Chapter 45: The Evil of Eight Elements: Enfeoffment of the World
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, heaven, earth, water, fire, mountain, lake, wind, and thunder, correspond to the eight major elements in the world.
Long ago, the Emperor Fuxi studied the Great Dao and realized the mystery 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 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 fantastic ideas, secretly thinking: The eight elements contain the great road of the world and have great power. What if they can be integrated into one body?
Controlling the heavens and the human world, traveling in the three realms and six realms? Creating the world and recreating 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 was desolate, and in the silence, a chilling wind suddenly blew.
Li Xianghai was frightened when he heard the story of the Taoist. He saw the Taoist's abyss and quietness, and saw the Confucian's flourishing Confucianism. He knew he was a master, but his depth was unpredictable. It would be unwise to dwell too much on him, so he said: "No comment."
Immediately, the true energy circulated throughout the body, and he retreated, turning into a sharp light and escaping, running 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 aura was so majestic that he did not dare to go 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 one chance to say one sentence."
Li Xianghai said: "Oh, the person who conceals the truth cannot understand. Why should Confucian and Taoist experts ask questions when they know clearly?"
"In this case, in order to avoid the catastrophe in the martial arts world, I will not leave you alone."
Pin Qingxian's eyes flashed, murderous intent burst out, and he kneaded the Taoist formula with his hand.
In the past, the evil of the Eight Elements gathered the eight elements and caused a catastrophe in the martial arts world, causing countless deaths and injuries. Two strange places in the Tao Sect, the Fire Cloud Valley, where the water and the sky were the same color, were destroyed.
Seeing this, Li Xianghai hurriedly laughed and said: "Hahaha... regardless of the reason, good or evil, and killing for no reason. Is this the style of Confucianism and Taoism? What a righteous way, what a three religions!"<
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Dai Confucian Zihua 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. When Li Xianghai saw this, he 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 in the Li family who have died tragically will be liquidated 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, waved his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, sighing, "That's all, Guangshi Hongru went away with the Savior Buddha to stop the blood calamity. If I kill his nephew here, it is against morality and cannot be tolerated."
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."
A mere Li Xianghai, whose martial arts skills are neither high nor low, and whose abilities are mediocre, are 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 went to the Tianxia Enfeoffment Platform together.
Outside the world enfeoffment stage, on a high peak, the Confucian scholars of all ages were looking at it at a leisurely pace. All forces and cities were present, and there were also wanderers, loose people, etc., nearly ten thousand in number.
The Chizun Eight Thousand Shengs of the Chi Emperor's lineage, the Shangguan Xingchen of the Yin Yang family, the Xihai Underground Palace, etc., are hidden among them.
When the sun rises in the sky, the time has come.
While enjoying leisure time, Dai Confucian Zihua and other masters all looked towards the sky, secretly saying: Come here.
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Go up to the stage one step at a time. The height of the stage is ninety-nine. When you reach the top, you will find 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.
The emperor's call will be honored by the whole world; the emperor's golden words will be divided into enfeoffments.
It is exactly: the enfeoffment platform of the world.
In the past, Emperor Xuanyuan defeated Emperor Chi, established the Central Plains, divided the world among the people, enthroned the throne, Wen Kui, Wu Guan, the three great generals, all the cities in the world, and ruled the country together, 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 from ancient times.
But today, the world's enfeoffment stage is changing again.
When the hour comes, auspicious clouds are suddenly seen billowing in the sky, and they are hundreds of miles away. Money is filling 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 money, coming down in the air, and falling straight to the World 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 Kyushu.
Heroes build a prosperous world and are honored as marquises of great achievements."
As the poem falls, the head is raised, the hands are folded, and the person stands, scanning thousands of people at a glance, waiting 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, the sea of clouds resounded with green thunder, and a dragon's head moved the clouds and came toward the world. It roared and hissed for a long time, and the dragon's roar continued for a long time.
Then I heard him say: "Kongtong."
Immediately, there was another clear and clear phoenix cry, which suppressed the dragon's chant and echoed across the heaven and earth. A fire phoenix spread its wings and crossed the clouds, revealing the true form of the dragon and phoenix.
If you look closely, you will see the dragon holding the Xuanyuan Sword, the phoenix hanging on the Kongtong Seal, the dragon and phoenix soaring over the sea of clouds, stirring up the wind and clouds, then descending majestically for a moment, falling to the sealing platform, turning into nine palaces and dispersing, and falling into the palm of Shang Gong.
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 twinkle, and the starlight falls, weaving into words, and combining the words into poetry, it turns out to be a prophetic poem.
The poem says:
The world is divided into seven numbers, and the country joins the battle.
In the year of Jiazi, the two emperors of China will fight again.
The stars and rivers are high and far away, and it is difficult for those with low skill to see the whole picture, but 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 rivers.
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 roar of laughter, unscrupulously dominating the world.
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Everyone looked for the reputation and saw flags placed all over a peak. On the flags were the words "Flying Bear", dancing fiercely in the wind.
Flying Bear, Flying Bear, is none other than: Flying Bear City Lord, Flying Bear Order No. Cangqiong.
But Hao Cangqiong, wearing a battle armor and a military crown on his head, jumped up and headed for the enfeoffment platform.
Hear him say:
"The tyrant established the 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 will be destroyed without means."
After the announcement, he stood on the entrustment stage and took his place in a corner.
Hearing the call, Cang Qiong said: "Cang Qiong is fighting, who dares to call me an enemy?"
The hegemonic words fell, and for a while no one dared to speak.
At this moment.
"Oh? Really? What do you think of me?"
At the same time as the words were spoken, a huge sword energy was seen, 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 the sky, I 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.
It was exactly: Qiu Baiyu, the leader of the northwest forces, the Tyrant Sword, appeared, climbed onto the entrustment platform, stepped up the steps, one step at a time, recited a poem at each step, and said:
"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
The mountains and rivers are filled with strong feelings, and we look up to the sky and roar towards the sky."
When the poem stopped, Qiu Baiyu climbed to the top, stood on a corner, and said with a smile: "General Fei Xiong, humility can make people progress, but arrogance will inevitably lead to self-destruction."
Hao Cangqiong said: "Ha, I have arrogant strength, but 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, an invisible confrontation, and each had its own methods.
At this time, ink was splashed across 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, as elegant as a gentleman.
Hear him say:
"Writing four books and discussing the Five Classics, the mountain of books has roads and diligence as its path.
Accumulating steps, the river flows together, and a 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 is actually the highest official of Shushan, Yi Chunqiu·Lin Xianzhi.
The holy city is destroyed, the holy aunt is defeated, the holy weapon is lost, and the world is in turmoil; the god and Confucian are hidden, the saint and Confucian are lost, and the Confucian is in charge, and the Confucian sect is in turmoil.
At this time of turmoil, Yi Chunqiu and Lin Xianzhi suddenly appeared in this world. I wonder what kind of changes it will bring to the world and Confucianism?
Lin Xianzhi stood on the corner of the entrustment platform and said: "Respecting Emperor Xuanyuan's order, the ownership of the artifacts is determined by heaven and not by people."
When Qiu Baiyu heard about Shang Gong's leaf, his face darkened.
Hao Cangqiong said angrily: "Ha, what a joke, who are you, and who is Emperor Xuanyuan?"
Prime Minister Lin looked at the sky, at Qiu Baiyu, at Shang Gongyiye, and at 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?"