Taiqing Sword

Chapter 77, Maha Infinite

This mighty crowd, all sects and gangs along the way avoided them one after another, when they reached a place where Shangguan Jinghong slowed down, he was about to arrive at Leng's house.

"My lord, why don't I go talk to Patriarch Leng." Qin Zheng saw Shangguan Jinghong's hesitation.

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head: "I'll go by myself, you are all waiting for me here."

Shangguan Jinghong carried the ice coffin to the door of Leng's house alone, the door guard disciple looked at it, and greeted him happily: "It's my uncle who has returned."

Before the gatekeeper disciple approached, Shangguan Jinghong knelt down outside the door with a plop. The gatekeeper disciple was startled, and he didn't step forward for a while, and it wasn't good if he didn't step forward. Another disciple quickly ran into the door to report.

After a while, Leng Lingfeng and Leng Lingkong appeared at the door: "Jinghong, what's wrong?"

Shangguan Jinghong suppressed his bitterness for a long time, poured it all out at once, and slowly put down the ice coffin: "Grandpa, third grandpa, Ning Xin, Ning Xin is gone!" After saying this sentence, he burst into tears.

Leng Lingfeng staggered, almost sat on the ground, stared blankly at the ice coffin, and moved forward with difficulty: "Xiner, is this my heart?"

Leng Lingfeng kept the ice coffin, looked at Ning Ningxin's pale face, turned around suddenly and kicked Shangguan Jinghong down, Leng Lingkong tried to stop him in time: "Jinghong, how did you promise the old man? When I handed it over to you, I was a good person, why is it like this now!"

Shangguan Jinghong didn't speak, just kowtowed and wept.

"Speak to the old man!"

Seeing the situation, Leng Lingkong kept his eldest brother: "Brother, people who die cannot be brought back to life, my condolences, I think Jinghong suffers more than us!"

Leng Han, Leng Shu heard the voice and ran out of the door one after another. Looking at Ning Ningxin in the ice coffin and Shangguan Jinghong kneeling on the ground, they all understood, and tried to dissuade the excited Leng Lingfeng. Leng Lingkong looked at his elder brother, Gradually calmed down, and walked over to help Shangguan Jinghong, but Shangguan Jinghong knelt on the ground firmly: "Grandpa, I failed to protect Ningxin well."

Leng Lingfeng's whole body went limp, and he fell to sit on the steps: "Jinghong, tell this old man what happened!"

Shangguan Jinghong told the story from the beginning to the end, including the acquaintance with Narcissus and what happened in the Buddhist sect.

"Kunlun Mountains!! This old man is at odds with you!!"

"Shangguan Jinghong, and you, this old man entrusted his only granddaughter to you. You killed her for another woman, and you are also one of the murderers!"

"Brother, Jinghong feels more uncomfortable than us."

"Jinghong, don't take it to heart, your grandpa is too sad."

"Third Grandpa, what Grandpa said is correct. All the mistakes were caused by me. If I stayed with her in the Burial Heart Tomb and didn't go to Kunlun Mountain to seek revenge, none of this would have happened in the future. Now Ningxin is dead. , I regret it too much."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Jinghong kowtowed on the ground a few times, picked up the ice coffin and was about to leave.

Leng Lingfeng immediately became angry: "You leave your heart to me, you don't deserve to take her away."

Leng Lingkong stopped him: "Brother! Let Jinghong go, if Xin'er is still there, she will be willing to go with Jinghong!"

Leng Lingfeng let out a long roar, and shattered the rockery in front of the door with his palm: "Go to Kunlun!"

Shangguan Jinghong stopped suddenly: "Grandpa, Chi Yanzi's martial arts are too high, please don't go."

"Don't worry about my Leng family's affairs, third brother, go and invite Senior Yuan Chen to come and give the Yuan family all the treasures in my Leng family's treasury, as long as he is willing to make a move!"

"Grandpa! Xin'er won't let us avenge her!"

Leng Lingfeng was taken aback, and Shangguan Jinghong went on to say: "Grandpa, I don't want more people to die for her. I don't know if she will be at ease. She is so quiet now, no one disturbs her. That's it, isn't it good? "

"Brother, listen to Jinghong."

Leng Lingfeng flicked his hands and entered the door, and after a long while, a burst of crying came out, which touched the hearts of everyone present.

Shangguan Jinghong turned his head and bowed again before getting up to leave.

A group of subordinates watched Shangguan Jinghong come back with a gloomy face, and didn't ask any more questions, but followed all the way to the Burial Heart Tomb.

Seeing the familiar yard covered with weeds, the empty room covered with cobwebs, and Luo Yu and others quickly cleaned out a house, Shangguan Jinghong gently put down the ice coffin: "Ning Xin, pack it up now Alright, you just make do with it and stay here."

With the exception of the door, he began to tidy up the courtyard with all his subordinates. They gathered firewood and the flames were high. After a long time, the courtyard changed drastically. It was neat and tidy, just like when Shangguan Jinghong left, except for the red bean tree in the corner of the courtyard. Some withered.

Seeing Shangguan Jinghong staring at the red bean tree in a daze, everyone looked at each other and left with interest.

Shangguan Jinghong turned his head, seeing that everyone had disappeared, he shook his head and smiled wryly, then turned and entered the room, perhaps because it was too quiet, Shangguan Jinghong had the heart to calm down and think about something.

While packing his things, he recalled the details of his coming to the world of martial arts, and sometimes he couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he looked down and saw the parchment lying quietly in his hand, which seemed to be given to him by the old monk. souvenirs.

Shangguan Jinghong opened the parchment, and was surprised by only reading four words. "Maha Wuliang", this, can't it be the supreme martial art of the Buddhist sect, Maha Wuliang, right?What's the matter, are there two volumes?

Shangguan Jinghong could never figure out what the old monk was thinking. Back then, the suzerain of the Buddhist sect competed with the suzerain of the demon sect. Although he frightened the demon sect away, he was seriously injured. People who practice martial arts, it is a pity that the three monks are too persistent, and they devote themselves to practicing martial arts. The Buddhist sect has a heavy responsibility, the old monk knew very well that if the Buddhist sect continues like this, it is bound to decline, so he rubbed two copies of the Maha Infinite Sutra, and the ones given to the three monks were just manuscripts, and the real scriptures were given to Shangguan Jinghong.

Originally, Shangguan Jinghong had no idea of ​​returning to the arena, and just wanted to spend the rest of his life with Ning Xin, but out of curiosity, he still read the scriptures: "In the past, Patriarch Bodhidharma, enlightened by observing the wind and clouds, created Maha Wuliang, and Bodhidharma passed away. Afterwards, Maha Wuliang was introduced into the hands of his disciples, who were proficient in counting but not good at martial arts. He used mechanical techniques to integrate Maha Wuliang into the lifeless bronze man, making the dead things alive. With the six bronze figures of the Buddhist sect..."

Seeing this, Shangguan Jinghong's heart beat faster, what did the old monk mean, that if he practiced Maha Wuliang, he would have a chance to come back to life?
Shangguan Jinghong suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to watch, "The latter six bronze figures gradually lost control, so the six-syllable mantra was used to suppress the six-syllable mantra. Later generations should remember to use the six-syllable mantra as the foundation to practice the Maha Infinite Sutra. Just don’t lose your mind.”

Shangguan Jinghong looked around, but he didn't say clearly that Maha Wuliang can bring the dead back to life, so he gritted his teeth, he got the six-character mantra before, and today he found out the Maha Wuliang scripture by chance, isn't this God's will ?Since it is God's will, then resign to fate!
"The wind has no form. The so-called formless means that it is separated from the form, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, birth and dwelling, bad form, male, female, and the realm of the ten phases. The wind is so fast that there is no trace. The shadow has been separated from any form of color, sound, and form, so it is called formless..."

"...Clouds are impermanent, everything in the world is unpredictable, and will never stay in one place. The Buddha said, "All things are impermanent", and the air of clouds is vague and uncertain, which is called impermanence!"

While reciting the scriptures silently, Shangguan Jinghong slowly settled down.

"...Maha Wuliang, is the power of combining wind and cloud, shuttles between Yin and Yang, life and death with impermanence, and accepts all things with impermanence..."

Shangguan Jinghong practiced and thought, this Maha Wuliang actually coincides with my Taiji Xuantian Kungfu?
Shuttle yin and yang life and death, shuttle yin and yang life and death, I must practice it.

"The wind has no form..." Shangguan Jinghong said silently in his heart, but he didn't know that when Shangguan Jinghong was practicing, the air around his body swirled with the wind, forming a huge hurricane. When he was young, he could only shake the leaves, but when he was old, he could only shake the leaves. The entire roof was raised, and the people who were guarding outside the valley saw the situation and thought that there was a natural disaster in the valley, so they rushed in one after another, only to see that the house where Shangguan Jinghong lived was in ruins, with debris and broken tiles around, as long as it was destroyed by the dragon The wind of Juan was sucked in and immediately turned into powder. When everyone rushed in, the ice coffin had already been blown up with the wind. A corner of the ice coffin was shattered, and a piece of Yan Kuang's flesh was also removed.

Shangguan Jinghong didn't know anything about the outside world, he only had six words in his mind, shuttling between Yin and Yang, life and death.

"Cloud impermanence..."

All of a sudden, the hurricane seemed to be not only satisfied with the broken bricks and tiles, but began to expand wildly. The entire courtyard, and even the rocks on the mountain wall, would be shattered as soon as it came into contact with the hurricane.

Yan Kuang's complexion changed drastically, and he glanced at the flesh that had been removed from his back: "Everyone, young master should be practicing kung fu, let's leave first, this power is absolutely extraordinary, I may die if I stay here!"

As he spoke, he picked up the ice coffin and went out of the valley. Only when he stood outside the valley could he see the whole picture clearly.

The hurricane lasted for nine days. Except for the sky above the valley, the surrounding area was azure blue. Even if the clouds came into contact with the hurricane, they would all be absorbed into it, as if the sky would be swallowed up. The people outside the valley also felt a strong tremor under their feet. When they lowered their heads again, they saw a crack in the ground, which was getting bigger and bigger. They didn't dare to hesitate, and they swept away for more than ten miles, and the tremor was slightly relieved.

As Shangguan Jinghong practiced Maha Wuliang, the Taiji Xuantian Qi in his body became restless and quiet, and began to stir up. The power of wind, cloud, and yin and yang gathered together, and the valley was no longer just a force of hurricanes. It is unique, and the energy of clouds gathers, and a mist rises in the valley, like a fairyland on earth. In addition, the two energy of yin and yang rotate, which can be described as a chaos!
After a while, when everyone looked over, everything in the valley was quiet, if it wasn't for the cracks on the ground and the traces of destruction on the mountain wall, it would be as if nothing had happened, and when everyone returned to the valley to see the situation of Shangguan Jinghong hour.

A figure soared into the sky, floating in mid-air, and after a while, walked down slowly, as if walking on flat ground.

The pinnacle of heaven.

The so-called Heavenly Realm Innate, one step to the Saint is collectively referred to as the Heavenly Realm, and then the Saint Realm is divided into the Refining Void Realm and the Guiyuan Realm, but now Shangguan Jinghong has achieved the one step to the Saint Peak realm.

(End of this chapter)