Xia Ji had an epiphany this time, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

Perhaps because he fulfilled his long-cherished wish, he actually had three epiphanies in a row.

According to the previous law, three more times, he can comprehend the third true meaning.

Meantime...

Xia Ji began to think about the power of this world.

"The Xuan Qi born of heaven and earth.

The true meaning of hearing the word.

The random blood awakening brought about by the breakthrough of the human limit.

As I delved deeper, I became more and more aware of their essence.

Xuanqi is based on the power of heaven and earth, Xuanfa, but it is strange, is the special Xuanqi hidden in Xuanfa really between heaven and earth?

The source of the truth... It's not so much heaven and earth as some unknown existence.

As for the blood awakening, it is completely his own. ”

Xia Ji's eyes reflected the drunken capital, and his thoughts continued.

"Whether it's Xuan Qi or True Meaning, it's all borrowing a certain source of power...

And breaking through the limits of human beings, the random blood awakening brought about is his true power.

If this force continues to advance, one day... Will I also be a source of power?

Those burning ancient Buddhas... Are the filthy shadows, and the weird women, all the real powers?

One day, if I am like this, will I be behind others?

But in what image?"

He was the only one standing alone in the empty streets of Xudu, bathed in the crimson gaze of a line on the horizon.

I don't know how long I stood like this.

Xia Ji finally took the first step.

The blood-red executioner appeared in front of the regent, and he was speechless.

Damn, aren't you a wise teacher?

Why is it so ferocious to kill head-on?

However, the executioner did not show these feelings on his face, he just asked: "Mentor, your feud with the clown is over, so... Can you choose?"

Xia Ji said: "Are you asking, or are you asking?"

The executioner smiled softly, and the executioner laughed twice: "We." ”

Xia Ji suddenly felt countless peeps.

The yang world, or the underworld, one day, you need to stand at the intersection of this fate and make a choice.

It is impossible for people to step on two boats.

"Ten years, it takes me ten years to make a decision. ”

The executioner closed his eyes and seemed to be communicating.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said, "Give you twenty years, but when the twenty years are up, you have to choose." ”

Xia Ji was a little curious.

He thought that the other party would shorten the time, but he didn't expect to double it.

What does that mean?

Could it be that the other party thinks that in ten years, he will definitely not choose the underworld.

But in twenty years, you will choose?

Or do these great curses think that something special will happen ten years from now, twenty years ago?

Through the hexagrams, Xia Ji knew that there was a Skynet.

Everything is traceable.

Xia Ji nodded, said "Okay", and then asked, "What about Xiao Ning?"

The executioner smiled and said, "You have been standing here for a month, Xiao Ning was stimulated and went to retreat and practice." ”

Xia Ji suddenly asked, "Can she go to Tongxuan?"

The executioner said, "Yes, my apprentice, even if I drag her, I will drag her to Tongxuan." ”

"Then I'll take my leave. ”

"Let's go. ”

The executioner did not hold back.

The trip to the capital was originally an opportunity for Xia Ji to return with Xiao Ning and then face off with Gong Jiu.

It was an unplanned visit.

The white tiger's palm poked out from the ground, enveloping Xia Ji in it, and quickly hid it underground, speeding away in the direction of the Wei Kingdom.

Humans had no idea that such a terrifying monster was hidden in the depths of the earth.

In a short trip.

Xia Ji was silent, and the white tiger was silent.

It was only halfway through the journey that Xia Ji suddenly asked, "The clown is not dead, is he?"

The white tiger was stunned for a moment, hesitated slightly, but responded softly for a long time, "Hmm".

Then, a man and a ghost fell into a deathly silence again.

...

When Xia Ji rushed back to the palace.

Heavy snowfall.

The flat color of the snow reflects the light during the day.

The main hall of the Upper Dynasty is connected to a large square.

White marble pillars, stone lions, and ridge-like stairs are covered with snow.

The voice of ministers discussing state affairs was heard in the court, Xia Ji's vision was excellent, and when he looked from afar, he saw a person sitting on the dragon chair in the main hall of the main hall.

That person is also wearing a python suit that is the same as himself, and his face is almost the same as himself?!

Xia Ji narrowed his eyes, and he didn't rush over, he didn't want to create chaos.

He made a slight identification and determined that this person could never be Miyahisa, because he was too weak.

The snow fell, and it was blocked by the invisible air shield, and slowly slid away.

Closing his eyes, adjusting the breath in his body, he continued to think about the gains of the battle with Miyahisa.

"Daredevil's resurgence seems good...

The original recovery may have taken a long time, but after being sublimated by his own dragon qi, there has been a qualitative leap, but it is not enough...

What can be done to make this recovery more efficient?"

Snowflakes in my eyes.

"The Blood Boiling Demon Skill has two special effects: blood ignition and blood activation... And blood activation has been shown to accelerate the formation of holy bones if... If I use this blood activation and flesh resuscitation together, will it produce better results?

Each of these mystic skills seems to be a small independent system, which is really interesting.

And it's not a record of the exercises at all, but something strange.

I really don't know how this mystic skill came about. ”

When you think of it, you do it.

Xia Ji cut off one of his fingers at will, driving the blood to activate, the flesh and blood to recover, and the blood mist to transpirate, forming a blood bridge between the broken fingers, and forming a connection between the broken fingers.

Smack...

The fingers are fitted and the breaks disappear.

Xia Ji thought for a moment, "It's faster, but it's still not enough, maybe you need to improve your realm to find the answer?"

He obviously didn't know that the group of Tongxuan in the original Xushan Hall would take several late nights to recover in the case of a broken arm, and then it would take time to recuperate and regain their strength.

The extent to which his severed limbs were quickly reunited was already exaggerated.

Time flies.

The early dynasty ended.

The courtiers held umbrellas and stepped on the snow and left one by one.

Eunuch Ouchi also left.

The existence with the appearance of Xia Ji seemed to feel something, drove away all the guards and palace maids, and then waited in the dimly lit empty hall.

Xia Ji stepped out and entered the palace, and the door was automatically closed by the air current.

The regent got straight to the point and asked, "Who are you?"

The man in the dragon chair smiled eeriely.

Xia Ji squinted, suddenly raised his hand, and his two fingers flashed with holy platinum brilliance, wiping it in front of his eyes.

The world became clear, and all illusions were shattered.

The man on the dragon chair had changed his appearance, and he had become a man with a panicked face and a somewhat long face.

"It's an illusion?!Come on, explain it clearly. ”

Xia Ji took a step forward to catch him.

However, this step has been temporarily halted.

For behind the long-faced man's dragon chair suddenly poked out a pitch-black horse's head, with a fierce mane, burning as if in a nightmare for eternity.

The horse's face was slightly slanted, revealing a miserable white face and terrifying pupils, staring directly at the regent in the palace.

The strange little girl spat out the horse's mouth with a mixture of voices, screaming hysterically.

"Xia Ji, you have to come to the underworld sooner or later, I prepared a stand-in for you in advance, isn't it?"

The corners of Xia Ji's lips grinned, and he pushed back directly: "It's not good." ”

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