On a cliff in Shiwanli Bantian Mountain.
Xiao Su was wrapped in a fluffy cloak, with her hands tucked into her sleeves, looking at the two people building a snowman in the distance.
The winter wind is very cold, mixed with a little moisture in the air, and is as sharp as a knife, cutting off the red cheeks.
far away…
Dai Meng did not find carrots in the frozen ground, but found a chervil as the snowman's long nose.
After doing this, Xia Ji took another hat and put it on the snowman's head.
Mengmeng untied the red scarf and wrapped it around the snowman's neck. Then she took out the gouache that she didn't know where and started to apply blush on the snowman.
Xia Ji smiled and said, "Is this a female snowman?"
Mengmeng said: "I am a woman, so naturally I build a female snowman."
With that said, she took out the rouge and dyed the snowman's lips red.
She did it very seriously,
Xia Ji was also helping with the repairs.
Neither of them used any extraordinary power, otherwise they would not have been able to build a snowman. Even if they gathered all the snow in this area and built a snow demon as big as a mountain peak, it would not take that long.
But what they could do with just a snap of their fingers was done by the two of them with their own hands. Not only that, but they also enjoyed it.
Xia Ji was watching the snow and building a snowman, and he had unintentionally gained another skill bead.
This he obtained with the help of the refined Tao Yun.
How he obtained it was not clear to him, because it was the rule of Tao Yun itself.
These two Dao aggregates are like two seeds. Maybe Xia Ji can water the seeds with incense or other things, but what kind of flowers and fruits will the seeds bloom? Why do they bloom like this? Pango, but not others? But he couldn't really understand it.
Because the Tao aggregate is the transformation of Tao into things. Although it is only a trace, it is also deeply hidden in mystery.
Available, but unknown.
This is like drilling wood to make fire in ancient times. I know that drilling can make a fire, but I don't know that this is due to friction and heat, and it is also due to the different ignition points of wood. The deeper I understand, the more it is due to the conservation of energy. Then I understand further, but I don't know. It has gradually been pushed up to an unknown level.
At this time, he harvested a crimson skill bead: Glacier World Revival Scripture.
In short, this sutra can cultivate extremely cold Qi, and then use these ice Qi to seal all the meridians, and the whole person will enter a state as if he is dead.
After a few minutes or hours, the deliberately frozen Qi will be broken directly, and the compressed Qi will flow back into the whole body like an avalanche.
Not only can your skills be improved,
It can also turn air into ice, so that the sky can be filled with snow and the earth can be frozen in the hot summer. If you have enough power, you can even create a glacier out of thin air with one hand, covering the earth and rolling eastward. The mysteries are endless.
If this mysterious power were put outside, it would simply be a magical method that the world is fighting for.
But for Xia Ji, he only realized it after building a snowman.
He got it.
It was digested.
Then he forgot.
This "Ice River Overturning the World Sutra" has also turned into one of his many dharma appearances, and many dharma appearances have turned into the yin and yang grinding wheel that contains two strange and seemingly completely different Taoist aggregates.
As the tide rises, the power that his "Heavenly Constitution" can exert also becomes stronger.
And this is just his daily life.
Maybe I said goodbye to Mengmeng today, so I learned a lot, so I got the dark red skill beads, but usually they are mostly light red or red.
He is getting stronger crazily at a speed that "ordinary people get great opportunities" every day and every moment.
This becoming stronger is not about becoming stronger in a realm, but about strength.
The so-called realm...
It is only applicable to 99.99999% of ordinary people.
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No matter how slowly the snowman was piled up, he was still piled up.
Dai Meng looked at the snowman in a daze.
She seemed to remember this scene in her heart.
Because she knew this scene would never happen again.
If she lives for five hundred years, then there will be no more five hundred years.
If you live for 50,000, 500,000, 5 million, 50 million... then it is possible that you will never have it.
No one would accompany her to build a snowman like this.
She raised her head and reached out to push Xia Ji: "Teacher, you go, I will stay here, and you want to leave, then naturally I will be here to see you off."
Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something and took out a dark, dull bead from her arms.
These beads are not made of gold, wood, stone, or any material. Some are like flesh and blood, and some are like rivers or rivers.
Dai Meng handed the bead to Xia Ji: "Give it to the teacher."
Xia Ji pushed the bead back, "This is something you have on you, I can't take it."
"teacher!"
"Okay, I'm leaving."
Xia Ji turned around, walked to Xiao Su, and pulled Xiao Su up.
He was about to leave when Dai Meng's voice came from behind.
"Teacher, never write your name on the paper found by the sect easily."
"Mengmeng, never forget the kindness my teacher taught you."
After saying that, a gust of cold wind swept the snow dragon across the cliff.
When he looked again, the two people who looked like a boy and a girl were heading towards the boundless horizon.
Dai Meng stood there, her figure suddenly began to twist and change, and her snow-white skin turned dark and dull, like a black abyss.
As soon as he extended his right hand, it turned into a giant black film long bow with flowing ink, with the skeleton as the bow body and the black pool as the bow string.
As soon as his left hand moved, it turned into a terrifying black-filmed giant claw. In the palm of the giant claw was a flowing black pool of silence, with countless shrunken human faces raising their heads and roaring silently at the sky.
Her feet turned into long black legs made up of many corpses.
Her figure also began to grow taller, reaching nine feet tall. She looked like an evil ghost in a nightmare that could not be imagined, overlooking the world.
And the power emanating from the whole body exceeds the Thirteen Realms known to mankind, and reaches an incredible level.
However, her face remained human-like, with long hair flying, and her deep eyes watched until the invisible boy left, then she leaned forward slightly.
"Goodbye, my teacher."
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Xia Ji and Xiao Su are going to Weizhou, the continent east of Yunzhou, to find Zhao Laosan, who saved Xiao Su in the Crocoshan Fishing Village, in order to find out the reason why Xiao Su was injured and lost his memory, and at the same time expand their understanding of the world today.
But now, except for some desperadoes, there is no communication between the mainland and the mainland at all.
Over the years, Xia Ji has discovered a large slave-trading force in the south of Yunzhou, called Potianmen.
The name is Baqi, but in fact it is just because the ocean between Yunzhou and Weizhou is called Tianmen Sea, so it is called Potianmen.
This broken sky gate has a secret route that can travel between the two continents relatively safely. Xiao Su also followed the slave trader's ship to Yunzhou.
At this time, he took Xiao Su and headed towards the Breaking Heaven Gate.
Maybe it was because he still had a cute aura about him, or maybe it was because Xia Ji's own good karma was too strong, but he still didn't encounter any interference from the robbery demon along the way.
After entering the south, the weather became worse and worse.
A few days later.
The heavy snow stopped for a rare moment and the sun shone brightly.
Xia Ji silently made a calculation and realized that he had arrived at the area where Po Tianmen was located. However, forces like Po Tianmen were extremely secretive. Of course, it was impossible to say that it was marked on the map. You could just go there.
The north and the south are separated, and the intelligence dealer who inquired about the information before only made it clear that it was in this area.
This is a cramped, greasy, and noisy human city.
City name: Nanlu City.
There are many pickpockets here, and the dark alleys are a lawless place where darkness breeds.
Correspondingly, such a chaotic place also has unimaginable luxury.
Xia Ji did not go to the slums or the most luxurious places. Instead, he took Xiao Su to find an inn in a relatively clean and quiet area.
When the boss asked if he wanted one or two rooms, Xia Ji asked for one.
The shopkeeper looked at Xiao Su's pretty, but dazed and boneless look, and smiled like a man, and then quietly asked Xia Ji in a professional and professional manner if he wanted to arrange some set meals to add to the fun. Three thousand taels of silver is enough.
Xia Ji replied directly.
The boss was stunned for a moment, because in this area, it doesn't matter what kind of knight or monk you are, as long as you are not careful, you may get caught, and then become a four-legged white sheep in someone else's quilt in a daze.
If you are a warrior, even if you cry bitterly afterwards, it will not help.
And if they are monks, these male and female monks usually have some means and backgrounds, but these monks don't know that the power and strength behind Nanlu City are the most powerful.
After a lot of trouble, the monks had no choice but to accept the reality.
Although the entertainment package is expensive, it is also genuine and includes "protection fees."
In other words, you can do whatever you want with the woman or man you bring, as long as you don't kill them, they will be protected after paying the protection fee.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the shopkeeper guessed that this might be a newcomer who had just arrived.
He shouted: "Young man, don't think these three thousand taels of silver are expensive, but it covers your food and drinks for thirty days, and your safety for thirty days, so it's not expensive at all."
Xia Ji turned sideways, released a little powerful aura, and suddenly asked: "Do you know where the Breaking Heaven Gate is?"
The shopkeeper said: "What is breaking the sky gate?"
Xia Ji didn't ask any more questions. His goal had been achieved and he took Xiao Su upstairs.
As soon as he went upstairs, the shopkeeper's expression turned cold. After thinking about it, he just felt that this young man was really extraordinary, and he should most likely be the best among the monks.
So when such a person asks about Po Tianmen, it is natural that those who come are not good and those who are good will not come, so he understands in his heart.
late at night.
He fed this information back through secret channels.
the next morning.
Xia Ji slightly pushed open the window of the wing room.
There were few pedestrians on the street, except for some drunken homeless people who were not awake or freezing to death. The only people washing away the blood on the ground were the sparse dust-like flying snow clinging to the sun.
Snow is flying all over the sky.
Xiao Su opened her eyes. Her long hair had become soft and yellowish, dry and split. Some of it was even tangled into knots and spread on the pillow and quilt.
She turned her head and caught the boy in front of the window.
She hesitated and asked: "You... could you sleep lying on the table last night?"
Xia Ji didn't answer. He sat beside the bed and looked at her weak face, with worry in his eyes.
It seemed that Xiao Su's injury could not be recovered over time, but actually worsened over time.
It stands to reason that the injury will be cured if she takes care of it, but why does it get worse if she takes care of it
He was fine before, but now he is extremely weak.
And her injuries are getting worse...
Xia Ji also checked and found that Xiao Su's body was normal and his recovery power was extremely strong without any hindrance.
What is the reason for this
Xiao Su saw the worried look on his face and suddenly said: "Do you like me?"
Xia Ji said: "Yes."
He hugged his sister warmly and gently stroked her long hair.
Xiao Su breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and let the boy in front of her hold her.
She was so tired that she felt like she was not far from death. The memory in her mind was like a world exploding, shattering into countless fragments. These fragments fell from the sky, as if they were soil, trying to bury her alive.
She felt like she couldn't breathe, but now she felt better, more at ease.
She also reached out and hugged the boy in front of her, like a drowning person grabbing a straw.
Seeing that she was about to fall asleep again, Xia Ji gently lifted her up from her waist with her left hand until her head was pillowed, then he carefully put her down as a priceless treasure.
Xiaosu's breathing gradually became even, and she fell asleep again.
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the wing.
"Sir, white... white porridge has been delivered."
Xia Ji smiled.
The person he was waiting for arrived.
So he opened the door.
Sure enough, there was a reserved waiter standing outside the door, as well as two people wearing black clothes with bloody edges and exuding a terrifying aura.
Xiao Er instinctively kept a distance from the two men, his legs shaking uncontrollably, like a herbivore following two terrifying wild beasts.
And in the empty inn corridor this morning, there was still a faint sound of drums in the dim light.
Listen carefully, but it comes from the bodies of those two people. It is the sound of blood slapping against the skin from the inside. It is a realm that mortals need to look up to.
When the two of them saw Xia Ji, one of them stared at him coldly, as if he were looking at a dead person.
The other person grinned, showing a ferocious and evil smile. While he was smiling, he also looked into the room, as if he wanted to see some "beautiful" scene that he could enjoy later. .
Xia Ji took the tray from his small hand, took the porridge, thanked him, and then waved to the two of them to come in together.
The two people had a cat-and-mouse look on their faces, but they were not in a hurry to take action, but wanted to see what the young man was going to do.
Although they may not be strong among monks, the forces behind them have given them great confidence, making them feel that it has become part of their strength.
Xia Ji put down the porridge, walked to the window, opened the window, and said calmly: "Come and see."
The two of them were aroused, so they laughed coldly, but still walked over.
Xia Ji pointed at the sky and asked, "What do you think?"
One person said: "It's just a snowy day, the snow is not heavy yet."
Another person smiled strangely and said, "What sect is this fellow Taoist from? Why are you here looking for Po Tianmen?"
Xia Ji asked: "Can the sky change?"
A person raised his hand casually, and suddenly, the flying snow in the sky that covered about a kilometer in this direction froze, as if it was blocked by the pressure of heaven and earth.
The man held on for a moment, then stopped his hand, took a deep breath, and said with satisfaction: "Of course it can change, fellow Taoist, please tell me honestly, what are you doing here?"
Xia Ji didn't answer.
He raised his hand and pointed to the sky and said calmly: "The snow is so heavy."
The man next to him couldn't help laughing when he saw that he didn't answer, but said something incomprehensible.
"Where is the snow? Fellow Taoist's eyes seem to be..."
But he wasn't done yet.
The sky has changed.
Suddenly, there was heavy wind and snow for dozens of miles, and the light snow suddenly turned into a blizzard. The strong wind rolled like a powerful tornado across the sky.
It drives the endless white color to turn into a vortex, spinning in the sky.
The two of them felt the terrifying power in the snow, and their minds went blank.
Xia Ji said: "There are people on the snow."
Saying four words in one breath, the world outside the window changed again.
On the sky that was as straight as a vast ocean of snow, raging waves rolled and dragons danced wildly, weaving into an extremely tall young man sitting on the clouds with a blurred face.
The entire Nanlu City has fallen into shock and fear.
this…
This is no longer the power of a monk.
But I don’t know what level it is.
The two people in the wing haven't regained consciousness yet, but their bodies are already trembling instinctively.
Although they were monks, they had broken through the realm of supernatural power, and perhaps reached the realm of karma, but when facing Xia Ji, they were awakened to the fear of "weak creatures facing creatures at the top of the food chain."
Xia Ji looked at the two of them, and hearing that their teeth were chattering, he said gently: "Don't be afraid."
As soon as the sound came out, the two of them felt the soft breeze on their faces, and their bodies suddenly felt warm.
However, at this moment, the unprecedentedly brilliant scene of doomsday outside the window,
The sound of wanton banging that could be heard,
That being who sits high in the clouds, like a god in the snow,
It was difficult for them to suppress their heart palpitations.
Just when my heart warmed up a little, I was immediately frightened as if it was being clenched tightly by big hands.
So much so that the heart's veins, arteries, vagus nerve and other organs were frozen.
The two of them were like animals, executing the instinct of "staying still in the face of great danger". They looked up at the window extremely stiffly, their faces distorted, and they no longer looked as proud, evil and ferocious as they were at first, but looked depressed and suffocated. pain of.
Xia Ji whispered: "The snow has stopped."
He spat out these three words.
Blow away the wind and snow for dozens of miles in one breath.
The gods of Yunshan also disappeared with this puff of smoke.
The sky was like child's play. One moment, there was heavy snow all over the sky, and the next moment, the snowflakes stopped. However, it was still gloomy.
Xia Ji said again: "The sun is coming out."
Five words broke through the iron-grey clouds.
Behind the clouds, the winter sun suddenly rises.
The blue clouds are dyed gold.
The sun shines on the earth.
Not to mention Nanlu City, everyone who saw this scene, whether mortals or monks, had already knelt down.
Kneeling in this warm light, I felt as if I was in a dream, unimaginable and unbelievable.
The two people in the wing naturally knelt down.
Their reason and will had long ago collapsed in front of this vast power, and they were crawling in the dust of the wing with their blood-lined black robes.
Xia Ji looked past them and landed on the white rice porridge on the small round table in the center.
It was cold in winter, and the heat of the porridge had dissipated. He hurriedly took the rice porridge and sat beside the bed.
Xiao Su woke up from the noise just now, opened her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xia Ji said: "The porridge is getting cold."
"oh."
Xia Ji helped her stand up, and then fed her in small mouthfuls.
Xiao Su ate and asked, "It seemed very noisy outside just now. What happened?"
Xia Jidao: "It's nothing, it's just that the weather is so unpredictable that it's surprising."
"oh."
Xiao Su's brain was like mushy, very confused. She finished the porridge obediently, then lay down on the bed, turned her side in, and fell asleep again.
Xia Ji looked at the two people.
The two people were already lying on the ground, not daring to move at all.
Xia Ji whispered: "I need a ship to cross the Tianmen Sea to Weizhou."
"It seems... it seems..."
"Ming... Ming Ming Ming Ming..."
The two men were too shocked to speak.
Xia Jidao: "How long does it take for your process to be reported? Is three days enough?"
"Dog... dog..."
"Not three days, two days, we will report immediately...immediately..."
Xia Ji said: "Let's go."
The two of them hurriedly climbed out as if they had received amnesty.
Halfway through the climb, Xia Ji suddenly asked: "Is there anyone above you who thinks I'm not strong enough, or thinks I've had some adventure, and wants to seize the opportunity?"
The two of them froze, they had no idea what the boss was thinking.
Xia Ji said: "Tell them that I don't want to take action."
"yes… "
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That night.
In the dark.
Break the Heavenly Gate.
"The strange scene in the world this morning was actually caused by a monk? Or was it just a matter of words? What kind of skill is this?"
"There is a gentleman in the north who preaches to the world. His technique is called "Tian Xian". This "Tian Xian" uses the power of supernatural powers to achieve the effect of speaking and following. The more powerful the user is, the more powerful this technique is. The more you can use.
Ghost Shadow, did he use any additional magic weapon when he created such a vision, or... guess how much force he used? "
"Report to the Sect Master...
I still saw clearly that he didn't use any magic weapon.
As for how much force he used, I just think that when he said those words, he just spit out those words casually like ordinary people chatting.
As a result, when he said the snow was so heavy, the snow became even heavier. When he said there were people on the snow, a person was frozen on the top of the snow. When he said it stopped snowing, the snow stopped...
Overall, I felt very relaxed. "
"Is this happening?"
A brooding man on the side pinched his beard gently, and suddenly laughed strangely and said: "Master, I think he can cause this scene, but if he didn't spend it, then he shouldn't have done it.
He must have heard about the reputation of my Breaking Heaven Clan and wanted to cross the sea, but he also knew that the power behind my Breaking Heaven Clan was powerful in the south, so he was showing off his power.
This is really a good calculation. Do you really think that everyone else is a fool? "
The door owner glanced at the man and said, "What do you want?"
The man snorted, raised his hands to the sky and said: "It's not me who has the final say, nor the master of the door, but I have to ask the adult above.
And such a person must have great opportunities and adventures. If we miss it, the master will definitely punish us severely.
What's more, that lord is an invincible person, how can he be afraid of such a person
In our south, even when the dragon comes, we have to hide, and when the tiger comes, we have to lie down. "
The messenger said Xia Ji's last words again.
The sect leader was cautious, but the other person laughed and said: "Don't want to take action? Don't want to take action? Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is not his final decision."