139 Celestial Phenomena and the Eight Trigrams

"Qin Lin, what's wrong? What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up!" The simple-minded child pulled Bai Zongnan's hand and ran toward the city.
"The abbot said that L County has been a bit chaotic these past few days, so let's head into the city first to gather some information," the simple-minded child said with a worried look.
"Oh~" Bai Zongnan nodded, while trying to recall his own life story.
"My name is Qin Lin, and my Buddhist name is Zhishen. It was given to me by the revered Abbot Zhizhen of Mount Wutai as a personal protector. Before entering the Buddhist gate, I had a military background and served as a centurion—"
"Since you all know it carries an astronomical price, why are you still planning to carve it?" Tian Huatian said unfathomably, observing the group of young people.
In front of Sister Qing, Laiwang was like a mouse meeting a cat, but stepping into the territory of the East Courtyard, he felt like a lamb walking into a wolf's den, his heart in his throat, not daring to let his guard down for even a second.
"There is!" Before the elder could even finish his sentence, the middle-aged man blurted out that there was. It was obvious he hadn't even thought about it, which planted a trace of doubt in the elder's heart.
Chen Yangyang squatted down, trying to pull the two people up who were hugging each other and weeping bitterly. Alas, how could she pull them? They were rooted to the ground as if they had grown roots.
She knew his temperament all too well; she could never win against him. If she didn't go with him today, she wouldn't have a moment of peace for the rest of the day.
The loyal servants around her were so annoying. It was bad enough that they secretly overheard her husband drunkenly blabbing, but why did they have to bring it up and tease her every now and then?
She curled up into a ball, her face flushed, softly "begging" him like a shrimp driven into a dead end by a fisherman.
While the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were talking, Gu Ming and Gu Ying ran in one after the other. The older brother clutched a jade ruyi in his arms, while the younger brother held a nine-linked ring in his hands, crowding around Madam Zhang from left and right to act spoiled.
She gripped her backpack tightly and slowly walked toward the administration building ahead, following the instructions for new student enrollment.
On Earth today, god-tier masters served as a deterrent force for a base and were rarely dispatched lightly. The reason the Capital Expedition Special Working Group was able to assemble fifty god-tier masters was the result of their conscription from various prominent families.
The bearded man laughed heartily and tossed the wine flask. Yi Fan caught it without a trace of disgust, tilted his head, and took a deep drink. With just a single gulp, a wave of warmth coursed through his entire body, banishing the chill.
"You said that on the day the Empress Dowager Mu Qing held a banquet, Bei Liuyun once issued an imperial decree to execute the wife and eldest son of Duke Yun?" Chu Luoyi asked, frowning.
More importantly, the tens of thousands of followers generated by the live broadcast in Yongzhou were still continuing to ferment.
The crumbling space distorted the surrounding area, and Zhenren had no idea where the black hole he opened led to. What if it suddenly dropped him into some unknown place? For example... the homeland of the Otsutsuki clan?
Zhiren was Song Liuming's courtesy name. The speaker was a man of about thirty years of age, with handsome features and a graceful mustache.
Yi Fan nodded, took her hand, and slowly rolled back her sleeve to reveal an arm as slender as jade. Seeing her tremble slightly with tension, he pretended not to notice, took a talisman from his storage pouch, flicked it between his fingers, and immediately ignited a flame, which he then swiftly swept across her arm.
Facing the astonishingly formidable Red-Eyed Griffin, Jiajing, Frieza, and his Golden Cassia, Tigra was temporarily unable to attack these bug-like yet powerful creatures.
Therefore, most people chose to believe Jiajing and migrated to overseas barren islands. These people also became the vital workforce for Jiajing's construction of the overseas isolated islands.
Therefore, when all is said and fathom, this must be credited to the ball of chaotic primordial energy that Ye Han and the Fire Spirit absorbed when he was condensing his golden core. In fact, ever since that moment, Ye Han's golden core had been extraordinary, though it wasn't until he broke through to the Great Perfection of the Spirit True Realm that Ye Han truly experienced the benefits brought to him by the chaotic primordial energy.
The bright moonlight, coupled with the stone lanterns along the path, illuminated everything around them brilliantly. Fan Xueyi turned her gaze to look around. Whether it was the bluestone path beneath her feet, the stone houses nearby, or the thick, ancient plum tree at the corner of the wall, Fan Xueyi had no impression of them whatsoever—not even the faintest glimmer of familiarity.