clearly, but he couldn't speak out.
Because he has understood that this person is not just looking for fame and fortune. What he wants is not fame and fortune. What he is fighting for is something that he cannot see clearly and understand. Could it be that this person came to the world just to become a saint
Since Heaven has no intention, I set up my intention for Heaven.
This heart is good and evil.
Commander Jin suddenly became excited and murmured, not knowing what he was talking about.
The male sheep was stabbed to the ground by the black film flying sword, but was not completely dead. He was gasping for air. Because of the timely appearance of the young man, the real king stopped his hand and was unable to kill him completely.
You must know that the recovery power of the peak of the Thirteenth Realm is extremely strong. At this time, the master of Wanjian Dojo also saw the appearance of the young man clearly.
The scene in his mind came to mind when this young man suppressed a gang on the same winter day more than half a year ago.
but…
Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he smiled.
He coughed and said, "That's great."
That day, the boy suppressed a crime.
That year, the young man did not even make a single move, but the entire Wanjian Sect ushered in a new life.
Such a young man, such a stupid scholar...
The chief ram couldn't help laughing.
It's so stupid and unattainable.
At this time, the king who was shouting at the heaven and the earth, the concubine who was afraid and motionless, and the common people who were waiting for death, all stood on tiptoe and looked up...
The wind and snow are vast, covering thousands of miles.
But the young man left silently.
Xia Ji did not return to Mengmeng, but turned around and went to another place, which he happened to see when he was in the sky.
He landed on the ground and dug his hands into the snow. When he saw a little red, he pulled out a carrot from the snow.
Then, he smiled, turned around, and returned to Mengmeng.
His left hand, which was pinned behind his back, suddenly stretched out in front of Mengmeng like a magic trick, revealing the carrot tightly held in his fingers.
Xia Ji smiled, shook the carrot in his hand at the little girl and said, "This time I can make a snowman with a nose."
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The Demon Lord is sitting on Zhike Cliff.
She is naturally Xia Ji's second disciple in his previous life, Xu Lingling.
Xu Lingling was eating cake.
Cake is the best thing in the world. If you don't eat more, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself and waste your life
Unfortunately, I seem to be a bit tired of it...
Maybe we need to train a group of people who specialize in making cakes
While Xu Lingling was thinking, footsteps could be heard on the mountain road.
Come alone.
Wearing a purple-red embroidered gold suit.
There is no one behind the visitor, he is alone.
But he alone is a hundred times more majestic than the one with thousands of troops behind him, because he is the strongest person in the Western Sect in the north of Yunzhou, and he is the emperor with one emperor and one empress.
His eyebrows were long and narrow, like a sharp sword piercing his temples, and his eyes were bright and eye-catching, blazing like a lamp shining on the snow, with a sharp light that made people dare not look directly.
When he walked, he was majestic, walking in this pure white world, but not stained by snow dust.
The cake eater and the walker finally met face to face.
The emperor said: "I know that you are the disciple of Master fifteen hundred years ago."
Xu Lingling said: "Yes."
The emperor smiled and said, "If I defeat you today, I will be able to make up for the regrets of my life."
Xu Lingling stuck out her forked tongue and licked the cake on her lips: "What's the regret?"
The emperor said: "I regret that I was not born fifteen hundred years ago and had an affair with the Master."
Xu Lingling said: "Are you worthy?"
The emperor said no more.
Whether you are worthy or not is not a matter of words.
At the end of his words, he took action.
Therefore, the emperor took a step forward.
Xu Lingling opened her mouth full of fangs and stuffed the cake into her mouth without wasting any time. She puffed up her cheeks and chewed while getting up.
The emperor took another step, and a dense black energy of evil karma appeared behind him.
This black energy spread rapidly, filling the entire world behind him,
As a result, his coming was no longer like him coming, but like a world that had become dark.
However…
The same is true for Xu Lingling. The world behind her, from the deep valley to the sky, is also dark, and the boiling evil karma has turned into half of the sky.
As she walked away, the dark world followed her.
Between heaven and earth, an extremely shocking scene appeared.
It was like two different worlds began to get closer and began to compete with each other.
However, this world stopped, leaving twenty-eight feet of light between them.
The emperor asked: "It took me four hundred years of dreaming alone to achieve this, but you only slept for two hundred years, why did you achieve this?"
Xu Lingling said: "Two hundred years ago, I committed murder, blood flowed into the sea, and bones piled up mountains. Killing is all bad karma. You only dreamed about it for two hundred years, and you can be like this. You are enough to be proud."
The world after the emperor's death was coated with a thick layer of black film.
However…
The same is true for the world behind Xu Lingling.
The emperor said calmly: "The fourteenth realm is the realm of receiving the urn. If you accept the urn, you are recognized by heaven and earth and protected by heaven and earth.
But if you want to step into the Fourteenth Realm, you need to find Lubo first.
Only when one's destiny is important enough to be written on a paper can one enter the Fourteenth Realm. This is a matter of course.
I, the West, was lucky enough to get the Nine-page Paper, and you got it too? "
Xu Lingling shook her head and said calmly: "Not yet."
Emperor: "Then why is this so?"
Xu Lingling asked: "Do you know how many people I killed?"
Emperor: "I don't know."
"Twenty-eight million people."
The emperor suddenly raised his head, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be too kind and kind compared to the tall and fat woman in front of him.
Xu Lingling said: "I slaughtered 28 million people, and I have a sinful karma that cannot be washed away. However, this sin has also turned into a huge amount of bad karma. In these two hundred years of dreams, I have gained the power you mentioned." .”
"you… "
"My sins are unpardonable and deserve death. However, today, when I stand on this earth, I have anchored this earth."
Xu Lingling suddenly laughed ferociously.
“Without power, how can we change the world or realize our ideals
If you do this, you will commit many evil deeds and end up in a sea of blood.
As long as you can single-handedly turn the world around and stabilize the world,
All sins are my fault,
It means that after death, you will be trapped in hell forever without reincarnation.
What's the harm? ! "
The emperor said: "Did Master teach you this?"
Xu Lingling said: "No, the teacher is the gentlest person in the world.
So he died.
That's why I said you are not worthy of challenging him at all.
Even if you lived fifteen hundred years ago, you would not be worthy of walking in front of him.
He is a saint, I am a sinner, and you... are just a mortal! "
Say it.
After the death of the Demon Lord, the evil karma condensed again, becoming thick and rampant, like fire.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were empty,
It was frozen into an ink-colored blazing sun suspended above the head.
That blazing sun has two small dimples.
Looking down at the emperor in front of him.
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