Chapter 571 (1/2)
Ze Gua, the 58th hexagram, hexagram words: for Ze Gang, inside soft outside.
The same hexagram overlaps with each other.
Water is water.
The two lakes are connected, the two waters communicate, and the upper and lower parts are in harmony.
”On the bottom of the ridge, Ze is trapped!”
The images of hexagrams changed again.
The different Hexagrams are different. The upper hexagram is Dui, while the lower one is the ridge, and the Kan is the Yang, which is the water. The daze is leaking, and the water plants, fish and shrimp are all living in poverty. The sun is under the shade, just for the soft cover.
”Xiang” said: water, sleepy.
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the hexagram of Ze is generated, and a faint wave of Qi is generated. In a trance, it seems that there is some indescribable connection with the mire.
the cold feather smiled again, then breathed deeply, then gathered the strength of all the remaining stars of God, and whispered, ”Ze trapped hexagram, open!”
However, the hexagram of zeqian in the palm of his hand began to disintegrate slowly in his low voice. Slowly, the shape of the hexagram was lost.
At this time, when I looked into the mire, I saw that the sticky mud that had been tightly attached to the bodies of Hanyu xiongba and Hanyu juxiao couldn't resolve itself and retreated from them one after another. Finally, their complete bodies were exposed outside the mire!
The spirit has been extremely tired, but fortunately, Hanyu Xiaotian's physical strength is not in the least under those two people, and even had it.
Two people's bodies down on the ground on the Bank of the mire, Hanyu Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Take out the antidote pill prepared by the family for each member of the clan, feed them water and drink it. Hanyu Xiaotian then plunges himself into the ground and allows the God of stars to recover himself...
after a long time, when Hanyu xiongba and Hanyu juxiao wake up one after another, they feel like they have had a terrible dream.
In my dream, I seem to be trapped in the quagmire of terror. The more I struggle, the deeper and faster I sink. At the same time, a strange smell is constantly killing my nerves.