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This time, the summit of Buzhou Mountain was led by Sanqing, but the focus was on Fuxi.

With Hetu Luoshu as the core, Fuxi can even calculate the chaotic airflow. Every time, he avoids the strong and welcomes the weak. When he encounters a large-scale chaotic airflow, he avoids it. The foundation for people to climb to the top.

However, Fuxi's current situation clearly has a sense of lack of follow-up.

The deduction time is getting longer and longer, and it is not easy to make a decision, which also means that those who stand in front must buy enough time under the scour of the chaotic airflow.

Halfway up the mountain, close to the peak, Fuxi held the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, constantly calculating the ominous fortune of the road ahead.

Seven or seven days later, the five talents walked up for a while, followed by repeated calculations, each step was carefully considered.

one year later
"The sea and the sky are falling, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, this is the hexagram." Looking at the peak that is close at hand, Fuxi looked at the result of his deduction again, frowning into a word of Chuan.

From the beginning of mountain climbing to the present, Fuxi's hexagrams have always been good and bad.

Avoid evil, only good luck, even if it is only Xiaoji, it can ensure that everyone has no worries.

But like this kind of vague and unpredictable hexagram, there is no way to judge the ominous, and it also makes him hesitate to make up his mind.

"Brother, have you done your calculations?" Nuwa's green snake's scales had already faded, and her face was tinged with exhaustion.

Seeing his younger sister's appearance, Fuxi was very distressed, but he still shook his head slightly, and said: "This time the hexagram is unpredictable, and I am not sure. It is best to push back the hexagram and calculate again."

"Bad?"

The leader of Tongtian, who was dressed in black, had a stern face full of wind and frost, and said coldly: "This time, you have counted for eight months. Are we going to wait for you for eight months? Don't forget, it's better for everyone Fight once, the top of the mountain is close in front of you, whether it is bad luck or good luck, let's use your strength to speak."

Fuxi opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

There is good fortune in evil, which means that the hexagram this time is not an unsolvable ominous hexagram.

Now that the peak is close at hand, with everyone's strength, they might be able to turn danger into luck and find that glimmer of life in the last fight.

"Fight once?" Fuxi put away Hetu Luoshu, looked up at Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun remained aloof and cold, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand leaning on the Pangu banner, he said calmly: "The fate is mine, so why not fight once. If the fate is abandoned, how can we survive if we don't fight?"

Lao Tzu was dressed in purple with a smile on his face, fixed his eyes on the mountaintop shrouded in white mist, and said with a smile: "I will do nothing, and I will not do anything. Today I am destined to fight for not fighting."

After saying this, Sanqing formed the shape of Pin, raised the magic weapon and shot it out simultaneously.

Fuxi and Nuwa followed closely behind, and the Qiankun Ding and Hetu Luoshu complemented each other, and the burst of brilliance even stopped the chaotic airflow.

At the foot of the mountain, Wu Ming and others who were watching were waiting for the answer.

Seeing Sanqing and Fuxi brothers and sisters going farther and farther against the chaotic airflow, and when they were about to climb to the top, someone finally couldn't sit still.

"I worked so hard to press the gold thread every year, so why not make wedding dresses for others?"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi shouted violently, the Eastern Emperor Bell hovered above his head, and said angrily: "Brother, you and my brothers teamed up and reached the point where we were on the verge of the top last time. Why don't we make it again, we can't let five people, we will Take all the benefits away!"

"Your brother is right, let's go." Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi burst out into golden light, and they didn't want to watch anymore.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and the two saints in the west looked miserable, with the Buddha's light on their heads growing lotuses every step of the way, and they also gave up sitting and waiting to die.

Styx and Kunpeng, Black and White Kirin Twins, Wu Ming and Zhenyuan Daxian
In a short period of time, stimulated by Sanqing and others' upcoming summit, many great supernatural beings couldn't sit still.

Everyone wanted to get a share of this Buzhou Mountain feast, but dozens of golden lights flashed in the air, and all those who boasted of their strength were unwilling to be left behind.

downhill, mountainside, mountaintop
The crowd surged up like a wave, like waves hitting the scorched rock, and everyone rushed forward.

Those who were not strong enough and unable to suppress their greed died directly at the foot of the mountain, and there were very few people who could walk halfway up the mountain.

Four years later, Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi finally reached the halfway up the mountain, close to the peak.

Looking up at this time, the brothers and sisters Sanqing and Fuxi could no longer be seen, and I don't know if they succeeded or not.

"The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming, Ah Bi, Yuan Tu."

Just as he stopped to catch his breath, he heard the sound of waves behind him.

Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi raised their eyes and saw a middle-aged man in blood clothes holding two swords on the boundless waves of blood, and Taoist Kunpeng with a gloomy face.

"These two guys are really fast!"

With the combined efforts of the three of Sanqing, it took three years to get to this position. Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi's ability to get here in four years was due to luck.

At this time, seeing Patriarch Minghe and Taoist Kunpeng relying on their superior strength to come from behind, Wu Ming subconsciously glanced at the two Donghuang who were sitting cross-legged in meditation not far away.

"Shua!" Donghuang opened his eyes suddenly, and two golden lights appeared in his eyes.

After glancing at Wu Ming who was looking up, Dong Huang closed his eyes again, and sat side by side with Di Jun to recover his mana.

"It's such a powerful chaotic storm, fellow Taoist Kunpeng, don't hold back, let's rush up together!"

The higher one goes to the top, the stronger the chaotic storm will be. While Wu Ming and the others are recovering their mana, they are also adapting to this change.

But as latecomers, Styx and Kunpeng are even more crazy, knowing that one step ahead is the truth of step by step lead.

In order to climb to the top for the second time and get good fortune earlier than others, the two didn't stay at all.

A boundless sea of ​​blood swept out, and Taoist Kunpeng in the waves had already revealed his own body.

There is a fish in Dark North, and its name is the Kun. The size of the Kun is unknown.

It turned into a bird, its name was Peng, and the back of Peng did not know how many thousands of miles away it was. It flew in anger, and its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky.

The above passage comes from Zhuangzi's leisurely excursion, but the Kunpeng that Zhuangzi saw can only be regarded as the younger generation of Taoist Kunpeng, and the real Taoist Kunpeng is even bigger.

Even with the wings, Taoist Kunpeng, who showed his true body, has turned into a giant of hundreds of thousands of miles, flying high with the blessing of the sea of ​​blood.

Wu Ming watched it with relish at first, but when the two encountered a large-scale chaotic airflow, he lost interest in watching it, and decided that Styx and Kunpeng would not be able to reach the top.

The reason for this cognition is that when the storm of chaos hit, both Styx and Kunpeng did not work hard and wanted to let the other party resist.

It is not difficult to see from this that between Styx and Kunpeng, even the most basic trust cannot be achieved, and the combination is forced by the situation.

Sure enough, just as Wu Ming thought, after several large-scale chaotic storms came down in a row, the two people who were supposed to resist were turned into ashamed faces.The combined strength of the two sides, let alone one plus one is greater than two, it is a blessing that it is not less than one.

"You filth born in the sea of ​​blood is indeed very cunning. If you continue like this, I won't play with you, Patriarch!"

"Oh, I'm so angry! You, a long-haired bird, don't work hard, yet you still dare to hit it backwards. It's obviously you who are hindering you!"

Before reaching the top of the mountain, Styx and Kunpeng froze, no matter how they looked at each other, they found it unpleasant.

This is also unavoidable. At the foot of the mountain and halfway up the mountain, it is okay for the two of them to be a little cautious. After all, the chaotic storm at that time was not as strong as it is now.But at this time, if you still play half-hearted tricks, you are digging your own grave, which is why Wu Ming believes that they can't do it.

"Ancestor, I have lived for countless years, and I have never seen you like this, such a shameless person!" Kunpeng's chest felt tight, and he turned around and flew down the mountain, shouting: "Go by yourself, I don't care about you, Ancestor!" Play with you!"

As soon as Kunpeng left, the remaining Patriarch Minghe persisted for a few more days before going down the mountain in desperation.

So far, only Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi, the Eastern Emperor Brothers, the Western Second Saints, and the pair of black and white unicorns remained among those who were still on the verge of reaching the peak.

"Based on our strength, it is already the limit to get here, and the road below is not easy." Zhen Yuanzi said worriedly with a shrunken ginseng fruit tree sitting on his shoulder.

Wu Ming nodded silently. Among the four groups sitting here, apart from Donghuang and Dijun who still had enough energy to fight for the top of the mountain, even the two Western sages were out of breath.

It's not that the Second Saints of the West are not strong, but the innate magic weapon of the Second Saints of the West, which is still weaker than the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The twelfth-grade golden lotus received and the ancient Bodhi tree of Zhunti are all among the top innate spiritual treasures.

However, Donghuang Taiyi's Donghuang Bell can be called an innate treasure. In terms of power alone, even Lao Tzu's Taiji Diagram is weaker than it by three points.

"Everyone, we have reached our limit when we come here, and everyone is about the same. Now that the top of the mountain is so close, no one wants to give up. Why can't we join hands?" Wu Ming said, except for the Eastern Emperor and the Emperor. Except for Jun, everyone else was a little moved.

After a long time, his face was like gold paper, and he greeted the Taoist with a sad face, his lips moved slightly: "Good"

After receiving the answer from the Taoist, Zhunti Taoist also nodded slightly.

To Wu Ming's surprise, after hearing the joint plan, the black and white unicorn twins did not agree, but shook their heads at the same time and said: "There is no need for the joint. Since we don't have the strength to climb up, it means that there is no chance for us here. We I won't force it."

After saying this, the black and white unicorn twins walked down the mountain instead of advancing.

Seeing that there was one less competitor, Wu Ming and the Second Saint of the West had joys and sorrows.

The joy is that the fewer competitors, the greater the possibility of one's own gains, which is an eternal truth.

What is worrying is that six people have become four, and the confidence to reach the top of the mountain is less, not to mention whether there is no danger on the top of the mountain, and more people have more confidence.

(End of this chapter)