"Listen to me reciting a sutra."
"That's okay..."
"Let go of your guard."
"What, you still have to let your guard down?"
"Yes, let go of your guard and listen to me recite a sutra."
"If you are willing to wear the hell mask I gave you, I will also be willing to relax and listen to you chanting sutras."
"Really?"
"Forget it..." Gu Chen looked at the mysterious seventh brother's eagerness to give it a try and immediately gave up the idea.
Xia Ji said: "This won't work, that won't work either, what do you think we should do?"
Gu Chen was silent for a moment and said: "I understand what you are thinking. Trust is difficult to establish, but in addition to the common enemy between us, we also have the bond of the Ninth Emperor Daughter."
"Oh? Will you trust my sister?"
"I have never seen anyone watching a refugee cry. She was not making a show, but when she was walking alone by Huaqing Lake, there were some crying sounds in the distance, and she started crying too. Very sad.
When she was a child, she would bandage injured animals, and would deliberately scatter some rice grains in the grass for sparrows to eat. Even though she was scared, she actually stopped the emperor from shooting a doe on the hunting field, just because the doe was pregnant. Fawn…
In the past, I looked down on this kind of practice. I felt that all killings in the world were for gain and gain.
There are many people who pretend to cry while wearing masks, but there are very few people who can express their true feelings when they cry like her.
After crying, there are more people who look like pedantic scholars and benevolent women, but there are even fewer people like her who can become stronger after wiping away their tears.
Xia Xiaosu is more qualified than anyone else to sit in that position.
Trust takes time. I will stop in the imperial city, but not the palace. During this period, I will build the underworld. Wait until March... I will also go south, and then kill the emperor before you do. "
"random."
…
"Master, you actually brought the Black Fox King with you. Would you like us sisters to play the flute for you to entertain you?" Hu Xian'er rubbed her calf and ran from a distance.
Xia Ji gave her a flute, pointed to a big rock, and said, "Blow it all night."
Hu Xianer: "Master, I was just joking."
"Blow it all night."
"oh… "
Xia Ji would never hold back on this vixen who was good at speaking pornographically. Amidst the melodious sound of the flute, he poured a pot of fine wine and sat under the sea of winter stars, replaying the actions of the past half month in his heart.
First, reading the scriptures of Leiyin Temple has improved his hidden strength as a whole, enriched his arsenal of cards, and left behind several powers that have not yet been shown to the world.
Secondly, before the war, I went to find out the demon clan in the North, and completely controlled the fox clan, showed favor to the tiger clan, and controlled the eagle clan.
Although it is said that there are eighty-one monsters, such control is already in place, and it can be considered that the danger of this alien ally has been reduced. Otherwise, while I am fighting on the front line, I will hear from behind that the monsters have taken control of the imperial capital. Even controlling the imperial sister, what does that count
Now, March is less than two months away...
Although the demon clan is flat.
But there are still many hidden dangers within the imperial city.
The rear is unstable...
Xia Ji tapped his fingers on the table, thinking about a solution.
Snapped…
His fingers suddenly stopped and he said: "Send a message to let all the warriors in the capital know. Prince Shenwu will give a sermon at the Star Observation Deck in three days. All warriors who have cultivated the innate true energy can come and listen."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black smoke flashed in the darkness, and the beautiful female maid Shasheng appeared, twisted her waist and walked slowly behind him, and said softly, "Yes, Your Highness."
Then, the Black Fox King grabbed the prince's shoulders with a soft pair of hands, and squeezed him gently with those hands that had killed countless people.
Xia Ji let her hold him, it was time to report on the killing.
The Black Fox King glanced at Hu Xian'er who was standing on the big rock playing the flute, raised his eyebrows, winked, smiled, and then said slowly:
"The interrogators the little princess found were really good, and they had a good grasp of people's hearts and the use of torture, but none of the captured Guangming monks were willing to say anything.
Those warriors have handed over many secrets, and these secrets are being compiled into a book. When the number of three hundred is collected, they will be sent to His Highness for review.
Secondly, the "March River" treaty sent by His Highness a month ago was responded to. Now the emperor in the Southern Dynasty replied "I'm waiting for you", which is regarded as accepting the invitation. "
Xia Ji asked: "You demon clan have lived in the North for so long, have you ever known what power and strength the royal family has?"
Shaisheng came close to him, almost pressing his body against his back, and wanted to talk into his ear with a soft breath. That's what a vixen is like, he started to get horny after saying a few words.
Xia Ji pointed to a big rock in the distance: "Go up and talk."
Killing:…
After a while.
Hu Xian'er played the flute and looked at the Black Fox King beside him who was also forced to stand. His eyes turned into crescent moons, he raised his eyebrows, smiled, and continued to play the flute.
Shasheng Rouju said: "Your Highness, I still want to follow you... I'll report it properly."
Xia Ji rubbed his eyebrows. He was wrong. It wasn't Hu Xian'er who liked pornographic accents, but all the vixens liked it. No wonder he was respectfully called teacher by the fairies. Fortunately, Hui Xin was not the same. The fox king really wanted to seek enlightenment. He couldn't be wrong.
Xia Ji said: "The message also said the same."
I have no choice but to talk about it.
"The imperial capital originally had eight departments.
The first part, the cabinet, assists in handling the world's government affairs;
The second part, the Ministry of War, is where the leading generals are located;
The third part, the Ministry of Heavenly Engineering, develops puppet weapons and warships;
The fourth part, Zhengqi Mansion, openly monitors all officials;
The fifth part, Impermanence Mansion, secretly monitors hundreds of officials;
The sixth department, the Sky Survey Department, monitors the world;
The seventh part, Black Water Tower, deals with major cases;
The eighth part, Supervising Tiansi, looking at the gas and stars;
The rest are local governments. "
As she said this, she was speechless for a moment.
Because she felt that what she said was equivalent to not saying anything. She was just a vixen. Why should she care about political affairs when she had nothing to do
What's more, there are many hidden countries in this world, countries within countries. These superficial powers are simply like a tree growing in the abyss. The most important thing is where the roots of this tree lead to and how deep they are.
Xia Ji also understood, so he stopped asking. He leaned back and took a sip of wine. He turned his head again and saw that the light in the imperial study was still on.
The lake breeze blew over his temples and passed through the thousands of holes in the rockery and rocks, bringing out a sound like sobbing in the depths of winter, and was swept into the study courtyard.
He saw the candles behind the oil paper window jump a little, and saw the girl sitting on the emperor's chair stretching. That position was too heavy for her.
Xia Ji took out a book, looked at the two vixens standing on the rocks, and began to read softly. Studying and replenishing skill beads every day is a must.
…
Three days later.
Star Observation Deck.
There were not many people coming to the dojo, only about a thousand people, which was understandable. After all, they were afraid.
Xia Ji disagreed, and started to preach while sitting on the stage. He used the sympathy of Tathagata Zen throughout the process, and attached his own spiritual imprint to his words. Anyone who can accept it will inherit his spiritual imprint, and he also You can also feel the presence of this person.
His purpose is simple, to sow seeds.
The most terrifying thing about the spiritual mark is the subtle "sense of identity and belonging". Once you accept his way, you will be biased towards him. No matter what the situation is in the future, these warriors will think that what he does is reasonable and become his enemy. It will give rise to a "sense of guilt". This "sense of guilt" is at best guilt for ordinary people, but for warriors it is a mental obstacle.
After the lecture, the warriors in the audience had endless aftertaste, but Xia Ji had already left gracefully.
After that, he came to the observatory to preach every seven days.
More and more people were listening. At first, they didn't come because they were worried that Prince Shenwu had other agendas in the name of preaching.
But after going through it twice, everyone understood that the prince was preaching "sincerely", and it was common sense not to teach the truth lightly, but the prince was actually able to share his experience with everyone, and even some warriors had the courage to ask questions, and this The prince did not take it lightly and answered the questions in public. Some warriors wanted to ask questions in private, and the prince also agreed with them one by one. This is really commendable.
Gradually, for some unknown reason, many warriors developed respect for the Shenwu Prince. Even when they heard others saying bad things about the Shenwu Prince, they would go up and complain.
These people were all Xia Ji's hidden disciples. He made a simple list and gave it to Hu Xian'er. When necessary, this vixen would even go out in person to help these hidden disciples gain greater power in their respective forces.
Just like this, more than a month passed.
Xia Ji's daily life is very monotonous, making magic weapons, reading books to extract skill beads, trying to find out as much news as possible from the south, preaching every week, and having meals with Xia Xiaosu.
And in this month, many warriors have secretly surrendered. They are among various forces, and those who have reached the eighth level or above of the ancient realm division have been silently selected to compete with them. Shasheng met and began to call Shasheng Black Fox Taoist Brother.
This is the first batch of seeds that have sprouted, and it’s just getting started.
If it blossoms and bears fruit, then it will be the master of the imperial capital's warriors.
Seeing that everything was on track, Xia Ji silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Allies are stable.
The imperial city is stable.
Only in this way can he go south.
"Yeah, it's almost going south."
To one side, there is the setting sun at the end of the road, like a furnace that burns everything.
…
at this time…
in the West.
The setting sun is like blood.
The ghost army has withdrawn from Fenglang Pass one after another.
Tu Luo and the Frost Giants also came to the vicinity of Seal Wolf Pass.
They need to evacuate Dashang before spring arrives.
However, at this time, a handsome monk slowly walked out from the south of Fenglang Pass.
Behind the monk is an army of tens of thousands of cavalry.
The leading general was holding a long knife and wearing a black gauze hat. His face was covered and he couldn't see clearly.