Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 435 1. Myths in the long river of history (first more)

Nine thousand years of time,

In the vicissitudes of life, things are different, and dynasties change.

Based on the "steam engine reform", the world has completely changed its appearance. Only steam trains can be seen on the rails, and sailing boats have been replaced by steam ships on the ocean.

All kinds of exquisite equipment and weapons came out one after another, and with the passage of time, they developed to a prosperous level. It was an unprecedented civilization.

A civilization where martial arts and machinery coexist.

The martial artist naturally exists, but the Dharma Realm is the limit of everyone, no matter how great the heavenly prodigy, he can't make progress beyond that one hundred feet.

There was also a faintly fascinating genius who perceives that there should be a new world after the Fa state, but no matter how hard you try, you can't get it.

Geniuses, die in depression.

Many of these geniuses had intersections with Xia Ji.

Or teacher, or friend.

However, all they knew was Xia Ji's pseudonym.

And if they are lucky, many of them will see Xia Ji appear again when they are dying, to see them off.

At that time, they would see Xia Ji's appearance that he had never grown old. First they were stunned, then surprised, and finally smiled.

What if the world is free and easy from the world, if you can't ask for longevity?

However, in the history books, almost half of the saints and those who promote history are Xia Ji, and the rest are more or less related to Xia Ji.

He is a legend, a myth, a existence that walks in the shadow of the long river of time and promotes the civilization of the entire world.

And in these times,

The small world of the five great families was finally exhausted, turned into ruins, and could no longer be entered because of no aura supply for a long time.

The disciples of the aristocratic family have long since entered the world instead of the dudes they used to be.

After another thousand years, the aristocratic family has only become a legend, which exists in the minds of a small number of descendants of the aristocratic family, and then it is forgotten.

The gods have also been forgotten.

Like this

Xia Ji was between the red dust, and he didn't know how many things he went through.

Normally speaking, these events will only make people go from excitement to numbness and boredom, and feel that they have seen everything. That is to give birth to a kind of detached, ecstatic, but ridiculously concealed, even Unknowingly, if you are pierced, you will be ashamed and angry.

Slowly, the sense of superiority disappeared, and only indifferent emotions remained.

Looking down on Hong Chen again, there is no happiness, anger, sorrow, no birth, old age, sickness and death, no good and evil.

If a mortal hates good and evil without repaying it, hates the sky too high, hates the Huangquan road far away.

But neither see nor hear nor ask

All mortals are ants, so why look again?

Why ask again?

"Is this the way of heaven?!"

Xia Ji shook his head.

This is heaven, but not him.

Nine thousand years of time has passed, and now it has come to an end.

Xia Ji stepped onto the highest mountain in the world, watching the two winds and snow transform into long dragons, falling down from the sky, passing around her body.

18,000 years ago, when he came, he was a young man sitting in the Scripture Pavilion of the Shen Gong Leng Temple.

Nine thousand years later, he is still such a boy.

After another nine thousand years, has the youth changed?

No.

Returning from a long journey, this heart has never changed.

He is still him.

The stars, mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, everything has changed.

Only he remains unchanged.

Phoo~~~~

Phoo~~~~

The violent wind screamed, Baixue danced wildly, and the world was vast, and behind the thick cumulus cloud, the starry sky was also vast.

Xia Ji closed his eyes.

Everything changes.

Phoo~~~~

When he opened it again, he was no longer on the top of the mountain, but in the sky, among the stars.

In this deep, cold, dark world where no one can see and no one knows,

This chaos has stopped spreading, but it has only turned into a world surrounded by a ball of chaos,

The Samsara Platform stopped running,

The Kuroshio, the sun, and the many forces of heaven have reached a balance,

Infinite stars are like chess pieces one after another,

The universe is a pitch-black chessboard.

Two mysterious and mysterious black shadows sit on both sides of this chessboard, standing on the edge of the universe and the border of the box.

Yoyo's voice sounded in a form that cannot be understood by humans:

"If fellow Taoists fit me, this universe will still have a trace of vitality,

If you don’t realize it, you will enter the next game. After losing, there will be no chance to look back.

This universe can only be destroyed. "

"let's start."

After Xia Ji finished his simple three words, he started to contribute to the second scene.

This is a causal battle between him and heaven, but it is not a war.

Dao warfare is an extremely complicated war of rules, but this war is a war of cause and effect.

Only if all the causes of one side are cut, that one will fail because there is no past.

Tian Dao is now one with him to some extent.

The cause of the two is also one.

The universe began to change.

It was overwhelmed by mystical and infinite power in a natural, unintended change.

That mighty force is as magnificent and majestic as it was at the beginning of the world.

quickly

The universe has entered a state of unthinkable and impossible to understand.

The cause and effect that happened in Dashang has not been completely erased, but it has begun to reverse in a strange way.

Everything in the past completely disappeared and wiped away.

This time, the universe will return to the last point of cause and effect.

That is

The ancient times of Amitabha Buddha was nearly tens of millions of years away from Dashang.

The first virtual robbery has just begun.

That is

The most prosperous time in this universe is when a hundred schools of thought contend and there are countless strong people.

The mysterious mighty force, the extremely special force in the cosmic box impacted and crushed, drowned and reversed.

Finally, it came to an end.

boom! ! !

Xia Ji only felt a roar in his mind.

Then, the feeling of being able to move was restored.

But he did not open his eyes immediately.

But countless pictures flashed in my mind.

These pictures are all like he had spent himself, as they flashed in his mind, and passed scene after scene of feelings to his heart and memory.

That is the process of a boy growing up.

It seems that the boy was originally a prince.

It's just that in this era, there are so many countries, and it's not uncommon for a prince like a boy to be.

Especially, soon after that country was wiped out, it became even more surprising.

Even the enemy country did not hunt them down.

The boy was taken by his sister in advance and fled to a faraway place, settled down again, and lived a normal life.

My sister has learned swordsmanship, and she is a first-class genius in kendo.

in this way

It is a dream for sixteen years.

Sixteen years later

Xia Ji opened his eyes.

He saw a small courtyard shrouded in the setting sun, which was exactly the same as the courtyard he had seen in the memory of Amitabha.

The setting sun was soft, with warm colors and slightly old light, casting the eaves and the shadow of an old tree in front of the courtyard eastward.

As soon as the wind blew, a few dead leaves were rolled down and landed in front of Xia Ji.

Xia Ji raised his head and said softly in his heart:

Is this the ancient age of nearly ten million years ago?

(End of this chapter)