fifth form

Chapter 3266: Hexagrams beget hexagrams, fish beget fish.

The art of luck doesn't cover all aspects, but rather has a focus, which is what people commonly refer to as 'which aspects are luckier'.

Zhang Xuezhou initially had doubts, feeling that the numbers presented in the divination were somewhat strange.

But when he actually came into contact with him, he realized that there was a difference between what Huo Qubing saw and reality.

Many emperors left their mark of sacrifice at Mount Tai, and it seems that fortune-telling techniques have come into contact with this.

Holding the tail of the Yinglong that Huo Qubing had transformed into, Zhang Xuezhou's gaze fell upon countless golden lights in the sky, like a long river, enveloping an emperor dressed in plain robes.

The other person held a peculiar herb in their hand, had a gentle expression, and countless figures appeared behind them.

The emperor bowed and offered sacrifices to heaven and earth, and then held medicinal herbs and sprinkled rain and dew on many people.

The other person murmured ancient words, which Zhang Xuezhou vaguely understood. The general meaning was that the emperor was bestowing blessings, making everyone more fortunate when distinguishing medicinal herbs and poisonous plants, and also helping them avoid the injuries caused by erysipelas.

Once Zhang Xuezhou understood what it meant, he couldn't help but exclaim.

He had never encountered anything like this since he began practicing cultivation techniques, and it was completely different from the cultivation methods of emperors. He never imagined that there were further subdivisions of cultivation techniques.

If he could receive a blessing, he would undoubtedly want one.

Zhang Xuezhou was a shameless person, so he used the most direct method to ask for it.

While Huo Qubing was still somewhat dazed, Zhang Xuezhou saw the emperor wave the herbs, and a long river of golden light descended from the sky.

There seemed to be a medicinal fragrance in his body, as if some chronic illness had been suppressed and disappeared. Zhang Xuezhou felt that something had changed in his body.

If he weren't still in the process of being guided through the new emperor's sacrificial rituals, he would have been quite eager to check his own situation.

This change is undoubtedly positive, and as a survival-oriented cultivator, Zhang Xuezhou can clearly perceive the impact of both good and bad.

"Xiao Huo, hurry and check on the situation at number three!"

The golden light receded into his body, and Zhang Xuezhou was satisfied. He also urged Huo Qubing to take him to the next place.

"Master, I have a bad feeling about this," Huo Qubing replied, then added, "Shouldn't we be more careful? I feel like the numbers have turned into people, and I think I'm hallucinating!"

"As a man, don't worry about such trivial matters!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head, finding it difficult to explain to Huo Qubing the techniques he had not yet figured out.

In short, while the new emperor was using the Fengshan edict to guide people through the initial formation of their physical bodies, he had to rummage around and see if he could gain any benefit.

"Don't bite my tail...wait, why do I feel like I have a tail now?"

"Don't worry about such details," Zhang Xuezhou complained. "Your perspective is somewhat different from ours. Get to work, and I'll definitely remember you if I benefit from this!"

"I have a feeling that something's not right!"

Huo Qubing kept muttering, but he didn't seem to be delaying his work, nor did he keep asking questions.

He wandered around with Zhang Xuezhou, venturing into the number three that he knew.

The river that Huo Qubing embodied was merely a torrent of golden light to Zhang Xuezhou.

In this torrent, a middle-aged man with a human body, a snake tail, and long hair wandered around, as if he were constantly searching.

"This is the form of the extraterrestrial demons I saw back then. There are also snake-men like this in the Spirit Wood Staff. They also came to Mount Tai to worship the brand marks!"

Zhang Xuezhou clearly still leaned towards two-legged creatures; he didn't want to get involved with the other party.

Before he could pull Huo Qubing away, Zhang Xuezhou heard Huo Qubing shout loudly.

"Brother, I'm still a kid who can grow up. What do you think of me? Can you give me some benefits?"

As Huo Qubing's voice faded, Zhang Xuezhou saw a man with a human body and a snake's tail bowing his head and gazing at him in the golden light.

A gaze, both cold and gentle, swept over him, and Zhang Xuezhou felt as if his body had been scanned by some kind of instrument. All the things he had hidden seemed to vanish under the other person's gaze.

"Heaven and earth have yin and yang, yin and yang give rise to the two forms, the two forms give rise to the four symbols, the four symbols give rise to the eight trigrams, and the trigrams give rise to the trigrams, which is an endless art..." As the golden light fell, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the Huo Qubing he was holding had begun to spin.

Just as he loosened his grip to escape this state, he felt a tremendous force pushing against his body from behind, keeping him spinning continuously.

"That old guy is dishonest; he seems to be trying to trap us!"

Huo Qubing let out a scream and flapped his wings repeatedly, trying to escape the spinning state.

"He seems to have set a test; it won't be easy to get anything from him!"

Zhang Xuezhou called out, trying to comfort Huo Qubing, but before he could finish speaking, Huo Qubing's figure and voice had already disappeared from his senses.

Not only Huo Qubing, but also the bodies of the new emperor and others disappeared. Zhang Xuezhou looked around and saw that the world around him was empty and desolate.

"Oh no, I don't have Huo Qubing's eyes, I can't see anything, how am I supposed to solve this problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou had already sensed this and did not want to take advantage of the situation, but his actions could not keep up with the changes.

He joined in the fun purely because of Huo Qubing; without Huo Qubing's watchful eye, how could he possibly discern anything?

Just as he couldn't see the numbers Huo Qubing had mentioned before, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't see the layout of this vast world either.

"Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols and the Eight Trigrams—this formation probably needs to be broken!"

Zhang Xuezhou had fought various battles while in a state of magical manipulation, and he had seen a great deal, but he had never seen a formation in this state before.

He even struggled to understand the principles behind the formation of the array.

Breaking a formation can be done either by recognizing its form and countering its moves, or by using brute force to break through its defenses without recognizing it, thus overcoming its skill with brute force. Alternatively, one can escape the formation's constraints by sheer luck.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't hesitate for long. He was not good at countering every move and did not have the means to use violence, so he could only try his luck.

Perhaps he could wait for the new emperor's Fengshan ceremony to end, and then hopefully emerge from this state, but Zhang Xuezhou did not want to gamble on the trouble that might result from forcibly severing ties.

Ultimately, he only gained the benefits of tactics but not the meaning, his understanding was limited, and his attitude towards the unknown tended to be conservative.

With a gentle sway, the dragonfish began to emerge like a galaxy, then continued to burrow into all directions.

"The art of divination is endless, and the number of fish I begets is also endless. Using my numbers against your techniques, there's always a chance of luck!"

The phantom of the dragonfish spread like a torrent throughout the world, constantly wandering.

If any clue accidentally solves the problem, Zhang Xuezhou can follow up.

He can even switch the order of the real and the fake in an instant by swapping the real and the fake, so that the main body of the technique and the illusory image can switch positions, thus seizing the opportunity.

"Simplifying complexity is difficult, but simplifying complexity is even more difficult!"

Upon hearing the voice he sensed, Zhang Xuezhou leaped up, and the movements of the new emperor and others reappeared.

Only a sigh remained in his ears.

When Zhang Xuezhou turned around and looked back, there was no longer any golden torrent or the image of a man.

"They didn't give me anything and almost locked me up, they're so stingy!"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but complain, feeling that this great cultivator who had left his mark on Mount Tai was not very kind.

Just as he was about to look for Huo Qubing again, he heard a familiar voice calling from not far away.

"Brother, I'm still a kid who can grow up. What do you think of me? Can you give me some benefits?"

Huo Qubing's shameless voice reached my ears, but he had already disappeared by the time I glanced at him.

Zhang Xuezhou was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He emerged much slower than Huo Qubing. Perhaps this great cultivator wasn't stingy and wouldn't give anything, but rather that he might have given the benefits to Huo Qubing.

Running fast has its advantages; he ran out slowly and got nothing this time.