Zongmen

All of them were more than three hundred years old, and the old monsters with wrinkled faces stood on the top of the mountain, facing the wind, looking at the sky of the earth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is a look in some cloudy eyes that does not match his age:

"The reincarnation of the demon star, the world of great controversy is about to begin!"

"The chaotic times of the imperial court, the prosperous times of the sect!"

"Of course, the war will displace the people, but the people's minds will change, as long as they are guided a little. can burst out with unimaginable power. Not to mention a mere Qiandi plate, even this country has to change color. ”

Thinking of the excitement, the old man's mouth opened wide, revealing his missing teeth, like a hole in a black hole. There was an indescribable pride in his eyes.

The center of the gods

The purple dragon aura was as thick as a cloud.

Emperor Qianpan was majestic, standing there like a god, his eyes were looking straight at the desktop, and the red pen in his hand was on the white paper, and the lines were either rigid or tortuous.

The color of wind, rain and thunder can be faintly seen. There is an indescribable repression, and under the influence of the paintings, there is also an indescribable repression in the whole palace.

It's like the eve of a storm.

The eunuch who served with him lowered his eyes and lowered his curtains, his whole body tensed, as if he was afraid of angering the emperor, he stood there cautiously, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Emperor Qianpan didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the eunuch and the palace maid, and all his spirit was attracted by the painting in front of him.

It was a red dragon.

Red scales covered his sturdy body, and sharp claws pierced the sky like daggers. The painting is surprisingly detailed, even the long whiskers on the dragon's beak and the hair on the head and neck are slender and visible.

But the most striking thing is the eyes of the long dragon.

Unlike the usual black or gold colors, the dragon's eyes were red, like flames, and as if they were stained red with human blood. There was an infinite flame behind him, as if he had become angry.

Emperor Qianpan stood in front of the bookcase and watched it for a long time, and then he lifted the pen and wrote in the blank space of the dragon:

Gale Song

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying.

Weijia Hai returned to his hometown.

Ande warriors are guarding the Quartet!

The "Song of the Great Wind" by Taizu, the founder of the Great Qian, shows Taizu's eloquence and strategy, swallowing mountains and rivers, and also showing a kind of uneasy worry about the territory.

The words of the Qiandi Pan are very elegant, and there is an indescribable domineering contained in it.

The star officer fell to his knees, his head bowed, and his eyes stared straight at the gold brick floor, as if there was some infinite secret inside.

This gold brick does have a secret, the gold brick is not a brick made of gold, but a special process of firing masonry, the process is extremely complex, only one kiln a year is fired. The percussion is like a gold stone, and because it is extremely valuable, it is named gold brick.

The gold bricks not only have the blessing of Taoism, but also hunt and kill tigers on the day of leaving the kiln, and drench them with blood. It contains the spirit of impotence, so it is the most evil spirit.

But this secret is obviously not the star officer's concern.

"Raise your head!"

The voice of the Qiandi Pan was not old at all, but it was like a god above the nine heavens, with an indescribable majesty.

"No!"

The star official raised his head, only to see that Emperor Qianpan was already sitting on the dragon chair. The whole person has an indescribable momentum. It was as if here he was the master of all things.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are in the palm of his hand.

Even if the gods are here, they have to bow to him.

"Demon star reincarnation, how many demon stars have escaped this time?"

Emperor Qianpan didn't see joy or anger on his face, as if he asked casually.

"Your Majesty, according to the minister's observations, a total of one hundred and eight demon stars have been successfully reincarnated!"

The star official hurriedly lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice.

"One hundred and eight!"

Emperor Qianpan's eyes couldn't help but froze, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were even more violent. But he didn't show it, just said lightly, as if casually.

"My great cadres are prosperous and prosperous, and the people live in peace. These demon stars are nothing more than scabies, so there is nothing to worry about. ”

"No!"

Xingguan only felt that the pressure on his body was suddenly lighter, and the pressure in his heart was also reduced a lot, just as Emperor Qianpan said, Daqian is now at the peak of national strength, and he is serving all over the world, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Even if the demon star can affect it, it is only a problem of scabies.

After getting the permission of Emperor Qianpan, he got up and bowed his head and stepped out.

But he didn't know that after he got up and retired, Emperor Qianpan sat there alone in a daze, majestic and domineering, as if a trace of exhaustion flashed in the eyes of the sun and the moon.

At this moment, he was no longer the monarch sitting high on the altar, but just an old man who was tired and worried about the future of the court.

"What an eventful time!"

Da Qian's dragon qi suddenly became irritable, and the demon star's luck suddenly became flickering, as if in the wind, it was a candle flame that could be extinguished at any time.

"Demon Star Danger!"

"The Great Qianguo is about to be exhausted, and he wants to fight back regardless of the number of days, how can he let him get his wish. ”

"All the disciples in the gate went down the mountain and carried the people who responded to the stars back to the mountain gate. ”

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

One by one, the disciples in green clothes bowed their heads and retreated.

The closed mountain gate of the sect also opened suddenly, and one by one the Taoist priests with a mission went down the mountain.

They had to find the reincarnation of the demon star before the court and bring them back to the mountain gate.

It is foreseeable that the demon star will be taught and cultivated by the sect, and his strength will definitely be surprisingly strong. When the Great Qianlong Qi declines, these demon stars will definitely be able to destroy the Great Qian's three-hundred-year-old national ancestry.

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Situ Xing stood there with a faint look in his eyes. Quietly realized, in the depths of his mind, a red thought as clear as a ruby was embedded in the top and emitted a red light.

Situ Xing looked a little cloudy, as if the fragile thoughts of glass surrounded this thought. In the red light, there was a faint bit of stability.

The thoughts were most cloudy at first.

This is also the reason why people's hearts are full of distractions and desires.

With the cultivation of the sect or after reading books to open wisdom, after surviving the thunder tribulation, the distracting thoughts in the heart will be cleared, revealing the essence of clarity.

The yin energy in the mind will become less and less, and the yang will become more and more pure.

In the end, he survived nine thunder tribulations, and he was the yang god. The existence of transcending this heaven and earth, and the existence of the martial arts "stepping through the void" are at the same level, and they are both eternal masters.

The thought that appeared in the depths of Situ Xing's mind, as crystal as agate, a trace of reading came from the thought, and Situ Xing's baptism became more pure and crystalline.

This is the idea of a Confucian semi-saint.

Although it can't reach pure yang. But it's definitely more than six lightning tribulations. Most of the yin qi has been dissipated, so it looks like a red agate, and it can emit a faint red light.

With this thought, Situ Xing felt as if a super powerful chip had been installed in his thinking, and he had made a qualitative leap in both his brain power and analytical ability.

Even those chaotic thoughts have become active because of the leader who has the thoughts of the six thunder tribulations.

And with this thought, although Situ Xing is a Legalist and does not cultivate Taoism, even if he is killed, he can still be dissolved. Survive the mystery of the womb and you will be reborn.

Because the master of the six thunder tribulations can open up the existence of the cave sky.

The Heavenly Immortal Realm is powerful, and it is natural to be able to reincarnate.

In this world, Confucianism can also be reincarnated. Their reincarnation is mostly called the "reincarnation of the sages".

King Chengjun has been intelligent since he was a child, and he has many visions, and he is unanimously considered by the ministers of the court and China to be the reincarnation of the "ancient sage".

With this idea, Situ Xing is equivalent to gaining a glimmer of life, and there is also an additional possibility of starting over.

But these are not his biggest gains.

Because this thought, like a hard disk in later generations, carries part of the experience of surviving the six thunder tribulations of Confucianism and semi-saints and his understanding of the classics.

In a trance, he was admitted to the Jinshi at the age of 20 and answered the correct advice in the Jiying Palace. The article has more than 10,000 words, and he has not written a draft, and he has written it in one go.

The emperor personally selected him for first place.

Examiner Wang Yinglin said: "This test paper is based on ancient things, and loyalty is like iron and stone, I think it is gratifying to get such a talent." ”

After Baoyou won the championship in four years, he changed the word Song Rui. Soon after, his father died and he returned home to mourn.

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Situ Xing's mood and accumulation of knowledge have been greatly improved, and even his eyes have become more profound, which seems to contain infinite wisdom and life experience.

But the biggest change is his temperament, if the previous Situ sentence gives people the feeling of being sharp.

So now it gives people a kind of grace and roundness, and there is an indescribable fierceness.

Ministers of Integrity!

Chen Jiuzhang looked at Situ Xing with a jealous expression, if he had such an opportunity, he would definitely be able to break through the realm of Hongru, but he didn't dare to show it, let alone plunder.

Without him, the status is also.

Situ Xing wrote the holy text "Song of Righteousness", the hundred saints were shaken, and the sub-saints were revealed, and he was also called the "little saint". The status of Confucianism is even higher than that of Chen Jiuzhang.

If he dared to calculate the opportunity to snatch Situ's execution, I am afraid that the demi-saints on the holy mountain would personally take action.

So, it's not that he doesn't want to, but he really doesn't dare.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Just when everyone was envious, a sound like broken porcelain suddenly came out of Situ Xing's body.

A trace of literary qi actually broke through the acupuncture points on Situ Xing's body, and turned into an inch-long heroic light that shot out.

In these glorious lights, there are faint volumes of moral articles, and there are even more scriptures.

A hole!

Two holes!

Three holes!

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Thirteen holes!

Twenty holes!

Thirty holes!

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A full thirty-six acupuncture points were opened, as if the aura of Haoguang shot out, condensing into the word Haoran in the air. A trumpet-like sound came from the sky, as if heaven and earth were celebrating his advancement.

Stimulated by the literary atmosphere, the momentum of Situ Xing's whole body kept rising, and there was a gap of several times compared with just now.

"Rank of Advancement!"

"I didn't pass the imperial examination, and I broke through the rank of lifting people without obtaining the dragon qi edict. ”

"How is this possible?"

Chen Jiuzhang watched the thirty-six acupuncture points around Situ Xing's body open, and his aura condensed into Haoran. His eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he asked in disbelief.