Chapter 575: Like Tai Chi, Like Yin and Yang (Second Update)

"Left and right become Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang give birth to the four images."

Diwu Xuan's voice rose again, spreading in all directions like a huge bell.

Before his voice fell, a buzzing noise sounded. At first, everyone only felt that the sound was familiar, but they couldn't understand what it was. Gradually, the sound became louder, and some people heard it.

"It's the witch academy." Zhao

said.

"It's the noisy market."

Xi said.

"It's the academy."

Yin Wu said.

Everyone heard different sounds, but they were all the sounds of the tribe's daily life.

"Three coins is too little for a top-notch lamb leg..."

"Come with me, my factory is nearby..."

"Grandpa Rong sold this basket of millet and bought honey for his grandson..."

Among the countless sounds, the noise of the bustling city was the loudest, but among these sounds, there was the most bizarre one.

It was a "sound" without sound, but it could be felt by everyone, especially the people of the Fire Tribe. Even many people could feel the existence of that "sound".

"It's the temple."

Zhao and Shao looked at each other and said almost at the same time.

Everyone was praying in the temple, so there was naturally no sound, but the absence of sound itself was also a kind of "sound", or in other words, it was a place that could accommodate sound, and because of its particularity, many people could feel its existence.

The fire outside was very lively, and it was even more lively in the thick fog.

As the Fifth Xuan spoke, more of the world appeared, and the seven generations of male and female wizards and their figures were also seen by everyone.

The ancestors who seemed to be less intelligent before now seemed to be alive. Some of them were carrying shoulder poles, some were holding hoes, and some were holding stone knives. In short, they all looked like members of the Fire Tribe.

At this time, the power of chaos in their bodies was also competing with the power of divine faith, but most of them could not adjust themselves like the witches and leaders. Many of them hugged their golden bodies and fell painfully in the void.

Among the four symbols, only the seven generations of male and female wizards and their clones could still adjust the power in their bodies. The rest of the ancestors were just holding on.

"The forces in these ancestors' bodies are conflicting, and their numbers are evenly matched. If the winner cannot be determined, the two forces will continue to fight until the ancestors' souls... are crushed."

Shi opened his mouth and gave a bad prediction.

The Fifth Xuan frowned and looked there. He raised his hand to grab the power of chaos and inject it into the bodies of these ancestors, but found that he could not control those powers at all.

He tried to mobilize power from himself again, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was black and white. It was not clear whether the sharp power would hurt these ancestors if thrown over. Even if it did not hurt them, it was not right to guide the chaotic power to become yin and yang.

The power of the four symbols is not yin and yang, but Shaoyin Shaoyang, Taiyin Taiyang.

"There is nothing we can do."

The short witch looked at his own power and said helplessly.

In this situation, the growth of the Four Symbols seems to rely on themselves, but these ancestors... they are not like witches or leaders, with extraordinary strength and intelligence.

"Sacrificial dance."

Fifth Xuan suddenly said.

"What?"

The big head leader looked at Fifth Xuan in confusion.

"Perhaps it will be useful to dance a sacrificial dance and call up the memories of the ancestors."

Fifth Xuan explained. If

it is not possible in terms of strength, it will be useful in terms of spirit. The deepest memory in the souls and intelligence of these ancestors is the sacrificial dance that has accompanied them throughout their lives, so Fifth Xuan has such an idea.

"Grand sacrifice."

The short leader immediately spoke up. He took the lead, and a group of witches and leaders began to dance the sacrificial dance.

The sacrificial dances performed by the short witch, the second generation witch, the third generation witch, the big head leader, and the second generation leader were all full of hunting and picking movements.

The third generation leader danced his own unique sacrificial dance. The third generation witch also knew how to do this sacrificial dance, but she did not dance it. She chose the most primitive sacrificial dance. The fourth

generation witch and the fourth generation leader danced the same sacrificial dance. At this time, there was already a prototype of Tai Chi. It was a dance developed by the fourth generation witch.

The fifth generation witch and the fifth generation leader danced a sacrificial dance of the sun and moon totems. At that time, there were no fire totems in the tribe, only sun and moon totems. The

sacrificial dances of the sixth generation witch, the eighth generation witch, the sixth generation leader, and Shi Tiao were exactly the same as those of the fourth generation witch, but more gentle.

As they danced, the ancestors also followed suit. In this way, the power of chaos finally gained the upper hand.

The seven generations of wizards and witches and their clones were also affected. The power of chaos became significantly stronger. Soon, it completely devoured the power of divine faith and gave birth to the power of Shaoyin Shaoyang, Taiyin Taiyang.

After they completed the transformation, they immediately turned around to help the ancestors behind them. Soon, the four symbols also completed the transformation.

The fifth Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. The hurdle of the four symbols was passed.

"First there were the four symbols, which evolved into thousands of things before they became the eight trigrams."

As he said this, the power of chaos began to retreat to the surroundings again, and at the same time, infinite phantoms evolved.

There was heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, strong winds, heavy rains, changes of the four seasons, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

All things in nature began to flourish in the phantom and began to evolve towards the space pushed open by the power of chaos.

This scene is like the creation of the world, except that it is not Pangu who created the world, but the world is evolved with the Tao as the foundation and Yin and Yang and the Four Symbols as the means.

"Om..."

The thick mist on Baxia's back suddenly shook, and above the thick mist, many phantoms also appeared.

The Ice Bear Totem crawled on the ground with its eyes wide open, and Ganymede finally raised his head and looked at this incredible scene.

The Fire Tribe members looked at everything with pride, and couldn't help but compare it with the scriptures in [The God's Words]. Isn't it exactly what is said there about creation.

"Om."

Suddenly, the power in the sky shook, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Diwu Xuan was the first to look up at the sky, and saw that above the sky, the power of heaven and earth, that is, the residual consciousness of the saint was slowly suppressing.

"Saint, I have created my own world in my body, and it has not affected this world. What do you want to do?"

Diwu Xuan asked the sky. This was what he had thought of a long time ago.

The last time he ascended to the divine totem, he also followed the path of Tao giving birth to one, one giving birth to two, two giving birth to three, and three giving birth to the world. But at that time, he was ignorant and tried to change the whole world by taking himself as Tao and the sun and moon totems as yin and yang.

At that time, the power of heaven and earth jumped out and wanted to kill him. Later, he thought about it again and again and figured out the key.

As a time traveler, he tried to change the world, so it was inevitable that he would be regarded and suppressed by the enemy.

But this time was different. He only used his own body as the basis to create the world, and had little impact on the outside world, just like those giant trees falling down. Even though they were regarded by the enemy, the saint did not kill them in the end.

From this, it can be seen that He has his own rules. The residual consciousness is residual after all. He can only abide by the established rules, but cannot understand or create rules.

Sure enough, after his scolding, the power of heaven and earth slowed down, as if it was also hesitating.

"My power, as long as it does not leave the Divine Court, is not considered to be a violation of the rules of this world. Even if it is somewhat exposed, it is just a scabby disease, not even as good as the sentinel tree. Why are you so harsh on your own people, but tolerant of outsiders?"

The Fifth Xuan questioned again, his words full of anger.

The Ice Bear Totem looked at him in surprise, while Ganymede looked at him in confusion.

But at this time, the Fifth Xuan had to be careful about these two god-level beings. He had to "convince" the remaining consciousness of the saint, otherwise he would probably die here.

"As the ruler of Southern Xinjiang, I am willing to let the God of Fire become a god."

An abrupt voice sounded. It was the Bamboo Totem. He was indeed trustworthy and did not betray the Fifth Xuan.

The Fifth Xuan looked at the Ice Bear Totem. If he could get his support again, the power of heaven and earth would no longer be an obstacle.

"I..."

The Ice Bear Totem hesitated. The Fifth Xuan's way of promotion made him a little scared.

"On behalf of the Ice Bear Tribe, I agree to the Fire Totem becoming a god."

In the end, the Ice Bear Totem chose to fulfill the contract between them, which made the Fifth Xuan look at him with gratitude.

"Saint's remnant, I have been recognized, you cannot kill me."

Fifth Xuan hurriedly said to the power of heaven and earth.

The power of heaven and earth hesitated for a while, and finally retreated a little, as if to show its attitude, but it did not disappear completely, as if it was still observing Fifth Xuan.

If Fifth Xuan spread his power outside the Bagua space, it is not certain that the power of heaven and earth would not suppress him and kill him.

But this time is different from the last promotion. Fifth Xuan first promoted the Ming Totem with the Bagua, just to seal his own world and achieve the Divine Court, and no longer think about changing this world, the result is naturally different.

The power of heaven and earth recovered its power, which made the tribesmen breathe a sigh of relief, and they refocused their attention on the phantom on the totem.

That world was still evolving slowly. After the mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars all appeared, humans began to appear on it slowly, and totems also began to appear.

That totem was the fire totem, and the picture on it was the story of the fire totem's growth, as if the history of the Fire Tribe Alliance had re-evolved at this moment.

"Good."

Shao, who had just woken up, suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of the people around him.

"In this way, [God's Sayings] will be easier to change. From now on, the Fire Tribe will be traced back to its origins. This plan will be called the Origin Tracing Plan."

Zhao and Wei looked at each other and nodded.

"The power of heaven and earth...he still wants to suppress the fire totem?"

Shao, who had just woken up, didn't know that the power of heaven and earth had retreated once, and he asked in surprise.

Zhao quickly explained it to Shao, and Shao finally calmed down.

"In this way, the God of Fire will be unstoppable in becoming a god. You must assist Mang well, and remember not to be hypocritical."

When Shao said this, he was looking at Zhao, and it was obvious that he was more worried that Zhao would resort to trickery.

"The students won't do that."

Zhao said quickly.

Shao nodded, murmuring that it was good, that was good, and his eyes began to become chaotic again. His illness seemed to be more serious.

Just when Shao's consciousness fell into confusion again, the thick mist on Ba Xia's back suddenly shook, and the eight totem pillars began to rotate in unison, and the last wisp of thick mist was also slowly stirred and absorbed by him.

At this point, the thick fog completely disappeared, and a ball of light with the mark of yin and yang appeared on Ba Xia's back. It was black and white, like Tai Chi, and like yin and yang.