Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 42 – 42. If the Sky is Too High, the Gate of Heaven Is Hard to Find

Chapter 42: 42. If the Sky is Too High, the Gate of Heaven Is Hard to Find

On the ninth peak of Xumi, there were nineteen chessboards on the top of the mountain. The number of games was the treasure and the tribulation. The old monk and the prince sat opposite each other in the middle of the clouds and fog.

“Does the monk know the limits of strength?” the prince asked.

“When you practice the best technique to the top, that’s the limit,” answered the old monk.

“What level is the top floor?” The prince asked again.

The old monk answered again, ” Nine levels. Nine is the extreme number. The nine heavens and nine earths are the highest. Even Mount Buddha and Mount

Sumeru have nine peaks. ”

“Why not the tenth floor?” the prince asked again.

The old monk answered again, “For example, climbing a mountain peak, one

Dharma, one mountain.”

The mountains were high and low, the high ones were ten thousand feet high, the low ones were like mounds.

However, there was a peak to every mountain, and the ninth level was the peak.

If you have already climbed to the peak, how can vou climb again?

There was a moment of silence.

Xia Ji suddenly pointed at the sky and said in a deep voice, “”How do we ascend the heavens?”

Naturally, the old monk did not understand it as ” how to go to the sky “. After all, there were many magical methods and exquisite instruments in this world that could allow one to fly in the sky. However, the young prince in front of him asked ” how to cross that non-existent step “, so the old monk shook his head.

“I can’t. Your Highness has the sky above your head, but there is no way forward on the ninth floor.”

Xia Ji looked at the rolling sea of clouds and was silent for a long time.

” Although the individual limit stops here, ” the old monk continued, ” it can be borrowed from external objects to possess even greater power. For example, magic tools. Whether it’s a one-on-one battle between two armies or a night rain of swords and sabers in the pugilistic world, magic tools are always a trump card that can’t be ignored. They’re also extremely rare trump cards.” “What about the ancient times?”

“I am ashamed. The ancient era is still in the spirit embryo, so I don’t know about the ancient era.”

Six hours later.

The words came to an end.

The old monk told him everything he knew about power, the secret techniques of the two great Xuan formations of Thunder Sound Temple, his understanding of the demon race, and information about himself.

The activation method of the Xuan formation was very mysterious. It was to visualize a specific image in one’s mind. Once the image in one’s mind matched, the Xuan formation in this area would resonate and be activated.

The Demon Suppression Formation and the Arhat Formation were both visualized as a huge swastika. However, there were complicated maze-like patterns on the arm wheels of this swastika. In short, blind guesses were definitely wrong.

It was like a key or a string of passwords that could be used after matching.

As for the demon race, only those who could transform into human form were demons. The demon race cultivated the cultivation techniques of their respective races. These cultivation techniques were also divided into strength, qi, and spirit.

Different from humans, different yao had different talents.

Other than that, humans gathered qi in their dantian, while demons gathered qi in their demon cores.

A human’s dantian could not be taken out, but a demon’s demon core could be spat out to hurt people.

A human’s dantian gathers qi by circulating it, but a demon spits out the demon core.

Most people’s zhenqi was neutral and peaceful. Due to different cultivation techniques, it might have attributes. However, demons were more or less born with attributes, and they could not be changed.

This was only the general situation.

Furthermore, there were at least two groups of great demons in the mountains beyond the eighth peak. One was a fox demon, and the other was a tiger demon.

Xia Ji had a rough understanding of the old monk that the Saha Tree Demon had transformed into.

The old monk was very fond of Zen and Buddhism.

He is good at observing the qi of heaven and earth.

He had never cultivated any cultivation techniques.

There might be magic tools;

Possesses a certain amount of mental power, can stir up wind and fog, and can control birds;However, he could communicate with the trees. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the trees were his eyes and ears.

Because of Xia Ji’s strong Buddhist spiritual power, the old monk had a good impression of him. It was also because of this that the old monk cooperated and told him so much information. If it was someone else, it would definitely not be like this.

Before Xia Ji left, the old monk even said, “When Your Highness isn’t around, I will do my best to protect Your Highness ‘Thunder Sound Monastery.”

After Xia Ji returned to the Fifth Peak, he gave some instructions. He told Monk Zizai about the Swastika that would activate the Arhat Formation and copied some documents. When he looked at the sky, he realized that it was almost midnight. He put down his brush and walked to the window.

Outside the window, thousands of miles in the sky, the stars were like rivers blocking the way.

The night was dark, and the mountains were like mountains blocking the way.

The vastness of the world was mocking the insignificance of humans.

He exhaled lightly, and his breath was like a white snake slithering through the fingertips of the dark winter.

So what if it was the ninth level?

So what if he stood on the peak?

The sky was still high, and if he couldn’t turn into this sky, how could he suppress the world alone?

He couldn’t suppress the world, but he had to be suppressed.

With his strength, he might be invincible in a one-on-one fight, or at least one of the top people. However, the strongest power in this world was not the strength of an individual, but the strength of an army, a Xuan formation, a ritual implement, and some mythical races that he had never heard of before. For a moment, he thought of Lu Bu, who he had read in the books in his previous life, and Xiang Yu. How similar was the world now?

In the end, no matter how high one climbed, the Heavenly Gate was still hard to find.

A great obsession suddenly surged.

Life’s greatest hatred!

He hated that his fate was unfair!

I hate that good and evil are not avenged!

Hentian Tianqiong was too high!

He closed his eyes for a long time and took a deep breath of cold air, which entered his internal organs.

A moment later, he threw away these thoughts and began to think about returning to the city.

Today was already the fourth day since he left the Imperial Capital, and he had told Eunuch Mei that he would be away for three days.

Today, he had not returned. In addition to the rumbling of heaven and earth caused by his battle with the Eighty Feet Golden Arhat the night before yesterday, it was enough to make the “invisible enemies” in the city hallucinate that he had been captured. After all, logically speaking, he should have been captured. The two Xuan Formations of Thunder Sound Temple were indeed powerful.

But it didn’t matter whether they were exposed or not.

It was because Eunuch Mei should have hooked up with those people.

This old dog was fickle, and he still thought he didn’t know?

If he could betrav the Head Chief and himself. whv couldn’t he betrav those

people?

He didn’t put any bait on his fish. Eunuch Mei was a bait that had legs, a head, and could speak nicely. He could even run to find fish on his own.

This bait might even become a vicious knife at a critical moment.

Whichever fish was eaten, the fish would be directly cut open. He did not even need to do anything.

This father-in-law might even give him a surprise.

Xia Ji sat leisurely in front of the window. He suddenly felt a little hungry. The image of the ninth princess floated in his mind. She was a desolate, small, pale princess with long, soft, yellowish hair. She was only 1.5 meters tall. She was nervous, afraid, submissive, gentle, compassionate, crying for others, and always prepared to commit suicide with a dagger.

During the two years he was under house arrest, only Xia Xiaosu could bring him delicious food. Every time Xia Xiaosu brought him food, she would make it herself. He gradually got used to her cooking. When his stomach grumbled late at night, he really wanted his sister to cook two dishes.

He gulped and smiled.

“Hahaha! Lord Wen, you lost. Xia Ji didn’t come back. He thought he was smart and arrogant, thinking that he was invincible. In the end, he was still trapped by the monks of Thunder Sound Temple.

If I were him, I would have stayed in the Imperial City and stayed quiet. Even if I had to bear some infamy, I wouldn’t lose the true nature of a man. However, he left the Imperial City and was even captured by those monks.

If this kid didn’t have some fortuitous encounters, he would have died long ago. Even if he had some fortuitous encounters, he would have spent it all so quickly. He was at the end of his rope and couldn’t do anything else. From this, it can be seen that this kid’s temperament is really low. He gained power with one move and was like a nouveau riche. He really has a low temperament. No wonder he was caught by those monks. Hahaha.”

“Sir Bi, today is only the fourth day…”

” This man’s trusted aide, Eunuch Mei, has already tried to find me several times. Today, he came again and looked very anxious. If it wasn’t for the fact that something had happened to his master, would he be so anxious? ”

“Sir Bi, even if this is the case, both of us know that this child is not so unbearable. During these days, I have heard many refugees in the city talking about the good things of the ninth princess and the seventh prince…The people must not be foolish .

“Heh, what do refugees know? How can their knowledge compare to yours and mine? Lord Wen, the truth is always in the hands of a small number of people. Those refugees are just making a fuss.

I am currently thinking about how to use Eunuch Mei to do something…”

The Grand Scholar was originally listening with a smile, but at this moment, his expression suddenly turned serious and he reminded, “” Sir Bi, remember not to reveal your identity. There are many officials left in the Imperial City.

You and I are not the most outstanding people. We can only act in the dark. Once it is revealed, if the Seventh Prince goes crazy, both of us will be beheaded. ”

“Lord Zhao is too careful. This child won’t be able to return. Now, we should quickly control the situation and welcome the return of the emperor.

In a few days, the Great General Nangong sent by the Emperor to stabilize the Imperial Capital should be here. We have to prepare a banquet to receive this general. Otherwise, if he makes things difficult for you and me, it will be a big problem.”

Of course, we’ve prepared all the delicacies, ” the Grand Scholar said with a smile. ” There’s also the Ice Emperor Shrimp from the North Sea. ”

“Sir Zhao, you can find Ice Emperor Prawns again this year?” That was the gold on the table. One jin of Ice Emperor Shrimp was worth more than one jin of gold…With such delicious food, it can be seen that you and I have put in our best efforts.”

Sir Bi, ” the Grand Scholar reminded him again. ” No matter what, you must not expose yourself before the vanguard army arrives. It’s better to be careful. ”

“I know! Grand Scholar, you are too cautious! Is Xia Ji worthy?”

While the mansion was chatting merrily, Eunuch Mei was shuttling back and forth in the shadowy alleyway.

It seemed that the Seventh Prince really couldn’t come back. The most important thing now was to meet with the ‘hidden sentries’ that the emperor had left in the city. Only after meeting them could they talk about the deal. If he couldn’t reach an agreement with these ‘hidden sentries’ before the return of the emperor and form a consensus that ‘I’m actually hiding beside the Seventh Prince because I’m enduring humiliation and burden’, he would be dead for sure.

Therefore, he was very anxious.

It was very urgent.

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Therefore, he was desperate and gave a false news out of thin air, that was, the Seventh Prince was not dead and was returning.

He believed that those lackeys would definitely tell their masters this false news overnight. As long as he didn’t sleep for a night and kept an eye on them, he would know who their master was and who the emperor had left behind as a secret sentry in the city.

At that time, he would apologize and clear his name. After all, this was a

win-win situation.

Suddenly, his expression changed. He saw a black shadow flying into the distance, so he quietly followed..