Hell Emperor

Chapter 19 Xia Wei-Lone Star
At night, Xia Wei returned to Aunt Wang's house and rested in the guest room.

Next to her, there were huge uneaten crab claws, and in a corner of the room not far away, there were also disassembled and eaten crab leg bones piled up.

Lying on the warm mattress, recalling today's adventure, Xia Wei smiled calmly, with a bright smile on her face. Not only did she frighten everyone who looked down upon her with her strength, she also rescued Aunt Wang's husband Qi Feng from a tyrannical monster and repaid Aunt Wang for her kindness.

In addition, the second-order peak monster hairy crab she killed was also the biggest harvest of the monster hunting team in recent years. All the team members were given enough crab meat for a full meal. Every team member in Qingshi Town was gearing up to make complete preparations for the Hengshan Bandit's attack.

As the greatest contributor to killing monsters, Xia Wei was also warmly welcomed by the townspeople. The unsmiling commander Zhang Yong also sincerely apologized to Xia Wei after learning about her deeds. Qi Feng, whose life was saved by her, even thanked her repeatedly with Aunt Wang.

Xia Wei turned her head and looked at Ye Jie beside her with gratitude. She was able to do all this thanks to Ye Jie's teachings, which helped her embark on the path to immortality and help her defeat powerful enemies. That deep kindness turned into a lingering dependence that took root in her heart.

"Master, I saved someone, do you have anything to say?" Xia Wei sat upright and looked at Ye Jie with bright eyes, a bit of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

Ye Jie slowly spoke at this moment: "Xiaowei, you have incredible talents and magical powers, but sometimes, that is not an opportunity or a gift, but more like a curse. While enjoying the added power, , you should also pay special attention to the people around you.”

Xia Wei was stunned: "Master, what does that mean?"

Ye Jie raised his hand and concentrated, and a thin soul-breaking arrow appeared in his hand. He looked at Xia Wei and motioned for her to do the same.

Xia Wei was puzzled. She imitated Ye Jie and stretched out her hand. The rich black light turned into a vortex. The raging wind and waves rolled through the house. An extremely solid black arrow appeared in her hand.

Looking at the extremely exaggerated soul-breaking arrow in Xia Wei's hand, Ye Jie coughed dryly:
"Based on the level of mastery, the skills are divided into five stages: entry, mastery, minor success, great success, and transformation. In just a few days, your soul-breaking arrow has reached the mastery stage, and its power is greatly improved compared to the entry-level stage. Limited by the skill The method itself and the soul-breaking arrows at the mastery stage, no matter how powerful they are, cannot be compared with the soul-breaking arrows at the completion stage. However, this is not the case right now. The soul-breaking arrows at the mastery stage in your hand are far more powerful. The Soul-Breaking Arrow has surpassed Master’s stage of completion, not to mention Master’s body, and it also has the bonus of the Tao of Rhythm, do you know why this is?”

Xia Wei looked at the big evil arrow she had condensed, and then at the thin little arrow in Ye Jie's palm, and asked with doubtful eyes, "Could it be the power of the innate supernatural power?"

Ye Jie said sternly: "You have an extremely rare first-level talent: Lone Star enters your life, and all the techniques can be doubled in power in your hands, but the price is that you will attract tragic misfortune. If you are cautious, you will implicate the people around you. The coming of misfortune is extremely domineering and fierce. Maybe you are lucky enough to be able to survive it smoothly, but it is hard to say for others around you. "

"How could it be..." Xia Wei murmured, the spiritual power in her body was unstable, and the soul-breaking arrow that had just been condensed dissipated.

There was a bit of grievance between her brows, and she choked with sobs: "Is it because of this that my father and brother were killed by Xiaowei?"

Ye Jie didn't answer, but saw Xia Wei stand up and subconsciously took a few steps away from him: "What about Master... If Xiao Wei continues to stay with Master, will Master be in danger?"

"Don't worry." Seeing that Xia Wei immediately cared about him, Ye Jie felt a little warm in his heart, "Master's life is not strong enough. He died a century ago. No matter how tragic the misfortune you caused, It won’t hurt me.”

Hearing this, Xia Wei patted her chest, relieved, and sat next to Ye Jie again, with a somewhat sad look on her eyebrows: "Since Xiao Wei has such a fierce natural talent, should I Get out of here...what if I implicate Aunt Wang and her family?"

When she thought of this, Xia Wei's body couldn't stop trembling.

Just when she was most helpless, Ye Jie reached out and patted her back, bringing the greatest comfort to her restless mind:

"There is an old saying: everything depends on man-made efforts. If you hadn't taken action in time today, I'm afraid Qi Feng would have died at the mouth of a monster. Not only did you not bring bad luck to Aunt Wang, but you also saved her husband. This just shows that, Doom is not absolute, you can change everything with your own power, and you don’t have to worry about things that haven’t happened yet.”

Under Ye Jie's comfort, Xia Wei showed a soft smile, stretched out her hand, and grabbed the corner of Ye Jie's black robe, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Ye Jie took out a classic book from his arms: "This is a top-grade human-level skill: Cloud Covers Eyes. I'll read it to you, but don't fall asleep again."

Hearing this, Xia Wei stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and quickly dropped the subject: "Master, read it quickly!"

In the small room, an amazing scene was taking place. The young-looking girl sat quietly quietly, sometimes cupping her chin and holding her face, sometimes closing her eyes in deep thought, while the tall and skinny ghost turned over the pages of the classics and preached instructions from his mouth.

"...When using Yunzhemu, you need to cover the enemy's eyes with your hands, and then use spiritual power to completely block the enemy's sight, causing the enemy to fall into a blind state, which can last for up to a cup of tea. Yunzhemu in the transformation stage can It saves the step of touching with hands and achieves long-distance execution.”

"Yunzhemu is a technique that belongs to the way of ghosts and immortals. It is good for ghosts to use it for sneak attacks and interference, but the effect is not so good when you use it. After all, you have touched such vital parts as your eyes. If you poke hard, you can kill the enemy. If you poke the blind, why do you need to use the technique?"

"This technique is not suitable for your fighting style, but as the old saying goes: There are many skills that are not overwhelming. With your proud talent, there is no harm in learning it. If you can practice this technique to the transformation state, it will be even more powerful. With just one thought, the enemy can be blinded, and the effect is quite powerful."

Under Ye Jie's patient teaching, Xia Wei also gradually mastered the method of using Yunzhe. She put her hands together and rubbed them quickly. The moment the palms separated, the surfaces of both palms were covered with a layer of thick black clouds. Touching the enemy's eyes will close their vision.

Ye Jie put down the classics: "In this way, your Yunzhemu has also started."

Ye Jie, who was reciting the classics, also kept the key points of Yun Zhemu in mind. He followed Xia Wei's example and quickly rubbed his palms together after closing his eyes. However, no matter how hard he tried, sparks almost appeared in his palms. , and no black clouds were generated.

In the end, Ye Jie could only sigh helplessly. He was really incomparable to the talent of the reincarnated immortal. It only took Xia Wei a stick of incense to learn the same skill, but it took him a lot of time to get started with his poor talent. A thousand times longer.

Just when Ye Jie shook his head and sighed, he saw Xia Wei's little head coming over at some point, looking at Ye Jie curiously: "Master, you are wrong! This is not how Yun Zhemu is used."

"What?" Ye Jie scratched his head with a look of disbelief, "Then you can tell me where I went wrong?"

"The first thing is the movement of spiritual power. Don't let too much spiritual power flow to the palms with the help of your arms. Your palms must be kept relaxed when casting spells. It's useless to rub them randomly like Master did. Don't have any distracting thoughts in your mind and don't be impatient. You must keep your heart as clear as a mirror..." The situation in the room suddenly reversed. The young girl who had been listening to the teachings just now suddenly transformed into a teacher who answered questions and taught tirelessly, while the tall ghost with dull qualifications turned into a teacher. He became an apprentice and corrected his mistakes little by little when performing the exercises.

Following Xia Wei's instructions, not long after, black energy emerged from Ye Jie's palm, and a stream of heat was forming in his palm.

Seeing that the technique was running smoothly, Ye Jie felt happy. However, these slight emotional fluctuations made the black energy in his hands less and less. Unwilling to do so, Ye Jie opened his eyes wide and started rubbing faster, but the result was that It became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and no black energy came out of the palm.

"Isn't it?" Ye Jie opened his mouth and looked at his rubbing hot palms, wanting to cry without tears, "This can also fail?"

In front of Ye Jie, Xia Wei covered her mouth and smiled softly, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, pretending to be disgusted and said: "Master, you are so stupid."

Ye Jie helplessly held up his forehead: "I don't have a single talent or magical power, how can I compare with you? You have nine talents, but give me one."

Xia Wei couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, Master, Xiaowei is here, no matter how long it takes, Xiaowei will definitely teach Master."

Ye Jie's head suddenly dropped to his chest. They all said that it was the master who taught the disciples. Why did it happen to him that it was the other way around?

"Try again, Master, empty your mind and concentrate..."

Under Xia Wei's tireless teachings, Ye Jie became more and more proficient in using Yun Zhanmu. In the end, he clearly felt that the spiritual power in his body was running extremely smoothly, and the rubbing of his palms was just right. The moment his hands separated, Thick black clouds emerged in his palms.

After dispersing the exercises, Ye Jie, who felt something about it, took out a scrap of paper and saw that the column of the exercises he had learned slowly added the words "Yunzhemu (Introduction)".

"Successful..." Ye Jie sighed with emotion. No matter how dull his qualifications were, with the caring guidance of the reincarnated immortal, why worry about not being able to learn the technique?
Xia Wei was also happy for Ye Jie, her face was filled with joy, and she clapped softly from the side: "Master, you are so awesome!"

Ye Jie coughed dryly: "Okay, okay, don't beat me up. If I were really good, I wouldn't have studied for so long before getting started... Now you have just embarked on the path of cultivation, I can still give you some guidance." You, as your realm improves in the future, your strength and vision will far exceed mine. You will set foot in unknown areas that are beyond my reach, and face terrifying enemies that I cannot imagine. By then, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you. What are you busy with?"

Xia Wei was startled. She stared at Ye Jie's skinny figure and said seriously: "If there is such a day, Xiao Wei will find the best elixir and the most powerful technique in the world for Master. Xiao Wei will never do it." Forget Master's kindness. When Xiaowei takes revenge on the Hengshan Bandit and settles the hatred in her heart, she will spend the rest of her life repaying Master."

Ye Jie waved his hand and smiled: "The rest of your life is still very long. Who knows what path you will take? Maybe by then, you will find another thing you want to do more."

"Master!" After hearing this, Xia Wei became reluctant. She grabbed Ye Jie's robe and raised her eyebrows. "Since Xiaowei said it, she will definitely do it!"

"Really..." Ye Jie smiled and didn't take her words to heart.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Jie reminded: "It's getting late, you'd better rest early, we will continue to slay demons tomorrow."

Xia Wei lay down and covered herself with quilt, then turned her head and looked at Ye Jie, her eyes full of expectation: "Master, can you sit next to me? Wait until Xiao Wei falls asleep before leaving..."

Ye Jie was puzzled: "Won't that wake you up?"

Xia Wei shook her head, pursed her lips and choked with sobs: "As long as Master is by her side, Xiao Wei feels extremely at ease. All of Xiao Wei's relatives have passed away, and the only person she cares about in this life is Master. If even Master leaves, Xiao Wei I’m afraid I’ll have nightmares…”

Hearing this, Ye Jie couldn't refuse, so he sat down beside her.

"Master..."

Xia Wei closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes slightly curved, and spoke softly.

"What's wrong?" Ye Jie asked.

"Can you tell Xiaowei your story?"

"My story..." Ye Jie took a deep breath, and his memory seemed to return to the distant past, "I died sixty years ago. Sixty years ago, the world was in chaos, people were in dire straits, mourners were everywhere, and people died of hunger. Hunger made people suffer from hunger. People became crazy and ate up everything they could eat, even the roots of the bark and grass were gnawed away, and in the end there was only a large group of hungry and red-eyed people left.”

"At that time, I was about the same age as you. I didn't want to kill people for food, so I starved to death in the end. After my death, my body was quickly eaten by other hungry people. It gave me a fortune, which was worth two thousand. Much. Relying on this evil virtue, I eventually became a ghost."

"Did you know? If you are reborn as a pig in reincarnation and are eaten by people or other beasts, your negative virtue will increase, and the increase will be quite a lot. If a person is eaten, his negative virtue will also increase. If a person kills someone, his negative virtue will increase. , after death, the soul will be thrown into the Soul-Eating Abyss, even if animals are killed indiscriminately, the same is true, but if it is killed for food, it is not considered a crime of killing, and it will not be inverted to the negative virtue, but is a part of the permission of heaven. .”

"Whether it is a human practitioner or a monster, there is huge spiritual power in the body. Human-eating monsters can speed up cultivation, and the same goes for monsters that cannibalize people. Sometimes there will be monsters that eat monsters, and human-eating monsters. The situation of people. Practitioners who eat people to speed up their cultivation are generally called demon cultivators. It is said that in Beiju Luzhou, where the immortal gate is widely opened, demon cultivators can walk in broad daylight, and there is a huge demon cultivator behind them. The sect and even the Demon Immortal support us.”

"If you can return to the immortal throne in the future, don't forget to travel around the continent, so that you can broaden your horizons and increase your knowledge..."

At the end of the sentence, Ye Jie heard a slight snore in his ears. He looked down and saw that Xia Wei had fallen into a deep sleep, still holding on to her robe in her hands, with a faint smile on her cheeks. Blush, as if in a carefree dream.

Ye Jie stopped talking and waited all night until dawn.

(End of this chapter)