Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 148 147. The new king is dead, and the day is changed (second more-more subscription)

Next, Xia Ji and King Tianjiao walked through this large-scale stage play with professional actor qualities like a process:

The first act:

The Su family disciples fought the evil dragon spirits fiercely, but couldn't stand the heavenly dragon king secretly attacking and assassinating.

According to the agreement, the Heavenly Jiao King's gang killed nine Su Family's children with Xia Ji, but Su Ze did not kill.

Act Two:

In Xia Ji's "furious rage," Fei went down to the Seven Stars Altar to avenge the Su family's children, raising the sword in his hand.

According to the agreement, he helped the King of Heaven to kill all the evil spirits and also saved Su Ze. Su Ze was grateful.

Act Three:

Xia Ji returned to the Altar of Seven Stars, and the dark clouds in the sky broke, and the tsunami on the coast of thousands of miles also receded. The whole world looked like the last days after washing. Many fishing villages that were about to be submerged seemed to feel his presence, and turned towards Longlong. Fengqixing altar fell to his knees.

Lei Lu, Qing Wang and the others were really shocked and made a long prayer.

The fourth act:

Xia Ji took Su Ze away, and said with a sigh, "I don't know that these monsters are so rampant, they actually killed my Su family's children." Su Ze saw the whole process. At this time, he still had lingering fears. He thanked Xia Ji and said This disaster is inevitable, and he will definitely explain it to Mr. Feng.

After completing the assembly line-like show.

Xia Ji returned to the manor on Jinghu Lake and continued to live in seclusion, while Su Ze returned to the Su family to report.

Autumn has arrived.

The killing is getting closer.

Xia Ji reads books every day and engraves rosary beads, and in the early morning of a certain day, the fetal spirit of thousands of miles was "born". The entire area of ​​Jinghu Lake was covered by heavy fog, and it did not disappear for seven days or nights.

Perhaps because of the spread of the name of the immortal, the periphery of Jinghu became crowded. At the beginning, it was only the talented ladies and the dignitaries who visited the immortals to find him.

Later, many people, even businessmen, knights, etc. ran thousands of miles away and bowed to the manor where he was located outside Jinghu, as if he were a living god.

After climbing the Seven Stars Altar for one practice, he retreated from the natural disasters and floods. What is this not a god?

Jinghu was originally quiet, but now it has become as lively as the center of the imperial capital.

Originally there was only the smell of green leaves and red flowers, but now it has a lot of incense.

The original place was dusty, but now there is a lot of incense ash.

The most important thing is that these people will worship once and worship again.

More and more strange word-of-mouth spread.

"The fairy in Jinghu is very spiritual. Since I worshiped the fairy, I went out for business very smoothly, and I have never encountered a robber again."

"Really effective."

"I prayed for my daughter last time, but within a few days my girl gave me a big fat boy, and I came to pay my wish."

"No matter what is going on, it's always right to come and worship the immortal first. Every request is responsive, and I am here to pay my wish today."

"Fairy, please give me one"

In fact, Xia Ji didn't do anything, but the reputation of "Jinghu Immortal" wind from north to south has spread throughout the Southern Dynasty.

On the one hand, he showed a "miracle" in front of everyone; on the other hand, it was Ru Mengxue who helped build the momentum. When Qing Wang was building momentum for himself and Lei Lu's wiseness, he had to bring the wind north and south.

Come and go, the name of the fairy in Jinghu is like the sky.

Su's follow-up and future generation, Xia Ji did not know An Rongrong's current situation.

He returned to the palace several times.

Sure enough, the fire disaster has come from the west,

As a result, large numbers of aliens were displaced and ran to the Central Plains, which was accompanied by a lot of chaos.

Xia Xiaosu dealt with all this in a desperate manner, accepting those who were willing to surrender, and killing those who were unwilling to surrender. She settled those people. But what is strange is that the Su family did not send out the Eleventh Realm to attack him.

Xia Ji made several shots as the Shenwu King, creating the illusion that "the Shenwu King has been in the palace", and then returned to the manor on the lake.

At the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xia Xiaosu was still very busy, and his head was almost gone.

Xia Ji waited until midnight before the empress hurried back and had a reunion dinner with him with great heart.

Xia Ji didn't care either. This was not estrangement, but she already had her own way.

In late autumn.

Ru Mengxue succeeded in taking the position. Tang Qing married her as a concubine. The wedding was very grand. The lord of Juye City, Lei Lu, sent someone to invite him to the marriage, but he refused.

Life was simple and plain.

Before he knew it, he had already integrated 10,000 skill beads, and also carved three strings of three thousand worlds that could be turned into a palm-shaped Buddha.

He tried several times to integrate those ten thousand skill beads, but he still missed a little opportunity and was unable to succeed.

The Black Dragon Code is a deep golden skill bead, driven by the little black dragon energy. It can not only transform the black dragon to attack, but also wrap the black dragon around itself for defense. It has more functions and stronger power than the golden silver dragon code. .

Winter finally came.

In a snowy day.

Fairy Jinghu walked out of Jinghu with Xiaodaotong and came to Tianyu Mountain.

The cold weather made people no longer see people along the road.

"What are we doing here?"

"Wait for an important person."

"Who?"

"The founder of the next thousand dynasties."

This is the appointment time.

Xia Ji built a cottage on the top of Tianyu Mountain, where he flipped through the books every day, engraved with rosary beads, and had plenty of cards all the time.

Han Lang was not idle either. He was carving a token magic weapon every day, but the speed at which he made tokens was much slower than Xia Ji.

The two waited another full seven days on the top of the mountain.

Han Lang asked: "Why hasn't the new king come yet?"

Xia Ji: "Wait a minute."

So the two waited for another three days.

Xia Ji had a strange emotion in his heart.

"You are waiting on the mountain, I will look around."

After speaking, Xia Ji stepped out, volleying towards the bottom of the mountain.

I don't know if it is destiny or destiny.

He found a juvenile corpse in the grass at the foot of the mountain. The juvenile was handsome and bearded. It was really extraordinary.

With a move in his heart, he took out a drop of blood from the corpse, and then grabbed a jade bottle in the storage space.

Raise your hand and inhale.

A drop of blood flew from the mouth of the bottle. The blood is said to belong to the founding king of Dashang.

This is the new ruler's method of verification that the aristocratic family told him. People who are both destined will attract each other.

They did not set up the new king at will, but calculated by the ancestors that "the Son of Destiny will come to Tianyu Mountain this winter", so Xia Ji only needs to wait in advance, wait until the test is performed, and the test passes.

at this time,

The two drops of blood were held in Xia Ji's palm, floating quietly in the air.

Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief, obviously, he was thinking too much.

How could the Son of Destiny die like this?

Maybe it hasn't come yet.

However, he just flashed this thought,

The two drops of blood that were not related at all moved suddenly, moving faster and faster, and then they were glued together, shining with a mysterious light.

Even Xia Ji was stunned for a few seconds.

He quickly sent this drop of blood into the jade bottle.

Void drew a life talisman, then hit the boy in front of him, it was useless.

He went on to paint, painting five times, one after another, into the boy's body.

As long as the six life talismans continue, as long as they have not died, they can be saved.

However, the boy is indeed dead.

Xia Ji stretched out his hand and wiped it, his neck was twisted.

He continued to investigate and found that there was a small cloth bag in the boy's arms, but the bag was empty. It was obvious that the money was originally stored but was stolen.

Did you meet a mountain bandit?

Xia Ji looked at the sky in shock.

God, are you playing with me?

He closed his eyes and thought about it carefully. Tianyu Mountain is on the edge of the East China Sea. If he had not rescued the people and had not retreated the tsunami, the place would have been submerged by the sea long ago, and there would be no human beings.

However, because the tsunami retreated early, there were still people living here, and here was in a chaotic zone, so there were bandits and bandits who flew to commit crimes.

So, the bandits that shouldn't exist in the original timeline appeared, and then robbed the Son of Destiny, and even killed people?

The family is right, he is indeed an anomaly.

Now that his anomaly has accidentally killed the Son of Destiny?

Xia Ji touched the corpse, still warm.

Suddenly he let go of his consciousness, and after a little search, he felt someone spying in the southeast.

The person peeping is burly and powerful, with a gray headscarf on his head and a steel rod in his hand, lying behind the gray snow-covered tree.

When this person saw someone coming again, he was ready to rush over.

But when he moved, he was caught by a shrewd little man beside him.

"Look carefully, it's not a fat sheep this time."

"Why not?"

"Look at that aura, it's completely an expert? Why did the person suddenly disappear when he was there just now?"

The shrewd little man was startled.

When he came back to his senses, the person who was still far away suddenly appeared beside him.

The burly mountain bandit reacted quickly, clutching the iron rod and dancing with a whimper, thinking that someone would come, but the person didn't move at all and let him smash it.

Bang.

The iron rod smashed to the ground, and the burly mountain bandit only felt that it had hit a ball of thunder and lightning, and terrible power was fed back from the iron rod.

Click, click.

His bones started from the bones of the hands and the whole body was shattered by this feedback force.

The other shrewd bandit looked silly.

Before he could react, he was grabbed by this terrifying man, far away.

After a few seconds,

Xia Ji threw the bandit in front of the young man and asked, "Let's talk about it."

The bandit's complexion changed drastically.

Xia Jidao: "Don't worry, no relatives and no reason."

The mountain bandit kowtowed: "Heroes, I have an old man"

"Say."

The icy voice made the bandit tremble immediately, and he said: "This boy is climbing alone. My brothers naturally robbed him, but my brother broke his neck with a stick."

Xia Ji asked: "Did he say anything?"

The mountain bandit recalled, "If I did,"

"Say it."

"Before he died, he said a lot of crazy things. What did he say that Ji Xuan was guided by the gods and came here to find someone who could help him. He would never die, he would never die."

As the bandit said, he took out a small cloth bag from his arms, "He and his things are here."

Xia Ji said: "It's true that I am the guard of this young man. Now he is dead and I can't deal with each other. If there are many people in your cottage, please recommend me to join the group."

The little bandit said in amazement: "There is no cottage, just the two of us"

Xia Ji nodded, rest assured, he could recognize that the bandit was not lying, so he killed the bandit with one blow.

His last hope was shattered, the Son of Destiny was really dead, and the body was quickly freezing.

What to do then?

He thought for a moment, then suddenly bent over to pick up the boy, and then hurried to the top of the mountain.

Maybe there is another way.

Suddenly his heartbeat accelerated a little.

Xia Ji's body was like a gust of wind, and soon he reached the top of the mountain.

Han Lang is sitting in the snow engraving tokens.

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps in his ears. He turned his head and saw that powerful immortal rushed towards him, with a hint of urgency on his face?

"Quickly, take him away!"

Xia Ji urged.

Han Lang:? ? ?

Xia Ji didn't speak, but quickly wrote on the ground, "He is the one I was waiting for, but in an accident, he died. Although he is dead, he must live, so you immediately seize the house."

Han Lang looked at this line of words, only to feel that his heartbeat also accelerated.

As a half-dragon bathed in incense for thousands of years, he naturally knows what it means to be "the master of a thousand-year dynasty".

But why would such a destiny son die?

Xia Ji urged: "There is no time."

Half-long nodded. Before he was controlled by Xia Ji, he was only standing on the periphery of the killing and robbery. Now this seizure is instantly among the center of the killing and robbery, but it is also the biggest opportunity.

He pointed to the center of the corpse's eyebrows, and the spirit wave came.

Suddenly

Han Lang let out a scream.

Xia Ji squeezed his hands and hurriedly propped up the soundproof hood, and then looked closely, only to see Han Lang's eyes turned white, showing a painful look.

It is extremely difficult to take the Son of Destiny and take his life, even if it is just to enter the corpse, it involves unknown fate and luck.

Xia Ji waited quietly, he could feel the progress of the half dragon through the contract, although it was difficult, it was still going on.

Gradually, Han Lang fell softly, but the young man who was originally a corpse convulsed like a ghost.

After a long time

The young man finally stopped struggling and opened his eyes weakly.

Xia Ji took out a few precious life-saving pills from the storage space and put them into his mouth, and then extradited with luck to help him recover.

So busy for a long time.

Half-long slowly recovered his calm, and he smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, I have a thousand years of incense power, otherwise I will die this time."

"Did you make it?"

Half-long nodded: "Success, I can feel the infinite strange potential in this body, but my own strength is completely gone. I am also completely trapped in this body, and I am really him since then. ."

Xia Ji felt a strange feeling in her heart.

The Son of Destiny was killed by himself, but there happened to be a half-dragon beside him that could occupy the Son of Destiny.

This drink one peck, so the number is fixed.

The same is true of the way of heaven to set things right, and to transfer everything back to the original route.

"From now on, you will be the emperor of the true dragon, don't worry about the power of the half dragon."

The two looked at each other.

There was a long silence.

Xia Ji continued: "From now on, your name is Ji Xuan. When you entered the mountain, you were hit by a mountain bandit and you forgot many things.

You come to the top of the mountain and worship me as your teacher. I will pass on your little black dragon spirit and black dragon code, and at the same time pass on your various knowledge. "

The young man sat there for a long time and finally accepted the current situation.

Xia Jidao: "We still have a lot of time."

"What are you going to teach me?"

"Major, acting."

(End of this chapter)