Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 528: 21. The Ancient Fenghe Village Was So

Horrifying, The Mountain River Relic and the Earth Shaked

Translator: 549690339

A few days later, on a spring morning in the Wan Jian House, Xia Ji was reading by the sea of clouds.

The Wan Jian House’s sect leader, Yu Long, happened to walk past.

He looked at the back of the Great Qi Prince with a strange expression, and his eyes revealed a look of reminiscence.

The character of this Great Qi Prince was too similar to that legendary figure from 1,500 years ago, but he also knew that this youth could not be that person.

That was to say, the Heavenly Dao had reincarnation, and saints would always appear.

The Master of the Wan Jian House had received a great favor from the Headmaster and even treated him as his father. If it was someone else who scolded him or beat him, he would not let it go. However, this young man made him change willingly.

This was because the prince did not hit him to show off anything, but for the sake of good and evil.

The prince’s strength was unfathomable, but he did not show off. Up until now, the power he had displayed was only at the tenth level of the Dharma Plane. The food he ate was no different from that of ordinary disciples. When he interacted with others, he only made them feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze. They did not even feel the slightest bit of hatred.

Even after a thousand years of experience, the Myriad Sword Sect Master could not help but feel curious about this prince.

He was going to the meeting hall, but he took a detour and walked towards the prince’s back.

He raised his voice and said, “The clouds are deep and I don’t know where they are, just like the endless past and future.”

Even if he had control and gained something,

In the quiet night when no one was thinking, he suddenly realized that he was still on a small island like a drop in the ocean, and had never traveled far. Outside the island, however, is the boundless darkness, the unknown past, and the unknown future.”ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt

Xia Ji looked at his former disciple and sensed the subtle change in him. He smiled and nodded.”Greetings, Sect Master.”

“Greetings, Your Highness.” The Myriad Sword Sect Master returned the greeting.

He walked to Xia Ji’s side and asked curiously, “”What’s in the book?”

This question had puzzled him for more than 1,500 years.

His teacher in the past was also like this, constantly reading books, traveling a million miles, reading a hundred thousand books.

This youth was the same.

Xia Ji said, ” You can observe the character of your predecessors. You can observe what your predecessors have learned. You can use what they have learned to becwhat vou have learned. Onlv then can vou climb high and look into the distance. You can see the path of the past and the future. ‘

The Myriad Sword Sect Master was speechless.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Damn it, he was indeed a monster.

Why couldn’t the others see these things?

Why can’t I tell?

“I would like to ask you something, Sect Master,” Xia Ji said.

“Please speak, Your Highness.”

I’m only at the final stage of the 11 Dharmakaya, ” Xia Ji said frankly. ” I would like to ask you how to reach the 12 Divine Powers. ”

As soon as he said that, the Wan Jian House’s sect master froze.

” Your Highness, eleventh realm? ”

“Although I’ve touched the threshold of the Twelve States, I can’t boast that I’ve entered them,” Xia Ji said.

The Myriad Sword Sect Master was speechless.

He looked at the prince’s eyes, which were as honest as a mirror and did not hide any lies. Suddenly, he felt like he was in a dream.

“True eleventh realm?” he asked.

“Why would I lie?”

“Is Your Highness a saint born to know?” the Myriad Sword Sect Master asked.

“He’s just a scholar. How can he be a saint?”

Seeing his sincerity, the Wan Jian House’s sect master said in a strange tone,

“”A thousand years ago, the Mountain River Tribulation erupted…”

Just as he was about to speak, he felt a commotion not far behind him. He paused and turned around to see a few elders looking at him anxiously. It was obvious that they had been waiting in the meeting hall for a long tfor the sect master. Moreover, the matter was extremely urgent and the fire was on their eyebrows, so they had cto look for him.

The Myriad Sword Sect Master looked at the Great Qi Prince apologetically. He then flipped his hand and took out a strange jade bird from his sleeve. The bird let out a soft cry.

Before long, a white-clothed woman seemed to have received a message and floated over from afar. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of him.

The woman was dressed in a white robe that was whiter than snow. Her curvy body was as white as a swimming dragon, and her skin was as fair as a newly milked goat’s milk. Her beautiful face carried a loneliness that was as distant as the wilderness, but her eyes and brows added a little luster.

The fourteen swords behind her folded into a single sword, exuding a faintly discernible aura. It was no weaker than the Wan Jian House elder from before.

“Bai Su, please introduce the 12 states to His Highness,” the Myriad Sword Sect’s Grandmaster said.

He then looked at Xia Ji. ” Your Highness, this is a rising star of our sect. He’s about the sage as you. Perhaps you young people have more to talk about.

As he said this, a hint of pride flashed between his brows. This was because Bai Su’s strength and talent were clearly at the monstrous level. In just a hundred years, she had already broken through to level-13. Moreover, the first few levels were steady and steady. As for her not reaching the peak of level-13, she was completely looking for an opportunity to sleep in the nightmare for a while. That was why she continued to cultivate to strengthen her foundation and continue to prepare to increase her trump cards.

Bai Su was usually an ice-cold fairy in the sect. She was envied by many female cultivators and regarded as a goddess by many male cultivators.

The Wan Jian House’s sect leader was thinking that the two of them could spark ssparks. He hoped that this prince could stay in the Wan Jian House.

If possible, he even wanted to cancel the duel between the Seventeenth Prince and his Senior Sister.

Bai Su looked at the sect master in surprise. She never lacked suitors. All kinds of geniuses wanted to becher dao companion, but in the past, her teacher had always helped her push away these annoying “flies”, saying that he was afraid of delaying her cultivation.

This was the first tshe had pushed a man to her side.

The Myriad Sword Sect Master did not say another word and hurriedly left with the elders..