Long China, the rise and fall of eternity. There are hundreds of schools, each with its own unique art.

Although Zi is silent and strange, he is just silent, not that he does not exist. Taoism's practice of qi guidance is one of the strange powers, but the people of the rivers and lakes have been dominating the world for a long time, and the real power is there, who can turn a blind eye and insist that there is no zài? In the same way, in addition to the Taoist practice of qi guidance, there are still other strange people and strange people. These people may not be in the mainstream, and the dragon will disappear as soon as it appears, but when these strange people are alive, they can do things that no one else can do.

In the sixteen states of Yanyun, the men of the Han family are forever in pain. In this place where the Han people once roamed, now the Han people have become the lowest pariahs and slaves.

Yanjing, the old capital of the Jin Dynasty, was building at this time. Countless remnants of the Jin Dynasty and Han Chinese were arrested and reprimanded by the Mongol officers to carry out a large-scale project with infinite cost. If it is not calm today, and even the Mongol Khanate has not yet been unified internally, it is really not suitable to carry out such a big move that costs people and money. But now, Mongolia has taken the resolute attitude of developing real estate rather than slowing down the military progress, and has transformed the entire Yanjing City by carrying it on its shoulders.

On the central axis of Yanjing, the highest peak, Jingshan.

On the top of the mountain, a man in his thirties stood with his hands in his hands. Although this person is young, he has a strong head and an outstanding bearing. Those slender eyes were half-squinted and half-opened, and there seemed to be an infinite heavenly machine avenue running and deducing in their eyes.

"Mr. Guo, the Great Khan has sent an envoy+ to inquire again. After a small servant made a report, I saw an official who didn't look like a low grade striding over. This official was dressed in a brocade robe, hugging back and forth, obviously a big man. But this Mongolian official was very respectful when facing this young man who didn't even wear an official uniform.

He didn't dare to be disrespectful. The man in front of him was young. It's still the age when the mouth is hairless and the work is not firm. But for the sake of his words. Kublai Khan was able to mobilize more than 100,000 laborers to dig mountains and lakes, dig rivers and build roads. The Dragon of Divine Grace is probably only comparable to the High Priest in the Immortal Heavenly God Sect. It is said that this person has unpredictable magical abilities, which is really not something that a small official can collide with.

So, he arched his hands and laughed like the Han people from afar, and said a pure Chinese: "Mr. Guo, I'm here to bother again! The Great Khan asked Mr. three times a day about the results of his deduction, and we are also anxious to wait for the courtiers, I wonder if Mr. Guo can come to a conclusion?"

The man at the top of the mountain seemed to be thinking about something just now. Hearing this, he came back to his senses slightly, and then he was not polite at all, and turned his back to the senior official without looking back, and said lightly: "Guo has already achieved results." ”

"Oh?!" all those who heard this, including the big official, were excited. The senior official stepped forward and said in surprise: "Sir has already achieved results? Okay, good, it is the blessing of my Mongolian Khanate! The great Han asked three times, and Sir can inform the lower officials of the results? Uh--the lower officials are abrupt, and it is said that the heavenly secret cannot be passed on to the outside world, and the lower officials really should not ask in vain. Please write it down, and the lower official will submit it to His Majesty!"

"Not necessarily. The young man looked up at the blue sky, and there was a hint of pride in his words: "The heavens have been decided." But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Good, good. The official rubbed his hands nervously, took a deep breath and said, "Sir, the first question asked by the Han was 'location'. Is there any change about this fixed capital?"

"Nope. The young man lowered his head and looked at the city below, and said lightly: "This Yanjing is slightly embellished and filled, which is where the Tibetan wind and water, mountains and seas are successively located." Under the whole world, in the southeast, northwest, and five directions, this Yanjing occupies the Qilin treasure land in Zhongzheng. This is a place of national fortune and the capital of a thousand years. If the Han Dynasty is called the Son of Heaven, he can ascend the throne here, and the country will be long and spanning. ”

"Okay! This is a big event of Yanjing's easy wind and water, please sir. The official's posture was very low: "This second question is 'the time of the day'." Sir, when will we change our flag and change our country?"

"Nine years later. The young man replied firmly.

"Nine years?" the official asked, "Can you defeat Zhao Song and dominate the world in nine years?"

"Ninety-nine return to the truth, nine years later, regardless of whether the Zhao and Song dynasties still exist, the Great Khan can establish a new dynasty and dominate the eight poles. The young man looked back at the south, his eyes seemed to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers, he seemed to be looking at the national fortune, and seemed to be looking at the opponent: "There are still strange people in the Zhao and Song dynasties, and the national fortune will not die although it declines." But nine years later, the Great Khan became emperor, and the dragon qi added to the general trend, and he could swallow the world without anyone stopping him. Nine is the extreme, no matter how much the other party struggles, since the Great Khan became emperor, Zhao Song will not be able to survive another nine years. ”

"Okay, good!" the official kept nodding, this important event of the country's fortune, the young man in front of him said it casually, it was really scary. And don't think he's bluffing, because everything he's said is right. There was only one of the three questions left, but the last one made him even more nervous, and he took a dry breath before he asked, "Sir, this last question: ...... number of lives?"

"The number of fates is elusive, but it can be taken care of. The young man sighed and said leisurely: "There are clouds in the Book of Changes: the great Qianyuan, the beginning of all materials, is the domination of the sky." Please return to the Great Khan, when the new dynasty determines the name of the country, it will set the word 'yuan'. ”

When a word was spoken, boom, a thunderbolt slashed through the clear sky for no reason, and the rolling muffled sound was earth-shattering, startling everyone, and their hearts skipped two beats. The senior official looked at the young man standing proudly on the top of the mountain, and the kind of power that followed the thunder with a word was really terrifying, which made him feel a sense of awe in his heart. So the senior official immediately bowed his hand: "Yes, yes, the lower official will go back to the Great Khan immediately! Mr. Guo, what else do you have to advise?"

"When God gives it, man does it. In the next moment, the book "Granting Time" will be compiled, and according to the practice, disasters can be reduced and difficulties can be reduced. The young man said little, and he didn't look back to send the guest: "My lord, don't send it." ”

"Yes, the lower official will retire, the lower official will retire!"

With a bang, the crowd retreated, and the top of Jingshan Mountain was clean again.

The young man quietly flipped through an ancient book in his hand, a fragment that had been torn in half, and only the first half was in his hand. The first page of this ancient book bears its name, and there are only three words - "Twelve Qi".

"Shen Kuo, Shen Kuo, you are really a genius, you made up such a book a hundred years ago. But alas. Cynicism misleads things, corrupt Confucianism misleads the country. After all, you are ambitious. Zhao Song Guoyun. From that moment on, it was difficult to salvage. However, the young man stroked the pages of the book, and the corners of his mouth were a smile close to conceit: "Although I am not as good as you in the art of miscellaneous learning, if I talk about the way of mathematics, I will definitely surpass you!

As he spoke, the young man stroking the pages trembled. Look down. I saw that for some reason there was a needle between the pages, but it punctured his finger. Blood beads oozed from his fingertips, but the young man was not in a hurry to bandage them, but looked at the blood beads in a daze.

He stayed for a long time as if he had been petrified, and suddenly a clever man came to his senses. The young man, who had always been calm and cold, suddenly became impatient, he looked up at the sky and the ground with his brows tightly locked, pinching his fingers and calculating something. The blood stains on his fingertips stained all his five fingers with his pinching of his fingers, but he didn't care, just shook his head anxiously: "No, no, how can this be." How so!"

"Mr. Guo, what's wrong with you?" the attendant came up to hold him. was thrown aside by his irritation: "Go away!"

After driving out all the attendants, the young man became even more uneasy.

"Impossible, how can this be! Why is there a change in the overall situation that was originally good and upright to suppress the kun, and what is going on?" The young man walked anxiously from side to side, looking up and down at the Qiankun, and suddenly stopped when he saw the sunset in the west. In the west, the golden light shines, and the red clouds are like fire and blood. He looked at the glow of the western sky, then looked down at the blood stains in his hand, and then at the needle, as if he felt something, and muttered: "West, gold, blood?"

Then he suddenly shouted: "This, this, this, this -- Gengjin destroys the world, and the white tiger kills the sky! How can this be! The West is obviously just some sparks and dead fires, why does it suddenly have the potential to burn the prairies? This is impossible!" The young man slapped his thigh and hated it: "Oh no, this is bad, one fortune has changed into a hundred fortunes, not to mention the earth-shattering change from the two qi of Qiankun to the qi of the four spirits! In this way, I occupy Xuanwu and Song occupy the Vermilion Bird, the white tiger suddenly appears, the green dragon is gone, and the world will become chaotic and unclear again!" Fortunately, now that we have occupied the land of the Qilin, the general trend is still there, but we can't take it lightly!"

"Who did this to disturb the Mandate of Heaven? Who among the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism could have this ability? No, it can't be, it can't be them, those guys don't have this ability. Such a sudden change in the situation is that Temujin was born in the world with coagulated blood in his hand and did not have such prestige! No, he must turn the sky and transfer it, and before the white tiger makes waves, he must kill the tiger and kill the thief!" The young man made up his mind, turned around and shouted: "Quick, come on, quickly prepare paper and pen!"

The four treasures of the study room waited to come up, and the young people began to write hard.

[The Great Khan's Apocalypse: There is a change in fortune, and a new army has sprung up; Gengjin is in the world, and the white tiger kills the sky. The six gods are righteous and cloudy, and the white tiger lives in the west, which belongs to gold and kills the main one. Punish the world, chaotic world. Urgent, tough, and bold. Wild and untamable, and blatant. The tiger is the king of the mountain, standing on the top of the mountain and the small world. Now the white tiger is rushing into the sky, rebelling against the fate of heaven and earth, and cutting it off as soon as possible. This beheading is not only a beheading, but a slashing of luck. But the mandate of heaven always depends on people, and killing people can be a big move. Fate is impermanent, but the way of heaven is constant. There are always rules for the transformation of numbers. Juxi, white, body key, unruly, and dangerous in the mountains and rivers, all those who have these characteristics, the Great Khan should be vigilant. Seeing this, he should be killed immediately - Guo Shoujing Yucheng. 】

When he had finished writing this, the young man looked up and wiped his sweat, then thought carefully to see if there was anything else to add. In particular, the characteristics that may be related to that "lucky person" are even more meditative. After adding many possible terms, the young man sealed the secret letter and coldly ordered: "Order a thousand troops to escort it, send it to the tooth tent quickly, and present it directly to the hands of the Great Khan." Those who dare to steal and peep will be killed!"

After the waiter took the order in a cold sweat, the young man took out a lot of instruments that looked like ancient black technology and fiddled with them. He fiddled for a while, as if he was measuring something, but the more he fiddled, the more confused he became.

"How can luck be so confusing, why is it so elusive......? Why can't you see through it? Flashes and flickers, ups and downs, where does such an abnormality come from?!"

When the young people on Jingshan Mountain in Yanjing were scratching their scalps in distress, in the treasure house of Wusun City in the Western Regions, several people were playing toss and catch.

"Next!" Yang Qi threw it casually, and the ruler flew out of his hand. As soon as it left Yang Qi's hand, its glimmer disappeared, and after Wu Zhengfeng took it in his hand, the thing began to glow again.

It's just that the color is slightly different.

"Huh?" Wu Zhengfeng looked at the thing in his hand unexpectedly, and threw it to Han Bing: "You try?"

The cold ice clutched, but there was no response. Then I found Xiaolian, Xianglan, Azhi Amu, etc., and even found the princess orchid, and they all touched it curiously, but they didn't respond. Looking at the black appearance, if you compare it, it's like a "defective ore" dropped by a monster when you first came out of the novice village, and there is really nothing outstanding about it.

But as long as Yang Qi or Wu Zhengfeng grabbed that thing, it would immediately turn into a tall flash equipment, with its own halo, and its appearance would increase in a straight line.

Yang Qi couldn't help but be curious: "What the hell is this?" (to be continued......)

ps: There are a lot of historical stalks in this chapter, and the children's boots who are not familiar with history may not be able to see it. For example, Kublai Khan founded the Yuan Empire in 1271, conquered Xiangyang the following year, and the Southern Song Dynasty completely destroyed in 1279, exactly eight years after the Yuan Empire was founded. Guo Shoujing, one of the four great astronomers of ancient times, created the "Time Calendar", and legend has it that he was a master of feng shui. There are many other stalks, so check them out if you're interested. R1292