This time I climbed to the top of Buzhou Mountain, headed by Sanqing, but the focus was on Fuxi. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fu Xi takes Hetu Luoshu as the core, and even the chaotic airflow can be calculated, every time it is to avoid the strong and welcome the weak, avoid the chaotic airflow in a large area, and move forward when it encounters a weak chaotic airflow, which is the foundation for the five people to reach the top.

But Fuxi's current situation obviously has a sense of weakness in the follow-up.

The time for deduction is getting longer and longer, and it is easy to make a decision, which also means that those who are in the way must fight for enough time under the washing of the chaotic air current.

Halfway up the mountain, close to the peak, Fu Xi held the Hetuluo book, constantly calculating the bad luck of the road ahead.

Seven and forty-nine days later, the five of them walked up for another while, and then the calculation was repeated over and over again, and each step was very deliberate.

... A year later...

"The sea and the sky are falling, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, this hexagram..."Looking at the peak that was close at hand, Fu Xi looked at the results of his deduction again, and his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

From the beginning of mountaineering to the present, there have always been good fortune and bad luck in the hexagrams of Fuxi's calculus.

Avoid the fierce and only go lucky, even if it is just a small auspicious, it can also ensure that everyone is worry-free.

But such vague and unpredictable hexagrams can't determine the bad luck at all, and it also makes him hesitate and make up his mind.

"Brother, have you done it?" The scales on Nuwa's blue snake body were already dull, and her face was mixed with exhaustion.

Seeing his sister's appearance, Fu Xi was very distressed, but he still shook his head slightly and said: "This time the hexagram is unpredictable, and I am not sure, it is better to overturn the hexagram and calculate it again." ”

"Okay?"

The black-clothed Tongtian Sect Master, his cold face was also full of wind and frost, and he snorted coldly: "This time, you have been counting for eight months, are we still waiting for you for eight months?" Don't forget it, it's better for everyone to fight once, the top of the mountain is already close at hand, whether it is evil or auspicious, or use strength to speak. ”

Fu Xi opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

There is good luck in the evil, which represents the hexagram this time, and it is not an unsolvable hexagram.

Now that the peak is close at hand, in terms of everyone's strength, you may be able to turn evil into good fortune and find that glimmer of life.

"Fight once?" Fu Xi put away the Hetuluo book and looked up at Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Yuan Shi Tianzun was still cold, his left hand was behind him, and his right hand was holding the Pangu flag, and he said indifferently: "The destiny of heaven is mine, so what's the harm in fighting once." If the destiny is abandoned, how can there be a way to live if you don't fight? ”

Lao Tzu was dressed in purple and smiled, his eyes looked at the top of the mountain shrouded in white mist, and he also smiled: "I do nothing, but I don't do nothing, and today I am destined to fight for nothing." ”

After saying this, Sanqing formed a zigzag, and the magic weapon burst out at the same time.

Fu Xi and Nuwa followed, and Qiankun Ding and Hetu Luoshu complemented each other, bursting out with thousands of zhang of brilliance, and even the chaotic air flow was stunned.

At the foot of the mountain, Wu Ming and others, who were watching, were waiting for the answer to appear.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters of Sanqing and Fuxi were going farther and farther against the chaotic air current, and were about to climb to the top, someone finally couldn't sit still.

"Working hard to press the gold thread year after year, is it impossible to make wedding dresses for others?"

Donghuang Taiyi shouted violently, and Donghuang Zhong was suspended above his head, and said angrily: "Big brother, you and my brother joined forces, and we also broke to the point of being on the verge of peak last time. Why don't we break in again, why can't we let five people take all the benefits! ”

"What the virtuous brother said is reasonable, let's go." Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi turned into golden light and burst out, and they didn't want to watch it anymore.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and the two saints of the West looked sad, and the Buddha light on their heads gave birth to lotus step by step, and they also gave up sitting and waiting to die.

Styx and Kunpeng, Black and White Kirin Twins, Wu Ming and Zhenyuan Daxian...

In a short period of time, stimulated by the imminent ascent of Sanqing and others, many great supernatural powers couldn't sit still.

In this feast of Buzhou Mountain, everyone wanted a piece of the pie, only to see dozens of golden lights flashing in the air, and all the people with extremely strong self-conceit were not far behind.

At the bottom of the mountain, on the mountainside, at the top of the mountain...

Waves of people rushed up, like waves lapping on scorched rock, and everyone followed one after the other.

Those who didn't have enough strength and couldn't suppress their greed died directly at the foot of the mountain, and there were very few people who could walk halfway up the mountain.

Four years later, Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi finally came to the position of halfway up the mountain, close to the peak.

Looking up at this time, I couldn't see the figures of the brothers and sisters Sanqing and Fuxi, and I didn't know if they succeeded.

"The sea of blood is monstrous, Ah Nose, Yuan Tu..."

As soon as I stopped to catch my breath, the sound of waves came from behind me.

Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi raised their eyes and saw a middle-aged man in blood clothes holding two swords on the boundless blood waves, as well as a Kunpeng Daoist with a gloomy vulture face.

"These two guys, rushing really fast!"

The three of Sanqing worked together, and it took three years to get to this position, and Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi were able to come here in four years, and the bigger factor was luck.

At this time, seeing that the Styx Ancestor and the Kunpeng Dao people relied on their strong strength to come from behind, Wu Ming subconsciously glanced at the two Donghuang who were meditating on their knees not far away.

"Huh!" Donghuang opened his eyes suddenly, and two more golden lights flashed in his eyes.

After glancing at Wu Ming, who was looking up, the Eastern Emperor closed his eyes again and sat side by side with Di Jun to recover his mana.

"It's such a strong Chaos Storm, don't leave your hands behind Kunpeng Daoyou, let's rush forward together!"

The more they went up, the stronger the Chaos Storm became, and while Wu Ming and the others were recovering their mana, they were also adapting to this change.

But as latecomers, Styx and Kunpeng are even crazier, and they know that one step ahead is the truth of being one step ahead.

In order to reach the top for the second time and get the creation earlier than the others, the two didn't stop much at all.

The boundless sea of blood swept out, and the Kunpeng Dao people in the waves had already revealed their own essence.

There is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is.

Turned into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng's back, I don't know its thousands of miles, angry and flying, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

The above passage comes from Zhuangzi's leisurely journey, but the Kunpeng that Zhuangzi saw can only be regarded as the younger generation of Kunpeng Dao people, and the real Kunpeng Dao body size is even larger.

The Kunpeng Dao people, who had revealed their true body with their wings attached, had already turned into hundreds of thousands of miles of behemoths, flapping their wings and flying high under the blessing of the sea of blood.

Wu Ming watched it with relish at first, but when the two encountered a large-scale chaotic air current, he was not interested in watching it, and decided that Styx and Kunpeng would not reach the top.

Why do you have this understanding, because when the Chaos Storm hit, Styx and Kunpeng were both unable to work and wanted to make each other resist.

From here, it is not difficult to see that between Styx and Kunpeng, even the most basic trust cannot be achieved, and the alliance is also forced by the situation.

Sure enough, just as Wu Ming thought, after several large-scale chaos storms, the two people who were supposed to resist were actually disgraced. The strength of the two sides united, not to mention that one plus one is greater than two, and it is fortunate that there is no less than one.

"You filth born in the sea of blood, you are really cunning, if you continue like this, I won't play with you, Ancestor!"

"Oops, it's really annoying to me! You long-haired bird can't do any work, and you dare to hit a rake, obviously you are pulling back your hind legs! ”

Before they could reach the top of the mountain, Styx and Kunpeng froze, and they didn't like each other.

This is also an inevitable thing, when the mountain is down and halfway up the mountain, the two of them are a little cautious, after all, the chaos storm at that time is not as strong as it is now. But at this time, they still play a half-hearted trick, that is, digging their own graves, which is also the reason why Wu Ming decided that they couldn't do it.

"Ancestor, I have lived for countless years, and I have never seen you like this, such a brazen person!" Kunpeng's chest was stuffy, and he turned around and flew towards the bottom of the mountain, bursting out: "Go by yourself, Ancestor, I won't play with you!" ”

As soon as Kunpeng left, the remaining Styx Ancestors also held on for a few more days and went down the mountain in a gray manner.

At this point, the only people who are still on the verge of the peak and have the ability to impact the top of the mountain are Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi, the Eastern Emperor brothers, the two Western Sages, and the pair of black and white unicorn twins.

"With our strength, it is already the limit to get here, and the road below is not easy to walk." On Zhen Yuanzi's shoulder, there was a shrunken ginseng fruit tree, and he said worriedly.

Wu Ming nodded silently, sitting in the four combinations here, except for the Eastern Emperor and Emperor Jun, who still had the strength to fight for the top of the mountain, even the two Western Saints were out of breath.

This is not that the two saints of the West are not strong, but the innate magic weapon of the two saints of the West, which is still weaker than the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The twelve-grade golden lotus and the ancient Bodhi tree of Zhun Ti are all among the top innate spiritual treasures.

And the Donghuang Bell of Donghuang Taiyi can be called an innate treasure, in terms of power alone, even Lao Tzu's Taiji diagram is three points weaker.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the two of us have reached our limit here, and we think we are all about the same. Now that the top of the mountain is close at hand, no one wants to give up, so why can't we join forces? As soon as Wu Ming said this, except for the Eastern Emperor and Emperor Jun, everyone else was a little moved.

After a long time, his face was like gold paper, and he received the Taoist with a sad face, and his lips moved slightly: "Good..."

With the answer of the Daoist, the Quasi-Daoist also nodded slightly.

To Wu Ming's surprise, after hearing the plan to unite, the black and white unicorn twins did not agree, but shook their heads at the same time and said: "There is no need for the union, since we don't have the strength to ascend, it means that there is no chance for us here, and we will not force it." ”

After saying this, the black and white unicorn twins walked towards the bottom of the mountain instead of advancing.

Seeing that there is one less competitor, Wu Ming and the two sages of the West have joys and sorrows.

The good thing is that the fewer competitors, the greater the harvest may be, which is an eternal truth.

The worry is that six people have become four, and there is less certainty of climbing to the top of the mountain, not to mention that it is unknown whether there is danger on the top of the mountain, and the more people have more confidence.