Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 348 - 348: 213: Imagination of the World

Chapter 348: Chapter 213: Imagination of the World

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Xia Ji left the Heavenly Sun Mountain.

He didn’t look for Houtu again because she had already found him.

Concubine Wu was wearing the Houtu mask, but it was obviously impossible for her to recognize Feng Nanbei as her former Seventh Imperial Brother.

Now, she questioned coldly, “” I am the Hidden Lord, yet you destroyed the

Blood Rain Hall under me. The 22 forces led by the Twelve Forms of the Hidden

Blade…’

“My disciple has the Su family token. Didn’t you see it?” Xia Ji interrupted her.

Or did your subordinate not give it to you?

“I didn’t know, ” Wu Ji argued.

Xia Ji said, ” Knowing the truth and not reporting it? Such subordinates deserve to die. Aren’t you going to thank me for killing them for you? ” “You!” Wu Ji’s face immediately filled with anger. Feng Nanbei!”

Xia Ji snorted and walked past her. ‘”‘Take care of your people.”

Concubine Wu suddenly stopped being angry. She was quiet for a moment and said gently, “Wait a minute.”

Xia Ji paused.

Concubine Wu reminded him in a soft voice, “Feng Nanbei, can you guard those children forever?”

Her words were very calm, as if she was reminding the Imperial Teacher in front of her that he had not broken through to the eleventh realm.

Your lifespan is limited. ‘

You’ll return to the Su Family after completing your mission, but I’m different because I’m already at the 11th realm. When you return to the Su Family, I’ll be the one to decide how these children die. ”

Don’t even think about breaking through to the 11th realm in a short period of time. It’s because the Tribulation Fire Seed is getting harder and harder to find. There’s almost no more of it. ‘

After she asked this question, she smiled.

She was waiting to see how angry the man in front of her was.

However, Xia Ji closed his eyes, and the image of the Fourth Princess, who had once pitied herself by Huaqing Lake in the Imperial Capital, flashed through his mind.

“Concubine Wu, are you happy?” he asked.

The Hidden Lord did not expect this response. She said angrily, “What does this have to do with you?”

After saying that, she was stunned because she realized that not only did she not make the man in front of her angry, but she was the one who was angry.

Why?

Xia Ji didn’t wait for her reply and continued walking forward.

“Feng Nanbei, we haven’t fought yet, right?” Wu Ji suddenly asked.

Xia Ji chuckled, ignoring her and not stopping.

Wu Ji looked at his back coldly, but her heart was filled with a strange feeling.

This man…

It gave her an indescribable feeling.

However, no matter whether they liked him or hated him, they couldn’t deny that he was a peerless genius. He was still reading and studying the book ‘

World Force ‘

She sighed. For some reason, she suddenly thought of the question she had just asked.

“Am I happy?

“Brother

When he returned to Mirror Lake, it was already snowing heavily.

The area outside the lake was still bustling with activity.

Xia Ji came to a boat with his bamboo hat on.

Before he could speak, the little girl in the cabin said,”lt’s snowing heavily today, so I won’t go out of the lake.”

Xia Ji took out five taels of silver, which was two taels more than usual.

The little girl took the silver and weighed it in her hand.

In the bronze mirror, the person was no longer young. Her black hair mixed with her white hair fell down.

He sat back in front of the table, grinded the ink, picked up the brush, and wrote four big words on the paper.

The image of the world.

The days after that were very simple.

During the day, Xia Ji was either writing the Ten Thousand Laws Manual or reading books.

These books were all sent by Su Tian’s subordinates. Each time, there would be thousands of books.

At night, he would go through the Inferno Transfer Station to the outside of the pass.

Now, he had five transit stations.

The first was at Mirror Lake.

The second was in the ruins of the Imperial City.

The third was in the extreme west of the pass.

The fourth was the Church of Wolf, Snake, and Death in the Country of Ice and Snow.

The fifth one was at Fangzhang Island’s Golden Jade Lane.

It only took him ten seconds to travel from Mirror Lake Manor to the bandit lands outside the pass.

On this night, no one knew that he had transformed into Xia Ji in the depths of the Tribulation Land and trained hard as a Dharmakaya. Now, he had long broken through the Magical Aperture Realm and two of his eight Dharma Meridians had been connected.

Time flew by, and soon the winter snow stopped. The spring seedlings poked their heads out of the soil. The colorful flowers bloomed in midsummer, and then in early autumn, another cycle came.

All things are born and die again, and gradually come to life toward death.

Xia Ji had also completed the second chapter of the Ten Thousand Laws Manual.

Although he was not satisfied because he had new gains every day, this one was enough to give to the world.

When he put down his brush, it was another autumn rain season outside the curtain.

He heard footsteps in the quiet manor. These footsteps were a little slower than when he left.

Soon,

One figure after another landed in the wind and rain in front of the study.

Ninety-nine left, seventy-two returned.

All the disciples seemed to have grown up after only a year.

“Greetings, Teacher,” everyone said in unison.

They had naturally heard about the extermination of sects in the martial arts world and guessed that it had something to do with their teacher. If not for their teacher, they would have died in the martial arts world long ago.

Xia Ji walked out of the study and out of the eaves. He didn’t block the rain and allowed the cold rain to wet his clothes and hair.

“I know what you’ve encountered, and I know that your world has undergone earth-shattering changes,” he said softly.

“But what I want to say is that you haven’t encountered enough. The ones you’ve encountered are still too weak. You haven’t encountered a truly terrifying enemy yet.

There will still be people who will die, who will be crippled, injured, in pain, and in despair. There will also be people who will be deceived, deceived, coaxed, and even betrayed.”

The seventy-two disciples listened quietly. They simultaneously withdrew their power and allowed the rain to wet them. They stood in the autumn rain with their teacher and listened to his teachings silently.

Xia Ji swept his gaze over the children who could no longer be called children and said calmly, “”A greenhouse can only nurture weakness, and protection can only bring about fragility…You are not my pets, but my disciples.

“Next time, I won’t take the initiative to attack again. Unless all the karma reaches me, I won’t care.

If you die, I will help you take revenge, but is there any meaning to you who are already dead?”

The disciples listened attentively.

Xia Ji raised his head, facing the autumn rain. He closed his eyes and said softly, ‘”‘The second volume of the Ten Thousand Arts Scroll is ready. You can take it and copy it to learn.

Then, you can go out after winter. The next time you come back, I hope there will still be seventy-two people.”

With that, he waved his sleeves and turned around, stepping into the study.

The disciples looked at each other. Many things had happened in this year. Everyone had a story, and some even gained ignorant feelings.

After resting for a while, many people chose to go to the martial arts practice hall in the manor.

To their surprise, they found a crystal ball in the middle of the hall. The ball was burning with purple flames, emitting bursts of high temperature that

made people’s blood boil.

In the heart of the flame that no one could see was a small…A pure black flame.

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