The innate realm is naturally not that easy to enter.
Excluding Pasiba, in the Central Plains martial arts, from ancient times to the present, there have been only two beings who have stepped into the innate realm. One is Bodhidharma, the founder of Shaolin Temple, and the other is Zhang Sanfeng.
Of course, there may be other beings from both Buddhism and Taoism who have entered the innate realm, such as Zhang Daoling, the founder of Longhu Mountain who has been passed down for thousands of years, Huineng, the sixth ancestor of Zen, and Xiaoyaozi who created many miraculous achievements of Xiaoyao Sect.
Wait, but whether these people have entered that realm is just a guess, and no one can really know.
As for people like Huang Shang, who has comprehended the Nine Yin Manual himself, and Doujiu Monk, who has created the Nine Yang Divine Art with the help of the Nine Yin Manual, we can be sure that their realm is definitely not innate.
Because these martial arts are of course shocking and rare in the world. If you practice them to great perfection, you can be respected even among the top masters, but they stop there and do not involve the cultivation of spirit, the cultivation of mind, and creation.
The practitioner did not mention it at all, but there was a soul-moving method in Huang Shang's Nine Yin Manual, which slightly involved spiritual cultivation.
If you want to enter Xiantian in martial arts, you must first perfect your inner strength and purify your true energy until it liquefies and then fills the entire Dantian. Then, you can understand your own way and your spiritual cultivation will enter Xiantian. After that, you have to spend hard work and gradually gradually
Open up all the acupoints all over the body and connect with heaven and earth.
If the internal strength is insufficient, it will never be possible to open the acupuncture points all over the body. If the mental cultivation is insufficient, even if the acupoints all over the body are opened, it will not be able to control the spiritual energy that is continuously poured into the body, and it will be forced to death.
Mo Li had been sitting for three years and practicing hard for three years. His internal strength and spiritual cultivation had met the conditions for promotion, but he no longer had time to slowly open up the acupuncture points.
This level seems to be the simplest, but in fact it takes the most time. Zhang Sanfeng is as talented as Zhang Sanfeng. He started his own martial arts in his twenties and practiced martial arts to Mo Li's current state. However, when he entered the innate state, he was also a human being.
In middle age, at the age of forty.
Although Mo Li's qualifications are good, he is still a little inferior to a great master like Zhang Sanfeng who has carried on the past and opened up the future. Even with Zhang Sanfeng's previous guidance, it would have taken ten years for him to open up the acupoints.
However, ten years later, what if Pasiba returns to the top, or even takes advantage of the battle three years ago to reach a higher level?
He was also an extraordinary Buddhist prodigy, and Mo Li could not wait, nor could he wait. According to his speculation, three years would not be enough for him to recover from the sword wounds Zhang Sanfeng had left.
In fact, Li Li's guess was correct. Although Ba Si Ba relied on the secret method of initiation to escape death, his injuries were so severe that he had spent the past three years recuperating from his injuries, but he was still not well, so much so that he had not yet re-cultivated Dragon Elephant Prajna.
His internal and external skills were far inferior to those he had achieved during his duel with Zhang Sanfeng three years ago.
But as the man himself said, no matter how injured he was, he was still in the innate realm. If Mo Li wanted to compete with him, he had to enter the innate realm.
So Mo Li entered.
Instead of opening up the acupuncture points bit by bit, he used the pure Yang Wuji Qi that he had cultivated for many years to forcefully and violently break open all the acupoints in an instant. Needless to say, the damage to the body was great, but the effect was
It's also first-rate.
As the acupoints are penetrated, Mo Li connects the heaven and the earth, and the spiritual energy continuously pours in and transforms into true energy. The source is endless and the cycle repeats. Not only does the skill greatly increase, it is far superior to the ultimate state, but there is no longer the worry of exhaustion of true energy.
!
In this state, Mo Li once again used his sword intention to strike with a sword.
When the sword rises, the clouds move in all directions!
The black and red mottled sword light covered the sky, drowned the night, swallowed up all the brilliance, and headed straight for Pasiba with an indomitable attitude.
This is a sword that contains all of Mo Li's killing intent and belief. It is also the most amazing sword he has wielded since his debut!
The sword light stirred up the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and the fierce sword wind blew out deep ravines one after another on the south peak of Huashan Mountain. The vegetation that was steamed to ashes by the scorching breath of Mo Li's Chunyang Wuji Kung was also torn apart by the sword energy.
It shattered into countless black ashes and scattered in all directions.
Murderous, chilly, biting and cold.
Just watching the battle from a distance, all the heroes present felt the cold air rising from their bodies, spreading all over their bodies, like thousands of swords aimed at every vital part of their body, unable to stop or break, facing this sword
, their ending is only the word death!
Everyone stood there, not daring to move, as if they would be pierced by the sword if they moved just that much. At this moment, there were no more thoughts in their minds, only this sword was left, and this sword was the most powerful sword in the world.
A sharp long sword!
The black and red mottled sword light is like the Milky Way falling from the sky. It is so vast and majestic that it covers the sky and the sun. It is poignant and vast, but there is an irresistible murderous intention hidden in it, rushing towards Ba Siba.
Facing this innate sword, facing this cold and fierce murderous intention, Ba Siba smiled softly, pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, and shouted in a deep voice: "I am the only one in heaven and earth."
In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who is supreme!
The sound was like thunder, the words shook the heaven and the earth, and the black and red mottled mighty sword light was struck by it!
In an instant, a faint Buddha light shone from the white-robed monk. In an instant, it shot straight into the sky, blooming with immeasurable light and covering the immeasurable world!
In the dazzling glazed Buddha light, a huge golden Buddha statue appeared again in the world. The golden body was majestic and filled with treasures, filling the heaven and earth. The whole body was filled with the Zen spirit of great purity, great compassion and great liberation.
Different from the phantom of the golden body just now, this giant Buddha is extremely solid, as if Sakyamuni from the Namo Paradise World has come in person. It is majestic and vast, encompassing the four seas, making people unable to control themselves and giving birth to a heart of awe and refuge.
The Buddha's light on the giant Buddha illuminated half of the sky. Facing the overwhelming black and red sword light, he stretched out a golden Buddha palm and stood in front of him calmly and without any pyrotechnics.
Although the golden Buddha's palm is huge, it does not contain the vastness of the infinite universe as before. Even one palm is not enough to completely resist the surging black and red sword light.
However, inexplicably, everyone has an intuition, that is, it is impossible for this sword light to break through the defense of the Buddha's palm. That big Buddha seems to be the strongest pillar between heaven and earth, dominating the three realms and submitting to the heavens!
call out!
The sound of the sword light breaking through the air had already submerged the golden Buddha's palm inside it. The golden brilliance and the black and red sword light were both extremely bright at this moment, making it impossible for people to see clearly what was happening inside.
However, this only lasted for a moment. After a moment, the light dimmed, and in the sky, except for a giant golden Buddha sitting cross-legged, there was no trace of black and red sword light.
"This...this is..."
Song Yuanqiao suddenly trembled all over. He looked solemnly at the golden Buddha that filled the world. He saw that on the Buddha's palm that resisted the sword light, there was a long and narrow sword mark that penetrated deep into it. However, the Buddha still existed.
, and the sword light disappears, what this means is self-evident.
Yu Lianzhou said in a lonely tone: "Li'er has been defeated."
He is the one with the highest martial arts skills among the Seven Heroes. With one sword and one palm, everyone can see the martial arts more clearly than him.
The black and red sword light, which contained the supreme sword intention, poured into the palm of the Buddha. Its power was irresistible, but the Buddha was as motionless as a mountain. The endless Buddha light was an endless stream. In an instant, that Buddha was
A sharp sword light wiped away everything.
It should be noted that this sword light was already the strongest sword that Mo Li could use to forcefully break Ru Xiantian and condense his energy and spirit after his body was injured!
His sword intention, internal strength, and physical strength are all at their peak. His next sword will never be more powerful than this sword. However, even such a sword cannot break through Pasiba's defense. The outcome is
Need I say more?
Ninety-nine percent of the powerful people present did not yet understand that the outcome was decided, and were still immersed in the fight between the two of them just now. However, the remaining ones who could understand, besides being shocked, were left with regret in their hearts.
It's a pity that Wudang has lost another master. It's a pity that in the Central Plains martial arts world, no one can subdue this Western Region monk!
The golden Buddha illuminated the sky, and the white-robed monk Pasiba under the Buddha bowed his head low and said calmly: "You risked your life to force yourself into the innate world. After all, you have never defeated the old monk. You have reached this point."
At that time, you only had a few days to live, have you ever regretted it?"
The Taoist stood with his sword straight.
Wearing a green shirt, it was fluttering in the wind, and the long sword was still humming. Anyone could feel the unyielding sword intention contained in that Ziwu Sword.
Tang Jiuer could see clearly that under the Buddha's light, there was not a single touch on Master Ziwu's handsome facial features. His brows and eyes were both determined and sharp, just like when he raised his sword and first met Pasiba.
Therefore, he will definitely die here today, wielding the last sword and die.
A sudden realization suddenly arose in Tang Jiuer's mind. For no reason, a faint bitterness and melancholy lingered in her heart, making her feel so painful that it was difficult to breathe.
She wanted to stop him verbally, but she knew in her heart that no one could stop him. He gave up everything and sat in the unknown Taoist temple for three whole years, waiting for this moment.
Peace of mind despite death!
"I'm not defeated yet."
Mo Li replied loudly, and his voice spread throughout the south peak of Mount Huashan along with the mountain wind. It was clearly audible in the silent night. Everyone could hear the confidence in the tone of this contemporary sword god.
Perhaps in the eyes of most people in the world, the sword god should be so confident, but in the eyes of masters who have reached the first-class or even the ultimate level, they really don't understand where Li Li's confidence comes from.
The same goes for Phagpa.
He looked at the somewhat stubborn young man in front of him, remained silent for a moment, and then said: "God has a good life, and the old monk can let you choose. Would you rather die in the hands of the old monk, or go down the mountain?"
Li Qiye shook his head calmly and said firmly: "I don't even have a choice, I want you to die."
No matter how well-educated Pasiba was, no matter how much he admired the young man in front of him, he was rejected again and again, and there was an unknown fire in his heart.
He said: "Okay, if you insist on doing this, the old monk will send you on your way."
The golden Buddha sitting cross-legged in the sky suddenly moved. A golden palm was pushed out flatly, and slowly pressed down. The blazing glazed Buddha light suddenly bloomed from the golden Buddha's palm, filling everyone's vision and flooding the world.
Everything!
Under the immeasurable golden Buddha light, Mo Li was dressed in a green shirt. He stood in the field holding the Ziwu Sword with an indifferent expression. Even under the golden Buddha light, he was as small as an ant.
This is not the real golden body of Buddha, but the manifestation of Phagpa's own supreme spiritual cultivation. With one palm, there will be no damage to the real world, and nothing will happen to Mo Li's body. However,
His spirit will be completely destroyed by this palm, and he will die without any injuries, just like Xie Xun who was killed by his sword.
Mo Li stared at the golden Buddha light, and in a daze, he saw many pictures.
It was the scene where Song Qingshu called his junior brother and asked him to help cover up so as to avoid punishment;
It was Song Yuanqiao who taught him earnestly and for more than ten years, taught him how to practice martial arts and how to be a good person;
It was Yin Liting who went crazy because of Ji Xiaofu's incident and finally woke up and said "I don't blame you";
…
All kinds of past events all came to mind, and every plant and tree on Wudang Mountain was all lingering in my mind, but in the end, they all condensed into an old Taoist figure with a childish face and a kind face.
The old Taoist looked at him deeply and said nothing. He just sighed deeply and shook his head, with a heavy look on his face.
"Master, don't blame me. Li'er has wasted all your efforts in teaching me." Mo Li murmured in his heart, but slowly raised the long sword in his hand.
Zhang Sanfeng, who has been practicing Taoism all his life and is over a hundred years old, treats Wu Dang's younger disciples as if they were his own nephews, treating them with closeness and harmony.
For the sake of his disciples and Wudang, he knew clearly that after ascending, he would not know whether he would live or die, but he still chose to protect his disciples and use all his strength to kill Ba Siba.
In life, some persistence is always more important than life.
Mo Li's eyes were extremely firm, and he looked at the golden Buddha's palm from a distance, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Master left for us, if I don’t take revenge, how can I feel at peace in my heart?!
In this battle, I will definitely kill you!
A tyrannical force of energy and blood suddenly surged from Mo Li's body. Faintly, a shadow of a dragon elephant formed behind him. In his limbs and bones, pure Yang Wuji true energy flowed endlessly, and the red true energy flowed endlessly.
His robes billowed up, and the hot breath spread out again, almost burning the sky and destroying the earth!
Looking directly at the huge Buddha palm that fell down, that golden Buddha statue, Mo Li stepped forward with absolute momentum, and swung a sword without leaving any room!
I have been waiting for this sword for three whole years!
The black and red mottled sword light lit up again, the phantom of the dragon elephant around Mo Li disappeared, the burning aura around him also dissipated, and the energy and spirit gathered together again and merged into the long sword in his hand.
The sword light was condensed and pure, with only one ray. Under the light of the golden Buddha palm, it was so weak that it could be ignored. However, it shot straight up to the sky with great tenacity. In an instant, it suddenly divided into nine rays. Then, Mo Li's
The sound of violent shouting sounded:
"Mo, please ask the living Buddha to ascend to heaven!"