Long Live The Emperor!-Chapter 833 - : 8. Nine of the Heavens, Little Uncle-Master (2 in 1)

Chapter 833: 8. Nine of the Heavens, Little Uncle-Master (2 in 1)

The complexity of this technique had completely increased.

Miao Miao squatted under the eaves and suddenly felt her legs sore. She stood up and stretched.

Looking at the sky, he hurriedly put the paper back under his pillow and ran out to buy sesame cakes.

He had eaten the sky yesterday, so he was eating sesame seed cakes today.

She then left.

Xia Ji also woke up.

Xia Ji knew that Miaomiao had hidden all her important items under her pillow. He went straight to the opposite room, lifted her pillow, and found a new question.

“This sword is a little stronger than yesterday’s. Although it is exquisite and mysterious, it is not natural. It is still a little lacking…”

Therefore, Xia Ji didn’t stand on ceremony. After reading for a while, he answered the question with a stroke of his pen.

After he was done, he stuffed it back under Miao Miao’s pillow and stretched his body a little. Then, he put on his coat and went to the courtyard to continue his exercise.

When her body was covered in a layer of white hair and sweat, Miao Miao returned.

Miao Miao began to boil the sesame seed cakes and make porridge as usual.

Considering that she would have to live here for a long time, she also bought some seeds such as radish and spinach. She planned to produce them herself and sell them to save money outside.

Apart from that, she was also considering buying two hens to raise so that she and Xia Ji could eat eggs often.

Miao Miao was busy with her chores as she made her plans.

When he was done,

She wiped her frozen red hands and returned to the bedroom. She lifted the pillow and prepared to continue thinking about the ” question and answer ” in her free time.

However, the answer had already been marked on the ” question “.

Miao Miao fell silent. She instinctively felt that Xia Ji might have scribbled.

But she was not angry.

However, as she immersed herself in that sword and the method to break it, she was unknowingly mesmerized.

He only felt that it was unfathomable…

The sword was intricate and complicated.

The method to break it was even more exquisite.

After looking at it for a while more, she dismissed the idea of Xia Ji scribbling.

Xia Ji had grown up under her nose. Although he was extraordinary, he was only a ” potential stock ” and not a strong person who had already grown up.

So … Who wrote this answer?

Miao Miao’s cold eyes flashed with vigilance. She rushed out of the house and shouted, “”Hey, Qi … Qi Mo, did you see anyone suspicious?”

The two of them changed their names from ” Su Yuan, Su Mo ” to ” Qi Miao, Qi Mo. ”

Xia Ji didn’t stop moving. He shook his head honestly.

That night.

When Purple Veil Sword Immortal saw the method to break through the “Heaven 2”, he fell into a state of confusion.

Then, she left behind the Third of Heaven.

The next night.

The Purple Veil Sword Immortal arrived as promised and saw the method to break the “Three of the Heavens”.

Suddenly, her chest heaved up and down, and her body swayed like a twig, unable to calm down for a long time.

No, his defense was about to be broken.

At the same time, she began to wonder who the person who broke the sword move was.

One had to know that this “Nine Heavens” was not her sword technique, but the supreme ultimate technique of the “Heavenly Sword lineage”. It was an ultimate technique that had been passed down for countless generations and had been improved by countless talented elders in the sect…

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Ordinary people couldn’t understand anything and only knew ordinary sword moves.

And what she left behind was only the tip of the iceberg of each sword.

However, this person’s method of breaking it was only the tip of the iceberg…

But to Purple Veil Sword Immortal, who understood the Nine of Heaven, that person had indeed broken through. At the very least, when the two moves were revealed, there was a high chance that he would be able to break through.

On the third day.

The Purple Veil Sword Immortal did not hide anymore. He revealed himself and found Miao Miao.

Miao Miao knew about her existence, so she was not afraid of hiding.

“I wish to meet the person who guided you,” the Purple Veil Sword Immortal said sincerely.

Miao Miao had a strange look on her face. She didn’t know who the person who had guided her was.

When the Purple Veil Sword Immortal saw her expression, he immediately understood. He left another piece of paper and gently pressed it under the stone on the roof.

There was a sentence written on the paper:

Zi Chenxue of the East Sea’s Heavenly Sword Branch wishes to meet you.

After staying, she left.

To a certain extent, she already understood that she had lost the fight for the disciple…

However, at this moment, the Eastern Sea sword immortal named Zi Chenxue was extremely curious about the sword cultivator who had broken the first three moves of the Nine of Heaven.

However, Zi Chenxue had a curious man in the Tingxue Academy.

While others were thinking hard about how to break the chess game and enter the Academy, Xia Ji was welcomed by a teacher of the Academy.

“Qi Mo, come with me,” the teacher said.

Xia Ji nodded.

The two of them went deeper into the Academy. They passed through many pavilions with different functions and continued to move forward along a small path behind the Academy.

Zhao Teng had a good impression of this young student who didn’t seem to come from a good family background, so he gave him a few more instructions along the way.

Although the Academy is not a stubborn place, it also pays attention to seniority. ”

“From now on, no matter which master you meet, you have to be respectful. If you are familiar with them, you can also call them Martial Uncle and Martial Aunt.”

“When you see the dean later, you must pay attention to etiquette.”

“There’s no need to offend others because of your verbal rudeness.”

As they spoke, the two of them had already arrived in front of a small building on a lone peak.

Teng Zhao took two steps forward and said respectfully, “”Director, they’re here.”

“Zhao Teng, wait at the mountain pass,” a voice came from inside the house.

The teacher nodded and left.

He walked far away, and the door of the small building slowly opened.

The old man inside was Ouyang Mu, the old man who had fished two days ago.