In the spring of the twenty-sixth year of Jian'an, a strange fragrance rose from the medicine furnace in Yong'an Palace. Zhuge Liang stared at the Bagua lines that suddenly appeared in the boiling medicinal soup, and suddenly clenched the feather fan in his hand - this was clearly the "image of tripod revolution" recorded in "Yi Jing".
"Report! Red light appears on the river!" The guard opened the palace door. Liu Bei forced his sick body to look out the window, and saw a pillar of fire rising upstream from the middle of the Yangtze River, illuminating the night sky like day. In the light of the fire, there was a vague sight of an old man coming on the waves...
