en and earth, praying to all things, praying to all living beings. He walked all the way to the mountains and seas and prayed ninety-nine times. He didn’t use any strength and energy. When he came to the seaside, his steps were dragging and his body was stiff. But the physical body is exhausted.
It was neither pretentious nor hypocritical, but if he wanted to lift the seal of the guide, he could only do this, exchange piety and respect for the will of the people in the world, and break the cage.
Raising his head, Kong Qiu looked at the sky. There stood a tall and cold palace above the nine heavens, but it was the cage where the most ferocious bird in the cycle of heaven and earth was imprisoned.
The next moment, he raised his arm, as if holding two worlds in his hand, heavy and slow.
“The dead are like this…”
Confucius murmured to himself as he stared at the sky where the joys and sorrows of his childhood were buried. From head to toe, his hair grew slowly at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. turn white. Confucius did not know how to fight and did not practice Taoism. Therefore, the will power of thousands of creatures in the sky, earth and sky alone was not enough to break the seal placed by Jie Yin. Only with his subsequent hundreds and thousands of years of practice could he completely break the seal. cage.
A hundred years ago, the father was the most important person. A hundred years later, Kong Xuan was imprisoned in a deep palace, but it was rare to see Qiu’er, whom he respected as a saint.
The son wanted to be raised but his relatives were not waiting for him, but it was the misery of the world outside the romantic and snowy night. Even if he spent his entire life, Confucius would still rescue his father safely.
“The opportunity has arrived.”
Zhou Jijun whispered to himself as he looked at Kong Qiu, who was willing to sacrifice his longevity.
He had known Confucius and his son for more than a hundred years, and had received great favors several times. However, it was because of him that Confucius Xuan was sealed by a saint. If there were any regrets in this life that made Zhou Jijun feel guilty, this was one of them.
Standing in the sky above the Purple Dragon Kingdom, Zhou Jijun looked at the continent thousands of miles away from the reincarnation passage. A light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his arm and punched out. When he was in Tianji Mansion, fighting Tianxiao could only freeze time, but now, Zhou Jijun’s casual punch is enough to make time pass, and he can go back and forth as he pleases.
Standing by the embankment, Confucius was thinking about how to save his father, but how could he notice the power of the fist flying from behind him thousands of miles away. This punch was not aimed at Jiutian Kongjun Palace, but it hit Kongqiu impartially. The next moment, Kongqiu’s face tightened, his body trembled violently, and the strong Tao power poured into his internal organs from his vest, and he was violently trembling again and again. A burst of impact towards t