The imperial capital of the Qi State.

Snow fell, pedestrians hurried, and footsteps alarmed wildcats on the roadside.

The wild cat swooped into the gray bushes, but turned its head curiously to look.

The peddler grabbed a duster to sweep away the snow that had been blown to the table by the wind, and then ran outside, tiptoeing at the top of the rudimentary tarpaulin and dragging it out.

The martial artist practiced for a day, and went to the restaurant in this afternoon, holding the silver taels in his palm, thinking about how much wine to buy and how much meat to buy for a while, stepping in the wind and snow, not afraid of the cold.

Some people with strong true qi can directly bounce off the snow of the possession, only to see the passers-by on the side marvel, and the children on the side can't take their eyes off it.

Women and men went to the place where they each earned silver taels and earned money, and began to be busy.

Even in the mansions where there is no need to make a living, there are also things to do.

"Xiao Nan'er, go to Huiweifang to buy a box of Sanzhen Crisp, your grandfather misses that taste. ”

"Okay, mother. ”

"I'll go with my sister!"

"Stay safe. ”

"Got it, mother. ”

The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled, and ran out of the house together.

Boots cut through the snowflakes on the ground, and the splatters of white dust flew around.

The boy said, "Xiao Nan'er, I'm going to the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo in a while, and you are not allowed to tell my mother." ”

"No, I'm going to tell my mother. ”

"Little girl, the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo is a very powerful place. ”

"Slightly, lie to the child, the powerful place won't accept you. ”

"No, let me tell you, the owner of the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo is named Ram Chief, but he is the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, what is the place of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Moreover, this Ten Thousand Swords Dojo said that it doesn't look at ability, only looks at morality, and your brother's character must be fine. ”

The boy seemed to have fallen into his own imaginary world as he spoke, he clenched his fists and said, "Kuang Fu justice, serve the country and the people!"

Before the girl could speak, she suddenly felt a change in the eastern sky.

The boy was aware of it, too.

Not only the children of the iceberg of these two national capitals, but the whole country is aware of it.

Everyone couldn't help but look up at the iron-gray cloudy sky.

Three huge black dragons were still Izumo, dragging a luxurious chariot out of the air, followed by a line of monks.

The monks walked with their swords, and at a glance, there were three or four hundred.

"It's a monk!"

"That's amazing!!"

"Wow," the boy's eyes widened, and there was a twinkle in his eyes.

The little girl also forgot to buy Sanzhen Cake and looked at the sky in shock.

These people are too strong, too strong, and too far away from her.

The distant ones are like the sun, the moon, and the stars in the sky.

Her heart was filled with awe...

All but awe remained.

However, this heaven that they feared was not passing by today.

The black Jiao Fei stopped at the top of the capital of Qi State, and the golden-robed man on the chariot looked down on this capital with the posture of treating all beings as ants.

The sound of rolling thunder pressed down the wind and snow and went down.

"The country of Qi is a traitor, unkind and unjust, and now it should destroy the capital to set an example. ”

The voice is unforgiving.

But the people of the city have affection.

Everyone has different postures and different looks.

And at this very moment.

A loud shout rushed to the sky:

"Why did Daoist friends slaughter the city at every turn? Aren't you afraid of retribution for killing innocent people like this?"

Followed by

Dozens of fierce auras also rose from the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo.

The protagonist of the dojo, Yang Changnai, is an elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, half a year ago, he was ordered by Yu Long, the former sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, to come to the capital of Qi State, and pass on the merits to those with good character and qualifications.

The ram grows here, and naturally shelters here.

At this time, he flew up with the twelve sword wheels, and many disciples behind him also lined up in formation.

The people in the city suddenly had hope and looked up at the sky.

In the Great Qi Palace, the crown prince who was about to succeed to the throne, as well as many princesses, looked up at this scene.

The queen was pulling Concubine Chan to eat tea, and her hands and feet were cold at this time, and she was stunned and looked back to the sky.

And Xiao Su was also standing in the courtyard, and she heard this "slaughter"

The white-haired Qi Xiu trembled with his hands to the sky, and shouted in a hoarse voice that was almost mournful:

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse,

My dynasty is just swaying in the stormy waves of the sect, and I can't help myself, just stealing my life.

Where's the choice?

Why is it unkind and unjust?

Why set an example!"

His voice is not loud, and the wind and snow can drown it out, and even the heavenly people are not qualified to hear it.

The voice of a mortal is never loud.

Even kings are the same.

The cry of grief and indignation was just a joke.

"Oh my God!

Sky!!

What kind of world is this!!

Qi Xiu looked on his back towards the majestic snow, roaring hoarsely and angrily, the heavy snow suppressed the world fiercely, no matter what he said, he couldn't hear it.

Heaven does not care if you live, nor does it ask you to die,

But if you dare to go against the sky, the sky will not move, not shake, and there will be a group of people from all over the world who will regard you as an evil demon and ask you what the sky has done wrong, why do you want to go against the sky?

Kill your body.

Destroy your heart.

Destroy your soul.

Break your bones.

In the sky, the conversation between them has ended, and the chief ram knows that this battle cannot be avoided, so he pinched the sword trick and attached the power of the twelve realms to the sword wheel.

The sword wheel rotated, increasing in speed, turning into a bright and sharp circle of light.

In an instant, twelve flying swords flew out, clearing the snow and cutting the wind, drawing twelve trajectories that stretched for hundreds of feet, shooting towards the alien people on the flying chariot.

However, the golden-robed man on the chariot just smiled and shook his head, raising his hand a little.

The flying sword was covered with a black membrane, breaking through the twelve swords.

In an instant, it passed through the ram's long chest and carried him to the ground.

Boom!!

Until he was crucified in the dust of shame.

The smoke and clouds in the circle broke away, and the mortal people shouted in an uproar, and their hearts fell to the bottom.

And the black membrane flying sword flew back with the gold-robed man's light wave of the breeze.

Many of the monks behind him had already begun to slaughter.

In an instant, dozens of monks led by the ram had been killed or wounded and fell to the ground.

King Shi didn't look at the ground, and waved his hand impatiently: "Slaughter the city." ”

If today's monks want to slaughter the city, it can't be simpler, and the ability to move mountains and seas is like a big hand of heaven, covering the world.

It's the equivalent of standing in front of an exposed ant nest, just a few times with your hands, a few times with your feet, and the nest is flattened, and then you laugh and look at the corpses on the ground, and think it's really fun to control life and death.

At this time, too.

Xiao Su was in the courtyard, watching this scene, only feeling that something was about to explode in his mind, but he wanted to explode but did not explode,

It's just that scene after scene is like a marquee,

There is no light in the heart in the center of the marquee, and the scene is all black.

Only faintly visible blood can be seen,

All she could hear was a wail that gave her a splitting headache.

...

...

"It hurts. ”

"It's uncomfortable. ”

"I..." Meng Meng suddenly opened her mouth wide, her mouth grew in an incredible posture, and the white teeth in her mouth turned into a terrifying pale, and the paleness gradually became miserable, and then seemed to break free from some kind of bondage, and turned into a vicious current from the abyss.

Meng Meng's face also floated on the surface of the water like cream, and began to twist when it was stirred by his fingers.

Xia Ji took her hand, suddenly felt her abnormality, and looked up into the distance.

In the distance, there was a flying chariot pulled by a dragon, and hundreds of monks were driving above the capital of Qi State.

"Evil. ”

"Evil~~"

"Evil!!"

Meng Meng shouted, she seemed to be getting more and more excited, like a desert traveler seeing an oasis, her eyes flashing with light.

Her mouth was slurred, and she couldn't tell whether she was saying "evil" or "hungry."

And this thing, it seems, is like a spark into an oil pot, and it begins to cause changes in her.

Her limbs began to "liquefy", as if to turn into a pool darker and more evil than the Blackpool.

But she didn't melt.

Xia Ji hugged her, pressed her back with his left hand, and stroked the cold long hair with his right hand hanging in the air, "I'll come." ”

"Teacher..."Mengmeng regained some clarity for a moment, she shouted "Teacher, teacher, teacher", and every time she shouted, she seemed to wake up a little.

"Reach out. ”

Meng Meng stretched out her hand in a daze.

Xia Ji grabbed an iron ring ruler from the storage space, grabbed her palm and hit her three times.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

"Because... I'm going to be a monster?"

"No, because you are lax, and if you see evil and evil thoughts, if you see evil turning into evil, the teacher will beat you. ”

Meng Meng bowed her head: "I was wrong..."

She struggled to control it, and the mutation of her body began to slowly recover, and the abyssal gate of evil thoughts was pushed by the little child to close again.

She asked, "Teacher, what should I do when I see evil?"

Xia Ji said softly: "If you see good, you should be rewarded, and if you see evil, you should be punished."

But how can it be rewarded?

How is the punishment punished?

What's the reward?

What is the punishment?

Since heaven has no heart, the teacher uses this selfish heart to make the heart of heaven.

Practice your heart, set up your heart for this world, set up your life for this people, open peace for this world, and make this heart spotless.

It is foolish to do it knowing that you can't do it, and to do it knowing that you can't do it.

But the name of the teacher is called foolishness, and it is worthy of the name, so why is it wrong?"

Meng Meng's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, she was suddenly shocked by the spirit in these few words, and she suddenly became proud.

Then, she saw the teacher's handsome, but by no means burly body, stepping on the wind and snow, walking past her.

Don't go east, west, north and south,

but they went up to heaven without a way.

"All sentient beings who have not been liberated have an uncertain nature, have a negative habit of karma, and a good habit is fruitful, and they are born for good and evil. ”

"The good should be rewarded, the evil should be punished, the sky has no heart, I am the heart, this is the wish of life, the mountains and rivers are changeable, the world is changeable, the stars are changeable, my heart remains the same. ”

The thunder sound, which is neither bullying nor humble, covers the capital, and reverses the "god" who overlooks the common people like ants in the sky.

The capital of Qi State, thousands of people, the palace of the king of Qi, the powerful royal family, raised their heads to look, only to see three hundred zhang above their heads, but it was a gentle and handsome young man, he climbed the stairs from the humble mud and dust.

There is no order in nature.

Snow is the step.

He raised his right hand in the void and grabbed a long knife like a pitch-black abyss, and as soon as the long knife saw the air, it seemed to "come to life", as if it had untied the shackles of 4,500 years.

The knife is a knife in the underworld, which has been inserted into the eighteen floors of ten halls, and the handle supports the six palaces in the air, and the knife of a realm is fixed to support the sky.

Xiao Ming woke up, noticed the situation around him, and suddenly became happy, and in Xia Ji's mind, he begged a little shyly: "That, I have recovered a little bit of strength, can I cut them?"

The shyness was quickly thrown off, and Xiao Ming urged in Xia Ji's mind unwillingly: "Cut, cut, cut fuck!!"

King Shi couldn't hear this figure, but when someone came, he couldn't help but look sideways,

The hundreds of monks who came with him couldn't help but turn around.

King Shi asked, "Who are you?"

Xia Ji replied: "A stupid reader. ”

After speaking.

His figure approached in the sky, and in an instant, he was in front of the black Jiao Fei.

There was a certain vigilance in the heart of the king,

He covered his body with black film in an instant, and instantly took two magic weapons with one hand, so that the black film was coated with two layers of defensive brilliance, and when he was doing all this,

His right hand had already made a volley in the air, and the flying sword of the extraordinary grade in the distance turned into a black dragon and flew from behind, rushing straight towards the young man's back.

Xia Ji took a step forward and waved the black knife.

The black knife slashed the real king.

The black membrane is incised.

He was then split in two.

And the prince died.

At this moment, the flying sword that stabbed at his back covered with black membrane suddenly shattered.

Because, at some point, twenty-four orbs had been spun around him, and the five-colored light lined him, guarding him, and the stars around him were like stars slowly rotating around the stars.

The black knife in Xia Ji's hand suddenly swelled at this time, and Xiao Ming was already dizzy with excitement when he saw the blood, and shouted in a heartless gaffe: "Cut, cut!"

Xia Ji felt something, and the knife turned.

The sword light is like a black moon, instantly turning into dragon scales.

In an instant, above the sky, the sword shone.

The hundreds of monks had all died in this knife, as if they were all papier-mâché.

Xiao Ming was a little satisfied, and let out a moan of shame, and suddenly it noticed the capital at its feet again, and the voice became excited again.

"Cut, cut them all, send them on the road, fast, I can't stand it, I can't stand it!"

"The people of this world should be neat and tidy, go to reincarnation together, reincarnate and cut again, cut and reincarnate, reincarnate and reincarnate, cut and reincarnated!"

"Otherwise, after we finish cutting the world, cut the underworld, okay, how happy it is!!"

Xia Ji grabbed the black knife and stuffed it into the storage space.

Stylus: ???

No, no, no,

I'm just starting to get excited, and that's it?

So fast?

Don't~~

Xia Ji stuffed the black knife into the space.

The voice of the little shadow disappeared.

Xia Ji casually put away Dinghaizhu again.

Xiao Ding went back obediently.

The power of these terrifying magic weapons is gradually unsealed, and now what is revealed in this era is just the tip of the iceberg.

At the same time, Xia Ji probably understood how the exaggerated character of the ancestor of the Wu family came about, and it didn't seem to be his fault that he had a knife like this...

The wind and snow are very strong, and from the sky, a capital city is not very big, and if you slap it in front of you, you can cover this royal capital.

Seeing this dramatic scene, the people of the capital struggled to keep their eyes open to see who the heavenly people were.

But no one could see clearly.

The man called himself a stupid reader.

This reminded them of a prince, who had been sitting in the library of the Great Qi School Pavilion since he was five or six years old, reading books every day, and sitting for a day.

Then it was revealed that this prince may be a disciple of the Jin Great Commander, so the person in the sky must not be the prince, otherwise... If you don't see the Great Commander Jin, you can't do anything, what can his disciples do?

At this time, Jin Batian saw the young man in the sky clearly.

His knees trembled.

No matter how stupid he is, he already understands that there is no mysterious master in this imperial court at all, and the so-called master is him!

It's the seventeenth prince - Qi Yu!

The Seventeenth Prince doesn't have any teachers at all!

Because, he is a teacher himself!

Commander Kim understands it, but he can't say anything,

Because he already understands that this one doesn't sell his fame, this one doesn't want fame and fortune, this one is fighting for things that he can't see and can't understand, and this one came to the world just to become a saint?

Heaven has no heart, I have a heart for heaven.

This mind is good and evil.

Commander Jin suddenly became excited, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was saying.

The ram that was stuck in the ground by the black membrane flying sword, but was not completely dead, gasped for breath, because of the timely appearance of this young man, King Shi withdrew his hand and failed to completely kill him.

You must know that the recovery power of the peak of the Thirteen Realms is extremely strong, and at this time, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Dojo also saw the appearance of the young man clearly.

He remembered the scene of half a year ago, in the same winter, when this young man suppressed one sect by himself.

But...

Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he smiled.

Coughing, he said, "That's good." ”

On that day, the teenager suppressed a case.

That year, the young man did not make a single sword, but he had already ushered in a new life for the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Such a teenager, such a stupid reader...

The ram chief couldn't help but laugh.

It's really stupid, unattainable.

At this time, the monarch who called for the sky and grabbed the earth, the concubine who was afraid of not moving, and the common people who were waiting for death all stood on tiptoe and looked up...

The wind and snow are vast, and the face is hidden.

But the boy had gone silently.

Xia Ji didn't return to Mengmeng's side, but turned around and went to another place, which happened to be seen when he was in the sky.

He landed on the ground, his hands were picked in the snow, and when he saw a little red, he pulled out a carrot from the snow.

Then, with a smile, he turned around and stepped back in front of Meng Meng.

His left hand, pinned behind him, suddenly stretched out in front of Meng Meng like a trick, revealing the carrot clenched in his five fingers.

Xia Ji smiled, shook the radish in his hand at the little girl and said, "This time you can build a snowman, you can have a nose." ”

...

...

The Demon Venerable sat on the Zhike Cliff.

She is naturally Xia Ji's second disciple in her previous life, Xu Lingling.

Xu Lingling eats cake.

Cake is the best thing in the world, if you don't eat more, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself, wouldn't it be a waste of life?

It's a pity, it seems to be a little tired of eating...

Perhaps, there is a need to cultivate a group of people who specialize in making cakes?

When Xu Lingling was thinking, there was already the sound of footsteps on the mountain road.

Whoever comes comes alone.

Wearing a purple and red embroidered gold dress.

There is no one behind the comer, he is alone.

But he alone is a hundred times more majestic than the thousands of troops behind him, because he is the strongest person in the northern and western sects of Yunzhou, and he is the emperor in the first emperor and one queen and two phases.

His eyebrows are long and narrow, like a sharp sword piercing through the temples, and his eyes are bright and dazzling, blazing like a lamp shining in the snow, with a sharp light that people dare not look at directly.

When he walked, he was majestic, walking in this pure white world, but he was not stained with snow and dust.

The people who eat the cake, the people who walk, finally come face to face.

Emperor Dao: "I know that you are a student of the master 1,500 years ago. ”

Xu Lingling said: "Yes." ”

The emperor smiled and said: "Then if you lose today, you can also pay for the regrets of your life." ”

Xu Lingling stretched out her forked tongue and licked the cake on her lips: "What regret?"

Emperor Dao: "Lonely regret was never born 1,500 years ago, and he had a hand with his master. ”

Xu Lingling said: "You are also worthy?"

The emperor stopped talking.

Whether you are worthy or not is not to fight with your mouth.

At the end of the conversation, it's time to make a move.

So, the emperor took a step forward.

Xu Lingling opened her mouth full of fangs, stuffed the cake into her mouth without wasting anything, puffed out her cheeks and got up while chewing.

The emperor took another step, and an incomparably thick black qi of bad karma appeared behind him.

This black gas spread violently, filling all the world behind him,

So that he is no longer like he comes, but a world that has become dark is coming.

Correct...

Xu Lingling is the same, the world behind her, down to the deep valley, up to the top of the sky, is also a darkness, and the boiling bad karma has turned into half the sky.

She walked, and the dark world followed.

Between heaven and earth, there is an extremely shocking scene.

It's like two different realms are starting to get closer and start competing against each other.

However, this realm stopped, and between each other, there was a light of twenty-eight zhang.

The emperor asked: "It took four hundred years to dream alone, but you have only slept for two hundred years, why did you come to this?"

Xu Lingling said: "Two hundred years ago, I created killing karma, blood flowed into the sea, bones piled up mountains, killing karma is all bad karma, you just dreamed for two hundred years, you can be like this, enough to be proud." ”

The world behind the emperor was stained with a thick black film.

Correct...

The same is true of the world behind Xu Lingling.

The emperor said calmly: "The fourteen realms are the realm of receiving the receptacle, and if you receive the urn, you have been recognized by heaven and earth, and are protected by heaven and earth.

But if you want to step into the fourteen realms, you need to find the basket first.

Only when the weight of the character is enough to be written in the basket can you step into the fourteen realms, which is a natural achievement.

I'm lucky enough to get nine pages in the West, and you have it too?"

Xu Lingling shook his head and said calmly: "Not yet." ”

Emperor: "Then why did it come to this?"

Xu Lingling asked, "Do you know how many people I killed?"

Emperor: "I don't know. ”

"Twenty-eight million people. ”

The emperor raised his head suddenly, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be too kind and kind compared to the tall and fat woman in front of him.

Xu Lingling said: "I slaughtered 28 million people, and my sinful karma cannot be washed away, but this sinful karma has also turned into monstrous bad karma, so that I have gained the power you said in my dream of two hundred years." ”

"You..."

"My sins are unforgivable, and my sins deserve death, but today, when I stand on this earth, I have fixed this earth. ”

Xu Lingling suddenly laughed fiercely.

"If there is no power, how can we change the world and how can we realize the ideals in our hearts?

In this way, it is to do many evils, and it is to be in the sea of blood,

As long as you can use your own strength to turn the world around and stabilize the world,

that all sins are mine,

That is, after death, he will sink into hell forever and will not be reincarnated,

What's the matter?!"

Emperor Dao: "Did the master teach you?"

Xu Lingling said: "No, the teacher is the most gentle person in the world,

So he died.

That's why I said you don't deserve to challenge him.

Even if you lived fifteen hundred years ago, you didn't deserve to come to Him.

He's a saint, I'm a sinner, and you... But mere mortals!"

Let's talk about it.

Behind the Demon Venerable, the evil karma condensed again, rich and rampant, like fire.

In an instant, the sky and the earth are empty,

Frozen into an inky sun suspended overhead.

The scorching sun, with two small dimples.

Overlooking the emperor in front of him.