At that moment, the prince's mind went blank for a moment, and he only felt a lingering sword light in front of him, pointing directly at him. He was not such a person who lacked decisiveness, and he had experienced several attacks before, but he was still able to remain calm and composed. He even had the anecdote of being attacked at this moment and fighting with the guards outside, but he could still drink by himself.
But this time, perhaps it was because his own humanity was attacked and cracks appeared.
Or perhaps it was because the angry shouts to kill the enemy shocked his state of mind.
His mind went blank for just a moment, and he didn't react at all to the falling sword light. Only his own human luck swirled and roared, and he suddenly blocked the sword-like luck at the cost of several times his luck. He struck it horizontally, causing it to emit a crisp sound and then be annihilated. Compared with the accumulation of the Human Emperor for who knows how many years, this sword light was as weak as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Under the leadership of the Human Emperor, there are tens of millions of human beings, three million cavalry, the vast Nine Provinces, and countless people.
This luck is at best just the number of cavalry in an army.
How is it different from trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm?
But although he was so weak and not strong, for some unknown reason, he brought the prince a pure fear that was far more terrifying than the great luck of the princes or even his father's luck pillar.
It was not the [quantity], but the [quality] that made his pupils shrink drastically, and the sword still had a trace of edge left, and it still fell on the prince, and bloodstains were faintly visible on his gorgeous clothes.
There was a long period of palpitations and a long period of dead silence.
The heavily armored guards around subconsciously held their breath, lowered their heads, and dared not look.
The prince's breathing was heavy. After a long while, he said, "Everyone, withdraw..."
"Check it for me! Check it carefully for me!"
"There must be a traitor in Zhongzhou. Go check it out!"
"check!!!"
When the voice reached the back, it was finally filled with suppressed anger and a low growl.
And the lingering fear.
Many attendants and guards saluted in unison, and then fled from here as if escaping from the oppressive and dead atmosphere in the courtyard. After a long time, the prince stood up and felt that his gorgeous clothes on his back were soaked. He changed his clothes again, drank tea and concentrated, but it was difficult to stabilize his emotions. He felt as if his palms were trembling, and he had a panic feeling, as if his own luck had been cut off and was not so complete and pure.
Those who practice qigong attach great importance to the degree of qi itself.
It means that when good luck comes, heaven and earth are on your side, and when bad luck comes, even heroes cannot be free.
I don't know how much my luck has been cut, it's like losing something extremely precious, I can't help but feel panic.
After a long time, he calmed down and said, "Go and collect the Ode to the Great Peng immediately. No matter whether you bought it or robbed it, bring it back to me. After you bring it back, immediately set off to return to the capital. Something is wrong here. It is very wrong."
The prince muttered to himself, gave his orders to his subordinates, then thought for a long time and decided to change his mind.
He no longer planned to test Qiong Yu's siblings slowly as he had planned before, nor did he plan to use any tricks or pressure from all sides to crush Qiong Yu's backhand like peeling off silk threads from a cocoon. Instead, he decided to go there immediately and force them back with his force!
Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly.
Put the teacup aside.
Stride towards the door.
But just as he walked out of the door, he hesitated. If he walked too hastily, Qiong Yu might notice something and put him in a passive position. So he slowly exhaled, thought for a long time, retracted his right foot, and walked back slowly. He realized that he didn't know why he fell into a state of panic, palpitations, and confusion.
It was as if the sword had struck him, creating a crack in his heart of the Human Emperor.
"You can't do this, you can't do this..."
The prince sat down slowly and concentrated for a long time.
"Go again in three days."
"I will write a letter first and send it to my father."
"Please report this matter in detail."
He went back to the house and took out a wooden box. Inside the box was a jade seal. There were auspicious patterns on it, which was extremely gorgeous. There was also a colorful aura flowing around it, which seemed wonderful beyond words. However, when he took out the item, he was stunned.
On the seal where the prince's luck and fortune intertwined.
A crack appeared, and with a few cracks, it collapsed right before his eyes.
The prince looked pale.
No, in terms of luck.
He is no longer the prince.
With one sword, he was stripped of his life and exiled!
Such a huge impact was like a heavy hammer, hitting the crown prince's head hard, making him dizzy and almost unable to stand. He swayed and put one hand on the table, barely maintaining his balance. His body was still trembling and his eyes were slightly red.
"That's all, the untouchables..."
"How, how is it possible?"
"They are just ordinary people, like pigs and dogs."
"How could you possibly do that..."
The prince seemed to be unable to believe it. His eyes were blank for a long time. His body was shaking with anger. Suddenly, he roared in a low voice:
"How could you demote me?"
"How dare you demote me!"
"How dare you!"
"How dare you!!!"
He swept violently, sweeping everything on the table to the ground. He was gasping for breath, and was so angry that his luck collapsed and backfired. He even coughed up blood and fainted.
…
Beijing——
When the young Taoist realized something and then condensed his luck on the sword that killed thieves.
The sword was not drawn.
There was only red energy flowing on the sword.
The Tianji Pavilion has already begun to become chaotic.
Before this, there was an old man standing at the highest point of the Zhaixing Tower, instructing some young people.
"Zi Wei Dou Shu, the art of astrology, is actually guided by the power of the eternal celestial constellations."
“Try to predict everything in the past and future.”
"Everything in this world has its own destiny from the beginning of the Dao to the Dao catastrophe, and the stars in the sky will witness everything. With the support of things that have remained unchanged from ancient times to the present and even in distant times, your spirit and mine can glimpse a trace of the distant future. The four directions above and below are the universe, and the past and present are the cosmos. The true art of divination is only in the universe."
"Just like words record everything, it is called astronomy and astrology."
"That's why the art of astronomy has been a taboo in our human dynasty since ancient times. It's lucky that you guys are able to learn it. Otherwise, ordinary people, or even nobles, would be considered to have violated a big taboo if they were to learn this knowledge. It's possible that they would be killed."
"The so-called Qi-observing technique and the Liu Ren method are just side doors, far inferior to what I can do!"
The star-pushing celestial master in purple stroked his beard as he explained the astrology method. His expression was calm, but his tone was very loud. The young people around him were all practicing astronomy and calendar, and they couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation. The old man stroked his beard and smiled. As he was continuing to talk, someone suddenly came in a hurry, ran to the old man, lowered his head and whispered a few words. The old man's face suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly and said:
"How could this be!"
"You never talk nonsense?!"
The middle-aged man seemed to be more anxious than him and said:
"This is such a big deal, it concerns your head and mine, how could I possibly say anything nonsense!"
"This, what should I do?!"
The old man, who had been calm and composed before, as if everything was under his control, stood up, said, "You wait here for a moment, and don't touch the books," and left quickly with the middle-aged man, running to the highest point of the Star-Picking Tower in one breath. Although it was a high building, it was a place with a very wide view. Countless streams of light gathered together, crisscrossing and forming an extremely huge star disk.
This is a huge magic weapon created with the majestic atmosphere of the human world.
It is used to observe the universe, to see the stars, and to predict past and future events.
Originally, winter should be the time when the North Pole Purple Star is bright, but just now, the Star-Picking Tower observed a star that had never been seen before. The old man strode forward, first raised his head to look at the twilight sky, and then lowered his head to look at the star disk that always corresponds to the starry sky.
The most central place should be the Purple Star, which symbolizes imperial power.
But at this moment, a red star emerged in the observation of Zi Wei Dou Shu.
The star of the Human Emperor is bright and shining.
This red star is extremely faint.
Like the great sun and the light of fireflies.
But at this moment, the stars that glowed like fireflies only appeared briefly, and they caused the starlight that had been bright for who knows how many years, representing imperial power and the human emperor, to flicker. The red starlight quickly dissipated, as if it was just an illusion. For a long time, the officials on the Zhaixing Tower who were affiliated with the Hun Tian Supervisory Office were speechless.
"What kind of star is that..."
"I don't know. Since the time of the Human Emperor, this star has never appeared in the history of the world."
"At least there has been no such thing in the past few thousand years of the Emperor's reign."
There was another period of dead silence.
The old man exhaled slowly and said, "Everything from the beginning of the Dao to the Dao disaster has been decided. What we need to do is to use the unchanging stars to glimpse a little change in the future, and then let the saints make the decision to lead the entire dynasty to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. Therefore, this star that suddenly appeared in the world must have some signs."
"It is necessary to check it."
"Let us first seek the name from the ancient books."
So all the inspectors of the Hun Tian Supervisory Office took action.
They found the earliest records of stars in ancient times, even those engraved on stone slabs, looking for any trace of this star.
As for the rituals pointing to this star, there are none.
诸天星辰，都有其星君。
但是这一颗似乎已经沉寂了太久太久，并无主持此星的星君存在——因为星辰之位，其实在紫微斗数眼中代表着的是对未来天机的提醒，而星宿如此之多，未必都有星辰和星君，他们甚至不确定这一颗星辰是属于那三百六十五位星神，还是说数目更少的星君位格。
只能够在浩如烟海的典籍之中去寻找只言片语。
也只是这些监察官员都是饱读经典的人，对于这些典籍的大致内容都有印象，所有很快掠过了人皇皇朝到现在的部分典籍，而后又略过了乱世的部分，终于在一万多年前，那个人皇开辟皇朝之前，甚至于是在人皇崛起的乱世之前的短暂记载。
那也曾经有过一个统治了很大区域的王朝，只是后来崩灭了。
在崩灭之前，当时的司天监似乎也有察觉到赤色的星辰。
可是在这之后，这一颗星辰已消失沉睡似的，再没有出现过，到底是发生了什么事情，才让它再度短暂亮起了片刻？虽然只是极短暂的复苏，但是那确确实实出现了，如果说星辰列数代表着对于遥远未来的某种预示。
那么这一颗星辰到底代表什么？
于是喝问许久，终是要以紫微斗数去窥测天机，数千人取出了堪称此浑天监察院之中至宝的龟甲，那龟甲似乎来自于一极了不得的神兽，已历经了数千年的岁月，自人皇的皇朝开辟就已经陪伴着这些推占术师，当年浑天监察院还叫做司天监的。
曾经为皇朝度过了一十三次困境，也因此，上面已满是裂痕。
算了许久，自龟甲之上得到了卜算的答案，中年男子的额头满是冷汗，解读着这龟甲之上的裂痕，道：
“荧荧之火，四下遍野。”
“此星的第一个名字，是【荧】”
“是荧宿！”
星辰的名号往往会和某些人有关联，他们旋即再以真火烧此龟甲，尝试推占出这荧宿到底是因为什么事情，因为什么样的人而出现，于是龟甲之上出现了裂痕，占星师观测之后，解卦得到了这样的称呼——
第二个字是【惑】
那位老人疑惑地询问道：“祸事的祸？”
“不，是困惑的惑。”
“【荧惑星】。”
“预帝星飘摇之事，占曰，荧荧火光，离离无惑，司命不详。”
正要继续推断的时候，中年男人看到了后面的八个字，是对于未来会发生事情的推占，他忽而心中颤栗，看向左右的同僚，忽而一咬牙，用力扬起了手臂，猛地将这堪称是至宝的龟甲扔到了火堆里面，在真火的烤灼之下崩裂开来。
众人惊愕。
“你疯了？！！”老人惊怒，狂呼。
“我没疯！”
中年占星术师道：“就是因为没有疯，才不能说！”
老人还要喝骂他，却忽而意识到了这句话潜藏的恐惧，于是停了下来。
中年占星术师没说出的那句话是，知道了这个预言，我们都会死。
曾经为人皇一朝推占出一十三次灾劫的龟甲就这样在火光之中碎裂开来，在所有人似乎猜到了什么的目光下化作了灰烬，仿佛一声无可奈何的叹息。
浑天监察院的官员们不敢怠慢，将除去了龟甲之事外的所有事情都整理成了文书，将这件事情上禀到了帝那里，只是人皇仍旧从容，只是说一声知道了，便让所有人都退下来，后来史书上记载着，这是荧惑星的第一次出现。
帝犹自笑对美人喟叹曰：朕为亿万万人之皇，有天下，命数归吾，鬼神犹不敢不敬，一笑则天下喜，一怒则天下惊，万人俯首，血流漂杵。
焉惧此所谓星命预示乎？
复又缄默许久，笑而言之——
且唯仁与德，为天下主，无惧天命。
朕，无惧也。
美人盛赞之，做歌而和，帝喜而笑。
——《帝传·三十七·幽厉》
……
剑锋缓缓收入剑鞘的时候，如人在夕阳下低吟着故乡的曲调，一滴滴鲜血落下，哪怕主体是这杀贼剑上的气运，可持剑者的少年道人右手虎口还是已经被震伤，出现了一道狰狞的伤口，垂落于道袍之上，落在人道气运的典籍上，散开血色的花朵，小孔雀被吓到。
小孔雀下意识询问：“阿齐，你在做什么？”
少年道人想了想，回答道：“在修行。”
“修我，修真，修道。”
“顺心意。”
“还恩情。”
他的声音顿了顿，握了握手，鲜血滴落，因为这一次出来是给人治病的，所以有浆洗干净的布条，少年道人取了一部分，缠绕在掌心，先天一炁的境界控制住身体，让血液不再流出，只是被气运反噬的伤口恢复很慢，又道：
“这些都只是空话，我自己也知道。”
“其实也没有那么很高上的理由，甚至于不是什么求公道，求王法什么的。”
“只是我见了很多事情之后，刚刚看他们很不顺眼，而且没有控制自己的心而已。”
“万物不平则鸣，我见到不平的事情，心不宁，就只是这样而已。”
“我不也说了，其实做不到，但是做不做和做不成是两码事的。”
少年道人蹲下来，手指轻轻摸了摸孔雀的绒毛，笑起来：
“我还真是个目无王法的道士啊。”
“有时候还挺小气的，是不是？”
“算啦，带着芝麻饼回去，你的名字还没有取呢。”
少年道人并不气馁于此剑未竟全功，此刻正当盛世，只是这柄剑的力量还做不到，这代表着是那些铁骑的决意，若是如此就可以斩去人族太子的气运，那么人族的气运长城早已经碎裂掉了，群妖四下进犯。
况且连凝聚这剑气运的力量，都是来自于人道皇者之气的【护】，以人道之气的凝聚方法去斩人道气运的持有者，哪怕是齐无惑都觉得自己真的是异想天开。
以【护】之根基，行【杀】之行为。
是相违背的。
如同既要往东流又要往西走。
就连师姐的混元剑典也做不到啊。
便是所谓的以护众生之心而出剑，可是出剑运转气运可不管这些，杀就是杀，再如何纯粹的善心去杀戮那也是杀戮，这是不会变的，那一口杀贼剑上，杀贼两个云篆曾有浓郁的气运，代表着的是以那位校尉为例的玄甲军之气息。
而此刻，被齐无惑强行以元神元炁凝聚的“气运”轰然散开。
这剑又恢复原状。
这人皇之道曾经经历过无数人的修缮，非他一时所能窥破，刚刚只不过是靠着元神元炁强行扭转凝聚成了一股气运，当他的元神离去，就自然散开了，无法如人道气运一样，自然存在，自然变化。
少年道人手抚着剑，感觉到了剑身上的变化，隐隐有些明悟。
“量不足……”
“但是。”
“去一趟锦州。”
“而后再出剑，该会有所不同。”
少年道人将这些被血液沾湿的典籍买了下来，而后把剑匣收入了袖袍里面，和明真道盟的管事告辞之后，后者将他送出道盟，少年道人一步步走入红尘之中，心念平缓下来，只是行走于这红尘，见到盛世的模样，总会想到那三百多万人。
心念在此，此次出剑，虽是畅快，犹不能彻底平复。
反倒像是烈火烹油，火势极为大的时候，在火焰上面洒落了些水滴。
不能让火焰平息下来，只会让火势更大。
这就是八难为什么会让人一步步地沉沦其中吗？
齐无惑若有所思。
一开始的时候，性灵还可以确认自我。
可总是会越陷越深。
总有一日，性灵都会无法确认自己，这或许就是敖流老先生当时所说，要种一棵树的原因吧，以这一棵树来提醒自己的性灵，让自己的性灵以此为锚点，每每见到这一棵树的时候，就能恢复到平和常态。
齐无惑回到了炼阳观，给小道士明心分了些芝麻饼。
刚刚学习了一日的小道士昏了头，才出门就有热乎乎的芝麻饼吃。
于是欢呼。
少年道人在小道士“齐师叔万岁”，“齐师叔最棒了”的欢呼之中，回到了经阁。
取出了镜子，施展了【圆光显形之法】。
镜面上流光变化，还没有看到人，就已经听到了声音——
“当当当当，玄武宿云琴仙子驾到！”
“无惑小道士。”
“咳咳，可准备好芝麻饼玄坛了吗？！”
是故意端着的语气，非要装做个端庄语调，旋即有少女模样出现在镜子里面，眸子明亮，双手托腮坐在一个凳子上，穿着绣鞋上面还有两个小小绒球，看到了齐无惑，那种绷着的端庄就一下子消散不见了，怀里揣着一卷书，道：“无惑，好久没见了啊。”
“嘿嘿，有想我吗？”