Xuan Yao (yao) faced the monks and said, "I have achieved great success in cultivating the Tao. This place is auspicious to me. Why don't you get out quickly?"
The elder of Tianji Pavilion's eyes were about to burst and he gnashed his teeth: "Xuan Yao! You forcefully changed the "Huan Gua" to lead to floods and kill fellow Taoists. Aren't you afraid that the law of heaven will send "Wei Ji" a serious omen?"
Xuan Yao twisted the black lotus with his fingertips, the nine petals corresponding to the nine evil hexagrams such as "Bite", "Peel", and "Kan", but he smiled warmly in the spring breeze: "Omen? Old man, just take a look -"
Xuan Yao threw out the copper coin and it fell to the ground to form the "Da You Gua". The sky fire burned away the cracks in the tortoise shell.
"The sea of blood under my feet is "Li", the mountain of corpses is "Gen", and the fire from Li is the soil of Gen, which is the "Jin Gua" of fire and soil." The fog in the sky suddenly condensed into the image of the rising sun.
"I say today is a good day, who in the three realms dares to say bad things?"
