high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 325 Martial Arts

In the school palace, there are hundreds of scholars with high crowns and belts. Seeing the master suddenly throwing the scroll on the table, they stroked their beards and laughed loudly. They couldn't help but looked sideways, surprised at each other.

Among these hundreds of scholars, there are men and women, old and young, of all kinds and with different appearances.

But without exception, their aura, each one, is so strong that it is terrifying!

The torrent-like will of martial arts connects the heavens and the earth, and without urging it, it manifests all kinds of visions on the side, or the rising clouds, or the dragons and snakes, or the thunder and fire intertwined, the yin and yang rise together, or the Dao Qi floats and sinks, and the five elements biochemical— —

Human fairy!

Everyone here is a human immortal of the sixth realm, a veritable land immortal!

There are even a few of them in this academy, although their aura is restrained, they give people a feeling like a deep abyss, which is even better than these immortals.

A young man in purple shirt is carrying a big gourd, with a light robe and big sleeves, with a free and easy demeanor; the old man with white hair and childlike face is wearing a coir raincoat, with a celestial eye emitting colorful light between his brows; There is a small world, palaces and towers, mountains, rivers and lakes, all looming in the bright light; there is also a golden-armored giant standing in it, his skin flows with golden luster, like a piece of indestructible ecliptic gold.

The boy in purple shirt, the old man, the girl, the giant in golden armor...

These four auras are majestic and majestic, although most of them have been restrained, they are also like the divine pillars that determine the sky, which is difficult to ignore.

The upper three realms——

The four Zishan boys are even more transcendent than human immortals, and they are stalwart existences called holy in martial arts.

"gentlemen."

The old man with white hair and childish face stood up tremblingly from his seat, he put away the heavenly eye that radiated colorful light between his brows, and said:

"Why are you laughing, sir?"

"Shui Jing, do you know cause and fate?" The master stopped laughing, he looked at the hundreds of immortals and four saints in the academy, and asked, "What is the origin of fate, and how does it die."

Ignorance, formation, consciousness, name and form, six sense organs, contact, feeling, love, grasping, existence, birth, old age and death.

The twelve links from ignorance to old age and death, cause and effect follow each other, and the three generations continue without interruption, making people circulate in the sea of ​​life and death, and cannot escape. In this way, they are the twelve causes and conditions.

"Sir, you are joking. Before you spread martial arts in this world, students have studied Buddhism. They have studied Buddhism for tens of thousands of years. How can they not know the twelve causes and conditions?"

Seeing the Master's question, the old man smiled and said:

"In addition to the twelve dependent origins, there are ten, nine, eight, and seven dependent origins in the side branches of the Buddha's veins. Here, each of them has their own opinions, although the disciple has practiced martial arts, but he still remembers some of the old skills of chanting sutras."

While the old man was talking, the heavenly eyes at the center of his brows couldn't help opening and closing. Its color was pure and transparent like glass, and it contained infinite brilliance.

All the scholars in the academy, when they heard the old man's words, some nodded silently, seeming to agree, while others, although they were dismissive in their hearts, did not dare to show it.

Among the four saints, the very handsome young man in purple with a light robe 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 did not speak.

Disputes between Taoism, even after eternity, will never be resolved. They regard each other as Taoist bandits and enemies of Buddhism. Even if martial arts spread and replace the original immortal way and Buddhist way, the grudges accumulated for tens of thousands of years will still remain. exist.

The prejudice among people is the biggest barrier.

"The catastrophe of the reincarnation has passed through infinite years, but its aftermath is still poisonous."

Walking a few steps forward, the master's voice came faintly: "The black tide has invaded thousands of small worlds. Compared with my homeland that was refined into boats by sacred sacrifices, your small altar world is a great fortune 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 stopped for a moment on the visions around them, such as Qingyun, golden lanterns, fish drums, dragon snakes, etc. He couldn't help sighing again and again:

"Although you are not in the boats, the avenue of fetal flowers is only an expedient measure and cannot resist the black tide, but you beings in the small altar world are no longer restricted. The number of human immortals alone is compared to my homeland. That's ten times more! What's more, you still have saints from the upper three realms.

In comparison, Hei Tianzi, Wang Qiuyi and others are really pitiful..."

The Kuroshio is vast and endless, and the creations gathered by these corpses and ghosts are nothing more than a disease to those high gods and asuras.

But for them, and even for the sacredness of Mingliang Tian, ​​it is a life and death enmity!

After refining the Xiaoyuan Huanjie Sacrifice into a boat, the saints completely abandoned Mingliangtian, and at the same time abandoned the tens of thousands of small worlds revolving around Mingliangtian.

The Small Altar Realm is extremely far away from the Little Yuan Huan Realm that was sacrificially refined into a boat, and there is a vast distance from the endless void. It is precisely because of this that the holy curtain that descended has no effect on the Small Altar Realm.

If it was before, before the rotation of the beard wheel was shattered, and the battle between Asura and the gods had not yet begun.

Such a world as Xiaotan Luojie, no matter how far apart it is, it still exists around Ming Liang Tian. Without exception, they are all firmly held in the palms of the saints.

but now--

As the whiskers rotated and shattered, the black tide that annihilated all worlds suddenly opened.

Everything is no longer different.

Therefore, some order was broken, the specifications of the world were re-divided, and everything was brand new.

The saints huddled in the boats of the small world, no longer able to extend their big hands to other small worlds, they just wanted to cross the black tide as soon as possible, and come to the land of the true oath king to seek shelter.

And the other small worlds surrounding Mingliangtian were either completely swallowed by the Kuroshio and reduced to doom, or like the small altars and circles, resorting to various methods such as Daotaihua, trying to survive in the Kuroshio .

Here, it is just an insignificant corner of the Great Destruction...

"If there is no teacher, I will not be able to sacrifice the Taoist fetus. Although I am in a mess now, I have survived after all."

A clear, crisp, and childish voice suddenly sounded. The girl put down the scroll in her hand, bowed solemnly to her master, and bowed down:

"Although the two ways of immortals and Buddhas are sublime, they are also obscure and unspeakable. If there is no teacher to teach martial arts to the small altar circle, we are afraid that we would have died long ago. Earth."

As soon as this remark came out, all the students in the academy were respectful and did not dare to be negligent.

Even among the four saints, the purple-clothed young man and the old man who had never dealt with them all fell to the ground in unison, not daring to say more.

For them, passing down martial arts is undoubtedly a gift of life.

Before the master came to this world, the living beings in the small altar circle practiced the immortal way and the Buddhist way handed down by the Qing Emperor, and occasionally some of them had unique roots. Those who stood on the mountain after Mingliang Tianhou practiced the divine way and the human way .

These four kinds of ultimate dharmas are sublime and supremely good, each of which can point directly to the supreme Daluo, and prove the eternal freedom of all time and space.

But don't say that the sentient beings in the Small Altar and Luo Realm, even in Ming Liang Tian, ​​these four levels of supreme dharma are also incomplete.

And martial arts——

In the nine realms of martial arts, the lower three realms practice essence, the middle three realms practice qi, and the upper three realms practice spirit.

Although this practice method of sacrificing lifespan in exchange for killing is not as good as the fourth-class ultimate method, it has limits after all, but it is better than the fourth-class ultimate method in terms of combat power and simplicity.

Master came from far away from the Kuroshio, he taught the scriptures of martial arts in the small altar circle, under the threat of life and death, all the living beings in the small altar world abolished the original way, turned the mana into real qi, and switched to practice Budo.

On the premise of sacrificing their lifespan and potential, what they won was a formidable combat power and realm!

Afterwards, with the help of the Master, the Four Saints joined forces to sacrifice the fetal flower of the Great Dao, and protected the small altar circle that was on the verge of being broken.

Therefore, for them, martial arts and Master are the real grace of survival!

"I came across the Kuroshio to teach martial arts, not just to save your life."

The master shook his head, he raised his hand slightly, and the four sages and all the immortals who were kneeling on the ground were supported by an invisible force.

"Shui Jing, I just asked you what is Dependent Origination and how Dependent Origination is."

The master looked at the old man kneeling on the ground: "Before learning martial arts with me, you were the patriarch of Huayan Temple in this world, right?"

"What the master said is not bad." The old man kowtowed earnestly: "If it were not for the teaching of the master, the students would have died early in the Kuroshio."

Before the arrival of the black tide, before the sacredness had given up on Ming Liangtian, the small altar and Luo world were dominated by the three sects of immortality, four lines of Buddhism, and 72 sects of sects.

Among the three sects of immortality, Zixiao Xianmen is the leader. Among the four saints, the young man in purple shirt with a big gourd on his back is the previous master of Zixiao Xianmen.

The four branches of Buddhism all worship Huayan Temple as their respect.

The old man is the sixth generation patriarch of Huayan Temple, and he is also the person with the longest lifespan and longest life in this world.

What he practiced was the Dharma brought by Emperor Qing. Although the Dharma of the small altar was incomplete and the Heart Sutra was incomplete, it still allowed the old man to cultivate a different world.

Only one step away, he will be able to touch the Luohan fruit position, reshape the golden body, soar to the bright beam sky, and become a sacred member of the upper realm.

But this short step is like an insurmountable abyss, which has locked the old man for tens of thousands of years, preventing him from advancing an inch.

Afterwards, the black tide came, and the Xiaotanluo Realm was in danger. Even the old man, who had accomplished the Dharma, was powerless to stop him, so he could only wait for death with his arms tied.

It wasn't until the master came from afar and taught martial arts in the small altar realm that all living beings were able to see a glimmer of light from the sky.

Although the Dharma was abolished, relying on thousands of years of experience and background, it was logical that the old man successfully practiced to the eighth realm, becoming one of the four sages in the small altar world, and also the one with the highest cultivation level among the four sages.

"I know that you have always been very curious about me. When I was teaching martial arts, some people even suspected whether I was hiding some thoughts."

The master looked around at all the students in the academy, and said lightly:

"It's such a dark tide that even immortals and gods can't get through. How can I, a warrior of the Nine Realms, safely cross such a distance? And why, I have to work so hard to come here from the Yuanyuan Realm to teach you martial arts?"

"My master is merciful, this—"

"Let's not talk about flattery for the time being." The master raised his hand to interrupt, and said calmly: "To tell you the truth, I do teach you martial arts with ulterior motives!"

"This--"

"I believe in Master."

"Teacher, why is this?"

"Mister's intention, a certain company is trustworthy!"

……

"I might..."

Amidst the mixed voices, a deep voice rang out, and the man in golden armor raised his head and said:

"Maybe, I know the intention of the gentleman."

"Try a word or two."

"I don't know how the master survived the black tide, but the intention of the master to spread martial arts..." The golden-armored man among the four sages was silent for a while, and hesitated to say: "Martial arts are very good at attacking. The two ways are hard to find an opponent, sir, did you want to kill Sheng Sheng when you created us?"

The golden-armored man came from 72 sects. Among the four saints, his realm was also the lowest, and he only stopped at the seventh realm.

He had always been vaguely speculating about the intention of his master, but today, taking advantage of this moment, he finally spoke out.

"In one world, only the Four Sages have been obtained, and not even one of the Nine Realms. Relying on you to fight against the Sacred is tantamount to seeking fish from a tree... What's more, Immortal Zhide once made an marriage relationship with the heir of the True Oath King, Do you dare to kill?"

The master laughed at himself: "You're wrong, I didn't intend that, and what I'm going to do is much more daring than you think."

"That……"

"I am not afraid of the Kuroshio, because when I was young, I was sympathetic with martial arts, and I got a natal supernatural power, which is called Shimmering White Sun Mystery."

Ignoring the astonished expression of the man in golden armor, the master replied:

"That is the supreme law of body and body in one world. The heaven and the earth will never die, and I will not be buried. The Xiaoyuan Huanjie has long been built by them into a boat to cross the world. It is also because of this that I can not be wiped out by the black tide."

All the students in the academy fell silent for a moment, and the air suddenly became silent.

The mysterious art of joining the world?

All the students looked at each other in disbelief.

In martial arts, is there such a magical power?

Fitting the heavens and the earth doesn't just mean not being killed, but more importantly, longevity.

That long life is comparable to the endless lifespan of a long-lived person!

"The Great Mysterious Art of Hejie...it turns out..." After a long time, the old man smiled wryly: "Why did the teacher tell us about it?"

"The black tide will be wiped out, and the day when the world will return to clarity will not be far away." The master said lightly, "He, has already hidden..."

Mingzang?

What is a mere life treasure?

"Teacher?" The boy in purple shirt with a big gourd on his back frowned, "The student doesn't understand."

"When I was drowning when I was young, I made a deal with an ancient existence. In that deal, I got the Twilight White Sun Mystery Technique."

"And in exchange..." The master paused, and then said softly, "I will spread his way and wake him up from his slumber."

road--

road--

The purple-shirted boy lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then was startled and almost jumped up from the spot!

Martial arts!

That's martial arts!

"Teacher! I—"

The purple-clothed boy just blurted out, but the words stopped abruptly. He looked up in shock, but saw a tired but relieved look on his master's face.

"Over the years, from the Little Beidou Realm to the Small Altar Luo Realm, I have traveled a total of 72 square meters. I have done everything that should be done..."

"Teacher." Ignoring the abrupt silence in the academy, the purple-shirted boy's lips squirmed for a long time, and said in a harsh voice, "Why..."

He wanted to ask too much, and the moment the words reached his throat, he didn't know where to start.

Not only him, but everyone in the school at the moment was severely shocked by the words of the master. Their faces had a look of doubt, which seemed to be fear, but also joy.

"The older I get, the more terrified I become. To Him, these deeds of mine may not even count as icing on the cake."

The master raised his eyes silently, and he looked at the other side of the world. There, the Baishu that had just passed the three turbidity moved the world, and the golden lamp and the red dragon were naturally revealed beside him:

"He wakes up just because he wants to wake up.

Just like the fate of water, it is destined to flow downhill..."

　Two in one

　　

　

(End of this chapter)