Zhang Mingtu was stunned when he looked at it. He made countless plans, faced crisis after crisis, and got out of trouble again and again, just to let this brother try to become a martial saint and open a way for him.
Unexpectedly, the brother hesitated before taking the final step.
"We have encountered so many difficulties, encountered so many dangers, and have sacrificed so much. Why don't we dare..."
"Well……"
Halfway through Zhang Mingtu's words, he felt a little ashamed.
In fact, if you think about it carefully throughout his life, he has basically never encountered many setbacks or difficulties.
If we look at it from the perspective of an onlooker, he was born in a remote small town on Jiangnan West Road. His talent in martial arts is so frightening that he embarked on a formal path of spiritual practice at the age of seventeen.
He had already entered the realm of true energy before he reached the age of eighteen, and his talent in martial arts was disappointing.
He was able to practice many superb magical skills together, and although he took many detours, he was discovered to be the reincarnation of a Buddhist Buddha at the age of eighteen.
He was listed as a disciple of Buddhism by Donglin Temple, one of the top sects of Buddhism, and a living Arhat personally abolished the redundant exercises for him, allowing him to major in the original vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Basically, I didn't encounter many difficulties along the way, and I became a martial arts master and even a grand master.
From the perspective of others, this path will cause many people to die from envy.
Talents that are superior to martial arts can make countless martial arts geniuses who have worked hard to practice martial arts angry to death.
If you stop, you can at least enjoy a hundred years of wealth. If you continue to move forward, everything may turn into ashes overnight.
Of course he had to hesitate. The family was already in good health, Donglin Temple would not have too many problems, the problems along the southeast coast had been solved, and almost everything at the border in the North had already happened and could not be reversed.
On this earth, Zhang Mingtu never owed anyone anything.
Does he need to continue?
Zhang Mingtu asked himself. With his current status as Jinyiwei, he was living a very comfortable life. He didn't really want to fight, he just wanted to lie down.
If Xuedao hadn't been too aggressive and forced him to move forward, he wouldn't have worked so hard during this period.
And in the future, the brother will become a Buddhist disciple of Donglin Temple, and he will be at the level of a master. He will be treated politely wherever he goes, and he will be a master. Such a person does not want to work hard, and Zhang Mingtu can't say anything.
With a slight sigh, Zhang Mingtu felt that he could accept any choice made by the other party, so he continued to look down.
…
There is something not quite right in Shiwandashan, something is not quite right between the old Taoist and that Taoist boy.
If I remember correctly, this is not the first time I have come to Shiwanda Mountain. The Taoist boy looked like this the last few times I came here. Now, many years later, he still looks like a child.
The old Taoist people don't talk much about his past, life and origins.
I felt a little uneasy.
When you become a Martial Saint, all your energy and energy must be invested in your own self. Even your life energy will be burned and your life essence will be boiling.
That kind of moment is the most dangerous moment in life. If you are not careful, you will die. But I don't know if I can trust the old Taoist people and fellow Taoists.
This idea of mine is indeed a bit heartless. After all, the old Taoist can be regarded as my master in a sense. He once taught me the Dragon and Tiger Boxing Sutra.
But after living in the mountains for so many years, the old Taoist people really make me confused sometimes.
I have some different guesses about this mountain and this Taoist temple.
…
"Well……"
Seeing this, Zhang Mingtu was a little ashamed and felt that his position was too small. It turned out that the future brother was walking on the established path, never hesitating or wandering, and always moving forward firmly.
The reason for the hesitation is actually because of the old Taoists and Taoist boys in Shiwandashan.
But just thinking about the old Taoist and Taoist boy, there is indeed something wrong.
…
No matter what the problem is, I actually don't have many choices now.
Hesitation and hesitation will not yield much.
In this case, it is better to give it a try. If you succeed, you will be like a carp turning into a dragon and soaring into the world. If you fail, you can also accumulate an experience of failure, and you will be more successful if you continue to walk in the future.
And it was just a suspicion at the moment, so I couldn’t stop eating because of choking. After making enough preparations, I prepared to make a breakthrough not far from the Taoist temple.
With the previous accumulation, although I have never broken through to the Martial Saint, I have deduced it countless times in my mind. It is not difficult to take this step, and it is relatively smooth.
The true power is boiling, the energy and blood are burning, and the life span is disappearing like water, crazily.
The sky was changing color, and I felt a vast and indifferent consciousness, towering over my head and above all sentient beings in the world.
The most important step to become a Martial Saint is the thunder disaster.
I felt that everything was being shattered by the catastrophe.
Identity, status, power and even destiny, talent...
Everything collapsed in the place shrouded in tribulation, and everything was being reshaped.
Everything seems so majestic.
I feel that my destiny is improving and transcending. It is a change that is difficult to describe in words.
It is not unreasonable for the world to call people at the level of martial saints true immortals on land. Everything in the rolling mortal world was shattered in the huge thunder catastrophe, and everything was rearranged.
Under the thunder tribulation, all living beings are equal.
Only power, only destiny can be sublimated under this thunder level. I feel that all the strength in my body is evolving in this thunder tribulation. All the blood vessels in my body seem to be accelerating under this thunder tribulation.
Crazy rush.
Everything seems so natural and majestic.
This is the most unique feeling and change.
Under this lightning strike, my thinking seemed to be infinitely strengthened.
With one strike of the Full Moon Scimitar, it can compete head-on with Thunder.
The pure fist light, the roughly created fist that dominates the world, can compete with thunder and lightning.
After this round, maybe he can really be called the king of the world.
Everything, as long as it is not destroyed under the thunder, will be sublimated to an unimaginable level.
Halfway through the Thunder Tribulation, all of this is no longer what I care about most. What I care about is the Hundred Thousand Mountains. There are countless roars of wild beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
I can feel that there are countless terrifying consciousnesses hidden in these hundreds of thousands of mountains.
Those thoughts were all residual thoughts, staring at me with a vicious feeling, as if they were about to swallow me up at any moment.
They are full of malice and are hidden in many corners of Shiwanda Mountain. When my thoughts are sublimated, I can feel that there are skeletons one after another buried in the mountains and rivers of Shiwanda Mountain. There are demons above the bones.
The evil thoughts of destruction.
There should have been a terrible battle here, and countless demons died here.
And many demonic energies gathered together, forming a terrifying demonic realm here.
This is also the reason why it was difficult for me to get out of this place before.
The small world of Shiwandashan is full of malice towards me, so I can't get out of it at all.
Unless I have the ability to fight against the whole world.
As for the Taoist temple that I had a lot of vigilance and suspicion about, during the process of me becoming a Martial Saint, the secrets of the Taoist temple were also vaguely revealed to me.
A huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram, with that Taoist temple as the core, covers the entire world.
The entire 100,000-meter mountain is covered by the huge Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.
The Tai Chi Bagua Diagram is so powerful that it is the most powerful magic circle I have ever seen in my life. It encompasses the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains and is considered to have immeasurable magical power.
The Tai Chi Bagua diagram covers all directions, which is both a seal and a cage.
It controls the omnipresent evil thoughts in this area and has no way to spread outwards. At the same time, it is also affected by this powerful Tai Chi Bagua Diagram. As the existence at the center of the formation, there is no way to get out from here.
As for the two core points of this formation, in my perception, one is the old Taoist and the other is the Taoist boy.
They suppressed the entire demon realm with their own power.
But the overall situation is vaguely wrong.
Under the lightning tribulation, my thinking was fast and unimaginably fast, and I soon found out the problem.
Even now I can't see through the old Taoist, he is a bit unpredictable.
But that Taoist boy is not invincible in the world. In my perception, he can be regarded as a grand master-level figure. His physical body is full of energy and blood, and his strength is terrifying. Under the Martial Saint, he is considered to be the pinnacle.
character.
Such a person walking in the world can definitely be regarded as tyrannical, but when used as the core of this Tai Chi Bagua chart, it is a bit unsatisfactory.
Moreover, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram should be one yin and one yang. If the old Taoist can be regarded as the fish eye of the yin fish, then the Taoism should be the fish eye of the yang fish.
One method can lead to all methods. Although I have never seen a magic circle like the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram and have no way to use it, I have studied the Tai Chi Sutra. This is a magic circle created based on the boxing principles of the Tai Chi Sutra.
If we put it this way, the fish eyes called Yang fish should be extremely yang producing yin.
To put it simply, there is good and evil here, entangled with each other, forming a circle that can never be torn apart.
Since someone has become righteous, there must be evil. One of the old Taoists and Taoist boys must have a problem, which is the evil that is formed by the gathering of demons who have no progress in this place.
This is very scary.
I also understand why I had a bad feeling in my heart before meeting the Martial Saint.
Before, I didn't have such a powerful spiritual sense that I could see the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains, but I could also feel something bad around me through daily contact. It was my divine sense that was warning me.
"You feel it?"
When I was thinking about it, a thought suddenly sounded in my heart, which shocked me.
I finally knew that the bad moment I expected had finally come. This voice was old and calm, with the meaning of having seen all the glitz and glamor in the world.
"Is it you?"
I look like an old Taoist who is still sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain with an immortal air, watching the clouds rising and falling in the mountains, and his face is still calm with not many evil thoughts.
And among the mountains, rivers and land, there are terrible roars and countless chaotic thoughts with pure murderous intent.
Kill the sky, kill the earth, kill yourself, and destroy everything.
"Have you been corrupted by demonic thoughts?"
I don't want to believe it, but it seems to be the case. When the old Taoist spoke, he felt a pure and pure power invading his mind.
Under the mighty thunder tribulation, not a single thought was destroyed. Instead, it was like a hot knife cutting into butter or hot water pouring into the snow. I could easily invade when I had to spend a lot of effort to fight against the thunder tribulation.
My mind controls my body.
He is still empty in my induction, without much sense of existence, but this spiritual thought cannot be faked, it is the divine thought of a figure at the level of a martial saint.
"Incredible, isn't it? But there are always many incredible things in the world."
"This awesome old man is indeed very powerful. He uses himself as the core, mixes our power, and seals us here, but those who gaze into the abyss will also be gazed into by the abyss..."
"He is a Martial Saint, don't we have a Martial Saint? It would be unreasonable to just rely on his power to suppress us arbitrarily."
"Since we want to use the principles of Tai Chi to trap us here, we must be prepared to influence each other and restrain each other."
boom!
Under the mighty thunder, half of the old Taoist's face was illuminated by the lightning, revealing a half-demon-like face.
Traces of various monsters appeared on the face, including dragons, tigers, eagles, apes...
They were entangled with each other and changed, and finally turned into a dark demon seal.
There are traces of various monsters, but they are completely different from them. It seems to be an extremely unique monster existence.
At such a moment, the thoughts coming out of his mind were terrifying, weird and evil. I felt like I was being eroded by madness, and there was a terrible ordeal living in my heart.
boom!
Another bolt of lightning struck, and the old Taoist's expression once again changed to be upright and peaceful, returning to his previous immortal appearance. He sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, chanting in a low voice.
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
While reciting, another thought of peace and vicissitudes of life resounded in my mind.
"Take the thunder tribulation to the edge of the Shiwan Mountain. Use the thunder to split the evil thoughts of the saints and tear apart the mirage's mist...Leave this place and never come back."
At this moment, the old Taoist's thoughts seemed to have the upper hand.
"how so?"
I was shocked. The young Taoist boy stood aside, looking at me with a complicated expression and saying nothing.
The Taoist boy's body was also covered with countless demonic marks, but his eyes were still upright and peaceful, with clear distinction between black and white.
In the Taoist boy's arms, a simple seal glowed slightly.
The old Taoist sighed.
"When I came here, it would have been like this. Where there are demons everywhere, how could there be anyone? I have been dead for a long time. My remaining thoughts are sometimes human and sometimes demon. Sometimes I can't tell whether I am a human or a demon.
"The memories of the two parties will not be mixed when I am a human. I am a human with human memories. When I am a demon, I am a demon. I only have the memory of the demon..."
The old Taoist spoke eloquently, and even though he said such horrible and terrible things, his expression still did not change much.
It seemed a little calm. After a long time, the old Taoist looked up at the sky again and let out a faint sigh at me.