Her lips are red and her teeth are white, her brows are shining with crystal light, especially her pair of pure and flawless bright eyes, which are shining with spirit, sinking and floating in the void, and her limbs are crawling freely.
Sensing a familiar breath, he looked directly over. A smile appeared on his cute little face, like the warm sunshine in winter, melting away everything.
Opening her mouth, the natural words flowed around the small pavilion. Fennen's fist was half clenched and she stretched out towards Concubine Dongjun Yan.
"The Nine Palaces of the Divine Capital!"
"She... Xi'er's body is indeed very good. If she inherits the Nine Palaces of the Divine Capital, she will be the best. She can travel through the summers and understand the yin and yang."
Guan Xi'er's form, Dongjun's goddess-like graceful appearance, a bright smile, walking in the fragrant dust, stretched out his hands, and gently held Xi'er in his arms.
Looking at this naughty little guy, he kissed his forehead lightly.
Inheriting the Nine Palaces of the Divine Capital?
Nothing is impossible!
The Yin Yang family has been passed down to ancient times and has evolved through three generations. Over thousands of years, the Yin Yang family has enough foundation to face everything.
He is the descendant of the Nine Palaces of the Yin-Yang family's divine capital.
Xi'er... will also be the successor of the Nine Palaces of the Divine City in the future.
"Eaaah!"
The little guy was rolling around in his mother's arms, and he couldn't stop talking.
"The important events of the country are in the army and in the sacrifice!"
"Therefore, the Yin Yang family has not declined for three generations. It is not the chaos of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today, Tian Tian is still the high priest."
"Since the Spring and Autumn Period, during the Warring States and Troubled Times, every country has its own way of offering sacrifices, and Confucianism has also inherited some sacrifices."
"Dongjun, what do you think of the future of the Yin-Yang family?"
The way of sacrifice!
The way to worship Haotian!
That was a noble matter that was settled in ancient times. Now, thousands of years have passed, and the Yin Yang family has been the high priest, in charge of the way of sacrifice.
Unfortunately, King Ping moved eastward, and the lineage of high priests was dispersed. In order to show their glory and power, the vassal states should fight against each other.
The way of sacrifice naturally has its own way.
Hundreds of schools of thought have arisen together. Confucianism, Mohism, and peasant families all have sacrificial rituals.
The Yin Yang family has left its honored position beside Zhu Xiazi for more than five hundred years. If they want to maintain the inheritance, they can only return to their original position.
Without the power of a Zhuxia son, the Yin Yang family would not have been passed down for three generations for thousands of years. Now in Zhuxia, everything has changed.
Although the Qin Dynasty was located in a remote area in the west, it had its own way of offering sacrifices during its growth over thousands of years, although it was very unsystematic and not worth mentioning.
However...Qin swept the six kingdoms and unified the world!
"The Yin Yang family was born due to the way of sacrifice, and it should be attributed to the way of sacrifice."
"The Qin State ruled over the Xia, and the Yin and Yang family entered Qin. Isn't that why?"
Holding Xi'er in his arms and sniffing the pleasant scent of the little guy, Dongjun's mood suddenly improved a lot. Hearing His Excellency Donghuang's words, he spoke slowly.
The Yin and Yang family entered Qin many years ago for this purpose.
Now that the Qin State has unified the world, it is up to him to become the high priest next to Zhu Xiazi once again and shoulder the responsibilities of the Yin and Yang family themselves.
"And..., Marquis Wu Zhen will help us."
"Canglong Qisu, the ancient covenant of stars!"
"That is the shackles that Shen Yu placed on the human race to open up the four wastelands. The Qin State will definitely break it. In this way, the Yin and Yang family needs to lay down sacrificial rituals."
"Taiyue Mountain, we have to go there sooner or later!"
Feeling mysterious, he fiddled with Xi'er in his arms with both hands, and continued to speak, Dongjun said again.
Starry ancient covenant!
Those are the shackles of the princes of the three generations of heaven. They are the shackles that Shen Yu and the hundreds of tribes agreed to imprint in the depths of Haotian. They have been turned into a rule.
If the Qin State does not untie and break it, sooner or later it will be counterattacked by the power of the rules, and the King of Qin, as the leader of the Qin State, will bear the brunt.
Half a hundred!
It’s hard to get through it!
There may be more than one or two ways to unravel it. However, in the final analysis, you must either use the power of sacrifice to unravel the rule, or have a supreme existence that integrates all things and personally unravel the rule.
In the current Zhuxia, there is no supreme existence that integrates all things. Maybe Xuan Qingzi will have the opportunity to reach that state in the future. Who knows how long it will take?
There is only one choice left to Qin!
"You must go to Xianyang."
The majestic figure wrapped in black clothes stands in the pavilion, with no mysterious light visible around him, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth flows through his body, as if invisible, passing directly by.
Covering her face with a cloak, she moved her eyes away from the little girl and looked outside the wooden window on the side of the pavilion, where there was the vast void.
For Canglong Qisu, Dongjun will go to Xianyang in person!
For the future of the Yin Yang family, Dongjun also wants King Xianyang of Qin, the inheritor of the Nine Palaces of the Divine Capital, whom Dongjun personally trained.
I trust her very much.
She has never let us down.
"Your Excellency Dong Huang!"
"When the King of Qin ascends to the throne of the Heavens, the star soul breaks the shackles of inheritance, the sun, moon, and stars return to their places, and the five elements, heaven and earth become one, your Excellency Donghuang should break the shackles of the profound entrance and become true to the Tao."
"How about the seal of Shushan Yuyuan?"
There was nothing wrong with the trip to Xianyang.
The only one who is a little worried is Xi'er, but that is not difficult. The Yin Yang family has been in Qin for decades, and it is finally time for Qin to rule.
"Yu Yuan seal!"
"Chi You should have disappeared in ancient times. He should have disappeared long ago."
"Waiting to be in harmony with the Tao, activate the Shushan Formation and wipe out Chi You's last strength."
Chiyou!
It was a trouble left by the ancient Human Emperor. Even the Human Emperor could not completely eliminate it at that time. He could only rely on the power of time to weaken Chi You's original power.
After thousands of years, Chi You will also disappear.
That is also one of the responsibilities inherited by the Yin Yang family.
Only by uniting with the truth, mastering the power of reality, and cooperating with the great formation in Shushan can we achieve that. It is time for the Yu family to put aside their shackles.
"Um?"
"The swan is back!"
"There's news from Xianyang."
How the Yu Yuan seal can be completely solved is detailed in the Yin Yang family's secret collection. Dong Jun does not doubt His Excellency Dong Huang's methods.
Regarding the matter of Yu Yuan's seal, there was no conflict between the Yin Yang family and Marquis Wu Zhen.
I wanted to say more, but suddenly I felt something. I stretched out one hand to one side. Outside the wooden window, a white stream of light passed by and landed directly on the palm of my hand.
But it is a white bird that is no longer than the length of an adult's hand.
The feathers all over the body are as white as jade, looking a bit like a white wild goose, but there are wisps of white feathers growing on the head, which makes it look more magical than the white feathers on the body.
The feathers at the back of the tail are even more slender and fluttering. Although not obvious, they move with the wind. The wings are stretched out and rest a few inches above the palm of the hand.
His name is Honghu!
It is recorded in the classics that the blood of the Phoenix family flows through its body, so the shape of the phoenix is highlighted in its growth. It was acquired by His Excellency Donghuang from the land of Baiyue.
Cultivated by Yun Zhongjun using the secret methods of the Yin and Yang family, when it grows up, it will become a true swan bird!
A dark mysterious light flashed across, and a bamboo tube fell from Hong Hu's feet. Then the things in the bamboo tube flew out, automatically unfolded, and were displayed in front of Dongjun's eyes.
"Eaaah!"
Wandering in his mother's arms, the little one kept moving. He felt the big white bird on his mother's hand, and his little hand reached directly towards it.
"Chirp!"
The swan bird felt this, raised its slender neck, looked at the little human with its small head, its eyes flashed with god, its long beak opened slightly, and it chirped loudly.
"Eaaah!"
The little guy's face became more curious, and his little hand reached out further. His mother seemed to be ignoring him at the moment and was looking at something.
"Chirp!"
The swan bird chirped again, looked at this little human, looked at this little human's palm, shook his head, and pushed it directly.
"Eaaah!"
Touching the fun things, the little guy's face was filled with joy. He was tossing around in his mother's arms and touched the big white bird's head again with his little hands.
"This..., Tianzong Xuanqingzi was granted the title of Marquis of Wuzhen County by the King of Qin, and he was granted the title of Shiyi Ba County!"
"In addition, the true identity of Marquis Wu Zhen turns out to be... the son of Prince Zhuang Xiang of the Qin Kingdom, Prince Qing."
"When King Zhuang Xiang passed away, Lord Xinling led the troops of the five kingdoms to attack Qin. The princes came out of Xianyang as hostages. An accident happened to the prince on the way to Qing Dynasty, and he was rescued by Tianzong Beimingzi."
"Wuzhenhou is actually the half-brother of King Qin!"
"He..., you have the blood of Qin's victory over the Qin Zhengzong royal family flowing in your body!"
Concubine Dongjun Yan really had no time to pay attention to the movements of the little one in her arms at this moment, because the news brought by Hong Quanniao at this moment was too unbelievable.
It is not a big deal for Marquis Wuzhen to be granted the title of Marquis of Wuzhen County.
I know Marquis Wu Zhen, he doesn't care about the so-called fiefdoms, food towns, etc., and he hasn't dealt with the fiefdoms too much since he entered Xianyang.
The fiefdom in Tianzong is like this.
The same is true for the fiefdom three hundred miles away from Tianshui in Longxi.
However, Wu Zhenhou's other identity had to shock Concubine Dongjun Yan, and the dark golden dragon's energy loomed in the depths of her starry eyes.
It fell on the little one in my arms.
She has the blood of Marquis Wu Zhen, doesn't it mean that she also has the blood of the Ying Qin royal family, which is a very pure blood.
"Young Master Qing!"
"Xuan Qingzi!"
"Perhaps, this is...an anomaly."
His Excellency Donghuang also fell into a slight silence, then whispered something, glanced at the little guy who was playing with the swans at the moment, sighed softly, stepped out, and disappeared.
The half-brother of King Qin.
This news was beyond my expectation.
However, it has nothing to do with the plans of the Yin Yang family.
"You have the blood to win over the Qin royal family."
"He is a prince of Wuzhen County and has been undead for five generations. Now you can be regarded as a princess."
The sudden news was overwhelming. After a few breaths, Concubine Dongjun Yan calmed down. None of the news brought by Honghu was too important.
Wuzhen Junhou is the half-brother of the King of Qin. It seems... Thinking about it carefully, Wuzhen Junhou's current power and status do not have any glorious blessing.
On the other hand, Xi'er in her arms... looked at Xi'er's palm falling on the head of the swan bird, one person and one bird coming and going. It seemed very interesting.
The swan bird is strange in nature and possesses the arrogance of belonging to the phoenix family. Ordinary people would never play with it. But now that they have met Xi'er for the first time, they are so close to her.
Interesting indeed.
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Flowers and grasses are luxuriant, the trees are green, and a quiet road runs through it. From the slightly noisy Little Shengxian Village in front, it disappears into the clouds and mist deep in the mountains.
Although it is a secluded path, it is actually seven feet wide. It is paved with bluestone slabs, and there is a relatively wide oval field not far away.
At this moment, a man was practicing martial arts with a wooden sword.
The foot is on the yin and yang, and the Qian and Yuan are in the right position. If you look closely, it has the charm of Taoism, the traces of Mohist defense and perseverance, and a hint of vertical and horizontal domineering.
Holding the wooden sword in his hand, it seems like one body, and he moves according to his heart. There is no fixed sword move, he just performs a series of chaotic moves.
It seems chaotic, but it is vaguely self-contained.
If the inner strength is not developed, it can be carried out with the intention.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I don’t know how long it took, but as the man holding the sword retreated and returned to his original state, there was a sound of clapping palms coming from the entrance of Youjing Road in the distance.
"Tianming, your swordsmanship is already outstanding!"
"Can Jian inherited the kendo he learned from Xingcheng Library. The kendo there was pure and majestic, upright and peaceful, but your kendo is very tolerant."
"In the Xianyang Palace, the volume "Thirteen Postures of Tai Chi" appears. It seems that you have benefited a lot. The Marquis of Wuzhen County deserves to be the most amazing person with the most amazing qualifications in Taoism for thousands of years."
Wearing a light green brocade gown, the tan wide long sleeves move with every step, a jade belt surrounds the waist, and the yellow lower lapel is neat and polite.
A piece of beautiful blue jade silk ribbon hangs. Even in the midsummer, Confucianism still has its own rules: hair is tied up with a crown, and a short beard is grown under the chin.
Watching Tianming's martial arts performance for a moment, I was filled with admiration.
When I was at Tianming's age, I didn't practice like this.
I remember that when I left Xianyang Palace, Tianming was still a young man, but now he has almost changed his appearance and is about to become an adult.
"Mr. Fu Nian!"
He was just wearing a light white plain long gown. He finished his martial arts performance at dawn and was about to use his kung fu to restore his three yuan. When he heard this, he followed the sound and looked over, and his face was filled with joy.
Take two steps and bow.
It has been a few days since I came to Xiaoshengxian Manor with Hero Can Sword and they have some knowledge about this place. However, I am not a disciple of Confucianism, so I cannot move around freely.
Therefore, I often practice and cultivate here.
"The principles of swordsmanship are in heaven and earth."
"It is also among the classics and manuscripts of the sages. There are tens of thousands of books in the Confucian library. You can always go and read them at dawn."
"You deserve something."
Fu Nian smiled slightly and helped Tian Ming up. When he was in Xianyang Palace, he taught King Qin Yingzheng, the princes and princesses, but Tian Ming was long and Mrs. Li entrusted her with it, so she took a lot of trouble.
Now that Tianming is looking like this, Mrs. Li will be comforted.
Tianming’s father, the young hero Jing Ke, should also rest in peace.
"Yes, Mr. Fu Nian."
"The breakthrough in Lanling City has not been long ago. I feel that all the places that were not clear in the past have been gained after thinking about them one by one. That's why it is like this."
"Sir, are you going to see Master Xun?"
Tianming nodded.
Mr. Fu Nian should be regarded as his teacher, and he should respect him above all else. He stood aside with his sword in hand and followed Mr. Fu Nian towards the depths of the quiet path.
Deep in the clouds and mist there is where the Confucian Master Xun lives, as well as where the heroes with broken swords have been for days.
One of the important purposes of Hero Can Sword coming to Confucian Xiaoshengxian Manor is to ask Master Xun, in order to break through the last hurdle of becoming a god and return with enlightenment.
I don’t know how the Broken Sword Hero is practicing now?
Feixue Nuxia also lives nearby and has been taking care of sister Wan'er. With all kinds of things, it can be said that it is quiet and comfortable. Tianming likes the life here very much.
But..., I don't know where Zhao Shui and the others are now?
I heard from Zhao Shui that Senior Ji Yanran would take her to travel across the Xia to enhance her knowledge, refine what she has learned, and then practice diligently to understand Yin and Yang.
I calculated in my mind that it would take a month or two.
I wonder how Zhao Shui is doing now?
With this thought in mind, my eyes fell on Mr. Fu Nian, here... Confucian disciples rarely come here, because Master Xun said that if there is nothing important, if you come to make trouble, you will be kicked out directly.
Not just talk, over the past few years, some disciples also broke in, and Master Xun hung them all on the tree, thinking that they were just chatting in the Little Saint Xian Manor.
Of course, for Mr. Fu Nian, that problem does not exist.