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What is a hexagram?

"Knowing yin and yang, tomorrow's meaning, knowing the number of qi, determining the universe, knowing the ancient and modern, a word into a prophecy is a hexagram. ”

In the deep valley, the yellow earth, dark and dim, and the outside, is a piece of yellow sand, with the sky all dark and sunk.

I don't know how far I've gone, but I understand that I've already left the area of Tai'an.

This is the border of quicksand, and slowly the yellow sand is moving forward, and the wind is howling.

The sandstorm was fierce, and Li Bichen was unwilling to move forward against the wind and sand, even if those wind and sand could not hinder him.

But there is still a long time, so it is better to stay and stay in order to complete your own method.

Li Bichen sat on the back of an old turtle, the big turtle was covered with moss and gray in color, but the two eyes were blazing, and half of his head was buried in the water at this time, spitting bubbles.

Occasionally, sand and dust fall from the outside, blow into the valley, and fall into deep pools.

Li Bichen didn't raise his head, just looked at the hexagram below.

This is a deduction, there are sixty-four variations of Bagua, eight is congenital, sixty-four is acquired, and it is the relationship between yang and yin.

And the sixty-four changes are sixty-four different methods.

The mountains and the sky are saved, that is the method of pulling out the mountain.

The sky is thunderous, that is the method of summoning the ancestral thunder to attack.

Heaven and earth, that is the way before and after sealing people, and the way to cut off people to escape.

There is a great fire in the sky, which is the method of responding to the time and calling the sky and fire to calm the world.

Thunder is strong, that is the way to summon thunderclouds and chase and kill.

Tianshui lawsuit, that is the method of argument, is to be used when the wind is down, and the power of the waterway is doubled.

Mountain and heaven escape, that is the way to escape from hiding the sky into the mountain.

Sixty-four kinds of changes, exhausting the method of gossip, heaven and earth, wind and thunder, mountains and rivers, water and fire, there is no one who cannot cast a spell, and the hexagram is against the enemy, among which there is a method of gain, and there is also a technique of cutting qi, which can be described as infinitely mysterious.

I used to practice all the Dharmas by myself, but there was no systematic arrangement, this time, it is to separate the hexagrams of the eight directions, there are eight Dharmas in one hexagram, and the eight Dharmas complement each other, and the understanding is wonderful.

Li Bichen's fingers were drawn on the ground, the yin and yang in all directions were arranged in an orderly manner, nodding from time to time, and there was a faint light flashing in his eyes.

As if in a formation, Li Bichen observed the eight patterns, and as the gossip took shape, sixty-four clouds of smoke rose from the sixty-four hexagrams outside.

One of the mixed elements of bright light manifests and converges into yang, and the yin light gathers below, black and white, yin and yang are intertwined.

The palm of the hand stroked, and at this time the cloud smoke dispersed and gathered.

"Heaven and earth, wind and thunder, mountains, water and fire, four hours and four hours, everything in this world has been deduced by these sixty-four hexagrams, it is really ..... Subtle. ”

Li Bichen smiled, at this time, the palm stroked lightly, pressed on the back of the old turtle, and the gossip and eight phases were all engraved on it, and the old turtle didn't feel anything abnormal, still playing with the waterhole and playing with its bubbles.

Li Pichen practiced quietly here for seven days, and after the seven days passed, the external sandstorm had also been eliminated.

In the Purple Mansion, a mixed yuan brilliance came out, and at this time, the smoke and clouds lingered on the body, making this deep pool like the holy realm of the immortal family.

That is the immortal body of a yang realm is integrated into the law, engraved with the Tao of mixed elements, and the sixty-four hexagrams contain sixty-four laws, and these laws all come out of one place, which is said to give birth to all things together.

Yang is surging, and the twenty-four yin is to eliminate, hidden into a point, is yin.

The yang is large and the cathode is small.

But Yin and Yang had to be balanced, so as Yin was suppressed by Yang, Yin was transformed to the bottom of the True Dan, and Yang occupied the high ground.

Li Bichen himself turned into a yang early, once in the Dan, the mana is not inferior to the realm of a yang, and later turned into a true pill, which can suppress the Xuanguang immortals, and now a yang rises, gradually entering the extreme realm, that is, out of the body face, not without the power of a fight.

It is not particularly rare for people to fight immortals, because Xuanguang and out-of-body are only separated by a door.

But the immortals of Yiyang can fight out of the body, and this is very rare.

The body moved, Li Bichen looked at the old turtle under him, and smiled: "The desert is lonely, you old turtle, I don't know how many years have passed in this deep pool, until now I have waited for me to come, these seven days as a companion, but a little reluctant, it is better for you to carry me across the yellow sand, I will give you a creation." ”

The old turtle's neck moved, the head looked around, and then nodded slowly, it had lived for a long time, and naturally knew that the person who carved the pattern on his back was not a mortal spirit, so it moved its foot, walked out of the pool, and crawled out.

Its stout limbs were like those of a giant elephant, the moss on its back was like a blanket, and a small green sapling had taken root on it.

The old turtle walked slowly, and in front of it was an endless desert, and at this time, a round of the sun hung high, illuminating the earth like a steamer.

But it was not afraid that it would die, because the power in that body was telling it that it was now the beginning of creation.

Its feet are not fast, but this is just a self-feeling, in fact, its speed, is not less than the galloping horse, that step down, to say the least is three or four feet away, gradually, the old turtle suddenly found that the many scattered trees in front of it, actually became a little small.

It doesn't realize why this is happening and just keeps walking.

I don't know how far it walked, until it felt that the sounds around it were a little louder.

It was as if the mountain was collapsing, and the sound of the thump made the old turtle feel a little irritable.

It did not find that behind it was clouds and mist, and at its feet were mountains and stones.

Only in the distance, there were soldiers and horses howling, fighting each other, but at this moment, suddenly a sound of the sky shaking the earth resounded through the desert, so that the soldiers on both sides stopped fighting.

"That.... What's that!"

A soldier raised his helmet and saw the mountains in the distance..... Of course, he was not looking at the mountain, but at the huge creatures behind the mountain.

It was a turtle.

A sacred turtle that covers the sky and the sun and has a huge green tree on its body.

Countless soldiers turned pale with fright, and the turtle's footsteps fell, and suddenly kicked over the mountain, and the rumbling made the sky collapse and the earth shake.

"Collect the troops!

No one wants to die, although it is on the battlefield, but the duty of a soldier should be to die in battle and not be trampled by such a monster.

Whether to retreat or become a meatloaf, of course, there is no need to think about it, everyone wisely chose the former.

The horses neighed in panic, and they ran in all directions like a colony of ants, while the generals and soldiers, armed with their weapons, began to retreat towards the pass.

This movement caught the attention of the old turtle, and it lowered its head and saw the people who had escaped, but in its eyes they were as small as ants, so it thought only that they were ants.

Out of fun, it sneezed.

So the sky changed.

The wind howled and turned the earth upside down, and endless sand and dust swept up the sky, beating against the mountains, completely obscuring everything that could be seen.

And on the back of the old turtle, a figure leaned out, and the figure covered the world, and those horses began to go crazy, including those who were fighting, they were all shouting frantically, shouting the voices of immortals, demons, and gods.

Even the voices of begging for mercy, anger, rebukes, and roars.

The "ant colony" began to converge, and they seemed to have given up on running away and were going to fight hard.

The old turtle was a little confused, so he made a relatively simple choice.

Step on it.

A paw fell, and the sound of terror mixed with screams echoed through the desert, and when the wind cleared and the sand fell, the old turtle raised its head with satisfaction and continued its journey.

After walking for a long time, until a big river appeared in front of it, the river was extremely wide, and the man on the old turtle's back patted its head, so it got off the turtle's back, and the old turtle knew that this was the destination, and at the same time, it felt that its body seemed to be a lot lighter, and all of a sudden, it seemed to have more things in its head.

The head turned, but he didn't see the young Taoist, the old turtle was confused, and then the next moment, at some point, there was already a small child standing in front of him.

The boy stared at the old turtle, and a wooden disc in his hand fell to the ground.

The old turtle opened its mouth, and the wisdom it had just gained told it that it needed to ask the other party's origin at this time, so the old turtle opened his mouth to ask, and this time, it actually said a human voice, and even it felt incredible.

"Who are you?"

The old turtle spit out the words, and the child was stunned, and subconsciously took it.

"Wind ..... Feng Hao ....."

.......

At the border gate, a small soldier was in a daze, recovering from great fear, and his body moved, and he slowly sat up.

Bang bang....

He patted his body, his eyes widened, and he looked at the sky again.

A big sun is about to set, and at this time, in the distance, there are clouds and smoke lingering.

There is no turtle, no Aoki, and no dark shadow of the fairy god.

He froze, and the head turned, looking around.

The people turned on their backs and lay on the ground, and there were enemy soldiers and their own people, all of whom were terrified, including the horses, lying on the ground, motionless, as if they were dead.

He stood up, his broken weapon, and stepped in the dust.

The setting sun shone down, dyeing his whole body golden, and the blood on the armor had dried up, and he stood for a long time before he sat down with a bang, fiddling with his helmet and letting out a long breath.

"It turned out to be a fantasy, it's good to be alive......"

He was laughing here, but suddenly a shadow appeared at sunset on the horizon.

That's a silhouette.

A turtle, there was still a person sitting on the back of the turtle, and at this time, the person and the turtle walked through the desert, and in an instant, they disappeared.

The soldier jumped up in fright, rubbed his eyes, looked at it again, and hurriedly ran up to the hill in front of him in three steps and two steps, but there was no shadow of anyone at all.

But at this moment, there was a sudden laughter in my ears.

"The sun sets on the flat sand, and the armies fight in formation;"

"The turtle floats in the water and takes advantage of the wind, stepping through the hills and carrying the immortals. ”

Its voice was faint, and in the distance, like a shadow, quietly ..... Walk through the blue sky.