The ancient scriptures of gods and spirits, the four words are so eye-catching, they almost attracted the attention of the three of them, they stared at it non-stop, and Li Tian's hands trembled a little.
The paper is yellowed, and it is the unique Taoist paper of heaven. It has been refined through many complicated ancient methods such as enlightenment, sacrifice, and performance. When it is opened, the ripples of the Tao are revealed.
There are only a few words on the yellow paper, and the force penetrates the paper, powerful and powerful, like a dragon leaping over the sea, all of them were stunned and showed strange colors.
On the night of the full moon, the feathered fairy cliff.
There are only these eight characters in the yellow paper. Does this tell the truth? Does it mean that the ancient scriptures of gods and spirits were born there? Several people's hearts were shaken violently, and it was difficult to calm down.
"Can we see old man Tianji for the last time?" Li Tian's expression was rare and solemn.
"The patriarch will be sitting down. In the last three days, he won't see any outsiders, and don't make any predictions, otherwise it will bring great disaster to my ancient way." Xiaodaotong said with a sad expression on his face.
Tianjimen is a hidden ancient Daomen. It has been extremely low-key for so many years, because it has seen through too many heavenly secrets and encountered many disasters.
In the last moments of their lives, the old people of Tianji will have psychics. They are almost the gods of prophecy. They can see many pictures of the future.
But at this moment, you can't say it out, otherwise you will leave great disasters for future generations, and you will just die tragically if you tell the truth, and it may cause the Taoism to be interrupted.
"There are still two prophecies to give to the three, please come back in twenty years." Xiaodao Tong said the gift of Tianzun.
Such a change happened to Tianji Ancient Daomen, and Ye Fan and the others wanted to disturb them, so they worshiped seriously outside Taiyuan, and then left.
"The peerless Tianji national master of the Ziwei dynasty deduced with all his strength before sitting down that the dynasty will surely prosper, and a god baby will descend from the sky and become a god master. However, when he said these words, his youngest grandson died, and his eldest son died. Seriously injured and dying, it can be seen how tragic the person who leaked the secret is." On the way back, Yan Yixi sighed.
"Is there really a kind of power in the dark, why can the future be foreseen, what are the secrets and scourges?" Ye Fan said to himself.
"This kind of thing is very illusory. In view of the mysteries of the ancient Taoism of Tianji, there were several saints who studied it in ancient times." Yan Yixi said.
"Oh, tell me, what's going on?" Ye Fan was very interested.
"In the words of several ancient sages, there is no destiny, everything is changing, and the so-called prophecy may not be accurate."
Several ancient sages had great wisdom, and they used the most simple power to explain all this so that ordinary people can easily understand it.
According to them, all people and things have their own trajectories, which move in the process of change. Occasionally, someone has a flash of inspiration and captures this trajectory, which is to foresee the future.
Just like when the yellow leaf withers, people can predict that it will fall to the ground the moment it just leaves the branch. Just like the moment when the big river broke its embankment, people knew in horror that it would wash away the downstream villages. Just like the wail of the arrow in the swan goose, people can predict that it will fall to the ground.
These are very obvious, and people don't feel anything, and they don't think it's a prophecy. But in fact, it can be studied in depth. If these processes are complicated, then it becomes the so-called deduction of secrets.
In this world, there are some "causes" and some "effects" are sometimes foreseeable, which is called seeing through the secrets.
Whether it is a person, an object or a thing, it has its own trajectory. If we see his first half, sometimes we can predict the next trajectory.
Of course, everything is changing, and no one can really predict the future. For example, the withered yellow leaves may not necessarily fall to the ground, they are likely to be blown up by the strong wind and fall into the tree hole. If the big river breaks its embankment, it may be diverted halfway, and the downstream villages may not be washed away. Like the swan goose that was hit by the arrow, it may have been injured and fled far away, and did not fall down.
After hearing this, Ye Fan felt that it made sense. The simple expositions of several ancient sages made everything easy to understand.
"So, the two prophecy papers given to us by old man Tianji before his death may change, so they may not necessarily be accurate?" Li Tian said.
Although people, things, and objects all have their own trajectory, there are still unpredictable variables after all.
However, they didn't care much about this, because the road ahead was full of uncertainties, and even the old man Tianji only said four words "feasible outside the territory".
"What is God's punishment?" Ye Fan asked.
"According to what several ancient sages said, it's just a kind of power." Yan Yixi said.
When a person occasionally has a flash of light and his thoughts are detached, he is on his track, sees the way ahead, and has an insight into the "future". In the process, he also triggers the power of the "original track" .
The power of this trajectory is terrifying. When you gain insight into the future, you also interfere with this trajectory, and its fluctuations will inevitably have a force and influence on you.
"It makes sense." Ye Fan nodded. The ancient sages were really amazing, and they almost explained and explained such mysteries.
"I stand on this mountain and see the road ahead. Does that mean I have glimpsed a kind of trajectory, and there is a force acting on it?" Li Tian asked.
"Yes, but it's very small. This is basic, and it belongs to the power of trajectory that each of us faces all the time."
"Why is it so complicated, I do my own thing, I walk my own way, whatever trajectory, whatever power, all are crushed, and those who stand in my way will be killed!"
Several people talked and stayed away from Taiyuan.
Yuhua Xianya, located in the easternmost part of China, adjacent to the vast blue sea, is a very legendary place.
The legend about immortals is an eternal topic, whether it is in the Big Dipper or this ancient star, it has always been a mystery.
Some people say that the ancient great emperor became a flying fairy here and left this world, so he has no emperor secrets and extreme weapons.
Others said that this is a mountain wall that fell from the fairy world, and that the great sage of the human race had witnessed that scene with his own eyes in ancient times.
Some people even say that immortals have no name, but this is indeed the land of immortality, and anyone who has immortals must go this way.
In any case, there are indeed ancient records that the two ancient emperors, Taiyin and Taiyang, have since disappeared. Although there is no evidence, they are recognized by many people.
"The ancient scriptures of the gods, the night of the full moon, the immortal cliff, this time period..."
If you don't take a look, Ye Fan and the others really can't let it go. However, it conflicts with the time to attack Bajing Palace, which is a helpless choice.
"In any case, let's go to Yuhua Xianya first, and then rush to the Bajing Palace. If it's too late, just wait until the next full moon night."
The sea is immeasurable, the blue waves are billions of hectares, the tide rises and falls, and the vastness is boundless.
No matter how powerful a person is, when faced with such a scene, he will sincerely feel his own insignificance. Compared with the majestic ocean and the vast universe, an individual is really insignificant.
"Every time this happens, it makes me feel powerless. No matter how many beauties there are, I can't fill up so much water." Li Tian said.
"Uncle, do prostitutes only see beautiful women? I really don't want to be one." Tong Tong interjected at the right time.
"Go, stay where it's cooler."
"What honors and disgraces gains and losses, what heroic feats, and everything that is personal is nothing. Whenever facing this vast ocean, it can make people feel comfortable and forget everything." Yan Yixi said.
On the blue sea, a dreamlike figure came on waves. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow. When observing it by force, it is burning like a flower coming out of Lubo.
With a slender figure, perfect posture, fluttering hair, and skin as white as suet jade, the whole person is shining with crystal luster. On Jieying's melon-seeded face, her pupils were like black gemstones, and her whole body was full of inner beauty, and she floated lightly.
Ye Fan meets and Yi Qingwu arrives. Tonight, there will probably be a big battle, or there may be a big chance, after all, it involves the ancient scriptures of the gods.
The sea breeze blows, and the sky gradually darkens. When the last piece of gold on the sparkling sea disappears, the setting sun disappears completely.
Yuhua Immortal Cliff stands on the coast, not very high, but it looks majestic and majestic in the night, like an ancient sacred mountain towering, suppressing the vast East China Sea.
Ye Fan and the others have already disappeared, waiting quietly, wondering what will happen here.
As time goes by, the bright moon hangs high, and a round of silver plate sprinkles a large piece of soft white light, and the sea seems to be covered with a layer of veil, hazy and white.
The Immortal Cliff of Feathering shows its extraordinary, like a crystal clear piece of immortal platform, attracting the essence of heaven and earth, echoing with the stars all over the sky, making people mistakenly think that standing on it can really ascend into the sky and fly away.
On this moonlit night, everything is silent, and even the blue sea seems to be still, like a huge mirror reflecting the brilliance of the jade plate in the sky.
"Coming!" Li Tian said softly.
In the far sky, eighteen warships flew over like eighteen clouds, blocking the moonlight and casting large shadows on the ground, which made people feel depressed.
"This is the warship of the Palace of Human Kings. It is a ostentation for their most distinguished figures to travel." Yi Qingwu's voice has a kind of magnetism, touching the heart, like the sound of heaven.
On the other side, Yan Yixi also whispered: "Someone is here again."
The boundless blue sea is like a huge gem, without a trace of waves, shining bright and clean moonlight. At this time, a magnificent ancient Taoist temple was flying over it, coming silently.
"This is the ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity in Mingling. This ancient building has stood there for tens of thousands of years. It has been immortal. I don't want to get up here today." Yi Qingwu whispered.
Several people were shocked, this ancient Taoist sect is very low-key, there are only a few people in the past, but each one is extremely powerful, just like the current Sanque Taoist, unfathomable.
Obviously, the Temple of the King of People and the Temple of Longevity are going to exchange the ancient scriptures of the gods. This time it is so motivating, it must be true, not just nothing like the previous few times!
The ancient scriptures left by the gods are only one page, torn into two halves. It is extremely mysterious. Since ancient times, it has been passed down to the present, and it has touched the hearts of many people.
The legend about it has only two words: Immortality.
It is precisely because of this that it is regarded as a fairy scripture, and it is said that if you can get a complete page of the ancient scriptures, it will be hard to die if you practice it!
"On the night of the full moon, there is destined to be a catastrophe. If you know it, there must be others who will understand it. Most of the suspected Dacheng kings will 'live' a few statues..." Yi Qingwu sighed softly.