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Chapter 737: Seed of the Holy King

The mathematical clock beats in the palm of my hand.

Xu Ji knew that the time for conversion was almost there. Now, the time for conversion was earlier than before.

Xu Ji estimated that it probably moved from 9:15 to about 9 o'clock in the evening.

The end time has also been advanced, from 7:15 to 7:00. It seems that there is some force, dominant, correcting the time between two different worlds. But the flow rate of time remains unchanged.

This makes Xu Ji often think about a question.

Two completely different worlds, the flow of time, but they maintain unity on a certain standard! As Xu Ji's understanding of the mythical world and his feelings about Yin Yang and the Five Elements deepened.

The more he paid attention to this matter, the more questions he had, and the more questions he had, the more curious he became.

Fortunately, he had some skills. Seeing that even the old god didn't mention this matter, he hid his curiosity. He would only think of it occasionally and then analyze the association.

Just like now, Xu Ji, who was free, began to think wildly.

"It seems that the change time in the evening has been moving forward, while the change time in the morning has been turning backward. "If this continues... in a few years, it may be reversed!"

"Change it from night to morning!" It's really possible.

"If so, is there any pattern in this?"

"If there is such a pattern, then what is the driving force?" Xu Ji raised his head and looked at Tianque.

The spiritual thoughts of the Taoist ancestors travel around the world.

Yin and Yang arise and die, the five elements alternate, and cause and effect are entangled. Everything is normal.

Xu Ji did not notice any special or invisible power. Thinking about this, time passed slowly.

The mathematical clock in the palm of my hand is spinning faster and faster.

At a certain moment, Xu Ji seemed to hear some familiar, weird but special sounds. Buzzing...

Woo woo woo... hoo hoo hoo...

He thought for a while and finally remembered where he had heard these sounds.

A documentary about the solar system.

In the documentary, there are similar sounds.

The things that make these sounds are the major planets in the solar system.

The buzzing is Venus, the whirring is Jupiter, and the whirring is Blue Star! Xu Ji remembered that these sounds should be transcribed by electromagnetic waves.

"So, I am listening to the voice from the solar system now?" Xu Ji thought, he was 100% sure that he was still in the mythical world and was still a Taoist figure.

"You can see more things when switching!" Xu Ji sighed. Ten seconds later, he appeared in Blue Star's Xinlu Mansion. The midsummer sun fell on the balcony.

He was leaning against the sofa, facing the balcony, sitting cross-legged, with his mobile phone aside. Xu Ji let out a breath, and then felt his own blood.

So, he also knew that he was about to have spiritual thoughts! Half a minute ago.

Lord Tongtian sat on the sofa, staring at the sunlight falling on the balcony. He knew clearly that he was still a mortal body.

However, the saint's ears, eyes, and nose seemed to have returned to the ancient times. The sound of the birth and death of yin and yang, and the replacement of the five elements made a slight noise in the eardrums.

In front of my eyes, countless threads of cause and effect are intertwined and woven into a large net covering the heaven and earth. Under the saint, no one is not caught and bound by the net.

The nose is filled with a strange fragrance. This is the fragrance of Dao Dao! It comes from Yu Yutian!

Leader Tongtian feels these, his Taoist heart is as calm as usual. But he knows that with the beginning of the great catastrophe.

The two worlds may be rapidly approaching each other at an incredible speed at a certain angle! Perhaps in the end of the future, the distance between the two sides will be narrowed to a limit.

In this way, there is the possibility of interaction.

If this is the case, then some mysteries will have explanations. For example, the Fly Taoist

how come?

There are also those "immortals" who fought to the death with fly Taoists in this world two thousand years ago. It may be because of this that they came to this world.

"If my guess is true..." Leader Tongtian thought: "Then the origin of this world and all kinds of strange images will be explained!" This world is anything but normal.

Moreover, it is definitely closely related to the prehistoric times.

Time passed in an instant, and half a minute later, Master Tongtian returned to the prehistoric world. The yin and yang and the five elements were no longer blurry in perception, but became extremely clear. The obstacles of cause and effect are no longer distant, they are in the heaven and earth.

A surge of spiritual energy surrounds him.

"Good! Good!" The leader of Tongtian Cult sighed and opened his hand. The Chaos Bell flew back to the Golden Wheel of Merit behind his head. The Qingping Sword fell into the hands of the saint.

Obviously, these two treasures can be accurately distinguished as to who is their real owner and their destination. At the same time, they can also be used and refined by Master Tongtian or Xu Ji Wuyi.

In a sense, Lord Tongtian can be regarded as the external incarnation of Xu Ji, and Xu Ji can also be regarded as the external incarnation of Lord Tongtian. However, they are in two different independent worlds.

"Mercy! Mercy!" Leader Tongtian bowed his head again: "Perhaps, one day, Xu Ji can also become a poor Taoist fellow!" That world called Blue Star is extremely vast and endless.

Although there is no way of heaven, no cause and effect, and the spiritual energy is thin, it already has its value in the eyes of saints.

As long as Xu Ji is in that world, he can become a golden immortal.

Then, Xu Ji's way can also become an important reference and object of observation for saints. This is a Taoist friend.

The Qingping sword was in the palm of the saint's hand, shaking slightly.

In the past few months, Xu Ji's various insights and experiences in the human world were presented by Qingping Sword. As the leader of Tongtian Cult realized these, his thoughts drifted to all directions.

Western Pure Land, Yuxu Palace, Bajing Palace, Wa Palace...

He knew that China would soon face scrutiny from all sides.

If the saints themselves do not die, they will send their disciples to the country of China. By then, the various aspects of the Taoism of the country of China will be known to everyone.

Thinking of this, the leader of Tongtian Cult activated his decree, and a formation diagram flew out from the golden wheel of merit behind his head. It was the Immortal-Zhucking Formation Diagram!

The array diagram rotates leisurely, and four causal lines extend from the array diagram.

In the past, the Four Zhuxian Swords that were taken away from the Zhuxian Sword Formation were constantly calling for the formation diagram. The Master of Tongtian looked at the Zhuxian Formation Diagram in his hand and said: "Good! Good!"

"The matter of cause and effect, one drink and one peck!"

"Baby, let's go!"

As he said that, he tossed the array diagram gently.

If the baby is psychic, he will naturally understand what the saint means.

As a result, the array was submerged into the walls of the Crystal Palace, and then along the water veins of the Shashui River, it was built into the earth veins of China. Then, it followed the earth veins, went deep into the buried ancient city, and found a comfortable place.

The position will naturally fall.

In this buried ancient city, although it has been buried for countless years, the houses and city walls have not changed their shape.

Layers of cyan moral glimmer linger inside and outside the city.

Faintly, there are ancient patterns on the city streets. These extremely ancient patterns can be traced back to at least the Five Emperors period.

In the center surrounded by these ancient patterns, there is the remains of a towering tree that has long since collapsed and turned into ashes. The aura of kings still surrounds the remains.

...Fire Cloud Cave. In Emperor Shun's dojo.

The Holy Emperor, who was preaching to his former ministers, suddenly stopped preaching.

The Holy Emperor, who had been trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave for millions of years, pinched his fingers slightly and suddenly laughed. "Mercy! Mercy!" The Holy Emperor said with his palms, "It's my fellow Taoist!"

"Thanks to the great love of my Taoist friends, I am willing to have this karma with me. How can I be stingy?" After saying this, the Holy Emperor stretched out his hand to grab it.

A treasure of seals fell into the palm of the Holy Emperor.

This treasure is crystal clear, full of merit and virtue, and the aura of the king is coming to your nostrils. It is exactly the seal used to convey decrees when the Holy Emperor ruled the world in the past!

Now, the Holy Emperor has already ascended to the Fire Cloud Cave and will no longer rule the world. This treasure is naturally a pearl covered in dust.

Now, because a saint has left a treasure in the former capital of Emperor Shun, this treasure finally has a chance to be revealed!

"Go! Go!" The Holy Emperor gently threw the seal into the frenzy of cause and effect, into the yin and yang and the five elements. Cause and effect will guide it back to the imperial capital of the past.

The yin and yang and the five elements will push it and appear quietly. Until the person with destiny appears, until the person who inherits the destiny appears.

After the Holy Emperor finished doing this, he looked at the ministers in front of him and passed down the decree: "What happened today must not be leaked to anyone!"

"It is not my subject to vent!"

If you are not my subject, you will no longer be able to live in Huoyun Cave, which means the end of all ties and righteousness. "I obey your order!" All the ministers immediately paid their respects.

At this time, Emperor Shun stood up and walked to the edge of the dojo.

In the light curtain at the edge, Emperor Shun saw Emperor Yu dressed as a fisherman. The two holy emperors looked at each other, saying nothing.

The calamity of our origin is: struggle!

What we are fighting for is not only orthodoxy, but also civilization, and even order! It is not just the saints who are fighting.

All living beings in heaven and earth will fall into this calamity. Since there is a struggle, there should be winners and losers.

According to general experience, at this time, all the saints in the Fire Cloud Cave should place their bets separately. Each of the five Holy Emperors should choose one of them to ensure the transcendent status of the Fire Cloud Cave.

When the outcome was about to be decided, the three Saint Emperors took advantage of the situation and placed their bets. In this way, the Saints of Huoyundong could maintain the situation.

But now, there are two Holy Emperors who have chosen to bet on the same Taoism. Fire Cloud Cave, the dojo of the Human Race Holy Emperor and Holy Emperor.

It is known as the closest place to humanity.

Living here, the Holy Emperors and Holy Emperors can clearly perceive the rise and fall of human civilization, and can also see the ups and downs of human luck. Obviously, the saints of Huoyundong have seen some obvious signs.

They all also sensed some incredible possibilities.

Therefore, there are two Holy Emperors. The stakes are huge!

But once the bet is won, the harvest is equally huge!...

Zheng Guo, Xinzheng, in the royal palace.

Young Master Qiao was meditating, and the countless Ganoderma lucidum around him gradually grew as he breathed in and out. Soon it filled the palace and even grew outside the palace walls.

But he's used to it.

I have been used to it since I was sensible.

As he breathed in and out, Young Master Qiao's mind gradually began to sway. Unknowingly, he heard someone calling him.

"Junior brother...Junior brother..."

He turned around subconsciously and saw a Taoist sitting on a red lotus, quickly approaching him from the boundless void.

Almost in an instant, this man was behind him.

The red lotus leaves shook one by one. Ancient hymns came from the lotus leaves.

"Once the true energy is over, I will rest, and I will have no worries if I do nothing. It is difficult for people with white walls in my heart to understand. I don't ask for gold in the world. Sanskrit is spoken by the sound of the stream on the stone bank, and the mountains beside the stream swallow the cold current. Sometimes I sit on the beach seven miles away, and the new moon hangs over the river.

Hook!"

Young Master Qiao subconsciously saluted.

But this Taoist stood on the red lotus, bowed his head, and said to him: "Junior brother! Junior brother! In accordance with the teacher's decree, I specially send the book of etiquette and law, the Sutra of Gangchang, to my junior brother!"

As he said this, two golden volumes fell in front of Young Master Qiao.

When Young Master Qiao saw the book, he felt happy immediately. He opened the book without any time to think about it.

But when he saw the words on the book, they were as big as a compass, and the golden light was so bright that he couldn't even open his eyes, let alone see clearly. Unexpectedly, he was overjoyed, and he felt that these words were really the most beautiful words in the world.

Principle is actually the magic method of truth that will never change.

If you understand it thoroughly, you will be able to save the world and bring peace to the people!

Young Master Qiao's mind was immediately completely immersed in it, and he was helpless.

The law extricates itself.

So much so that he forgot that there was a Taoist calling him "Junior Brother" in front of him, and he even forgot the time.

The Taoist sitting on the red lotus sighed when he saw his former junior brother and said: "Junior brother, junior brother, I thought that you and I would not see each other for ten thousand years, but unexpectedly, you have never fallen into ruin in this life, so you are going to

When you are awakened, you have to be entrusted with such an important task!"

He couldn't help but lower his head and looked at the swaying star under the red lotus. It was the Arctic crape myrtle.

It is also the natal star of Boyikao.

He could clearly see that countless causes and effects were densely intertwined. However, these could all have been avoided.

Boyikao only needs to be reincarnated ten times, accumulating ten lives of merits and ten lives of luck. Under the shelter and isolation of these ten lives of merits and ten lives of luck.

Another saint takes action, and the treasure becomes blurry.

Ten percent cause and effect, ten percent evil obstacles, at most only half percent can find the Ziwei Star.

Now, Boyikao, who has only been reincarnated once and has not accumulated any merit or luck, can only rely on his past accumulation to resist the erosion of cause and effect and the entanglement of evil obstacles.

Even if the saint used all his strength to suppress and peel off the Pangu flag, Boyikao would not be able to avoid being entangled in cause and effect!

If he does well, that's it.

If there is a slight mistake, Boyikao may be doomed! Thinking of this, the Taoist also sighed quietly.

Thousands of years ago, the mine field collapsed and cause and effect came back. Zong Zhou ascended to the immortal gods, but all of them were caused by the backlash of cause and effect. After the five declines of heaven and earth, they turned into ashes.

Even Zhou Gong and Zhao Gong were reluctant, and they managed to survive for an extra hundred years, and continued the fate of Zong Zhou for hundreds of years, but eventually they were wiped out in the five declines of heaven and man. When Zhou Gong, Zhao Gong, and heaven and man declined.

Haojing also collapsed under the attack of the two Lich clans! "Bo Yi Kao, Boyi Kao!"

"May you cherish it!"

"Don't let yourself become ashes!" The Taoist sighed in his heart and quietly walked away. Just like this, Young Master Qiao was intoxicated in his fantasy and couldn't extricate himself.

As time goes by, more and more auspicious things appear in Gongzi Qiao's retreat place. Flocks of red geese hover in the sky day and night.

Countless auspicious birds flew into the palace walls. There were even white deer stepping on the walls.

A month later, someone discovered that in the Xinzheng Palace City, the king's humble words and righteousness were spread. The splendid momentum was unstoppable and could not be faked.

Immediately, all the knowledgeable people in Zheng State knew that Zheng State would have the seed of a holy king!

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