Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 314 34. Nanlu City, Breaking Heaven Gate (first more-6048 words)

One hundred thousand miles and a half of the sky on a cliff.

Xiao Su was wrapped in a fleece cloak, with his hands tucked in his sleeves, looking at the two people making snowmen in the distance.

The wind in winter was very cold, mixed with the moisture in the air, and cut out red cheeks as sharp as a knife.

far away

Dai Meng did not find carrots in the frozen ground, but found a chervil, which is the snowman's long nose.

After doing this, Xia Ji took another hat and put it on the snowman's head.

Mengmeng unwrapped the red scarf and wrapped it around the snowman's neck, then took out the gouache from nowhere and began to paint the snowman blush.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Is this a female snowman?"

Mengmeng said: "I am a woman, and naturally make a female snowman."

With that, she took out the rouge and dyed the snowman's lips.

She was very serious,

Xia Ji was also helping with the repair.

Both of them didn't use any extraordinary power, otherwise, let alone build a snowman, even if it gathers the snow from this side to build a snow demon the size of a mountain, it won't take so long.

But what can be done with just a few fingers, the two of them are doing it with both hands personally, not only that, but also enjoy it.

Xia Ji watched the snow, made a snowman, and inadvertently gained another skill pearl.

This is what he obtained with the help of the refined Taoism.

He didn't know how to obtain it, because this was the rule of Taoism itself.

These two strands of Taoism are like two seeds. Maybe Xia Ji can use incense or other things to water them, but what kind of flowers and fruits the seeds produce, why do they bloom like this? General fruit, not the other? He couldn't really understand it.

Because Taoism is a thing that is the transformation of Tao. Although it is only a trace, it is also a mystery.

Available, but unknown.

This is like ancient wood drilling for fire, knowing that drilling can make a fire, but I don’t know that this is because of friction and heating, and it is also because of the different burning point of wood. If you understand more deeply, it is because of the conservation of energy. It's gradually pushed up to an unknowable level.

At this time, he harvested a crimson skill bead: the glacier of the world.

In short, this sutra can cultivate extremely deep cold zhenqi, and then use these ice zhenqi to seal all meridians, and the whole person enters a state of death.

After a few minutes or a few hours, these deliberately frozen qi will break directly, and the compressed qi will flow back into the body like an avalanche.

Not only can improve the skill,

It can even turn gas into ice, so that the hot summer can also be filled with snow, and the earth can be frozen. If you have enough power, you can even create a glacier image out of thin air, covering the earth, rolling east, and the mystery is endless.

If this profound art is put outside, it is basically a divine method that the world is fighting for.

But as far as Xia Ji was concerned, it was nothing more than the skill of building a snowman.

He got it.

It was digested.

I forgot.

This "Glacier Covering the World" has also turned into one of his many dharma aspects, and many dharma aspects have achieved that two strange, seemingly different yin and yang grinding wheels.

As the tide rises, the power that his "Tian Xian" can exert becomes stronger.

And this is just his daily routine.

Maybe today I said goodbye to Mengmeng, so I learned a lot, and then I have the crimson skill beads, but usually they are mostly light red and red.

He is just in a way that no one else can figure out, he can't understand, and even grows crazy at a rate that "ordinary people get great opportunities" every day.

This becoming stronger is not a realm becoming stronger, but strength.

So-called realm

Applicable, but it is 99.999% of ordinary people.

No matter how slow the snowman was piled up, it was piled up.

Dai Meng looked at the snowman in a daze.

She seemed to remember this scene in her heart.

Because she knew that this scene would never happen again.

If she lives for five hundred years, then she will not live for five hundred years.

If you live fifty thousand, five hundred thousand, five million, fifty million, then you might never have one.

No one would accompany her to make a snowman like this.

She raised her head and stretched out her hand to push Xia Ji: "Teacher, you go, I stay here, and you want to leave, then naturally I am here to see you off."

Having said that, she suddenly remembered something, and took out a dark, matte bead from her arms.

This bead is not made of gold, wood, stone, or any material. Some are like flesh and blood, and some are like rivers.

Dai Meng handed the beads to Xia Ji: "For the teacher."

Xia Ji pushed the beads back, "This is something on your body, I can't take it."

"teacher!"

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Xia Ji turned around, walked to Xiaosu, and pulled up Xiaosu.

He was about to leave when Dai Meng's voice came from behind.

"Teacher, never easily write your name on the urn you found in the sect."

"Mengmeng, never forget the kindness taught to you by your teacher."

After all, a cold wind swept the snow dragon across the cliff.

When I looked again, the two people who looked like a teenager and a girl headed towards the boundless sky.

Dai Meng stood in place, her figure suddenly began to twist and change, and her snow-white skin became dark and dull, like an abyss of black membranes.

When he stretched his right hand, it turned into a giant black-film longbow with ink flowing down. The bones were the bow and the black pool was the bowstring.

With a move of his left hand, it became a terrifying black-film giant claw. In the palm of that giant claw, there is a flowing quiet black pool, and countless people who have shrunk their faces are looking up and screaming silently at the sky.

Her feet turned into long black membrane legs made up of many corpses.

Her figure is also beginning to rise, reaching nine feet tall, and her whole person is like a ghost in a nightmare that can't be dreamed of by imagination, overlooking the world.

And the power radiated from his body surpassed the thirteen realms known to mankind, and reached an unimaginable point.

However, her face remained the same as a human, with long hair flying, and her deep eyes kept watching the young man who was no longer visible, and she leaned forward slightly.

"Goodbye, my teacher."

Xia Ji and Xiao Su are going to Weizhou, the mainland east of Yunzhou, to find Zhao Laosan, who had rescued Xiao Su in the Alligator Mountain Fishing Village, to find out the cause of Xiao Su's injury and amnesia, and to expand their understanding of the world today.

But now, between the mainland and the mainland, except for some desperadoes, there is no contact at all.

Over the years, Xia Ji has discovered that there is a major slave-trading force in southern Yunzhou called Potianmen.

The name is domineering, but in fact it is just because Yunzhou Weizhou is called Tianmenhai by the ocean, so it is called Potianmen.

This Potianmen has a secret route, which can travel between the two continents relatively safely. Xiaosu also followed this slave trader's ship to Yunzhou.

At this moment, he took Xiao Su and was heading towards the broken sky gate.

Maybe it was because of the cuteness on his body, or because of Xia Ji's own good karma, he still didn't encounter Jie Yao's stop and kill along the way.

After entering the south, the weather became worse.

A few days later.

The heavy snow stopped for a while and the sun was shining.

Xia Ji silently estimated that he had already reached the area where the Potianmen was located, but the power of the Potianmen was extremely secretive. Of course, it was impossible to say that it was marked on the map, and you just need to go directly.

The north and south are separated, and the intelligence traffickers who inquired about the news just made it clear that they were in this area.

This is a cramped, greasy, and noisy mortal city.

City name: Nanlu City.

There are many pickpockets here, and the gloomy alley is a place where darkness breeds outside the law.

Correspondingly, these chaotic places also have unimaginable luxury.

Xia Ji didn't go to the slums or the most luxurious places, but took Xiao Su to find an inn in a relatively clean and quiet area.

When the boss asked whether he wanted one or two wing rooms, Xia Ji asked for one.

The shopkeeper looked at Xiao Su's pretty and pleasant, but stupefied and boneless appearance, and revealed that all men know how to laugh, and then the business proficiently asked Xia Ji whether he needed to arrange some fun-filling packages, just Three thousand taels of silver is enough.

Xia Ji returned directly.

The boss was stunned, because in this area, no matter what kind of knight you are, monk, as long as one is not careful, you can get along, and then become a four-legged Aries under the blanket of others in the groggy.

If it is a warrior, it will cry bitterly afterwards, and it will not help.

And if it is a monk, these male and female monks usually have some means and backgrounds, but these monks don't know the power and strength behind Nanlu City, it is through the sky.

After some tossing, those monks could only accept the reality helplessly.

Although the fun package is expensive, it is real and includes the "protection fee."

In other words, the woman or man you brought, toss about whatever you want, as long as you don't kill them, they will be sheltered after paying the protection fee.

When the shopkeeper saw that he shouldn't, he guessed that this might be a newcomer.

He just shouted: "Young man, don't look at these three thousand taels of silver, but this is a 30-day meal and 30-day security. It is not expensive at all."

Xia Ji turned sideways, released a little powerful aura, and suddenly asked, "Do you know where the Breaching Heaven Gate is?"

The shopkeeper said: "What breaks the heaven?"

Xia Ji didn't ask any more, his goal had been achieved, so he took Xiao Su upstairs.

He just went upstairs, the shopkeeper's expression became cold, thinking about it, he only felt that this young man was really extraordinary, and he should be the best among the monks in all likelihood.

Then such a character asks Potianmen, and naturally those who are not good will not come, so he knew from the bottom of his heart.

late at night.

He fed this information back through secret channels.

the next morning.

Xia Ji slightly opened the window of the wing.

There are few pedestrians in the street, except for some drunk and unwake-up homeless people who are washing the blood on the ground, it is the sparse dusty snow with sunlight.

Snow is flying all over the sky.

Xiao Su opened her eyes, and her long hair became soft and yellowish again, dry and split, and some even became tangled and spread out on the pillow.

She tilted her head and looked into the young man in front of the window.

She hesitated and asked: "Did you sleep on the table last night?"

Xia Ji didn't answer. She sat on the side of the bed and looked at her weak face, with worry in her eyes.

It seemed that Xiao Su's injury could not be recovered over time, but actually worsened over time.

It stands to reason that the injuries should be raised, but why did she get worse after raising her?

It was okay, but now it's weak.

And her injuries are getting worse

Xia Ji also checked that Xiao Su's body was all normal, and his recovery was extremely strong, without any hindrance.

What is the reason for this?

Xiao Su saw his worried look on his face and suddenly said: "Do you like me?"

Xia Jidao: "Yes."

He hugged his sister warmly and gently stroked her long hair.

Xiao Su sighed slightly, closed his eyes and let the boy in front of him hold him.

She was so tired and tired, she felt that she was not far from death. The memory in her mind was like a world exploded, shattering countless fragments. These fragments fell from the sky, like mud, and wanted to bury her alive.

She felt unable to breathe, but now she felt more comfortable and relieved.

She also reached out and hugged the boy in front of her, just as a drowning man grabbed the straw.

Xia Ji saw that she was going to sleep again, so she gently lifted her left hand from the waist up until she was resting her head, and then carefully put her down as a priceless treasure.

Xiao Su's breathing gradually became even, and she fell asleep again.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the wing.

"Guest, the white porridge is here."

Xia Ji smiled.

The people he was waiting for came.

So he opened the door.

Sure enough, standing outside the door was a cautious Xiao Er, and two people wearing black clothes with blood and exuding a terrible aura.

Xiao Er instinctively kept a distance from the two, his legs shaking uncontrollably, like a herbivore following two terrifying wild beasts.

And in the empty aisle of the inn this morning, there was still a slight drumming in the dim light.

I listened carefully, but it came from the two people. It was the sound of blood slapped on the skin from within, a realm that mortals need to look up to.

When the two saw Xia Ji, one stared at him coldly, like a dead person.

The other person grinned with a grinning and evil smile. While he was smiling, he looked into the room as if he wanted to see some "beautiful" scene, so that he could enjoy it later. .

Xia Ji took the tray from his childhood secondhand, took the porridge and thanked him, then waved to signal the two to come in together.

There were cats and mice on the faces of the two men, but they were not in a hurry to make a move, but wanted to see what the boy was going to do.

They may not be considered strong among the monks, but the forces behind them have given them great confidence, making them feel that it has become part of their strength.

Xia Ji put down the porridge, walked to the window, opened the window, and said calmly, "Look."

The two of them were aroused a little curiosity, and they hummed coldly, but they still walked over.

Xia Ji pointed to the sky at this time and asked, "How do you feel?"

One person said: "It's only snowy, the snow is not big yet."

Another person laughed strangely: "Which school does Fellow Daoist belong to? What do you do to find Po Tianmen?"

Xia Ji asked: "May the sky change?"

One person raised his hand at will, and immediately, the blizzard covering the sky about more than a thousand meters in this direction was frozen, as if it was blocked by the pressure of heaven and earth.

This person held it for a while, then stopped, took a deep breath, and said with satisfaction: "Of course it can be changed. Daoists should explain it honestly. What are they doing here?"

Xia Ji didn't answer.

He raised his hand to the sky and said lightly: "The snow is so big."

Seeing that he didn't answer, but said something inexplicable, the person next to him couldn't help but laugh.

"Where is the snow big? Fellow Taoist eyes seem to be"

But he hasn't finished speaking.

The sky has changed.

Suddenly, dozens of miles of wind and snow broke out on the earth, and the original little snow suddenly became a blizzard, and the violent wind moved like a tornado with great power hidden in the sky.

Drive the endless white into a whirlpool, spinning in the sky.

The two felt the terrifying power in the snow, and their brains were blank.

Xia Ji said: "There are people on the snow."

After spitting out four words, the world outside the window changed again.

On the sky as straight as a vast ocean of snow, the raging waves rolled and the dragons danced wildly, weaving into a very tall young man sitting in the clouds with a fuzzy face.

And the entire Nanlu City has fallen into horror and horror.

This

This is not the power of the monk at all.

But I don’t know what level it is.

The two people in the wing hadn't turned their consciousness, but their bodies were already shaking instinctively.

Although they are monks, they have broken through the divine power realm, and perhaps also reached the karma realm, but facing Xia Ji, they were actually awakened from the fear of "small creatures facing the top creatures of the food chain".

Xia Ji looked at the two of them, hearing their teeth were already shaking, and said gently: "Don't be afraid."

With a sound, the two felt the soft breeze on their faces and their bodies suddenly became warm.

It's just that, at this moment, the unprecedented scene of doomsday outside the window,

The sound of wanton ramming,

Sitting high in the clouds, like a **** in the snow,

Makes it hard for them to suppress the feeling of heart palpitations,

My heart just warmed up a little, and it was immediately frightened as if being clenched by a big hand.

So that the heart's veins, arteries, vagus nerve and other organs were frozen.

The two of them are like animals, performing the instinct of "being stunned when encountering great danger", looking up at this window stiffly, their faces are distorted, no longer the pride, evil and hideousness of the original, but showing depression and suffocation. pain of.

Xia Ji whispered: "The snow has stopped."

He spit out these three words.

Blew away the wind and snow in these dozens of miles.

The gods of Yunshan also disappeared with the smoke.

The sky is like a child's play, with heavy snow in the first moment, and snowflakes in the second moment, but it is still gloomy.

Xia Ji said again: "The sun is out."

The five words spit out the iron gray cloud.

After the clouds, the winter sun suddenly rises.

Cangyun dyed gold.

The sun shone on the earth.

Not to mention Nanlu City. At this time, anyone who saw this scene, whether mortal or monk, had already knelt down.

Kneeling in this warm light, I just feel like I am in a dream, I can't imagine it, I can't believe it.

The two people in the wing naturally also knelt down,

Their reason and will have long collapsed in front of this vast force, and their blood-rimmed black robe crawls in the dust of the wing.

Xia Ji looked past them and fell on the rice porridge on the small round table in the center.

It was cold in winter, and the heat of the porridge had dissipated. He hurriedly served the rice porridge and sat down on the bed.

Xiao Su was awakened by the movement just now, and he opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xia Ji said, "The porridge is almost cold."

"Oh."

Xia Ji helped her get up, and then sipped her to her feet.

Xiao Su asked as he ate, "It seemed to be noisy outside just now, what happened?"

Xia Ji said, "It's nothing, it's just that the weather is fickle, which is surprising."

"Oh."

Xiao Su's brain was like a paste, and it was so foolish. After eating the porridge obediently, she lay down on the bed, leaned inward, and fell asleep again.

Xia Ji looked at the two.

The two of them had already squatted on the ground and dared not move at all.

Xia Ji whispered, "I need a boat to cross the Tianmen Sea and go to Weizhou."

"Similar"

"Ming Ming Ming Ming Ming"

The two were too horrified to speak.

Xia Jidao: "How long does it take for your process to be reported? Is three days enough?"

"Dogs"

"Not three days, two days, we will report immediately."

Xia Ji said: "Let's go."

The two of them hurriedly crawled out like a pardon.

After climbing halfway, Xia Ji suddenly asked, "Does anyone above you think I am not strong enough, or think I have some adventure, and then want to seize the opportunity?"

The two froze, they didn't even know the thoughts above.

Xia Ji said: "Tell them, I don't want to make a move."

"Yes"

That night.

In the dark.

Break the door.

"This morning's strange scene of heaven and earth, was it caused by a cultivator? Or did you speak the law? What kind of practice is this?"

"There is a gentleman in the north, preaching to the world, the exercise is called "Tian Xian", this "Tian Xian" is to use the power of supernatural powers to achieve the effect of utterance, and the stronger the user, this practice The more you can play.

Ghost, when he created such a vision, did he use any additional magic weapon, or how much power do you guess he used? "

"Enlighten the Sect Master

I still see clearly, he has no use.

As for how much force he used, I just think that when he said those words, it was just like ordinary people chatting, just spit out those words casually.

As a result, he said that the snow was too heavy, and the snow became bigger. He said that there were people on the snow, and the top of the snow was condensed. He said that the snow stopped, and the snow stopped.

In short, I feel very relaxed. "

"What happened?"

A pensive man on the side gently pinched his beard, and suddenly said with a strange smile: "The master, I thought he could cause this scene, but if he didn't consume it, it shouldn't be.

He must have heard my reputation for breaking the sky and wanted to cross the sea, but he knew that the forces behind my breaking sky were connected to the sky in the south, so he was predominant.

This is really a good calculation. Is it true that everyone else is a fool? "

The doorkeeper glanced at the man and said, "Then what do you want?"

The man snorted and arched his hands towards the sky: "I don't have the final say, nor the master of the sect, but I need to ask the adult above.

And such a person, but he is bound to have incredible opportunities and adventures. If he misses it, the adult will punish us severely.

What's more, that adult is an invincible person, how can he be afraid of such a person?

In our south, the dragon has to hide when it comes, and the tiger has to lie down when it comes. "

The messenger said Xia Jihou's sentence again.

The sect master was cautious, but the other person laughed loudly: "Don't want to make a move? Don't want to make a move? Tsk tusk, it's not he who has the final say."

(End of this chapter)