Time passes by, time passes by.

Xia Ji never thought that he could sit on an island for a hundred years.

A hundred years say it is slow, but it is fast.

When I woke up and found that what happened a hundred years ago was still vivid in my mind, I suddenly realized that my original concept of time was really wrong.

After a hundred years, I only read a million books and got married to Miaomiao. However, my life levels are different and I still cannot be combined. However, my younger disciple Pang Yi and Chu Shiyun gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins. With the help of high-quality fire and several powerful men, the pair of dragon and phoenix twins were also promoted to the peak of the eleventh realm more than ten years ago.

After the promotion, Xia Ji asked Xu Lingling to take his two "children" to the forbidden area.

Now, the forbidden area has become the eternal night world, with lighting being lighted and the temperature being supported by magma.

...

Squeak.

One hand grabbed the wooden window pole and supported the oil-paper window.

The sudden rain outside the window stopped, the sea breeze came from afar, and the air was extremely awake.

Miaomiao held her cheek and looked at the large rain cloud above the sea in the distance, and was a little dazed for a moment.

She sniffed, feeling a little extra cold all over her body, and her eyelids were as heavy as steel, and she wanted to droop, but she still looked at the sky outside stubbornly.

Suddenly, she twisted and was already picked up horizontally.

Miaomiao felt the familiar warmth, closed her eyes comfortably, arched into her arms, and murmured, "Have you finished reading the book so early today?"

"I've finished reading."

Xia Ji lowered his head slightly, approached her forehead, and put it on, but he felt it was a little hot. It was obvious that Miaomiao had a fever.

He was very unable to understand Miaomiao's body. For more than a hundred years, Miaomiao's realm was not only unable to improve, but now he has regressed to the point where he has no true energy.

But she is still alive, still as before, almost no difference from meeting her more than a hundred years ago.

He tried every means to regulate Miaomiao's body, but it was useless.

Apart from being young and eternal, Miaomiao will not die of old age. Just like a mortal, she will get sick and catch a cold and her body is very fragile.

Sometimes Xia Ji was afraid that if he was not careful, he would destroy Miaomiao.

At this time, Miaomiao was like a cat without strength, and even the power of arching was slowly lost.

"Xia Ji, I'm so sleepy."

"You go to bed, no one will disturb you."

"Well...I... am I a burden to you?"

"You have been with me for more than a hundred years, why do you still say this?"

"But...but...I can't leave you a child."

“That’s my problem.”

Xia Ji gently stroked Miaomiao's hair. He became stronger and stronger, but Miaomiao became weaker. But what was strange was that he felt that the connection between himself and Miaomiao was pulled closer and completely fitted together.

In his arms, the woman's body gradually became softer, and the little hand that was holding his clothes slowly loosened.

Xia Ji put her on the bed and carefully covered her with a blanket. With a blink of an eye, the flames from the fire rose up again, illuminating everything in the house.

Warmth isolates the severe cold.

Xia Ji took a step out and was already outside the house.

The weather at sea is changing, and it is clearly in deep winter, but there is still a sudden rain.

At this moment, the rain clouds in the distance floated, and it was about to rain here again.

Xia Ji took a casual walk on the island.

The sky above lost its blue again and turned into iron gray.

The rain fell a few drops, followed by a storm.

Xia Ji sat on a rock and knocked on the stone.

The strong wind stopped and the heavy rain solidified.

The entire island center has become a world covered by rain.

After a heavy rain, the rain clouds floated away again.

Xia Ji looked up and raised his right hand slightly. The power of magic power covered dozens of miles, and all the rain that had been incense for a period of time began to gather towards the center.

In his hand, a dense knife, a flying knife turned into.

The water is solid.

The super high pressure makes water become another substance.

Xia Ji stared at him for a while, and his appearance arises with his heart, dyed on the flying knife, forming a gray luster, so there is no form.

He threw the flying knife out casually, and the flying knife appeared hundreds of miles away.

Xia Ji didn't even look at it, and raised his hand and pointed again.

The flying knife, which was obviously supposed to explode like a mushroom cloud, slowly and gently dispersed, turning into a thick rain and falling on the sea, causing a sensation.

He raised his hand and waved the roaring waves calmed down.

"The God-killing Flying Knife was created by me for more than a hundred years. Now I have long surpassed my original meaning. Based on the method of millions, this method has reached the level of supernatural powers. The word "Slaying God is too flashy, so I will be called the Flying Knife in the future."

Xia Ji murmured to himself.

"It turns out that the road needs to be reached by oneself. The previous generations lead the way, but it is just to lead the way to the ten realms. All records end at the Dharma image, and the images are extremely complete, and there is no more Dharma image.

This is actually easy to understand. To form a Dharma body, people have a new level of life, and each Dharma body is different, and countless Dharma bodies belong to it, which is like the ultimate existence in this vast universe.

The mysterious martial arts teaches people, but they cannot teach the Dharma body, so the inheritance has ended here.

The roads that follow need to be followed by yourself, otherwise they will just use their power primitively.

The realm has reached, but it will not use the power of the realm to the greatest extent."

This principle is very simple.

If you compare the Dharma body to an ant before.

After the Dharma body, he became a human.

Human power is naturally much greater than that of ants. Raising your hand can kill the ants, and raising your feet can lead to stomping the ant's nest.

This power is not bad compared to an ant.

Using the power of the realm can be compared to realizing one's potential.

So, the thermal weapon was created.

Then, people with hot weapons and those with bare hands, even if they have the same physique, their combat power is not on the same level.

Perhaps, thermal weapons are not enough.

Man-made Gundam, antimatter annihilation cannon, and artificial world.

So, are the same people, those who are loaded with these equipment and those who are bare-handed, still on the same level?

As for the Dharma image, it can be compared to stone.

When an ant throws out a stone and a person throws out a stone, the power is naturally different, but this is not the progress of the stone, but it is still the most rough and primitive use of power.

In this world, you can improve your realm, but even if you reach the peak of your realm, there is no more manual to teach you how to use the power of your realm.

Many people don't even realize this at all.

Both are at the peak of the eleventh realm, so naturally the strength will be very different, because to some extent, the peak has just begun.

...

Xia Ji strolls on the beach.

He walked to the sea and stepped on the wind toward the sky.

He stopped when he was at a place where the tsunami was surging.

The left hand and the right hand are like two poles. One hundred and three hundred and sixteen thousand Dharma images surge out, and the one hundred and thirty-six images condensed have become extremely mysterious at the tips of his fingers, circulating with each other and constantly turning around.

Xia Ji landed on the sea, watched the tsunami rushing in the distance, and said two words lightly: "Yin and Yang."

A black and white millstone suddenly formed between heaven and earth.

The tsunami rushed into the millstone, turned into an extremely calm stream of water, and fell back to the sea.

Xia Ji flicked it casually and the black and white millstone was so wide that it was a lot thinner, but it was enough to eliminate the tsunami.

Not long after, the tsunami disappeared.

Xia Ji took it casually and the black and white millstone disappeared.

"Yin and Yang are my means of integrating all things into one image. It was rough at first, but I used it every moment, and now I have used it for 140 years, but I have become such a force to grow with me.

The left hand is yin and the right hand is yang, and the yin and yang are transformed and destroyed. "
To be continued...