Long Live The Emperor! - Chapter 197

Chapter 197: 145. Red Blood White Crane Robe, Hidden in the West of Mirror Lake

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Although the flood in the East Sea had not been resolved yet, the flood would end when the coup of the sea dragon clan was completed.

Bo Qi had given the mysterious Mister Feng a great reputation, so he would naturally continue to put pressure on him.

As for Xia Ji, when he told Zhao Xuan that he had no interest in fame and fortune, it was not true.

Because he would not be intoxicated by this so-called fame and fortune, so he had no intention.

However, he needed this fame and fortune to lay the foundation for his path as an emperor’s teacher and future, so he cared about it.

Some people took fame and fortune as enjoyment and flocked to it.

Some people regard fame and fortune as hypocrisy and avoid it like a tiger.

Xia Ji took this as a chess piece, neither running nor avoiding.

Trees want to be quiet but the wind does not stop. People want to live, only self-improvement.

Good and evil, life and death, victory and defeat, which comes first and which comes later?

Naturally, victory and defeat came first, followed by life and death. With life and death, there was good and evil. History books had always been like this.

Victory and defeat are in the game,

Since five hundred years is a calamity,

In that case, it would be a battle every 500 years.

Xia Ji brought the children, An Xun, and the half-dragon back to the manor in the middle of the lake.

The western courtyard was allocated for everyone to live in.

Fortunately, this manor was huge to begin with. The special manor arranged by the Su family could accommodate an army of nearly 10,000 people.

Xia Ji looked at the children.

He searched for a purple body-tempering cultivation technique in his mind for them to cultivate.

As for skills, he had already exhausted many skills by combining thousands of skills to create a God-Slaying Flying Dagger. Instead of looking for skill-based cultivation techniques, he might as well create one himself.

Therefore, he spent most of the day to create the new version of the Ten Forms of the Lifeless Saber, which was based on the original Lifeless Saber of the Northern Saber King, Feng Niu Ma, and integrated many moves into one, so that the children could practice it diligently.

The boy with the half-dragon body was called Han, and Xia Ji didn’t plan to ask him to do anything special. Since he disguised himself as a boy, then he should continue to do so. Besides, with him guarding the manor on the lake, it could be considered as a second layer of protection outside the array.

Han was very reclusive,

She wouldn’t be with the other children at all.

He was treated as a weirdo.

However, Han didn’t care at all. He was a half-dragon that had been worshipped by incense for thousands of years, and he could totally sit still for a hundred years like a Bodhisattva.

After the initial depression, the half-dragon had already accepted the reality. Besides, Mr. Feng was so powerful and mysterious. He actually had a trump card of the eleventh realm. It was not an injustice for him to lose.

However, the reputation of King Shenwu and the details of the battle at Floating Jade Mountain had not reached this place. Otherwise, the half-dragon would instantly realize that this person was King Shenwu, and it would be even more emotional.

At the same time, Han’s heart also had a bit more anticipation. He heard that every time there was a big disaster, there would always be a few core people to stir up the storm, and the most core person would be judged as the disaster master.

The Tribulation Master was the person who solved the problem of a great tribulation, and also the person who gained the most from it.

Although the half-dragon didn’t think that Mister Feng would be the master of the calamity, there was still hope for him to survive the calamity together with Mister Feng. Although he was completely enslaved, he was also completely bound to a chariot.

Han settled down here.

At first, there were still children who called him to practice martial arts with them. Later on, no one called him.

Han was also happy with the peace and quiet, he often quietly sat down at the bottom of the lake to get some fresh air,

From time to time, he would eat some fish and prawns that passed by.

For an old monster who had been bound for a thousand years, such days could be considered free.

But the killing was already here, and everything in this world could either fall or rise. Han looked at the deep water in front of him, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Feng Nanbei, what are you planning to do?

Xia Ji was waiting.

In this half a year, he had grown rapidly, whether it was his strength, spirit, or ego.

From the very beginning, he was an odd chess piece trapped like a beast, to now, he was a chess player who wanted to play chess for 500 years.

From the beginning, it was a clumsy method that could not control the situation, to now, it was a majestic method.

He had grown a lot.

In the past, he hated them. Today, he still hated them. In the future, he might continue to hate them. If the aristocratic families could not be destroyed, this hatred would never end.

As he waited, he sat by the lake, stroking the prayer beads and making them. He listened to Hu Xian ‘er’s report on the situation in the far north of the Imperial Capital and Little Su’s safety.

The children would unify the difficulties of practicing martial arts and wait for him to answer them at dusk.

From time to time, An Xun would run over to ask questions about talismans. She had already swallowed three Flood Dragon Blood Pills, so she didn’t dare to use too much force now. Otherwise, her muscles would explode instantly.

She no longer treated this youth as a peer, but as an old monster who had grown up in reverse. She no longer had any feelings for him, but a true relationship between master and disciple. The willows by the lake are green,

Red flowers in the pool,

The lotus breeze passes through the hall,

All the birds were singing.

Once again, An Xun grabbed the notebook and ran to the lakeside. She was full of energy every day, so she walked with the wind.

She wanted to rush up and ask questions, but she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Although the person sitting by the lake looked arrogant, he gave off an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

An Xun couldn’t help but think, ‘If Master is an old monster, then where is

Master’s wife? To be worthy of Master, she must be a real fairy, right?”

Women were gossipy after all. After she asked about the talisman, she casually asked, “Master, are you waiting for someone?” “I didn’t wait for anyone.” “Then, have you been living here all this time?” Xia Ji did not answer her..