The blood and qi are like rivers, and they are like a tsunami sweeping the world, as long as they are involved, whether it is the thoughts of the ancestral spirit yin god or the strong man of the sect, they are all swallowed up in an instant, and even the blessed land is pierced through the clear stream, leaving only a piece of scorched earth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's over!"

Looking at the qi and blood that was getting closer and closer, Situ Ming and the old master closed their eyes in despair. In the face of this mighty force, they have no way to fight it.

Just when the qi and blood were about to rush into the Yin Land, the plaque hanging above the Yin Earth Gate suddenly shot out a ray of light.

That was the amount given by the imperial court when Situ was certified as a martial artist!

The speed of qi and blood advancing couldn't help stagnating, and then strangely bypassed the yin and swept to both sides.

The yin lands on both sides are not so lucky.

Because there was no protection from the dragon qi of the imperial court, the blessed land was instantly scorched by the blazing qi and blood, and even the buildings inside were swallowed up in an instant.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

The spirits inside howled in fear and pain. It was instantly burned into charcoal by the blazing qi and blood, and turned into a little bit of fly ash in the breeze.

King Chengjun's body trembled and fell to his knees. A cloud of light rose from his body that was somewhat similar, but compared to the grandeur of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in the air, it was like a firefly and a bright moon.

His boxing technique is inherited from ancient times, and the power of the five holy monarchs of the ancient Shennong, Fuxi, Shaohao, Zhuan, and Yellow Emperor is integrated into one punch.

Therefore, his understanding of the Ancient Sage Monarch is still above that of Situ Xing and others.

Although the Yellow Emperor did not appear as early as Shennong, Fuxi and others, his strength was the most powerful.

Especially the Holy Dao Sword in his hand is a humane treasure, which can easily cut through mountains and rivers and tear up space. Even the Heavenly Immortal Powerful Cave Heaven could not withstand the cutting down of the Holy Dao Sword.

The ancient barbarian ancestor demon god Chiyou, his body is as hard as copper and iron, neither the divine weapons nor the gods in the heavens can hurt him.

And Chi You is not only physically strong, but his strength is above the master of breaking the void. The axe in his hand could easily cut through the mountains and pierce the heavens.

His strength is no longer below the ancient gods, because he is the king of the barbarians, and he has a luck bonus, even the ancient gods are probably not his opponents.

Because of his strength, many people call Chi especially the king of the barbarians, or the king of demons, and even the great heavenly demons that existed forever did not dare to compete with him.

Later, there was a conflict of interests, and the two most powerful tribes in antiquity had a big war, because of the strength of Chiyou and the ability of the barbarians to fight well, the tribes led by the Yellow Emperor were defeated and retreated.

The whole world is shrouded in the magic power of Chiyou.

Just when the Yellow Emperor was about to be defeated, the gods cast a divine sword for the Yellow Emperor with the bronze of the first mountain, and the sword body was engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants on the other. On the hilt of the sword, the art of farming and animal husbandry is written, and the policy of unification of the four seas is written on the other. It contains infinite power, and it is a divine sword for slaying demons and eliminating demons.

It was also with this divine sword that the Yellow Emperor was able to kill Chi You unexpectedly. The first great unification in human history was completed.

In front of this Holy Emperor, even the Emperor Qianpan had to bow down.

Not to mention him, the king of the county.

Situ Xing and the Confucian scholars had already knelt on the ground.

Confucianism values the past over the present, and has a pathological worship of ancient sages. Seeing the Yellow Emperor, the head of the Five Emperors, whether it was the great Confucian Chen Jiuzhang or the Tong Sheng who had just achieved fame, they all fell to their knees and touched the ground. A face of piety and madness.

Situ Xing also knelt on the ground, but his mentality was still different from everyone else, he knelt down not because the Yellow Emperor was an ancient saint, nor because Confucianism said "the world is the same, Xuanyuan Shengjun", but because Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor is the ancestor of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

It's because they have the same blood flowing through their bodies.

"The descendants of the future generations will bow to the ancestors!"

Situ Xing's face was pious, and his head slammed heavily on the ground.

The Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in the air seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes drooped slightly.

。。。

Huo Feiran, the governor of Beijun, looked at the air with a shocked expression, his qi and blood condensed like a burning cloud, and there was an indescribable heat, and there was a majestic momentum.

It is like the sun in the sky, shining on the earth, in the face of this majestic momentum, all the ghosts and spirits are like snow under the blazing sun, and they will be turned into nothing in an instant.

"What a powerful qi and blood!"

"What a grandiose momentum!"

Soon, though, his eyes began to shrink, and eventually they became a straight line. Because in his qi and blood, he actually saw Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of humanity, wearing a yellow dragon robe, wearing a crown on his head, and holding a holy sword in his hand.

"Xuanyuan Holy Monarch!"

"The world is the same!"

Looking at the Humane Ancestor Saint Monarch Xuanyuan, who was holding the Humane Holy Sword, the Governor of the Northern County only felt a sudden explosion in his head.

Ancient saints, the world is the same!

These eight characters are the belief of Confucianism, they believe that when the ancient sages were alive, the world was a world of great harmony, the road was not left behind, the night was not closed, there were no robbers and robbers, and there were no wars and diseases.

Each of them lived 800 years and was in good health.

Because everyone is morally high, no one makes mistakes, and therefore there is no law.

Xuanyuan Shengjun was even more successful because of his merits, and ascended to heaven by dragon, became the emperor of heaven, and ruled the Three Realms.

It can be said that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor is a totem in the hearts of Confucianism. It is the god in their hearts.

The figure of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor appeared in the center of the blood qi, and the impact in the heart of Huo Feiran, the governor of Beijun, can be imagined.

"Holy Monarch Xuanyuan!"

"Holy Monarch Xuanyuan!"

"Holy Monarch Xuanyuan!"

"Humane Holy Sword!"

"Holy Dao Sword!"

"Humanity Supreme Treasure Saint Dao Sword!"

More and more Confucian scholars discovered the vision in the air, and more and more Confucian students fell to the ground on their knees, looked at the air reverently, and kept worshipping.

Even Huo Feiran, the governor of North County, was on his knees, and the governor had already fallen to his knees, how could they dare to stand?

What's going on?

How can there be a long river of blood and qi in the air, and there will be an ancient saint Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?

After the shock, a hint of suspicion flashed in the eyes of the Governor of North County. Although this is a rare auspicious omen, if it is reported to the imperial court, he will definitely be rewarded.

There must be Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and the Holy Dao Sword born, although it is only a projection. But it also means that humanity is prosperous today.

It is also a recognition of the Qiandi plate.

He could imagine that if Emperor Qianpan knew about this, he would definitely be happy. It can range from verbal encouragement to promotion.

But he still had doubts in his heart, what was the reason?

"King Chengjun's personal guard drew his sword. Situ Zhenguo was seriously injured in order to save Confucianism. ”

At this moment, a Confucian scholar came running from afar, shouting loudly as he ran.

"Situ is seriously injured!"

"King Chengjun's personal guard draws his sword!"

Huo Feiran, the governor of North County, couldn't help but change his complexion, and his eyes showed an even more annoyed look.

"King Chengjun, you are looking for death!"

"The situation that has just calmed down is bound to fluctuate because of this. ”

As he expected, when the crowd heard that Situ Xing had sacrificed his life to save Confucianism, their eyes were filled with admiration and emotion.

"Mr. Situ is loyal and courageous, and he is more able to do it when it is critical

"Sacrifice yourself to save others!"

"What a role model for me!"

"We must ask Mr. Situ for an explanation!"

"We're not here anymore, let's go to Situ Mansion together!"

"We want to let King Chengjun see that although we Confucian scholars have not been on the battlefield or killed foreign clans, we are not soft eggs. ”

"Our blood is not cold!"

"If there is to be sacrifice, if there is to be bloodshed, it starts with me. ”

。。。。。。

"Lingtai has no plan to escape from the gods, and the wind and rain are like a dark homeland.

Sending cold stars to Quan without noticing, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. ”

Huo Feiran, the governor of North County, stood there in a daze, chewing on the blood-stained work of Si Tu's execution.

Especially the last sentence, as if there is a special magic, his eyes can't help but become gloomy.

is a good "I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood", and a good upright sentence.

It is a blessing for me to be a Confucian.

Even if he risked being punished by the king, the old man would definitely protect such a genius.

His eyes were gloomy, as if he had gone back to forty years ago, when he was just an ignorant teenager. Because of his outstanding qualifications, he was accepted into the door by the Confucian Hongru Chen Sizhang, and he was fortunate to enter the holy mountain to study.

Seven years later, his articles and poems were already excellent, and because he was greedy for the wealth under the mountain, he secretly participated in the imperial examination. and became famous in one fell swoop, and was handpicked as the champion by the people at the time.

He clearly remembered that when his mentor Chen Sizhang looked at him in a champion suit, there were joys and losses, as well as a trace of pity. In short, indescribably complicated.

But until now, he still remembers what his teacher told him before leaving.

You are first the Confucian Huo Feiran, and then the champion of the imperial court.

Young him, a little ignorant. I don't know what my teacher's words mean, but as he gets older and has more experience, he really understands the meaning of this sentence.

I also really understand why the teacher's eyes are so complicated.

The strength of the sect was beyond his imagination, and it could affect every corner of the Daqian Dynasty, even if it was a human king, when issuing a decree, he had to take into account the reaction of the sect.

If he hadn't gone down the mountain without permission back then, according to his teacher's plan, he would have broken through Hongru by now and inherited the mantle of the teacher.

However, if you miss it, you will miss it after all.

Because he coveted the glory of the red dust, he went down the mountain privately. There is one less Hongru in the sect, and there is one more governor in the imperial court.

But Huo Feiran did not dare to forget the teacher's teachings for a day.

That is, he was Huo Feiran of the sect first, and then the champion of the imperial court.

When there is a conflict between the two identities, he will not hesitate to hang the seal and leave.

Such things are not uncommon in Daqian. This is also the reason why Emperor Qianpan is so jealous of the sect.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

One by one, Confucian students, inspired by Situ Xing's poems, ran and shouted, and more and more Confucian students gathered over, they were like rivers, carrying supreme power. Rushing towards Situfu.

"Your Excellency!"

"Are we holding back ... ”

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the commander of the guards whispered.

"Block?

Huo Feiran seemed to have something in common, and his thoughts instantly became clear, and even the twilight on his body was reduced a lot. He straightened his back, looked at the Confucian who was angry and chanted loudly, and asked with a strange face.

"What did they do wrong again?"

The face of the commander of the guards couldn't help but stiffen, his eyes kept shrinking, and he looked at Huo Feiran, the governor of the northern county, in disbelief.