"This snow lotus is not mature yet. The Yin Yang family has inherited it from ancient times. Is there any secret method that can help it reach perfection?"
The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is excess damage.
The same is true for the Taoist way. Only when yin and yang complement each other and heaven and earth work together can we break through Tai Chi and reach the ultimate perfection. I glanced at the four Buxian Mountain eagles and didn't look at them more.
The three differentiated clones have already gone to the other three areas. My eyes fell on the snow lotus here. If it takes a thousand years... there will be a vision.
There was no snow lotus in this one. Feeling this, I looked at Donghuang Taiyi curiously.
"The snow lotus takes root next to the volcano, absorbs the extremely yang and strong power of the earth's veins, and melts the extremely yin and cold power of the snow mountain, blending with each other without stains, and mysteriously blessing the snow lotus."
"If you want to help Snow Lotus achieve consummation quickly, the Yin Yang Family's "Nine Palaces and Ten Thousand Transformations" can do it."
"Now...is not the time."
Donghuang Taiyi whispered, as simple and far-reaching as before, making it impossible to figure out more profound meanings. This snow lotus can naturally help its growth with secret methods.
But... Snow Lotus has achieved a thousand-year vision, and when a different kind of power comes out of the barrier and attracts others to peep, even though she has no fear, she will be in some trouble after all.
And...at this moment, there are two Taoist masters with extremely strong cultivation aura beside him.
"It's really not the best time."
Zhou Qingming understood and looked into the distance, where... it was now transformed into a field of Shura, with four ferocious and ferocious eagles intertwined. The Mohist disciples and peasant disciples who came here had almost no power to fight back.
Most of them were lost in an instant, and all the remaining disciples gathered around the two Xuanguan warriors for protection.
The road pillow stood in the void, with the red mysterious light of the blazing polar sun spreading under his body. His hands evolved a strange seal, and the Mohist method of defense was incorporated into it, creating a hemispherical defensive light shield out of thin air.
With its own original power as support, it can resist the giant claw attack, giant beak attack, and long-calling rhythm attack of the condor.
The same thing happened to the farmers not far away. They gathered around Ye Lao and used the power of Shen Nong to protect him against the attack of the condor.
It can only defend passively and cannot take the initiative to attack. The Shenying is really too flexible. It is restrained by the ordinary practitioners around it and cannot display its strength at all.
"Um?"
"There!"
On the top of Mount Buxian, a snow-capped mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, under the clear sky, there suddenly appeared... rays of brilliant light, refracted by the clouds and mist in the void, spreading to the entire void in the sacred land of the Donghu people.
The giant eagle's long cry ripples across the sky in all directions!
The dazzling light shines brightly in all directions!
All kinds of rainbow lights intersect and mix in the depths of the clouds and mist!
…
Various sights instantly shocked, then overjoyed, and then frightened the hundreds of people who had already rushed to the sacred place. Could it be that someone was already there?
Deep in the mountain path on the east side, there is a middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying double black and white blades on his back, and the Bagua retrograde swordsmanship is rippling all over his body.
Behind him... blood was flowing all over the ground, and the Donghu barbarian who was blocking him died. His spiritual sense tried his best to reach out, raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and disappeared in the same place as he stepped forward.
This sacred place can be regarded as the core place of the Donghu tribe.
For thousands of years, this place has been the center, multiplying and spreading to the surrounding areas.
On the top of the snow mountain, where Tianchi is located, the warm spring water flows down along a fixed trajectory, directly into the earth thousands of feet below. The pool is pure and flawless.
On the open boulder ground next to it, Donghu people wearing furs, feathers on their heads, and their faces painted with various stone colors were gathering together.
In the center, there is an old man, holding a wooden staff, wearing a cloak made of the fallen feathers of the condor, and his face is covered with totem images.
He looked up to the sky and roared loudly, speaking in a rhyme that was difficult for people in Xia to understand.
There were many Donghu tribesmen watching around, including men, women, old, young... all their eyes were focused on the high priest. The sacred place was undergoing strange changes, and the tribe was terrified.
"kill!"
"There are a lot of good things in the warehouses of the barbarians outside the Great Wall. Those sacred herbs are hundreds of years old. Transporting them back is also a success."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the distance, a strong man from the Donghu ethnic group was bleeding, and his burly body flew heavily on the stone wall in the distance. The edge of the sword slashed through the void. Those Donghu ethnic groups had no power to fight back.
At that moment, figures dressed in Zhu Xia's costumes walked quickly into it, with unmistakable joy on their faces, and all kinds of blood were already flowing on the swords in their hands.
This is where the Donghu people live!
It is also where the barbarians are located outside the Great Wall!
If the people of the Xia Dynasty could even talk about benevolence and etiquette, as for the barbarians outside the Great Wall, there would be no need for it. Weak people are sitting on such a treasured mountain.
There is only one ending.
"It's just that those women are too ugly and smell bad. I really can't bear to do it and have no interest at all. After I go back this time, I will definitely go to Linzi to have a good time."
One man laughed and marched all the way to the Donghu tribe, and already got a lot of good things, all kinds of wealth, all kinds of precious furs, and all kinds of precious herbs.
All are of great value.
"Hurry, after we finish dealing with them, we will go to the snow-capped mountains to look for the thousand-year-old snow lotus. Sure enough, if we have that opportunity, we are also among the strongest men in Zhuxia."
"Everything will be available by then."
The person next to him also laughed loudly. Their cultivation level was only at the innate level, and they were still far away from becoming gods. Ruo Yan's glimpse of the rumored thousand-year-old snow lotus was a bit whimsical.
But what if?
If you encounter a thousand-year-old snow lotus, it will be a chance.
It can help warriors break through the profound entrance. That level is rare in Zhuxia for thousands of years.
"Stop talking, hurry up and get rid of these people in front of you."
Another person came forward with a sword, the sword light was radiating horizontally and the sword light was shining horizontally. The entire core of the Donghu tribe was quickly reduced to nothing and turned into a place where blood flowed.
The pure water pool in the distance turned red.
"Brother!"
"Is it too much?"
Along with them, there were a group of people wearing Confucian crowns and tied hair, walking in long boots, exuding awe-inspiring aura, holding long swords. Looking at the scene in front of them, they all felt a little unbearable. These Donghu people were all unarmed people.
But he was slaughtered alive at the hands of those Yanzhao rangers and Baijia.
It's really... cruel!
I really can't bear to watch it.
"The Master said: If people from afar are dissatisfied, cultivate your virtues and come to them. Once you come, make peace with them!"
"Junior brother thought that these barbarians outside the wall could be converted with kindness and etiquette first. If they were dissatisfied, they would be conquered with tyranny, and then they would be subdued with virtue."
"It is the custom of the Xia Dynasty to accept the barbarians. In the past three generations, no one has ever been heard of becoming a barbarian."
One person was holding a gentleman's sword. Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, there was a strong smell of killing in his breath, and his organs were tumbling. He was very unbearable.
There were also quite a few conflicts between the words of the Patriarch Tong and Meng Kezi. They all looked at each other and shook their heads. Although these barbarians did not understand Zhu Xia Fenghua.
Then there is no need to kill like this, and you can completely teach them with literature and morality first.
"The Master said: A benevolent person loves others."
"Benevolence is the virtue of human beings, so it is said: If you want to establish yourself, you should establish others; if you want to reach yourself, you should reach others!"
"The Confucian way has a long way to go."
A Confucian disciple beside him sighed.
Although the current situation is unbearable, it is actually the future goal of Confucianism. If the Confucian way spreads through all Xia, people from hundreds of schools of thought will understand Confucian benevolence and etiquette.
If those Yan-Zhao knight-errants understood the meaning of Confucian benevolence and etiquette, they would not be in such a situation.
It is true that the wind of benevolence and virtue in the Xia is sweeping across, tolerating the barbarians, and it can be transformed slowly, but... it will take a long, long time to reach that state.
"As far as civilization goes, humanities are also there, and the intertwining of hardness and softness is astronomy."
"Look at the astronomy to observe the changes of the times, look at the humanities to transform the world, the Yi and the Di are also human ears, their feelings are not different from those of the Xia, the masters of the people do not add to their virtues, and there is no need to be suspicious of aliens."
"With good deeds and good relations, all barbarians can be treated as one family. Their ancestors are righteous and their words are honest."
Yang Kuanwen, the leader of this trip of Confucian disciples, heard the words of the juniors and nodded slightly. The words of the juniors were all right. Unfortunately, Confucianism still needs a lot of effort to achieve it.
"Leave five disciples behind, find a place nearby, and bury these people in it."
"I'll keep moving forward."
They couldn't get involved, so they could only ensure that they would not commit such mistakes. After half a stick of incense, Yang Kuanwen's expression was not good-looking. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the junior brothers beside him and gave instructions.
"yes."
"Yes, senior brother!"
Everyone looked at each other and nodded.
Immediately, the group continued to move forward, following the path opened by the advancers, towards the top of the sacred place.