The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 183
The innate realm is naturally not that easy to enter.

If Ba Siba is not counted, in the Central Plains Wulin, from ancient times to the present, there are only two existences who have stepped into the realm of innateness, one is the founder of Shaolin Temple Bodhidharma, and the other is Zhang Sanfeng.

Of course, there may be other existences of Buddhism and Taoism that have entered the innate realm, just like Zhang Daoling, the founder of Longhu Mountain who has been passed down for thousands of years, or Huineng, the sixth patriarch of Zen, and Xiaoyaozi, who created many miraculous achievements of Xiaoyao School, etc. Wait, but whether these people have entered that realm is just a guess, and no one can really know.

As for the strange people like Huang Chang who had comprehended the Nine Yin Scriptures himself, and the wine monk who used the Nine Yin Scriptures to create the Nine Yangs magical skills, we can be sure that their realm is definitely not innate.

Because these martial arts are certainly shocking and rare in the world, and they can be respected even by top masters when they are cultivated to great success, but that's it, it doesn't involve the spirit, the cultivation of the mind, the creation of The practitioners didn't mention it at all, but there is a soul-moving method in Huang Chang's Nine Yin Manual, which slightly involves spiritual cultivation.

Martial arts want to enter Xiantian, first you have to perfect your inner strength, make your true energy pure, until it liquefies, and then fill the entire dantian, and then realize your own way, and your spiritual cultivation level will enter Xiantian, and then, spend water to grind your kung fu, gradually Get through all the acupuncture points in your body and connect with heaven and earth.

If the internal strength is insufficient, it is absolutely impossible to open the acupuncture points of the whole body, and if the spiritual cultivation is insufficient, the acupoints of the whole body will not be able to control the spiritual energy pouring into the body continuously, and will be forced to death.

Mo Liku sat for three years and practiced hard for three years. Both his internal strength and spiritual cultivation met the conditions for promotion, but he no longer had the time to slowly open up the acupoints.

This level seems to be the easiest, but in fact it takes the most time. Astonishingly talented as Zhang Sanfeng, he opened a level by himself in his twenties, and his martial arts practice has reached Mo Li's current level. In middle age, forty years old.

Although Mo Li's aptitude is good, he is still inferior to Zhang Sanfeng, a great master who carries on the past. Even with Zhang Sanfeng's previous guidance, it would take him ten years of effort to open up the acupoints.

However, ten years later, what if Basiba returns to the top, or even takes advantage of the battle three years ago to reach a higher level?

He is also an unborn Buddhist genius, Mo Li can't wait, and can't wait, based on his speculation, three years, Zhang Sanfeng's sword wound, this person is not enough to heal.

In fact, Li Li's speculation was not wrong. Although Basiba escaped from death by relying on the secret method of empowerment, his injuries were so serious that he spent three years of painstaking efforts to heal his injuries, but he was still not well enough that he hadn't re-cultivated Dragon Elephant Wisdom His gong is far inferior to that when he dueled with Zhang Sanfeng three years ago, when both internal and external cultivation reached the pinnacle of the world.

It's just as he said, no matter how injured he is, he is in the innate realm. If Li Li wants to compete with him, he must enter the innate realm.

So Mo Li entered.

Instead of opening up the acupoints bit by bit, he used the pure Yang Wuji zhenqi that he had cultivated for many years to open all the acupoints in an instant. It's also a good one.

With the opening of the acupoints, Mo Li's own ditch connects the sky and the earth, and the spiritual energy is continuously poured in and transformed into true qi, which is endless and repeated. !
In this state, Li Li once again used his own sword intent to strike a sword.

The sword rises, and the clouds move in all directions!
The black and red mottled sword light covered the sky, flooded the night, devoured all the brilliance, and went straight to Basiba in an unstoppable attitude.

This is a sword that contains all of Li Li's killing intent and belief, and it is also the most amazing sword he has swung since his debut!
The sword light stirred the sky, the wind and cloud changed color, and the fierce sword wind created 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 pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was also torn 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 the whole body, spreading all over the body, like thousands of swords aiming at every vital point of the body, unstoppable, unbreakable, facing this sword , their ending, there is only one dead word!
Everyone stood in place, not daring to move, as if they would really be pierced by the long sword if they moved. At this moment, they no longer had any thoughts in their minds, only this sword was left. A fierce long sword!

The black and red mottled sword light is like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, vast and mighty, covering the sky and the sun, majestic and poignant, but hidden in the vastness is an irresistible killing intent, rushing to Basiba.

Facing this sword of innate realm, facing this cold and fierce murderous intent, Ba Siba smiled lightly, pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to the ground with the other, and shouted in a deep voice: "I am the only one in the sky and the earth."

Heaven and earth, I am the only one!
The sound was like thunder, and the words shook the sky and the earth, making the black and red mottled mighty sword light stop for a moment!
In an instant, a faint Buddha's light lit up from the monk in white, and in an instant, it shot straight into the sky, blooming with immeasurable light, covering the immeasurable world!
In the dazzling glazed Buddha light, a huge golden Buddha statue appeared in the world again. The golden body is solemn and precious, filling the heaven and the earth, and the whole body is full of Zen meaning of great purity, great compassion and great liberation.

Different from the phantom of the golden body just now, this big Buddha is extremely solid, as if Sakyamuni from the world of bliss has come in person, majestic and vast, covering the whole world, making people feel awe and refuge.

The Buddha's light on the Buddha's body illuminated half of the sky. Facing the sweeping black and red sword light, He stretched out a golden Buddha's palm, calmly and indifferently, without a trace of fireworks to block him.

Although the golden Buddha's palm is huge, it does not have the sense of vastness that contains the infinite universe just now, and even one palm is not enough to completely resist the surging black and red sword light.

However, inexplicably, everyone has an intuition, that is, this sword light is absolutely impossible to break through the defense of the Buddha's palm. That big Buddha, like the most solid pillar between heaven and earth, dominates the three realms and surrenders to the heavens!
call out!
With the sound of the sword light breaking through the air, the golden Buddha's palm was already submerged in it. The golden brilliance and the black-red sword light were so bright that it was impossible to see clearly what was happening inside.

But this only lasted for a moment, and after a moment, the brilliance dimmed, and in the sky, except for a giant golden Buddha sitting cross-legged, there was no shadow of black and red sword light.

"This...this is..."

Song Yuanqiao's whole body trembled suddenly. He looked solemnly at the giant golden Buddha that filled the sky and earth, but saw a long and narrow sword mark that penetrated deep into the palm of the Buddha that resisted the sword light, but the giant Buddha still existed. , but the sword light disappeared, what this means is self-evident.

Yu Lianzhou said in a lonely tone: "Li'er is defeated."

He is the one with the highest martial arts among the Seven Heroes. No one in Wudang can see more and more clearly between this sword and one palm.

The black and red sword light containing the supreme sword intent poured into the palm of the big Buddha. Although its momentum is irresistible, but this big Buddha is as immovable as a mountain, and the endless stream of Buddha's light is endless. A sharp sword light wiped away everything.

It must be known that this sword light was already the strongest sword that Li Li could forcibly break through, after his body was injured, he could condense his energy and spirit!
Sword intent, internal strength, and physical strength are all at the peak state. The power of his next sword will never surpass this one, but even such a sword failed to break through Basiba's defense. Needless to say?

Ninety-nine out of ten of the heroes present at the scene did not understand that the victory had already been drawn, and they were still engrossed in the confrontation between the two just now, but those who could understand the rest, felt nothing but regret in their hearts besides shock.

It's a pity that Wudang lost another master, and it's a pity that no one in the Central Plains Wulin can subdue this western monk!
The golden Buddha illuminated the sky, and the white-clothed monk Basiba under the giant Buddha bowed his head in a low salute, and said calmly: "You don't spare your life to force yourself into the innate, after all, you have never surpassed the old monk. At that time, you will not survive for a few days, have you ever regretted it?"

The Taoist stood upright with his sword.

Wearing a green shirt, fluttering with the wind, above the long sword, still buzzing, anyone can feel the unyielding sword intent contained in the Ziwu sword.

Tang Jiu'er could see clearly that under the Buddha's light, Master Ziwu's handsome facial features were not touched in the slightest, his brows and eyes were resolute and sharp, just like when he raised his sword and moved when he first met Basiba.

Therefore, he must die here today, swinging his last sword and dying.

Tang Jiu'er's mind suddenly had a burst of enlightenment, and for no reason, a faint bitterness and melancholy lingered in her heart, making her a little painful to breathe.

She wanted to speak out to stop him, but she knew in her heart that no one could stop him. He gave up everything and sat in the nameless Taoist temple for three full years, waiting for this moment.

Peace of mind even though death!
"I haven't lost yet."

Mo Li replied loudly, the voice spread throughout the entire South Peak of Huashan Mountain with the mountain wind, and could be clearly heard in the silent night, anyone could hear the confidence in the tone of this contemporary sword god.

Perhaps in the eyes of most Jianghu people, the sword god should be so confident, but in the eyes of the masters who have stepped into the first-class or even the ultimate realm, they really don't understand where Li Li's self-confidence comes from.

The same goes for Ba Siba.

He looked at the somewhat stubborn young man in front of him, remained silent for a moment, and then said: "God has the virtue of loving life, the old monk can let you choose, do you want to die under the palm of the old monk, or just go down the mountain?"

Li Li shook his head calmly, and said firmly, "I won't choose either, I want you to die."

No matter how well-bred Basiba is, no matter how much he admires the young man in front of him, and is rejected by him again and again, his heart is also filled with unknown anger.

He said: "Okay, if you insist on this, the old monk will send you on your way."

The big golden Buddha sitting cross-legged in the sky suddenly moved, a golden palm was pushed out flatly, and slowly pressed down, the blazing glass Buddha light suddenly burst out from the golden Buddha palm, filling everyone's field of vision, flooding the world Everything!
Under the boundless golden Buddha's light, was Li Li in a green shirt. He stood in the field holding the Meridian Sword, with an indifferent expression. Even under the golden Buddha's light, he was as small as an ant.

This is not the real golden body of Buddha, but the manifestation of Bhaspa's own supreme spiritual cultivation. With one palm, there will be no damage to the real world, and nothing will happen to Li Qi's body, but His spirit was bound to be completely destroyed by this palm, and he died without injury, just like Xie Xun who was killed by his sword intent.

Li Li looked at the golden Buddha light with his eyes, and in a trance, he saw many pictures.

It was Song Qingshu who called his junior brother and asked him to help cover up the scene of avoiding punishment;
It was Song Yuanqiao who taught him earnestly, for more than ten years, taught him how to practice martial arts and how to be a human being;

It was Yin Liting who went crazy because of Ji Xiaofu, and finally came to his senses, "I don't blame you";
……

All kinds of past events came to my mind, every plant and tree on Wudang Mountain lingered in my heart, and in the end, all of them condensed into an old Taoist figure with white hair, childlike face and kind face.

The old man looked at him with deep eyes, didn't speak, just sighed deeply, shook his head, his face was full of seriousness.

"Master, don't blame me, Li'er wasted your efforts to teach me." Mo Li murmured inwardly, but slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

Zhang Sanfeng, who practiced Taoism all his life, was over a hundred years old, treated Wudang junior disciples like his own nephews, close and peaceful.

For the sake of his disciples, for Wudang, he knew that after the ascension, he would not know whether he would live or die, so he still chose to protect his disciples, exerted all his strength, and beheaded 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 killing intent in his eyes.

Master went away for me, if I don't take revenge, how can I feel at ease? !

In this battle, I will definitely kill you!
A tyrannical force of qi and blood suddenly surged from Li Li's body, and faintly, a phantom of a dragon elephant formed behind him. In his limbs and bones, the pure Yang Wuji true energy flowed endlessly, and the scarlet red true energy Drumming his robe, the scorching breath spread away 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 his sword without leaving any room for it!
This sword has been waiting for three full years!

The black and red mottled sword light lit up again, the phantom of the dragon elephant around Mo Li's body disappeared, and all the scorching breath 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 line, under the Buddha light of the golden Buddha palm, it was so weak that it was almost negligible, but it rushed straight to the sky with incomparable tenacity, and in an instant, it suddenly divided into nine paths. The sound of violent drinking sounded:
"Mo, please ascend the living Buddha!"

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(End of this chapter)