In the academy, there were hundreds of high-ranking and highly educated scholars. When they saw the master suddenly throwing the scroll on the table, they started laughing with their beards. They all looked sideways and were surprised at each other.
Among these hundreds of scholars, there were men and women, old and young, all kinds of people with different appearances.
But without exception, their auras, each one, are terrifyingly strong!
The torrent of martial arts will connects the heaven and the earth, and without the need to activate it, it manifests various visions on the side, such as rising clouds, entwining dragons and snakes, intertwining thunder and fire, rising suns, rising and falling Tao Qi, and the transformation of the five elements——
Immortal!
Everyone here is a sixth-level human immortal, a veritable land immortal!
There are even a few of them in this academy. Although their Qi is restrained, they give people a feeling of a deep abyss, which is even better than these immortals.
A young man in a purple shirt carries a big gourd on his back, wears a light robe with big sleeves, and has a free and easy expression; an old man with gray hair and a childish face wears a raincoat, and a sky eye between his eyebrows shines with light; a childish girl holds a book, and there is a bright light behind her head, which seems to be hidden in it.
In a small world, palaces, towers, mountains and lakes all loomed in the bright light; there was even a golden-armored giant standing solemnly in it, his skin flowing with golden luster, like a piece of immortal gold that could never be destroyed.
The boy in purple shirt, the old man, the girl, the giant in golden armor...
These four people's Qi machines are towering and majestic. Although most of them have been restrained, they are still like divine pillars that fix the sky and are difficult to ignore.
The upper three realms——
The four young men in purple robes are even more transcendent than humans and immortals, and are majestic beings who are regarded as saints in martial arts.
"gentlemen."
The old man with gray hair and childish face stood up from his seat tremblingly. He put away the shining eye between his eyebrows and bowed:
"Why are you laughing, sir?"
"Shui Jing, do you know the cause and condition?" The master stopped laughing. He looked at the hundreds of immortals and four saints in the academy, and asked: "How does fate arise and how does fate cease?"
Ignorance, formations, consciousness, name and form, six sense organs, contact, feeling, grasping, existence, birth, old age and death.
These twelve links from ignorance to old age and death, cause and effect follow each other, and the three lives are continuous without interruption, causing people to flow in the sea of life and death without being able to escape. This is the twelve causes and conditions.
"Sir, you are joking. Before you spread martial arts in this world, your students have been practicing Buddhism. They have been practicing Buddhism for tens of thousands of years. How come they don't know the twelve causes and conditions?"
When the Master asked the question, the old man smiled and said:
“In addition to the Twelve Dependent Originations, there are ten, nine, eight, seven-branch and other theories of Dependent Origination on the side branches of the Buddha Channel. Although they are integrated into the Twelve Dependent Originations, they are not found in some Buddhist lineage classics.
Each of them has his or her own explanation. Although the disciple has practiced martial arts, he still remembers some of his old skills of chanting sutras."
While the old man was speaking, he couldn't help but open and close the heavenly eye between his eyebrows. Its color was as pure and transparent as glass, and it contained infinite colorful light.
When the scholars in the academy heard the old man's words, some nodded silently, seeming to agree, while others, although they were disdainful, did not dare to show it.
Among the four saints, the young man in purple who was very handsome in light robes and big sleeves turned his face away and let out a cold snort.
The master saw the performance of the students in the academy, shook his head slowly and said nothing.
The disputes between the Taoist traditions will never be eliminated even after eternity. They regard each other as Taoist bandits and enemies of Buddha. Even if martial arts spreads and replaces the original immortal and Buddhist ways, the grudges accumulated for tens of thousands of years will still remain.
exist.
The prejudice in people's hearts is the biggest obstacle.
"The catastrophe that must be reincarnated has passed through infinite years, but the aftermath it left behind is still endlessly poisonous."
Taking a few steps forward, the master's voice came out faintly: "The black tide has invaded thousands of small worlds. Compared with my hometown that was transformed into boats by sacred sacrifices, your small world of Tanluo is both a great blessing and a great misfortune!"
The master's eyes swept away from the faces of the students in the school one by one, and his eyes lingered for a moment on the visions around them, such as Qingyun, golden lanterns, fish drums, dragons and snakes, etc., and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Although you are not in a boat, and the Great Dao Feihua is only a temporary measure and cannot withstand the black tide, but you, the sentient beings in the Xiaotanluo Realm, are no longer restricted. The number of human beings and immortals alone is less than that of my hometown.
That's ten times more! To put it bluntly, you still have saints in the upper three realms.
In comparison, Hei Tianzi, Wang Qiuyi and their ilk are truly pitiable..."
The black tide is vast and endless, and the creations formed by the gathering of these evil corpses are nothing more than a disease to the gods and asuras who are above.
But to them, and even to the sacred Ming Liangtian, they are enemies of life and death!
After refining the Little Yuan World Sacrifice into a boat, the saints completely abandoned Ming Liang Tian, and at the same time abandoned the tens of thousands of small worlds revolving around Ming Liang Tian.
The Xiao Tan Luo Realm is extremely far away from the Xiao Yuan Huan Realm that was sacrificed into a boat. It is far away from the vast distance of endless void. Therefore, the sacred curtain has no impact on the Xiao Tan Luo Realm.
If it had been before, when the cycle of life had not yet been broken, and the battle between Asura and the gods had not yet begun.
Heaven and earth like Xiao Tan Luo Realm, no matter how far apart they are, are still existences surrounding Ming Liang Tian. Without exception, they are all firmly held in the palms of the saints.
But now——
The current world is shattered, and the black tide that annihilates all realms suddenly begins.
Everything is never the same again.
Therefore, the existing order was broken, the specifications of heaven and earth were re-divided, and everything was brand new.
The saints huddled in the boats of the Little Yuan World, and were no longer able to extend their big hands to other small worlds. They just wanted to cross the black tide and come to the land of the True Oath King to seek shelter.
The other small worlds surrounding Ming Liangtian were either completely swallowed up by the black tide and reduced to a wretched land, or they were like small altars and Luo realms, resorting to all kinds of means such as the Taoist Flower to try to survive in the black tide.
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This is just an insignificant corner of the Great Destruction...
"Without the teacher, we wouldn't be able to sacrifice the Taoist flower. Although we are in a sorry state now, we have survived after all."
A clear, crisp, childish voice suddenly sounded. The girl put down the book in her hand, bowed solemnly to the Master:
"Although the two paths of Immortal and Buddha are superb, they are also obscure and difficult to describe. If there is no teacher to teach the martial arts to the Xiaotanluo Realm, we are afraid that we will have died long ago. This Xiaotanluo Realm has long ago become the same as the Xiaoshanhai Realm next door.
Etu."
As soon as these words came out, all the students in the academy were in awe and did not dare to be negligent. They fell to the ground one after another and praised him endlessly.
Even among the four saints, the young man in purple and the old man who had never dealt with them all fell to the ground and did not dare to say anything.
The inheritance of martial arts is undoubtedly a blessing for their survival.
Before the Master came to this world, the sentient beings in Xiaotanluo Realm practiced the Immortal Way and the Buddhist Way passed down by Qing Emperor. Some of them had unique roots. Those who stood behind Mingliang Tianhou practiced the Divine Way and the Human Way.
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These four kinds of Dharma are sublime and perfect. Each door can point directly to the Supreme Law and realize the eternal freedom of all time and space.
But let’s not say that for the sentient beings in the small altar and Luo realm, even in the Ming Liang Heaven, these four levels of Dharma are incomplete.
And martial arts——
There are nine levels of martial arts, the lower three levels are for practicing essence, the middle three levels are for practicing Qi, and the upper three levels are for spiritual training.
Although this practice method, which sacrifices longevity in exchange for killing, is not as good as the fourth-class method, which has limits after all, it is better than the complete method. In terms of combat power and simplicity, it is even better than the fourth-class method.
The Master came across the black tide and taught the martial arts scriptures in Xiaotanluo Realm. Forced by the threat of life and death, the living beings in Xiaotanluo Realm abandoned their original Tao one after another, turned their magic power into true energy, and converted to spiritual practice.
Martial arts.
On the premise of sacrificing longevity and potential, what they gained was extremely strong combat power and realm.
Afterwards, with the help of the Master, the Four Saints worked together to worship the Great Dao Feihua and protect the small Tanluo Realm that was on the verge of being broken.
Therefore, for them, martial arts and masters are the real blessings of survival!
"I came across the Black Tide to teach martial arts, not just to save your lives."
The master shook his head and raised his hand slightly. The four saints and other immortals who were kneeling on the ground were lifted up by an invisible force.
"Shui Jing, I just asked you what is dependent origination and how is dependent origination and cessation."
The master looked at the old man who was kneeling on the ground: "Before you learned martial arts from me, you were the founder of Huayan Temple in this world, right?"
"What Master said is true." The old man kowtowed sincerely and said, "If it weren't for Master's teachings, the student would have died long ago."
Before the black tide arrived and the Holy Spirit had not given up on Ming Liang Tian, the Xiaotanluo world was dominated by the three sects of Immortalism, the four sects of Buddhism, and the seventy-two sects of side sects.
Among the three sects of the Immortal Way, the Zixiao Immortal Sect is the leader. Among the four saints, the young man in purple shirt carrying the big gourd is the previous leader of the Zixiao Immortal Sect.
The four branches of Buddhism share the honor of Huayan Temple.
The old man is the sixth generation patriarch of Huayan Temple, and he is also the longest-lived person in this world.
He practiced Buddhism brought by Qingdi. Although the Buddhism in Xiaotanluo Realm was incomplete and the Heart Sutra was incomplete, it still allowed the old man to cultivate another world.
With only one step left, he can touch the Arhat Fruition, mold it into gold, fly to the Ming Liang Heaven, and become a sacred member of the upper world.
But this short step was like an insurmountable abyss, which trapped the old man for tens of thousands of years, preventing him from making any progress.
After that, the black tide came, and the Xiaotanluo Realm was in danger. Even the old man, who was accomplished in Buddhism, was unable to stop it and had no choice but to wait for death.
It wasn't until the Master came from afar and taught martial arts in the Xiaotanluo world that all sentient beings were able to catch a glimpse of the sky.
Although Buddhism was abandoned, relying on thousands of years of experience and foundation, the old man successfully cultivated to the eighth level and became one of the four saints in Xiaotanluo Realm. He was also the person with the highest cultivation level among the four saints.
"I know that you have always been curious about me. When I taught martial arts, some people even suspected whether I had some hidden thoughts."
The Master looked around at the students in the academy and said calmly:
"It's such a dark tide that even immortals and gods find it difficult to cross. How can I, a ninth-level martial artist, cross such a distance safely? And why do I have to work so hard to come from Xiaoyuanhuan Realm to teach you martial arts?"
"Master is compassionate and merciful, this——"
"Let's not talk about flattery for now." The master raised his hand to interrupt and said frankly: "To be honest with you, I do have ulterior motives in teaching you martial arts!"
"this--"
"I believe in the Master."
"Teacher, why is this?"
"Sir's intentions can be trusted by a certain family!"
…
"Maybe I..."
Amidst the commotion, a deep voice sounded. The man in golden armor raised his head and said:
"Perhaps I know your intention, sir."
"Just a few words."
"I don't know how you crossed the black tide, but your intention is to spread martial arts..." The golden-armored man among the Four Saints was silent for a while, then hesitantly said: "Martial arts are very good at attacking. In the same realm, immortals and Buddhas
It's hard to find an opponent between two paths. Sir, did you create us because you want to kill the divine?"
The man in golden armor came out of the seventy-two side gates. Among the four saints, his realm was also the lowest, and he only stopped at the seventh realm.
He had always had some vague thoughts about the master's intentions. Today, taking advantage of this moment, he finally spoke out.
"There are only four saints in one realm, and not even one of the nine realms. Relying on you to fight against the saints is like asking for fish in a tree... What's more, the Supreme Virtue Immortal has made a marriage agreement with the daughter of the True Oath King. You
Do you dare to kill?"
The master laughed at himself: "You are wrong, that is not my intention, and what I want to do is much bolder than you think."
"That……"
"The reason why I am not afraid of the black tide is that when I was studying martial arts at a young age, I acquired a natal magical power called Shimmering White Sun Mysterious Technique."
Ignoring the shocked expression of the man in golden armor, the Master replied:
"That is the supreme power of the One Realm. Unless the heaven and earth die, I will not be buried. The Xiao Yuan Huan Realm has long been built by them as a boat to cross the world. It is also because of this that I can not be wiped out by the black tide."
The students in the academy fell silent for an instant, and the air suddenly became silent.
The mysterious power of Hejie?
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
Are there such magical powers in martial arts?
Harmonizing heaven and earth not only means not being killed, but more importantly, longevity.
That long life is comparable to the divine endless lifespan!
"The great mystical art of Hejie...it turns out..." After a long time, the old man smiled bitterly: "Why did the teacher tell us about it?"
"The black tide will be cleared away, and the world will not be far away from the return of Qingming." The master said calmly: "He has already hidden his life..."
Life hidden?
Just a life treasure, what does it count?
"Teacher?" The boy in purple shirt carrying a big gourd frowned: "The students don't understand."
"When I was drowning when I was young, I made a deal with an ancient existence. In that deal, I obtained the Shimmering White Sun Mysterious Technique."
"And in exchange..." The Master paused and spoke softly: "I will spread His word and wake Him up from his slumber."
road--
road--
The boy in purple shirt lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then he was so frightened that he almost jumped up from where he was!
Martial Arts!
That's martial arts!
"Teacher! I——"
The boy in purple clothes just blurted out, but his words stopped abruptly. He raised his head in shock and saw a look of exhaustion but relief on the Master's face.
"Over the years, from Little Beidou Realm to Little Tanluo Realm, I have traveled a total of 24,072 square meters of heaven and earth. I have finished everything I need to do..."
"Teacher." Ignoring the sudden silence in the academy, the purple-shirted boy's lips wriggled for a long time before he said in a hesitant voice: "Why..."
He wanted to ask too many questions, but when the words reached his throat, he didn't know where to start.
Not only him, but everyone in the academy was severely shocked by Master's words at this moment. They had doubtful looks on their faces, which seemed to be fear and joy.
"The older I get, the more frightened I am. For Him, these actions of mine are not even the icing on the cake."
The Master silently raised his eyes and looked towards the other side of the world. There, Bai Shu, who had just passed through the three turbidities, moved the world and naturally revealed brilliant phenomena such as golden lanterns and red dragons:
"He wakes up simply because He wants to wake up.
Just like the fate of water, it is destined to flow downwards..."
