Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 735 Gossip decides the universe, good and bad luck make great achievements

The imaginary attack did not hit the child's body. When he recovered, he suddenly found that the monk who had chased behind him just now had disappeared.

The child slowly raised his head, and suddenly found that standing in front of him was a little monk not much older than himself.

The boy was so stunned that he forgot to get up from the ground.

Just lying on the ground like that, with his head up and his mouth open, he stared at the little monk who suddenly fell from the sky.

He felt that the little monk was about the same age as himself, at most eleven or twelve years old.

Even looking up from a boy's point of view, the little monk's chin is still a little baby fat.

But the little cultivator looked like a mature young man, with his feet firmly on his horse, and his hands were slowly punching a set of weird punches, so slowly that he couldn't see any lethality at all.

If it was normal, when boys saw the little monk practicing such fists and kicks, they would definitely laugh at him for putting on airs.

But right now, the boy couldn't smile at all.

Because, he suddenly discovered that the red-eyed monk who was chasing after him just now had disappeared.

The little monk had a serious face, and he was always meticulously punching that set of slow fists and kicks.

Around the little monk and the boy, a misty white mist continued to spread out.

But where did the red-eyed monk who chased him down just now go?

Just when the boy was suspicious, he suddenly saw another red-eyed monk jumping out from the side street.

The red-eyed monk turned his head and saw the little monk and the boy.

The blood-red eyes flickered fiercely, rushing towards the two of them.

The little boy hugged the little monk's ankle in fright, and his whole body instantly fell on the little monk's leg in a standard pendant posture.

The little monk was not affected at all, seeing that the fierce red-eyed monk was about to attack him with the qi in the palm of his hand, the little monk was too high with his left arm, and slowly drew a semicircle with his right hand.

At the same time as the long palm wind waved, a dense white mist escaped from the palm at the same time.

The supposedly illusory white mist, like a real snow-white satin, flickered away the red-eyed monk's attacks.

While the boy was stunned, the little monk drew a semicircle with his left hand, followed by his right hand slowly, and another thick white mist swayed out...

The red-eyed cultivator who charged across the road felt blocked by an invisible qi wall in front of him, and his whole body was involuntarily pushed aside.

In the boy's sight, the red-eyed monk was blocked by the "fog wall" released by the little monk, and he was pushed to nowhere.

The little boy stared blankly at the little friar, who was walking steadily, with a serious expression, and a little baby fat on his chin, suddenly felt a deep admiration in his heart...

At this moment, in the streets and alleys of the entire Juyan Castle, there are monks who descended from the sky like little monks, gaiting steadily, and waving strange boxing skills calmly and gracefully.

From the palms of their fists, there is a soft and endless white mist, intercepting and blocking those crazy monks who want to attack people...

Above the heads of these monks shrouded in white mist, on the leaf boat in the mid-air of Juyan Castle.

Yan Yan closed her eyes and looked inside, releasing all her attention into her spiritual consciousness.

In her consciousness, amidst the shrouded white mist, all the disciples of the White Mist Palace are following her to practice the same set of boxing techniques.

Under everyone's feet, there is a black and white Yin-Yang Pisces composed of a Tai Chi diagram, slowly rotating.

In the real world, over the Juyan Castle, thick clouds also faintly form a huge picture of Taiji Pisces, slowly rotating over the entire Juyan Castle...

Yi You Tai Chi,

It is the birth of two instruments,

Two appearances give birth to four images,
Four images produce gossip,
Gossip determines good and bad,
Good luck and bad luck make a great cause...

It is the Taijiquan method that Yanyan is passing on to the disciples of the White Mist Hall at this moment.

With the combination of rigidity and softness of Tai Chi, Yan Yan combined with Baiwu Temple's first jujitsu method, the Cloud Formation, to form the mixed formation that can overcome rigidity with softness - Tai Chi Cloud Formation.

Taijiquan method, although it looks simple on the surface, contains the origin of all things, and it is the natural way to rule the sky.

At this moment, monsters are rampant in the city, and ordinary people are deeply trapped in it. A hard attack will hurt innocent people. If you lose one thousand enemies and eight hundred, you will not do it!

She then thought of using the technique of tai chi and softness, combined with the trapped cloud array, to separate those monks controlled by monsters from ordinary people, and then deal with them, so as to avoid harming innocent people and solve the big problem in front of them Bureau.

However, when Yanyan circulated the pure spiritual energy in her body and led the disciples of the Baiwu Temple to practice Tai Chi skills, there was a slight opportunity between the heaven and the earth that could not be detected by the mortal body.

Canghua in Xumi Realm slowly raised his eyes.

He felt an extremely familiar feeling of admiration.

That was a power that came from a more distant prehistoric, so ancient that even gods like them almost forgot.

Holy power.

He raised his head, and cast his gaze somewhere far away in the void, a rare daze appeared in his dark purple eyes.

Canghua can be sure that what is released by that opportunity is definitely not the power of gods, but the power of saints.

It was the stalwart power he had followed day and night, the one he was very familiar with, and the power from ancient times.

but……

How can this be?

The only person who becomes a saint in this world is Xi Shener.

What Canghua doesn't know is that on the earth where Yanyan once lived, "Yi" is regarded as a national treasure, the essence of the philosophical thinking of the first sage through the ages, and it is a classic masterpiece that almost all lovers of Chinese studies can't avoid.

According to legend, "Yi" was created by Fuxi, one of the ancient gods.

Fuxi sensed the heaven and the earth, the four seasons are in harmony, deduced from the natural avenue, derived the gossip, previewed the number of days for future generations of human race, and became the foundation of all subsequent numerology.

At the beginning of Taiji, it evolved from Fuxi's "Book of Changes".

In the great way of the underworld, the six people are formed in time, the universe changes, and each is in the right life.

At this moment, Yanyan is concentrating on the inner world of spiritual consciousness, guiding the disciples to put down the chaos.

Ah Gui guarded Ye Zhou closely.

Yanyan can only look inside at this moment, but has no time to defend himself. He needs to protect Yanyan's dharma, in case monks come up to disturb him.

This is related to the lives of the disciples of the entire White Mist Hall below, and there cannot be a single mistake.

But at this moment, in a small courtyard somewhere in the city, Ba Yiniang was sitting in the center of the formation, her face was pale, and her trembling hands kept twisting out one after another of the blessings.

However, when those seals were first cast, they were blown away by a wisp of fresh air before they entered the formation to exert their effectiveness.

Ba Yiniang's hands trembled more and more, and the seals she drew became weaker and weaker. She only drew half of the last seal, and opened her mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted forward.

The whole person fell to the ground at the same time.

Miao Jingchen, who was standing beside the formation, asked in surprise, "Can you still hold on?"

Immediately, he urged with red eyes: "Those monks outside are bound by something, we need more people to break out of the tight encirclement, baby, you must persevere, our great cause has been accomplished, we are only one step away, we must not fall short what!"

At this moment, a monk came down from Yujian suddenly in mid-air.

The monk came to Miao Jingchen, saluted respectfully, and showed joy on his face: "Returning to the second master, the Miao family has successfully settled in the Qi mansion, and the subordinates have seen it with their own eyes."

(End of this chapter)