Gui Li, Gui Li, takes ghost as his name and Li as his nickname. The eight elements of evil are very powerful.
The so-called eight elements are heaven, earth, water, fire, mountain, lake, wind and thunder, which correspond to the eight elements in the world.
Long ago, the Emperor Fuxi studied the Great Dao and realized the secrets of the Eight Elements. He created the infinite changes of the Eight Diagrams and gained a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and geography.
Later it was passed down to the world.
The Eight Elements are profound and difficult to understand, and only a few people can understand them. However, there will eventually be those who are talented and have wonderful ideas, and secretly think: The eight elements contain the great road of the world and have great power. What if they can be integrated into one body?
Master the heavens and the human world, travel the three realms and six realms? Create a new world and repeat the realm? Maybe it’s all possible!
The evil of eight elements appears in this world!
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Dai Ruzihua, who followed later, was shocked to hear the evil of the Eight Elements. His heart trembled and he looked at Li Xianghai.
At the foot of the mountain, everything is desolate, and in the silence, a chilling wind suddenly blows.
Li Xianghai was frightened when he heard the story of the Taoist. He saw the abyss of Taoism and the prosperity of Confucianism. He knew that he was a master. His depth was unpredictable and it would be unwise to dwell too much on him. He said, "No comment."
Immediately, the true energy circulated throughout the body, and he retreated, turning into a sharp light and fleeing in the wilderness for more than ten miles without stopping.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew past him. Li Xianghai immediately stopped and looked towards the end of the wilderness. He saw the shadow of Dao with his hands behind his back. His power was so deep that he did not dare to move forward.
He took a step back and saw that Confucianism had arrived quietly and silently, blocking the way back.
Seeing Pin Qingxian turning his sleeves and waving his fingers, he said coldly: "Be careful with your answer, you only have a chance to say one sentence."
Li Xianghai said: "Oh, the person who hides the truth doesn't know it. Why should Confucian and Taoist experts ask questions even though they know it?"
"In this case, in order to avoid the catastrophe in the martial arts world, I won't let you stay."
Pin Qingxian's eyes flashed, murderous intent burst out, and he squeezed the Taoist secret with his hand.
In the past, the Eight Elements of Evil gathered the eight elements and caused a catastrophe in the martial arts world, causing countless deaths and injuries. Two strange places in the Dao Sect, the Valley of Fire Clouds and the Water and Sky, were destroyed.
Seeing this, Li Xianghai hurriedly laughed sarcastically and said: "Hahaha... regardless of the reason, good or evil, and killing for no reason. Is this the style of Confucian and Taoist masters? What a righteous way and a good example of the three religions!"
Dai Ruzihua frowned and stepped forward to stop him: "Brother Taoist, wait a moment. Killing him like this will indeed dishonor the reputation of the three religions. Why not spare his life and wait and see what changes will happen in the future."
At this point, Pin Qingxian hesitated. Upon seeing this, Li Xianghai turned into light and ran away for hundreds of miles. After confirming that no one was following him, he relaxed and slowly headed towards the sky wall.
"When the evil of my ancestor Ba Yuan comes to the world, the hundreds of people of the Li family who died tragically will be accounted for one by one..."
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When Pin Qingxian saw Li Xianghai turning into light and walking away, he thought about it for a moment. He waved his sleeves and clasped his hands and sighed, "That's all. Guangshi Hongru followed the Savior Buddha to stop the blood calamity. If I kill his nephew here, it would be against morality and intolerance." It’s the law of heaven.”
Hua Dao, a contemporary Confucian, said: "This person follows Guangshi Hongru and listens to the teachings of Buddhism. I think his character is not bad. Besides, not everyone has the talent of the Eight Elements of Evil."
Li Xianghai was a mere martial artist who was neither high nor low in martial arts. His ability was mediocre and was not in the eyes of the two of them.
The two of them left again. When they heard about the Xuanyuan Sword and the Kongtong Seal, the crowd became very noisy and they all went to the Tianxia Enfeoffment Platform.
Outside the world's enfeoffment stage, on a high peak, Pin Qingxian and the Confucian scholars of all ages can see at a glance. All forces and cities are here, and there are also Jianghu rangers, Sanren, etc., nearly ten thousand.
Chizun's Eight Thousand Shengs, Shangguan Xingchen of the Yin-Yang family, Xihai Underground Palace, etc. were hidden among them.
When the sun rises in the sky, the time has come.
Pin Qingxian, Dai Ruzihua and other experts all looked towards the sky and said secretly: Come here.
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Go up to the stage one step at a time. The stage is ninety-nine high. To the top, there is a square platform.
On the left is the Xuanyuan sword, which marks the eight deserts and hundreds of cities; on the right is the Kongtong seal, which seals the will of heaven, earth and people.
With the emperor's call, the whole world respects him; with the golden words of the emperor, there are no ranks and enfeoffments.
Exactly: the world enfeoffment platform.
In the past, Emperor Xuanyuan defeated Emperor Chi, established the Central Plains, enfeoffed the throne in the world, entrusted everyone with the throne, Wen Kui, Wu Guan, the three great generals, all the cities in the world, and unified the rule of China, and there were long years of peace.
The world was entrusted with the throne, so it spread throughout the world and became a good story throughout the ages.
But today, the world's enfeoffment stage is changing again.
At the end of the hour, auspicious clouds were suddenly seen billowing in the sky, stretching hundreds of miles. There is money all over the sky to clear the way, and the atmosphere is unparalleled.
Among all the great visions, I saw a handsome man, wearing a golden robe, pointing to the Nine Palace Road, stepping on the money, floating down, and landing directly on the Tianxia Conferment Platform.
At the same time, he recited the poem number and said:
“The bright moon rises over the sea, and the dragon lantern shines across the nine continents.
Heroes build a prosperous world and are honored as marquises of great achievements. "
As the poem fell, he stood with his head held high and his hands behind his back. He glanced at thousands of people and waited patiently for his words.
I saw Shang Gong lightly throw a leaf into the nine palaces in his palm, and the nine palaces went straight into the sea of clouds. I heard him say: "Xuanyuan."
Suddenly, there was a thunderous thunder in the sea of clouds, and a dragon's head moved through the clouds and came toward the world. It roared and hissed for a long time.
Then I heard him say: "Kongtong."
Suddenly, the clear phoenix mingled again, suppressing the dragon's roar, echoing around the world. A fire phoenix spreads its wings and cuts through the clouds, revealing the true form of a dragon and phoenix.
If you look closely, you will see the dragon holding the Xuanyuan Sword, the phoenix hanging the seal of Kongtong. The dragon and phoenix are soaring in the sea of clouds, stirring up the wind and clouds, and then descend majestically, fall to the sealing platform, turn into nine palaces and disappear, and fall into the palm of Shang Gong's one leaf.
Looking again, I see the Xuanyuan Sword on the left, which is an artifact of attack; I see the Kongtong Seal on the right, which is an artifact of luck.
The two artifacts of the human race returned to the world enfeoffment platform. In an instant, a ray of holy energy shot straight into the sky, breaking through the sea of clouds, revealing the vastness of the galaxy, and the chaos of heaven suddenly appeared clear.
In the vast galaxy, the stars twinkled, and the starlight fell, weaving into words, and combining the words into poetry, it turned out to be a prophetic poem.
The poem says:
The world is divided into seven as a number, and the country's mountains and rivers enter the war map.
In the year of Jiazi, the two emperors of China will fight again.
The galaxy is so high and far away that it is difficult for those with low skill to see the whole picture, only a few experts can see it. The prophetic poem dissipated in an instant, and the sea of clouds came in, covering the stars and drifting away.
Shang Gong Yiye frowned, suppressed all the thoughts arising from the prophetic poem, and said loudly: "All the princes in the world, the Xuanyuan Sword and the Kongtong Seal are here, who will come to the stage?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the laughter of the arrogant tyrant, who was unscrupulously dominating the world.
Everyone looked for the name and saw flags placed all over the top of a peak. On the flags were the words "Flying Bear", dancing fiercely in the wind.
Fei Xiong, Fei Xiong, is none other than: Fei Xiong City Lord, Fei Xiong’s command number is Cangqiong.
But Hao Cangqiong, wearing a battle armor and a military crown on his head, jumped up and headed for the entrustment platform.
Hear him say:
"The tyrant established Qianqiu, commanded the flying bear, conquered, and the Chinese army was robbed.
The sky sweeps away the sun and the moon, commanding all the armies to fight, and the troubled times are destroyed without a way. "
After the announcement, he stood on the enfeoffment stage and took his place in one corner.
Hearing the call, Cang Qiong said: "Cang Qiong is fighting, who dares to call me an enemy?"
As soon as the hegemonic words fell, no one dared to speak.
at this time.
"Oh? Really? What do you think of me?"
At the same time as the words were spoken, he saw a huge sword energy, slashing from bottom to top, passing over the sky and cutting through the sea of clouds, causing the wind to stop and the clouds to stop.
Looking at Hao Cangqiong, he saw a man dressed in white. Although he dominated the sword, he was elegant and easy-going. Wherever he passed, the heroes gave way and retreated.
Exactly: Qiu Baiyu, the leader of the northwest forces, the Tyrant Sword, appeared, climbed onto the entrustment platform, stepped up the steps, recited a poem step by step, and said:
“Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
The strong feelings return to the mountains and rivers, and they look up to the sky and roar towards the sky. "
When the poem stopped, Qiu Baiyu climbed to the top, raised a corner, and said with a smile: "General Fei Xiong, humility will make people progress, but arrogance will inevitably lead to self-destruction."
Hao Cangqiong said: "Ha, I have arrogant strength, in front of me, you can only be humble."
The words were tit-for-tat, and the two glanced at each other. There was an undercurrent and an invisible confrontation, each with its own methods.
At this time, ink was splashed in the distant sky, depicting mountains and mountains, with a road extending from the mountains.
Look at how many twists and turns the mountain road has, one after another. Look at the person behind the mountain, wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword, he is as elegant as a gentleman.
Hear him say:
“Writing four books and commentating on the Five Classics, the mountain of books has roads and diligence as its paths.
Accumulating steps, the river flows together, and the gentleman rides on a boat with kindness and virtue. "
There is a road to Shushan, there is a road to Shushan, and the person who came was actually the highest official of Shushan, and Yi Chunqiu·Xiang Lin knew it.
The holy city is destroyed, the holy aunt is defeated, and the holy weapon is lost, and the world is in turmoil; the sacred Confucian is hidden, the holy Confucian is lost, and the successor is in charge, and the Confucian sect is in turmoil.
At this time of turmoil, Yi Chunqiu and Lin Xianzhi suddenly appeared. I wonder what kind of changes it will bring to the world and Confucianism?
Lin Xianzhi stood up and divided the corner of the sealing platform and said: "Respecting Emperor Xuanyuan's order, the ownership of the artifact is determined by heaven and not by people."
When Shanggong Yiye and Qiu Baiyu heard this, their expressions darkened.
Hao Cangqiong said angrily: "Ha, what a joke, who are you, and who is Emperor Xuanyuan?"
Mr. Lin looked at the sky, Qiu Baiyu, Shang Gongyiye, and the tens of thousands of people in the audience. He saw neither joy nor anger.
However, wherever you look, you can't help but feel cold. Even if the sun is shining in the sky, you will feel chilled!
I saw him gently waving his sleeves, speaking lightly, and said with a smile: "Oh? So, who is in favor? Who is against?"
