Many skill beads are driven by the huge spiritual power, merging and rolling, just like the collision between particles at the beginning of creation.
After half a day, the lavender [Hundred Shiki] merged with many skills to form the purple [Thousand Shiki].
But it doesn’t stop yet…
"The formula is just a quantitative change, a kind of strain. But the real source of power is not quantitative change, but qualitative change, so... "
Xia Ji clenched the five fingers of his right hand tightly.
The purple skill bead was oppressed by the spiritual river and began to collapse and change.
Just like a star being compressed.
Pressed for a long time.
A full day and night.
The skill bead showed a dark purple with light gold color, but it was not stable.
This is not a mysterious skill, but it is a move that best matches one's own. It is transformed into other people's ideas, and then created according to one's own thoughts. Once created, the power that can be exerted far exceeds moves of the same level.
But even so, it is still difficult to take shape, and there is still something missing.
what is it then
Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the cold hall.
"A trace of opportunity that comes from my heart."
He got it.
Mysterious styles are natural, but if you want to create your own mysterious style that best suits you, in addition to accumulation and spiritual strength, you also need a power from the bottom of your heart.
Jin is the blood and qi of the muscles, bones, skin and membranes, and is the essence.
Qi is the Eight Meridians Dantian, which is Qi.
Spirit, for God.
But other people’s gods belong to others after all. Even if they are completely digested and transformed into one’s own, the original intention is still someone else’s. After all, there is a trace of incompatibility, which is called an external god.
Therefore, even if the three blood Buddhas stand around him, they are still as if they are separated by mountains and seas.
And if you want to reach the pinnacle of creation, you need the true God.
This requires an opportunity.
After adjusting my breath for a while, I walked out of the main hall. The sun was shining brightly outside the hall. Winter was about to pass and spring had not yet arrived.
…
Late February.
Under the city.
Xia Ji stretched his waist.
There were eight hundred dead soldiers accompanying him south. These dead soldiers were not robots. They naturally accepted Xia Ji's spiritual mark early, and their strength was greatly improved under the guidance of this legendary warrior. At this time, they were serving as scouts. open circuit.
Although some dead soldiers were defeated in the previous battles, as long as the spiritual power is strong enough, people who are willing to become dead soldiers can be "absorbed" into this token. Anyway, the total number is no more than 800.
Among the newly added dead soldiers, thirty of them are strong men in the imperial capital and even the underground world. Their strength can reach the fourth innate level of the ancient realm, that is, the eighth realm. This group of people pursues martial arts, but they suffer from... Wu Lu, after receiving Xia Ji's spiritual imprint, followed him.
Except for an old man who drove the car, the dead soldiers had already spread out. They needed to inquire about information, be aware of the surrounding situation, and then return quickly to inform the master.
Xia Xiaosu stood at the bridge to say goodbye to Xia Ji.
The wind is already spring breeze.
The princess straightened her brother's collar, and then put a painting in his arms. The brother said that he wanted his mother to see in person that the great revenge was avenged.
After doing all this, the two distanced themselves, and Xia Xiaosu said, "I'll wait for you to come back."
Xia Jidao: "If you have never seen my body, no matter how it is spread, don't believe that I am dead."
"knew… "
"This time when I went south, I just measured how high and thick the sky was. I was confined to the area around the imperial capital and never went out for a walk. This trip may take a long time."
"I know… "
"This time when I go south, I will figure out everything. It doesn't matter if my destiny is different or my destiny is different. It doesn't matter if my martial arts is extremely poor. There is also my mother's death. If I can't fulfill my filial piety, I can always take revenge."
Mentioning that woman, scenes of warm scenes flashed through Xia Xiaosu's mind. The scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter were woven into a picture, intertwined together, and now turned into heavy drumsticks beating the drum head of memories, It's mind-blowing.
She hugged her brother and wanted to say something else, but when her words came to her lips, she turned into: "The emperor, Concubine Wan, Concubine Zhen, the empress, the second prince, the third prince, the fifth prince, the eighth prince, the luck of these people They are all very good, they are simply too powerful, brother, please be careful."
Xia Ji was stunned for a moment, then got into the carriage.
Xia Xiaosu climbed up the tower and sent his brother off.
She always felt that her brother was acting weird today, but maybe it was because he had been living in seclusion during this period, and there were too many things to say when he said goodbye, so that was why he was like this, right
"My brother is destined to walk this road alone. Since my brother always says that I am a poisonous child, there is only so much that my sister can help you with today..."
Xia Xiaosu sent the car shadow away. Only when it disappeared at the end of the road did she wave her hand and say: "Go back to the palace!"
An elder brother has his own way.
She also already has her way.
In this life, if you don't become a king, you will become a withered bone in the grave.
A group of waitresses transformed into demon foxes followed her.
In a few days, more monsters will come.
And she still needs to meet many aristocratic families in the imperial capital, and even aristocratic families outside the imperial capital. Some aristocratic families have faintly revealed that there may be some powerful people who are testing marriage.
This marriage was not with Xia Xiaosu, but with her brother.
In this case, she had to take a closer look at how big these powerful forces were, and also see if those marriage partners were qualified to become her brother's concubines.
But Hu Xianer also told her that these powerful forces are really powerful...
Xia Xiaosu suppressed the fear in her heart.
This road is full of fear, like walking on thin ice, as if facing an abyss.
…
Xia Ji put down the curtain. It was a very long journey of eight thousand miles.
The wheel hub drove off the road of the imperial capital. The driver was an old man, and he pretended to be a young man.
As soon as he left the city, many spies fed the information to all parties. Seven days later, the carriage stopped in three cities, but there were already an unknown number of spies secretly chasing him.
In the third city, after Xia Ji drank in the inn, he opened the door of the wing. As soon as he entered the door, he exploded into a ball of black smoke.
The smoke dissipated, revealing a murderous appearance. The black fox spirit rubbed his head in distress, "It's really useless to dress up like him every day... It's been so long, and the sight that should be disturbed has been disturbed. You can go back. If I go any further, I’m afraid I’ll attract some kind of opponent.”
She is just a vixen. Although she has some skills, she usually acts in the dark. Now she is openly pretending to be the Shenwu Prince and heading south. She is really on pins and needles.
Fortunately, His Highness allowed her to act for seven days. After seven days, she could return to the imperial capital. Otherwise, she really didn't know what to do.
However, at this moment, a thunderous voice came from the street: "Da Guangming Temple, please see Prince Shenwu."
Killing:…
Then, she felt a terrifying aura envelope the entire inn.
Obviously the person coming here is very powerful, and the magic of Daguangming Temple has defeated the demon clan. Even if she mastered the Tianhu Transformation and almost showed the magic form, she would not dare to fight. Besides, she is a demon. If she plays the role of Prince Shenwu and is attacked by someone, Once discovered, what awaits is endless verbal and written criticism. If she hadn't been extremely good at controlling demonic energy, she might have been discovered just here.
The Black Fox King looked at the bronze mirror and silently cheered: "Killing, you can do it."
So, she imitated Xia Ji's tone and said coldly: "I'm tired, I won't see you today."
The monks on the street didn't take it seriously, "Kujian will wait here for His Highness."
Having said that, he sat cross-legged on the busy street, with no distractions, as if he had merged with the light falling from the horizon. The relics of Guangming Temple could not be lost, so he came to take them back.
It's getting late.
…
So where is the real Xia Ji
He was standing in a Buddhist palace at this time.
Standing quietly in front of the bookshelf, reading scriptures.
It was already late at night, and there were no monks in the Scripture Pavilion at all.
The moonlight fell, illuminating the plaque hanging in front of the Buddhist palace with the words "Da Guangming Temple" written on it.
He spent a lot of energy just to be able to come here.
First, he went to ask the old tree demon on the seventh peak of Mount Xumi. The tree demon said, "Because His Highness is an anomaly, he cannot see His Highness's anger. However, because of His Highness' murderous intention, there will be people looking for Qi wherever he passes." "There is a black energy left in his eyes." After several experiments, he finally used his powerful spiritual power to restrain this "murderous intention", and then let the Black Fox King transform into himself and sit in the deep palace as early as a month ago. , and he left the imperial capital and embarked on the road to find the Daguangming Temple.
As he expected, Daguangming Temple sent another monk after their defeat in the battlefield of the Beidi Demon Tribe to inquire about the whereabouts of the previous monk. He followed him secretly for a few days, and then deliberately said, "Ku Wen is dead, the relics are here." The son fell into the hands of Prince Shenwu".
Then, as expected, a monk from Guangming Monk returned to report.
He quietly followed the monk back.
Then I saw this ancient temple hidden in the mist in the deep mountains of the sea of clouds and mist.
On days of observation, with his ability, as long as he is not exposed, he can hide his aura and quietly observe in the dark.
Daguangming Temple is divided into the Great Sun Palace and the Hall of All Living Beings.
The Great Sun Palace is on the top of the mountain deeper, and this is the Hall of All Living Beings.
However, the ancient scriptures are different from Xuan Gong, so they are stored in the Hall of All Living Beings for the monks to read. In addition, no one can find them in Daguangming Temple. Although there are inspections after nightfall, Xia Ji cannot be found in the darkness.
He has been reading these scriptures for seven days and seven nights, and the skill beads are produced one by one...
The inheritance of Daguangming Temple is not as comprehensive as that of dilapidated Leiyin Temple, and every time he chooses to read the ancient scriptures, he gains a lot.
In the darkness where no one knows, he has absorbed many inheritances from Daguangming Temple.
Obtained two golden skill beads [Treasure Sun Emperor Body].
Obtained one golden skill bead [Nine Yang Heart Sutra].
There are also many other purples and blues.
in this way…
His energy, energy and spirit have reached the extreme.
There is only one opportunity left for him to create a style of his own, and he can truly ascend to the sky that has never been reached.
Considering that the time to go south was coming soon, he decided to pack up and take away what he didn't see.