final catastrophe

272. Chapter 94

Sima Jia once saw Xia Yan accidentally slipped his foot and was in danger of falling off the cliff, but before he could make a move, a crane arrived that day, carrying Xia Yan who had fallen back to the cliff.

Another time, the two were in the deep mountains, and Xia Yan was so hungry that the senior brother also had the idea of ​​​​training the future emperor, but deliberately let him follow him, not to look for food with him.But soon, apes from the mountains came to offer juicy peaches. The most important thing was that those monkeys were only for Xia Yan, not for him.

Xia Yan can't peel peaches
The monkey was washed clean by the mountain spring for him, and it was almost peeled and cut into pieces for him to put on a plate.

Another time, Sima Jia remembered more clearly.

That time when the mountain torrents broke out and the mud and rocks fell from the sky, he originally wanted to take Xia Yan to use his body skills to escape, but an extremely strange feeling made him stop.

Because he felt that the boulder falling from the sky would never fall on Xia Yan.

Sure enough, the mountain cracked and rumbled, countless sharp rocks flew down, and the mud mixed with the cold mountain spring was like an earth dragon piercing through east and west, rampaging.

But Xia Yan's position is absolutely safe.

Those mudstones seem to have eyes, no matter how violent they are, they will not hurt this little child.

Sima Jia, who was standing beside him, was also touched.

The two quietly watched the end of the flash flood, and then looked ahead, there was actually a way for the two to return smoothly and unscathed.

It seems to have come to see a near-miss natural disaster.

Simply a miracle.

At that time, Sima Jia's mood was very complicated. He felt that ten thousand horses were running wildly, and the gap between people in this world was too great.

At that time, he thought, if he suddenly took out a knife and stabbed the little child in front of him, would he be struck to death by a bolt of lightning for no reason?
He decided to give it a try.

So he used the technique of "When the Son of Heaven Looks at the Sky", and at the same time held the knife in his arms, pretending to be full of murderous aura, but he hadn't pulled out the knife yet.

That day, he appeared insane.

Simajia felt that there was an eye in the sky staring at him, as long as he dared to draw his saber, there would be a lightning strike from the sky that day.

He hastily let go.

What is the child of fortune?

Everyone else died in a natural disaster, but he was unscathed.

With thousands of arrows fired, he seemed to be walking in a garden. Even if he didn't know martial arts, and didn't deliberately dodge, none of those arrows would fall on him.

In a desperate situation, there is heaven and earth to help.

Anyway, he couldn't die no matter what, and everyone else died, but he still had meat to eat, soup to drink, and macaques to offer peaches after dinner.

After that day, Sima Jia went back and read many history books.

But after looking up and down for thousands of years, I have never seen someone like Xia Yan.

Of course, it may also be that his collection of books is not rich enough.

But even the emperor who created the Yongye Era never left rumors like him.

You must know that future generations will always exaggerate the legend of the first emperor.

But no matter how exaggerated it was, it was not as shocking as Sima Jia saw in this little Xia Yan.

With luck, you can become the son of destiny.

But from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to absorb all the fortunes of a continent, causing that continent to lose all its popularity and turn into a ghost, but all the luck has been added to him.

How terrifying this is.

It is equivalent to all people in a continent, all creatures, all fortunes, possibilities, and futures are all concentrated in one place.

Naturally, Sima Jia didn't know how Xia Yan was born, otherwise he should have understood how terrifying the aura this little child carried was.

In other words, it is a bit modest to carry great luck.

To be precise, he is lucky.

Every hair, every pore of his is the concentration of luck.

It is so terrifying!
How can such a person be killed?

Why kill?

It is obviously in his own camp, but Wudang only needs to go through the initial difficulties, and in the future he will be a real Conglong, Congzhenlong.

It's not the fake dragon that Shanghuang used to be Xia Yan's whetstone for a while.

As for who is the whetstone and who is the right man, Wudang has no choice on this point.

Therefore, the idea of ​​actively joining the WTO is absolutely not advisable.

Because the stage of Wudang was definitely not built by Emperor Shang.

Of course, the idea of ​​​​the hermit school is not feasible.

Emperor Shang has just ascended the throne, he is very powerful, he is self-willed, if he refuses now, or it is just superficially perfunctory, then the real disaster will be imminent in the future.

So we must go to Wudang, and we must go seriously and carefully.

Not only to go, but also to cooperate with Shanghuang, to give whatever he wants.

According to Sima Jia's speculation.

Shanghuang is just to unify the martial arts and control the major sects.

At the same time, Ling's various sects fought with each other in the imperial capital, and he came to check and balance, referee, and formulate the rules.

Perhaps, he still has the idea of ​​exposing the secret techniques and unique skills of various sects, but these Wudangs can bear them. For the sake of the future trend, so what if he offers Wudang's unique skills with both hands?
Sima Jia can think so because he is the mastermind and can bow and kneel for the sake of the general situation, but it doesn't mean that everyone will think so.

This was also what Sima Jia was worried about.

The most critical point is how to explain the previous seal and how to explain it to Wudang.

Only after overcoming this difficulty, will there be the hypocrisy below.

Therefore, Sima Jia thought and thought, and said cautiously: "Master, why don't you let me go to Tianque."

He understands the general situation better, so he will definitely be able to rely on what he has learned to turn the crisis into safety and let Wudang go through this most dangerous moment.

"If it doesn't work, let Xie Luo go with me, so I can have someone to take care of me."

Xia Ji groaned, and when he raised his head, he met hundreds of eyes.

All the elite disciples of Wudang are waiting for this young headmaster to make a decision. He has a fluttering white robe and a long arc moon knife on his waist that can cut through everything.

Yoshihisa
Xia Ji looked at the silver-haired man and smiled, "This trip is extremely dangerous, you are weak, how can I let you go to dangerous places again?"

Sima Jia looked at the head teacher quietly, his gaze was firm: "For Wudang, for this future prosperity, Jia will die a hundred times without regret."

The words are loud and loud. Although this delicious and fun silver-haired man is usually a loafer, he never shirks in the face of righteousness. So what if the imperial capital is a mountain of swords and seas of fire?

I am determined to reverse the situation of a narrow escape by relying on what I have learned in my life and being good at dancing.

So what if you can't go back here and die in another country?
Sima Jia stood among the crowd, with his head held high, his silver hair swaying slightly in the wind blowing in from outside the door, the wind was rustling, is it the only reckless man in the world who understands the coldness of Yishui?
He is waiting for the headmaster to make the final decision.

However, Xia Ji's words were destined to disappoint him.

The head teacher in white robe said slowly: "This trip, I will go.

You have paid too much for Wudang, I can't let you go thousands of miles away. "

Sima Jia was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Headmaster, you need to sit in Wudang."

The head teacher in white robe shook his head lightly, and continued: "After I go, you will temporarily take the position of head teacher. If I never return, then you will be the head teacher."

"How does this make it?"

Xia Ji said: "You have clever calculations, how can you not understand that I can only go to this feast in the imperial capital? If you forcefully change your fate, you may suffer humiliation and live up to your life in vain."

Sima Jia immediately shut up.

The two looked at each other.

Naturally they all understood why Xia Ji could only go this time.

The second eldest lady in the legend of the new era is enough to overturn the current situation, and even if the No.
It is also like a stick in the throat!

Therefore, no one can replace Xia Ji in this trip.

He must go.

It's just that Sima Jia didn't want his head teacher to be wasted in such a fight for nothing, but wanted to go forward by himself and try his best to reverse the situation.

Win a breather for Wudang.

It's a pity that this young head teacher also saw through this point.

At the end of the conversation, the silver-haired man let out a long sigh, clasped his fists and said, "Then please don't be careful, Master, Jia and all Wudang disciples will be here waiting for you to come back."

Xia Ji stared quietly at the silver-haired man for a moment, then swept across everyone in Wudang.

The atmosphere is oppressive and dull.

But the headmaster in white robe suddenly burst into laughter. He held his head up and said proudly: "The imperial capital, I can come and leave whenever I want, who can stop me?"

For a moment, he was full of arrogance, and everyone couldn't help but get excited when they thought of the figure of this young man who went to Xiangyang alone and slashed alone outside Lingye City.

Legend, this is a legend that is destined to be engraved in this era!
Following him, I really have no regrets in this life!
(End of this chapter)