The flags are moving, the wind is moving, and the heart is moving. It can only be said that it comes from Buddhism. The white-browed monk is the most outstanding disciple of the Bodhi Garden generation. How could he not know this allusion.
However, at this time, Ta Ke's heart was full of distracting thoughts, but he had no time to spend time with Zi Qin Lun Buddha.
"No matter whether the flags are moving, the wind is moving, or the heart is beating, people in this world will never be able to get rid of worldly things."
Although there was no trace of emotion between his brows, and he even answered Ziqin's question, however, his answer was at a disadvantage, and he was completely unable to understand the meaning of Ziqin's words.
Ziqin sighed slightly. At this time, his mood was extremely peaceful. He originally wanted to give some advice to this monk, but this monk had actually been blinded to such an extent.
"The monk is so anxious, but he can't even wait for a hundred days."
Ziqin finally said what Pang Ban said about defeating Fake in the original work. His tone was slightly regretful, but the face of the monk opposite him suddenly changed.
This time the disciples of the eight sects besieged Zi Qin, not because the Li Ruohai possessed by Zi Qin also belonged to the evil way, but simply because they wanted to use Zi Qin to find out the extent of Pang Ban's injury.
Li Ruohai is the master of the black list, and Pang Ban is the best in the world. When these two people fight, one of them fights for death, but people can't help but be surprised. However, after being surprised, people will inevitably doubt the relationship between the two.
Injury.
As a magician, Pang Ban is surrounded by Fang Yeyu and a large group of masters. His strength is extremely strong, so it is naturally difficult for others to detect him. Moreover, Pang Ban's vicious reputation spreads far and wide, and the eight sects who are idle do not dare to take risks.
However, Li Ruohai, who was possessed by Zi Qin, had just disbanded the Xie Yi Sect, and his reputation was not as good as Pang Ban's. He naturally became the choice of the eight sects' seed disciples.
However, as soon as Monk Fu Ke spoke out his words, Zi Qin immediately saw through his cultivation, which made the seed disciples of the Eight Sects feel a chill to the bone.
After the battle between two peerless masters, one of them was still able to have such strength, and this person was still the weaker among them. So, what should be the situation of the stronger one? He was not injured at all.
Outside the window, countless people fell silent. Confidence dissipated from these eight sect seed disciples.
Especially Fake. Unlike in the original work, where Pang Ban's confidence was broken, at this moment, Fake was even more doubtful about his own hard work.
After the shocking battle between Li Ruohai and Pang Ban, they couldn't compare to them, so how could they possibly attack this invincible magician? Isn't this so-called seed disciple of the Eight Sects a joke?
Even if the Heart Sutra is cultivated to Dzogchen, it will still be just a dream.
Suddenly, all the energy in Fu Ke's body was released. Suddenly, a chuckle sounded outside the venue.
"Sect Master Li has good tactics. In just one sentence, even one of our masters has lost confidence. Unfortunately, everything in this world has to be done by someone. Whether it can be done is one thing, and whether it can be done is another. Sect Master Li
, what Xiaodao said is still reasonable."
A chubby face appeared at the window, but it was a Taoist priest in his forties or fifties. He had a childlike flavor, but he didn't look funny. Instead, people couldn't help but feel good about him. He was actually a Taoist priest.
Ziqin looked at the Taoist priest, and then at Fake, whose eyes were slightly shining, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
After all, he is not Pang Ban, and his use of mental power is far less powerful than Pang Ban.
He still didn't have the ability to defeat a person simply with words and huge mental power, and the previous supreme state of mind was gradually replaced by a trace of pride when a powerful enemy came.
The fighting spirit, the fighting spirit that belongs to Li Ruohai, and the fighting spirit that belongs to him.
After all, he is not Ying Yuan, and cannot be the kind of Supreme Being who forgets everything in Buddhism. At the same time, he is not Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, and cannot achieve the word "extreme".
After all, we are only human.
Ziqin stood up suddenly, and the wall next to the window suddenly burst open, and disciples from the eight sects appeared in front of Ziqin, some were Taoists, some seculars, some monks, some men, some women, but these were the most elite disciples of the eight sects.
"I'm afraid you came here because you wanted to know about Pang Ban's situation from me. It's a pity, it's a pity."
Ziqin laughed and shook his head as he laughed. These eight seed disciples were elite masters anywhere. However, it was a pity that they had to face the magician Pang Ban.
Shattered Void, if you compare it from the side, it seems to be completely incomparable with the world of Ancient Heroes, Jin Daxia World, and Liang Daxia World, because it is not a system at all.
However, only when you are actually involved in it can you find that this thing is actually close to the extreme of skill, and it is a kind of Tao.
Mental strength is not simply reflected in a certain skill, but is also reflected in a kind of control. Just like the battle with Pang Ban in the valley, Ziqin could feel that he had control over the entire world around him.
Even the slightest movement of air or the falling of a fallen leaf was within his control. Pang Ban was determined, but this was the power that a true master could possess.
This is no longer just martial arts, but a perception of the natural power of heaven and earth.
The Heaven and Earth Bridge in ancient times, the golden age.
Ziqin believed that that kind of power was definitely close to the power of ancient times, and it was no longer a power belonging to mortals.
Although the disciples of the eight sects in front of him are tyrannical, their training is still martial arts after all. Perhaps Fake has mastered the Heart Sutra, or Monk Bushe can touch the edge of the Dao, but it is only a trace.
Ziqin glanced slightly at these eight disciples and smiled bitterly again. The saddest thing in the world is not being defeated, but not knowing.
These people never know what state Pang Ban is in, nor what Pang Ban wants.
In fact, Pang Ban didn't have much interest in the Ming Dynasty. All he wanted was the way of heaven. For Pang Ban, the change of kingdoms was just a casual game in his pursuit of the way of heaven.
If the disciples of these eight sects didn't go to Pang Ban, even if Fang Yeyu and them tried to attack Pang Ban, they wouldn't even care.
Unfortunately, the disciples of these eight sects did not know that what they wanted was to kill Pang Ban, avenge their elders, or become famous all over the world and promote their sect.
"Master Li, your evil sect has done countless evil things over the past decades. Don't blame us for taking advantage of our mistakes."
A cold voice sounded. A tall and thin middle-aged man came with a sword. Before he arrived, his eyes were already piercing like a sharp sword. He was strong, cold, and arrogant, but this man had the air of a swordsman.
Ziqin glanced at this person and couldn't help but smile again. Although the skills of these eight masters were good, their mental state and cultivation were worse than the last.
Especially Xie Feng, the bladeless sword. Fame and wealth are always on his mind.
How could such a person be hostile to Pang Ban?
Even if you are a blacklisted master, if you are obsessed with fame and wealth, your martial arts will be greatly compromised.
With a sigh, Ziqin suddenly took a step forward, just one step. The expressions of the seed disciples of the Eight Sects suddenly changed.
No one can describe this step. It seemed like a simple step, but it happened to be in an incredible position. The seed disciples surrounding the eight sects suddenly felt that they could not attack no matter what moves they used or what angles they attacked from.
He didn't touch Ziqin at all. Moreover, if he attacked Ziqin, his moves would seem to be restrained by his own body.
This is a very awkward feeling, as if Ziqin is standing in front of you, but not in front of you. Your attack seems to have a direction, but it seems to have no direction. And if you attack forcefully, the one who will be hurt first
It must be yourself.
Because the force of your attack without direction will inevitably be shaken back into your own body.
"Master Li's steps are so clever. He has actually integrated the sixty-four hexagrams in one step. Xiaodao is very impressed."
The Taoist priest Xiaoban studied under Wudang and is a serious successor of Taoism. Naturally, he has a very in-depth study of the hexagrams. At this moment, Ziqin only took one step and already understood the mystery.
However, just seeing that if you want to crack it, it is not that simple.
In fact, this step is also Ziqin's peak performance so far. It is the concrete result of all the insights after the battle with Pang Ban and the integration of Lingbo Weibu.
This step can be said to be the fusion of all Ziqin's realms regarding the step above the master and the way of heaven and man.
"The things in this world are nothing more than this shore, the other shore, or not here, not the other shore. Although Sect Master Li is good at tricks, the disciples of the eight sects are not mediocre, so they accompany Sect Master Li to enjoy the emptiness of the scenery that is neither here nor the other shore.
"
A calm and calm voice sounded, and a monk with a beautiful face appeared next to Xie Feng. Although he was a monk, he carried a sword on his back and looked a bit like a romantic scholar.
The monk also had a faint aura of being out of the world, but it made Ziqin feel a little interesting.
He squinted at the monk, and couldn't help but secretly praise him. No wonder Pang Bangao looked at this reluctant monk, but this monk did have his own temperament.
The monk's steps also carried a certain rhythm, and he walked out from Xie Feng's side. After a few steps, he came to Ziqin. A strange aura spread out from the monk's body, and the aura seemed to separate the space around Ziqin.
The illusory feeling that the disciples of the Eight Sects had towards Ziqin finally dissipated. It seemed that Ziqin had returned to reality, and it seemed that they had come to the same world as Ziqin.
Not on the other side, not on this side.
Ziqin sighed slightly, but looked at Monk Busha calmly. He never thought that this monk had reached this level, and if he could go further, he would be able to stand as high as Pang Ban.
Unfortunately, the monk's achievements were limited to this.
The product of the fusion of desire and desire in the monk's nihilism and the art of dual cultivation, the extreme height produced by extreme conflicts and conflicts, although it is enough for people to transcend themselves for a while, it ultimately cuts off the possibility of going further.
However, the monk's achievements are limited to this, and how much better can he be?
Although I already know what my Tao is, it is not easy to find it. It is only in the mist and the depths of the clouds.
This thought passed through Ziqin's mind, but the pride that belonged to Li Ruohai and himself suddenly arose in his heart. Even in a helpless life, one needs to move forward bravely.
Even if you can't find it, you should still live with a smile.
His eyes became clear, and the supreme state of mind in his heart after the battle with Pang Ban finally disappeared. He raised his head and looked at the monk, with a surging fighting spirit in his eyes.
