On the mountain peak, as the soul dispersed across the sky and the earth, only a little spiritual light rushed into the sea of clouds and disappeared. A generation of masters and contemporary qin sages, Fuxi, who passed down the qin and admired the mountains and rivers, died.
Everyone present couldn't help but sigh and lament, silently sending their friends and respected teachers home.
From then on, he drifted with the waves in Luoxia Pavilion, hiding in the waves and clouds. He never heard the sound of Fuxi, never saw the sunset, and disappeared from the world.
Shutian Banzi Yuan Jie said: "That day, was it you who broke into the Floating Cloud Mountain Realm and awakened your friend's spirit?"
Cang Yaxingke Swordsman said: "However, the situation is urgent, and it is a helpless act. I still hope that my senior will atone for his sins."
"You disturbed the last game of chess between me and my friend, then you will continue the game for him."
"Of course, I have a lot of worldly affairs recently. Can I wait until I finish all my affairs?"
"Yes, please."
The black and white twins glanced at the dragon's head and rode the crane south, looking like gods and immortals, so free and carefree.
When the dragon leader saw this, he thought: Fuyun Mountain is in the west rather than the south. Are you afraid that I will block the mountain gate? Ha, childishness, I couldn’t get you out last time, but I can’t get you in this time.
As soon as the bell rang, the world was peaceful, and he said: "Sword boy, my friend is dead, so we cancel the agreement."
A few years ago, Cang Ya Xing Ke Swordsman visited Fu Xi Chuan Shu Jing Qing Ling and asked for a chance to take action.
Fuxi's way of magic is Fuxi's way of observing the world through the Eight Diagrams, and he realized the magic techniques and formations. The Bagua changes are endless, and the magic techniques and formations are endless.
On that day, Qingling suddenly made a noise, and Jingqingling was frightened. She used magic to calculate the secrets, but she only vaguely sensed that her friend Yang Shanshui was in trouble.
Whoever comes to help the swordsman will eventually face death in the mountains and rivers.
Jing Qingling pondered for a long time, gambling on life and death by admiring the mountains and rivers. He would help him, otherwise there would be no discussion.
Whoever agreed to the sword of Cangya Xingke secretly planned to stagger his life span and then help him escape the ghost catastrophe of death on the spot, leaving a glimmer of hope.
The Sword Who smiled and said: "Senior already knows the reason and understands everything. You should know that the agreement has been made. Why use this to joke and make me worry."
"Huh, worried? I think you are confident."
"Senior, please prepare as soon as possible. The final battle is still less than a hundred years away."
"Well... I found a perfect place with two mysterious and strange realms connected to it. At a rough glance, one is cold and the other is hot. When the two realms are opened up, the three realms will merge into one and form a world of their own. Can meet your requirements."
"Thank you, senior. This battle is related to the future of China. I have to be cautious. The highest combat power is still lacking. I don't know, senior..."
"Let's go, please."
A clear bell rang, and before anyone could finish speaking about the sword, the giant dragon circled upwards, swam through the sea of clouds, and turned into a small golden fish in the sky, floating away.
The little golden fish traveled across China and reached a mountain peak. Half of the peak was covered with ice and snow, and the other half was steaming with heat.
Looking into the void with the eyes of the golden fish, there is a hidden passage on the left and right of the mountain peak, which has not yet been fully opened, connecting two mysterious and strange lands.
There is a city under the mountain peak. The name of the city is Xueyue, and its owner is Shao Fenghua.
Many years ago, the ice and snow on the Xueyue Mountain Peak suddenly melted, and the snow water rolled down. Xueyue City suffered from floods, and soon afterwards suffered from a cold disaster. Most of the crops were destroyed, and the city was almost destroyed and people were killed.
Fortunately, with the help of Xuanyuan Holy City, the holy girl Hong Niangzi forgave Shao Fenghua's sins and delivered relief supplies and food, so Xueyue City survived.
A year later, Jing Qingling traveled here and set up a sealing formation in Xueyue Mountain to isolate him from the disasters of cold and heat. After seeing the young man's splendor, he felt his aptitude and wanted to accept him as his disciple.
Shao Fenghua was worried about the residents of Xueyue City and refused for the time being.
In Xueyue City, Shao Fenghua saw the small golden fish swimming above Xueyue Mountain. He hurriedly turned into light and knelt down and said: "Disciple Shao Fenghua, pay homage to the master."
"Is the matter settled?"
"Yes, I have found a virtuous person and passed on the position of city lord. I feel at ease and can practice in the world with my master."
"Very good, my disciple, please get up. But it's not possible now. This place will become a place of ancient war. The destruction of Xueyue City is inevitable. You need to move to the city and stay away from this place."
Shao Fenghua pondered for a long time and said: "Now the war is about to break out in China. The move to move the city will affect all parties and may lead to killings."
"It doesn't matter, I will protect your safety."
The art of Fuxi's art is profound and unpredictable. When the bell rings, the surroundings will fall into an illusory and confusing state, making it difficult for others to notice.
"Move to where?"
Jing Qingling hesitated for a moment and said: "Three hundred miles west of here, there is a cloud plain, which is where the residents of Xueyue City live. Not far from the cloud plain, there is a floating cloud mountain. There are experts in it. If you are in danger, you can Say my name and ask for rescue."
"Okay, I'll do it right now."
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Playing soothing music and humming happy tunes, I rested and left the small town, singing and traveling, playing in the world.
Suddenly, a ray of spiritual light descended from the sky. Xiuxiulao looked at it and with a move of his hand, it entered the seven-mouthed bamboo.
He sighed: "Idiot, idiot, I don't forget what happened after my death, I am worthy of the Fuxi lineage. That's all, I will grant you my blessing and allow you to fight the fateful battle."
He walked to a cliff by the sea called No Return Cliff. He looked at the stone shadows on the cliff, shook his head and said:
"A single shadow can only be found on the top of a diseased tree, and a lonely sail with a shadow far away makes me sad.
There is no trace of the hero in the rivers and lakes, and all the shadows can be seen on the cliff. "
The stone shadow looks like a woman, with her long hair tied up, looking at the boundless sea, praying for her return.
"Self-petrified seal, retaining the last vitality, idiot, idiot, why bother, why bother."
Xiu Xiulao held the hollow willow tree and a little stone shadow, leaving a trace of spiritual energy in it, leaving a trace of hope for the future.
"Wan Nian Cang, Wan Nian Cang, you have failed her, you have failed the world, and you have failed the old man's expectations of you."
Traveling again and again, after leaving the Cliff of No Return, Xiuxiulao traveled around China, just like a wanderer returning home. Looking at the changes in his home, he felt sad, happy, and lamented. All kinds of emotions came to his mind. And enough.
"Chaos arose in China, and disasters followed the Warring States Period. Demonic disasters combined with beast disasters, and military disasters combined with internal strife. These waves of turmoil will eventually need to be brought to an end by those destined by destiny."
He points to the void, moves the Eight Diagrams in his hand, and calculates the divine state. But for a moment, four hidden pillars appeared at the four poles of China, supporting the world of China.
Xiuxiu Lao said: "When a tiger comes out, it will kill and purify the world, and restore peace to the world."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a giant white tiger flying out of a pillar and standing on the top of the mountain. It looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. In an instant, the wind blew across the valley and swept across China.
The giant tiger is all white with a hint of dark red, and has the word "king" on its forehead. It is so majestic and domineering that it makes people shudder and dare not look directly at it.
The tiger came out, and the four pillars of China disappeared again, disappearing into the void.
The beast race is divided into two categories, one is the ferocious beast, which is mainly about killing, and the other is the spiritual beast, which is about peace.
Tiggo is a spiritual beast that kills and brings peace.
Ruihu walked on the wind, arrived at the old man, and said: "I wonder who called me out, it turned out to be you, fu..."
"It's just old age, and it's time to rest and grow old."
"We are waiting for the four great spiritual beasts, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, to suppress the Qi of China. Xuanwu left with you, and now that I am out again, two of the four pillars of China are left unattended, which will lead to the danger of destruction of China in the future."
"No one can predict what will happen in the future. Someone will take care of it in the future. Deal with the immediate matters first, then go and find the person of destiny to help him end the troubled times and open up a new situation in China."
The tiger roared loudly, and the valley wind accompanied the whole body, soaring into the sky and flying across China.
Suddenly there was a sound like thunder, coming from the ground and resounding throughout the sky:
"Ruihu, you turned your back on the beast race and got close to the human race. You are an unforgivable sin..."
