The sun is summer, the moon is cold, the stars are day, and the chen is night. Summer and cold are day and night, and the changes in the sky are complete.
Water becomes rain, fire becomes wind, earth becomes dew, rocks become thunder, rain, wind, dew and thunder intersect, and the earth is completely transformed.
Human power is limited, but the power of heaven and earth is infinite. Huangji Jingshi Shu is a strange book that explains how to use limited human power to leverage the power of heaven and earth based on the principles of all things in the universe.
Song Xing had been in seclusion at Mount Fuji for half a year. He had already made various arrangements nearby. At this moment, he used the Huangji Jingshi Book, the Tian Congyun Sword and the arrangements in the shrine to arouse the dragon energy hidden at the bottom of Mount Fuji and interact with the true nature in Song Xing's body. The two qi merged into one, with the dragon qi as the sword and Gong Yangyu Guizang's sword as the base, and he made an earth-shattering sword!
Wan Guizang dared to say that this was the most brilliant sword light he had ever seen. Its brilliant sword light surpassed all colors in the world.
The murderous intention in it also made him feel cold for the first time, and Tian Wunzang was used by him before his transformation reached its limit.
His shoulder hurt, and the bright sword light penetrated the Zhou Liuxu Qi protecting his body, breaking the unbreakable myth.
The blood was dripping, and Wan Guizang's expression was very strange, as if he couldn't believe it, but also had a hint of happiness.
Standing on the lake, his entire shoulders hung down weakly. The blood stained the lake at his feet red, and then disappeared without a trace.
After being injured, Wan Guizang did not look depressed. Instead, he aroused his long-lost fighting spirit. The aura on his body rose again, like the blue sky, the earth, flowing water, volcanoes, and landslides.
As if he had transformed into all things in the world, endless energy surged toward him. Taking a deep breath, Wan Guizang seemed to swallow the entire world into his chest and abdomen.
The top of the mountain, which had not moved for ten thousand years, could not help but tremble under the original confrontation between the two, and the ground beneath their feet was shattered and spreading outward.
Wangui's navy blue figure became even more insubstantial, as if his power had been gathered to the extreme, and he was about to perform a catastrophic scene.
Song Xing's momentum, which had reached its limit, surged again. The originally quiet Mount Fuji let out an earth-shattering roar, golden-red magma rose into the sky, and the scorching temperature evaporated the lake water.
Along with a long roar, hot magma splashed into the sky amidst the thundering roar. Song Xing used the dragon energy as a guide, and the sword energy attracted a large amount of magma in the air, completely submerging Wan Guizang's figure.
"Inducing the power of heaven and earth, breaking the power of nature, Wan is defeated today. Wait until I come again next time and see how you can resist!"
After everything calmed down, Wan Guizang's figure had disappeared, leaving only the lingering sound of "Niaoniao".
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The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board, and the flying snow from thousands of miles away, using the sky as an oven.
The snow was about to settle and the wind was still uncertain. Song Xing walked out of the wind and snow. His heavy footsteps crushed the ice and snow on the ground, but could not crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.
After the battle with Wan Guizang that day, although Song Xing used the dragon energy of Mount Fuji to injure Wan Guizang, his hard work in Japan over the past year was also destroyed by Wan Guizang.
Oda Nobunaga died at Honenji Temple as fate would have it, with the ambition to unify Japan. Seven of the nine great slaves died at the hands of Manguizo. Only Andiro and Makigo Kamiko managed to escape. Fujisan Ryu The Qi was drawn out by Song Xing to fight against Wan Guizang, which not only caused Japan to be in war for the next hundred years, but also caused Song Xing's idea of using Mount Fuji's Dragon Qi to step into the void to be refining.
Because of the sudden arrival of Wan Guizang, Song Xing's plan in Japan completely failed. In order to prevent Wan Guizang from coming back, Song Xing simply abandoned Japan, a small place, dismissed his men, and set foot on China alone to find a breakthrough and refine A false opportunity.
During the Song Dynasty, people slept in the open air and went up the Shuo River. The farther west they went, the colder the climate became. From Shanshan to the north of Nanshan Mountain, they went westward from the Po River to Yarkand and then crossed the Congling Mountains to the west.
The vast sea is thousands of miles away, and there is no human habitation. Huge salt lakes can be seen from time to time. The water of the Yellow River changes from turbid to clear, and the river channel changes from wide to narrow.
On this day, he crossed Jishi Mountain, and the river became even smaller. People and animals could already wade across it on foot. After walking for several days, he arrived at the foot of a large mountain. He saw that the mountain crest was covered with glaciers and the snow was dazzlingly white. This mountain was called Bayanka. La', called "Zhiquan Mani Mu Zhan Mu Song" in Tibetan, means Ancestral Mountain. It is located between the source of the Yellow River and the Tongtian River and belongs to the eastern end of the central branch of the Kunlun Mountains. The mountain has a towering terrain, undulating mountains, and majestic ridges, creating a magnificent scene.
When he arrived here, Song Xing felt a natural will rising from this ancient and majestic mountain range, so he followed the seasonal movement in his heart and walked towards the depths of the mountains.
The peaks around the main peak have towering rocks and no traces of human footfall all year round. Among the mountains, the most dangerous thing is the unpredictable weather.
The sky was full of stars in the early morning, but there was heavy snowfall, and the air was freezing, just like the middle of winter. A red sun slowly rose from the east, and the entire mountain was filled with thick fog. Soon, the golden sunshine filled the earth, and the blue sky was like a wash.
In the morning, the mountains were covered with dense clouds and it started to rain heavily; at noon, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the sun was scorching, returning to the hot summer season; in the afternoon, sudden strong winds, thunder and lightning, and hail fell from the sky; in the evening, as the sun set in the west, The grassland has completely restored its former tranquility.
There are many mountains and mountains, the snowy ridges are covered with silver, there are thunders in the severe winter, blizzards in the midsummer, the wind blows the rocks, and the moon shines brightly.
Song Xing wore a bamboo hat, a raincoat, and straw sandals, just like an ordinary traveler, walking in the vast mountains.
The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, and the misty rain can last a lifetime.
Many of the surrounding mountains are towering into the clouds, and the clouds, mist, and rain are only halfway up the mountains. Going higher up, there is snow that never melts all year round.
The sun shone on the snow, reflecting the dazzling light. Song Xing's eyelids drooped slightly to prevent his eyes from being damaged by the sun.
There was no fluctuation in his will, and his mind seemed to be connected with the whole world.
Just like this, I walked tirelessly among the mountains. When I was hungry, I would grab a few handfuls of snow to satisfy my hunger.
This journey lasted for three months.
The bamboo hat on his head and the raincoat on his body were already in tatters, and the straw sandals under his feet were so worn that nothing was left, so he could only walk barefoot.
Walking between the mountains with one foot deep and one foot shallow, the snow covered the trouser legs with every step, making a creaking sound.
Everywhere is covered with snow, and there is a vast expanse of white. The cold wind is howling in the sky, and it hurts people's faces like a knife. The light in Song Xing's eyes became brighter and brighter!
Keep walking, keep walking, until a towering mountain blocked his way.
Song Xing climbed the peak with bare hands, then faced the rising sun, sat barefoot on the top of the mountain, and looked into the distance.
