Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 308 28. If you are worth it, I will go against the world for you (second more-6196 words)

The mountain dances are galloping, the world is reckless, snow covered in deep winter.

In the town hall of the Qi king, many people were discussing the day that they stepped on the snow to the sky, beheaded many monks and saved their youth.

It's just that no one can guess.

The owner of the Wanjian Dojo was seriously injured, but after all he was bandaged and wounded, and continued to recruit students. He seemed to know who the boy was, but he didn't say anything.

In the palace, the leader of Jinbatian seemed to know who it was, and he didn't say anything.

There are good words.

There is also something unkind.

In the noise of the crowd, one person suddenly said in an impatient tone: "What are you discussing? From my point of view, he is also a member of the sect. He is aloof and different from us mortals. He is very precious."

Someone next to him said: "He saved you."

"Do I want him to save it? Do I want it? He has the ability to take my life back. Bah! It's nothing more than a fame."

"Where is the name?"

"Hey, we are discussing this, he suddenly revealed his identity, isn't that famous?

Anyway, he has nothing to do with us. I looked at it from a distance. The young man was wearing a Chinese suit. That suit was probably worth a lot of money.

Where did the money come from? Anyway, he didn't earn it himself. How is this different from those powerful and powerful? It's ridiculous, there are still many people grateful to him, it's so drunk all over the world that I am alone. "

"That is, if he is really good to us, he should announce all his abilities, and then teach us to make everyone the same as him. Then I will admit that he is really good, otherwise I So I don’t think he is different from those masters. Why should he do, we won’t? Are there any differences between people, and why?"

"Tsk tusk tusk, that’s right, whoever wants him to save, I hope that more people will die, that boy will be the most damnable, hehe, he is helping the sect cleanse, he thinks we will be grateful for saving us He, are you grateful to the sect? Ha ha, don't be fooled by his hypocrisy. I see a lot of such people."

"That is to say, the fools will be grateful to him, will be deceived by his hypocrisy, think he is a good person, think he is kind. Let alone the widow of the Wang family who just died of her husband, her family has money, I have to cheat She may be able to swindle a lot of money with a swindle. If she refuses to give it, her youngest son will not want to live through the winter, and the big things will not be trivial, hahaha."

"I have to go to work, too. The old man who helped my family work for a long time yesterday said that the harvest was not good and he had underpaid a few buckets of rice. I have to teach him severely and let him know what is high and low. He is also worthy to negotiate terms with me? He eats less and saves a little. Isn’t he able to hand in all the rice? He knows that he is good to himself, now people, ah"

In the crowd, a black shadow stood quietly behind the wall, Wan blended with the surrounding environment, apparently a killer accustomed to haunting shadows.

The killer had high cheekbones and his eyes were as long as a lancet, indifferent and evil. He listened silently, remembered silently, and then left and went to the next place.

Next day

A murder broke out in Qi Guoguo.

Dozens of people were found dead at home. Strangely, their deaths were the same.

They were all cut 25 times by no more, no less, and Ling Chi died.

First cut the eyebrows, then shoulders, back breasts, and then cut and thin the flesh between the elbows, between the elbows and shoulders, and the legs. The small belly of the legs was cut into a waning moon, the flesh of the cheeks, the hands and wrists, the feet and legs, The last owl.

When panic in the city, in the shadow of a certain mansion, the dark shadow stood quietly.

He turned his back to the sky and let out a perverted laughter and muttered to himself: "My ghost has never owed anyone in this life. Since you saved my life, today I will help you except those who slander you with bad words and slander to pay off your debts. This kindness is paid back.

You are a heavenly man, I am a ghost on earth, but after all, I can’t escape the two words of love.

You have no intention to vote for me as a peach, I have the heart to repay it with Li, hahaha, happy and happy. "

He just finished speaking, but suddenly found footsteps coming from all around.

He just wanted to move, but the door of the mansion had been blasted open.

The headed man looks great and has a calm posture. He looks at the black shadow and suddenly sternly said: "Ghost! You did the murder last night. Your hands and feet are not clean. Leave it on site. Now that the evidence is conclusive, I won’t be able to catch it without my own hands!!"

"Hey~~~ Master Zhao is so majestic."

"Ghost, I know why you murdered, but you were wrong. I have a great law, and you were arrested."

The ghost hand snorted coldly, his body is extremely fast, and in a flash, he turned into a spiral shadow, and wanted to go to the sky.

His skill is really good in the world.

However, he has never been able to step on the wall and leave, just because the surrounding area of ​​his residence was already full of trappers. These trappers came prepared, each holding a continuous crossbow and aimed at him, making him nowhere to go. Gate.

He was forced to fall back again and said angrily: "My ghost is killed, and I will never be arrested, Master Zhao, you arrested me for the first time, but I serve you because you are upright and upright. You have the ability, Come here by yourself and see me off."

The city lieutenant stared at him for a long while and said in a deep voice, "It's a man, it's a pity."

Having said that, he drew out the standard long sword with a loud voice and stepped up.

Guishou laughed, and also drew out the scimitar, greeted him.

The battle between the sect, and the mortals, is always separated from the mist, which is not true.

Even if Qi Xiu is the leader of the Qi country, he can only get a little information through spies.

It seems that an extremely tragic fight has taken place in the East, the process is unknown, but the victory or defeat is clear.

Years ago, when Qi Xiu saw that the Wanjian Dojo had sent more disciples to settle in, he had already understood that this fierce battle over the Fanchen had already settled.

Obviously, Wan Jianzong won.

Not only that, Wan Jianzong changed his attitude towards mortals, he was no longer aggressive, and he no longer killed his heart.

Such an attitude is destined to become a weather vane, and the relationship between the sect and the dynasty will improve. After all, Wan Jianzong will dominate the large sect to the north of Bantian Mountain in Yunzhou in the future.

Qi Xiu didn't understand why.

I don't understand who did what.

However, in any case, this is good news for the mortal dynasty.

Years ago, his seventeenth son came back from Wanjianzong. He asked about the situation. The 17th prince said that it was the Sect Master who repented before his death, so he changed his attitude towards the mortal world.

As for the reason for the change, it is probably good for people to die.

After that, Qi Xiu made a pass without any blood.

In the battle of seizure, the prince and daughter were not dead. Prince Qi Heng came to the throne safely, diligently reducing taxes, governing the country and society, looking at the sufferings of the world, regardless of the long-term view.

However, even though the mortal dynasty seems to have restored peace, there are still various killings between the sects, short-term combat, endless offensive and defensive.

There seems to be a melee between the two major factions,

There seems to be a reorganization within the Eastern Sect,

Scattered and chaotic, like a meat grinder,

If it weren't for the monks to have a consensus, this Yunzhou would probably be beaten to pieces again.

The various mortal dynasties shrank one after another and imposed curfews.

And a certain degree of lockdown,

At the same time, countries tacitly arranged road bans on the major roads leading to the sect and sent people to guard them. In short, people were prohibited from entering the area where the sect was fighting.

Like this, another twelve months passed.

The following winter.

The seventeen sons of Qi are already sixteen.

Mengmeng is also ten years old.

Xiao Su’s head hurts more and more, and fragmented images flashed from time to time. Xia Ji watched it carefully and chatted with her a few times, but it didn’t make much progress.

It is only vaguely known that the reason why Xiao Su lost his memory seems to have gone through a great battle.

Xia Ji didn't know what kind of battle led to this situation. Could it be that Xiao Su met the ancestor?

The ancestors should not be on this continent, so how many continents are there in this new world?

Xia Ji would not act rashly, nor did he dare to force Xiao Su to remember. He only slowly and carefully healed her, and at the same time led her to recall more things.

It's just that there are still fragmentary pictures.

Although fragmented, the tragedy can still be seen at the tip of the iceberg.

Xia Ji accompanies Xiao Su. Whenever she has a headache, she talks about other things to make her happy and turns the topic away.

Therefore, in addition to his unchanging heart to become stronger, his ambitions that have never been transferred, and his quietly waiting for Miao Miao without forgetting, he has another goal.

He wanted to help Xiao Su find the memory.

Then, after stabbing this day, there should be gratitude and revenge.

This is his relatives, but also his negative scale, untouchable.

In such a time, he finally took the time to go to the Wanjian Dojo.

Seeing him coming, the ram at the Wanjian Dojo ran out in a hurry, with respect that others did not understand.

Yup

Obviously he is only a prince, why should the elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect settle in and respect?

The disciples in the dojo just thought about it and understood, this is the face of the Jinbatian leader.

Xia Ji did not explain.

The Ram did not explain.

Long Gong Yang arranged time for lectures and teaching for Xia Ji, and Xia Ji did his part, and became a young man in this dojo.

At first, the disciples in the dojo were quite unconvinced with this young gentleman.

But Xia Ji didn't do anything, he just taught, and slowly no one spoke.

Without him, almost perfect.

But Mr. Xiao has a characteristic in class. He does not teach the exercises first, but teaches people to "introspect", "cautiously" and "nourish qi".

Three times a day, and after waking up before going to bed, you need to reflect on your conscience so as to keep your heart peaceful.

Living alone must not violate the law of a gentleman, otherwise you will have to punish yourself.

Nourish Haoran righteousness, give birth to a passionate heart, and have vigor and righteousness.

These thoughts are kind thoughts.

And if it is not good, the practice will not make progress.

Why?

Because Xia Ji recompiled a book of methods, this book of profound arts has supernatural powers, which can be varied and may have the same foundation, but after reaching the eighth floor, 10,000 people will see 10,000 answers.

And the foundation of this profound art is kindness.

Without this, the exercise will break itself.

There is no need to say how powerful the profound art Xia Ji compiled.

And if you want to become stronger, you need to follow this mind, self-examine, be cautious, nourish your energy, and not lose your conscience.

And everyone who has practiced this technique is destined to become a good seed, and when it is spread, a better new world will eventually be produced.

This law is called-"Tian Xian".

The first to eight levels of this profound art are all methods of nourishing qi and self-cultivation.

The ninth level of Dhamma is to follow the heart. The stronger the mind, the stronger the Dhamma.

The ten levels of Dharmakaya, no matter what kind of Dharma body, can accumulate qi to strengthen oneself.

The eleventh-level supernatural powers are the spirit of speech to a certain extent, mobilizing the heavenly heart with selfishness, but with great power, eloquence of heavenly constitution, and speaking with the law.

And under Xia Ji's meticulous compilation, this profound art was very powerful from the first level.

If you go to practice other exercises, it's fine, but you are destined to be crushed by this profound art, from the first realm to the final realm, and the further you go, the greater the gap.

Now, in this winter, many people have been sitting in the Wanjian Dojo, listening to the seventeen princes.

Even the people of the thirteen peaks like the Yang Yangchang listened curiously. After that, he practiced, and then he began to come to class every day.

Gradually

But in one year, Wanjian Dojo has attracted a lot of people.

The rebellion of the sect has been put down, and the killing of the robbery of the monster is aimed at the extraordinary, and has little to do with mortals, unless it happens to be involved in it.

Such an environment, to a certain extent, gives ordinary people the subjective conditions for their desire for transcendence, as well as the objective conditions for the relative safety of life.

Unconsciously, another year has passed.

The seventeen sons of Qi are already seventeen.

Mengmeng is also eleven years old.

at this time

On the stage outside the Wanjian Dojo in the capital of Qi, the young man sat cross-legged, Mengmeng standing behind him with an umbrella in both hands, and there were tens of thousands of people listening to him in all directions around the two.

Flying snow falls,

Suily spread a layer of pure white on the surface of the **** umbrella,

The wind blows and falls, and the snow falls again.

The seventeen princes were uttered in a round tone, and the people around them were silent and listened respectfully.

What he taught is "Only goodness, only self-improvement, can become strong."

Without him.

This "Tian Xian" is the supreme method that he extracted from the four million four million four hundred and forty thousand four hundred and forty-four thousand states, yin and yang and the sword.

Who can suppress this method?

Even in the future, it is impossible to burn this method. Unless there is no one in the sect, as long as the book is destroyed due to selfishness, the defense of the heart will be broken, and the demons will grow in numbers. From then on, this is supreme. Gongfa will become a poison to torture people, ranging from stagnant realm, to devastation and loss of power.

Xia Ji vaguely remembered that he had preached in the emperor of Dashang for 1,500 years, but that was the heart of the concealed Fly Ying Gougou. He integrated the three generations of Zen into the words, and although people have gained, they are also gaining. At that time, he was branded with his own spiritual imprint and obeyed himself to some extent.

Now it seems really ridiculous.

Although the three-life Zen method has the name of past, present, and future, it stops at the ninth realm. Even Miao Miao cannot write a follow-up.

Now, he has already surpassed the limitations of that Zen, and he can see clearly that this Zen is not true Zen, or has been distorted to some extent.

How can Zen be passed on?

Words can’t be communicated, words can’t be communicated, so where does profound art come from?

Branding a spiritual imprint on others seems to strengthen oneself, but in fact it is because of smallness and loss of bigness. Daoism is tainted and no longer has no time.

At this time, when he preached, it seemed that he had not gained the slightest gain, but in fact he had gained a lot.

Because when he is perfecting others, he has also perfected himself.

Two years have passed since the battle between Mozun and the Western Emperor.

Many things happened in the sect in two years.

In fact, shortly after the invasion of the West, Dongcong also discovered the urn that reached the fourteen realms.

This urn is very interesting. You can only write one name on a page.

And if your fate is not heavy enough, you can’t write it up.

Karma can improve life, so to some extent, the peak of the thirteen realm is a prerequisite for "being able to write the name in the urn".

But what if someone hasn't reached the first stage, but is so heavy that he can belong to urbo without karma?

That's not clear, after all, the time is short, and Zongmen didn't encounter this situation.

The birthplace of Lubo was near the "Black Tide".

This Kuroshio may condense into pools or lakes.

The larger the scale, the easier it is to produce urns.

The number of pages in the urn book each time is extremely limited. If the person who writes his life is not serious enough, he can’t write it, but that page will be consumed in the process of trying, which adds to the urn book. The scarcity of the monks also made the monks have to venture into the "black tide" area to explore.

What is strange is that once a person who has entered the fourteenth realm stepped into the Kuroshio area, the Kuroshio would abandon everyone and only stare at the fourteenth realm to kill.

So, what exactly is this black tide?

Whose bones are those bones inside?

What is it for?

no one knows.

but

After all, the sect is stable.

Because of the existence of the Demon Lord, Wan Jianzong became the first sect to the north of the 100,000-mile Bantian Mountain, but the war was far from over. The emperor, the queen and the two ministers were not dead, but they returned to the West for cultivation and health. But in fear of the Demon Venerable, it is probably "If there is no great chance, if the Demon Venerable is still in the east, then he would not dare to invade half a step".

Now, the opportunities for Western sects are gone, and it's time for each to develop.

at this time

Wan Jianzong.

The new lord is Yu Long's disciple-Jun Shanjun.

This person may not be the strongest, but he is a veteran and calm person. He also emerged in the East-West war, made credit, and provided first-hand information on the Kuroshio incident.

As for Xu Lingling, Du Bai is a figure of the ancestor level of the sect.

And this new suzerain obviously encountered a headache.

He sat high on the first seat of the hall, swept over and over a booklet in his hand, and sighed with emotion from time to time.

"Monster, it's really amazing and amazing! Such a profound skill"

Chun Shan-jun suddenly raised his head and asked, "Sword Six, what was the result of your inquiries?"

The Sword Sovereign is the new system of Wan Jianzong. The number is from one to forty-nine and is only responsible to the suzerain. Now this number has just reached eight.

Jianliu is a female cultivator with a girl-like appearance and a deserted face. At this time, she stood in front of the hall and reported: "Sect Master Qi, this "Xian Xian" is said to have been obtained by the young gentleman in a dream, so it is spread to the world. ."

"Little Mister?"

"It's Qi Yu, the seventeenth prince of Qi."

"What I got in a dream is good. I have been up and down in Yunzhou for more than five hundred years. How come no one else has dreamed of such a good thing?"

"Subordinates don't know." Jian Liu's pretty face showed a reminiscence. She just thought for a moment, and she seemed to have the appearance of the gentle and jade prince. Maybe someone like him is really different.

Chun Shan has a headache.

the reason is simple.

The sect burned the "Volume of Ten Thousand Laws" in order to cut off the path of immortality.

Now that this little gentleman preaches the "Xian Xian", that's another way to open the sky for mortals.

He is working against all the sects.

But this little gentleman is a very special existence to Wan Jianzong, and he has a life-saving grace.

How to deal with this matter?

How to do?

Jun Chunshan would rather organize a group to go to the Kuroshio area now, and don't want to face this matter, it's too tricky.

After thinking about it, he decided to take the seemingly incompetent but golden finger's all-purpose method-to report.

So, he grabbed the "Tian Xian" to see the Demon Lord, and then said the matter as it was.

Xu Lingling grabbed the "Tian Xian" and turned it over a few times. She had made up her mind. If this profound art is just a mediocre product, it doesn't have to be said that, just let people burn all the exercises without worrying about it.

But she just glanced at it and couldn't look away.

Although Xu Lingling is still in the fourteenth realm now, her vision, experience, and mentality are far beyond those of others. What she sees is different from others. Even so, she can't understand the mystery of this book.

She looked at this book as if she was standing on the top of a mountain looking up at the starry sky, and she felt vast and mysterious, magnificent, and splendid in front of her eyes, but she could not swim in it.

a long time

Long time

She was watching, Chunshan-kun was waiting.

From this look, it was three days and three nights, but Xu Lingling finally realized that she had failed to exhaust the mystery, and obviously she could not practice this profound art, because the core of this profound art was goodness.

She is not good, so she cannot practice.

This even gave her a feeling of regret.

Why can't you practice?

When this thought occurred, Xu Lingling was surprised again.

If you have this thought, it shouldn't be. This is the beginning of a flaw in your heart.

But because of this, the level of this profound art is really extremely high, at least Xu Lingling has not seen anything close to it.

So, Xu Lingling closed the book.

Chunshan-kun asked softly, "Master Demon, how about this method?"

Xu Lingling said frankly: "This method is supreme, it is the world's number one skill."

Chun Shan-jun smiled bitterly: "Then how to deal with it?"

Xu Lingling thought about it for a while, "He is the one who recites the Buddhist scriptures for Yu Long, and the one who rescued you in Shui'an City for the first time, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, so I will meet him and plan later."

"Then I will arrange the itinerary for Lord Demon Lord."

"No, I can go alone."

Xu Lingling touched her lips with her index finger, and looked at the sky in the distance with her cheeks supported. It seemed that she remembered a long time ago when she was a child.

The rain was heavy that day, the man dragged her out of the coffin, and then changed her life's fate.

Xu Lingling grinned her lips, revealing jagged fangs and a forked tongue, and murmured: "Teacher, you may have a successor."

After saying this, she had a happy smile on her face.

She stepped up and moved her left hand. This hand was injured in the fight with the Western Emperor two years ago, and has not recovered yet, but the injury of that Emperor is several times more severe.

She has walked through Chunshan-kun, even though she has not deliberately released her breath, Chunshan-kun who has entered the fourteenth realm also dare not move.

Only when she was allowed to pass, did she dare to turn around and leave with her.

Then, he saw the Demon Zun looked up to the sky and laughed, and then the huge body stepped on the void and flew away.

Xu Lingling held small flowers with both hands, flew in the air, and the scenery under her feet quickly retreated.

She murmured: "Don't let me down, sir."

If you are worth it, what if I rebelled against all the sects in the world for you?

　Thanks to the leader "ZED_zz", the book friend "50 million annual salary" for the million reward, the "Infinite Taoist ancestor", the "deepwater fish" 5000 reward, and other book friends for their support and rewards, thank you! ! !

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