Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 311 31. Break through the thirteen realms in one day (6043 words)

Xiao Su had a headache. Bai Su led her to live in a mountain residence near the sea of ​​clouds, where there was a lot of aura and it was much better than in the palace.

When Mengmeng revisited her old place, she only felt weird in her heart. After she left here, she had a bad thought, but before she had time to express her terrible thoughts, she was embraced by Xia Ji. The phrase "be my disciple" disappeared.

She was arranged next to Xiao Su, with an independent courtyard.

The spring is deep,

Green tree red flowers,

The sea of ​​clouds reflected the twilight and turned into a crimson tide of beasts, galloping underfoot.

In the afterglow, two people were walking on the clouds.

Xia Ji is on the right and Xu Lingling is on the left.

Xia Ji simply said something, saying that he went to Jiedi, and then returned from Jiedi Zhuanjiao with the opening of the Reincarnation Platform, and then luckily preserved his memory and strength.

After all, it is the law of the universe to be born in the world and die in reincarnation.

So no matter where you are, as long as you die, you can go to the Reincarnation Platform

Xu Lingling felt very complicated.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

She and her teacher have not seen each other for more than a thousand years, and so many things have happened in these thousand years, she has already had her own pattern.

Thinking about it, she asked: "Does the teacher punish me?"

These two words blurted out

After all, although the teacher is a reincarnated body, but the memory is not extinguished, the power is not extinguished, isn't he still a teacher?

That being the case, why should she be obsessed with fame?

That is not only a teacher, but also a Taoist friend, and a teacher and a friend.

I am affected by your cause and open my fruit. I respect you as a teacher, and I respect myself.

Xia Ji glanced at her, understood her thoughts, did not shirk her fame, thought about it briefly, and realized that Xu Lingling was talking about the killing when she first saw herself in the capital a year ago.

So he said: "You are not wrong, why do you need to punish?"

"Why is it right?"

"A gentleman can die, can't fall into, can't be deceived, can't be disregarded."

It means that a gentleman can die for his own ideals, but he cannot be framed;

A gentleman can be bullied for his persistence, not weakness, but he cannot be fooled.

What is framed?

Moral kidnapping is framed.

What is fooling.

Shouting double standards, playing sophistry, full of benevolence and morality, is not as good as a prostitute, it is fooling.

Those who trap me will kill, and those who fool me will kill. The only way to cultivate this kind of heart is to reach the world from oneself and others.

If you are not going well, how can you talk about others and the world?

Everyone has his own way. I only share a path with you. I use my experience to lead you a way, but if you think I should lead you down, then you are not worthy of my lead.

If you slander me, fool me, frame me, kill me because I no longer lead you.

that is it.

This is called-good.

Take the goodness of oneself, push the goodness of others, and ask the goodness of the world.

One question and one answer is over.

Therefore, on that day, Xu Lingling would not kill, and Xia Ji would kill casually. His heart was upset, by the way.

Anything bound up is perplexity.

Any confusion is a fallacy.

Therefore, when it was time to kill, Xia Ji would not be soft, nor would he care about other people's words and opinions.

For him, massacre is not impossible.

But when he shouldn't kill, he doesn't care about other people's words and opinions.

This is not heaven.

Unfair.

It's my own way.

Xu Lingling thought about it for a long time, and realized something.

The two walked along the path on the white clouds of Wan Jianzong.

The grass was green and the mist was shining brightly against the evening sun.

After a while

Xu Lingling said again: "Thousands of years ago, I went to the country of ice and snow to deliver the letter, and then I stayed with my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law is very strong and strong, dominating the party, but he is too kind.

I took a chance and said it a few times. Auntie admitted that what I said was reasonable, but she remained the same and didn't change anything.

In the three hundred years of being with my sister and aunt, I have gained a great advantage, which is fusion with the wolf snake and the snake, one of the three gods of the Church of Death.

And my Law Bodies were originally Hydra, but now it has ten heads. The last head is the **** of the church, devouring all snakes.

Therefore, I am the body at this time, not a pure human being, but a monster of the union of man and snake. "

Xia Ji said, "You are not a monster."

Xu Lingling said: "I am."

The words did not continue.

Because, both Xia Ji and Xu Lingling are talking about their own way, and both are right.

Xu Lingling continued.

"In the tribulation of mountains and rivers, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the continents are moving. Everywhere is full of dangers. The road is difficult. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by a dormant mountain and river monster.

At that time, the mountain and river monsters were different from strength to strength, but the weak was that the ordinary twelve realms could be suppressed, and the strong could swallow you directly without discussing it.

Seven hundred years ago, when I was working with my sister-in-law outside, I happened to ran into a powerful mountain and river monster. The monster was chasing me, but I kept running away. After escaping far, the land was crushed and the mountain and river monster was chasing me. , I could only find a place to hide first, and didn't dare to use extraordinary power, for fear that it would startle the robber.

Later, the mainland stabilized and I returned to the north, but there was no ice and snow in the north. It was obviously another strange place that I had never seen before. Fortunately, I met Junior Brother Yu Long, Junior Brother Du Bai, and stayed.

After that, I went around inquiring about other juniors and sisters, as well as the news of their aunts, but nothing was found.

Later, there was news from the mortal world that there was still a continent in the east of Yunzhou, and I wanted to go there.

But there is a vast ocean between the two continents. A terrifying nightmare will erupt on the ocean. If you die in a dream, people will die. Dream is your heart. Once you have achieved bad karma, you can attack the evil demon in your dream and achieve good karma. , It can defend against the robbery demon.

However, the achievement of good and evil lies not only in choice, but also in the heart.

After this nightmare tribulation broke out, the sea couldn't get through.

Because the robbers in the nightmare on the sea will be many times stronger than the land. The most important thing is that the monsters in the sea will not be affected. They will crawl out of the bottom of the sea while you are asleep and eat you directly.

But correspondingly, those extraordinary monsters seem to be unable to come to the land, the reason is the same as ours.

The teacher should know what happened afterwards. It is recorded in the history books of this continent. At that time, the world was in chaos and Wan Jianzong was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

I can become stronger in killing, because this snake that devours everything, and my tenth head can make me stronger by devouring other people's fate while killing.

In this new continent, there were still many strong people who could beat me. After that, I killed more and more, and gradually suppressed them all. After that, whoever would kill others.

But later, it was no longer useful to devour ordinary life standards, and heavy life standards were needed.

In this way, I killed many, many, many people, and then Wan Jianzong was peaceful, and the world was quiet. "

Knowing Xiao Su's temper, Xia Ji pondered: "Did you perceive any influence against Xiao Su in the ice and snow?"

Xu Lingling thought: "Not at all."

Xia Ji said again: "Have you seen the ancestor afterwards?"

Xu Lingling said: "At the beginning of the Tribulation of Mountains and Rivers, I have seen a person who is so strong that I only think that person is by no means weaker than the teacher, and even stronger physically, because he is a harmless existence.

It was a burly man like a hill. He held a terrifying mountain and river monster's full attack, and then took the spirit of the mountain and river monster, but it didn't seem to be for him.

He asked me if I wanted to be his assistant, I refused, and he left, it should be this one.

He should be the ancestor, right? "

Xia Ji didn't recognize this, but silently wrote it down.

Then, Xiao Su's mystery of amnesia seems to need to go to the next continent to have follow-up clues, and before going to the next continent, he needs to go to the Xiaoshan River Ruins to improve his realm.

And Xiao Su also needs a little training.

So Xia Ji took a lot of bigu Dan and went to the remains of the small mountain river of Wan Jianzong.

He Yufeng stepped into the Valley of Sleeping Moon.

After the feet land on the ground, the ground is soft and soft, there are moss and spirit grass, and the fragrance of different flowers, which is elegant and refreshing.

He recalled for a moment the last time he and Bai Su came, and then walked towards a ravine.

He reached the gully and stepped forward.

One step started the ripples in the space, and the ripples spread out. In an instant, the figure had entered in and disappeared in place.

By the time it appeared again, Xia Ji was already standing on the cliff of the small world.

He took a deep breath, the aura here was so abundant that it was many times thicker than that of Wan Jianzong.

He swept around again, the green mountains and rivers, old trees and new trees, lush and lush, there was no sign of human activity at all, but the barren ancient mountains and forests.

In this small world of relics, quietly, but inevitably hidden murderous intent.

Because of this closed world, I didn't know what terrible mountain and river Tribulation Demon gave birth to.

Xia Ji still remembered looking down here when he first came.

I just feel that the country is so delicate.

however

He also felt that

I should be like this.

He didn’t sit on the cliff following Bai Su’s previous guidance.

Turn around and run away without getting ready to encounter something wrong,

After all, the cliff is only the edge of the remains of the small mountain river. Although the aura is many times thicker than outside, it is only thin and barren to this small world.

So he walked all the way to the center of this small world.

As we walked around, the surrounding mountains and rivers began to creep slowly.

He walked through a gorge, only to find that the gorge suddenly turned into a mountain peak. The mountain peak was quite deformed, bending the peak towards his back, as if spying on him.

He walked across a river. The river was originally silent, but suddenly it rang out. This noise did not have the slightest taste of joy, but a kind of "greed, expectation", as if it were something The monster was drooling.

He went deep and walked through thousands of mountains and rivers alone.

A pair of scary pupils who don't know where they are hiding are staring at him.

The world is full of malice.

Just like a pack of wolves, watching a fattening food enter among them.

No one has ever dared to come here.

No one knows what is hidden here.

But Xia Ji could feel that the aura became stronger and stronger, to the point of unimaginable concentration.

He felt it a little bit, and then he chose the thickest place and sat down cross-legged.

He is sitting on a rock.

The stone was extremely dark, covered with strange, mysterious and deep stone patterns.

It's like a big mouth full of fangs.

Xia Ji was sitting here, closing his eyes and meditating.

The aura around him turned into a whirlpool, and the whirlpool with a tsunami surged towards him in the center.

He dropped his hands freely, bearing the washing of these spiritual energy, and began to hit the purple mansion between his brows.

Wake up once a month and eat bigu pill, and then continue to practice, so uninterrupted.

This practice is 25 years.

In twenty-five years, his Purple Mansion had been broken through and the triple heavens had been opened, but these triple heavens seemed to have aroused the covetousness of the demon.

A bright afternoon.

The strange black stone under his seat finally couldn't bear it and began to wriggle.

With this movement, the earth in a radius of tens of miles moved. If an earthquake is, it is like a precursor to the destruction of the world.

Xia Ji's hand pressed against the rock lightly tapped.

This tapping was like water entering a pan, and instantly, the whole world boiled.

The crust is torn, the mountains and rivers are torn apart, the robbers are in chaos, covering the sky and the sun, with big mouths and huge hands

The whole world has become a tomb, and it seems to be swallowed and buried.

And Xia Ji is in the middle of this tomb.

All attacks of the mountain and river demon belong to the twelfth realm, but let alone the monks of the twelfth realm, even the thirteenth realm, the 14th realm, or even higher, will be destroyed and crushed in such an offensive. broken.

Realm is only a form of attack, representing power to a certain extent, but it is not crushing, and it is not that balance cannot be broken by quantitative change.

You can say that a person who sits in a high is better than a person who holds a stone in the Stone Age.

But what if the stone this person is holding is a planet?

How about smashing Gundam with a planet?

Mortals cannot imagine, because no one in the Stone Age could hold a planet.

But this is not the Stone Age, this is a fantasy world that is born out of geniuses.

So some people want to say that if I don't practice the realm, if there is a high, I will not sit, and I will throw a stone.

So how stupid this is, how pedantic and rigid?

Xia Ji opened her eyes, there was no panic in her eyes, and she opened her mouth and uttered two words gently: "Go back."

As soon as the two words came out, it was as if the sky was casting a decree, and the words would follow the law, and the vast aura turned into a big, pressing hand and headed to Dadi Town.

The earth is calm.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are also peaceful.

Of course

The mountain and river demon was extremely powerful. Before long, a lot of arching movements were formed in this calm, as if many heads were about to break free from the ground, and these many arching movements gradually turned into waves.

The microwave wrinkled, getting wrinkled.

Soon, the force exerted by Xia Ji was broken.

The mountains and rivers roared, turning into waves that surpassed human imagination, and shot him.

Xia Ji has both hands, the left hand is yin, the right hand is yang, and the yin and yang transform into the black and white grinding wheel, and everything disappears in the grinding wheel.

What a terrifying mountain and river monster here, one place was blocked, that is, from all directions, from three hundred and sixty-five angles, it attacked closely and frequently without interruption.

The sky is dark and there is no light.

Xia Ji spit out: "Knife."

With this mouth, a lotus flower was spit out.

I don't know how many lotus petals are.

One by one, without blooming.

Xia Ji stood in Huaxin.

This flower is in bud.

The budding flowers face the mountains and rivers in all directions, crushing each other with an incomparable, indescribable and incomprehensible mythological scene.

This grinding was for three months.

Finally, the lotus shattered and the mountains and rivers retreated.

Xia Ji grasped the broken mountains and rivers, taking advantage of the almost solidified spiritual energy that had not re-assembled, took a deep breath, and led the spiritual energy into his nose into thousands of snakes.

Others can't bear it, but he is a celestial being, and his body is the source of robbery and can bear it.

Stronger mountains and rivers also began to compete for the aura produced by this "severe injury of the same kind".

The two sides were fighting again.

The badly wounded mountain and river monster was like a white shark in the sea bleeding out, and in a flash, the flesh of the same species and Xia Ji's devouring was gone.

When the devouring was over, the mountain and river demon began to attack Xia Ji again.

Xia Ji was swallowing just now, only to feel that the few big mouthfuls he had eaten were much stronger than Anxin's cultivation, so he also attacked the mountain and river monster.

this world,

Not you eat me,

I eat you.

Xia Ji understood.

He flew in the air, looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers that covered the sky, and uttered, "Knife."

With this mouth, the voice became heavier and heavier.

This mouth spit out the sky.

The knife light also covers half of the sky,

From the west,

Hit the mountains and rivers going west hard,

Presents an extremely magnificent and extremely dangerous confrontation.

Smash everywhere, explode everywhere, attack everywhere, fight everywhere.

Here, there is no heaven and earth, there are battlefields everywhere, and battles are everywhere.

Dimly, unscrupulous, impossible.

Mountains and rivers, fire and knives, giant monsters and young men, smashed and rammed each other.

Whenever there is aura being knocked out, it is like a white shark wounded and bleeding, and it is quickly robbed and swallowed by the ferocious mountain and river robbery demon and the ferocious Xia Ji.

Xia Ji felt like he was back at the source of the Fire Tribulation. He silently counted the time in his heart, reminding him how long it had passed, and he was still sober in this stormy aura, instead of just knowing killing. Become an irrational demon.

The mountains and rivers are so beautiful,

The same is true for me.

One kill is another thirty years.

Fifty-five years have passed since Xia Ji stepped here.

The valley of Mianyue Valley is in late autumn, the yellow leaves are falling, and some spirit beasts like rabbits and fawns are running and jumping in this quiet place.

Suddenly, the little beasts became quiet.

The space fluctuates and the ripples are heavy, and a young man with no strands of body appears out of thin air.

Not only are the little beasts not afraid, but on the contrary they are heading towards the young man.

Xia Ji looked up at the sky, the frosty sky was thousands of miles away.

He is at the peak of the twelve realms, and the nine layers of the Purple Mansion are contained within an inch of his eyebrows. As a backdrop, his original handsome and moist face adds to the divinity, and his skin is white and flawless. Even a woman would be ashamed of it.

He looked at the little beasts around, and smiled softly.

Taking out some radish tender grass grains from his arms and touching it with his fingers, he gave these foods rich aura.

He put it down, the little beasts ran over, leaned in his palm and ate them.

The rabbit licked the back of his hand while eating,

The Linglu screamed "Yo-yo" while eating, rubbing his body intimately,

Lingque was happy, so she jumped on his shoulder and began to sing chirpingly.

The sky was dusk, the autumn wind was bleak, and the little beasts said goodbye.

Xia Ji put on a coat and didn't rush back. Instead, she put a large bluestone on her pillow, took out a glass of wine, drank on her back, and drank freely.

The last ray of sunlight in the sky disappeared.

The autumn moon hangs high, and the stars are like the vast sea flowing overhead.

Xia Ji fell into a dream directly.

This dream

It's a nightmare.

In this dream, I saw Jie Yao.

This dream

There is no year, no two hundred years, and no four hundred years.

He only dreamed of one night, five hours, and then woke up.

When the white horizon of the fish belly was pierced by the light, the golden mountains covered the mountains and the green mountains, Xia Ji stretched out and yawned.

He stood up and wandered in this mountain forest. He drank some springs when he was thirsty, and ate some fruits when he was hungry. So when it was twilight again, the sky was dim, and when it was late, he stopped.

The world seems to have stopped.

Time seems to have stopped.

Suddenly, all the Confucian shrines in the world steamed and buzzed.

This world refers not only to Yunzhou, but all the known and unknown continents, but all the ancestral halls with jade statues of the Confucius all sounded at the same time, imitating the virtuous people chanting the holy proverbs and chanting sutras.

There is the tranquility of washing the soul in every sound.

Fortunately, the people who happened to be near the Confucius Temple just felt comfortable in their hearts.

The sick disease disappeared,

The disabled limb was reborn,

Suddenly, all the depressions were solved.

Suddenly lifted up after losing the courage,

Suddenly, the dark thoughts of the fly camp dog gou were hidden.

Suddenly realized that there was a bottleneck that could not be broken through.

Suddenly it became clear that what I couldn't do with hard thinking.

The countless incense suddenly condenses and rises, turning into a mighty sea of ​​incense that cannot be exhausted at a glance.

Xianghai condenses into an image, transforming into a son of ten thousand husbands, standing on the ground, hands hanging down from the clouds.

The pilgrims, or the people around them, began to exclaim.

Exclaimed.

"The Master Appears Saint!"

"People teach Daxing!"

But as long as the monks who believe in the teachings of others and visualize the Master in their minds only feel that their strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, they are actually a big step forward. This means that the tide is rising.

And these monks didn't know why, they looked up at the sky in surprise, then immersed themselves in their hearts, and began to think about the source of this power.

The solitary practitioner secretly delighted.

Crowds of practitioners found out that not only did they have these changes, they began to investigate and inquire.

And the practitioner who happened to be next to the Master's Shrine, looking up at the sacred shadow of the Master on the hanging cloud, his heart was clear but transparent.

This is the power given by the Master.

The monk who understood, no matter where he was, he would take out the fragrance, and worship the holy image religiously.

This twig-like incense that contains faith, soars into the sky, into a small stream of fingertips, and merges into the ocean of incense.

And these many icons of Master's Manifestation, all of a sudden, slowly turned around, facing a certain direction, and bowed slightly.

That is the direction of Mianyuegu.

In Mianyue Valley, the sky was dark, the autumn rain had arrived, and suddenly, half of the black sky came up.

The vast virtuous karma that resembles a world condenses behind Xia Ji, presenting a thrilling light.

Within one thought, he had reached the peak of the thirteen realm.

The incense of 1,500 years has sent him soaring.

In a single night, it broke through this great realm, better than others who dreamed of it for four hundred years.

(End of this chapter)