Xia Ji put the "Fire Lotus" from Daguangming Temple and the "Dragon Mandrill" from Dahan Temple into the dark gold python robe. Although it could not be warmed, it could still be used at critical moments. One more magic weapon, one more possibility.
Looking at the big dark halberd again, I saw that this fierce soldier had already swallowed a lot of blood against Guifang and Nangonghe before, and even more in this battle.
At this time, as he looked, there was a fetal movement that was the same as his own heartbeat, which was being born in the fierce soldier, as if the fierce soldier regarded him as the "mother" who gave birth to it, and was playfully imitating his heartbeat.
But it's not enough.
It’s not time to “give birth” yet.
He put away the magic halberd, but the unknown beast-faced head-swallowing armor was obviously inferior to this fierce weapon. Xia Ji found it quietly stored in the space of the dark gold python robe.
After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the soreness from the fierce battle finally returned to his body.
When he saw the stream, he lay down by the stream, picked up a handful of cold spring water with both hands, poured it on his face, and then pushed it back to his black hair. When he wiped it with his hands, he saw that his fingers were covered with blood. It turned out that he was really He was covered in blood, but it was other people's blood.
Xia Ji walked some distance downstream and found a secluded place, where he took off his armor and clothes, turned the dark gold python robe into a turban, and washed it in the water for a while.
During this battle, he had a lot of insights in his heart that he needed to digest.
In a duel with the emperor, he realized his own unique mysterious style "God-Slaying Flying Sword". Although it was not perfect yet, it had already taken shape.
And his energy and spirit have been perfected,
The only thing missing is a trace of opportunity that stems from the original intention.
This opportunity is fleeting. If you seize it, you will seize it. If you cannot seize it, then you will wait.
Gods are divided into true gods and external gods.
Your own spirit is the true God.
The Buddha’s are external gods.
He soaked in the clear spring comfortably, watching the blood being washed away, looking up at the sky, reaching up and grabbing...
"Heaven, how high is it?"
he asked nonchalantly.
"How thick is the ground?"
"How vast is time and space, how vast is it?"
He fell silent.
Neither body nor body is one with heaven and earth.
If you obey, you will die.
If you go against it, you will be born.
Life requires the immediate comfort, eating, drinking, and defecation. Although there will be many people "surrounding and suppressing" him, and there is no telling when the storm will come, Xia Ji still changed his appearance a little, and the dark gold python robe turned into a dark gold. Ordinary clothes.
He ate bowls of scallion noodles topped with all the toppings at the next village, then hired an ox cart.
Ox carts carry golden haystacks,
The coachman is going north,
He doesn't like to talk to anyone, especially strangers.
But Xia Ji threw a silver ingot to the coachman.
The coachman immediately regarded him as an uncle.
Looking at the material of this young man's clothes, I suddenly understood.
Maybe this is a frustrated noble son,
As for why I was disappointed,
Either money or women,
Or I can’t think about it,
He took it.
So, the coachman rubbed his hands, smiled apologetically, and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"
"Go north, take a ride, look at the scenery, and come down when you get to where you want to come down."
"Okay." The coachman was stunned and suddenly became happy. He secretly thought about how he had encountered such a good thing. He must burn a stick of incense and recite Amitabha twice. Sincerity leads to wisdom, I am really lucky today.
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Ning Xiaoyu divided the gold.
Her adoptive mother and the villagers who had taken care of her for many years had received a lot. Giving only the gold to the adoptive mother would bring disaster, but sharing all the gold would be a blessing.
She told the villagers that she was leaving again.
The villagers patted their chests and said they would take good care of her adoptive mother.
Then, Ning Xiaoyu took a bath and changed clothes, and left a strange letter to her mother, saying that if anyone came to find her afterward, she would give the letter to him, and then she came to the village early to wait.
It was almost noon when she heard the sound of wheels.
The sound traveled from north to south, breaking the silence of heaven and earth.
She looked south, and in the spring light, an ox cart carrying hay came from the end of the road.
The driver was an old man, and there was a burly young man in the car, wearing a dark gold jacket, holding a piece of withered grass in his mouth, lying on the haystack with his legs crossed, looking up at the sky, as if in a daze.
The bullock cart had no intention of stopping, but passed along the path beside the village.
However, the young man felt something in his heart and glanced sideways at the girl sitting in a daze at the end of the village. The girl also happened to look at him.
The young man looked at that face with a look of astonishment, then sighed softly, turned over, and turned his back to the girl, not looking at her.
Ning Xiaoyu shouted: "Hey."
The boy pretended not to hear.
Ning Xiaoyu became interested and shouted in a waxy voice full of country flavor: "Brother!"
The young man waved his hand and the bullock cart stopped. He turned over and sat up and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ning Xiaoyu said: "Brother, please give me a ride."
"where to?"
"My family lives in the north, in the direction of the imperial capital, but there is a war and chaos, so I can't go there for fear of encountering bandits.
Brother, do you want to go in that direction? If so, give me a lift. It doesn’t matter how far it is. Thank you. "
After saying that, Ning Xiaoyu looked at the boy eagerly.
The young man smiled and said, "Are you waiting for me here?"
Ning Xiaoyu's face was not red, her heart was not beating: "I can give you more money, will you go?"
"I go."
"Brother, are you going or not?"
"go."
"Wait for me then. I'll take the baggage."
With that said, Ning Xiaoyu ran back to the village to get her luggage. This couldn't be too fake, why should she wait here with her luggage
Watching her retreating back, the old man driving the car leaned over and whispered: "Sir, this girl is not bad. She has long legs and a good-looking face, but her butt and balls are a bit small, so it is not easy for her to have children."
When Xia Ji heard this, he guessed that the old man was in a lot of trouble, and he was speechless.
Seeing that he was silent, the old man added: "Young Master is a great nobleman. Old man, I am here. Women, that's all. When you can't get them, they are like fairies. When you get them, they are like grains of rice on your lips and mosquitoes on the wall." Blood, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why should I love a flower unrequitedly?"
The old man thought of his past and began to show off...
Xia Ji probably understood what the coachman was thinking, and he had no intention of explaining. Instead, he listened, and the fatigue from the previous fierce battle was also recovering in this daily routine.
That glimmer of opportunity that comes from myself seems to be close.
The old man kept talking.
He looked up at the sky.
Sky blue.
The clouds are white.
Under the clouds, the long country road is filled with red flowers and green grass.
His mind became calm, and he was extremely peaceful even without using Zen techniques.
Not long after, the girl came back. She climbed onto the haystack of the oxcart with a bundle in her arms, then looked at the young man familiarly and said, "My name is Ning Xiaoyu, what's my brother's name?"
The young man smiled and said, "Xia Ji."
Ning Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect this person to be so upright.
I didn’t use a pseudonym because no one knew my real name, but you just announced your name directly. Do you have any experience in the world? You are the Shenwu Prince, but the number one in the world cannot wait for you. A great demon who is unjust and unfilial