The trance-like picture, the ethereal sound, the mysterious power collides, crushes, restrains and balances each other... Finally reached the end.

Rumble!!!

It was like a groundbreaking spectacular scene in Xia Ji's mind.

Then, he vaguely felt that his limbs could move and he could breathe.

He opened his eyes.

I saw it... Light.

...

...

The light is the cold light, the light of winter.

The light was not warm, but indifferently sprinkled on the thin yellow pages in front of him.

Xia Ji looked carefully, and saw that the yellow page was the content of the Buddhist scriptures, and he read it softly:

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true of the thought and action......"

Immediately after, the strangeness and vigilance in his heart were extremely strong.

Wrong!

Not right!

Isn't the closure of the box universe supposed to be in infancy?

Where is this?

Myself... When was it?

He hurriedly tilted his head and saw his appearance printed in the bronze mirror.

This... This is the scene 9,000 years ago, when he was still the prince of the Great Shang Dynasty when he was sixteen years old?

Now he is imprisoned in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and soon, the news of the prince's defeat will come back, the royal family will flee, and he is facing the attack of the Dog Rong Frost Giant, as well as the enemies that follow, and finally he will start to play with the ancestors.

He set the time.

However, the cause cannot be determined.

Obviously, the Heavenly Dao is far from being as simple as he imagined, and he may have used some mysterious power to make this cause and effect not a baby, but this moment...

The reason why he set up this moment may be to set up an ultimate killing game for himself.

All the future has been erased, and it no longer exists, except for himself, and the Heavenly Dao who entered the game, everything else is really beginning.

Before Xia Ji could remember to continue thinking, he heard a knock on the door.

The Nine Emperor Maidens, who were standing outside the door, heard the chanting stop, knocked lightly, and then pushed the pavilion door open.

Skinny as bean sprouts? Hurriedly put the mahogany lunch box on the table? Then he took out the mutton soup, squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother? Do you eat it while it's hot? I did it myself. ”

After that, she felt out another bottle of wine? handed it out: "Na." ”

However, she didn't wait for Xia Ji to take the bottle...

The Nine Emperor Maidens looked at their brother curiously? All of a sudden? There was a deep and strange feeling in her heart.

She couldn't help but lie down on the table and leaned over to take a look.

Because

She saw in her brother's eyes...

Universe.

...

...

The vast galaxy in the universe is dim, in the blink of an eye of my brother? Spiral and spin out.

However? The Nine Emperor Maidens were stunned, she really felt a kind of grandeur at this moment, a kind of looking up at the starry sky, no, the most intuitive feeling of seeing the starry sky.

She even forgot what she was meant to say? also forgot the grievances he had suffered, and stood stupidly on the spot.

Syllable~~

Xia Ji's hand gripped the wine bottle.

And this action breaks the mystery of all that? Xiao Su also felt that the heaven and earth had regained their color, and she shook her head suddenly? He rubbed his head again and muttered, "Why have you been hallucinating lately?"

Subsequently? The Nine Emperor Maidens sat opposite Xia Ji? Began to speak softly.

For example, "My father moved all the exercises?" Leaving only the Buddhist scriptures to my brother really cut off all the future of my brother and sister. ”

For example, "My mother was killed at this moment to protect him, how could he do this to us?"

As she spoke, snow whistled outside the window, and when she walked here, she was blocked by the heavy palaces of the deep palace, and slowly drifted away.

Xia Ji listened to her quietly, complaining, but didn't say a word, just finished eating quickly, watched Xiao Su, who was still the Nine Emperor Daughters, packed up the lunch box, said goodbye again, pushed open the door, clamped his coat and went away into the heavy snow that swept the imperial city.

As soon as she leaves...

Xia Ji immediately began to check his status.

He soon discovers that the golden finger he had nine thousand years ago is gone.

And all his Dao rhyme, the black tide, and the sun seem to be sealed by something-for-tat.

In other words, Heavenly Dao used all of his power to seal himself, and all his power that Xia Ji could also feel also sealed Heavenly Dao correspondingly.

In other words, the situation is... He and Tiandao, except for the knowledge in his mind, except for his own talent, he no longer has the slightest reliance.

The difference is that Heavenly Dao knows who he is, but he doesn't know who Heavenly Dao is.

One in the light, one in the dark.

Perhaps, the moment when the Heavenly Dao appears, it will be his own death.

This...

It's simply a nightmare start with constraints and passivity.

What's worse is that there will be no more killing in this world.

Because whether it's the Fire Tribulation, or the Black Tide, or anything else, it's already in the seal of that confrontation.

In short, the battlefield where he and the Heavenly Dao will decide to lose... The highest state is the aspect of the law.

Fa Xiang is good at it, but he needs to start practicing again one by one, where is the time?

Such a situation is obviously the home of the Heavenly Dao, although he has also become a mortal, how many secrets of the world do he know, how many causes and consequences do he know?

Difficult.

It's hard.

It is as difficult as a mortal to reach the sky.

However, this is a situation that has to be faced.

Xia Ji turned his head suddenly, the cold wind outside the window was squeezing in through the window, and on the iron-gray sky outside the window, there were two giant shadows, the giant shadows were ethereal and deep, quietly playing a game of life and death without answers.

With a side of the universe, the past and the future, and everything you have as a bet, it is slowly falling.

The other party is black, and he is white, and a chess piece is a piece of life.

Black played first, and had turned into a vast coiling dragon, with a great appetite for swallowing itself.

He had already picked up the chess pieces with two fingers, but he hadn't seen the situation clearly, and he didn't know where to go.

Xia Ji closed his eyes and thought, he couldn't be slow at this time, and he would save money every inch.

Syllable!

He had already settled down directly, and then shouted to the guards outside the door: "Go and pass on the Nine Emperor Maidens, she has something left with me." ”

After all, the two guards are just guards, even if it is a down-and-out prince, they will not be offended, so someone answered and left.

Xia Ji lit a stick of sandalwood and sat quietly in the incense mist.

Halfway through the incense, the bean sprout-like Nine Emperor Maidens had returned, and she looked at her brother curiously and asked, "Brother, something has left me behind." ”

Xia Ji lowered his voice and said: "Xiao Su, there is an old tree in the courtyard of your dormitory, and the old tree has a tree hole, in the early hours of tonight morning, you promise me that you must go to the tree hole and say something... The widow wants to see you.

If there's no response, you say... If you don't want to see it, don't see it in the future. ”

Xia Xiaosu: ??????

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ps: Okay, Xiaoshui is a codeword machine with no feelings, and I didn't ask for leave today. It's amazing.