final catastrophe

Chapter 265 87. Pleading (for subscription)

When Luo Yingning left, Xia Ji didn't specifically notify Xie Xi, Pan Duo or Ai Li to kill him directly.

A small Shattering Void Realm is not worthy of him being treated so hard

There are already many dormant real powerhouses in Longzangzhou now, such as beasts, they may not be defeated when they face this so-called Shangxian, but he who has been empowered with the "Black Banquet Seal" will take time to swallow them Gain stronger strength, even if you don't break through, you can still compete with these masters of the Shattering Void Realm.

Entering Taoism through martial arts is certainly a way.

But strengthening the body, activating the potential of the body, and even further awakening the blood source of the gods and demons is not necessarily the way of the strong.

It's just that such a path is regarded as an evil path by famous and decent sects.

The same is becoming stronger, how can there be a difference between good and evil?

In addition to the slaughtered people on the road to becoming stronger, more of them are the blood source of gods and demons hidden in the fearful human body.

All the powerhouses standing at the top of the pyramid, no matter what line of the Buddhist corpse path, are afraid that those outdated demon gods from the chaotic century will reappear and point fingers at them.

Therefore, Xia Ji didn't care about letting such an "unusual number" who had already entered.

Of course, if Luo Yingning went to the Endless Sea by herself and wanted to return, then no matter whether she met Xie Xi or Pan Duo, she would definitely die.

The difference is nothing more than whether the fruit of the vineyard is irrigated with blood, or it is pecked at the carcass of that horrible black crow.

After the immortal resigned here.

Xia Ji turned his head to look at his nephew seriously, and said in a deep voice, "Although Teacher Luo bids farewell for the time being, the homework she teaches must not be missed. Every day before sunrise, I will ask your aunt Yue or Aunt Xiang to take you to the top of the mountain." , cross-legged into the Tao, absorbing the essence of the day and night, and at the same time calming the mind."

Although Xia Ji wasn't in the three veins of Buddha's Corpse Dao, he could pick up these things easily without even making a sound.

Xia Yan looked at this uncle in shock, his anger even overwhelmed his fear for a while.

I. I'm still a child.

Xia Ji glanced at him quietly, as if he had read his mind. In fact, the child's mind was very simple, and he could quickly judge it from his expression, and it was clear at a glance.

But he didn't feel any pity, and continued: "Cultivate Taoism at Maoshi to collect the essence of the sun and the moon, and recite the classics at Chenshi, and I will show up at Sishi to teach you the basic skills. Rest at noon and last time, Weishi, Shenshi, and Youshi continue to morning homework."

Xia Yan was completely shocked.
But this terrifying uncle didn't intend to stop at all, but continued: "Only by suffering and suffering can you become a superior person, and it is not easy to become a superior person, because you have more burdens on your shoulders." weight.

They can make you or break you. "

Xia Ji stared at this nephew, and said some things that he didn't even think were right.

Xia Yan was so frightened that he didn't even dare to act like a baby, but he felt that on this mountain, no one could save him anymore.

that night.

The west wind blows frost.

In the courtyard, Jiang Nanyue said helplessly: "Boss, Yan Yan is only over one year old, and he is just a human being."

The moonlight pouring down among the leaves elongated the figures of the two.

Xia Ji was wearing a snow-white headmaster robe, standing under the brilliance of the ice wheel, standing in the wind, his side face was firm and resolute, the lines were hard and soft just right, the vicissitudes of life and youthful pupils, the lips that were neither raised nor drooped, made people feel uneasy no matter how they looked at him. Can't get enough.

Just like a jar of fine wine brewed with the water of the long river of history, it has a strong fragrance and intoxicating aroma before it is opened.

Facing Jiang Nanyue's question, Xia Ji just gave a faint "hmm", indicating that he already knew.

However, at the same time, his heart was filled with a strange emotion towards this "Child of Destiny".

In just a few months, Jiang Nanyue, who was once raised by the giant wolf of Xishan, imprisoned in Chuyin, and robbed into Ziwei's prison, was able to plead for mercy.

When you grow up, you should be able to fascinate many girls.

Jiangnan Yue saw Xia Ji's disapproving gaze.

Biting his lip, he lowered his head, turned around and took a few steps, and couldn't help but said again: "Climbing the mountain before it's dark, Yan Yan can't bear this kind of hardship, big brother, let's go when the sky is bright, what kind of immortals are there before?" That's what's required."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt an extremely strong force hitting her soft abdomen.

Pain came.

Immediately, she flew upside down and hit the giant tree behind her, the dust dispersed, she sat under the tree with her head drooped, two lines of blood flowed from her mouth.

"There will be no next time." The voice of Wudang Headmaster came from afar and entered Jiangnanyue's ears.

The girl with the cat braids had gloomy eyes, exhaled lightly, and resisted the pain from the abdomen to the internal organs, as well as the calm and almost terrifying voice, and respectfully responded: "Yes."

When she returned to Qingzhao Peak, she opened the door carefully and entered.

Yan Yan and Jing Xiang in the house should have already fallen asleep.

She didn't want to disturb the two of them, and she didn't want to be seen by them at this time.

But just as the door was closed, a childish voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Aunt Yue, what's the matter with you?" The lovely child was standing in the yard, under the moonlight, the moon in the south of the Yangtze River was like golden paper, very pale and haggard.

Xia Ji's blow, although he was merciful, was not something Jiang Nanyue could bear.

Jiang Nanyue gave a weary smile, and threw herself down in the courtyard.

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The next day, early morning.

On a cliff in Wudang, a two-year-old child cried angrily at a man sitting quietly.

"Bad guy! Bad guy!"

"Why beat Aunt Yue?"

"Aunt Yue must be pleading for me, why did you beat her!"

Although Xia Yan is still just a doll, but he is growing extremely fast, and looks like a four or five year old boy, and his hair is combed back and tied into a cute little braid, dragging behind him.

At this time, he was shaking with his venting roar.

Xia Ji stood proudly, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, the arc moon long knife was placed on his knee, and the snow-white headmaster's robe made a loud noise, like the thousand piles of snow rolled up by the stormy waves hitting the shore.

His nephew's anger didn't make him feel the slightest emotion.

He just shook his head: "If you weren't afraid of hardship, why would your aunt Yue plead for you?

After all, it's because you're too useless.You are so useless that even she doesn't believe that you can persevere, that's why she came to me secretly, hoping to relieve your burden. "

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment.

Xia Ji continued: "But I won't relieve you, whether you understand it or not, I will treat you like an adult.

You are my sister's son and my nephew. What I hope is that you can stand at the pinnacle of this continent, instead of acting like a child in a corner. "

Xia Yan thought for a while, organized his words with difficulty, and retorted: "But... there are many little Taoist boys, they are still playing. They are all older than me."

Xia Ji shook his head and said, "You are different."

After speaking, no further explanation.

Xia Yan was left standing still in the wind.

For the first time, this little baby felt sad emotions, which rushed from the depths of his soul, making him at a loss as to what to do.

(End of this chapter)