At that moment, the prince's mind went blank for a moment. He only felt that the sword light in front of him was pointing directly at him. He was not such a lack of decision-making person. He had also experienced several attacks and killings, and he was still able to maintain his composure.
So calm, there was even an anecdote that he was attacked and killed outside, and he was fighting with the guards outside, but he could still drink by himself.
But this time, perhaps because of the attack on his own human destiny, cracks appeared.
Or maybe it was because the angry cry to kill the thief shocked his state of mind.
For a moment, my mind went blank, and there was no reaction at all when faced with the falling sword light. Only my own human destiny was whirling and whistling, suddenly blocking this sword-like destiny at the cost of spending several times my luck.
The horizontal strike directly caused it to make a crisp sound and then was annihilated. Compared with the human emperor's countless years of accumulation, this sword light was as weak as a mantis' arm acting as a chariot.
Under the leadership of the Human Emperor, there are tens of millions of human beings, three million cavalry, and countless common people in the vast nine states.
At best, this luck is only the number of cavalry in an army.
How is it different from a mantis acting like a chariot?
But despite being so weak and obviously not strong, for some unknown reason, it brought the prince a far more frightening and pure fear than the huge luck of the princes, or even the beam of luck of his father.
It was not [quantitative], but [qualitative], which made his pupils shrink violently, and the sword once had a ray of edge left, and it still fell on the prince. On the gorgeous clothes, it was faintly visible.
Bleeding stains.
My heart palpitated for a long time, and I was dead silent for a long time.
The guards in heavy armor around him subconsciously held their breath and lowered their heads, not daring to look.
The prince's breathing was heavy. After a long time, he said: "Everyone, step back..."
"Check it for me! Check it carefully!"
"There must be a traitor in Zhongzhou, go and investigate!"
"check!!!"
When the voice reached the back, it was finally a bit of suppressed anger and growling.
And the lingering fear.
Many attendants and guards saluted in unison, and then fled here as if escaping from the oppressive and lifeless atmosphere in the courtyard. After a long time, the prince stood up and felt that the Chinese clothes behind his back were soaked. He changed his clothes again, drank tea and concentrated.
It was difficult to stabilize my emotions. I felt as if my palms were trembling, and I had a panicky feeling. My luck seemed to have been cut off from being so complete and pure.
Those who practice Qi Luck attach great importance to the degree of Qi Luck itself.
What it says is that when times come and go, heaven and earth all work together, and heroes are not free when fate comes.
I don't know how many percent of my luck has been cut off, it's like losing something extremely precious, I can't help but feel panicked.
After a long time, he calmed down and said: "Go and collect "Ode to the Dapeng" immediately. Whether you bought it or snatched it, bring it back to me. After bringing it back, immediately set off back to Beijing.
Something is wrong here, very wrong.”
The prince murmured to himself, and after giving instructions to his subordinates, he thought for a long time and decided to change his mind.
He no longer planned to slowly test Qiong Yu's siblings as he had planned before, nor did he plan to use any means to crush Qiong Yu's backhand as easily as the pressure from all sides was peeling off cocoons. Instead, he decided to go immediately and use force to suppress
They go back!
Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly.
Put the tea cup aside.
He strode towards the door.
But when he just walked out of the door, he hesitated. If he was too hasty, Qiong Yu might notice something and make himself passive. So he slowly exhaled a breath, thought for a long time, took back his right foot again, and slowly
As I walked back, I realized that I didn't know why, but fell into a state of panic, palpitations, and confusion.
It was as if he had been struck by that sword and a crack had been created in his heart.
"It can't be like this, it can't be like this..."
The prince sat down slowly and concentrated for a long time.
"Go again in three days."
"I will edit a letter first and send it to my father."
"Report this in detail."
He went back to the house and took out a wooden box. There was a jade seal inside the box. There were many auspicious patterns in it, which were extremely gorgeous. There was also a brilliant and colorful flow of luck, which seemed wonderful, but when he took out this thing
when, he was startled.
On the seal where the prince's destiny is intertwined.
A crack appeared, and with a few clicks, it collapsed before his eyes.
The prince looked pale.
No, in terms of luck.
He is no longer the prince.
With one sword, his life will be taken away and he will be demoted!
Such a huge impact was like a heavy hammer, hitting the prince's head hard, making him dizzy and almost unsteady. He staggered and pressed one hand on the table to barely hold on.
He stood up, his body was still shaking, his eyes were slightly red:
"Just those, untouchables..."
"How, how is it possible?"
"Just ordinary people, things like pigs and dogs."
"How could you possibly do it..."
The prince seemed unable to believe it. His eyes were blank for a long time, his body trembled with anger, and suddenly he roared in a low voice:
"How can you relegate me!"
"How dare you demote me to this palace!"
"How dare you!"
"How dare!!!"
Sweeping violently, everything on the table was swept to the ground. He gasped violently and became extremely angry. His luck collapsed and backfired. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
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Beijing——
When the young Taoist realized something, and then condensed his luck on the Thief Killing Sword.
No sword was drawn.
There was only red energy flowing on the sword body.
Chaos has already begun in Tianji Pavilion.
Before this, there was an old man standing at the highest point of the Star-Zhaing Tower, giving instructions to some young people.
"Ziwei Dou Shu, the art of astrology, is actually guided by the eternal power of the stars in the sky."
"Try to see everything in the past and future."
"Everything in this world has its destiny from the beginning of the Dao to the calamity of the Dao, and the stars in the sky will witness everything. Relying on the things that have remained unchanged from ancient times to the present and even in the distant years, the nature of you and me is magical.
One can glimpse a trace of the distant future. The four directions above and below are the universe, and the universe has been through the ages. The real art of divining it can only be found in the firmament of the universe."
"Just like writing records everything, it is called astronomical numbers,"
"For this reason, the art of [astronomy] has been extremely taboo in our human dynasty since ancient times. That is to say, you are so lucky to learn it. Otherwise, ordinary people and even nobles will not be able to learn this knowledge."
It's a serious taboo, and it may lead to death, but it's not out of the question."
"The so-called qi-gazing techniques and Liuren's method are just side techniques, far inferior to mine!"
Dressed in purple clothes, the Master Tuixing was stroking his beard and talking about Dou Shu Dharma. His expression was peaceful, but his tone was loud. The young people around him were all practicing astronomy and calendar, and they couldn't help but feel a little bit of expectation. The old man stroking his beard smiled and said:
As he continued to tell, someone suddenly rushed over to the old man's side, lowered his head and whispered a few words. The old man's complexion suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly and said:
"How could this be?"
"You never talked nonsense?!"
The middle-aged man seemed more anxious than him and said:
"This is such a big deal, it concerns our heads, how could I talk nonsense!"
"This, what should we do?"
The old man who had been calm and calm before, as if everything was under his control, stood up and said, "I'll wait here for a while. Don't mess with the books." Then he quickly left with the middle-aged man, running away in one breath.
We climbed to the highest point of the Star Reaching Tower. Although it was a tall building, it was a place with an extremely wide view. Countless streams of light converged and criss-crossed, turning into a huge astrolabe.
This is a huge magic weapon achieved with the majestic appearance of the human world.
It is used to observe the universe, see the stars, and predict events in the past and future.
Originally, winter was when the North Pole's Purple Star was bright, but just now, the Star Tower observed an unprecedented star. The old man strode forward, first raised his head to look at the dusk sky, and then lowered his head.
Look at the astrolabe which corresponds to all the stars and rivers in the sky at any time.
The most central place should be the purple star that symbolizes imperial power.
But at this moment, in Ziwei Dou Shu's observation, a red star appeared.
The star of the Human Emperor shines brightly.
This red star is extremely faint.
Like the sun and the light of fireflies.
But at this moment, this firefly-like star only appeared briefly, and it had already made the starlight that had been bright for countless years, representing the imperial power and the human emperor, start to sway, and the red starlight quickly dissipated.
, as if it was just an illusion, for a long time, the officials affiliated with the Huntian Supervisory Office on the Zhaixing Tower were speechless.
"What kind of star is that..."
"I don't know. Since the beginning of the human emperor, it has been passed down from generation to generation, but this star has never appeared."
"At least it hasn't happened in the thousands of years of the Human Emperor's dynasty."
There was another period of dead silence.
The old man slowly exhaled and said: "Everything from the beginning of the Dao to the calamity of the Dao has been decided. What we have to do is to use the eternal stars to get a glimpse of the future variables in the past.
Then let the saint make a decision to lead the entire dynasty to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, so this star that suddenly appeared in the world must be a sign."
"You must check it out."
"Let's first look for a name from ancient books."
So all the supervisors of the Huntian Supervisory Yuan took action.
They found the original star records that were even recorded on stone tablets in ancient times, looking for a few words about this star.
As for the rituals pointing to this star, there is no such thing.
Every star in the sky has its star king.
But this one seems to have been silent for too long, and there is no star king who presides over this star - because the position of the star actually represents a reminder of the future secrets in Ziwei Dou Shu's eyes, and there are so many stars.
, may not all have stars and star kings, they are not even sure whether this star belongs to the 365 star gods or a smaller number of star kings.
You can only find a few words in the vast sea of classics.
It's just that these supervisory officials are all well-read classics and have an impression of the general contents of these classics. They quickly passed through some of the classics from the Human Emperor Dynasty to the present, and then skipped the part about the troubled times, and finally in one
More than ten thousand years ago, before the Human Emperor established his dynasty, there was even a brief record before the troubled times when the Human Emperor rose.
There once was a dynasty that ruled a large area, but it later collapsed.
Before the collapse, Si Tianjian at that time seemed to have noticed the red stars.
But after that, the star disappeared and fell asleep, never to appear again. What happened to make it light up briefly again? Although it was only a very short recovery, it did appear.
Yes, if the number of stars represents some kind of foreshadowing of the distant future.
So what does this star represent?
So after asking for a long time, they finally wanted to use Ziwei Dou Shu to get a glimpse of the secret. Thousands of people took out the tortoise shell, which can be called the most precious treasure of the Huntian Overwatch Council. The tortoise shell seemed to come from an incredible mythical beast that had gone through countless
For thousands of years, these mages have been accompanying them since the founding of the Human Emperor's dynasty. At that time, the Huntian Supervisory Council was still called Si Tianjian.
He had gone through thirteen difficulties for the dynasty, and because of this, it was already full of cracks.
After calculating for a long time, he got the answer from the tortoise shell. The middle-aged man's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He interpreted the cracks on the tortoise shell and said:
"The glowing fire is everywhere."
"The first name of this star is [Ying]"
"It's Yingsu!"
The names of stars are often associated with certain people. They immediately burned the tortoise shell with real fire, trying to figure out what happened and what kind of person this star appeared because of, so cracks appeared on the tortoise shell.
, after the astrologer’s observation, the solution hexagram got this name——
The second character is [confused]
The old man asked doubtfully: "The disaster of disaster?"
"No, it's confusion."
"[Yinghuo Planet]."
"The matter of the Pre-Emperor Star's swaying, fortune-telling, shining brightly, leaving no confusion, and the destiny is unknown."
Just when he was about to continue inferring, the middle-aged man saw the following eight characters, which were predictions about what would happen in the future. He suddenly trembled in his heart, looked at his colleagues on the left and right, gritted his teeth, raised his arms with force, and fiercely
He threw this treasured tortoise shell into the fire, and it cracked under the heat of the real fire.
Everyone was shocked.
"Are you crazy?!" the old man shouted in anger.
"I'm not crazy!"
The middle-aged astrologer said: "It's just because I'm not crazy that I can't say it!"
The old man wanted to yell at him, but suddenly realized the fear hidden in this sentence, so he stopped.
What the middle-aged astrologer failed to say was that if we knew this prophecy, we would all die.
The tortoise shell that had once caused thirteen disasters for the Human Emperor was shattered in the light of the fire, and turned into ashes under the eyes of everyone who seemed to have guessed something, like a helpless sigh.
The officials of the Huntian Supervisory Council did not dare to neglect, and compiled all the matters except the tortoise shell matter into documents, and reported this matter to the Emperor. However, the Emperor remained calm and just said that he understood it.
Everyone was asked to retreat. Later, it was recorded in the history books that this was the first appearance of the Yinghuo Planet.
The emperor smiled to himself and sighed to the beauty: I am the emperor of billions of people. I own the world and my destiny is mine. Ghosts and gods dare not disrespect me. When I smile, the world is happy. When I am angry, the world is shocked. Thousands of people bow their heads and their blood flows.
Are you afraid of this so-called destiny prediction?
He remained silent for a long time, then smiled and said——
Only be benevolent and virtuous, be the master of the world, and have no fear of destiny.
I have nothing to fear.
The beauties praised it highly and sang songs to make peace, and the emperor smiled with joy.
——"Emperor's Biography·Thirty-seven·Youli"
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When the sword edge is slowly put back into the scabbard, it is like a person whispering the tunes of his hometown under the setting sun. Drops of blood fall. Even if the main body is the luck on the sword that kills thieves, the right hand of the young Taoist priest who holds the sword is still already there.
After being injured by the shock, a ferocious wound appeared, hanging down on the Taoist robe, falling on the book of human destiny, scattering bloody flowers, and the little peacock was frightened.
The little peacock asked subconsciously: "Aqi, what are you doing?"
The young Taoist thought for a while and replied: "I am practicing."
"Cultivation of myself, cultivation of truth, cultivation of Tao."
"As you wish."
"Return the favor."
His voice paused, and he shook hands, with blood dripping down. Because this time he came out to treat people, there were clean starched strips of cloth. The young Taoist took part of it and wrapped it around his palm. Innate Yiqi's realm control
He held his body so that the blood would no longer flow out, but the wounds that had been backfired by luck would recover very slowly, and he said again:
"These are just empty words, and I know it myself."
"Actually, there is no such high-level reason. It's not even about seeking justice or the king's law."
"It's just that after seeing a lot of things, I just found them very unpleasant and I couldn't control my heart."
"Everything will cry when it is unfair. When I see unfair things, I feel uneasy. That's all."
"I've already said that it can't be done, but whether it can be done and whether it can be done are two different things."
The young Taoist squatted down, gently touched the peacock's down with his fingers, and smiled:
"I am really a Taoist priest who has no law."
"You're quite stingy sometimes, aren't you?"
"Forget it, take the sesame cake back. Your name hasn't been picked yet."
The young Taoist is not discouraged that this sword has not completed its full power. It is in the golden age at this moment, but the power of this sword cannot be achieved. This represents the determination of those iron cavalry. If this can cut off the luck of the human prince, then the human race
The Great Wall of Luck has long been shattered, and monsters are attacking from all sides.
Moreover, even the power to condense the luck of the sword comes from the [protection] of the Qi of the Emperor of Humanity. Using the method of condensing the Qi of Humanity to kill the holder of the Qi of Humanity, even Qi Wuhuo felt that he was really
It's whimsical.
Based on the foundation of "protection", the act of "killing" is carried out.
is contrary to that.
It's like flowing eastward and westward at the same time.
Even senior sister's Hunyuan Sword Canon can't do it.
It is the so-called drawing a sword with the heart of protecting all living beings, but it does not care about the movement of luck when drawing a sword. Killing is killing. No matter how purely kind-hearted you are to kill, it is still killing. This will not change. That sword that kills thieves
Above, the two Yunzhuan scripts for Killing Thieves once had strong luck, which represented the aura of the Xuanjia Army, taking the captain as an example.
At this moment, the 'luck' that Qi Wuhuo had forcibly condensed with his soul and energy suddenly dispersed.
The sword returned to its original shape.
This way of the Human Emperor has been repaired by countless people, and it is not something he can see through at once. Just now, it was just forcibly twisted and condensed into a stream of luck by relying on the Yuan Shen Yuan Qi. When his Yuan Shen left, it would
It has naturally dispersed and cannot exist and change naturally like human destiny.
The young Taoist touched the sword with his hand and felt the changes on the sword, feeling vaguely enlightened.
"Insufficient quantity..."
"but."
"Go to Jinzhou."
"The next time I draw the sword, it will be different."
The young Taoist bought these blood-stained classics, and then put the sword box into his sleeve robe. After saying goodbye to the steward of the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, the latter sent him out of the Taoist alliance, and the young Taoist walked step by step into the world of mortals.
, my mind calmed down, but walking in this mortal world and seeing the appearance of the prosperous age, I always think of those more than three million people.
With this in mind, even though I draw the sword this time, it feels smooth, but I still can't completely calm down.
On the contrary, it is like a burning fire cooking oil. When the fire is extremely strong, some water droplets are sprinkled on the flames.
Failure to let the flames calm down will only make the fire bigger.
Is this why the Eight Difficulties make people sink into them step by step?
Qi Wuhuo was thoughtful.
In the beginning, the spirit can still confirm itself.
But it always gets deeper and deeper.
One day, the spirit will not be able to identify itself. This may be why Mr. Ao Liu said at that time that he should plant a tree. Use this tree to remind your spirit and let your spirit use it as an anchor.
, every time I see this tree, I can return to peace and normalcy.
Qi Wuhuo returned to Lianyang Temple and gave some sesame cakes to the little Taoist priest Mingxin.
The little Taoist priest who had just studied for a day was dizzy, so he had hot sesame cakes to eat as soon as he went out.
So cheered.
The young Taoist returned to the Scripture Pavilion amidst the cheers of the young Taoist priests, "Long live Uncle Qi" and "Uncle Qi is the best."
He took out the mirror and used the [Round Light Appearance Method].
The light on the mirror changed, and before I saw anyone, I heard a sound——
"Dang, dang, dang, Fairy Xuanwu Suyunqin is here!"
"Little Taoist without confusion."
"Ahem, are you ready for the sesame cake Xuantan?!"
It was a deliberately serious tone, and she had to pretend to be dignified. Immediately, a girl appeared in the mirror, with bright eyes, sitting on a stool with her hands on her chin, wearing embroidered shoes with two small pom-poms on them. I saw it.
Qi Wuzhuo's tense dignity suddenly disappeared. He held a book in his arms and said, "Wuhuo, I haven't seen you for a long time."