Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Qi Qianren died.

The scalding divine blood was splashed in the vast snow, and the scorching power contained in it still lingered, making one's heart palpitating.

But he still lost his life in the end.

As the governor of the Blood Shadow Guard, a close minister of the King of Qi, Qi Qianren's strength is among the top batch of Shangqing in the entire Qi.

He died in Tian's clan.

If the ancient blood king knew
It will definitely cause quite a shock in this huge Linzi royal city!

Tian Heng watched helplessly as Ji Qiu clapped his hands, threw the bandage-wrapped, blood-stained head on the ground, and his eyes finally showed a flame of anger:

"Ji Qiu, do you know who you killed?!"

Originally, if there hadn't been the sudden intervention of these two people, they should have been able to stop Ji Qiu's actions and prevent the situation from developing to such an irreversible point.

But, it's too late to say anything now!
Ji Qiu, who had just finished a big battle and let out a sigh of relief, now heard that angry questioning, he glanced left and right.

When he saw the two familiar figures, he knew in his heart, and he also knew the attitude of the Jixia masters, so he didn't respond to Tian Heng first, but just nodded slightly to the two:

"Excuse me, gentlemen."

"In addition, I am deeply sorry for causing trouble to Jixia, and please send a message to Lord Jijiu afterwards."

"Just say, Ji Qiu will pay for it later."

Han Fei jumped off the horse, holding the ruler in his hand, and Mo Di, with his hands behind his back, was still exerting pressure on the gods in front of the palace.

After hearing Ji Qiu's words, Han Fei shook his head:
"It's just that others pick the trouble first, so it's not troublesome."

"Also, although I'm not from Jixia, I know a little about Meng Jijiu's personality, and I think Mr. Ji should know even more."

"He's an old man, he doesn't take this as trouble."

The stern-faced young man had just finished speaking.

On the other side, although Mo Di didn't answer, he slowly drew the Juzi sword from his waist.

Swish!
The blade is out of the sheath, without any bells and whistles.

It was an ancient and simple long sword exuding a dark streamer. The sword body was ordinary, but when the middle-aged man in black raised his arm with one arm, there was a unique vigor and dao rhyme flowing through it.

As Ji Qiu who possesses the talent of sword heart enlightenment, he can tell at a glance that Mo Di's sword has its own way and has entered the realm of transformation.

Most of the swordsmen in this world only know how to swing a sword, or practice sword moves, and after learning one and a half moves, they dare to claim that they have mastered swordsmanship.

But in fact, it's nothing more than mediocre.

Even practitioners, most of them are the same.

In Ji Qiu's eyes, only those who truly follow their own heart and draw their swords can be regarded as true swordsmen.

And such people are extremely rare.

Ji Qiu boasted that he used to be in charge of Yuanyang, and also used the method of tracing back to the source to turn what he had learned in his life into a Zixiao sword scripture, and he had extraordinary attainments in the way of swordsmanship.

But he didn't think that he was a pure sword cultivator.

Because there is no god in his sword, only extremely strong technique, just like drawing a dragon without eyes, although he is powerful enough to subdue all opponents, but in the final analysis, it is difficult to be regarded as extremely sincere in the sword.

At least, it's not as pure as Mo Di's sword in front of him.

hum~
An invisible sword rhyme flowed from the Juzi sword, and slowly spread in this corner of the world.

As a result, only black and white are left in the huge Tian clan land.

It even suppressed the vast snow scene.

"I am a person who hates swords and the use of force."

"But when the strong wield their swords against the weak, or when the unreasonable and unreasonable use their power to oppress others."

"Then, I will draw the sword."

Mo Di walked with his sword, stepping on the remaining black and white world, his tone was calm, and he couldn't see the majesty of a strong man.

Ji Qiu stared at him, only seeing a kind of courage in him.

A kind of spirit that when everyone is angry, everyone will be the enemy of the country!
The way of the Mohists is either black or white!

If it's not white, it's black!
"Mr. Ji, why did you say resignation?"

"Is it because you use your own power to punish a powerful person, so you feel uneasy?"

"It doesn't have to be that way."

"Ji Xia, Master, Meng Ke, Li Er. Bing, Fa, Zongheng, Yin and Yang, and even hundreds of schools!"

"It's always been a place of reason."

"And in the world, no one else has ever wanted to kill you, and you still have to bow your neck and teach me the truth!"

"You say, yes or no?"

Mo Di strode forward, leaped up the steps with his sword in hand, and stood alone in front of the audience full of gods and blood Shangqing, his words and deeds were in harmony, and in an instant, he had mastered the aura of the whole situation!

Absolute gap!
Even though Ji Qiu has experienced ups and downs for a long time, hearing Mo Di's calm, orderly, but sonorous and powerful words, he can't help being agitated by them.

Using words to mobilize people's hearts, supplemented by strength, will make people feel convincing!

Even those god blood Shangqing, such as Tian's, or several other families, even if they are on the opposite side, they have to obey.

This man is right!

Tian Heng also knew that what Mo Di said was the truth.

But Qi Qianren, as King Qi's envoy, died like this, and he had to give an explanation!
It has to be proved that he did stop it!
So under the oncoming pressure, Tian Heng said in a dull tone:

"Mo Di, you Jixia, do you really want to protect him?"

"As you can see, King Qi is the only one left today and one of the oldest seven kings. He was unmatched in his prime of life, and all the ancient kings in the turbulent years were in his hands. More than one king was bloodied. number!"

"Even the source of my Tian family, the former 'Chen', has been transformed into a cloud of the past in this process, and even the authority of Wang Xue has been stripped away."

"The extraordinaryness of Jixia and even you ordinary people has only been developed for a few hundred years, even if it is said to break the sky, it is only nearly a thousand years old!"

"Why do you disobey the king's will!?"

The source of Tian's long history also had royal blood flowing, but that was all a long, long time ago.

The king who dormant and proclaimed himself to resist corruption, took off the crown, enshrined his authority, and became Qi's vassal.

Even being the king of divine blood, he couldn't beat the Lord Jiang Qi who was flowing with divine blood.

What's more, is it a mere mortal?

Tian Heng's words are both a warning and a warning.

But, in fact, as early as when Mo Di made his move, the answer to all this had already been known.

Mo Di, holding the sword, saw that Tian Heng was only bluffing people with his words, and he didn't make a move at all, and he couldn't do anything, his face remained unchanged, he only corrected his words, and said:
"It's not that Mo Di wants Mr. Baoji, and it's not that Jixia wants Mr. Baoji."

"It's me waiting, under Baoji!"

"Ji Qiu is just a microcosm of Jixia. Even if the target is not aimed at him today, there will be soldiers, law, Mohist, Confucianism, or other great sages, who will come to your Tian family, or Jiuqing's banquet. .”

"It's even possible. It's not impossible for Jiang Qi's descendants of the king's blood to personally exert pressure."

"Take a step back today, take a step back tomorrow, day after day, the threshold of Jixia will cease to exist sooner or later!"

"Over the past year or so, many scholars have been humiliated. Now you and others want to kill me, the great sage of Jixia, and you have crossed the threshold. If we don't express our attitude, Jixia's atmosphere will completely fall dust!"

"No matter how strong King Qi is, he can't break my strength!"

"It's a big deal. If this school is scattered, my family will still exist in another place!"

The words are sonorous and give up.

With a flip of his wrist, Mo Di slashed straight with a sword light, cutting off the row of bronze statues on that side, just to make a warning to others!

Then he flicked his sleeves, looked at Ji Qiu and Han Fei, and said, "Let's go!"

Looking back, no one dared to stop him.

When the three of them walked out of Tian's gate with strides, the black and white energy transformed by the sword's intent dissipated a little.

The theoretical leaders of these hundreds of families are a group of great sages.

One person alone is no weaker than Ji Qiu, and even an existence like Mo Di who has taken half a step is even better than him!
Before the age of ignorance, the sages who were able to develop a theory were so powerful.

And the three of them left Tian's old mansion.

to the outside world.

I saw that the snow in the sky stopped for a while, and replaced by a sudden change in the sky.

From the depths of the inner city of Linzi King City, that is, the sky above the palace guarded by the House of the Nine Qings.

There was a layer of palpitating breath, which slowly overflowed, and the illusory salt particles turned into a white torrent, as if to completely submerge the entire Linzi sky.

That is the authority that belongs to the king.

However, this force is not the only one in the sky above Linzi.

From the edge of the outer city, there was an ancient bell ringing in the ancient school palace, and the sound of Taoism circulated. The phenomenon of purple air coming from the east that had shocked the world before slowly emerged again.
It is high up in the sky, and it faintly confronts the authority of the king.

Mo Di stepped out of the threshold and put his palm on the Juzi sword.

He raised his head and saw the two auras dominating half of the sky, he couldn't help but smile, then raised his finger, pointing to the two vast auras facing each other in the sky, and said:

"Mr. Ji, let's see."

"Even if someone didn't show it to you, but my peers who came out of ordinary people, please bear witness."

"No matter when, as long as we are still on the right path."

"Then from the same source, when facing those irresistible powers, there will always be someone who will act as a torch and walk in front to illuminate the way forward for you, shouldering against the sky."

"Even if it's a king,"

"You can't deprive ordinary people of their dignity."

"Now, it is no longer the era of ignorance and submission hundreds of thousands of years ago."

"We wait, we swear to go back to the ancient fire, and completely ignite this sunken world!"

"For this reason, we should be determined and forge ahead."

Opening his arms, Mo Di raised his head slightly, closed his eyes lightly, and said so.

And Ji Qiu, who had been prepared to run ahead of schedule, couldn't help being touched by this.

The purple energy that manifested was clearly transformed by Li Er who was immersed in the library and studied Taoism and nature all day long.

As for who it is against, it is even more obvious.

The King of Blood, who was comparable to Faxiang Zhenjun, was sitting in the city of Linzi, and there was no reason why he could not notice Qi Qianren's fall.

The vision transformed by that authority is his way of venting his anger and dissatisfaction.

But obviously, Ji Xia did not choose to back down because of Ji Qiu's incident this time.

In the visible place, Mo Di came with a sword, Han Fei drove straight in, and Li Er challenged Jiang Qi's lord forcefully, showing signs of tearing his face.

As for invisible places.

Thinking about it, Master, Meng Ke, and other scholars of the Hundred Schools did not ignore this matter.

They were all silently watching Ji Qiu's every move.

This time, although Ji Qiu seemed to be alone, he came calmly.

But in fact, he is just the epitome of the entire mortals, Jixia, and even hundreds of schools!
His choice, his crispness and destructiveness.

It is the first time that all the sons, all the pure-blooded human races have uprightly resisted the so-called divine blood and holiness!

Just like what he said in his words when he beheaded Qi Qianren.

You can speak, but I always reserve the right to choose.

They are all living beings walking on the ground, so it is true that they can never change forever, can they be the supreme dictator forever?
There is no such eternal truth in the world!
Really, get rid of the emotion brought by the simulation, and face the future of this era.

Ji Qiu finally integrated into this era, into the ranks of this group of philosophers and sages.

He looked at the intertwined vision in the sky, and suddenly said:
"Lord Jiang Qi, I won't make trouble at this time."

The boy's words were somewhat determined.

In this regard, Mo Di and Han Fei looked sideways, with some surprise in their eyes.

You know, Qidi and Jixia are no longer as tense as they are now.

It is no exaggeration to say that swords are on the verge of breaking out.

Now that this situation has evolved, to be honest, whether it is the philosophers or the sages, they are actually ready to turn the table in their hearts.

If it is successful, it will be kept in Jixia, and if it is not a big deal, it will be spread to all directions, just like hundreds of other schools in other places, just find and build another holy place!
Anyway, as long as the theory is not extinguished, the enlightenment spirit of ordinary people will be like a torch, burning forever.

"how you said that?"

Han Fei pondered and asked, although Mo Di didn't speak, his eyes also agreed.

"It's just a guess, but in the past year or so, with Master and Daoist preaching one after another, King Qi hasn't made any big moves, so we can see something."

"King Qi, the ancient king of divine blood, was once mysterious and powerful, but there is one fact that he cannot ignore."

' That is now the King of the Seven Kingdoms"

"They're all old."

"Even if they were once magnificent and deprived of countless royal blood rights to fill their bodies, but under the corrosion of the years, they are not holy in the sky after all."

"Thousands of tens of thousands of years have transformed the once glorious divine blood into a lingering curse, and King Qi is no exception."

"He doesn't make a move right now, he should be planning something. In the past, he wanted to seek the law of hundreds of schools. As for what he wants to do now, it is unknown."

"But watching this scene of confrontation, instead of directly killing me."

"It can be seen that the current King Qi doesn't want to do anything."

Combined with some inferences in the simulation, Ji Qiu calmly analyzed.

Just as Ji Qiu said.

If the king of Qi really has no scruples, the king's prestige is immeasurable.

He wouldn't be so happy jumping here at all.

How could he not directly suppress and kill him by means of thunder, and then gather several ancient men who surrendered to Qi, as well as many god-blooded officials, to destroy Jixia together?
Time doesn't care how you own it, but how you use it.

Since, this king of Qi may have chosen to go dormant for the time being.

Then face to face the coercion of the blood king can only be left for the future.

And Ji Qiu has reason to believe that we will see you next time.

With his brand new identity and strength, he will personally set off and subvert the wave of this era!
But before that, he temporarily extinguished the idea of ​​running away.

Ready to pack up and go to Jixia, before rebuilding the glory of humanity,
The last time I saw Meng Ke who was offering wine.