Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 15 15. How to subvert fate without trampling on etiquette?

In the Royal Armory, the black gas dissipated, and the beast-face swallowing head chain armor hanging on the iron armor had disappeared, covering Xia Ji's body, the size was appropriate, and it fits perfectly.

This magic armor and the black halberd were obviously not in the category of ordinary soldiers, but belonged to the gods of the world.

Xia Ji once saw in ancient books that the reason why these divine and fierce soldiers are different from ordinary soldiers is that most of them have already conceived the germ of spiritual wisdom, like a fetus in the womb.

The ten months before the birth of the fetus, the nutrition is drawn from the mother's abdomen. Naturally, the intelligence of these magic weapons cannot be born out of thin air. They also need this "nutrition".

But most of the weapons of the magic weapons are not "produced" because of insufficient nutrition. After all, most of the people holding the weapons of the magic weapons in this world are "mortals". How can these ordinary people be worthy of nurturing the wisdom of the gods and demons?

Therefore, the Lord of the Weapon Weapon is constantly changing, and Lingzhi Germ is also absorbing very little nutrition in this change.

The so-called chaotic mind is actually similar to "fetal movement". The fetus is hungry and reminds its "parents" to get it something to eat.

But most warriors are weaker than spirits, how can they bear this kind of voice?

As a result, after several changes in the master, most of the magical and murderous soldiers have been lost in the long river of history, or have been sealed in some hidden places, and the germ of spiritual wisdom has also entered long sleep.

at this time

Xia Ji awakened the great dark sky halberd, and awakened the magic armor bound by the fourteen Sanskrit golden locks.

He recalled the information about recognizing the Lord in ancient books: Persevere with blood.

In short, you have to hold it, and then drop your blood to recognize the Lord, and it is obviously not easy to hold it. For example, the great dark halberd, if it weren't for Xia Ji's powerful spiritual power brought by the three Buddhas, He had been absorbed by the devil a long time ago, and so was the mysterious magic armor.

Xia Ji ejected two drops of blood.

Whizzing!

A drop of blood hit the beast-face swallowing head chain armor. If it dripped into the sponge, it was quickly absorbed. The black smoke around the magic armor completely disappeared, turning into an extremely mysterious and heavy armor. It has recognized the master.

Another drop of blood melted into the tip of the black halberd, but the black halberd remained unchanged. Suddenly, Xia Ji felt a powerful suction attached to the bleeding place of her right finger, as if she was about to drain her blood. , And the source of suction is the black halberd.

"presumptuous!"

He snorted coldly, and grabbed the black halberd with his right hand. The palm of his hand was a few laps bigger, and it showed the way of a hundred ghosts walking in the eighteen hells at night.

Only halfway through his hand, the suction suddenly disappeared, and the devilish energy was completely reduced. The Great Dark Sky Halberd "head" tilted and fell into Xia Ji's arms obediently, and it also recognized the master. So it turned into a dark and cold Zhangba Euphorbia.

"Report~~~~"

The retransmissions came from far away.

When Xia Ji walked out of the door of the Royal Arms Depot, an elite guard was already half kneeling at the courtyard door, holding a letter in both hands.

The guard heard the movement and looked up at the direction of the archway. A majestic and abnormal man walked out of the door. His black hair was dancing wildly, his pupils were calm, he was wearing a beast-faced head swallowing armor, holding a black euphorbia, and his whole body was up and down. There was an unusually contradictory atmosphere, like a Buddha like a demon, like a peerless hero but clearly a prince of the deep palace, this kind of contradiction brought out a sense of shock and made the guards stunned.

It wasn't until Xia Ji walked in front of him that he came to his senses and hurriedly said: "Enjoy the Marshal, a letter from the front."

Xia Ji grabbed the envelope, opened it and took a look, then put it away, and said lightly: "Go on, the frontline battle report, timely feedback."

"Yes, Marshal!"

The shock in the guard's heart hadn't subsided, he bowed his head and slowly backed away, until he reached the corner before leaving quickly.

"It's already three hundred miles away, so I'm afraid that the last Tongguan will resist for a long time at most, right?"

Xia Ji calculated the time in his heart, and then walked into the harem alone. The Yunxiao Palace in the harem is a place of bliss on earth. The emperors of the Shang dynasty have invested a lot of "wonderful ideas" in this Yunxiao Palace. They are extremely luxurious. It is a place for the emperor and concubines to play, but it is a forbidden place for all outsiders, and even the prince.

The father-in-law who was standing in front of the palace hadn't come to his senses. When he saw the people coming, he cried out strangely from a distance: "His Royal Highness, you shouldn't be here. Although many women in this harem have not been able to leave with the emperor, They are all your elders, and you need a good life and peace when you meet. And this Yunxiao Palace is a place that only the emperor can enter. Come here, Yu Li"

Before he finished speaking, there was a gap in his neck.

Xia Ji retracted the black halberd, and without looking at the blocking eunuch, he strode past, and the wound on the eunuch's neck suddenly made a "sudden" sound, it was blood rushing out wildly.

How could the blood gushing be so intense?

Only because a strong suction is produced on the black halberd.

Within a few steps, the eunuch's whole body had already turned into a pool of blood, and the most essence of blood in his body turned into a red snake, drilled out of his neck, leaped into the air, and was sucked onto the black halberd. The black halberd tasted delicious, and it made a sound. A soft moan mixed in the wind and snow.

Xia Ji stood in front of the Gate of the Clouds Walking Palace, which was actually made of colored glaze, and the engraving on it was even more luxurious. He looked at it and pushed it open.

How can you subvert this established fate if you don't step on the etiquette?

There is a group of beautiful ladies in the Yunxiao Palace who are arranging flowers and paintings. Hearing the movement and seeing the people coming, Huarong was suddenly pale with fright.

Xia Ji said directly: "Tianchi put warm water, and then order 30,000 sandalwood."

The maids also knew what was going on, so they put away their panic, didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly bowed their heads to do it.

Jiulongtou began to spit out gurgling hot springs, and after a while, 30,000 sandalwood incense were lit one after another.

Xia Ji took off his armor, but the armor turned into a smear of black smoke and wrapped around him again. Xia Ji couldn't help but smile.

"It's really a psychic magic armor." He patted this beast-face swallowing chain armor, as if talking to a person, "Stay by yourself first."

The magic armor was automatically removed, turning into a black smoke and falling on the edge of Jiulong Tianchi, and the black halberd was also put aside.

The thirty-three rosary books were also put together, and they were pushed away by a black gas before they put them down. They were far away from the magic armor and the black halberd.

Xia Ji burned incense and bathed in this extremely luxurious Tianchi, and his spirit was extremely relaxed, and the many books he read in the past two days, and many skill beads that he could extract appeared in his soul.

There are many white ones, green ones, and only a few blue ones.

Most of these skill beads are second-rate and third-rate exercises in the arena, even if they reach the ninth level, they are nothing.

The skill beads are suspended and arranged one by one.

Crisscross.

Xia Ji swept over every skill beads, some beads sank, and some remained hanging.

Half an hour later, he had just one hundred skill beads in his soul.

The young prince took a deep breath. In an instant, the gods had no thoughts, all the cause and effect, and the future wars were all far away, and the supreme Zen mind rose up, and the spiritual power of a great river made him. The whole person is filled with an unspeakable mystery, like a **** like a devil.

And just as his spiritual power climbed to the highest point, he used these hundred skill beads at the same time.

After the white, green, and blue skill beads shattered in his soul, they should have turned into a stream to cover his whole body, so that his heart, his skin, bones, muscles, and internal organs all received the corresponding skill beads. The transformation of the ninth layer of strength.

But not.

Because at the moment of fragmentation, three great Buddha images suddenly appeared on his body, surrounded him in the shape of a character, bergamotized fingers, and three fingers pointed at the center of the prince's eyebrows. The past, present, and future, great wisdom and great meditation, made Xia Ji The many shattered skill beads in the center of the eyebrows were driven by this powerful mental power and began to slowly merge.

(End of this chapter)