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Chapter 364: 221. Strange Phenomena in the Northern Region, Winds and Clouds in the South
The weather was getting more and more abnormal.
Spring had passed, and summer was approaching. Xia Ji was reading a book quietly.
Suddenly, he felt something. He looked up and saw heavy snow on the lake.
Looking at the distant sky, there were faint flashes of lightning and thunder.
The thunderbolt produced an unprecedented loud sound, scaring the entire land into silence. Then, it was as if the world-destroying thunderbolt had woven into a net, falling from the sky and enveloping the land for millions of miles.
Xia Ji looked at the red-tailed fish swimming restlessly by the lake and said gently, “”Don’t be afraid.”
Now, he had already dabbled in nearly 20,000 techniques.
Ten thousand techniques could grind an elephant, and now he wanted to grind a second elephant.
However, he suddenly had a sudden impulse. He placed the book in front of his knees and looked up at the sky.
Snow fell in July, and thunder covered the sky.
This was a phenomenon that had not been seen for decades, and there was no record of such weather in the local chronicles.
Xia Ji closed his eyes and counted with his fingers.
Although he had yet to learn the divination method of the same level as Xia Qingxuan’s [Vientiane Gaze], he still knew a lot.
Calculating such a phenomenon was not troublesome, nor did he need to pay a high price.
On the contrary, that kind of silent thunder would shorten one’s lifespan by who knows how long.
He first counted with his fingers.
Then, he took out three old copper coins from his storage space and tossed them six times. After combining them with the hexagram book of this world, he obtained a “Zhen hexagram”.
His gaze quickly swept across the area and landed on the top six. He muttered, “Tremble, shake, shake, shake. If the earthquake does not affect his own body, there will be no disaster for his neighbors.”
Then, he took out his turtle shell and calculated.
Because his algorithm wasn’t very good, he didn’t have to pay a price, so he tried a few more times.
Fortunately, the signs of this phenomenon were very obvious, and the information obtained from the few divination sessions was not much different.
The information was so confusing that Xia Ji couldn’t tell what it was, but he was sure of one thing:
This phenomenon did not seem to be groundless. Something had really happened in the north, or some figure had appeared and brought about such a strange scene. In any case, it did not seem to have anything to do with him.
However, in this era, who else could bring about a miracle?
Xia Ji was a little curious, but he quickly shook his head and picked up the book to continue reading. From time to time, he would throw some spiritual herbs to the red-tailed fish.
Perhaps it was because it had eaten too many spiritual herbs, but the scales of this fish that had gained sentience had turned golden-red, appearing to be sparkling and beautiful.
A man, a fish, and an island were enjoying the peace of the world day after day.
Because he had a disciple, Xia Ji no longer had to cook three meals a day.
The disciples would not disturb their teacher either. They would only stand quietly beside Xia Ji and talk to him or ask him a few questions when they were delivering food.
Nian Ying was the one who delivered the food today. She was tall and had a beautiful face. After she brought the plate over, she placed her hands on the pillar of the pavilion and looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.
“Just say what you want to say,” Xia Ji said as he ate.
“Teacher…” Nian Ying said. I was only seven when I first came here, and now I’m twenty.”
“Are you reminding me that I’m old?” Xia Ji smiled.
“No, no, no.” Nian Ying quickly shook her hand.”That’s not what I meant I just want to ask if Teacher is waiting for her?”
Her?
Xia Ji was speechless.
Which her?
He suddenly realized that this disciple should be talking about Su Tian. Speaking of which, Su Tian had indeed not been here for a long time. In the beginning, Su Tian had pretended to be his dao companion and was intimate with him.
However, the long-lived type was not the type to fall in love. After dating for a while, she found that it was most comfortable to get along with him in the ” transaction ” mode, so she changed her method. After all, she seemed to be busy with something herself.
Therefore, Xia Ji shook his head.
Nian Ying looked worried and asked tentatively, “Then does the teacher miss her?”
Xia Ji shook his head again.
Su Tian was a chess player. Even if she was as sticky as glue and as sweet as honey to make you feel sweet and warm, she was still a chess player.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be worthy of living in this era.
And such a person would never put feelings in the most important position.
Over the past ten years, he had already thought about this clearly, so he naturally would not think about Su Tian.
“Teacher, do you want to go out for a walk?” Nian Ying asked.
I’ve been away for ten years, ” Xia Jiqi said curiously. ” I’ve only rested for two years. You want me to go out again?
“Maybe Teacher will meet someone who will accompany you for the rest of your life,” Nian Ying said.
Xia Ji finally understood what this disciple meant. She was just looking at herself getting older and older, and felt that she should go out and find a close female friend.
Hence, he shook his head again. ” No. ‘
Nian Ying did not ask anymore. She lowered her head and waited quietly for Xia Ji to eat. After eating, she cleared the dishes and left.
If one lived in a place, time would start to fly by.
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Xia Ji was progressing at an average rate of 10,000 Skill Orbs every two years.
If he had any insights, he would write them in books and store them in the library pavilion in the lake.
Whatever he wrote would always be read by the 72 disciples. Even if they couldn’t understand it, they would secretly copy it down. Xia Ji didn’t care.
He thought that the martial arts of this world could be improved so that the gap between the mortal world and the aristocratic families could be evened out. Moreover, there were many people in the mortal world, and this number was not something that the aristocratic families could compare to. In the calamities, there would definitely be many exceptions, and this was what he wanted to see.
His heart had already calmed down. He no longer had a narrow love-hate relationship with the aristocratic families and ancestors. Instead, he had calmed down and sat on the other side of the chessboard..
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