"There is no need to ask questions in this life. In the past, everything will flow to the east!"
Shang Yi was so happy that his realm had been broken through so much that he couldn't help but imitate those scholars in reading poems.
At the same time, Shang Yi also classified and sorted out his martial arts!
He has learned a lot of skills and inheritance through several reincarnation worlds and travels of Zizi Qiankun Gong, and he has gradually deduced and perfected them. Now, once he breaks through the realm, he must have something of his own!
He can't be number one in the rankings. After becoming a Buddha, he has been using martial arts from Shaolin, Xijian Pavilion, Huanhua Sword Sect, and Xuantian Sect!
Standing under the money tree, Shang Yi's heart moved slightly, and the image behind him changed into a white-robed monk with Shang Yi's face.
"When~~~"
The free heart clock emerged outside Shang Yide's body. At the same time, Shang Yi put his hands together and the infinite Buddha's light bloomed in the small courtyard, but it was covered by the money tree. "I am the only one in the sky and the world." Shang Yi's true self bloomed with Buddha's light, following the money tree.
Illuminating small worlds in many planes.
Immediately afterwards, he held the flower in his right hand, smiled slightly, and heard the sound of Zen. Shang Yi changed again, and the true meaning of Vajra enveloped his whole body, as if Vajra was indestructible.
This is the first posture of the Tathagata Divine Palm, the third posture of holding flowers and a smile, and the fifth posture of Vajra Universal Illumination!
Buddha is worthy of being a half-step fruition. Even though Shang Yi has accumulated countless numbers and has a profound foundation, his deduction of Buddhist martial arts cannot escape the barriers of the Tathagata's divine palm. No wonder Ananda can reach the other shore by reversing the Tathagata's divine palm!
Of course, Shang Yi was not discouraged. Although he had a profound realm, a giant Immortal King was only the perfection of creation in the world. It was far from the other side, let alone the half-step beyond the other side.
Finally, Shang Yi returned to practicing the "Great Self-Invincible Vajra Magical Power to Conquer Demons". He did not give up on this boxing technique, but insisted on perfecting it and improving his own understanding.
This martial art was derived step by step from Luohan Boxing. Although it is not as good as Buddha's Tathagata Divine Palm, and it does not even reach the level of Dharmakaya martial arts, it is still the most suitable boxing method for Shang Yi himself.
After the boxing was completed, Shang Yi's appearance changed again and he became a pure and inactive Taoist, but his face was still the same as Shang Yi's.
This time, the Taoist used the "Sword to Destroy Self" and "Tao to Destroy Tao to Live" among the Seven Swords of Jie Tian.
Needless to say, Taoist Master's Seven Heaven-Setting Swords are even more mysterious and unpredictable than Buddha's Tathagata Divine Palm. They are not only swords, but also avenues, showing all kinds of phenomena.
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The Confucian scholar, the nine-tailed fox of the demon race, the Nine Netherworld Moluo, the heavenly God of Wealth... After breaking through the exterior scene, the phantom of the Dharma behind Shang Yi kept changing, just like when he first enlightened under the money tree, Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism
, demons, demons, gods and other different paths emerged, and finally transformed into themselves.
This is the pure and free Dharma of Shang Yi. Not only is it pure and unaffected by cause and effect, but it is also free to change as it pleases. It is precisely because it is changing and transforming all the time that it can be eternally free. It is easy but not easy!
Not only the Dharma body, Shang Yi will also have the same characteristics after he attains the Dharma body in the future, which is no weaker than the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills that are proficient in changes.
At the same time, with Shang Yi's breakthrough, Shang Yi and I have changed in different worlds.
The monks in the Yinhuang Castle world have broken the limitations of the world. Furthermore, the other person in the Shaolin Temple in the Duoercha world has also surpassed Abbot Xinjie. The Wushuang breakthrough scene in the Fengyun world has made the status of Wushuang City more and more stable. Lin in the Demon Lord world has
Xiao, on the other hand, has not changed, because his state of enlightenment was originally similar to an external scene, but now it is more like a completion of the background.
Shang Yi could feel that a more mysterious power had descended on him. This was because after connecting with him and me, the power of others and me gathered together to make his own power stronger.
If you reach the realm of Dharmakaya, after the true spirit is born, you can use the power of many others to lift the true spirit to infinite heights in the heavens and worlds, so that it can be everywhere and have legendary characteristics!
This is why Su Wuming, the "Sword from Heaven", acquired the legendary characteristic of "being everywhere"!
Although Shang Yi has supernatural powers and is able to have no distance, after all, he is not as "ubiquitous" as is unique to the legendary realm.
Once the breakthrough was achieved, Shang Yi felt happy and took his father to drink in the courtyard.
Shang Yi doesn't drink much on weekdays, but his father likes it, so he also prepared some health-preserving wine.
After staying at home for a while, he was ready to leave to look for Ruan Yushu at the Ruan Family in Langya.
The next day, Shang Yi left home again and headed towards the Langya Ruan family.
Unexpectedly, his parents didn't stop him. They didn't know that Shang Yi was the number one in the rankings, and they thought that Shang Yi had gone out for a while and came back.
Now going out again, in the eyes of the two elders, is equivalent to getting out of the trough and preparing to enter the world again. They are happy to see their son's positive progress, so naturally they will not stop him again, but hope that Shang Yi will be careful in everything!
With the divine foot power at his side, Shang Yi went on the road very easily, heading towards Langya without stopping all the way.
Although he had reached the realm of outdoor scenes at this time, it was still very difficult for him to cross Dajin with magical power in one step. Although Shang Yi was eager to reach Langya, it still took a long time.
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On the top of Shaohua Mountain, the drizzle is falling, the grass is deep and the trees are spring, and only the broken walls occasionally seen tell the story of the Buddhist catastrophe that year.
Stepping on the slippery soil and breathing the fresh mountain breeze, two old men wearing bamboo sticks and mango shoes climbed the back mountain surrounded by several men and women dressed as monks and knights.
After walking through the woods and arriving at the red boulder, a half-hundred monk with a sad expression clasped his hands together and whispered a Buddha's name: "Dorcha died here in the past, and his death was strange."
The leader of the old man had pale eyebrows and deep wrinkles. Hearing this, he said with emotion: "I don't know who exactly killed him, but judging from the scars on the body, we can't deny the contribution of Master Xinji. My fate in the Central Plains has been reversed since then."
The changes in the eyes of the monk with a sad expression seemed to recall the disaster that destroyed the temple that year, with turbulent winds and clouds, thunder and fire, many monks sacrificed their lives, many heroes took righteousness, and his master was so heartbroken that he fought with several hidden masters.
Killing Duoercha saved the fire for the revival of Shaolin and the fire for expelling the barbarians!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He sighed: "In times of crisis, heroes must appear. In addition to the master, there were also Shaokong Shaoxia, Mr. Zhang, and the Buddha Sword Zhending in the past.
Hidden masters came to help, maybe Doercha was seriously injured and killed by them."
"I don't know where they are now, or whether they died together with Duoercha in the past."
A young girl looks at the red boulder and thinks of the heroes and martyrs of her ancestors
"Without them, our Central Plains martial arts community might not have a chance to breathe."
The leader of the old man nodded lightly: "Nowadays, the National Master and the Wolf Lord are at odds with each other, and many masters have appeared in the world. The expulsion of the barbarians is just around the corner, so I came here to pay homage to the martyrs."
The knights beside him took out various sacrificial objects and arranged them neatly. The old man picked up three sticks of burning incense and bowed in salute. Others followed, and several monks clasped their hands together and recited the mantra of rebirth.
On the cliff behind them, Guangzhi listened quietly, the monk's robe moving automatically without the wind.
It has only been a few years, and titles such as Mr. Zhang and Karma-cutting Buddha Sword are like decades of vicissitudes. Unless outsiders mention them, they rarely come to mind.
Time washes away everything, and things that I once thought would be remembered forever can only be recalled inadvertently.
The stone walls on the left and right are rough, covered with moss, damp and cold.
Guangzhi followed the mountain road to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple and walked deep into the corridor.
There was no light in the corridor, and it was dark and silent all around. It seemed that the most terrifying demons and monsters were hidden. Guangzhi's acupuncture points were now open, and the sun was moving in a virtual phase. It was like two sunrises rising in his eyes, and the darkness retreated behind the stone wall.
Walking to the end, it formed a semicircle, encircling a place that seemed to be an open stone room. There were stone beds and tables with rotten futons placed on them.
The motto left by Ananda is engraved on the front mountain wall, but it no longer contains the true meaning. Not far away on the left side, there are faint traces remaining on the wall, like a stone door, with the words "Love, justice, kindness, do not enter this door"!
There is a deep small hole on the lower left side of the stone door, and there is an indescribable flame burning inside. Next to it are small characters. Although it is written in demon script, Meng Qi does not recognize it, but Shang Yi, who has been in contact with little foxes, knows:
"Kill those who are heartless and unlucky!"
At the same time, Guangzhi felt the coldness and terror at the door. There seemed to be corpses and body parts in front of him, and evil spirits and demons appeared, affecting his soul.
But he is Shang Yi's other self. The spiritual platform is so pure that it cannot cause any ripples, and he remains as motionless as a mountain in the face of the terrifying and terrifying feeling!
Stretching out his hand and touching the stone door, the feeling became stronger and stronger. Guangzhi suddenly exerted force, and the stone door made a creaking sound.
Suddenly, Guangzhi's expression changed slightly and he flashed back. The next moment, an illusory river of time flowed from the crack in the stone door. Soon the crack in the stone door had disappeared, as if it had never been moved.
Guangzhi took a deep look at Shimen, looked up at the sky, and walked out of the corridor without looking back.
He was not discouraged. It was not that he had not foreseen such a situation. Guangzhi came here just to give it a try.
This place not only seals the real Shaolin Abbot Kongwen, but also hides the secrets of the Demon Buddha Ananda, waiting for Meng Qi to come and discover it. He is not Meng Qi, so naturally he cannot take action.
Time has just flowed. If the person who came today was not Guangzhi, I am afraid that everything in this world would be retraced to what it was in the original work, even the memories of Meng Qi and others!
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In the real world, on the river boat heading to Huanzhou, Meng Qi dressed up as a scholar with a sword. Once on the boat, he could not enter his room and could not leave. He "study" with peace of mind. All meals and toiletries were brought to and fetched by the servants on the boat.
The reason why he chose to take a boat instead of traveling on his own was because he wanted to avoid distractions and concentrate on stabilizing his current state. Whether it was the opening of his nose or the approaching completion of the sixth level of the Golden Bell, it was all due to the forcible impact of essence and medicine, and there were many flaws.
The place needs to be polished well.
Moreover, he also needs to practice the "Immortal Seal" illusion to confuse the enemy, mental interference and use of energy to relieve energy, the method of reaching the peak of true energy. He also has to calm down and study how to use thunder marks to quickly practice purple thunder energy, and strive to reach eight or nine in normal times.
The normal Qi cultivated by Xuan Gong and Golden Bell Shield will be partially transformed into Purple Thunder Energy once the method is activated, and will be directly attached to the "Evil Tribulation" with the help of Thunder Marks.
At the same time, it is indispensable to study the sword technique of Zi Lei's fifth strike "Crazy Thunder Shakes the Sky", to continue to understand the "Essence of the Heavenly Sword" and the Dugu Nine Swords, and to practice the "Phantom Demon Body Technique" in a short space of time.
With so many things to do, Meng Qi naturally chose to take the boat and devote himself wholeheartedly to it.
Going upstream, the boat sailed slowly, and Huanzhou and its surroundings were surrounded by poor mountains and rivers. Many places with fast currents could only be passed at certain times every day, and the help of trackers was indispensable. Therefore, more than half a month later, the small boat gradually sailed into the area of Huanzhou.
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In the room, Meng Qi was using his swords and swords in unison, without any wind or sound. His moves seemed ordinary, but they kept changing. Every change gave rise to a phantom, and the real and the fake were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.
Suddenly, the sword disappeared and was returned to its sheath at some point. Meng Qi nodded with satisfaction, finally mastering the two methods of the "Seal of Immortality".
The real "immortality seal method" is the internal body seal and the external hand seal. Through the two, the internal organs are connected to the heaven and earth, and the outer channel is the universe. It is a heterogeneous method of internal and external communication. Therefore, after a small completion, the spirit and the true energy can be mixed,
Create illusions and interfere with the enemy's senses.
Because Meng Qi had to use the sword, he could only circulate his true energy to form the body seal internally, and the hand seals were replaced by the outward release and application of the spirit from the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, and finally he was successful.
The method of maintaining the peak of zhenqi is not difficult. Meng Qi has already understood the core idea. The extreme point of life is death, and the extreme point of death is reincarnation. The zhenqi cultivated by the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique and the Golden Bell Cover are also the same.
The kind that recovers quickly. After he boldly tried it, he quickly got started.
When getting started in this area, Meng Qi can be considered successful by using his energy to offload his energy. Although it is not as powerful as concentrating on practicing the "Immortal Seal", it is enough for Meng Qi to deal with most situations when there is a golden bell outside.
A gust of cold wind blew by, making the strong and healthy Meng Qi shiver, quite surprised.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's early summer, it's so cold?" He suppressed his thoughts on studying Zi Lei Jin and sword skills, opened the door, and walked out.
There was a vast expanse of white in front of us, with floating ice floating on the river, and ice and snow covering both sides of the river, making people almost doubtful of winter.
Meng Qi put Xie Jie into the package, carried it behind his back, held the ice box, closed the door, and walked to the front of the ship, intending to ask the sailor what was going on.
When they arrived at the dining hall of the large ship, Meng Qi saw a group of sailors surrounding a place on the deck, cooking in an iron pot with various foods tumbling in it. The rich aroma of meat went straight to Meng Qi's nostrils.
Not afraid of catching fire... Meng Qi thought as he walked over and asked politely: "Dear gentlemen, I wonder why it is snowing in June?"
The sailors sat around to keep warm and looked at the pot. When Meng Qi asked, the leader hurriedly said: "Half a month ago, Mr. Cui Qingyu, the acting head of the Cui family in Pingjin, had a fierce battle with a mysterious master nearby. The weather became like this.
, it may take a year and a half to recover.”
"I see, what a natural disaster..." Meng Qi sighed. Seeing how delicious they were eating, he twitched his index finger and asked, "Fellow heroes, what did you eat? Can we come with you? I will pay.
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"It's nothing, just boiled pig and cow offal." The leading sailor waved his hands, fearing that the shipowner would scold him for neglecting his guests.
It's exactly what I like! Meng Qi sat down politely, gave him a piece of silver, took the bowl and chopsticks, prepared a bowl of fragrant and spicy dipping sauce with dogwood juice and other ingredients, and picked up beef liver, pork
Eat belly and other things with great enthusiasm.
The sailors didn't mind seeing the guests, and they all let go, grabbing each other, sweating profusely, and getting rid of the severe cold.
"Boss, there seems to be something wrong inside." A sailor looked at the lobby of the ship and said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Meng Qi looked over.
A few people were not far from the lobby of the building. They were raising a fire to cook a pot on the snowy and icy deck. Meng Qi slightly turned his head and saw the scene inside through the half-open door. He also understood what was wrong with what the sailor just said.
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In the hall, due to the sudden turn of the cold weather, many ship passengers chose to stay in the guest rooms, wrapped in warm quilts, waiting for the ship's servants to deliver meals, wine, braziers, and thick quilts.
Not much, only about five or six tables occupied.
At the table was an imposing young man with a childish look on his face, and every move he made was in compliance with etiquette. He had a jade hairpin in his hair and a green pendant hanging from his waist. He had no other ornaments. Beside him sat a servant dressed as a servant.
The old man looks very old and has deep wrinkles, but his eyes are open and closed, and his sparkle is exposed.
At one table was a single woman, dressed in plain clothes and white robes, as elegant as a fairy. On the table was a long sword with a white scabbard, her expression was uneasy, and she kept looking at the two tables nearby.
Next to her, at the table was a man with a ferocious expression. His facial features were normal, his hands were as big as cattail fans, and his joints were protruding. He showed extraordinary palm skills. At the other table was a couple. The man was pale and coughing frequently.
She is a sickly girl with a beautiful face, plump and radiant skin.
The reason why the sailor felt something was wrong was because of the expression of the single woman and the ferocious look of the man with big hands.
