Times have changed.
All things are renewed.
Green-robed Scholar was chatting with the beautiful woman, smiling, but he saw a look of worry in Emperor Wa's eyes. Fuxi naturally knew what Emperor Wa was worried about. He held the teacup in his hand, took a sip of tea, glanced across the front, and saw the closed Treasury Chamber.
It wasn't just his eyes that dropped from time to time.
Even Ran Deng the Daoist, Old Green Ox who had nothing to do here basking in the sun, and even little Dragon Maiden who occasionally 'passed by' here couldn't help but look at that house.
Nine years.
Nine years ago, Qi WuHuo walked into this quiet room and sat peacefully.
Nine years ago, his aura had dropped from the peak to the weakest level, like a mortal. But in the past nine years, his aura has become more than weak like an ordinary person.
It has been damaged again and again, gradually disappearing.
Especially recently, Fuxi has hardly been able to detect the aura of the Daoist. If it weren't for the [existence] of Qi WuHuo in his eyes, he would have almost thought that the Daoist was about to die of old age!
Emperor Wa finally couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Wuhuo, why hasn't he come out yet?"
Old Green Ox shook his head and looked over. Even Ran Deng the Daoist stopped sweeping. The medicine spirit that looked like young Daoist blinked. They all looked at Fuxi. The only one who could answer this question was the casual man in green shirt.
Fuxi remained silent for a long time and said, "The time is not yet up."
There's not enough time yet...
Empress Nuwa, Ran Deng the Daoist and Old Green Ox were all chewing on this sentence in their hearts. Their faces looked sad, complicated, and they also doubted whether Green-robed Scholar was deliberately trying to create a confusion. After all, trying to pry a truth out of his mouth was even harder than climbing to the sky.
But think about it again, after all, this is what Empress Nuwa asked, and even Emperor Xi would not lie or deliberately cover up this issue.
Thinking of this, I felt a little depressed again, looked at the sky, and sighed sadly.
Melancholy, melancholy.
I was so melancholy that I had no energy to even ruminate.
Fuxi raised his head and looked at the sky. His eyes turned into vertical pupils, cold and clear. The flow and change of Human Dao Destiny had reached its limit. There was no need to doubt this. But at this point, the emergence of Qi WuHuo had little to do with the prosperity of Human Dao Destiny.
It was the same reason why his cultivation had advanced rapidly and reached [True Lord] when he left the Sanqing sect.
At that time, Qi WuHuo was following the path of [coming into being, responding to calamity].
Now, the fortune has been fulfilled and the future is in jeopardy.
Of course, the Daoist has not yet taken this step, but when it will come, even Emperor Xi is a little unsure. This seems to involve the direction and foundation of Yu or Qing's path. Although its momentum has not soared into the sky, its deep foundation has been demonstrated.
If that step comes, it will be as natural as the wind blowing against a weeping willow, like a sword being unsheathed or a crossbow being strung tensely and fiercely, and then it will be taken naturally. And now, although Human Dao Destiny is perfect, it has no enemy.
It can't be the case.
"The spring snow has not melted, the icebergs have not disappeared, the birds have not broken their shells, and the beasts have not cried and roared, it is not without destiny."
"It's out of time."
"The time has not come, the time has not come..."
Green-robed Scholar looked in the direction of Qi WuHuo and sighed.
A full nine years have passed since the gray-haired old man walked into it.
First there were three seventeen years, making a total of fifty-one years.
Nine more spring and autumn years passed.
In front of Fuxi's eyes, he seemed to see the black-haired and high-spirited young Daoist who had a wooden hairpin a dozen years ago. But now in this human capital Treasury Chamber, he was just wearing a black robe, with a wrinkled face, and gray-haired old man with his eyes closed.
The period of time has arrived, when will you come out of seclusion, and when will you open your eyes?
With such great potential, where do you want to go?
What to do again?
Fuxi lowered his head, his hands trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Ah--
It has to be said that after such a long time, I feel the same excitement again as if I were facing the same thing as before. Apart from the excitement, there is even a kind of fear, an instinct to intercept this 'ritual', which belongs to the ancient snake of destruction, the most dangerous and vicious god.
He raised his head and looked at the peaceful sky.
, what to do?
"Where is this final disaster?"
The wind blows through the sky, birds fly across the earth, people walk on the road, wild beasts gallop in the mountains and fields, everything follows the path of nature, and the bells under Treasury Chamber jingle.
The gray-haired old man is sitting in front of him with his eyes closed.
Breathing is almost nonexistent.
Loss after loss, gradually approaching inaction.
I am also in heaven and earth.
"Holy Your Majesty the Human Emperor, eternal for eternity."
"Immortal with the heaven and earth, and live as long as the sun and the moon!"
The gray-haired veteran saluted with a bit of compliment, but also with a bit of fanaticism, but the last words he said were a bit surprising. He said, "I am old and frail, and can no longer follow your majesty. I beg your majesty to take pity on me and allow me to retire and return to my hometown after decades of meritorious service."
Li Weifeng Open your eyes.
He is eighty years old, with gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and his eyes seem to have become a bit cloudy. He no longer has the heroic spirit of his youth, and is no longer majestic in his middle age. It is winter and the weather is cold. He is huddled on the Imperial Seat wearing thick clothes and carrying a Jade Ruyi and a heater.
If you practice Human Dao Destiny, you will not live forever.
Different from the rest of the human race, Human Emperor needs to accommodate and control this power, which is equivalent to integrating the souls and wills of all peoples into one body. It will naturally be impacted, diluted, and affected. Today, Human Emperor is extremely old. Only the sharp edge that flashed when his eyes opened and closed told all those with evil intentions that this old man.
Human Emperor, who has experienced the most turbulent times in the world for tens of thousands of years, is still a majestic person who cannot be underestimated. Li Weifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the courtier in front of him, and said in a low voice, "How many years have you been following me..."
The old minister sighed with emotion, "I am young and have no ambitions. When I met you, I was already forty years old. The sage said that at the age of forty, you will not be confused. At that time, the road in front of me was uncertain, and my heart was not free from doubts. If I had not met you, I would not be able to achieve anything now."
"Although I have practiced martial arts during this period of time, it has been a lot of work, and my practice must be done with pure thoughts. Although I can live for more than a hundred years by relying on my cultivation, my life is already approaching. I have fulfilled my ambition, my family and my country have been repaid. This life is perfect, and there is nothing more to ask for."
"It's just that a few days ago, when the autumn scenery was beautiful, I went out and saw the young people's footsteps as light as flying, and the paper kites were flying in the autumn. When I returned home, I remembered my youth. When I was a youth, I was high-spirited and thought about being a heroic hero in the world and enjoying the beautiful scenery, breeze and bright moon in the world. Now I am a hundred years old, and my time is running out."
"I can't help but feel sad and shed tears. I just hope that Your Majesty can grant my last wish."
"Qingfeng, bright moon..."
The old Li Weifeng whispered something, and the memory of a century ago seemed to have been hazy. He lowered his eyes, and the Jade Ruyi in his hand tapped his knees lightly, looking at the minister in front of him - this was the veteran minister who initially persuaded him to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor. He was extremely talented and talented, and loved the people like a son. His analysis of the situation at that time annoyed him.
He was so angry that he picked up the solid wood chessboard and hit it on his head, causing blood to flow profusely.
At that time, Mingxin and Little Medicine Spirit also saw it.
They brought the best chestnuts they had picked outside, and then lit a fire to roast the chestnuts in the side hall of the palace.
It's really strange. It has been so long, and we haven't seen each other for sixty years, but when I think about it, it seems like it happened yesterday. Li Weifeng lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the once prosperous minister in front of him, and sighed, "You are getting old too."
"Yes, as the world goes by, even though one has practice and one's physical strength is light and strong, one's lifespan is not infinite after all."
"Even Jixia Academy's master is already old. He is no more than a mere mortal. How can he not grow old?"
Li Weifeng sighed and allowed the ministers to retreat.
This old minister who had gone through the most turbulent changes in the world finally knelt down and kowtowed heavily, just like the forty-year-old scholar from a poor family who had accomplished nothing, when he was most desperate, he knelt down to the sharp-edged young man Prince Qin and said, "Master, retire."
Before he could finish a sentence, tears were already streaming down his face.
Li Weifeng lowered his eyes, seemed to be asleep, and just waved his hand weakly.
Letting one's ministers seem to be letting one's past go.
The winter sun was getting colder, Li Weifeng felt a little cold, and asked about the master. When others hesitated to ask who the master was, the old man slowly recalled that in these nine years, Qiu had become famous all over the world, and had completely established his position, which was enough to shock the world for five hundred years.
When people today mention the Master, they only think of this old man with seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples. But for Li Weifeng, there is only one Master in his mouth. In his hand, Jade Ruyi tapped the head of the attendant a little, and he seemed to mumble with a little dissatisfaction:
"Which Master?"
"My wife is naturally Qi WuHuo, Master Qi."
"Oh, Master, he doesn't come out much today. There are rumors in the world..." The waiter's voice paused, as if he realized something, so he didn't dare to continue.
Li Weifeng looked at him and said, "What is the message?"
"I dare not say it."
Li Weifeng lowered his eyes and said nothing, but Human Emperor, the kind of person who has been in power for a long time and has been in charge of the world for a long time, sitting and watching the turbulence, pushing the entire era to the most unparalleled prosperity, has a majestic look in his eyes. The guard has seen fighting before, but now his face is pale, and he is half-kneeling on the ground, saying:
"They say that Master has not left Treasury Chamber for nine years. They say that Master..."
"The Master has gone."
"Master is gone?"
"Oh, you ridiculous fool!"
Li Weifeng was suddenly furious and threw it hard. The Jade Ruyi in his hand hit the ground with a loud sound, which frightened all the ministers and made them kneel on the ground, trembling and frightened. He didn't dare to say anything, but the old Human Emperor didn't say anything, nor did he criticize anyone harshly. He regained his composure and asked his attendants to pick up Jade Ruyi who fell on the ground.
Li Weifeng Walked alone in the high vermilion-walled courtyard of the palace, his steps slowed down.
He didn't know why he was angry.
Maybe it was because of old age, maybe because of the death of an old friend, or maybe just because that Daoist priest almost represented and symbolized his magnificent life. Li Weifeng wanted to find his sister, but Grand Princess Li Qiongyu had already become a monk in the Daoist temple of Dingyan Peak more than ten years ago.
There is no anger or harshness, no blame.
When she finally left, she took her time and was quietly cultivating in the Daoist temple.
And many other ministers respect and fear him. Although many of his descendants are not incompetent, they are not as good as King Wei Wu Li Zhai, nor as good as Duke Wen Shang Li Hui. He himself is just an ordinary person, but the children seem to be not as good as him. They may be more afraid of his father than being close to him.
Where are my friends?
My good friend Ming Xin has not seen her again for a while.
As he walked in the snowy palace, he suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. The vast world and the passing time had left him behind. He could vaguely hear his heirs talking about the future emperor.
On the surface, they are brothers and sisters, but in fact, they are planning various power competitions in their hearts.
I don't know why, but it always feels familiar.
Perhaps these things will not change from beginning to end, or even in the future far away.
Li Weifeng took a breath, raised his head, and looked at the sky--
He is the Human Emperor of this era, and his position and importance in the operation of the human system is no less than any one of the Nine Cauldrons. Looking at the sky at this moment, with the status of Human Emperor, he can vaguely feel the countless malicious looks outside the Human Dao Destiny formation.
"Heh... is it a fairy in the sky?"
Li Weifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, the chaos in Jinzhou more than seventy years ago...
His thoughts paused.
Suddenly he laughed at himself and said in an old voice, "Did the Jinzhou Rebellion happen more than seventy years ago?" That was enough time for a weak dynasty to become prosperous, it was the span from birth to death for a person, and it was enough time for what was once unforgettable to become a few words in a book.
But for Li Weifeng, it is real and exists in this past history.
"The chaos in Jinzhou is also the result of immortals...Human Dao Destiny's way is like a great formation, but this formation is still not complete, and there is still one last step left..."
"Completely reverse the situation."
"Feng Shan?"
Li Weifeng Holding Jade Ruyi with both hands, it was like holding a sword. This old and dying old man showed an indescribable vigor and a vast and solemn aura like a mountain - he knew that he was about to reach the end of his life, and he knew that his sons might not be as good as him.
I know that this great formation protects the world, but I cannot rely solely on the protection of this formation forever.
Knowing that once the last step is completed, the formations and rituals of the human world will change, Feng Shan heaven and earth will turn from defense to offense, and the immortals and gods in the sky will eventually come to this world, the twilight Canglong Human Emperor said, "Come."
The [God] gathered between heaven and earth Human Dao Destiny appeared in front of Human Emperor.
Human Dao Destiny Investiture of the Gods Ritual has been in power for a period of time, so naturally it is impossible to hide it from Li Weifeng.
this Human Dao Destiny The gods bowed in front of Human Emperor.
The old old man was silent for a long time and just said calmly:
"Feng Shan."
Human Dao Destiny The gods looked at each other in astonishment.
Immediately I heard the voice of Li Weifeng said calmly--
"Bring me a message to Zhuzi."
Human Emperor's voice was old and deep. He looked at where the immortals in the heavens was and said:
"I want Feng Shan heaven and earth to be on Mount Tai."
"You should proceed accordingly and gather your disciples under Mount Tai, saying, I will prepare enough opponents for them to discuss the Tao, and say, after Feng Shan this time, the Hundred Schools of Thought, determine the order of seats before and after."
"Female three sects, nine streams, and three levels of hundreds of schools."
!!!
These humanistic gods looked at the Human Emperor in front of them. For some reason, they felt an undercurrent of power, an indescribable Spirit Charm, which made them almost feel out of breath, and their bodies were slightly stiff.
Like a mountain rain, the wind is filling the building!
Like thunder, it is about to burst!
The heart was beating wildly and the body was stiff.
And Human Emperor, who was ordinary but had struggled tenaciously all his life, smiled, stood up, his sleeves and robes hanging down, he was already skinny, but his back was still straight. He looked at the sky and spoke slowly. At this moment, he didn't realize that he finally said the same words as King Wei Wu at his peak because of his own heart:
"We should put an end to this matter for our generation. Master's Jiuding Destiny Great Formation has protected us for a long time. However, we cannot rely on the protection of the formation forever. The human race should not be anyone's vassal, let alone rely only on Jiuding."
"The only thing that truly protects the world is the heart and spirit of the human race!"
"This is the last line of defense!"
"In this way, even if there is another disaster and the Nine Cauldrons collapse, our successors can create a second and third one."
"Before I leave, I will complete this matter. All the people in the world, the Hundred Schools of Thought, will cast their hearts for this!"
Create a heart for the common people!
The Human Dao Destiny gods didn't know why, their scalps suddenly became numb, as if thunder was running. There was no Human Dao Destiny rising, but they felt a natural suppression at this moment. They saw the old Human Emperor's eyes were calm, he raised the Jade Ruyi in his hand, pointed at the sky, and said softly:
"In my life, my talent is not as good as my sister's, and my kindness is not as good as my friends'. I lose to You Li, and I lose to Wen Shang. I am not as good as King Wei Wu. I am controlled by others and try my best. Today's prosperous world only depends on your help."
"I have nothing worth boasting about. Even all the strength used in this last step was Master's preparation. But this is the only thing I have to do, and I will spend my whole life failing."
He whispered, "God--"
"It's time to defeat me once!"