Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 371 91. King vs. King (first more)

The sea at this time is still bright.

The light shines on the silver-haired man.

Suddenly, a horrible breath spread out centered on the man, but was restrained by him in a square inch of the ground, and did not spread to the distance.

No one knows what he is suffering at this moment, and no one knows what he is chanting silently at this moment.

There seemed to be two dragons fighting in his body, so that his skin kept bulging

Look carefully, but there is actually only one.

This dragon is the descending Kuroshio resentment. After three hundred years, it finally entered the entrance built by this "true urn", ready to come over, descend on the world, and settle the battle in the world.

With its coming, even if the world still has great power, it is destined to be suppressed only by it.

In the future, after another hundred years, the ancient masters will be able to descend openly. At that time, more "truth channels" will be connected, and more and stronger existences can descend.

Today, it is the first ancient master to come.

Xia Ji now integrates Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, and has passed through the cycle of eternal reincarnation. He is also the source of fire and calamity. He has more than 600 elephants, incense of karma, and spiritual will. To say that there is no one in the past, but to say that there is no one in the world, it is also true.

Especially after he digested the source of the thirteen kalpas and inherited the spiritual heritage of the many Buddhas, his strength has taken a big step forward.

The spirit is the long river, and the power is the small boat. Only when the long river is overwhelming and the waves rise, the small boat can go farther.

The strength of the spirit will inevitably bring about the progress of strength. This is also useless no matter how many people practice after encountering a bottleneck. However, through cultivating the mind and watching the world, they can have unexpected gains and sudden epiphanies. the reason.

The silver-haired man sits on top of the calm sea

In the spiritual world, it is a confrontation that destroys the world. It is indescribable and changes rapidly.

But if the thought is weak, the army will be defeated like a mountain, abandoning the helmet and abandon the armor, and collapse like a dam with an ant hole, and there will be no more chance of comeback.

Xia Ji didn't want to fuse the wraith spirits that came, what he hoped was that these wraith spirits could rest in peace, and could turn away the violent aura that destroyed everything, so his body was not a container, but a battlefield!

This is the most dangerous battlefield in the world.

It's king versus king.

One person guards the world, no one knows.

It is a person who made a great wish, wanting to rest in peace.

The glorious holy way does not seek sanctification, does not need to be known or self-knowledge.

I just ask myself to step on this path in the next step, never drifting, never distorting, introspecting daily, never slacking off.

The confrontation on this spiritual battlefield is extremely fierce, and it is many times more cruel and **** than any fight in the world.

The two sides played against each other, at least there is still one you come and me.

However, the confrontation of the spiritual world is an instant, endless thoughts collide,

Everywhere is unimaginable fierce,

Everywhere is a barrier that can make ordinary people get into the horns, and they can't get out of it in a lifetime.

Everywhere, there are naked soldiers fighting,

In the silent place,

Yu Jinglei.

Xia Ji only felt as if there were endless voices ringing in his mind.

Every voice is its own voice and the voice of the person who came.

It seems that there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people sitting opposite each other, making arguments beyond words.

Here, your thoughts cannot be faked.

You have no way to fool, no sophistry, no way to say anything that you don't believe in or practice.

Such killings caused the breath of his body to fall into a state of extreme terror and violent violence.

In short, if someone approached him rashly,

I am afraid that it will be confused in a moment, become an idiot, full of nonsense, and salivation.

Or just go crazy, dance and dance, knowing nothing.

but

He was still restraining.

When he was playing against the terrifying existence that had descended from the dark tide, not only did he inconsistently confront the enemy, but he also allocated his energy to take care of his surroundings, thinking that he would never affect innocent creatures.

In the eyes of mortals, this is extremely stupid.

But this is exactly his way.

The more restrained he is, the more mortal looks like a clumsy and stupid way to confront the enemy, the more firm his spirit and way will be.

The highest good is like water, water is good for all things without fighting, and it is the evil of everyone.

Therefore

A few words.

Over time,

The magnificent ocean center,

The silver-haired man in the sea breeze and spring light gradually calmed down.

His restraint finally took effect, the escaping horror aura faded away, and after another two hours of hard work, it completely disappeared, eliminating the last impact on the environment.

It's another twilight hour, with the brilliance like blood, afterglow in the sky,

Turned into thousands of red and thick steeds and strange animals, they rushed away with the east wind, showing a peaceful appearance.

The white seabirds in the distance were frightened away at first. At this time, they flew in a big circle in the distance and then circled back, converging their feathers and landing on a tree, looking from a distance to the one sitting motionless on the sea. The silver-haired man.

But some of the fishes that had run away in fright returned curiously. In their eyes, the human being was extremely calm, but for some reason it was motionless.

Another day passed.

Two days passed.

The sea under the seat of the silver-haired man was bustling again.

Everything is also eager to make progress, and now, these little creatures are vaguely aware that "near this silver-haired man" means making progress, and they all roam around him.

Dawn and dusk are constantly changing.

There is no Jiazi on the sea, and the time has never changed.

Spring enters summer, summer enters autumn, and autumn enters winter.

Heavy snow in the sky.

Xia Ji's expression became calmer, as if a baby was asleep, extremely peaceful.

But the heavy snow has turned him into a snow sculpture on the sea. From a distance, it looks like a tip of an iceberg protruding from the bottom of the sea. If a wave hits, the snow will be washed away again, revealing his appearance.

He was as if he had been separated from this world, no matter how the world fell apart, no matter how he changed, he would not change.

The fishes are also used to his existence.

Because of his existence, many small fish have moved.

Because as long as you get close to this silver-haired man, they will feel comfortable and feel the joy of life being sublimated.

The fishes often gather around him, just like visiting a god, and circle him every day.

suddenly

one day.

The silver-haired man opened his eyes.

The war is over.

He raised his head and smiled. He raised his hand and covered it with a piece of snowflakes. He felt the coldness of his palm. Suddenly his expression changed drastically. He said, "What kind of weather, it's so cold."

He seems to have forgotten his storage space, shivering coldly, like a traveler who has wet his clothes in the ice and snow, but has not yet returned home.

So, he hurriedly ran on the sea, and the fishes were surprised to find that the "deity in the center of the homeland" actually ran away.

The fishes hurried after him

But where can I catch him?

After a few breaths, the silver-haired man was gone.

(End of this chapter)