Every time a piece is dropped, there will be a chain reaction between the general situation and the chess game. In Yi Yan's eyes, he can see thousands of troops galloping in the chess game, and hundreds of thousands of people are fighting and fighting.

He could see blood flowing like rivers, thousands of common people and Qing clans were killed in military disasters, and noble princes and clans were armed with swords, dyeing the whole world and his eyes red.

The flags clustered like rain, and thousands of soldiers swept across the world accompanied by roars and killing intent, which made him feel deafening.

The sorcerers used their magical powers to destroy the city wall, thousands of people cursed King Huan with the blood of witch sacrifices, and the monk cut off the river with a single sword. All kinds of scenes are constantly changing and reflected on the chess game.

Each chess piece represents the princes, nobles, monks, and disciples of his school, and it also determines the fate of thousands of people.

Yi Yan was panting violently, sweating profusely, holding Zi Ling on top of the chessboard, not daring to drop it for a long time.

Because of one wrong step, it would be a catastrophe for all the people in the world, and the blood red accompanied by endless souls of the dead were pressing on him, making him tremble with fear and dare not fall down.

He has never played such a thrilling game of chess, nor has he spent so much energy, looking forward and backward, nor felt fearful about making a move.

However, when he was hesitating, Fengsheng held the white piece and dropped it.

The situation is ever-changing, and the opportunity is fleeting. When you look forward and look backward, the outcome is determined!

The situation in this world... waits for no one!

Yi Yan's face changed drastically, with a hoarse fear: Stop!

But that hand didn't stop at all, and the stick was pressed on the chessboard. In an instant, the situation collapsed, and the monstrous blood light and black were reflected.

Mountains and rivers change color, and rivers and mountains are easy to change.

The Dahuan Dynasty in the center was destroyed in an instant before Yi Yan's eyes. It split, separatist, melee, annexed, and the flames of war spread to the whole world. .

In the millions of mountains in the southwest, the barbarians ordered thousands of monsters to defeat the country, the world was in chaos, and the world turned into purgatory.

The light dissipated, and the two were still sitting in the side room of the library in the Xundu Academy. Everything disappeared without a trace like a dream.

Yi Yan was left with a pale face, his hand still holding his hand, and he hadn't let it fall for a long time, his mind was still immersed in the tragedy of the discoloration of the mountains and rivers and the destruction of the entire human race.

Although he knew that it was just a possibility in the general trend of the world, it still made him unable to let go.

The two sat quietly, sitting upright, one with a pale and dignified expression, and the other with a calm gaze, but it seemed to reflect the mountains and rivers.

Yi Yan looked at Fengsheng: Fengsheng wants to tell me that the academy not only shoulders the responsibility of preaching and enlightening, but also has the destiny of stabilizing and suppressing the destiny of humanity.

Fang Xiu turned his head to look at the paintings hanging on the wall. The one in the lead was himself, followed by Zhuang Li whom he was familiar with, and Yi Shang whom he had never seen before. They were divided into youth, middle age and old age.

The academy controls the fate of literature and Taoism, and is responsible for the education of the world. Students and disciples are spread all over the world. Although there is no one who can reach the sky, they affect the general trend of the world everywhere!

The re-opening of the Underworld, the conferment of the gods by the earth, and the recovery and perfection of the reincarnation of the heaven and the earth are not just a pure opportunity for the gods and immortals, nor is it a feast for the so-called monks, demons, and ghosts.

It's the biggest change in human nature!

Fang Xiu looked away from the painting and looked at Yi Yan. Yi Yan, who looked good enough to be Fang Xiu's grandfather, was now like a schoolboy, as if the young man in front of him was his ancestor.

The master of the old school was very respectful and respectful when he was taught, and he was afraid that he might miss a word.

Whoever can control the god of the world, the lord of the mountains and mountains, can control the fate of humanity, and even affect the situation of the change of dynasties and the innovation of Yi Ding.

Let the immortal monks, witch priests, and sorcerers dominate the divine way, and tens of millions of human races may become dogs. If they fall into the hands of monsters and ghosts, the human dynasty will collapse, and even the human race will perish in an instant!

Speaking of this, Master Yi Yan instantly thought of the chess game just now, his expression changed several times, and he finally settled down.

The state of mind that was affected by Feng Sheng's arrival stabilized because of the determination in his heart.

Sage Feng's words, disciples will keep in mind!

I will never tolerate this world, reduced to such a situation!

Fang Xiu nodded and stood up, his smooth Master's robe trembling straight.

The window of the side room was opened, and one could see the beautiful scenery outside the window. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard outside had turned into an ancient tree, which he had planted by himself back then.

The small sapling at the beginning has been watered by six generations of masters and has become one of the symbols of Xundu Xuegong.

Fang Xiu stood with his hands tied, his eyes seemed to have passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, and he saw the entire Dahuan and the tens of thousands of human races.

The sons and sages of my school palace should assist the king, build Confucian temples in various places, grant the gods of the world, and suppress the luck of humanity!

The Confucian Temple sages, philosophers, sages, and thousands of disciples and students suppress the world, occupy the power of mountains and rivers, enjoy the luck of humanity, and rest with humanity!

At this time, Fang Xiu suddenly turned his head, questioning in the vicissitudes of his eyes, as if he was torturing Yi Yan's determination and courage.

If you fail, you will lose the general trend of the world! The cultural fortune will be defeated, and the fortune of humanity will fall!

Success! You are the Four Sages of the Confucian Temple-Yi Sheng!

Yi Yanxing prostrated himself on the ground: Wei!

With a smile on Fang Xiu's face, he handed out the Jade Slip of Evangelism from his sleeve. At this moment, this pure white and flawless Jade Slip has been transformed into a sacred weapon for suppressing literary movement, and spiritual light blooms from it.

Master Yi Yan raised his arms above his head and took over the Jade Slip of Evangelism, as if he had accepted the way of a sage and the luck of humanity!

The moment he took the preaching jade slip, Fengsheng instantly turned into a rain of flowers and dissipated in the air.

When the strong wind blows, the osmanthus trees in the courtyard rustle, the osmanthus and the rain of flowers merge into one, sweeping towards the sky, turning into a crystal rainbow and scattering.

Xundu Xuegong rang the big bell, which rang throughout the entire Xundu, making tens of thousands of Xundu people stop and watch from a distance.

Master Yi Yan entered the palace in person, met King Huan, as well as Taizai and Taishi, and made his first son, the first move to lay out the world.

All the scholars, sages, disciples and students who were originally scattered all over the world returned within a few months and gathered in Xundu. The Xundu Academy had never seen such a grand scene for many years.

Originally fighting with each other, and even having a deep hatred, except for the three sages, the academy schools that did not recognize the sages and sages of other schools at all, condensed together again.

Holding the Jade Slips of Evangelism, the sixth master of Xundu Xuegong opened a new chapter of Xundu Xuegong and Wendao.

At a time when princes, shamans, qi refiners, alchemists and other practitioners stepped into the world one after another, and demons and demons began to practice virtue and kung fu, confusing all living beings and wanting to become gods.

Under the edict of the Dahuan King, the temples of Emperor Longqiu were built in various places in Dahuan. They are mighty and mighty, attracting the attention of many people. The layout and actions of Emperor Longqiu cannot help paying attention to the changes in the divine way people don't pay attention.

What is quiet and unobtrusive is that, not far from the side, there is also the Confucian Temple of the Xundu Academy, large and small academic palaces, private schools, and public schools. Holy and various sons.

The three sages and all the sons and sages were put on the altar to enjoy the incense of all living beings.

When a large number of disciples of the school palace, or educate one party, or govern one party, when their merits and virtues are outstanding, they will naturally be able to receive the divine sense, and the gods will leap out from under the earth. You can enjoy the incense of the saints of the Confucian Temple together.

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

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