At this time, Pang Xian did not rush into the Vajra Dharma Realm at all.

With Pang Xian's temperament, he could not tolerate King Cangjie taking charge of the Holy Land of Zen, and just as he was about to shoot into the mandala set up by the barbarian monks, he saw that the illusory divine peak in the sky was full of variables.

As Huang Zongyan reprimanded loudly, the five dragon prison locks shook violently, as if they were hit head-on by a hammer, and their incomparable power suddenly shrank. The slight change attracted Pang Xian's attention, and after a slight pause, he was a step too late, and was set up by King Cangjie in the Vajra Law Realm.

The scene of worshipping the sky on the Lingfeng rises again, the flag is displayed, the civil and military officials, the subordinates rely on it, stretching for thousands of miles, the five-color soil and rui qi strips on the altar of the enshrinement, and the scene of the Tang Dynasty appears.

The aura of humanity swelled, and the shackles dissolved by the five laws trembled endlessly, and countless rune civilizations were extinguished, expanding and shrinking. No one would have thought that Ququ would cause such an accident with a few words, and he didn't see Huang Zongyan have the slightest cultivation and half of his Dao strength, and the strange situation naturally caused Pang Xian to be puzzled.

With a quick turn of the sword light, a silver rainbow fell to the ground, covering his figure and quietly watching.

Four streams of light came through the sky, directly shocking Kong Youde, and then the sea of blood and fire rose up, and the smoke and clouds raged, and the ground shrouded three of them. King Cangjie's god-like eyes appeared in front of him, and he instantly mustered up courage, and then suppressed his worries.

It's just that Wuyue Sanren and Our Lady of the Golden Needle are by no means weak, and they have rare treasures in their hands to protect themselves, and King Cangjie is busy suppressing and grabbing treasures, but he no longer speaks to urge.

Fan Wencheng didn't see any change in the silver sword rainbow, so he discussed with Kong Youde and continued to perform the thirteen decrees, shatter the old scene of sealing Zen as soon as possible, and take away the treasure in the belly of Mount Tai.

"The king is the minister, and the society is also the foundation!"

Thousands of order chains stretch from the void, the three platforms and the five permanent kings are the heaviest, and the thunder, rain and dew are all heavenly graces. On the altar of this sacrifice, the vast sea of spiritual light fell into hesitation, thousands of years of feudal rule, and the rules of Confucianism have long been imprinted into the depths of people's hearts.

A gray air permeated. The Manchu Qing Qi is infiltrated to the Divine Peak Lingyue, and the Supreme Emperor who stands proudly on thousands of rides, ignoring the rune shackles and caged to all the masters, no matter how much he resists, he can't subvert his own roots.

The majesty of the imperial road swept all over the world, Huang Zongyan looked solemn, and the lackeys of Jiannu pretended to use the power of the Son of Heaven to defile and seal the spirituality of Zen, and wanted to occupy the magpie's nest and realize the sinister intention of dominating the essence of Chinese civilization, which was unbearable.

Fortunately, he has a good brother, and his eldest brother Huang Zongxi is already in the thick of his head at this time. Ranked among the "three great Confucians in China", there are many truths taught and understood by them.

Facing the undulating coercion, he straightened his hands and retorted solemnly: "The minister and the king, the name is different but the truth is the same, and they rule the world together." Out of the world, not for the king, for the people, not for the surname......"

Its voice is loud. Qingyue is ear-friendly, but in the face of the mighty grand epic, it is particularly small and fragile. However, Huang Zongyan is like a lonely sail in the raging waves, as tough as a rock and irreversible.

"Regard the people of the world as the private belongings of the king's pocket, and ignore the water and fire of the people......"

The seven-colored light in the sky flickered and gathered. The light bursts out, like a snowy landslide. The waves were flying, and the wind was howling, blowing his green shirt with the wind. highlighted a different kind of style, and even Kong Fansheng, the guard of the Confucian Mansion, was heartbroken.

His younger brother Huang Zonghui was not at ease, and his heart was full of worry. coincided with the five qi confusion, disturbing Pang Xian's stealth spell, he saw it in his eyes, and remembered a few streamers that slipped through the sky, this time it was like grasping a life-saving straw, and hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"The immortal is polite! I think you are a man of the Tao, you have the art of sword immortals, and your flying is extinct, why don't you fly the sword and kill those two clowns who jump off the beam?"

Pang Xian came to the front and realized that the spiritual tide here was boiling, and many spells could not be cast, even the invincible Heavenly Demon Induction Method, once it was cast, it was like a stab of ten thousand needles, and the thunder in the sea of consciousness shook wildly, and the heavenly drum roared. The only variable in front of him should be Huang Zongyan.

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People are born with a number of qi and gather people to become lucky, so there is a dispute between national fortune and sectarian luck. In the past, when I cultivated in Wutai Mountain, I once heard the elders of the sect say that if you have great luck, you will not be invaded by thousands of laws, and you will not fall in case of robbery, and you will be auspicious in times of trouble.

I only thought that the sons of luck such as Sanying and Eryun were exaggerated, and no matter how big the calamity was, it could not damage their Taoism, but they had been tempered and cultivated to advance bravely. But at the top of Mount Tai, I can understand that the past was really lonely and unheard.

Above the clouds, thousands of acres of spiritual light sea is actually the luck of the convergence of the human sacrifice to the heavens and the Zen, condensed as the essence of the naked eye, and the spirituality has been conceived inside, which can be called the original spirit of the magic weapon. His own Taoism is not restrained, and the immortals and demons are all restrained, but King Cangjie and his entourage have the blessing of the Manchu Mandate of Heaven and are unstoppable.

Furthermore...... Pang Xian also wanted to explore the inner reason, otherwise he would rush forward and could only fall into the chess game set up by the monk and lama who had already calculated.

Huang Zonghui is full of suspicions, the second brother has no power to restrain the chicken, how can he deal with the barbarian monk demon law?

"Being able to assist the king and prosper, and die from the king, it is not ...... to be a minister."

The spread of the gray aura was slowing down, and the way of the monarch and the minister was questioned, and the power of the decree was sharply reduced. But the terrible backlash ensued, challenging the authority of the emperor, how could it be justified?

"The chaos of the world is not in the rise and fall of one surname, but in the sorrow and happiness of all people!"

Huang Zongyan's sweat was like pulp, soaking through his clothes, red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his thin body seemed to carry a thousand weights, trembling all over, as if he would fall at any time.

"Second brother!" Huang Zonghui was anxious and wanted to help, but he didn't know where to start.

Kong Youde looked at the arrogant and arrogant shirt, and he never showed half of his appreciation, and he was jealous and hateful in his heart, and he just wanted to destroy it quickly. With hideousness in his eyes, the decrees in his hands were sacrificed one after another.

"The sky kills, the stars move"

On a sunny day, thunder and thunder shook violently, like a million heavenly drums roaring, thousands of mountains and ravines echoed, and the sky shook for a while, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"The ground kills, the dragon and the snake rise"

Thousands of starlight fell above the sky, like a silk silk, reflecting the blood-colored red halo is extremely ominous, as if to destroy the heavens and the earth, the golden mangs and arrows on the peak of the gods of heaven are flying, the fire dissolves the stone, and the two emperors of the Tang Dynasty sealed the Zen ceremony in an instant.

"People kill the machine, the world repeats"

The humane seal of Zen reappeared, the majestic and strategic, the powerful Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, stood on the nine-foot sealing altar, held the jade butterfly, and prayed to the sky for the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.

"Heaven and man are in harmony, and all changes are determined"

The imprint is an imprint after all, like a flower in the moon and water in the mirror, in front of the decree of heaven today, the real torrent of truth suddenly crushed by.

"Boom...... Thunderbolt ......"

Purple lightning across the sky, ten thousand thunders descend into the world, a brilliant place between heaven and earth, mountain streams and jade springs and waterfalls, bamboo and cypress, dyed with a layer of color, like a brilliant brocade, magnificent.

In the face of this long river of history, Huang Zongyan trembled like a sieve, there was no trace of blood on his face, and he was like a candle in the wind, and he would be extinguished at any time. Who could save the heavens at that time? Could it be that the most sacred place since ancient times was about to end up being ravaged by foreign races?

"Heaven and man are in harmony, Shenzhou has its own system, how can you allow barbarians to come and scatter wild......" A desperate roar resounded in heaven and earth.

Watching the persistence of the scholars in this era, Pang Xian was convinced, where the Tao is, although tens of millions of people have gone to it. The deepest darkness, the struggle in a desperate situation, especially shows the nobility of heroes and warriors.

In this era when the code of ethics often rules the society, controls the hearts of the people, and the divine authority of the monarch is inviolable, Huang Zongyan can shout that the names of the monarchs and ministers are different and the same, which is tantamount to shaking the foundation that the emperor is the ruler of all peoples.

It's a pity that even though he is full of wealth, he can't get rid of the limitations of the times, and he is shackled, with an inviolable momentum, and falls on the towering giant peak that pierces the starry sky of the universe. The gray and white breath is overwhelming, and it seems that the entire sea of spiritual light is about to be eroded, and Kong Youde still has the law in his hand that has not yet appeared, and the hole cards have not been completely thrown, where is the glimmer of life? )