Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 307: 27. He is a saint, I am a sinner, and you are a mortal (first more-6197 words)

Chapter 307 27. He is a saint, I am a sinner, and you are a mortal (first more-6197 words)

The imperial capital of Qi State.

Flying snow fell, and pedestrians hurried, the sound of footsteps alarmed the wild cats by the roadside.

The wild cat rushed into the gray shrubs with a "swish", but turned his head curiously.

The peddler grabbed the feather duster and wiped the snow that was blown to the table by the sudden strong wind, and then ran out, tiptoeing and dragging the crude oilcloth top.

The martial artist practiced for a day, and in this afternoon, he went to the restaurant, holding the silver tassel in his palm, thinking about how much wine to buy, how much meat to buy, and stepping in the wind and snow, not afraid of the severe cold.

Some people with strong qi can directly bounce off the snow of possession, only to see passers-by in amazement, while the children on the other side keep their eyes on.

Women and men went to the place where they each earned silver and earning money, and started busy.

Even in the mansion where there is no need to make a living, there are different things.

"Xiao Nun'er, go to the Aftertaste Workshop and buy a box of Sanzhen Crisp, your grandpa thinks that taste."

"Okay, mother."

"I'll go with my sister!"

"be careful."

"I see, mother."

The siblings smiled at each other and ran out of the house together.

The boots cut the snowflakes on the ground, and the white dust sputtered.

The boy said: "Xiao Nun'er, I'm going to Wanjian Dojo in a while, you are not allowed to tell my mother."

"No, I'm going to tell my mother."

"Xiao Nan'er, Wanjian Dojo is a very powerful place."

"Slightly, lie to the child, you won't be accepted in the most powerful places."

"No, I'm telling you that the owner of the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo is named Gongyangchang, and he is the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Where is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? It is the largest sect in the East. Moreover, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect says yes If you look at your ability, only your character, your brother's character is definitely fine."

As the boy talked, he seemed to have fallen into the world of his own imagination. He squeezed his fist and said: "Help justice and serve the country for the people!"

The girl hadn't spoken yet, and suddenly felt a change in the eastern sky.

The boy also noticed.

Not only the children at the tip of the iceberg in these two countries, but the entire country is aware of it.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and looked at the iron-gray sky.

The three huge black dragons were still Izumo, dragging a luxurious flying flies out of the sky, and following the flying flies came a line of monks.

The monks walked with swords, and at a glance, there were three or four hundred.

"It's a monk!"

"Amazing!!"

"Wow" the boy opened his eyes wide, his eyes gleaming.

The little girl also forgot to buy Sanzhen crisp, and looked at the sky in shock.

These people are too strong and too far away from her.

The distant ones are like the sun, moon, and stars in the sky.

She is full of awe

All people are left with awe.

However, this day they feared is not passing by today.

Hei Jiao Fei Nian stopped at the top of the Qi State Capital, and the man in the golden robe on the Nian looked at all beings as ants, condescending and overlooking the capital.

The sound of billowing thunder suppressed the wind and snow and passed down.

"Qi State has rebelled against the sect and is unscrupulous. Now he is Tu Yicheng, in order to behave like you."

The voice is merciless.

But the people in the city are affectionate.

Everyone has different postures and looks.

And at this moment.

He screamed and went to the sky:

"Why do fellow daoists slaughter the city at every turn? Isn't it afraid of retribution for killing innocent people like this?"

Immediately afterwards,

Dozens of fierce auras also vacated from the Wanjian Dojo.

The protagonist of the dojo, Yang Chang, is the elder of Wan Jianzong. Half a year ago, he was ordered by Yu Long, the former master of Wan Jianzong. He came to the capital of Qi State. The best.

The rams grow here and naturally shelter here.

At this time, he flew up with the twelve sword wheels, and many disciples behind him were also lined up.

Everyone in the city suddenly had hope, looking up at the sky.

In the Daqi Palace, the prince who was about to succeed, and many other emperors and princes looked up at this scene.

The queen was pulling her concubine to eat tea, her hands and feet were cold at this time, her face turned to the sky dumbfounded.

And Xiao Su was also standing in the courtyard, she heard this "slaughter"

Qi Xiu, with white hair, trembling with hands facing the sky, shouted in a hoarse, almost screaming voice:

"If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry,

My dynasty is just swaying in the stormy waves of the Zongmen, involuntarily, surviving.

Where to choose?

Why is it not righteous?

How to behave like this! "

His voice is not loud, and the wind and snow can be drowned, even if the heavenly people are not qualified to hear it.

The voice of mortals is never loud.

The same is true for kings.

The sound of grief and indignation is just a joke.

"day!

day! !

What kind of world is this! ! ! "

Qi Xiu faced the majestic snow, and roared hoarsely. The snow suppressed the world fiercely. No matter what he said, he couldn't hear it.

God doesn’t care if you are born or die,

But if you dare to guard against the sky, the sky will remain unmoved and silent, and there will be a group of people under the world who will regard you as a demon, and ask you what the heaven has done wrong and why you are against the sky.

Kill your body.

Kill your heart.

Destroy your soul.

Break your bones.

Heaven, the dialogue with each other has ended, and the ram leader knows that this battle cannot be avoided. It is a pinch of the sword art, attaching the power of twelve realms to the sword wheel.

The sword wheel spins, and the speed is getting faster, turning into a bright and sharp aperture.

Immediately, the twelve flying swords flew apart, the snow cut the wind, and twelve trajectories that stretched for hundreds of meters were drawn and shot at the alien on the fly.

However, the man in the golden robe on the fly just smiled and shook his head, raising his hand a little.

The flying sword was covered with black film, breaking open the twelve swords.

Passed through the long chest of the ram in an instant, leading him to the ground hard.

Bang! !

Until he was nailed to death in the dust of shame.

The circles of smoke broke apart, the mortal people shouted in an uproar, and their hearts fell to the bottom.

And the black mask flying sword waved gently with the golden robe man, and flew back.

Many monks behind him have already begun massacres.

In an instant, dozens of monks led by the ram leader had been killed or wounded and fell to the ground.

Shi Wang didn't even look at the ground, and waved his hand impatiently: "Tucheng."

Today's monks want to slaughter the city, it couldn't be simpler. The ability to move mountains and seas is like a big hand from heaven, overwhelming the world.

This is equivalent to standing in front of an exposed ant nest, just pat a few times with your hands, stomping a few times with your feet, the nest is flat, and then you laugh, look at the corpses in one place, and feel in control of life and death It's really interesting.

At this time, the same is true.

Xiao Su was in the courtyard, watching this scene, only felt that there was something in his mind about to explode, but it did not explode.

It's just that if the revolving lanterns turn, one by one,

There is no light in the heart in the center of the revolving lantern, and the scenes are all black.

Only vaguely see blood,

Only the wailing that made her distressed.

"It hurts."

"So sad."

"I" Mengmeng suddenly opened her mouth wide, and her mouth grew in an unbelievable posture. The white teeth in her mouth turned into a terrifying paleness. The paleness gradually became miserable, and then it seemed that she was about to break free from a certain bondage, and turned into something from the abyss Evil current.

The cute face also floated on the surface of the water like cream, and it began to twist when it was stirred by the fingers.

Xia Ji took her hand, suddenly felt her abnormality, and looked up into the distance.

The sky in the distance was a flying dragon pulled by a dragon, and hundreds of monks were standing above the capital of Qi.

"evil."

"Evil~~"

"evil!!"

Mengmeng shouted, she seemed to be getting more and more excited, as if a traveler in the desert saw the oasis, her pupils gleaming.

Her mouth was vague, and she couldn't tell whether she was talking about "evil" or "hungry".

And this thing seemed to be like sparks entering the pan, starting to cause her changes.

Her body began to "liquefy", as if it was about to turn into something darker and more evil than Blackpool.

But she did not melt.

Xia Ji hugged her, pressing her back with her left hand, and stroking her long, gloomy hair with her elbow hanging in the air, "I'm coming."

"Teacher" Mengmeng regained some clarity in an instant. She yelled "Teacher, teacher, teacher", and she seemed to wake up a little with every shout.

"Get out."

Mengmeng stretched out his hand blankly.

Xia Ji grabbed an iron ruler from the storage space and slapped her hands three times.

"Do you know why I beat you?"

"Because I want to become a monster?"

"No, because you are slack, between good and evil thoughts, if you see evil toward evil, you will be beaten as a teacher."

Mengmeng lowered her head: "I was wrong"

She tried hard to control, and the abnormal changes in the body began to recover slowly, and the door of the abyss of evil thoughts was pushed hard by this little child to close again.

She asked: "Teacher, what should I do if I see evil?"

Xia Ji whispered: "Seeing good is a reward, seeing evil is a punishment.

But why reward?

Why is it punished?

Which reward?

Which penalty?

Since Tian has no intention, as a teacher, he uses this selfish heart to make Tianxin.

Do it personally, set up a heart for this world, set a destiny for this life and people, open peace for this world, and be spotless for this way.

It is foolishness to know that it cannot be done, and to do it knowing that it cannot be done.

But the teacher's name is Yu, and it is worthy of the name. What's wrong? "

Mengmeng's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, she was suddenly shocked by the spirit in these few words, and she suddenly became proud.

Then, she saw the teacher's handsome, but never burly body, stepping on the wind and snow and walking past her.

Don’t go east, west, north,

But ascend to the Wudao Tian.

"All sentient beings who have not been liberated have indeterminate nature and knowledge, the end of bad habits, the result of good habits, the good and the evil, and they are born in every realm."

"The good is rewarded, and the evil one is punished. The sky has no intentions, and I am determined. This is the wish of life. The mountains and rivers are changeable, the world is changeable, the stars are changeable, and my heart is unchanged."

Lei Yin, who never bullies or humbles, covers this capital city, and rewinds the "god" that overlooks the world like an ant.

The capital of Qi State, thousands of people, the Palace of the King of Qi, the powerful and royal, raised their heads and saw three hundred feet above his head, but he was a gentle and handsome young man, he climbed up the steps from the humble dust.

The sky is endless.

Snow is a step.

He raised his right hand in the void and grabbed a long knife like a dark abyss. When the long knife saw the air, it seemed to "live", as if it had untied the shackles of 4,500 years.

The sword is a sword from the underworld. Zeng's tip is inserted into the eighteenth floor of the ten halls, and the handle supports the six big palaces.

Xiao Ming woke up, noticed the surrounding situation, and suddenly became happy. In Xia Ji's mind, she begged a little shyly: "Well, I have recovered a little bit of strength, can I cut them off?"

The shyness was quickly thrown away, Xiao Ming urged in Xia Ji's mind with emotion: "Chop, chop, chop the fuck!!"

Shi Wang couldn't hear the voice, but when someone came, he couldn't help but look sideways.

The hundreds of monks who came with him couldn't help turning around.

Shi Wang asked: "Who are you?"

Xia Ji replied: "A stupid scholar."

Finished.

He was bullied in the sky, and in a flash, he arrived in front of the black dragon.

There is a certain kind of vigilance in Shi Wang's heart,

He covered his body with black film for an instant, and instantly took two magical artifacts with one hand, so that the black film was coated with a double defensive brilliance. When doing all this,

His right hand has already volleyed, and the extraordinary flying sword in the distance turned into a black dragon and flew from behind, rushing straight behind the young man.

Xia Ji took a step forward and waved the black knife.

The black knife slashed the real king.

The black film was cut open.

Then he divided him into two.

Shi Wang died.

At this moment, the flying sword that pierced his back and covered the black film suddenly shattered.

Because, I don't know when, he has already unscrewed twenty-four orbs all over his body, and the five colors of light lining him, guarding him, and his whole body are slowly rotating around the stars like stars.

The black knife in Xia Ji's hand suddenly blazed brightly at this time, and Xiao Ming was already fainted with excitement when he saw the blood, and yelled out of emotion, "Chop, chop!"

Xia Ji felt a little, and the knife turned.

The knife shines like a black moon, instantly transforming dragon scales.

In an instant, above the sky, the knife sparkled.

Those hundreds of cultivators had all died in this knife, as if they were all papered.

Xiao Ming was a little satisfied now, and let out a shameful moan. Suddenly it noticed the capital under its feet again, and its voice became excited again.

"Chop, chop them all, send them on the road, fast, can't stand it, can't stand it!"

"The people in this world should be neat and tidy, go to reincarnation together, cut again after reincarnation, cut again after reincarnation, cut again after reincarnation, cut again after reincarnation, cut back again in reincarnation!"

"Or, we are done cutting the world, cutting the underworld, okay, how happy it is!"

Xia Ji grabbed the black knife and stuffed it into the storage space.

Xiao Ming:? ? ?

No, no,

I'm just getting excited, is this all there?

So fast?

No~~

Xia Ji stuffed the black knife into the space.

Xiao Ming's voice disappeared.

Xia Ji put away Ding Haizhu again.

Xiaoding went back obediently.

The power of these horrible magic weapons is gradually unblocked, and what is revealed in this era is just the tip of the iceberg.

At the same time, Xia Ji probably understood how the exaggerated personality of the ancestors of the Wu family came from. It seems that it is not his fault to have a knife.

The wind and snow are very heavy, and when viewed from the sky, a capital city is not very large, and the palm of the hand can cover this capital city.

The people in the capital saw this dramatic scene and tried to open their eyes wide to see who the man in the sky was.

But no one can see clearly.

The man claimed to be a stupid scholar.

This again made them unable to help but think of a prince, who has been sitting in the library of Daqi Xuege since he was five or six years old, reading books every day, and sitting for a day.

Then it was revealed that the prince may be a disciple of Jin Da, so the person on that day must not be the prince. Otherwise, there would be nothing he could do without seeing Jin Da. What could his disciple do?

At this moment, Jin Batian could see the boy in the sky clearly.

His knees trembled.

No matter how stupid he is, he already understands that there is no mysterious master in this imperial court, the so-called master is him!

It is the seventeenth prince-Qi Yu!

The 17th prince has no teacher at all!

Because he himself is a teacher!

Commander Jin Da understands, but he can’t speak or speak.

Because he already understands that this one doesn't want fame, this one is no longer fame and fortune, and this one is fighting for things that he can't see clearly and can't understand. Could this one come to the world just to turn into a saint?

Since the sky has no intention, I stand for the sky.

This mind is good and evil.

Commander Jin Da became agitated suddenly, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about.

But the ram, who was dropped by the black mask flying sword to the ground, but not completely died, was panting. Because of the timely appearance of this young man, King Shi took his hand and failed to completely kill him.

You know, the resilience of the 13th realm peak is extremely strong, and at this time, the owner of the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo can also see the appearance of the young man.

In the same winter, half a year ago, in the same winter, this young man suppressed one scene in his mind.

but

Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he smiled.

Coughing, he said: "It's great."

That day, the teenager suppressed one case.

That year, the young man did not make a single sword, but he has ushered in a new life for the entire Wan Jianzong.

Such a boy, such a stupid scholar

Long Ram couldn't help laughing.

It's so stupid, out of reach.

At this time, the monarch, who is eager for the world, the concubine who is immovable, is waiting for death, all standing on tiptoes looking up

The wind and snow cover thousands of miles.

But the boy has left silently.

Xia Ji didn't return to Mengmeng, but went to another place, which happened to be seen in the sky.

He landed on the ground with his hands scratched in the snow. Seeing a little red, he pulled out a carrot from the snow.

Then, he smiled, turned and stepped, and returned to Mengmeng.

He pinned his left hand behind him, and suddenly stretched out in front of Mengmeng like a trick, revealing the carrot clasped in his five fingers.

Xia Ji smiled, and shook the radish in his hand at the little girl and said, "This time you build a snowman, you can have a nose."

Mozun sits on Zhike Cliff.

She is naturally the second disciple of Xia Ji's previous life, Xu Lingling.

Xu Lingling was eating cake.

Cake is the best thing in the world. If you don’t eat more, wouldn’t you be sorry for yourself and a waste of life?

It's a pity, it seems a bit tired

Maybe, need to train a group of people who specialize in making cakes?

When Xu Lingling thought about it, footsteps had already come from the mountain road.

Come alone.

Wearing a purple-red embroidered Jinhua suit.

There is no one behind him, he is alone.

But he alone is a hundred times more prestigious than the one with thousands of troops and horses behind him, because he is the strongest person in the Northwest sect of Yunzhou, and he is an emperor in two phases.

His eyebrows were long and narrow, like a sharp sword piercing a cloud temple, and his eyes were bright and dazzling, like a lamp shining in the snow, with a sharp light that people dare not look at.

Between he walks, he is bold and majestic, walking in this pure white world without being stained by snow.

Those who eat cakes, those who walk, finally face each other.

The emperor said: "I know, you are a student of the Master 1,500 years ago."

Xu Lingling said: "Yes."

The emperor smiled and said: "Then you can be regretted by defeating you today."

Xu Lingling stretched out her forked tongue and licked the cake on her lips: "What regret?"

The emperor said: "I regret that I was not born 1,500 years ago and had a fight with the Master."

Xu Lingling said: "Do you deserve it too?"

The emperor stopped talking.

Whether you are worthy or not is not a matter of lip service.

When the words came to an end, it was a shot.

Therefore, the emperor took a step forward.

Xu Lingling opened her mouth wide and full of fangs, and put the cake into her mouth without wasting a bit, chewing on her cheeks, and got up.

The emperor took another step, and a cloud of incomparable evil karma appeared behind him.

This black energy spread rapidly, filling all the world behind him,

It made him come but it was not like he came, but a world that had become dark.

Of course

The same is true for Xu Lingling. The world behind her, descending to the deep valley and the sky above, is also full of darkness, and the billowing evil karma is turned into half the sky.

As she walked, the dark world followed.

Between the heavens and the earth, there was an extremely shocking scene.

It's as if two different worlds began to approach, and began to compete.

However, this world stopped, leaving twenty-eight zhang of light between each other.

The emperor asked: "I dreamed of this for four hundred years, but you only slept for two hundred years. Why did you end this?"

Xu Lingling said: "Two hundred years ago, I created killing karma, blood flowed into a sea, bones piled in mountains, killing karma was bad karma, you only dreamed about it for two hundred years, and you can be so proud."

The world behind the emperor was dyed with a thick black film.

Of course

The world behind Xu Lingling is the same.

The emperor said calmly: "The fourteen realms are the realm of receiving urns. After receiving the urns, it is recognized by the world and protected by the world.

But if you want to step into the fourteen realms, you need to find the Urnbo first.

Only when the fate is heavy enough to be written in the urn can you enter the fourteenth realm. This is a natural success.

I was lucky to get a nine-page urn in the West, so did you? "

Xu Lingling shook her head and said calmly: "Not yet."

Emperor: "Then why is this so?"

Xu Lingling asked: "Do you know how many people I killed?"

Emperor: "I don't know."

"Twenty-eight million people."

The emperor suddenly raised his head. He suddenly realized that he seemed too kind and kind compared to the tall and fat woman in front of him.

Xu Lingling said: "I slaughtered 28 million people, and my sin karma is not washable, but this sin karma is also turned into a monstrous evil karma. I have gained the power you said in the big dream of these two hundred years. ."

"you"

"My sin is unforgivable, and my sin deserves ten thousand deaths, but today, when I stand on this earth, I am anchoring this earth."

Xu Lingling suddenly laughed wildly.

"If you don't have power, how can you change the world and realize your ideals?

In this way, it means to do many evils, and it is to fall into the blood,

As long as we can turn the world and stabilize the world with our own power,

All sins belong to me,

It means that after death, there is no reincarnation in hell,

What's wrong? ! "

The emperor said: "Did the master teach you?"

Xu Lingling said: "No, the teacher is the most gentle person in the world.

So he died.