Long Live The Emperor!-Chapter 572 - : 33. Goldfinger leveled up, let’s build a snowman

Chapter 572: 33. Goldfinger leveled up, let’s build a snowman

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As soon as she finished speaking, the Inferno Saber Lord hurriedly said, “Old

Lady, please don’t say that. It’s so embarrassing.”

After saying that, the Inferno Saber Lord said respectfully to Xia Ji, “”Greetings,

Mister. ”

Hua Ruyi looked at Xia Ji curiously. She felt that this young man was a god-like figure. When she thought that such a figure was her uncle, she felt a little strange and happy. She sweetly called him ” Uncle. ”

Xia Ji had the intention of living here and accompanying his mother until the end of his life, so he didn’t feel estranged from these people. He returned the greeting one by one and then casually gave some pointers to the Blazing Blaze Saber Lord and Hua Ruyi.

Soon …

The Hua family knew that this person had come.

The Qi Kingdom also knew that this person had come.

Every day, the Hua family was bustling with people. Many people gave things to the old lady in various ways. It was as lively as the new year.

Xia Ji’s days were normal, and he just read books.

However, he found that after he reached the peak of the thirteenth realm, his good karma continued to grow. It was as if all the incense burned to the Master’s Temple in the world belonged to him.

Perhaps it was the incense or some other factor, but he actually felt that his trace of Taoist Connotation had turned into two.

This was not something created out of nothing, but it seemed that the Taoist Connotation was formed by the fusion of two paths.

Why?

Why were there two?

Moreover, it was two paths merging into one?

Naturally, Xia Ji still couldn’t understand.

However, this did not prevent him from absorbing the Taoist Connotation at a deeper level.

How to absorb it?

In his heart, in his mind, there was a vast Yin Yang grinding wheel in his mind. This grinding wheel had almost fused with him. He used it all the time to analyze all the laws in the world and reorganize all the images.

Thus, he began to use the Yin Yang Grinding Wheel to slowly absorb the two strands of Taoist Connotation, one for each strand.

If these two strands of Taoist Connotation hadn’t been completely refined by the Fire of the Realm of the Source of Calamity, they probably wouldn’t have belonged to Xia Ji. If it hadn’t been for the vast and pure Joss Flames, these Taoist Connotation wouldn’t have separated.

But even so, the absorption process was not short.

As Xia Ji absorbed the energy with all his might, he lived in seclusion and accompanied his mother around the area. If anyone came to seek his guidance or study, as long as they had a good character, he would usually give them pointers or write cultivation techniques casually.

He had lived in the Hua family for a long time and had given guidance to countless people. He had also given them countless cultivation techniques. These cultivation techniques were all incomparably precious and were destined to create an unprecedentedly prosperous Jianghu.

Ten years later.

After he digested the two strands of Taoist Connotation, the Yin Yang Grinding Wheel became even stronger, so much so that he didnt know how strong it was.

Apart from that, his ability to obtain Skill Orbs from reading books had leveled up.

In short, it was no longer limited to books, but to everything in the world.

You can see the mountains.

Look at the water.

Look at the wind.

Look at the clouds.

Look at the stars in the sky.

Look at the dust on the ground.

From there, he would obtain a skill.

There was always something to be gained from observing. Xia Ji had also compared it to the first time. The Skill Orbs he had obtained were all light red in color, and they were still at the ninth level, which was the level where Dharma could be produced.

On the eleventh year, Hua Xiaochan passed away peacefully. She lived to 104 years old, and her 100th birthday was even more lively than ever, so the funeral was not sad.

Her memorial tablet naturally entered the Hua family’s ancestral hall.

Xia Ji stayed in the ancestral hall for another three years before leaving.

He rode the wind back to the Wan Jian House. The Demon Lord and Du Bai were in seclusion, so he left two letters and left with Little Su and Mengmeng.

Before she left, Bai Su took out three pages of the book and handed it to Xia Ji. It was prepared for him, Little Su, and Mengmeng.

Xia Ji only thanked him but didn’t take it.

At first, Bai Su might have harbored strange feelings for this young man whom her teacher had brought together, but time had long diluted everything. At this time, her heart was as still as water when she said goodbye, and she did not reveal much emotional fluctuation.

On the contrary, perhaps because she had been with Dai Meng for a long time, Bai Su held Mengmeng’s hand and kept saying “girly words”.

It was finally time to send him off.

Snow fell on Zhike Cliff.

On the pavilion, the Myriad Sword Sect’s Sect Master Chun Shanjun, Bai Su, and many other disciples stood in the pavilion to bid farewell to the three.

After the three of them left, among the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect who were sending them off, many of the top 14th level cultivators had their lips curved into a strange smile. In this white mountain where the snow was blinding, it looked extremely terrifying.

However, these smiles only flashed for a moment before they disappeared completely. Even if someone saw them, they would suspect that they were just hallucinating.

Little Su had been tortured by her memories for decades. Although she had recuperated well, she looked sick and walked slowly. On the other hand, Dai Meng was generous and her behavior was very magnanimous.

Xia Ji wrapped Little Su in a warm cloak and held an umbrella to protect her as she walked down the mountain. Mengmeng held a black umbrella and walked beside her.

The mountain steps are covered with snow,

A thousand miles in the boundless,

The first thing he saw was the “white dragons” in the sea of clouds.

Many scenes of spring appeared in Xia Ji’s mind. How many things had Yang Liuyi experienced in those years? Even in these hundred years, he still remembered the scene of him sending Hua Xiaochan off at the western gate of the capital of the Great Qi Kingdom sixty-nine years ago. In the blink of an eye, everything had changed.

The flowers are similar year after year, but the people are different year after year.

It was best for cultivators to be heartless so that their hearts would not be broken.

Xia Ji was not heartless. When he heard Xiao Su’s cough, he hurriedly reached out to protect her shoulders and held her in his arms. When he saw that the cold could not be stopped, he put away the umbrella.

With a thought, ripples appeared with him as the center and spread out in all directions, forming a large air shield.

The air shield was as warm as spring.

He raised his hand again and summoned the wind, carrying the three of them to the south.

The north was still cold, and the south was even more snowy.

Logically speaking, it was very likely that they had been attacked by the blacktide Tribulation Demons by flying across the sky so brazenly.

However, because Mengmeng was here, these Tribulation Demons disappeared.

The three of them flew through the sky as if they were flying through a peaceful era.

“Teacher, where are we going?”

“Search for a ship and cross the Sky Gate Sea.”

“I have learned quite a few things over the years. There are terrifying nightmares and Tribulation Demons on the sea…”

“You can pass. Since she can come, she can go. If she can’t go, I’ll protect her. ”

“Teacher…” Dai Meng suddenly said.

Xia Ji glanced at her, and their eyes met.

Suddenly, Xia Ji understood something and smiled. “”Mengmeng, you’ve already grown up and you have your roots here. There’s no need to follow teacher to a faraway place. Stay here.”

“Teacher…’

“Actually, I didn’t teach you anything.”

“There is.” Dai Meng argued, ” The teacher taught me how to make a snowman, taught me…Don’t turn evil into evil. You taught me not to become a monster. I will always remember this.”

“You really remember?” Xia Ji asked.

Dai Meng nodded deeply.

“That’s good.”

Xia Ji pressed down with his finger, and the three of them landed on the Bantian Mountain, which was located at the border between the north and south of the Cloud Continent.

The mountain spanned more than 100,000 miles, and the three of them were extremely small in comparison.

Xia Ji rubbed Dai Meng’s hair.

“Teacher I’ve grown up. I’m not a child anymore,” Mengmeng said.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to mix it in the future,” Xia Ji said with a smile.

Dai Meng fell silent and suddenly said, “”Teacher, aren’t you going to ask me why I’m staying?

Yes, it was.

Xia Ji did say some things, but both of them knew that Dai Meng had almost no feelings for the Dai family. It was impossible for her to stay because she missed the Dai family and this piece of land.

The air was silent for a while. Little Su sat on the cliff wrapped in a fluffy cloak and stared blankly at the magnificent North-South barrier, as if she had some ‘ dementia. ‘

The atmosphere between master and disciple became a little strange.

After a long time…

Xia Ji said, ” Everyone has a time when they are young. Everyone needs to grow up. Since you have something left behind by me in your heart, you just need to remember it. It will eventually bear fruit. ‘

Dai Meng’s eyes were like gray crystals, and the light flowed past the young man in front of her. She suddenly said in a serious tone, ‘”‘Thank you.”

The master and disciple looked at each other for a while before Xia Ji suddenly laughed.

He smiled gently.

He turned around, waved his hand, and shouted, “”Before we leave, I have to check your homework.”

“What homework?” Dai Meng asked curiously.

“How about making a snowman?” Xia Ji asked.

Dai Meng’s eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips curled up into a happy smile..

She ran over and shouted,”Alright, alright!”