Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 222 221. Visions from the North, and the wind and clouds in the South (second more)

The weather is getting more and more abnormal.

As the spring goes to the summer solstice, Xia Jizheng is reading quietly with a scroll.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw heavy snow floating on the lake.

Looking at the sky in the distance, there was faint lightning and thunder.

The thunder made an unprecedented loud noise, frightening the whole earth to silence, and then the thunder and lightning woven into a net that fell from the sky and enveloped the earth for thousands of miles.

Xia Ji watched the red-tailed fish swimming restlessly by the lake, so he said gently, "Don't be afraid."

Today, he has been involved in nearly 20,000 methods.

All methods can grind the same, and now he wants to grind the second.

But in this situation, he suddenly had a whim and put the booklet on his knees, looking up at the sky.

Flying snow in July, the sky is thunderous.

This can be regarded as a vision that has not been seen in decades, and this kind of weather has not been recorded in the local chronicles.

Xia Ji closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and calculated.

Although he hasn't learned the same level of divination as Xia Qingxuan's 【Vanxiang Wangqi】, he will eventually learn a lot.

And calculating this kind of heaven and earth vision is not troublesome, nor does it need to pay much.

On the contrary, the kind of thunder in a silent place will lose one's life.

He pinched his fingers and settled.

Then he took out three bronze coins from the storage space, threw them six times, combined with the Gua Book of the world, and got a "Shaking Gua".

He quickly swept his gaze, fell on the upper six places, and murmured: "Thinkingly, looking at the scorpion, and violent. Don't bow to him, don't be blamed for his neighbors."

Then take out the tortoise shell and forget it.

Because his algorithm is not good, after all, he did not pay the price, so he tried a few more times.

Fortunately, the signs of this heaven and earth vision are obvious, and the information obtained from several divinations is not bad.

In the clouds and mists given by this information, Xia Ji couldn't tell what was going on, but he could be sure:

This heaven and earth vision does not seem to be groundless, but what really happened in the north, or some character was born, and brought such a wonder, anyway, it seems that it has nothing to do with him.

But, in this era, who else can bring wonders?

Xia Ji was a little curious, but soon he shook his head, grabbed the booklet and continued reading, throwing some spirit grass to the red-tailed fish from time to time.

Perhaps the spirit grass has been eaten a lot, and the scales of the fish that have opened the spirit have turned golden red, which looks shining and beautiful.

One person, one fish, one island, is to enjoy the tranquility day after day in this wonder of the world.

Because of the disciples, Xia Ji no longer has to do three meals a day.

The disciples would not bother the teacher. Only when the meal was delivered would they stand quietly beside Xia Ji and say a few words or ask some questions.

Today, Nian Ying delivered the meal. She was tall, with a gorgeous face. After bringing the dinner plate, she did not hold the pavilion with her hands, and she looked like she wanted to talk but stopped.

Xia Ji said while eating, "Just say what you want."

Nian Ying said, "Teacher, I was only seven when I first came here, and now I am twenty in a blink of an eye."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Are you reminding you to be a teacher?"

"No, no," Nian Ying hurriedly shook her hand: "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to ask the teacher if she was waiting for her?"

she was?

Xia Ji:? ? ?

Which she?

He suddenly woke up, this disciple should be talking about Su Tian, ​​and speaking of it, Su Tian hadn't been here for a long time. At first, Su Tian pretended to be her own Taoist companion, and was sweet and greasy with herself.

But the longevity species is not the love species. After talking for a while, she found that she was most comfortable with herself in the "deal" mode, and then changed the way. After all, she seemed to be busy with something.

Therefore, Xia Ji shook his head.

Nianying looked worried, and asked tentatively, "Does the teacher miss her?"

Xia Ji shook his head again.

Su Tian is a chess player, even if she is as gluey as knees to you, and just like honey to make you feel sweet and warm, she is still a chess player.

Otherwise, she is not worthy to live to this era.

And such people will never put feelings in the most important position.

Over the past ten years, he has figured this out clearly, so naturally he would not think about Su Tian.

Nian Ying said, "Then the teacher would like to go for a walk?"

Xia Jiqi said: "I have been a teacher for ten years, and only took a rest for more than two years when I came back. You want me to go out again?"

Nian Ying said: "Maybe the teacher can meet someone who will accompany you throughout your life?"

Xia Ji finally understood what this disciple meant. She just watched her get older and felt that she should go out to find a confidante.

So he shook his head again, "No."

Nian Ying didn't ask any more. She lowered her head and waited quietly for Xia Ji to eat. After the meal, she packed up the dishes and left.

If you live in one place, time begins to pass quickly.

Xia Ji was moving forward with an average of 10,000 skill beads in two years.

And if he has experience, he will also do it in the books and store it in the library in the lake.

And what he wrote would always allow 72 disciples to run over to watch it at the first time, and even if they didn't understand, they would secretly copy, Xia Ji didn't care.

He thought that the power of this world could be increased, so that the gap between the mortal and the aristocratic family could be leveled, and there are many mortal people, this number is not comparable to the aristocratic family, and in the catastrophe again and again, there will definitely be a lot of Anomaly, and this is what he wants to see.

His heart is calm, and for the family and ancestors, it is no longer a narrow love and hatred, but a attitude of a player who calms his mind and sits on the other side.

No grievances, nothing to do.

It's just that the camp is different, the stand is different, and the will is different.

In a blink of an eye, another three years have passed, and Xia Ji is already thirty-six years old by mortal age.

There is one year left before the agreement with the Wu family.

And this is another snowy season, and it's the Chinese New Year.

Years later, a disciple finally came to say goodbye.

Now the disciples are divided into brothers and sisters according to the ranking.

According to the sort order, Feng Chuixue is the big brother, and the disciple of the farewell is named Yu Long, ranked 56th.

He is handsome and righteous, he shows talent, and his temperament is also humble, courteous and well-measured. Putting on rich clothes, he is a personable and handsome boy in the world. He is a character in the normal series.

Xia Ji had an impression of him, so he asked, "Is the realm broken?"

Yu Long knelt in the snow and respectfully said: "I have initially awakened the blood, and the three profound arts of the spirit and energy are still practicing."

"What bloodline?"

Yu Long knelt and moved two steps back, and let out a low growl.

And his body began to swell and grow bigger.

As the snow foam flies, he has turned into a giant snow leopard kneeling on both legs.

Even if he was kneeling, the snow leopard was still nearly three feet tall, and his figure was far higher than the pavilion, which was considered to be overlooking Xiang Xiaji.

Yu Long seemed to have noticed something wrong and hurriedly crawled down and lay down outside the pavilion.

Xia Ji looked at his disciple, he was sure that the disciple could awaken the bloodline so quickly, and to such an unusual degree, it must have been the black fire that he secretly mixed in the fire.

What's more, I "add fire" every few times, so that "Black Fire" can maintain its original power.

He looked at the behemoth that was more than three feet down and more than ten meters, and suddenly asked, "How to attack?"

The snow leopard still maintained the characteristics of the human face, and the human face said, "The disciple asked to stand up and show it."

Xia Ji nodded.

Yu Long just stood up. He is a standing snow leopard, with a terrifying and exaggerated body shape and skin that is so strong that it is full of muscles. Every piece of it contains terrifying energy.

He raised one paw and grabbed the toothpick-like knife at his waist.

When he drew the knife, the knife suddenly showed cold light, and it dragged his claws for nearly six meters.

Obviously this is a special knife, and the material is not bad, and the people who can create this kind of knife are not small forces in the arena.

In the wind and snow, the snow leopard grabbed a six-meter long knife, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and then flashed out from time to time.

Xia Ji walked out of the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, the snow stopped.

Looking closely, every snowflake in this area has been blocked by Yu Long's knife, so that there is an illusion of snow stopping.

Xia Ji was not shocked by this exaggerated force, he just watched quietly.

After a long time, Yu Long returned to the original shape, but the original clothes had completely exploded, but when he changed back to the original shape, Xia Ji threw out a fleece cloak early on and covered him.

Yu Long fell on her knees in the snow, feeling a little apprehensive and regretful, because he knew that the teacher seemed to be unable to awaken the blood, but it was really not good for him to act like this in front of the teacher.

Xia Ji returned to the pavilion.

For a long time, there was no sound.

Yu Long raised her head slightly curiously, looked at the teacher with bright eyes, and saw the teacher at the desk.

He waited quietly.

Waited for about Mo three stick incense time.

Xia Ji stopped writing and waved out a stack of pages with his left hand. The pages steadily passed through the wind and snow and landed in front of Yu Long.

Yu Long hurriedly picked it up with both hands, glanced away, but found that it was a technique.

After taking a closer look, his eyes widened.

Because this exercise was almost tailor-made for him, he couldn't find it himself, but today the teacher gave it to him.

For him, these pages are invaluable.

"teacher!"

Yu Long knelt on the ground and bowed deeply, her eyes red.

Xia Ji smiled and asked, "Which girl?"

Yu Long said: "Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, I met her last year. She didn't know who I was. She only said that I was a gangster with no discipline.

I agree with her, but I keep shirking because I don't want to leave. This year I can't push it because the owner is choosing a good son-in-law, who wants to choose a good man for her.

She was waiting for me, but she couldn't wait too long, so the disciple came to say goodbye. "

Xia Jidao: "It's good to have sentimentality. After going out, you must not violate the morals and justice, you must not harm your fellow students, you must not claim to be my disciple, and you must not use the Wusheng knife."

Yu Long: "Yes, Master."

Xia Ji said, "Go ahead."

Yu Long didn't move, he hesitated, but stopped talking.

Xia Ji said: "Speak straight."

Yu Long stammered: "If Tutuer gets married, can I invite my mentor to the wedding banquet and be my father and be worshipped by me and her?"

Xia Ji said, "If I were here, I would come here in disguise."

Yu Long: "Thank you, teacher."

After speaking, he knocked his head three times, then got up, grabbed the shrunken long knife, wrapped the cloak, turned around, Zhenxue, and went away.

A few days later.

The Su family sent a secret letter from a disciple.

Xia Ji had already known the content of the letter, because Ji Xuan had already told him everything.

Sure enough, the content of the letter was the same as Ji Xuan said.

In short, Ji Xuan's experience is almost over. In the early spring of this year, Lei Lu, the lord of the Great Industry City, will die, and the Qing Wang will follow the script, and with his temper, the Qing Wang will definitely treat the people well. The appearance of Ming Jun.

But next spring, Qing Wang will become cruel and innocent. This is the time when the heroes will rise together, and Ji Xuan is also one of these heroes, but there are five great families, the emperor, the national teacher, and the chief general of Yinjun Wen. It's impossible for Ji Xuan to lose.

Ji Xuan will spend one year killing the Qing King, another three years to consolidate the South, and another year will be directly proclaimed emperor, with his troops going north, and the second sharpening stone in the north-the original big business. Three princes Xia Xian, duel.

The "scripts" are all "written".

Xia Ji said, "I know", and the two disciples of the Su family went back. After all, the aristocratic family is full of aura and can live for 300 years. If you breathe for one minute outside, you will lose two minutes of life.

After the Su family disciple left, Xia Ji grasped the letter and thought in the dark.

He confirmed one thing again, it seemed that the family was not fearless.

Otherwise, why go through this process?

Everything is a coincidence.

Is this the way of heaven, or the avenue?

What is Tao?

What is the catastrophe?

What is the epoch defined or influenced?

The world is shrouded in mist.

He sat in his study and lit the candle to drive away the darkness.

I sighed with emotion, "There are a lot of things this year."

First of all, it must be made by the Wu family, and secondly, Ji Xuan will come back, and again, the Hua Miaoyu that the ancestor Lu said should also appear.

The candlelight flickered and the tears of the candle burst slightly

There were footsteps in the wind and snow outside the courtyard,

The little stupid girl came awkwardly holding the mutton soup.

Zhao Yange sat opposite Xia Ji and said, "Teacher, we have dinner."

at this time.

Besides Xia Ji, a second person also received this secret letter.

In the light, a small, exquisite, elegant lady had read the letter and lit it.

There was ashes jumping in her eyes, and she gradually fell into thought.

For a long time, she laughed mockingly.

Dongxue turned mad, she grabbed a pot of spirits, put it to her red lips, and drank it on her back, giving people the feeling that an innocent woman was giving up on herself.

But she did not give up on herself, she was just desperate.

Ru Mengxue gritted her teeth and uttered two words gently: "Aristocratic Family"

Suddenly, the voice of the child yelling "Mom" came from the side hall, as if he was awakened from a nightmare.

That was the child she gave birth to Qing Wang the year before.

A boy named Tang Long.

A girl named Tang Feng.

The look on Ru Mengxue’s face was soft, but she did not enter the house, but instead let the two children cry outside. Sooner or later they need to adapt to a world without their own, so it is better to witness their adaptation by yourself. Isn't it good?

She was sitting in the dark with her fingers flicking on the table. If she was calculating something, she had been ruined by the family a long time ago. She hated the family so much, and the tears were gone, only the blood was left, so her heart felt like water stopped.

"Is only one year left?"

Ru Mengxue muttered to herself calmly. She grabbed another letter. It was from the Wu family. The Wu family knew that she was an important piece of the Su family in the Qingwang incident, but the Wu family and the Su family were not To deal with it, this letter is a "letter of persuasion to surrender", and what I want is that the servant of the Su family "people in Cao Yingxin is in Han", who helped Su family on the face and Wu family secretly.

Ru Mengxue did not burn this letter, but put it in her arms carefully, close to her body, and put it away, her eyes gleaming with a quiet madness in the deep winter.

(End of this chapter)