Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 278 277. More than a hundred years, four bad omens (first more)

Time goes by, time goes by.

Xia Ji never thought that sitting on an island could sit for a hundred years.

Hundreds of years are slow, but fast.

When I woke up and found that the events of a hundred years ago were still vivid, I suddenly realized that my original concept of time was really wrong.

In a hundred years, I have only read 1 million books, and married Miao Miao, but they still can’t reconcile their different life levels. However, the young disciples Pang Yi and Chu Shiyun gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix babies. With the help of high-quality Tinder and a few powerful people, he was promoted to the pinnacle of the Eleventh Realm more than a decade ago.

After being promoted, Xia Ji asked Xu Lingling to take the two "children" to the forbidden area.

Today, the forbidden land has become a world of eternal night, illuminated by lights, and the temperature is supported by magma.

Creak.

Holding the wooden window pole with one hand, he propped up the oil-paper window.

The shower just stopped outside the window, the sea breeze came from far away, and the air was extremely fresh.

Miaomiao held her cheeks, looking at the big rain cloud over the sea in the distance, for a moment a little lost.

She sniffed her nose, she felt a bit of extreme cold all over her body, and her eyelids were as heavy as steel, and she wanted to droop down, but she still stubbornly looked at the sky outside.

Suddenly, she twisted her body and was hugged horizontally.

Feeling the familiar warmth, Miaomiao closed her eyes comfortably, arched into her arms, and muttered, "Did you finish reading so early today?"

"finish watching."

Xia Ji lowered her head slightly, leaned to her forehead, and posted a sticker, only to feel a little hot, obviously Miaomiao had a fever.

He couldn't understand Miaomiao's body very much. For more than a hundred years, not only did Miaomiao's realm be unable to progress, but now he has regressed to the point that he has no real energy.

But she was still alive, as before, almost no different from when she met her more than a hundred years ago.

He tried every means to regulate the body for Miao Miao, but it was of no use at all.

In addition to keeping youth forever, Miao Miao will not die of old age, just like a mortal, who will get sick and catch a cold, and his body is very fragile.

Sometimes Xia Ji was afraid that if she was not careful, she would wipe out Miao Miao's ashes.

At this moment, Miao Miao was like a cat with no strength, and her power to move was slowly lost.

"Xia Ji, I'm so sleepy."

"Go to sleep, no one will bother you."

"Well, am I a burden to you?"

"You have been with me for more than a hundred years. What do you still say about this?"

"But I can't leave you an heir."

"That's my problem."

Xia Ji gently stroked Miaomiao's hair. He became stronger, Miaomiao became weaker and weaker, but strangely, he only felt that the connection between himself and Miaomiao was drawn closer. They fit together completely.

In her arms, the woman's body slowly softened, and the little hand holding his clothes slowly loosened.

Xia Ji put her on the bed, carefully covered her with a blanket, flicked her finger, and the flames of the fireplace rose again as the flames flowed, lighting up everything in the house.

Warm cuts off the severe cold.

Xia Ji stepped out and was already outside.

The weather at sea is changeable, it is obviously deep winter, but there are still showers.

At this moment, the rain clouds in the distance came, and it was raining here again.

Xia Ji walked casually on the island.

The sky above lost the blue again and turned into iron gray.

A few drops of rain pattered, followed by a violent storm.

Xia Ji sat on a rock and knocked it.

The squally wind stopped, and the heavy rain solidified.

The entire island center became a world covered by rain film.

The rainstorm lasted for a while, and the rain clouds drifted away again.

Xia Ji looked up and looked up, his right hand slightly lifted, and all the rainwater that covered dozens of miles of the cage with a stick of incense began to gather towards the center.

In his hands it turned into a dense knife, a flying knife.

The water is solid.

The super high pressure makes water seem to be another substance.

Xia Ji stared at it for a while, and then came to life with his heart. It was plated on the flying knife, forming a dusty luster, so there was no phase.

He threw the flying knife casually, and the flying knife appeared hundreds of miles away.

Xia Ji didn't even look at it, and raised his hand with another finger.

The flying knife that was supposed to have exploded like a mushroom cloud slowly and gently spread out, turning into thick rain water and falling on the sea, causing an uproar.

He raised his hand, and the roaring waves calmed down.

"Zhan Shen flying knife was created by me for more than a hundred years, and now I have already surpassed its original meaning. Based on the law of a million, this method has reached the level of supernatural power. The word "Zhan Shen" is too flashy. It's called a flying knife."

Xia Ji muttered to himself.

"It turns out that you need to walk your own way. The predecessors lead the way, but only lead to the ten realms. All records are recorded until the Dharma phase, the imagery is extremely poor, and there is no more Dharma phase.

This is actually very easy to understand. The formation of Dharmakaya means that a person has a new level of life, and each Dharmakaya is different in its own way, three or sixty-nine classes, and countless Dharmakaya belongings, which are like the exhaustion of all existence in this vast universe.

Xuan Gong teaches people, but cannot teach Dharmakaya, so the inheritance ends here.

After that, you need to walk on your own, otherwise it's just a primitive use of power.

The realm is reached, but the power of the realm will not be used to the maximum. "

The reason is simple.

If the Dharmakaya is compared to an ant.

After the Dharmakaya, he became a human being.

Human power is naturally much greater than that of ants. Raising one's hand can kill an ant, while raising one's foot can trample over an ant's nest.

This power is nothing less than that of ants.

And using the power of the realm can be compared to bringing out the human potential.

As a result, man made a thermal weapon.

So even if the physique is the same, the combat power of a person with a hot weapon and a person with bare hands is not at the same level.

Perhaps, thermal weapons are not enough.

Man-made Gundams, anti-matter annihilation cannons, and man-made worlds were created.

So, the same people, the people with these equipment and the people with bare hands, are they still a level?

As for the Dharma phase, it can be compared to a stone.

The power of ants throwing stones is different from that of people throwing stones, but this is not an improvement of stone, but still the most crude and primitive use of power.

In this world, you can improve your realm, but even if you reach the pinnacle of your realm, there is no manual for teaching how to use realm power.

Even many people will not even realize this.

The same as the peak of the eleven realms, the natural strength will also differ greatly, because to some extent, the peak has just started.

Xia Ji strolled on the beach.

He walked to the surface of the sea, and stepped on the wind to the sky.

He stopped when he reached a place where the tsunami was raging.

One point on the left hand and one point on the right, like two poles, one hundred and sixty thousand dharma phases rushed out wildly, and the condensed one hundred and thirty-six elephants became mysterious and strange at his fingertips, flowing with each other, and the turnover was endless.

Xia Ji landed on the surface, watching the tsunami in the distance, and faintly uttered two words: "Yin and Yang."

A black-and-white grinding disc suddenly formed between heaven and earth.

The tsunami plunged into the millstone, turned into an extremely calm current, and returned to the sea.

Xia Ji flicked it casually, and the black and white grinding disc was even wide. Although it was a lot thinner, it was completely enough to eliminate the tsunami.

Before long, the tsunami disappeared.

As soon as Xia Ji took it away, the black and white grinding disc disappeared.

"Yin and Yang are my methods for blending the same phenomena with all kinds of laws. At first it was very rough, but I use it all the time, and now it has been used for 140 years, it has actually become this power that grows with me.

The left hand is yin and the right hand is yang. "

Xia Ji shook his head casually, without the slightest satisfaction.

Although many of the powers in the past were powerful and could be described as incomparable at the level of Dharma form, they are now commonplace in his eyes.

He could not know the strength of the ancestors, but in the past century, the ancestors have obviously "disappeared".

The existence of the "Black Emperor" is an important thing for the ancestors.

But the ancestors may have ten thousand important things to deal with, so naturally they would not just stare at him.

Besides, those characters may all have pride in their hearts.

If you can grow, will I not improve?

You have great chances and great fortune, you have something you got against the sky, but I don’t know that I have it too, and maybe more than you, you have a hole card, but I don’t know that I hide dozens of king bombs in my sleeve that can be replaced at any time. .

If you have a special adventure, you thought it was earth-shattering, but you didn't know that I also had such adventures, just like a child who found gold in the sand and used it to show off to the rich who traveled the world.

You feel that the world is unfair, but you don't know that I also came out of this distance. You feel that the hard work has not been rewarded, but you don't know that I have survived and worked hard for thousands of years.

When you sighed, you were already defeated, the loser eats dust and loses everything.

Everyone who thinks that people who have lived for ten thousand years will only have dementia is dreaming.

Xia Ji had been to the human world several times. Apart from being able to contact Su Tian, ​​it was impossible to get the slightest information about the ancestors, and even the entrance of the family family was changed.

The family seems to have evaporated from the world.

But in fact it is more deeply dormant in the shadows and undercurrents of history.

The fire disaster spreads every year.

Now the entire north of the big river is already a fire disaster.

Fire monsters flying all over the sky, fire beasts crawling all over the sky, strange shapes.

The country of ice and snow Rakshasa is completely divided from Middle-earth.

If you want to go to the country of ice and snow, you have to cross the depths of the fire and robbery.

This time the catastrophe, the bad omens that should be given out almost all have been given out.

There are four in total.

The black emperor who is fascinating.

The mirage of the illusory flame.

Leading countless fire monsters, the commander-Fire King.

Pretending to be an adult, often appearing as a demon, and then completely transforming the land into a robbery, a frightening pretender-Madame Gou Yi.

This is the catastrophe of the four bad omens.

The dynasty's restrictions on the spread of the world and the change of time have completely shifted everyone's attention to fighting the fire robbery.

Among them, there have been many sorrows and joys, and there are so many stories.

The deep winter has passed and the climate has become warmer.

Xia Ji passed through the Jifu transfer station, went to the world to buy some supplies, and then stored them in the storage space and then brought them back, along with some special products that Miaomiao liked to eat.

The spring breeze blows south of the Yangtze River, green willows are like smoke, and there are couples walking on the streets, but it is more of an atmosphere of tension and solemnity.

He boarded a ferry and gave three taels of silver.

But the boss was a bit speechless, saying that the price had risen to four or two.

Xia Jidao: "It was still three or two last time."

The ferry boss said: "The last time the guest officer's was five years ago, right?"

Xia Ji smiled and threw another or two.

The ferry crosses the river.

The cabin was not crowded. The closest thing to the bow was a couple looking at the scenery, and the middle few were warriors with young faces, and these warriors were talking without anyone else.

Xia Ji sat in the stern, silently feeling the world at this time.

"Let me tell you, my uncle broke through the eleventh realm, this time he will take care of us in the north."

"Brother Jin, please also tell us, I have been hearing about the horror of the fire robbery, the horror of the fire demon, how terrible is it?"

Many young warriors subconsciously surrounded one person.

The man waved his fan and laughed: "You are all first-class heroes in Jiangnan, but when you go to Linjiang Mansion to pass the test, take the Jiang Ling, and go to Jiangbei, then you are directly separated from Jiedi. The place where the river meets.

To put it bluntly, the farther we go north, the less our strength is worth mentioning. "

"Brother Jin, this is too much, right? It's not worth mentioning, and it can't be all over the street, right?"

"Brother Sun, you are wrong. It's really all over the streets. The number of thirty-six thousand in the city is the lowest ranked and the very strong in the eleventh realm.

Not to mention the numbered city, it is the eleventh realm warrior forces recorded in the Great Zhou, which has a full 280,000.

There are many people in every force

Think about it, what is our strength? "

Everyone was silent.

"Brother Jin, what's the strongest thing in this fire disaster?"

"Of course it is a bad omen."

"Bad omen?"

"Black Emperor, Mirage, Madame Gouyi, Fire King." The young warrior wrapped in the center counted one by one with his fingers, "The strongest of these is the Fire King.

It’s rumored that it is nine feet tall, and the Fire Demon under his command can be like the most elite soldier of humanity, with strict discipline. Wherever it is charged, it will not give birth. My uncle said, when the Fire King appears, it will be a scorched earth, even me. The general of the human race led the bloodline soldiers, and even commanded the soldiers of the eleventh realm, and did not dare to confront them. "

The others were already dumbfounded.

The warrior surnamed Jin continued to triumphantly said: "The most mysterious is Madame Gouyi. This Madam Gouyi turns into a human appearance on weekdays. It appears in my human towns. It is said that such an appearance is very attractive.

And this Madame Gouyi is no different from ordinary people, but the most frightening thing is that as long as Madame Gouyi lives in a town for more than half a month, a volcano will emerge from the underground of that town.

The eruption of the volcano brought the fire demon.

Nowadays, the north bank of the big river is full of robbery, and many places on the south bank of the big river that obviously do not border the north, there are many robbery lands. This is a good thing for Mrs. Gou Yi. "

"No way"

"My uncle said, Da Zhou already understands some of the habits of Mrs. Gou Yi. She is horrible and mysterious, as long as she is revealed to be unidentified, she won't be killed. Instead, she will return to the north in silence. appear."

Xia Ji sat in the stern and listened silently, only to find it interesting. He touched the silver in his arms and thought about the supplies to buy.

The ferry arrived at the center of the lake.

The spring breeze opened the curtain, blowing across the face of the Black Emperor.

(End of this chapter)