"Need, have fortune, be prosperous, be honest and auspicious, benefit from crossing great rivers."
The young man in Zhongshan looked at the hexagrams with a hint of joy on his face.
Taoist Taiyi on the side glanced at him and nodded secretly, "He does have some talent."
What Taiyi taught Longma Tianlu was the second master's specialty - the art of heavenly secrets and numbers. It could be regarded as an extension of the innate Bagua, and the other extension was naturally the formation.
This hexagram is the change of Qian (?) and Kan (?), Kan is on top, Qian is on top. Kan means clouds and water, which means dangerous fall; Qian means high sky, which means strong and strong.
When encountering danger, you should be prudent and do not act rashly. Watch the situation and wait for changes, and you will be sure to have great success.
Therefore, in a nutshell, this hexagram explanation means "wait a little longer."
Perhaps it is because the years in the prehistoric times are extremely long, so most creatures in the prehistoric times have a somewhat calm attitude. If a period of peace appears at this time, many people would rather wait.
Heaven is waiting.
After the Lich War, the emperors of Heaven chose to retreat one after another.
The Emperor of Heaven, the Demon Master, and Emperor Xi, these three men who stood at the pinnacle of power in heaven, used the sky as the disk and the stars as their sons, and played one game after another on the observatory.
As for Donghuang Taiyi, he was not in the heaven. He carried the Chaos Bell and went to the outside of the sky. No one knew what he was going to do. He just thought he was going to retreat.
After the war, the gate of Wa Palace has never been opened. If anyone comes here, they will be surprised to find that a small palace has been transformed into a boundless and boundless world by the peerless red dress.
Good fortune flourishes here!
Of course, if you choose to wait in heaven, everything will not stop.
Although Chang Xi and Xi He often retreat, they will take turns to take charge of the Heavenly Palace for a period of time every 30,000 years, taking charge of all affairs of the Heavenly Court and even the Monster Clan.
As a result, Heaven officially entered the era when the Sun and Moon were in power.
It is worth mentioning that the ten princes of the demon clan officially moved into Tanggu and shouldered the important task of controlling the sun. They carry the sun on their backs and rise from Tanggu every day, bringing light to all living beings. It is precisely because of this that they, in the true sense, Obtained the authority of the sun and gained recognition from all living beings.
As a well-known think tank in Heaven, Bai Ze has almost become the overworked person in Heaven. Even if he develops 3,600 Dao bodies, he is still overwhelmed by the many affairs in Heaven.
For this reason, he specially wrote to the Queen of Heaven, screened out Tushan, Qingqiu and other major races that were famous for their wisdom, and promoted talents from their tribes to join the heavenly court.
Power is truly valuable, but luck is even more valuable. If it is for life, both can be thrown away.
Bai Ze thought it would be better for him to take a break.
In view of the fact that the Monster Clan is a collective concept, consisting of many races, unlike the Witch Clan, which has a single bloodline and is easy to manage. The Monster Clan is developing too fast, and it is destined to have many internal conflicts. It all takes time to smooth out.
As a result, the Monster Clan put a lot of effort into settling themselves. In the past seventy thousand years, except for minor frictions, the Monster Clan did not have even a single local conflict with the Wu Clan.
If the demon clan doesn't move, the witch clan will naturally not move.
The witches who fight against heaven and earth are not afraid of death. They believe that after their lives wither, they will return to the embrace of their father, Pangu. Therefore, the witches regard death as home.
However, in the last battle, the witch clan suffered countless casualties, and the twelve ancestral witches proclaimed themselves in the Pangu Hall to understand the Pangu Avenue. Without the orders of the ancestral witches, the major tribes were busy recovering their strength under the instructions of their leaders.
The lich is quiet and the wilderness is peaceful.
As the behemoths that rule the world in this era, the two tribes of lich chose to lick their wounds while waiting, and the ancient land ushered in a long-term stability. All living beings multiplied and multiplied, restoring vitality to the infinite mountains and rivers that had been damaged by the war.
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The lich is waiting, and so are the saints.
The Three Pure Ones are waiting. They have been on the road for hundreds of thousands of years, waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to become enlightened.
The guide from the West is waiting. He is waiting for a flower to bloom and a cicada to sing. When the flower blooms and the cicada sings, his way will be clear.
Zhunti was waiting, always smiling, waiting for one destined person after another over the long years, and made a destiny with them, a destiny for all living beings.
The bond between all living beings naturally comes from all living beings, so Zhunti's footprints can be found all over the ancient world, whether it is the East China Sea or the South China Sea, whether it is the Northern Ming Dynasty or the Western Wilderness, you can see his figure.
Even Zhunti, the underworld of the underworld, went there.
He said he was going to visit Ksitigarbha...
"Saint, you are not in this way, you should leave as soon as possible." Emperor Fengdu's face was a little dark.
Especially when he saw Zhunti preaching to the ghosts and immortals in the underworld, he felt bad.
I really don’t understand why Zhunti came to the underworld, but I have to send this great god away anyway.
As a future saint of heaven, Zhunti could clearly feel the rejection from the earth, but he didn't care at all.
Because the underworld has an owner but the tunnel has no owner. The tunnel without an owner can't help him, a pilgrim.
Looking at Emperor Fengdu who was staring at him all the time, his smile did not diminish: "Pindao is here to only find people who are destined to teach him the promising method. In fact, the emperor does not have to look at Pindao all the time."
Emperor Fengdu smiled softly and said, "The saint is joking. My underworld is really not a place to stay for a long time. You'd better please come back."
After that, he took out the Ghost Immortal Strategy and shook it. The ghosts who were listening to the sermon immediately dispersed in a swarm.
Taoist Zhunti's smile remained unchanged, and he nodded, "In that case, I won't stay any longer. However, before I leave, I will go look for my Ksitigarbha disciple. The Emperor will not stop me!"
"Sage, please!"
Emperor Fengdu no longer stopped him.
Tiannan immortal volcano.
When Mingyu received the summons from Emperor Fengdu, he was also slightly stunned.
Then he thought of a word: whim.
Those two people had sent Ksitigarbha to the underworld a long time ago, and now they may have noticed that the tunnel was about to change, so they took this opportunity to observe it in person, not only to observe the underworld, but also to observe the tunnel.
That person has sentient beings in his heart, and ghosts in the underworld also belong to the category of sentient beings, so they will naturally not let him go. What's more, the theory of reincarnation of life and death will also occupy a pivotal position in the future teachings of Western religions.
"Are you ambitious? It's a pity that I have already settled in advance. No matter what, I have to abide by the rules of the underworld!" Mingyu's eyes flickered.
Houtu transforms into reincarnation, completes the tunnel, and enters the underworld. This will never change no matter what.