"Cough...cough..."

A gentle cough drifted with the wind and drifted with the snow.

The emperor sat alone in the secret realm, sitting in the swimming of the Yin-Yang fish.

According to the [Yin and Yang Theory] mentioned by Nan Wanxiang, the secret realm is composed of the two qi of Yin and Yang.

Yin Qi is ghost Qi, Yang Qi is spiritual Qi,

And the mysterious goal he was just an ancient battlefield that existed in the secret realm, not the secret realm itself.

Therefore, the battlefield disappears, and the secret realm is still there.

Xia Yan raised his hand and held it on his face.

Half of the white hairs stretched and moved slowly, slowly moving around, like the quiet sea waves, with deep dangers hidden in the ups and downs.

White hair... 1,000 meters!

The length has increased by a hundred times.

Half of the white hair should have more than 50,000.

The number has also increased by a hundred times.

He tentatively took out a spiritual vein heart, put the small crystal in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully.

This is a knuckle-sized crystal, in which the spiritual energy condenses into the shape of wind and snow. Just holding it, it gives people an extremely comfortable and energetic feeling.

Try to penetrate a trace of energy into the crystal.

Chiu ~

This is like breaking a small hole for the crystal that stores spiritual energy.

Suddenly, the extremely rich spiritual energy in the crystal found its exit.

Following the pull of his energy and going back to the source, he formed a transmission trajectory, slowly flowing into his palm and into his body.

The body of the ghost cultivator cannot absorb spiritual energy.

Only this extremely rich spiritual energy can be condensed into the body of the ghost cultivator and form a balance with the ghost energy.

The rest of the spiritual energy will disappear as soon as it enters the body.

After one stick of incense, the "wind and snow" in the heart of the spiritual vein disappeared.

The crystal was left with only one empty shell, and it shattered with a "click" in the airflow.

Xia Yan felt it and suddenly realized a hint of helplessness, but it was expected.

"No... it's too much to mysteriously consume a battlefield.

Using the heart of the spiritual vein can only be slightly calmed and cannot control it at all.

Even if you put all the remaining eight spiritual veins into your body, it will be useless..."

So...

It can be imagined that once he walked out of the secret realm, he could only use the heart of his spiritual veins to temporarily control himself, and then leave Nan Wanxiang.

After that, these 50,000 white hairs that can cover a thousand meters will be like 50,000 hungry ghosts, and will start to kill indiscriminately, devouring all the life spans of existence without distinction, turning the vital energy into ghost energy, and grabbing it into one's own body...

And you will lose control directly,

Losing your mind,

Falling into a nightmare...

Sitting in front of the white shadow of the pure black world, it is like following the eternal and eternal, and it is dead.

His pupils looked away slightly, and there was nowhere where he could remember.

At that time, it was also the time of winter snow.

The kettle on the carbon stove made a "gurgling" sound, the white steam steeped in and the water boiled.

The maid hurried forward, picked up the kettle, and filled the tea for the two people playing chess under the eaves. The fragrance of tea was everywhere, and the winter was warm.

The two sitting opposite each other were a boy with a quiet expression, while the other was a young man with a high spirit.

The boy is Xia Yan, and the boy is Xia Sheng.

With the last move...

Xia Yan said: "Brother, I lost."

Xia Sheng smiled and said, "Do you know why you lost?"

Xia Yan shook his head.

Xia Sheng pondered: "You... your face is like water, your heart is like wildfire. Under your calm and seemingly cowardly appearance, there is a heart that is crazyer than anyone else... Your way of playing chess is the way you deal with the world in your heart."

Xia Yan doesn't speak...

Xia Sheng continued: "If brother is alive, you will never want to release the wildfire in your heart... because this fire will kill others and burn yourself.

The way to maintain health and deal with the world is the same...

If you treat the world with such a heart, it is like holding a sharp double-edged sword. When the blade faces the enemy, it will also face yourself. If you hurt others and yourself, how can you last for the long term?

At that time, people in the world will misunderstand you and fear you, just because they can't see you clearly and you don't want to explain, and explaining it is useless...

Thousands of pushers will push you on a dark and lonely road with no one to accompany you, making you fall deeper and deeper. When you look back, you can no longer see the way you come. If you turn your head again, you will be empty.

This is not the kingly way, but... the way of a tyrant.

But, my elder brother, mother, and even my father, all I hope is that you can live this life safely."

The thoughts in Xia Yan's mind swept by. He crossed his hands and leaned back slightly. He sat in the wind and snow. The evil spirit red umbrella above his head floated around to block the falling snow for him.

"Lonely?"

"Is it dark?"

"Does it hurt others and yourself?"

"Brother... I lost the chess, but... I will kill all the enemies, and then hold your spiritual position and take you back to the ancestral temple openly and recognize your ancestors and return to the ancestors."

Xia Yan's eyes drifted away, and before he could see, his eyes passed through the mysterious ancient tree on the island in the center of Tianxing Lake and looked at the palace.

At this moment, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

When he had not paid attention to the palace, a huge change was taking place in the palace.

...

...

"Xia Yan is dead~~"

"The new emperor ascended the throne!!"

"It's a lewd and unjust, the old emperor just left and forced his wife to occupy the emperor's sister-in-law. This is a punishment from heaven, and I'm still alive. I'm still alive~~"

"The new emperor ascended the throne!!"

"The body is disabled and does not deserve the throne. After a few days of ascending the throne, the punishment of heaven has arrived, and I will die for more than 10% of my life~~"

"The new emperor ascended the throne!!"

The noisy sounds, uniform footsteps, and the harsh sound of the collision of soldiers and armors were resounding throughout the imperial palace in the capital.

The dark army, led by the King of Zhendong, entered the palace directly.

From the entrance of the Golden Palace, in the posture of a victor, lined up in the empty square, shouting such a voice.

King Zhendong is a slightly shorter man.

However, the pressure is enough to make up for this height.

His eyes were like eagles, sharply as if torn apart everything,

At this moment... he was sure to win, with a smile hanging on the corner of his lips.

He was not even wearing armor, but just wearing a python robe and walked in front.

His original plan was to use a large army to put pressure outside the capital.

After seeing the situation, we will enter the city and control the situation in the city. Then we will welcome the new emperor Xia Ming and come to ascend the throne.

As for what Xia Ming agreed to Taixu Immortal Sect, he also heard a little about it.

But the Xia family is the one who will be slaves forever. He will still be his King of Zhendong, and he will be more powerful.

However, this matter involves rebellion.

Therefore, the new emperor cannot come forward, but must be in a place where he can keep his wings "clean"...

Only after you get to power can you have more room.

Power is so subtle. How do you do the same thing? The consequences will be completely different.

However, the arrival of the great worshipper of Taixu Immortal Sect changed the King of Zhendong and had to change his original plan.
To be continued...