Rebirth Dominator

Every time a child is dropped, the general trend and the chess game have a chain reaction. In Yi Yan's eyes, he can see the thousands of horses and horses in the chess game, and hundreds of thousands of people are fighting to fight.

He could see blood flowing into the river, tens of thousands of ordinary people buried in a military disaster, and the noble princes and ancestors with swords, which stained the whole world and his eyes.

The clusters were like rain, and thousands of soldiers accompanied the roar and killing intentions, sweeping the world, making him feel deafened.

The witches cast magical powers to destroy the city walls, the blood of the witches sacrificed thousands of people cursed the king of huan, the monk cut off the river with a sword, and various scenes continued to be reflected on the chess board.

Each chess piece represents the princes of the world, the monks of the Great Witch and the disciples of his sages, and also determines the fate of millions of people.

Yi Yan panted violently, sweating all over, holding Zhiling and the chessboard, and dared not fall for a long time.

Because one step was wrong, that was the scourge of the world, and the blood red was pressed against him with endless souls, making him tremble with fear and fear of falling.

He has never played such a thrilling chess game, nor has he spent so much time looking forward and backward, nor has he felt the fear of falling down.

However, when he hesitated, Feng Sheng stubbornly fell.

"The situation is ever-changing, and the timing is fleeting. When you look ahead and look back, the outcome is fixed!"

"It's a big world...not waiting for anyone!"

Yi Yan's face changed greatly, with a horrified horror: "Stop!"

But the hand didn't stay at all. The executive pressed the chessboard, and in an instant, the situation collapsed, and the blood and black reflected in the sky.

Mountains and rivers change color, and rivers and mountains change easily.

The central Dahuan dynasty collapsed in front of Yi Yan's eyes, split, separatist, melee, annexation, and the war spread across the world. At this time, the northern demon and the nomadic barbarian mixed with the demon rushed into the middle earth with the army, and the Iwakuni was destroyed. .

Among the millions of mountains in the southwest, the imperial warriors defeated the chanting country by thousands of monsters, the world was in chaos, and the world was transformed into purgatory.

The light dissipated, and the two were still sitting in the side house of Xundu Academy, and everything was like a dream bubble, disappearing without a trace.

Only Yi Yan's face was pale, and his hand still held the posture of stubbornness. It had not fallen for a long time, and his mind was still immersed in the discoloration of the mountains and rivers, and the whole human race was destroyed and ruined.

Although he knew that it was only one possibility in the world, it also made him unable to release his heart.

The two sat quietly, sitting on the front of their necks, one was pale and dignified, and the other looked indifferent, but it seemed to shine in the mountains and rivers.

Yi Yan looked at Feng Sheng: "Feng Sheng wants to tell me that the Academy is not only shouldering the responsibility of evangelism, but also stabilizing the death of humanity and luck."

Fang Xiu turned his head to look at the painting hanging on the wall, headed by himself, followed by his familiar Zhuang Li, and Yi Shang who he had never seen before, divided into young people, middle-aged people, and old people.

"Xuegong masters the luck of literature and morals, and is responsible for the enlightenment of the world. The students and disciples are all over the world. Although there is no one who has the power to pass the world, it affects the general flow of the world everywhere!"

"This time the yin is reopened, the gods are enshrined, and the world's reincarnation is perfected. It is not only the opportunity of pure Shinto and Immortal Dao, nor the feast of the so-called monks, demons, and ghosts."

"But the biggest change in humanity!"

Fang Xiu glanced away from the painting and looked at Yi Yan. He looked like Yi Yan, the grandfather of Fang Xiu, but at this moment he was like a schoolchild, as if the young man in front of him was his grandfather.

The master of the old school was fully respected and taught, fearing that he might have missed a word.

"Who can control the **** of the world, the master of mountains and rivers, can control the human luck, and it also affects the situation of dynasty alternation and innovation of Yi Ding."

"Let it allow the Immortal Dao monks, witch sacrifices, and witches to dominate Shinto. I am afraid that thousands of human races will be enslaved by them. If they fall into the hands of the demon and the evil spirits, it may be that the humane dynasty collapses, and even the human races will die in an instant! "

Speaking of which, Confucius Yi Yan thought of the chess game just now, his face changed, and he finally settled down.

The state of mind that was influenced by the arrival of Feng Sheng was stabilized by the determination in the heart.

"Feng Sheng's words, disciples bear in mind!"

"I will never tolerate this world and fall to such a state!"

Fang Xiu nodded and stood up, his docile tunic robe straightened.

The window of the side house opened, and you could see the beautiful scenery outside the window. The osmanthus tree in the courtyard outside had been turned into an ancient tree, which he planted with his own hands.

The young saplings, after being watered by six generations of Confucius, became one of the symbols of Xundu Academy.

Fang Xiu stood still, his eyes seemed to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw the entire Dahuan and thousands of people.

"My school's sons and sages, as assistant kings, built literary temples everywhere, sealed the gods of the world, and suppressed humane luck!"

"The sages of the Confucian Temple, the sages, the sages, and the students of millions of disciples suppress the world, occupy the geographical momentum of mountains and rivers, enjoy humane luck, and rest with humanity!"

At this time, Fang Xiu turned back suddenly, revealing the question in the vicissitudes of his eyes, as if torturing Yi Yan's determination and courage.

"If you lose, you will lose the world! Wen Yun is defeated, and humane luck will fall!"

"Success! Ru is the Four Saints of the Temple of Literature-Yi Sheng!"

Yi Yanxing lay prostrate on the ground: "Only!"

Fang Xiu smiled on his face and handed out the preaching jade jade from his sleeve. At this moment, the white and flawless jade jade has been turned into a holy tool to suppress the Wenyun, and the Dao Dao spirit light blooms from it.

Confucius Yi Yan crossed his hands and took the preaching jade jade, as if he had taken the sage's way and human luck!

At the moment when he took the preaching jade, Feng Sheng dissipated into the air and dispersed into the air.

The strong wind blew, and the osmanthus tree in the courtyard rustled. The osmanthus and the flower rain merged into one, sweeping towards the sky and dispersing into a crystal rainbow.

Xundu Xuegong rang a big bell, which rang throughout Xundu, allowing thousands of Xun people to stop in the distance.

Confucius Yi Yan entered the palace personally, met Wang Huan, as well as Dazai and Taishi, and dropped his first son, laying the world's first move.

The scholars, sages, and disciples who had been scattered all over the world came back in a few months and gathered in Xundu. Xundu Xuegong had not seen such a grand scene for many years.

Originally fighting each other endlessly, even the hatred was quite deep. Apart from the Three Saints, the academies that did not recognize the sages of the other schools were re-condensed together.

The sixth Confucius of Xundu Xuegong held the preaching jade slip, UU reading www.uukanshu. com opened a new chapter belonging to Xundu Academy and Wendao.

When princes, witch offerings, gas cultivators, alchemists and other practitioners stepped into the world, the demons and demons all began to practice moral virtue, confusing all beings, and wanting to become gods.

Under the decree of the King of Huan, the temple of Emperor Longqiu was built in all parts of Dahuan, and it was magnificent, attracting the attention of many people. The layout and movement of this emperor of Longqiu must not be concerned about the changes in Shinto. People do not pay attention.

And quietly, not countlessly, along with a short distance away, there is also the Temple of Literature of Xundu Academy, among the large and small academic palaces, private schools, and public schools, they have also started to worship three. Saints and sons of various families.

The Three Saints and the sons and wise men were put on the altar to enjoy the incense of all beings.

A large number of disciples in the palace, or one of the enlightenment parties or the governing party, when the merits are remarkable, they can naturally get the sense of Shinto. Able to enjoy the incense of saints in the Temple of Literature together.

Although most of them are land, city gods, or unknown gods of mountains and rivers, few people become masters of that famous mountain and river, but the number far exceeds that of monks.