Chapter XVIII
Zhang Qilin's hand quickly slid on the ground to calculate.
Nine is the extreme of the number, taking the number derived from the six lines of three and three, which is easy to say.
One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.
There was also the so-called Tai Chi gave birth to two elements, two elements gave birth to four phases, four phases gave birth to eight trigrams.
The eight trigrams changed into sixty-four lines, and from then on, it changed endlessly.
The eight trigrams were Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, and Dui.
The southwest was the position of "Kun" in the Eight Trigrams, which meant "the mother earth that nurtured the energy of the five grains".
It was completely compatible with the place where the rotting mud was associated.
It seemed that his description was right. That place was in the southwest.
At the same time, the southwest direction was also the place where Yang qi and Yin qi alternated, so it would change the things that had accumulated up to now. In terms of time, the southwest represented the time when the sun began to tilt westward from 2 pm to 4 pm.
It seemed that it was best to seal it now. If it was too early or too late, it was inevitable that abnormal situations would occur, leading to strange incidents.
He had to arrive before 2 o'clock tomorrow.
As for the seventy-two pillars he described, they were different from the records.
Zhang Qilin's brows were tightly knitted together. He was somewhat puzzled by this matter.
His hands continued to move as he deduced.
When Fatty Long and Eighth Brother saw that Zhang Qilin was busy, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The two of them were already exhausted. They wanted to take out their water bottles and drink, but they were afraid that it would affect him.
After all, Zhang Qilin was no longer around.
They definitely wouldn't live long.
Moreover, the Eight Trigrams Formation drawn by Zhang Qilin was neat and orderly.
Although she didn't know what he was doing, she felt that he was very powerful.
Fatty Long and Eighth Brother looked at each other and secretly decided that they had to cling onto this thigh.
After all, everyone had witnessed Zhang Qilin's strength just now.
Zhang Qilin felt the killing intent and stopped his actions.
He stood up.
He looked into the distance.
His expression became serious.
He could feel that something was spying on them in the dark forest.
Moreover, there were quite a number of them.
However, he seemed to be on guard against something and did not attack them.
However, it was almost time. Zhang Qilin could already feel the killing intent spreading.
It was around midnight.
When the Yin Qi was at its heaviest.
Ghosts were also the strongest at this time.
He couldn't stay outside. It was better to retreat back to the golden palace.
Zhang Qilin held the black-gold blade and walked into the palace.
When Fatty Long and Eighth Brother saw Zhang Qilin start walking, they quickly followed him.
At this moment, the palace door that could not be pushed open.
The moment Zhang Qilin gently touched it, it opened on its own.
The majestic inner hall appeared in front of the two of them.
Warm lighting and luxurious interior.
The two of them stared blankly.
The two of them were already mentally exhausted after running for so long.
The two of them were extremely excited. They could finally have a place to rest. How could they not be happy?
Moreover, the things inside looked very expensive. If he could secretly take some out, he would make a fortune!
Zhang Qilin stepped through the door and entered the palace.
Fatty Long and Eighth Brother followed behind him.
However, there was a sudden change.
The bricks on the walls of the palace moved, and two divine seals that looked like fortress cannons appeared.
The electromagnetic waves on the Divine Right Seal pulsed crazily, and a large amount of magic power began to gather, forming a huge energy ball.
The powerful and terrifying aura was sensed by everyone present.
The two divine seals were aimed at Old Eighth and Fat Dragon.
Zhang Qilin also noticed this scene at this moment. His expression was as cold as ice as he immediately waved his hand to signal the two of them not to move.
Fat Dragon's left foot was only one step away from stepping into the palace.
However, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Cold sweat gushed out.
His entire body stopped moving like a block of wood and stood rooted to the ground.
Eighth Brother was the same.
The two of them could sense from the two divine seals that if they stepped into the palace, they would definitely die.
Even two ordinary people like them could feel the aura of death.
A terrifying energy aura enveloped the scene.
It tugged at their heartstrings.
Fat Dragon and Eighth Brother's brains were already frozen by this energy, and a lantern appeared in their minds.
Even when he was being chased by the humanoid monster, Rotten Mud, he did not have such a dense death aura.
Zhang Qilin said to the two of them,"Don't step in. Go back!"”
Eighth Brother couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His eyes were filled with fear as he slowly retreated.
Fat Dragon was scared silly. He had been working hard the whole day. Suddenly, he stopped moving. His breathing was turbulent, and his head hurt badly. He fainted.
His fat body began to lose its balance and fell straight into the palace.
The terrifying energy of the two Divine Right Seals, which had detected the approaching foreign object, instantly soared, as if they were ready to be launched.
Seeing this, Zhang Qilin reacted quickly and kicked the fat dragon back.
Fat Dragon 175, but his weight was around 200 pounds.
However, he could not withstand Zhang Qilin's powerful kick and was sent flying.
Zhang Qilin also kicked Eighth Brother, sending him flying.
Then, he quickly jumped back.
Zhang Qilin's entire operation did not take more than a second.
Two huge energy waves swept across the entrance of the palace.
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