"The "Birthless Sword" and the "Silver Dragon Code" have been written."

"How long will you live?"

"Less than a month."

"This month, let's live in the palace. If you die, I'll give you a grand funeral."

"Thank you, Your Highness," Feng Niuma sighed, "The world is like a great dream..."

"Next time, I'll bring you a few jars of fine wine." Xia Ji sat beside him, "Do you have an unfulfilled wish?"

Feng Niuma said: "Your Highness is so grateful that you can tell such a secret truthfully. If it were someone else, maybe you would have silenced Feng long ago?"

At this time, the two of them were no longer sitting in the secret room, but drinking tea in the courtyard. However, the strength of Feng Niu and Ma was sealed, just like an ordinary dying person who was spending the rest of their lives.

During this month, the two lived in the first palace, living in two rooms, chatting a lot on weekdays, having a lot of family matters, bragging and spanking. The two had drunk and drunk together, and talked about women together.

King Shenwu is completely different from a young man, and his Buddhist principles, martial arts, and knowledge are above him.

Feng Niuma looked at the young man and admired him very much. He was always being pointed out by him from beginning to end. If his life was not over, Feng Niuma would have wanted to kneel down and shout "Teacher".

In this daily life, Xia Ji mastered almost all the details of the Beidi Sword King's life, the past in his memories, various life trajectories, who he had met, what speculations he had in his heart, what major changes he had in his life, and so on.

Feng Niu Ma vaguely knew what the Shenwu King was going to do, but he was speechless. The Shenwu King was famous. Who doesn’t know in the north? Even in the south, many people should know it?

Who can he pretend to be?

If you wear a human skin mask, it is easy to be seen through, right?

After all, his figure and temperament, even wearing tattered beggar clothes, could not hide his light.

But King Shenwu didn't say anything, and Fengniu and Horse didn't ask.

Feng Niu and Ma were almost dying, but instead began to ask King Shenwu some martial arts.

Xia Ji also knew everything and said everything.

Another morning.

Birds sing on the branches.

The wind ox and horses were dressed neatly, sitting under the eaves, watching the sky falling.

The King of Northern Swords was now exuding a prodigal aura, with white hair hanging quietly, and the stubble was a little rich, but his eyes seemed a rare calm.

However, his body has decayed, his energy is no longer vigorous and vigorous, his old injuries are unstoppable, and his life is almost at the end.

Xia Ji sat next to him.

Feng Niu and Horse slowly pushed out the Dragon Jade, which hid the mystery of his life experience, and two swords, "One knife of spring water, one knife of black clouds, spring water saves people, black clouds kill people, and entrust Yujun to you."

Xia Ji put Long Yu in his arms and grabbed two swords, one black and one white, dancing in his hand twice. Then Chunshui was unsheathed at will, and the blade tore through the sky. The terrifying aura suddenly scattered out. When the silver dragon magic figure slashed out from the tip of the knife, it roared and lingered in the courtyard. Under the pressure, the surrounding area was silent. Everything felt as if it had sensed the power from the top of the pyramid, and it became quiet one after another.

Feng Niu Ma was dumbfounded, "You... have you practiced the Silver Dragon Code to the highest level in less than a month?!"

Xia Ji pulled out the black cloud with his left hand, and the knife flashed through his hand, but it gave people the feeling of "everything goes, everything is broken."

He then cut his hand back,

That's no longer a knife.

But a ray of light,

It is death itself, full of killing spirit, so that the quiet courtyard just now boiled instantly, and countless wriggling insects and ants in the soil went out to the sky, while the delicate and motionless birds on the treetops flapped their wings and flew away, and everything was quickly escaping, because all living beings had the heart to "avoid life and death".

This knife is death, so they can only escape.

"Wusheng Knife, are you also great? No... You are not only great, you are also surpassing... You..."

Surprise and shock flashed across Feng Niu Ma's face, and finally slowly calmed down. He originally wanted to die as a "committer", but at this time, he had changed his mind.

He tried hard to get up, kneeled under the eaves, and said in his most sincere voice in his life: "Please give me a speech."

Xia Ji nodded.

Then he stood up and said slowly: "Although the Wusheng Sword is powerful and the Silver Dragon Code is powerful, it is ultimately passed down by others and obtained from the initiation. This is not good."

Feng Niu and Ma singed: "Please."

Just finished speaking.

Xia Ji had already used his sword, and the black knife flashed by in his hand.

This sword is mediocre, and even the Dharma image is not revealed.

But where the knife passed, all the light disappeared, and all objects were heading towards the knife. Even Fengniu and Horse felt an inexplicable gravity and rushed towards the knife with his body.

When the knife stopped, the dust and stone chips on the ground had floated half a foot away, and the gravity had also passed away, and many "clicking" sounds came from the courtyard.

Feng Niu and Ma opened their eyes wide and looked at this scene. He wanted to engrave the sword into the depths of his soul and take it to the underworld, although he had not yet understood what the sword was going on.

"If the knife is at its peak, the power of the knife itself will be extremely great. If you can swing a knife at the speed of light, the power hidden on this knife will be infinite, and the knife itself will be infinitely heavy, so that everything will come to this knife when attracted. At this time, the function of the Silver Dragon Dharma Image is to lock the entire knife's body so that the knife will not be crushed under this blow."

Wind ox and horse:???

Why does the knife become heavier when the speed is fast?

Why does the knife become heavier and everything will be attracted?

Xia Ji found that if he wanted to explain this sentence, he had to talk about the law of gravity and the theory of relativity first. If he wanted to talk about gravity, he had to tell him a story about an apple falling from a tree.

So he said concisely: "Everything has its own way. High mountains are the way of the mountain, and deep water is the way of the river."

Feng Niu Ma realized: "Your Highness said, is the way of swords fast?"

Xia Ji wanted to say, "No, because mass and energy are one and both, so increasing energy means increasing mass, and energy is proportional to speed. So as long as the knife is fast enough, the mass will be large enough. Then let's talk about gravity..."

But he didn't say that, just nodded and uttered eight words: "The way is simple, and you will return to the essence."

The wind ox and horse show joy.

"I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening, thank you."

He crawled on the ground, his eyes slowly closed, and his life also came to an end at this moment.

He chose to die as a "seeker" and seek benevolence and gain benevolence.

Xia Ji took a step forward, his body changed, and his musculoskeletons were reorganized. When he reappeared, he looked like a young man full of prodigal aura. He inserted his black and white swords into his waist and took a few steps. Who could tell that he was Xia Ji?

However...

A crisp "click" sound came,

The black knife was broken.

Although this knife is a famous sword, it is still a mortal sword, so it cannot withstand the slash he just swung with the power of the eleventh realm. Even if it is protected by true qi, it will not work.

"Luckily there is one more."

Xia Ji threw away the black sword and then put the white sword Chunyu into the dark golden python robe.

The ox and horse were buried with great difficulty.

Xia Ji calculated the time and tomorrow would be the better to meet the other six people in the underworld.

...

...

At this time, an island ushered in twilight, and the light gradually dimmed, while the entire island and the manor in the center became gloomy.

"Miss, the master asked me to call you."

"Let Dad wait, I have something to do."

Qiu Xueer was sitting in the luxurious house. All the decorations in the house were antique. The woman walked to the bronze mirror, picked up the gorgeous red lips and put them on her mouth, and then took a thread pen to slowly draw her eyebrows.

It took a long time before she smiled in the mirror.

"Tomorrow is the time to meet the new Hell, and I don't know what kind of person he is."

She murmured to herself, and suddenly a strange shadow flashed in the bronze mirror.

"who?"

Qiu Xueer did not turn around suddenly, but her whole body suddenly felt strong and tense as tight as a strong bow of ten stones. Her body seemed to be arrows on the bowstrings, ready to be fired at any time.

However, there was no movement.

She sensed carefully around her that there was absolutely no other existence in the room.

Just as she was about to relax, she saw another strange shadow crawling past the wall, flashing away, and nowhere did she go.

"who!!"

Qiu Xueer's heart was beating wildly. She no longer hesitated and took out the Wheel King mask from her arms.

As long as you wear this mask, you will have the unique power in the mask. At that time, your strength will reach the legend. No matter what kind of enemy you are, you don’t have to worry anymore.

In order to prevent problems from happening, she wears them as soon as she says.

Bang.

The ancient and mysterious mask was buckled on her face, and the powerful force returned to her body. However, the next moment, the woman's whole body stiffened. She suddenly made a whimpering sound, and then she pulled the Wheel King mask like crazy.
To be continued...