Attack on the Seven Star Platform

"...Within the Yang Rite, Li overcame Qian, Dui overcame Zhen; within the Yin Rite, Kun overcame Kan, Ze overcame Gen—among these seven forms lay the method by which Yin utterly slew Yang..." "Now that you mention it, Daoran, I recall the Kan trigram–Mountain Li trigram orientation in the Golden Bamboo Array Essentials, the Hong Luan Water Method within it. A single change in the first line was recorded as a push; when the Two Rites were paired, there were heights and lows." "This method is excellent!" "Then... alter the formation here. Open the Rest Gate here, forming the image of the Giant Gate. It can bring forth Qian and Gen generating each other, Kun and Dui generating each other..." Everyone present was still shocked by that move of Liu Qingyi. Who would have thought that this eminent Buddhist monk would, in a fit of shame and rage, strike from behind? After leaving the city, Zhang Fan hurried back along a main road, racing at top speed toward Yangzhou City. Translated, those words meant: Your sect's teachings may be formidable, but you are no match for us at all. If you do not leave now, you will surely die later. "I rejoice that His Majesty does not punish this minister for the crime of reckless speech." Yi let out a breath of relief. It seemed these words had moved Li Shimin; next, he apparently would not need to lay out facts and reason to persuade the emperor before him. Shi trembled as she shook her head. If she suddenly saw a real replica gun at school, she would very likely faint on the spot. Merely imagining that scene made her stomach contract, and her body could not help bending over. Liu Qingyi truly meant well. He had seen through Su Xuyuan's