172. The regent of the Great Wei, the furnace Ding will return (big chapter)

Xia Ji, with three entourages, plus Wisdom Elder Wang Ha, set off from Blue Sky City.

When we arrived at the royal capital, the end of autumn had passed and the sky was snowing.

King Wei, as agreed before, has been waiting for this young man who will dominate Wei for at least ten years in the future.

He has always been very accurate in seeing people.

This young man is a good boy, and he has the support of Tongxuan behind him.

He had observed the child for a long time, and he believed in the innocence of thought.

At this time, he lost all five sons, and he didn't want to leave the next family, so he could only choose to let his children be the regent.

And it doesn't sound strange that the Holy Gate and the Holy Son are the regents, doesn't it?

This kid was able to promise him, but he was already delaying his own cultivation.

King Wei felt guilty.

In the unspeakably expensive dormitory.

This King of Wei, who is at most a lord of the mean, retreated from everyone, and then grabbed Xia Ji's hand tightly, and was on the verge of dying, and his face was full of red light: "After that, the West Palace will be handed over to the regent to move in, and everything in it will be owned by the regent, which can be regarded as my compensation to you." ”

There are countless concubines in the West Palace, and although King Wei seems to be young and strong, he is actually more than eighty years old, and he can only maintain his youthful appearance by relying on panacea.

This is normal, after all, Si Wuxian was already ninety-one years old when he died.

But as an emperor, his thirst for women is almost perverted, and this King of Wei will draft girls into the palace every once in a while, but he is not favored, so he is placed in the West Palace as a collection.

Now it's all given to Xia Ji.

"I, Wei Yan, are fighting, but in fact, they are just fighting in the Northern Regions, and among the three countries in the Northern Regions, the Zhao State is extremely strong, and this Zhao State does not have diplomatic relations with our two countries...

All he asked for was that he didn't want the bandits from the north to harass their rear. ”

Xia Ji's expression remained unchanged, he already knew that this world was extremely vast.

Subsequently, King Wei explained a lot of things piecemeal, and then tiredly asked Xia Ji to prepare for the ceremony.

After that, the three dukes and the door owners of the major valves lined up one by one, and the king of Wei talked alone.

After completing the orphanage.

King Wei put on the dragon robe again, and then cooperated with Xia Ji to complete the regent ceremony, and then closed his eyes when he lay down again.

His wish has been granted.

The death of an emperor and the death of a commoner do not seem to be much different, and everything is in vain.

The whole country mourns.

In the heavy snow.

Xia Ji came to the West Palace, and the concubines and show girls were waiting for the regent with complicated emotions.

There is some shame, and some expectation.

But nothing happened.

Xia Ji gave everyone a lot of silver and let them all go out of the palace, as for those who didn't want to leave, they could still stay, but Xia Ji directly planted a life and death for them.

Standing at the top of the palace wall, the snow fell like a sea, the cicada stepped on the cold black stone stairs, hurriedly came with a letter, stood five steps away from Xia Ji, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Lord, there is a strange letter that says it is for you. ”

Xia Ji took it and opened it casually, there was no word on the letter, just a picture.

This painting can be described as a soul painting.

You can vaguely distinguish a man and a woman walking on the flower path, and the clouds above their heads show the posture of a dragon and a phoenix.

Xia Ji smiled.

Without him, this soul painter is too speechless, it is simply a sand sculpture painting.

The cicada was very curious, there were not many things that could make the Lord laugh like this, at least she hadn't seen it.

But Xia Ji had already put away the piece of paper, put it in his arms, and then beckoned: "Chilling, let me see how your Baiyi is practicing." ”

The short-haired girl said solemnly: "Lord, the cicada has offended." ”

Xia Ji stayed away from the palace wall and took a few steps back.

The cicada fought far away, and his right hand flicked the long knife obliquely behind him, making the knife and the body cross, and then burst into a shout, the knife came out, and the snowflakes stopped.

But Xia Ji only stretched out two fingers of his right hand.

Block, poke, rack, stab.

The sound of impact is endless, and the cicada is like a lioness, trying her best to integrate a hundred forms, this move can be described as extremely exquisite.

But the regent only closed his eyes, his body did not move, and his two fingers blocked all her attacks.

Under the heavy snow.

The girl slashes wildly.

The regent stands like an island, and the python robe flies.

Outside the palace walls were the guards who were still on duty with swords, and on a leading bridge were the concubines who had just left.

The red umbrella and green umbrella are like a boat floating in the sea of snow.

After a thousand boats, the West Palace became more and more deserted.

...

Three days later.

The hundred and ten palaces in the West Palace are already empty.

After Xia Ji finished his affairs, he lay on the top of the highest palace in the West Palace, with the best and most expensive wine placed on the glazed tiles.

The Northland has entered the time when the mountains are covered by heavy snow, so there is hardly much time for the sky to clear.

At this time, it is still white and majestic.

The regent in the robes of the Nine Pythons leaned leisurely on the black spine of the temple with his legs crossed, and if there was an invisible air shield around him, the snow would automatically slide away from three feet away.

Xia Ji held a book in his hand.

This book is one of the most precious books in the collection of King Wei: the remarks edition of "Notes on the Grass Hall".

There are many strange stories recorded on it, as well as notes on the almost crazy graffiti of Kii in his old age.

Those remarks are more and more urgent.,At first, it's still a stroke by stroke.,Quite a lot of people's bones.,After ten pages, I began to write hastily.,After another twenty pages.,It's just a ghost drawing.,After thirty pages,Ji Jing seems to be writing while running for his life.,There's no glyph anymore.,It's all up to guess.。

Most of the locations of the story are on the border with Wei or in small towns in the countryside, and some are in the north, Xia Ji closed his eyes and went through the names of various places in his mind, and strung them into a line on the map.

These lines unexpectedly appeared as a circle towards the royal capital!

It was exactly what he knew.

"It's really a disaster. ”

Xia Ji sighed softly and took a sip of wine.

This "Notes on the Grass Hall" is simply a collection of curses and grudges to kill people, which can be said to have opened Xia Ji's eyes, but it is a pity that such a book is at most regarded as a strange reading book everywhere, and not too many people pay attention to it.

The information in the notes is very precious, and in a few words, it describes Kii's discovery.

Natsuji was almost sure that Kii must have been to "their world", but he escaped again, and was finally brutally tortured.

...

It didn't take long.

The fetus in Concubine Hua's womb was born.

It's an extremely ugly deformity.

Concubine Hua almost collapsed in fright.

The concubine of the former emperor was completely owned by the six gods, and hurriedly pulled the regent to discuss.

Xia Ji's gaze swept over the fetus, the head was huge, the eyes were sunken, and he didn't cry or make trouble, and what was even more strange was that the tail vertebrae protruded out of the body, it seemed to be a small tail, and there were actually some fish scales on the body.

It's just an alien.

Xia Ji frowned, waved his hand, and expelled the midwife, maid and others who had already been frightened to the courtyard, and then asked the cold cicada to guard the main gate, and no one was allowed to enter or leave without information.

After doing a good job of "information isolation", Xia Ji sat on the bed, and in his eyes, this gorgeous concubine was now disheveled, and his eyes were full of fear.

Concubine Hua looked at the regent, swept the monster fetus in the swaddling clothes, and suddenly spoke: "Lord Wang, or... Either we change babies and just kill all these insiders, and that's it. ”

Concubine Hua's voice trembled, "This kid can't be the emperor at all, if he is pushed onto the dragon chair, everyone in the world will regard him as a monster, and no one will recognize him, this is really killing him and ruining him."

Now we just have to hide him quietly, and then find another baby to raise to become an emperor...

God knows this, you know and I know, and no third person knows!"

Concubine Hua is worthy of being a concubine who has ascended through the palace fight, and she sorted out her thoughts in an instant and gave countermeasures.

Xia Ji didn't have a better way, "Raise it for three months first, and then see the situation, maybe it's just some strange disease?"

Let's say, the regent turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he paused, as if he sensed something, bent down, and under Concubine Hua's strange gaze, took out a black stone from under the bed.

The stone seemed ordinary, but it was extremely unusual to appear under Concubine Hua's bed.

Both eyes were fixed on the stone.

For a moment, the air was a little quiet.

Concubine Hua trembled and said, "Who wants to harm me?"

Xia Ji shook his head, it was difficult to guess, but a stone affected the fetus, which should have been put down a long time ago, so the scope was extremely wide.

He walked out of the harem, returned to the study where the regent was, sorted out his thoughts, and wrote the word "Gongjiu" on the paper, and then the word "curse".

Gong Jiu is carrying out the will of the curse, and he informs himself that he is going to destroy the Wei State, which means that the curse wants to destroy the Wei State.

However, because of the coverage of the dragon qi, the curse cannot be done by himself, so he can only let the humans destroy the human beings, and after the dragon qi is eliminated, they can invade.

So, he wrote the word "dragon qi" on the paper again.

Staring at these three words, he added the word "Tongxuan" again.

If you pass through the Xuan, you can attack the curse, and whether it is the end of the world, the holy icon, or other mysterious exercises, you can search and cultivate.

Outside the window, there were heavy shadows of snow, and the young man was holding a lonely lamp, and on his side was a recital that had been approved.

Then he pondered for a long time before he wrote down the three words "cutting love silk".

"Cutting love silk, this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, there is no definition standard at all, if it is as simple as cutting off the seven emotions and six desires, then there must be many people who have reached the mystery, right?

But in fact, the number of people is very small.

I also asked the Heavenly King, Wisdom, when they found that they could not advance to Tongxuan, they found that there was a flaw in their hearts that could not be bridged, that is, the demons in their hearts. ”

Xia Ji's fingers tapped on the table: "Cutting the silk of love should be a means, not a necessary process, otherwise there will be no ruthless dao, affectionate dao."

Why? Because the heart of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm is surging, all emotional factors will be expanded several times, and among all kinds of feelings, the most difficult thing is the love between men and women.

Therefore, using the love of men and women to put one's state of mind in a state full of flaws, and then slowly cleaning it up, and if it is successful, it means that the flaws in the bottom of the heart can be completely eliminated, and if it fails, you can only give up and go to Tianyuan. ”

He had fought with Tian Yuan and Tong Xuan, so his feelings were naturally much deeper than others.

Then the problem comes back to the demons. Is it true that the complete elimination of the demons in the heart is equivalent to being ready to be promoted to Tongxuan?"

Thinking of this, he felt a little lacking in ideas.

directly took out a puppet snail given by Gongsun Ji.

Then he wrote a note and brought it to the snail's mouth.

The note reads, "Need: How to promote to Tongxuan?Cost: Shelter one person in the secret realm." ”

Squeak squeak...

The snail opened its mouth, and Xia Ji stuffed the note directly into it.

It didn't take long.

In a distant palace, a line of words appeared on the back of a snail, which was exactly what Xia Ji had written.

It was not Gongsun Ji who saw the information, but one of his female partners named Bao Yueya.

After reading it, this Bao Yueya began to communicate with Gongsun through the communication puppet.

She doesn't have much work on weekdays, because the headquarters of the Giant Ink Palace will only respond in a timely manner to extremely important partners.

Xia Ji was also promoted to this rank because of the relationship between the unknown mysterious ancient secret realm black giant.

Gongsun Ji was naturally very happy when he heard the news, although the question of "how to promote Tongxuan" involved a lot of information, but compared to the Tongxuan of the Ancient Secret Realm who was willing to shelter one person, it was also an equivalent exchange.

Knowing how to promote to Tongxuan does not mean that you can do it.

He didn't know anything yet, but he could only go to Tianyuan.

And the reason why Xia Ji asked this question, Gongsun Ji thought that the cultivation method of the Ancient Secret Realm Tongxuan was too weird, and it was not suitable for the cultivation of people with the current physique at all, so he came to ask.

Otherwise, that Xia Ji will directly follow the black giant-like Tongxuan cultivation method in the ancient secret realm, and it will not be done.

So, he replied directly "agreed".

The crescent moon began to jump up and down at the headquarters of the Giant Ink Palace to take the information, and after taking a lot of manuscripts, the key pages were extracted, and then it would be compiled and bound into a thin booklet.

Another message was sent through the puppet snail: "Address?"

Xia Ji thought it was amazing, there was no network at all in this other world, how did this happen?

So he wrote "The Great Wei Palace, the Regent's Study".

In the Giant Ink Palace, Bao Yueya received the message, took out a puppet eagle, put a thin booklet on the question of 'how to promote Tongxuan' into the puppet eagle's belly, and then passed it out, and at the same time replied again through the snail: "It is expected to arrive at midnight in seven days, please pay attention to checking".

Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

The Giant Ink Palace is really of great help.

Now I only need to wait seven days to summarize the information of this institution with my own guesses, and maybe I can start to work on the promotion.

I can't wait to be promoted to Tongxuan.

...

A small town near a barren mountain.

The petite girl wrapped in a red cotton jacket heard that there were special mutton buns on the street, so she specially came from the mountains and walked through the snow to buy them, and for this reason, she also exchanged a mother-in-law's ancient jade at the pawnshop and exchanged some gold beans.

These days, her martial arts are also improving by leaps and bounds every day.

Although her mother-in-law taught her well, she was really talented in the end.

Walking through the street, I looked out and saw a long queue in front of a steamed bun shop.

Ning Mengzhen's eyes lit up, this is it.

She hurried to the line.

When you are in line, there are many topics to talk about.

The little furnace pricked up his ears and listened secretly.

However, this winter, no matter who is still in the territory of Great Wei, they can't avoid a major event.

The king of Wei died, and the original holy son became the regent and entered the palace.

Ning Meng was really stupid when he heard it, and then he patted the shoulder of the person next to him and asked, "Which Holy Son?"

The man wanted to get angry, but he saw that it was a cute little girl, so he said: "Of course, it was the Great Wei Sword King who was famous on the border back then, but this Sword King has changed and has become my Great Wei Regent." ”

Ning Meng was really dumbfounded, with tears in her eyes.

What! The Imperial Palace?!

Old... The old lady hasn't had a good day yet.

No, I have to go to the palace, and the palace is full of glory and wealth.

No, no, no, I don't care about any glory and wealth, I just want to be in the summer.

Thinking of this, her eyes flashed, and she couldn't wait to set off for the royal capital immediately.

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