The black-clothed Jixiang looked in pain, half-kneeling on the ground, with black and blue energy escaping from her body, which represented the destruction of Taoism. The twelve-phase Tai Chi diagram around her body was also constantly collapsing. Facing a man who gathered all the Confucianism of the past, he reversed history and even
A large piece of historical records has all turned into the reflection of Jinguang Tianxin. Even if he is the incarnation of one of the Tao, he can hardly be his opponent.
He spit out a large mouthful of essence. This part of the essence was torn apart by Jinguang Tianxin, so when he spit it out, it was naturally collected by the other party as an important material for the resurrection of Emperor Tian and the gods of the five directions.
"If my true body can escape from the trap, I won't be in such a miserable state even if I lose."
The black-clothed Ji Xiang was extremely angry. He was only one step away from liberating his true body, but all these dense zombie immortals were controlled by the master of Confucianism in front of him... In other words, the appearance of this guy itself was
To block one of your own dilemmas.
It seems like a catastrophic test set by Tao for himself, a huge sacred mountain that is difficult to overcome.
Ji Xiang in black will not think that the existence of "Ji Xiang" is too weak. In fact, this body and its existence are perfect. Not only is the cultivation strong, but Tianxin has the power to fight against Tianxin before it is proved.
It has multiple innocent and sacred forms, has the innate roots of heaven and earth, and has immeasurable potential. It can be said that there is no more excellent Yuqing body than this.
However, the Immortal Tianxin in front of him is a powerful existence that Ji Xiang in black has never seen since his birth.
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The other party is not a monk.
The other party is a kingdom of God.
It is the entire world, even the preaching of Confucianism itself, which is the condensed body of countless heavenly hearts.
Even in the midst of legends, the various deities sought after by all living beings may not be as powerful as the immortal deity in front of them. It is not without reason that Confucianism has been the first of the three religions since ancient times, overwhelming Taoism and Buddhism for thousands of years.
"True body? Don't be ridiculous. Even if your true body escapes, you will not be my opponent. I have become a religion by myself, and you are just one of the Tao that is being preached. If you rely on the true body of one of the Tao, you can
I don’t know how many people have succeeded in defeating Zhaoming World!"
"Shuowen."
"Time flies by."
Jin Guang Tianxin's voice was indifferent, and countless spiritual hands behind him waved down in the void. Even though Ji Xiang in black tried to dodge, they all landed on his shoulders and body in the next moment.
Along with the screams of the black-clothed female elephant, time transformed from an invisible illusion into reality. The huge flow of light represents the changes and changes in the world, while the emptiness of time represents inaction during this long period of time.
The body of Ji Xiang in black also began to disintegrate, the aura of immortality was damaged, and the cultivation was sucked away by the flow of light. Since the existence of "Ji Xiang" was taken away, even the nature of Ji Xiang's body as the god of incense was also taken away.
, when the body that transcends the flying immortal is destroyed, what remains is the more powerful soul of incense.
But even incense has its time limit.
If there is no one to offer sacrifices, the incense will be exhausted, and the existence of the gods themselves will become thin. The black-clothed Jixiang has no way to resist, and the green sheep sacrifices and praises that have been passed down through the ages are covered by the golden hand of Tianxin in front of him.
Falling into time, drifting further and further away from myself.
The legends are gone and the myths are lost. It is impossible for a heavenly mind to do such a shocking thing, but the other party is the immortal heavenly mind of Confucianism, a kingdom of gods, and the most powerful existence in the entire sect.
Bamboo slips and knives and pens emerged from the hands of the spirits behind him.
The black-clothed Ji Xiang’s eyes widened.
"Those are...history books."
"This is the chapter of Qing History."
Jin Guangtianxin responded to the question of Ji Xiang in black, because in his eyes, Ji Xiang in black, also known as Qingyang, will soon cease to exist and there is no way to recover.
"Yi Shi - Yi Ming Shu. A new Qing History is born."
"This is the highest state of our Confucianism. As the history of history fades, everything written on it will become final. Unless our Confucianism is completely destroyed and will not exist in countless histories, otherwise the history of history will last forever, and the recorded history will also exist forever.
"
"It is said that the history of history is like a sword and cannot be changed. Of course, if you want to delete something, then you can use the Spring and Autumn style of writing to make subtle remarks and make great decisions."
"You may be one of the Tao, and its origin is powerful. Then I will not record your roots in the history of Qing Dynasty. Your name and taboo will also be defined by me. Qingyang will re-exist as a sacrifice in the legend, and Ji Xiang will also serve as
The real person in the Arctic is sealed in the history books, as for you."
"I'm going to give you a new name. This is called restoring history."
Anecdotal history, in the classification of history books, refers to the lost and scattered parts of history. But once recorded in history books, although it is not found in official history, it can still be known to the world...
It is limited to what is known.
Ji Xiang in black realized the problem, and Jin Guang Tianxin followed suit and patiently explained to him:
"Your will will not die, you will become a part of history, and you will forget everything you have experienced now, and you will only become a powerful existence in this history... and be submerged in the history books."
Rather than depriving or seizing existence, even the fundamental traces of the other party can be erased or even reestablished from scratch. History is revised and revised, while the history books of Confucianism will last forever in the torrent of time like a needle in the sea. The real official history and the unofficial history of the world,
The unknown anecdotes are all written by Confucianism.
Jinguang Tianxin exudes an unparalleled huge brilliance, lighting up this gloomy world and illuminating the vast Yin City. The Yang Qi rises to the sky, and the awe-inspiring Qi spreads, almost opening up this dream of the dead, rushing towards the source world, and then towards the real world.
The human world is shattered into pieces.
"The writing of history books requires a lot of energy from me."
Jin Guangtianxin looked to the other side.
The voice of Donghua Fairy also came.
"If you kill him, then I will liberate all the corpse immortals here."
The Donghua Immortal looks pale, and the Flying Immortal is far inferior to Tian Xin, not to mention that he can hardly do anything in front of the immortal Tian Xin. Tian Xin looks at the Tian Xin, just like an elephant looks at an insect.
But Donghua Fairy masters the secret method of dream path, which is something from the Han Dynasty, and is a product of the same period as the first great Confucianists who prayed for the golden light of the heavenly heart.
"I will detonate the dream of the dead, causing us all to sink here and not be able to leave. I don't believe that even if you are the body of the Confucian Kingdom of God, you will not be able to come and go to any history and world at will as you brag."
"Otherwise, there is no need for you to open the Qingqiang Sacrifice. It is because the Qingqiang Sacrifice locks up the Corpse Execution Immortal here. There is no way to enter here without opening the Qingqiang Sacrifice. So I think that if the Dream of the Dead is detonated, even if
You can reflect the past, but you can only reflect the moment when the Qingqiang Festival begins."
"I will enter the dreamland of the dead man's dream and become something inside Nanke and Huangliang. When the dead people wake up and see this scene in front of them, they will feel that such a world is not beautiful, and they must still be in a dream.
, then a new death dream will begin, and then the three of us will vanish into thin air and cease to exist!"
Jin Guangtian looked at her indifferently:
"So what? You and Qingyang both have the ability to dream and turn into dreamers. Can't I do it too?"
"I am not only a member of the Zhaoming World, but also a practitioner of the Three Ancient Religions. Do you think that, as a disciple of Qingtongjun, one of the four real people in the world, you can pose any threat to me with the secret dream technique of the Han Dynasty?"
"You can't wake them up. What's not beautiful about today's world? The gods of the five directions are resurrected, the God of Huangtian is resurrected, and the Confucian heaven is reestablished. You are a Han but don't want to see Huangtian resurrected. Are they not willing too?"
"You are only right about one thing, that is, if I focus on this dream of the dead, I can indeed only go back to the moment when Qingqiang was opened, but there is no need to specifically focus on the dream of the dead. I can go back to the human world earlier.
It’s the same thing.”
Fairy Donghua was shrouded in that light, and she felt that all her fairy power had been drained. She held a coffin of a dead corpse and stared at Jinguang Tianxin.
"Actually, you don't need to be my enemy."
Jin Guang Tianxin's tone was still without any emotion: "I am just restoring the unification of Confucianism to reach a higher realm. This is also the wish of the strong Confucianists in the past. After the great rule of the world, there will be great rule of heaven. After the great rule of this shore, there will be great rule of the other shore.
Great governance."
"The clear light must be cured, and the desolate and dark must be cured. This Qingyang has taken away the existence of the North Pole Master and claims to be closely connected with your destiny, but in fact, it is all based on the reason why I want to kill you."
"If I don't kill you now, I will let you go. And he has taken away your friend's existence. So, should I kill him?"
Fairy Donghua was stunned for a moment, and Jin Guangtianxin let out a chuckle:
"But, not only will I not kill you, I will also save Bei Bei's life. What I write in history will become the final conclusion. Maybe Bei Bei Zhenren can use this to return, while Qing Yang will be submerged in Qing History.
I'm in trouble. As for you, do you want to abandon the North Pole and help Qingyang?"
The black-clothed Ji Xiang stared.
He really wanted to say, why don't you kill Donghua?
The position changed only in an instant. Fairy Donghua looked at Ji Xiang in black, and the latter showed an angry expression.
Jin Guangtianxin shook his head: "It's completely pointless to fight against me at this time, and you can't change anything. The reason why I let you go is that you are not a threat, and you need to see clearly that if you don't help me, there is no need to help.
He, even, he is the murderer."
Fairy Donghua was silent for a long time and asked: "But the Qingqiang sacrifice was opened and many lives were lost. I..."
"I can understand that you have just become a national immortal and want to show off, but even if you are injured, it will not matter. Zhang Tianshi of the Ming Dynasty once came here, but he was also turned away by me. You immortals lose to me, it is not shameful."
"Those lives were not killed by me, but by the traitors in the world. If you take a step back, if you really think that those people died in vain, how about I reflect on history and resurrect them where they were?"
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Jin Guangtianxin's words shocked Donghua, but the former did not write ink. He wrote on a bamboo slip of Qingshi behind him, and the cause and effect changed in an instant. The dead soul that died in the underworld and fell under the command of the Yuan Emperor and the three Chaos Immortals disappeared instantly, leaving Song Ting in great confusion.
They were shocked, and the next moment all these people returned to the human world, and even the history of death no longer existed.
Except for the memory of the existence of immortality, the memories of other people also change with the changes of history.
Qing Shi said that history is never damaged.
Then there is never any loss!
"Everyone is alive, what else do you want?"
Jin Guangtianxin looked at Fairy Donghua. Fairy Donghua was stunned for a long time and then let go of the coffin of a corpse-dissecting fairy.
There is really nothing to say.
In fact, this is the case for all living beings in the world. They live and die at will in front of the heavenly mind, let alone this immortal heavenly mind?
He even changed history so that death had never happened. In this way, everything in the three books of life and death disappeared, and the historical records of the human world were also changed. Even the existence of memory and sentient beings were arbitrarily defined, whether life or death.
, it is no longer important to them.
Perhaps, the survival of all living beings, and even the existence of gods and gods, is originally defined by a more powerful "Great Heavenly Heart".
"Can you bring the North Pole back to life?" Donghua Fairy said, and there is one condition.
She looked at Qingyang, her eyes full of disappointment.
Ji Xiang in black looked pale, the concept of yin and yang was withdrawn from his body, and he felt that his consciousness was blurring.
"Submerge Qingyang in history. Maybe there will be a chance to come back. He is special. The change of Yuqing is not within my ability, but I can try my best."
"But if he still stops me, I will kill him."
However, when Jin Guangtianxin said these words, three vast waves of pure energy appeared behind Qingyang.
The fresh air came from the invisible until a fate method ascended to the sky. It was Qingluo's fate, which was sealed and hidden by Ji Xiang. At this time, Ji Xiang in black activated this fate method, and then shouted towards the future!
"I can let you seize me. As long as you kill this Tianxin now and liberate my true body, I will give you the essence of Tao and the existence of this Ji Xiang!"
Ji Xiang in black made a desperate move, and the response shocked him.
From the future, there is a tall figure that breaks the torrent of time. It is Mr. Gu. He is furious and furious. He forcibly breaks his own future and looks into the past, and is even ready to take action.
The second path comes from the past. Emperor Yuan appeared from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He saw the black-clothed Jixiang and the immortal Tianxin from a distance and let out an exclamation of surprise.
The third one comes from the window of God. A white arm stretches out and turns into a virtual shape, responding to Yuqing's call. It is Christ coming across the border.
The black-clothed Ji Xiang did not expect that three powerful Yuqing men would come at once, but before he could recover, Mr. Gu was the first to let out a roar that shook the past and the future, as if the whole of eternity would be destroyed by this!
"One of the ways is bullshit!"
"You took away the existence of the thirteenth, but he must not be dead, because he is destined to have a Tianxin future! Tell me, where did his existence go when you last met him!"
"Otherwise, I will keep you in the future forever, and every moment will be washed away by time seventy-seven times, until all your origins are completely worn away, and your legend is wiped out!"
Mr. Gu was furious, his voice shook for eternity, and Emperor Yuan also issued a warning:
"Tell us what you did with Ji Xiang in the end. You'd better just take away his existence."
However, Christ remained invisible and did not speak. He just looked at the black-clothed Ji Xiang steadily. After Mr. Gu finished talking to Emperor Yuan, he said:
"If you're desperate."
"You can come to my heaven and be with me."
The black-clothed Ji Xiang seemed to have received amnesty and found hope in a desperate situation, but Jin Guang Tianxin issued a warning to the three uninvited guests:
"Even if it is one of the Yuqing source streams."
"Now you have to be punished by my Confucian religion."