In the pavilion, a group of disciples on duty from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect hurriedly surrounded and crowded to the side of the Lane Xiao Fairy, and the people among them saw this appearance and exclaimed, "Is this being eaten back?"

The rest of the people looked at Xia Ji with a little more fear.

The disciple at the head said, "Do you want to fight my Ten Thousand Swords Sect alone?"

Xia Ji said gently: "But you said, there is no need for the royal family of my Qi Kingdom to exist, so can you still surrender?"

The disciple was stunned, he was not stupid, and as soon as his mind turned, he said: "This is the granddaughter of the sect master, although you hurt her, you can also save her, and if you save her, you may be able to go further and go to the sect."

When the time comes, whether the sect master accepts it or not, you can talk to it in person. ”

The snow is beginning to fall.

"Reasonable. ”

After Xia Ji finished saying the two words, he took a step forward, crossed the distance of dozens of zhang like a flash, grabbed the white-clothed fairy who was twitching wildly, and took a few healing magic phases in his hand, hooked his fingertips, and reborn the talisman.

The law phase and the talisman instantly drilled into the body of the white-clothed fairy.

However, the latter has not recovered and is still convulsing.

The disciples around him were also watching him.

Xia Ji was stunned.

After being devoured by the Thirteen Realms, she was also injured by the Thirteen Realms, and the power of her own treatment was far less than the destructive power, and she couldn't recover for a while?

He took another step forward with the white-clothed fairy, away from everyone and came to a small pavilion at the highest point of the peak, and in the process, his white phoenix fire entered her body again.

This time, the fairy in white was quiet.

But he was not awake.

Xia Ji understood that she was injured due to karma, and this injury was transmitted to the body, causing a nervous disorder, and her white phoenix fire could heal the body, but it could not repair the karmic injury from the root, because the power of this healing and the power of destruction are not the same dimension at all.

"Karma is really a mysterious power. ”

Although he watched a lot, and even killed a lot of the Thirteen Realms in seconds, Xia Ji still couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, those disciples on duty could understand that the seventeen princes of the Great Qi could not cure the Xiao Fairy, so two of them hurriedly went to the top sect in the sea of colorful neon clouds.

Xia Ji didn't stop them, and let the flute fairy lie flat in the pavilion to avoid the snow, and sat in the snow by himself, looking at the sea of clouds that were endless, ebb and flow.

All things have a form but no image, and the image is also metaphysical.

But this form is so beautiful.

The country is so delicate.

Just as he was thinking about it, the two disciples on duty were returning from Edgeworth, they were leading the way, followed by a white-haired old man.

The old man stepped on the fourteen sword wheels, and in an instant, he stood in the air, overlooking Xia Ji.

He swept his eyebrows, and when he saw the flute fairy in the pavilion, he didn't care about Xia Ji, and flew over directly, and was surprised when he investigated a little.

"Fight back!!"

Karmic backlash is worse than karmic injury.

For example, a backlash is like a breakdown of the immune system, and an injury is like a cold and fever.

Xia Ji got up, walked over with a step, and said, "I have cured it, but I can only calm the impact on her body, but I can't calm the karmic level." ”

The white-haired old man looked at him coldly: "Who are you?"

Xia Ji said: "The seventeenth prince of Great Qi came here with the jade seal to surrender to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. ”

As he spoke, he took out the jade seal and unwrapped the silk cloth.

The white-haired old man glanced at the jade seal and asked, "How did she get hurt?"

Although he had listened to the explanation of the disciple on duty halfway, he still couldn't believe it, backlash was a special situation that could only arise from a huge gap, and this young prince obviously shouldn't have this ability.

Xia Ji saw what he was thinking at a glance, so he didn't defend himself, and said in a calm tone: "It should be crazy." ”

The white-haired old man glanced at him and wanted to make a move, but he couldn't get it right, and felt that this son was extremely strange, so he asked again: "The royal family of Qi only sent you alone." ”

"I'm here with all my heart. ”

The white-haired old man felt even more strange, and he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get the guts?"

He would have done it a long time ago, but it's too weird that the flute fairy was backlashed...

Xia Ji looked at him with a smile and said calmly, "I'm already here." ”

The white-haired old man thought about it and said, "Although the sect master said that he wanted all the royal families of Qi to come here to bow and gave a ten-day deadline, since you have come here, then follow the old man into the sect and wait for the sect master to settle down." Would you like to come?"

Xia Ji said politely: "It should be like this." ”

The white-haired old man directly took up the flute fairy, pinched a sword trick with his left hand, and the fourteen rounds of swords suddenly spread out, turning into the appearance of a sword boat.

The sword boat was in the sky, and the two of them got on the boat.

The white-haired old man pinched his hand again, and the sword boat roared through the growing wind and snow and went away.

Xia Ji looked.

Here the clouds and mist are shrouded, the aura blooms in five colors, and the snow is flying from the sky.

And in the middle of the mountains, if the peak that pierces the sky is like a gray lotus leaf, there is no way to go up and down the mountain, only the aura supports the thousands of palaces at the top, which is really a grand view.

And in this sea of clouds, mountains and snow, there are many people who are going back and forth, the young man is handsome, the girl is gorgeous, and they are obviously beyond the realm of mortals, and they are immortals worthy of their name.

In the previous life, even if it was Abbot Island, it was not comparable to this place at all.

Xia Ji looked at this scenery, and was fascinated by it for a while, and sighed: "It's so beautiful." ”

The white-haired old man was even more eccentric, and he wanted to ask, "Is it time to see the scenery?"

But he didn't ask.

Instead, Edgeworth came into the air.

After that, suddenly the other person had disappeared in place, and with a flip of his palm, the sword boat suddenly followed him away, turning into fourteen sword wheels to carry him into the air.

And the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who were originally fighting swords suddenly surrounded them.

The white-haired old man handed over the flute fairy to a female disciple, and the female disciple took the fairy back.

After that, the old man looked at Xia Ji and saw that even if the flying sword under his feet was removed, the prince of Qi could still stand in the wind and not move.

He stood in the wind and snow sky, as if he was standing on a quiet and peaceful earth, and his plain clothes moved with the wind.

He didn't run, he didn't panic, he was looking at the swordsman on the inner and outer three floors as if he were looking at the scenery.

Many of these Edgeworth Masters are just here to observe, and the ones who really shoot are only the innermost circle.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "It's really not simple, but why don't you listen to the sect master's words?" The sect master has already ordered, if the royal family of Qi is disobedient, then all of them will be changed." Do you think you can turn the sky upside down with the power of one person?"

Xia Ji actually thought about it very seriously, and then said, "I can't turn the sky yet." ”

The disciples originally saw that he was graceful and was waiting for him, but when they heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

Xia Ji said: "I just came here to surrender for Daqi, and now the sect is above and the dynasty is below, so it is understandable." But... Guys, why did you get to this? ”

He sighed softly.

With a light sigh, he sighed out a million law phases.

Millions of phases adhere to millions of wind and snow.

A snowflake is a phase.

And the power of the Law Phase he used was naturally far from being comparable to ordinary people.

In an instant, both the white-haired elder and the many disciples of Edgeworth sensed this attack.

They hurriedly defended.

At this time, I saw the heavens above the dome,

The vast snow crushed the immortals.

Xia Ji took a step forward, grasping the jade seal of Qi with one hand and already walked through the encirclement.

How has such a siege ever entered his eyes?

He just went to the land of the sect, and he didn't turn around, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the power of the snowflakes disappeared without a trace.

And the monks were still dancing flying swords in the air and using magic weapons indiscriminately.

It wasn't until Xia Ji took more than ten steps forward that the white-haired old man and the monks noticed it.

With shocked faces, they rushed directly to the sect with their swords, and surrounded them from behind like a thick half-moon.

There was also a group of disciples in front of him, surrounded by a half-moon.

Xia Ji saw that there was no way forward, so he put the jade seal of Qi State to the ground, sat down cross-legged himself, and said in a loud voice: "Qi Yu, the seventeenth prince of Qi State, came to meet the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Swords Sect on behalf of the royal family of Qi State. ”

The sound rolled over the side.

Surrounded by more, there were more and more monks, enveloping him, but no one dared to step forward, not because he felt that he could not fight, but because he felt oppressed by the quiet and warm aura.

And if anyone who can't open his eyes wants to rush up with Edgeworth, he is bounced away by a gust of wind before he takes a few steps.

The scariest thing is not to bounce off...

It's that whoever comes forward will be bounced away.

This already includes the elite disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the disciples who entered the room, and even the elders of the sect.

But everyone saw that the prince of Great Qi had not been ruthless, so he also maintained the boundary for the time being.

The white-haired old man also suddenly understood that the flute fairy was indeed "counterattacked", not crazy.

He suddenly asked, "What is your relationship with the Golden Overlord Commander?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "There is some fate in passing on the arts. ”

The old man was shocked.

This son is still just a disciple of the Great Commander of the Golden Tyrant?

So how terrifying should Jin Batian himself be??

At this time, the hearts of all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were full of strangeness.

This was obviously the person who should be kneeling, but he sat in the center of the open space in front of the sect hall in a posture of dominating the world, and was still indifferent in the face of thousands of monks.

Is this still here to surrender?

The most important thing is that from the beginning to the end, the power used by the prince seems to be... Possible... Probably... It's just the Dharma phase.

How is this possible?

The power of the ten realms is to cross the three major realms and crush them in a snap of your fingers?

How is this possible?

Anyone who knows the goods at the scene thinks it is very strange.

The power of the Dharma is not as powerful as the Dharma Body, the supernatural power can suppress the Dharma Body, and karma can destroy the Dharma Body, these are all common sense...

And the Dharma is nothing but the strongest force that mortals use when they have not yet transcended the earth.

It's just a stepping stone to the sky.

But at this time, someone pressed them with the power of mortals, and no one dared to step forward.

The prince, who was as warm as jade, was dressed in a plain white robe, with a jade seal in his hand, and sat cross-legged in the heavy snow of the heavenly sect.

There are many monks, and there are not many people with high realms.

But no one went forward.

If someone moves forward, regardless of the level of the realm, with a slight wave of the long sleeves, that person will bounce back.

If the sword wheel was fired continuously, the young man would just stretch out a finger and hit the sword wheel at will.

At this time, he already had an unknown number of broken swords around him.

Suddenly, the surroundings calmed down.

Only the sound of the wind and snow falling.

A footstep seemed to be light and heavy, coming from afar, ethereal, insignificant.

And when a figure appeared in front of the central hall of the Thousand Heavenly Palace, when that person appeared, the endless snow of heaven and earth suddenly changed from static to boiling, and flew around like a madman, and a breath far superior to the people here rose violently.

The figure was wrapped in a black and gold robe, with a tall body, but in front of him, he was a middle-aged man, and he knew from his face that he must have been a merry man like a turbid prince when he was young.

It's just that at this time, there is an undercurrent in his eyes, covered with black mist, hazy, with a lot of evil aura, which makes people shudder, and his heart is like being tightly grasped by a blood-colored hand, and he can't help but kneel down to him, surrender to him, and beg him.

"In the mortal realm, is it really that there is no one in my Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

"Originally, this seat only wanted to abolish your sect, but now not only do you have to die, but all the royal families of Qi will not be left. ”

The cold voice suppressed the wind and snow, and it was extremely clear into Xia Ji's ears.

There is a meaning of contempt, inevitability, and domineering.

And with his arrival, many of the disciples surrounding Xia Ji bowed down in that direction one after another, and respectfully shouted in unison, "Meet the sect master." ”

Xia Ji looked at the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but he was not angry.

For he has recognized the man.

This Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master was his disciple more than a thousand years ago.

Fifty-six out of seventy-two disciples.

His name is Yu Long.

When he said goodbye to himself, the bloodline body revealed was a snow leopard with more than three feet.

After that, he married Yang Fu, the daughter of the owner of Wanjian Villa, and invited himself to pretend to be his father to help him witness the marriage, and a lot of things happened after that.

But now, in a flash, it has come to this moment.

And this disciple, who behaved in the world, obviously deviated from his original teachings.

If the Son does not teach, the Father is guilty.

If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

Xia Ji looked at this evil and domineering Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, and suddenly said softly: "I was wrong. ”

yes

He was wrong.

He didn't teach well.

The disciples he taught did not stand the test of time.

If you make a mistake, you have to admit it.

It's not about people.

It's about acknowledging yourself.

When the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect saw that this mysterious and terrifying young man was suppressing this side one moment, and the next moment they saw that the sect master had already confessed before they could fight, many of them couldn't help but laugh.

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said coldly: "Now that you admit your mistake, what is it..."

Before he finished speaking, the prince of Daqi had already stood up and asked calmly: "Dare to ask the sect master, can there be a god three feet above his head?"

Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master: ???

In his eyes, the prince of Qi indifferently dusted off the wind and snow in his robe, and asked again: "Although it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, but do not do to others what you do not want, why is it so?"

The last word has just fallen.

The prince of Qi disappeared in place.

By the time he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master.

He grabbed the jade seal with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, turned into a slap, and suddenly raised it.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!!"

In the angry and disdainful voice, the coercion around the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suddenly spread,

This coercion was mixed with the pure power of heaven and earth, coupled with the fierce sword qi and magic phase he had cultivated, plus the karma that seemed to be improving his life level all the time, as well as the life level.

This coercion is like the scorching sun that pierces the sky, burning and stirring,

At the same time, it exudes a strong black gas that invades people's minds,

This black qi has been substantiated, completely different from the previous flute fairy, and it can actually fall into people's sight, which shows that its richness is terrifying.

The sect master didn't move, and the powerful power of the Thirteen Realms was squandered, as if the energy that had been compressed for a long time suddenly exploded, and this explosion was controlled by him at will, so that it would not spread too much and destroy the sect.

The endless light and the billowing black gas exploded, drowning the prince and everyone's sight.

Then, suddenly there was a crisp voice in the center.

Syllable!!

The light dissipated, and the black gas dissipated.

Syllable!!

The crowd saw it clearly.

I also understood what this crisp sound was.

The prince was actually slapping the sect master.

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect himself was stunned, and he was slapped by these two slaps.

"You dare!"

"This seat now not only wants the royal family of Qi to die, but the entire capital of Qi must be buried with it. ”

Syllable!!

The third slap fell again.

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect wanted to block it, but he didn't.

It's too fast.

Seeing that the fourth slap of the prince got up again.

He raised his right hand,

The sharp sword qi accompanied the supernatural power of heaven and earth, surging around, attracting wind and snow like a whistling dragon, coming from all directions, converging towards the palm of his right hand,

Turned into a sword like substance, this sword is not a law phase, not an illusion, but a killing move condensed by the divine power of heaven and earth.

It is the power that truly contains the power of the ninefold realm of the peak of supernatural powers.

Nine realms of supernatural powers, one realm and one heavy heaven,

Nine heavens, each with its own superiority,

Compared to the original Bi Fairy, I don't know how much stronger the ninefold power that contains the majestic sword qi now.

The sword stabbed at the slap.

Pierce it with a sword from the palm of your hand.

But the palm suddenly turned gray.

Grey...

May be inconspicuous.

But it can also be the color of chaos.

Xia Ji did not have the color of chaos, but the millions of law phases that were carefully used were already completely phaseless.

At the beginning of chaos, there is no phase in nature.

He is not chaotic, but he is also unphased.

The sword qi of the ninefold divine power clashed with this slap in space.

In the negligible obstacle, the sword qi shattered inch by inch, and the Nine Heavens collapsed heavily.

Syllable!!!

The fourth slap tore through the resistance and hit the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect Master in the face heavily.

The Sect Master was already dumbfounded.

Syllable!!!

Another slap in the face.

Although the five slaps fell, the sect master was not injured, this slap was just pumping him in a way that could make him feel severe pain, and if this prince really used a little strength, he could hit him hard.

It's just that I don't know what kind of power he has in his hands, although every slap hurts him seriously, it hurts so much that it almost tears his soul.

After slapping five times, Xia Ji asked, "Does it hurt?"

No waiting for an answer.

Xia Ji said again: "Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, has the sect master ever thought about whether those people hurt when killing people?"

He said softly: "Since you have the weight of the world, you will inherit the weight of the world."

There are nearly 10 billion people in Yunzhou, and the place where the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is in charge is the east of the north of Yunzhou.

In that case, why not benefit the people and shelter them?

For the sect master, this matter is just a matter of effort, and there is no profit or loss.

Why don't you do something small?"

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect covered his face, he had already noticed the extreme extraordinariness of the young man in front of him, so he forcibly suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm just the seventeenth prince of the Great Qi royal family, and I'm here just to submit to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for the Great Qi. ”

"You can't be a prince!!You can't be a teenager!!"

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master roared.

Not to mention him, all the Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples present, from the elders to the elite disciples of the headquarters, were all in a state of confusion, and the sect master shouted out the words from the bottom of their hearts.

Xia Ji asked, "What does this have to do with goodness?"

Is it because I'm strong and you're afraid of me, so I'll let you be good, and you'll be good?

Who taught you?

What about your own bones?"

The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was stunned.

Xia Ji asked again, "Who is your teacher?"

The body of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect Master suddenly trembled.

He remembered the great saint of more than a thousand years ago, the man who changed his fate, the man he regarded as his father...

The man died.

The man is now carrying the incense, but he is dead.

Xia Ji asked again: "Is this how your teacher taught you?"

Yu Long's body trembled, as if he remembered many things, and he had almost forgotten about that man.

Because he has done too much evil.

He had long gone against the original intention of his master.

He didn't dare think about the man.

He felt unworthy.

But many things, does he have a choice?

He didn't have a choice.

"In this world, the weak eat the strong, the good are bullied, and the evil can control their own destiny!!"

He didn't know why he had to defend himself.

He should have acted angrily, formed a sect sword formation, and activated a large array to deal with this powerful, terrifying and mysterious prince, but he was justifying.

It was as if he was defending himself and the teacher in his heart.

He didn't have a choice!!

Xia Ji looked at him.

Yu Long only felt that this young man's eyes hid the sun, moon and stars, even if he had lived for more than 1,500 years, he seemed to have been seen through in these young eyes.

His thoughts and thoughts were presented in the eyes of this young man.

Xia Ji said: "Then the sect master is strong now, right? Ten Thousand Swords Sect is strong, right?

When you are lowly, you can kill the bloody road from the treacherous clouds, and it may not be possible to choose from evil.

But, you can now choose again. ”

Yu Long suddenly asked, "Are you really not the Thirteenth Realm?"

Xia Ji said: "What does this have to do with the Thirteen Realms?"

Yu Long said: "If you are in the thirteen realms, you will understand, you can't choose, although good and evil are a thought, but if you choose good karma and bad karma, this is your heart, if you go against your heart, then the realm will not only not be able to advance an inch, but will also regress..."

Xia Ji was stunned, he really didn't know this.

Karma is chosen, so it can't be changed?

A distinction between good and evil is the unchanging heart?

If you want to protect yourself, it is naturally more prudent to choose bad karma.

I have chosen bad karma, and my heart changes and I can't change it...

Xia Ji said: "I'll teach you a way, black eats black, don't attack the weak, don't vent on civilians, go to swing a knife at the stronger, go to wave a knife at the more evil, how about it?"

Yu Long said: "Your Excellency's strength is strong, but in the battle of the sect, although it is customary to compete with individual strength, the strongest is the big array, which is the formation technique that gathers the strength of all disciples. Your Excellency has defeated me, but you have also insulted me, I am not an opponent, but I will not listen to what Your Excellency says. ”

Xia Ji said: "How can you listen?"

Yu Long said: "My senior sister is about to wake up, if you can win her, I will listen to you." ”

"Good. ”

"Then these days, Your Excellency will stay in my Ten Thousand Swords Sect for a few days. ”

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PS: Xiaoshui is too powerful, in order to stabilize the balance, after Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, 2 more, 6000 words +. 2 more on Friday, 4000 words + per update, 1 more on Saturday and Sunday, 6000 words +