Invincible little uncle

Chapter 6 6. The Shadow Court
As soon as Xia Jiejie left, the three-year-old royal boy finally found an opportunity to try his own skills. Although he hadn't exhausted his strength during this period, the two energies of Yin and Yang didn't have much conflict. The moon-like blend of water and milk made him feel that his body was full of harmony.

The sun and the moon are in the sky, and his body is that sky.

I closed my eyes and adjusted my breath, suddenly cold air gushed out from my left hand, and even my five fingers became ferocious, showing an ominous pale white color.

The right hand is boiling with hot yang energy, and the five fingers are slightly swollen. During this period, it seems that hot lava is flowing, or it is a furnace fire.

It can be said that the little emperor uncle with the left hand is Taiyin and the right hand is the sun, just standing there in a daze.

Because the disadvantage is that there is no move, it is like holding two missiles in the air, but there is no launcher.

From the corner of the Royal Bear's eyes, he saw a pile of rocks beside the small garden in the corner of the courtyard. His expression changed, and he strode forward.

The left hand is pale, and the right hand is lava, dragging out two magnificent long tails.

Staring at the irregular stone the size of an adult's fist, Xia Guang grabbed it with his right hand.

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The stone turned into stone chips almost instantly. Xia Guang rubbed his small hands, and the stone chips turned into sand, which flowed down from his fingertips.

What level is this?
Xia Guang is not quite sure.

He decided to try his left hand again.

The left hand, which was as white as a ghost, exuded a terrifying aura, but such a hand was growing on a three-year-old child. It was really shocking, as discordant as it could be.

After a while, Xia Guang looked at the unchanged stone in his hand and was speechless.

But the test still had to continue, and he applied what he had learned. The little finger of his right hand turned into a scorching fire knife, and randomly cut the stone, and then saw the nothingness in the center of the stone.

That is not turning into dust, but completely disappearing.

Just like a walnut whose heart has been taken out.

After casually crushing the stone into sand to "destroy corpses and eliminate traces", Xia Guang had a preliminary understanding of the characteristics of these two internal forces.

In short, the fiery qi is crushing from the outside in, while the extremely yin zhenqi is devouring from the inside out.

It's a pity that time didn't allow Xia Guang to continue to try. Not long after, the hurried Huang Jie came back, carefully holding a small plate of roast duck in her hand, which is about a quarter of the normal roast duck.

To be able to get the roast duck in the imperial dining room during non-dinner hours, it seems that Huang Jie really put her heart into it.

Xia Guang ran over and grabbed the roast duck with his hands.

But mid-air was caught by a thin and small hand.

Xia Jiejie said, "Wash your hands."

But the next moment, she showed doubts: such clean hands.

No sweat stains, no stickiness, just smooth.

Xia Guang said, "I washed it in advance."

After finishing speaking, he broke free from Sister Huang's hand, grabbed the roast duck and began to gnaw it. Halfway through the gnawing, he suddenly remembered something, and handed the remaining half of the intact roast duck to his sister: "You eat."

Sister Huang's expression relaxed, she had a bad appetite, so she said: "Xiao Guang eat, sister is not hungry."

Xia Guang accepted all of them bluntly.

a few days later.

The commander-in-chief of the palace, "Yijian Guanghan" Shi Jiuzhou, unexpectedly came to the door, and what he asked for was the ancient annotated version of the "Lenga Abadara Sutra".

He came here at the emperor's order, so the emaciated eldest princess ran to the messy backyard, rummaged through it, and finally found the scripture.

"I haven't finished reading this book yet, can you return it to me when it's finished?"

Xia Jiejie was a little bit reluctant, she didn't feel that when she watched it, she would only cherish it when she lost it.

"The humble official will convey the meaning of the eldest princess."

Shi Jiuzhou's voice was steady, then he took the Buddhist scriptures with both hands and turned away, leaving behind the eldest princess who felt lost.

But not for long.

Shi Jiuzhou returned, "It is the emperor's will that since the eldest princess is sincere to the Buddha, the scriptures will still be stored in the eldest princess's place."

After finishing speaking, the man was wearing a thin armor inside and an embroidered cow-embroidered navy blue dress on the outside, and said again: "The emperor's heart is kind, and the humble position is also very touching. I also hope that the eldest princess can often read and pray for the emperor's country."

Xia Jiejie found it again, she was in a good mood, and she promised, "Definitely."

Xia Guang, who was leaning on the bamboo recliner and sleeping soundly, naturally heard the conversation between the two. He didn't even need to check it, he knew that the inner strength secret book in the "Langa Abdara Sutra" must have been taken away, and the emperor left it. If the scriptures are useless, they are sent back.

As for the benevolence of Zhai, he would only deceive a yellow-haired girl like Sister Huang.

Afterwards, Xia Jiejie really held the scripture and read it for a day or two.

But it's just a day or two.

On the third day, she had already forgotten where the Buddhist scriptures that were casually thrown away yesterday were placed.

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In the middle of the night, the candles in the Imperial Study Room were always bright.

The eunuch knocked lightly on the door and shouted: "Your Majesty, someone is here."

A calm and majestic voice came from inside the room: "Come in."

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The door was pushed open, and the cold air outside the house came through the gap with the people coming, and the flickering candles in the house made the long shadows disorder.

When he settled down, he turned out to be a little boy, about eight or nine years old, handsome in appearance, with long hair neatly combed and tied into a small braid, giving people a sense of freedom and debauchery.

If it wasn't for that long hair that was all snow-white, and that handsome face that was twisted and ferocious, and the first sentence he uttered, others would have thought that no matter how bad this little boy was, he was also the eldest son of a certain family.

The white-haired boy's first words were: "Xiao Shanzi, go down."

The eunuch peeked at his master, but the latter nodded, so the eunuch hurried out of the imperial study room, and then very consciously walked to a place where he could not overhear anything, and guarded in front of the door.

The white-haired boy sat casually on the chair at the side of the imperial study, "You finally got the seat you dreamed of, how do you feel?"

The emperor shook his head: "It's not good, I'm trembling like walking on thin ice."

The white-haired boy said with a smile: "Don't think that I don't know, people in the whole Zhou Dynasty are saying that you are a tyrant, you will do what you want, and you are cruel.

Forget it, don't talk about these nonsense, what did you ask me to do? "

The emperor gently handed out several folded withered yellow pages, "This is something that can heal my brother's internal injuries."

The white-haired boy didn't get up, he just raised his hand and sucked it, and the withered yellow paper flew into his palm steadily. He opened it and looked at it. The writing on the paper was extremely small, densely packed, and accompanied by some small icons.

After just a few glances, the grim face of the white-haired boy showed joy: "Nine Yang Xuan Jing! Xia Zhi, well done!"

The corners of the emperor's eyes twitched slightly. Since he came to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, almost no one called him by his name directly. He still felt a little strange when he heard it today.

But he didn't suffer from it.

First of all, above the Jianghu, strength is the most respected. The so-called Great Zhou Dynasty is actually just the largest Jianghu power. His emperor, to put it bluntly, is the leader of this great Jianghu power.

Others can't figure it out, but as an emperor, he can't be ignorant.

So when it comes to Jianghu forces, there must be components. Except for some government agencies in the Great Zhou, the real under-the-box force is still composed of three major components.

First of all, there is the Royal Group.

Select the one with the strongest talent and the most suitable for retirement from the princes of all dynasties, and then pile up resources to cultivate them from an early age and instill the family philosophy, but just in case of accidents, there are usually two such princes.

The white-haired boy was named Xia Dun, and according to his seniority, he was the eldest brother of the current emperor Xia Zhi, but he "accidentally fell into the river and died" very early, and then practiced the Xia family's supreme secret skill "Eight Desolation Dominant Skill" , and living in seclusion behind the scenes has become the strongest reliance on the execution of imperial power.

This exercise is based on pure internal energy, it is extremely powerful, but its weakness is that it needs to be rejuvenated every 30 years.

Xia Dun was selected at the age of four to practice this technique. At the age of 34, he returned to his four-year-old appearance, and every day that passed, his strength recovered for an extra year.

Originally, everything was normal, and only 30 days later, Xia Dun could recover his strength and reach a higher level.

But unfortunately, at that time, I got the news that the demon monk Xiehua was trapped somewhere outside the capital. Time was running out and the opportunity was rare. Blocking.

At that time, he had just recovered to his nine-year-old strength.

Originally thought that Xie Hua was seriously injured, all she needed was to disguise her identity and command secretly on the spot.

But in fact, Xie Hua is a deep and ruthless person. During the fight, he was a little ignorant, and was taken hostage. He was injured by Xie Hua's Nine Yin Evil Sutra, and an immortal cold current penetrated into him. In his meridians, he was tortured day and night, and the pain was so painful.

Because of this, the "Eight Desolation Sovereign Art" was forced to stop, and his "development" was stuck at the age of nine.

The former emperor was also extremely anxious, looking for a panacea everywhere, trying to expel the weird Taiyin Qi in his body, but in the end he was told that "the cold is already deep, and only by practicing the true Sun Qi can it be cured."

The Nine Suns Profound Sutra is one of the supreme exercises for practicing the true energy of the sun.

(End of this chapter)