"This snow lotus is not yet mature, the Yin and Yang family has been inherited from ancient times, can there be a secret method to help consummation?"

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost.

The Taoist Tao is also like this, yin and yang complement each other, and the universe can be broken, and the Taiji can be broken, and the supreme wonder of the infinite is perfect.

The three doppelgangers of the differentiation have already traveled to the other three areas, and the deity's gaze has fallen on this snow lotus here, if it is a thousand years...... When there is a vision.

But this snow lotus didn't have it, and because of this, he looked at Donghuang Taiyi curiously.

"The snow lotus takes root next to the volcano, absorbs the power of the earth's veins and the extreme yang to the rigid, smelts the power of the snow mountain from the extreme yin to the cold, blends with each other without scale, and blesses the snow lotus with subtlety."

"If you want to help Snow Lotus quickly complete, the Yin and Yang Family's "Nine Palaces and Ten Thousand Transformations" can do it."

"Now...... Not the timing. ”

Donghuang Taiyi whispered, as simple and distant as the old one, people can't figure out more deep meanings, this snow lotus can naturally help grow with secret methods.

Can...... Snow Lotus has achieved a thousand-year-old vision, when there is a different kind of power to swing out of the enchantment, attracting others to peep, although he is not afraid, after all, there is some trouble.

Moreover...... At this moment, there are two Taoist masters with extremely strong cultivation on his side.

"It's really not the best time."

Zhou Qingming came to his senses and looked into the distance, where ...... At this moment, it turned into a Shura field, and under the staggering of the four fierce and wild divine eagles, the Mo family disciples and peasant disciples who came here had almost no power to fight back.

Most of them were lost in an instant, and many of the remaining disciples gathered around the two entrance martial artists to seek shelter.

Lu Pillow Lang stood in the void, the red light of the blazing extreme sun spread under his body, and his hands evolved a strange seal, which was transformed into it with the method of the Mo family's guarding, and a hemispherical defensive light mask was born out of thin air.

With the support of the power of your own origin, resist the giant claw attack, giant beak attack, and long sound rhythm attack of the Condor.

The people of the peasant family not far away were the same, gathering on the side of Ye Lao, supporting with the power of Shennong to resist the attack of the Divine Eagle.

can only defend passively, and can't take the initiative to attack, it's really that the divine eagle is too flexible, and with the clamp of those ordinary cultivators around him, he can't exert his strength at all.

"Huh?"

"There!"

The top of the snow-capped mountain that has not melted for thousands of years in the unsalty mountain, under the clear sun, suddenly appeared...... Bright lights, with the refraction of void clouds and mist, spread the entire void of the sacred land of the Donghu tribe as much as possible.

The giant eagle roared, rippling in the void in all directions!

Bright light, shining in the ten directions!

All kinds of rainbow light, intertwined and mixed in the depths of the clouds and mist!

……

All kinds of scenes, in an instant, the people of the hundred families who had already rushed to the sacred land at this moment were shocked, and then they were overjoyed, and then they were shocked, couldn't there be someone there already?

In the depths of the mountain path in the eastern corner, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying black and white blades, was up and down, rippling gossip retrograde swordsmanship.

Behind...... The blood was already flowing all over the ground, and he was dead in the Donghu barbarian land in front of him, and his spiritual sense tried his best to reach out, raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and disappeared in place in a step.

The sacred place can be regarded as the core place of the Donghu tribe.

For thousands of years, this place has been the center, multiplying and spreading around.

At the top of the snow-capped mountain, where the heavenly pond is located, the warm spring water flows down the fixed trajectory, straight into the earth under thousands of zhang, and the waterhole is pure and flawless.

On the empty boulder land beside it, a Donghu people dressed in fur furs, wearing feathers on their heads, and their faces painted with various stone colors are gathering together.

In the center, an elderly man, armed with a wooden staff, is dressed in a cloak made of the feathers of the eagle, and his face is full of totemic images.

Looking up to the sky and roaring, his mouth said a rhyme that was difficult for the people of Zhuxia to understand.

Many Donghu people in the surrounding area, including men, women, old and young, ...... all eyes gathered on the high priest, the sacred place changed, and the ethnic group was terrified.

"Kill!"

"There are really a lot of good things in these barbarian warehouses outside the Saiwai, and those divine grasses are hundreds of years old, and it is a success to transport them back."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the distance, a sturdy man of the Donghu tribe spilled blood, his burly body flew upside down on the stone wall in the distance, and the blade of the sword slashed through the void, and those Donghu tribesmen had no power to fight back.

At that time, a figure dressed in Zhuxia clothes walked into it quickly, with the slightest joy on his face, and all kinds of blood were already flowing on the sword in his hand.

This is where the Donghu people are!

It's also where the barbarians outside the Seychelles are!

If it is a person from Zhuxia, it is impossible to say that he will talk about benevolence and etiquette, as for the barbarians outside the Saiwai, then there is no need for this at all, and the weak people sit on such a treasure mountain.

There is only one ending.

"It's just that those women are too ugly, and they still smell like they, Lao Tzu really can't bear to do it, and he has no interest at all, and when he goes back this time, he will definitely go to Linzi to have a good time."

One person laughed loudly, and traveled all the way to the Donghu tribe, and he had already obtained a lot of good things, all kinds of goods, all kinds of precious furs, and all kinds of precious herbs.

All of them are of good value.

"Hurry up, when we finish dealing with them, we will also go to the top of the snow mountain to find the thousand-year-old snow lotus, sure enough, there is that opportunity, we are also the first class powerhouse of Zhuxia."

"Everything will be available by then."

The person next to him also laughed, their cultivation was only at the innate level, and they were all some distance away from turning into gods, if they had a glimpse of the rumored thousand-year-old snow lotus, it was a little whimsical.

But what if?

In case you encounter a thousand-year-old snow lotus, it will be a chance.

It can help the martial artist break through the entrance, and that level is rare in Zhuxia for thousands of years.

"Don't say it, hurry up, get rid of these people in front of you."

Another person stepped forward with a sword, the sword light was horizontal, and the sword was sprinkled horizontally, and the core of the entire Donghu tribe quickly turned into nothing, turning into a place where blood flowed.

The pristine pools in the distance are red.

"Senior brother!"

"Is it a bit too much?"

Among the peers, a group of people with Confucian crowns and long boots, exuding a heroic aura all over their bodies, holding long swords, looking at the scene in front of them, they were all a little unbearable, these Donghu people are all defenseless people.

But he was slaughtered alive in the hands of those Yan Zhao rangers and hundreds of families.

It's really ...... Cruel!

I can't bear to look at it.

"Zi said: If people from afar are not satisfied, they will cultivate Wende, and if they come, they will be safe!"

"The junior brother thinks that in these barbarians outside the Saiwai, they can be benevolent and courteous, and if they are not satisfied, they will be recruited with domineering, and then they will be subdued with virtue."

"With the wind of Zhuxia to accept the barbarians, for three generations, no one has been heard of turning into a barbarian."

One person was holding a gentleman's sword, looking at the bloody scene in front of him, and there was a strong killing aura between his noses, and his viscera was tumbling for it, which was very unbearable.

With the words of the patriarch and Meng Kezi, there are also a lot of conflicts, everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, although these barbarians do not understand the summer style.

There is no need to kill like this, and it is completely possible to teach with virtue first.

"Zi said: The benevolent love others."

"The benevolent person is also the virtue of the person, so it is said: I want to establish people, and I want to reach people!"

"The way of Confucianism has a long way to go."

A Confucian disciple next to him sighed.

The current situation, although unbearable, is actually the goal of Confucianism in the future, if the Confucian way is through Zhuxia, let these people understand Confucian benevolence.

Let those Yan Zhao rangers understand the meaning of Confucian benevolence, then there should be no such situation in front of them.

As it is, the wind of benevolence and virtue swept by Zhuxia, tolerant of barbarians, but slowly turned into ...... It will take a long, long time to reach that level.

"Civilization ends, humanity is also intertwined, rigidity and softness are intertwined, and astronomy is also."

"Look at astronomy to observe the changes of time, look at humanity to turn into the world, Yi Di is also a human ear, its feelings are not different from the summer, people suffer from virtue and Ze, there is no need to be suspicious of differences."

"Gaide Zeqia, then Siyi can be like a family, the ancestor is righteous, and the words are strong."

Yang Kuanwen, the leader of the team who went here for the Confucian disciples on this trip, heard the words of the junior disciples, bowed slightly, and the words of the junior disciples were good, but unfortunately, Confucianism still needs a lot of effort to do it.

"Leave five disciples behind, find a place on the side, and bury these people in it."

"I'll move on."

They are not good at interfering in it, they can only guarantee that they will not commit such a mistake, after half a pillar of incense, Yang Kuanwen's expression is also not good-looking, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the few junior disciples on the side, and ordered.

"Yes."

"Yes, senior brother!"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Immediately, the group continued on their way, following the path opened by the Advancers, towards the top of the Sacred Land.

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