As soon as Xia Jiejie left, the three-year-old royal naughty child finally found an opportunity to try his skills. Although he had not used too much power during this period, the two true qi of the extreme yin and yang did not have much conflict. At this time, it was already like the sun and the moon, making him feel that his body was full of harmony.

The sun and the moon are in the sky, and his body is the sky.

Close your eyes and breathe, and suddenly the cold air gushed out from your left hand, and even your five fingers became ferocious, showing an inauspicious white.

However, the right hand was filled with hot yang energy, and the five fingers were slightly rising. During this period, it seemed that hot lava or fire was flowing.

It can be said that the little emperor with Taiyin in the left hand and the sun in the right hand is standing in a daze.

Because I lose, I have no moves, just like holding two missiles in the air, but there is no launcher.

The royal naughty child turned his eyes to a pile of rocks beside the small flowerbed in the corner of the courtyard. He looked moved and walked around.

The left hand is pale and the right hand is lava, and two magnificent long tails are dragged out.

Staring at the irregular stones the size of an adult's fist, Xia Guang grabbed it with his right hand.

Rush rust...

The stones almost instantly turned into stone chips. Xia Guang rubbed his hands, and the stone chips turned into sand and flowed down from his fingertips.

What level is this?

Xia Guang was not very clear.

He decided to try his left hand again.

The left hand, which was pale as white as an evil ghost, exuded a terrifying aura, but such a hand grew on a young child who was aged three years old. It was really shocking, and it was as discord as possible.

After a moment, Xia Guang looked at the unchanged stone in his hand and was speechless.

But the test had to continue. He learned and used it now. His little finger with his right hand turned into a scorching fire knife, and he casually cut the stone, and then he saw nothingness in the center of the stone.

It was not turned into dust, but it disappeared completely.

It's like the walnuts that have been taken away from my heart.

After randomly "destroying the corpse and destroying the traces" of the stone and crushing it into sand, Xia Guang had a preliminary understanding of the characteristics of the internal forces of these two sects.

In short, the hot true qi is crushing from the outside and inside, while the extreme Yin true qi is swallowing from the inside and outside.

Unfortunately, time did not allow Xia Guang to continue trying. Not long after, the emperor's wife rushed back and carefully held a small plate of roast duck in her hand, about one-quarter of the normal roast duck.

It seems that the Emperor Sister is really trying to get roast duck in the imperial kitchen during non-meal hours.

Xia Guang ran over and grabbed the roast duck.

But in the air, a thin little hand was caught.

Xia Jiejie said: "Wash your hands."

But the next moment, she showed doubts: such clean hands.

No sweat stains, no sticky, extremely smooth.

Xia Guangdao: "I washed it in advance."

After saying that, he broke free from the hands of Emperor Sister, grabbed the roast duck and started to chew. Halfway through the chewing, he suddenly remembered something, and handed the remaining half of the roast duck to his sister: "You eat it."

The emperor's expression stretched out, and she had a bad appetite, so she said, "Xiao Guang eats, my sister is not hungry."

Xia Guang was so polite that he accepted it all with a smile.

A few days later.

The head leader of the palace, Shi Jiuzhou, came to the door, but the thing he asked for was the previous ancient version of "Lankavatara Treasure Sutra".

He came by the emperor's order, so the thin eldest princess ran to the messy backyard, searched and finally found the scripture.

"I haven't finished reading this book yet. Can I return it to me after I have used it?"

Xia Jiejie was a little reluctant to let it go. When she saw it, she didn't feel that she would lose it, so she felt cherishing it.

"The Beishi will convey the meaning of the eldest princess on behalf of the person."

Shi Jiuzhou's voice was steady, and then he took the Buddhist scripture with both hands and turned around and left, leaving behind the lost princess.

But it didn't take long.

Shi Jiuzhou returned, "The emperor's will, since the eldest princess sincerely pays attention to the Buddha, the scriptures will still be stored in the eldest princess's place."

After saying that, the man wore thin armor inside and embroidered cows and hidden blue clothes on the outside, and said, "The emperor was kind-hearted and humble, and he was very moved. I hope the eldest princess can recite it from time to time and pray for the emperor's country."

Xia Jiejie lost and got it back, she was in a good mood and agreed: "It must be."

Xia Guang, who was sleeping soundly on the bamboo recliner, naturally heard the conversation between the two. He didn't even need to check it, and knew that the secret of internal skills in the "Lankavatara Sutra" must have been taken away. The emperor left the scriptures with no use, so he sent them back.

As for being kind-hearted, he just deceived a yellow-haired girl like the Emperor's sister.

Then, Xia Jiejie really held this scripture and read it for a day or two.

But it only takes one or two days.

On the third day, she had forgotten where the Buddhist scriptures she threw away were placed yesterday.

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Late at night, the candlelight in the imperial study room is bright.

The eunuch knocked on the door gently and shouted: "Master, the man is here."

A calm and majestic voice came from the house: "Come in."

Squeak...

When the door was pushed open, the cold air outside the house was drilling through the gap with the visitor, and the candlelight swayed inside the house, causing the long shadow to be disordered.

After the final decision, he was a little boy, about eight or nine years old, handsome, with long hair neatly combed, and tied into a small braid, giving people a sense of freedom and debauchery.

If it weren't for the long hair that was all white, the handsome face was twisted and ferocious, and the first sentence he said, others would have thought that this little boy was still the eldest son of a certain family.

The first sentence of the white-haired boy: "Xiao Shanzi, you go down."

The eunuch peeked at his master, but the latter nodded. So the eunuch hurried out of the imperial study room, then walked to a place where he could not eavesdrop on anything and guarded in front of the door.

The white-haired boy sat casually on the chair next to the side of the study room, "You finally sat in the seat you dreamed of, how do you feel?"

The emperor shook his head: "Not good, trembling, as if he was on the abyss, as if walking on thin ice."

The white-haired boy smiled and said, "Don't think I don't know that people in the entire Zhou Dynasty are saying that you are a tyrant, you are determined to be alone, and you are cruel and unkind.

Forget it, don’t mention these false ones, what do you ask me to do?”

The emperor gently handed out several folded yellow paper pages, "This is something that can cure the big brother's internal injuries."

The white-haired boy didn't stand up, but just raised his hand and sucked it. All the yellow paper pages flew into his palms. He spread them out and looked at them. The handwriting on the paper was very small and dense, and it was accompanied by some slight illustrations.

After just taking a few glances, the white-haired boy showed joy on his hideous face: "Nine Yang Xuan Jing! Xia Zhi, well done!"

The emperor's eyes twitched slightly. Since he arrived at Jiuwu, almost no one has called his name directly. Today, he still feels strange.

But he did not have any attacks.

First, strength is the most important thing in this world. The so-called Great Zhou Dynasty is actually just the largest world force. To put it bluntly, he is the leader of this world force.

Others can't figure it out, but he can't understand it in his heart as an emperor.

Then when it comes to the forces in the martial arts world, there must be a constituent sector. In addition to some government agencies in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the real force under the box is still composed of three major parts.

First, it is the Royal Group.

Select the one who has the strongest talent and most suitable for retirement from all generations, and then accumulate resources to cultivate from a young age and instill family philosophy. But in case of accidents, there are usually two such princes.

The white-haired boy is named Xia Dun. He is the elder brother of the current emperor Xia Zhi, but he "drunk falling into the river and died" very early on. He then practiced the supreme secret skill of the Xia family "The Supreme Master of the Eight Desolations", and lived in seclusion behind the scenes and became the strongest reliance on the execution of imperial power.

This technique is based on pure internal strength and is extremely powerful, but its weakness is that it requires rejuvenation every thirty years.

Xia Dun was selected at the age of four and practiced this technique. At the age of thirty-four, he returned to the age of four, and then every day, his strength was restored for an additional year.

It was originally normal, and in just thirty days, Xia Dun could recover his strength and go to the top.

But unfortunately, I got news at that time that the demon monk Xiehua was trapped somewhere outside the capital. Time was tight and the opportunity was rare. In order to seize the Nine Yin Evil Sutra, Xia Dun had to lead his troops to surround him.

At that time, he had just recovered to his nine-year-old strength.

I originally thought that Xie Hua was seriously injured, and all I needed was to pretend to be an identity and secretly command the site.

But in fact, Xiehua is deeply and vicious. During the fight, he ignored it and was captured as a hostage. He was injured by Xiehua's Nine Yin Evil Sutra. The immortal cold current penetrated into his meridians, tortured day and night, and was in pain.

"The Eight Destiny of the Supreme Master" was forced to stop, and his "development" was stuck at the age of nine.

The emperor of the previous dynasty was extremely anxious and looked for magic medicine everywhere, trying to drive out the strange Taiyin energy in his body, but in the end he was told that "the cold and cold are deep, and only by practicing the true qi of the sun can heal it."

The Nine Yang Xuan Sutra is one of the highest exercises to practice the true qi of the sun.
Chapter completed!