Xianye

Chapter 5 All Buddhas Are Equal, One True Dharma Realm

As soon as the pill formula entered his abdomen, a stream of essence rushed out from his abdomen, warming his whole body, and his skin was steaming with smoke, like boiling.

Chen Heng's acupoints all over his body seemed to be activated.

If he could look inside at this moment, he could see countless red and white Dansi moving through the blood bones, like a net, binding the cold fighting qi raging like a mad dragon.

But that true qi seemed to possess spirituality.

With a sudden sprint, he broke free from the shackles and fled to another place.

And Dansi didn't give up, and continued to entangle her, densely.

During this struggle, Chen Heng's face was also red and white, his chest trembled, and he opened his mouth so suddenly that he spit out several mouthfuls of black blood.

"As expected, it is a great medicine of the yang attribute...it is indeed useful."

Seeing this situation, Chen Heng became happy instead of surprised.

He took out a small Baiyang Dan from the porcelain bottle, swallowed it with water, and continued to meditate on the futon to adjust his breath.

So three days later.

In the cave, Chen Heng, who was sitting quietly, suddenly opened his eyes.

He moved his arms and legs a little, but he felt as if his illness was gone, and the qi and blood that had stagnated like stagnant water had become a lot more alive, and he felt at peace when he breathed.

The cold fighting qi in the body was also bound by Dansi at this time, like a ball of cocoon, temporarily silent, no longer moving.

"With these two bottles of Xiaobaiyang Pill, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress Handou Zhenqi for half a year. After half a year, it will be the time to enter the abyss. If you die, everything will naturally be over. If you are lucky enough to survive, then, I should have also found a way to practice qi, and entered the state of qi training."

In this world, Xu Dutian's ninth rank and 36th rank of true qi are distinct.

Only the seventh level and above of true qi can build a solid foundation and pave a magnanimous path for the future golden elixir and even the primordial spirit.

but.

It is hard to find the method of practicing qi that can cultivate high-level real qi.

Don't say that the Xuanzhen Sect has no such private possessions. I'm afraid they are rare products in the vast southern region of Eastern Mizhou.

Such a precious method is only recorded in the Immortal and Demon Sect and the Xuanmen family, and it is also an unsecreted legend.

However, such an ordinary or inferior talent like Chen Heng's is hard to get into the eyes of those arrogant immortals.

Although he wanted to cultivate the upper third level of true qi, if he couldn't get it in the end, in order to survive, Chen Heng had no choice but to find a practice of qi to step into the stage of qi training.

Even if it is the lower third level of true qi, it doesn't care so much.

"However, although the high-grade true qi is important, it does not mean that without it, one cannot achieve success on the road of cultivation.

It is recorded in Taoist scriptures that Master Yan Xi is a low-level true qi, low-level Dao foundation, low-level purple mansion vision, and last-level innate gold and mercury, but he still achieved Jindan and Yuanshen, and finally stepped into the realm of returning to the void , Opened up the 'Shunlie Biyunyuangu' cave in the East China Sea, and even the elders of the eight Taoist sects wanted to make friends with him. "

Chen Heng took another little white sun and thought to himself:

"It's useless to think too much about those stories. The most important thing right now is to first prove the sense of fetal breath and step into the path of immortality as soon as possible, so as to earn some chance for self-protection."

After achieving the fetal breath, he has since left the mortal body.

With a sway of one arm, you can have the supernatural power of three horses.

Washing the bones and changing the marrow, the body is like gold and iron, and the life expectancy is more than twice that of ordinary people. Only when the qi and blood decay can they live to the limit of 150.

The realm of fetal breath is also enshrined as the innate martial arts in the mortal martial arts, and it is the end and end of the worldly martial arts.

A martial artist who can prove his innate talent is also praised as a great master.

People like this, if they are wearing solid armor and holding sharp knives, they will be accompanied by a few strong horses and a team of elite troops.

With their frightening strength, not to mention a thousand enemies, they might be able to kill one back and forth among thousands of troops, which is enough to shake the victory or defeat of a battle.

Because of this, if a great master who has proved his innate talent in martial arts is willing to become an official, the imperial court will not be stingy with the reward of cracking the soil and making him a marquis, and nobles and riches can be easily obtained.

But this end, the end of ordinary martial arts, is just the first way of immortality. Those warriors have trained their muscles and bones and boiled their internal organs for decades, and none of them have achieved innate talent. A whole body of injuries and strains.

Like this, how can it be compared to the sudden enlightenment of the immortals, and then it will happen naturally?
"Secular martial arts? I don't know if there are other martial arts?"

Chen Heng didn't think about it anymore, and took down a newly purchased long sword from the cave wall, and held Jin Chan in his hand.

The cicada-shaped jade carving glowed faintly.

This object is extremely skillful, the face, tentacles, back of the board, and feet are all detailed and lifelike, and a pair of wings are made of golden color, which is bright and brilliant.

On the abdomen of the cicada's body, there are four small characters like "One True Dharma Realm" in seal script, which are almost unreadable.

With a thought in Chen Heng's mind, his face turned pale as the essence of his body drained away, and he was instantly pulled into a magical space by Jin Chan.

……

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It's a mess.

There is no sky, sun, moon and stars above this land, no grass, trees and floating soil below, no distinction between east, west, north and south, let alone how vast it is, and where is the boundary.

It seems that even if you run out of lifetimes, you can't touch its edge.

"Although I already knew all about its function when I held the golden cicada in this world, but seeing it with my own eyes is still shocking and inexplicable."

This place is empty, vast and wild, making people feel like falling into the clouds.

Chen Heng randomly found a place to sit cross-legged, put the long sword he was holding in front of his knees, and praised.

This world is called a true dharma realm, and it has two functions.

One is that when entering this Dharma Realm, it will simulate a mind that is exactly the same as itself, regardless of the state, or the items that are carried on the body at the moment, can be reproduced in full.

The practice and understanding of the mind in the Dharma Realm can be fully transmitted to the real body in the outside world after withdrawal.

What's even more rare is that the death of the mind in the Dharma Realm will not have the slightest impact on the real body outside, will not harm the essence, and will not lose qi and blood.

Under the rule of "one day in this world, ten days in the dharma world", this means that Chen Heng has ten times more practice days than ordinary people, and it is not far behind those big caves where immortals live.

"If it wasn't for the essence extracted by the golden cicada to enter the one true dharma realm, my body couldn't bear such damage, so why wait until now?"

Chen Heng looked around with great interest.

If he hadn't obtained the Xiaobaiyang Pill to nourish his body and bind Handou's true qi, he would never have dared to open the one true dharma realm.

Before taking the elixir a few days ago, when he was holding the golden cicada to enter the Dharma Realm, he often felt a great sense of terror, warning him in his heart.

It wasn't until today after taking the pill that the sense of terror faded away, but there was still a sense of exhaustion.

"There are other people's hearts..."

Chen Heng stretched out his hand slightly, and a Taoist with a straight face and a sword behind his back appeared three feet away in front of him.

A golden book hung above the Taoist's head out of thin air, and Chen Heng stretched out his hand and threw it into his arms.

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　Although Goldfinger is the name of a Samana, this book will not be confused with Buddhism like the previous one. This is mainly related to the last episode of the outline, so I won’t spoil it...

　　But I want to say that the Tripitaka and Dao Cang can really talk nonsense. When these two meet together, I’m afraid it’s not the earliest Wangba fighting beast. However, considering that Buddhism absorbed a lot of Hinduism in the early days, in terms of compulsion , I unilaterally vote for the third brother.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)