80. Golden cicada shelling (third change)

Many skill beads are driven by a huge spiritual power, fused and rolled, just like the collision between particles at the beginning of creation.

After half a day, the lilac [Hyakshiki] merged with many skills to form the purple [Senshiki].

But it doesn't stop there...

"The amount of the formula is just a quantitative change, a kind of strain. And the real source of power is not quantitative change, but qualitative change, so..."

The five fingers of Xia Ji's right hand clenched violently.

The purple skill bead was oppressed by the long river of spirit and began to collapse and change.

It's like a star is being compressed.

I pressed it for a long time.

A full day and a night.

The skill beads only then emerged with a dark purple color with light gold, but they were not stable.

This is not a Xuan Gong, but it is the move that matches your own best, turning into someone else's idea, and then creating it according to your own thoughts and thoughts, once created, the power that can be exerted far exceeds that of the same level of moves.

But even then, it is difficult to form, and there are still some things missing.

What is it?

Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the cold hall.

"A glimmer of opportunity from my heart. ”

He understood.

The Xuanshi is natural, but if you want to create your own and most suitable Xuanshi, in addition to accumulation, in addition to spiritual power, you also need a power from the bottom of your heart.

Strength, for the muscles and bones, epithelial membrane, blood gas, for the essence.

Qi is the eight-vein dantian and is the qi.

Spirit, for God.

But other people's gods are someone else's after all, even if they are completely digested and transformed into their own, but the original idea is someone else's after all, and there is a trace of incongruity after all, which is an external god.

Therefore, even if the three blood Buddhas stand around them, they are still like mountains and seas.

And if you want to reach the end of creation, you need a true God.

This requires an opportunity.

A little breathing, out of the main hall, the sun is shining outside the hall, winter is about to pass, spring has not come.

...

End of February.

Under the city.

Xia Ji stretched,

There were eight hundred dead soldiers who followed him south, these dead soldiers were not robots, they naturally accepted Xia Ji's spiritual imprint early, and their strength was greatly improved under the guidance of this legendary warrior, and at this time they opened the way as scouts.

Although there were dead soldiers defeated in the previous wars, as long as the spiritual power was strong enough, they could "absorb people who were willing to become dead soldiers" into this token, anyway, no more, no less, a total of eight hundred.

And among the newly added dead soldiers, there are thirty people who are strong in the imperial capital, rivers and lakes and even the underground world, and their strength can reach the innate fourfold division of the ancient realm, that is, the eighth realm, this group of people pursues martial arts, but they suffer from no way, and after receiving the spiritual imprint of Xia Ji, they follow him.

Except for an old man who drove a car, the rest of the dead had already spread out, and they needed to inquire about the situation, detect the surrounding situation, and then quickly return to inform their master.

Xia Xiaosu stood at the head of the bridge to bid farewell to Xia Ji.

The wind is already a spring breeze.

The princess straightened her brother's collar, and then put a pair of danqing in his arms, and the brother said that he wanted his mother to see the revenge in person.

After doing all this, the two distanced themselves, and Xia Xiaosu said, "I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Xia Ji said: "If you haven't seen my body, no matter how it is spread, don't believe that I'm dead." ”

"Got it..."

"This time I went south, I just checked how high the sky is and how thick it is, I have been confined to the periphery of the imperial capital, and I have never gone out for a walk, and this trip may take a long time. ”

"I know..."

"This time I go south, I will figure out everything, the number of fates is unusual, what about the poor martial arts, and the death of my mother, if I can't fulfill my filial piety, then I can always take revenge. ”

Speaking of that woman, warm scenes flashed in Xia Xiaosu's mind, the scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter were woven into a pair of pictures, intertwined together, and now turned into heavy drumsticks beating the drum surface of memories fiercely, making people's hearts tremble.

She hugged her brother and wanted to say something more, but when the words came to her mouth, they became: "Son of Heaven, Concubine Wan, Concubine Zhen, Queen, and the Second Princess, the Third Prince, the Fifth Prince, and the Eighth Princess, these people have very good luck, it's just too powerful, brother should be careful." ”

Xia Ji was stunned, and then got into the carriage.

Xia Xiaosu climbed the city tower and sent his brother away.

She always felt that her brother was weird today, but maybe it was because she lived in seclusion during this time, and she couldn't say too much when she said goodbye, so that's why she was like this?

"This road is destined for my brother to go alone, since my brother always says that I am a poisoned milk, then there is only so much that my sister can help you today..."

Xia Xiaosu sent the car shadow away, and it was not until it disappeared at the end of the road that she waved her hand violently and said, "Go back to the palace!"

The elder brother has the way of the elder brother.

She already has her way, too.

In this life, if you don't become a king, you will be a dry bone in the grave.

A group of maids turned into demon foxes followed her.

In a few days, more demons will come.

And she also needs to meet with many families in the imperial capital, and even families outside the imperial capital, and there are already some families who have faintly revealed that there may be some powerful people who are trying to marry.

This marriage is not connected to Xia Xiaosu, but to her brother.

In this case, she should take a good look at how big these big forces are, and also see if those marriage partners are qualified to become her brother's concubines.

But Hu Xian'er also told her that these big forces are really big...

Xia Xiaosu suppressed the cowardice in his heart.

This road, trembling, like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice.

...

Xia Ji put down the curtain and went eight thousand miles, which was an extremely long journey.

The wheel hub drove away from the road of the imperial capital, driving an old man, and he pretended to be a son.

As soon as he left the city, there were many spies who fed back the information to all forces, and seven days later, the carriage stopped in three cities, but there were not many spies secretly chasing him.

In the third city, after Xia Ji drank in the inn, he pushed open the door of the wing, and as soon as he entered the door, he exploded into a cloud of black smoke.

The smoke cleared, revealing a murderous appearance, and the black fox spirit rubbed his head in annoyance, "It's a waste of effort to pretend to be him every day... It's been so long, and the sight that should be disturbed is also disturbed, you can go back, and if you go any further, I'm afraid that you will attract some kind of opponent. ”

She is just a vixen, although she has some doorways, but she usually acts in the dark, but now she is pretending to be the prince of Shenwu and going south, which is really like sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness asked her to act for seven days, and after seven days, she could return to the imperial capital, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.

However, at this moment, a thunderous voice came from the street: "Daguang Temple wither, please see Prince Shenwu." ”

Kill:...

Then, she felt a terrifying aura envelop the entire inn.

Obviously, the person who came was very strong, and the Famen Ke of the Great Light Temple died of the demon clan, even if she mastered the Tianhu Transformation, almost showing the law, but she didn't dare to go down to fight, not to mention that she was a demon, if she played the role of the Shenwu prince and was discovered, then what she was waiting for was the endless verbal criticism in the follow-up. If it weren't for the fact that she was extremely good at controlling demonic energy, she might have been discovered just here.

The Black Fox King looked at the bronze mirror and said silently: "Kill, you can do it." ”

So, she imitated Xia Ji's tone and said coldly: "I'm tired, I won't see you today." ”

The monks on the street didn't care, "Kurumi is waiting for His Highness here." ”

After that, he sat cross-legged on the crowded street, without distractions, as if the light cast by the sunset on the horizon was integrated, and the relics of the Guangming Temple could not be lost, so he came to ask for it.

It's getting late.

...

So where is the real Xia Ji?

He was standing in a Buddha palace at this time.

Standing quietly in front of the bookshelf and flipping through the scriptures.

It was late at night, and there were no monks in the pavilion.

The moonlight falls, shining out of the plaque hanging in front of the Buddha Palace, with the words "Great Bright Temple" written on it.

It took a lot of effort for him to be here.

First of all, he went to ask the old tree demon on the seventh peak of Mount Meru, and the tree demon said, "Because His Highness is an odd number, he can't see His Highness's qi, but because of His Royal Highness's murderous intention, he will leave black gas in the eyes of those who look at it", after several experiments, he finally used his powerful spiritual power to restrain this "killing heart", and then as early as a month ago, he let the Black Fox King transform into his own appearance and sit in the deep palace, and he left the imperial capital and embarked on the road to find the Great Light Temple.

As he expected, after the defeat of the Great Light Temple in the battlefield of the Northland Demon Clan, he sent a monk to inquire about the whereabouts of the previous monk, and he secretly followed it for a few days, and then deliberately gave the information that "the dry news is dead, and the relics have fallen into the hands of the Shenwu Emperor".

Subsequently, there were indeed monks in the Bright Monk who returned to report.

He quietly returned with the monk.

Then in the deep mountains of the sea of clouds and fog, I saw this ancient temple hidden in the mist.

And in the days of observation, as long as his ability is not exposed, he can completely hide his breath and quietly hide in the dark to observe.

The Great Light Temple is divided into the Great Day Palace and the Hall of All Beings.

The Great Day Shrine is on the top of a mountain in the depths, and here is the Hall of All Beings.

But the ancient scriptures are not the same as the Xuan Gong, so they are stored in the hall of all living beings for the monks to read, and no one can find the Great Light Temple, although there is an inspection after nightfall, but can not find the summer pole in the dark.

He has been reading these scriptures for seven days and seven nights, and the skill beads have been produced one by one...

The inheritance of the Great Light Temple is no better than the dilapidated Leiyin Temple, it is very complete, and every time he chooses, he picks those ancient scriptures to read, and the harvest is naturally great.

In the shadows that no one knows, he has absorbed many of the inheritances of the Great Light Temple.

The Golden Skill Bead [Treasure Sun Heavenly Son Body] obtained two.

The Golden Skill Bead [Nine Yang Heart Sutra] obtained one.

There are many other purple and blue.

So...

The spirit and spirit have reached the point of exhaustion.

There is only one opportunity left for him to create his own style, and he can also truly ascend to the heavenly dome that has never been reached.

Considering that the time to go south was almost up, he decided to pack up and take away what he hadn't seen.