The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 271

The oppression, the indescribable oppression slowly spread over the Tianshan Mountains along with the person's gentle ups and downs.

The word qi machine is miraculous but also miraculous, but it is also ordinary when it is said to be ordinary. For a master who is keen on five senses and has mastered the six senses, it is like a beast lying on his side, his skin trembles and his hair stands on end.

Right now Murong Bo has this feeling.

Thinking about him running amok for dozens of years, lions, tigers and bears would make detours when they saw him, never had he felt like this, inadvertently, the muscles all over his body had spontaneously tightened, and the veins on his forehead had popped out.

Under the fading sky, the figure in the crypt finally came out.

This man is handsome in white clothes, his white hair is like snow, it grows almost to the ground, he walks barefoot, his loose robe flutters in the wind, his white hair flies like mist, swinging and hanging in the air.

"Xiaoyaozi? You got the wrong person."

The young man's voice was calm, neither sad nor happy.

As if he was born again, he looked down at his hands, feet, and body, and then at Murong Bo and the man in red in front of him.

"I know you, you are Murong Longcheng."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the young man raised his eyes, a sword energy like a white rainbow suddenly crossed the sky, and flew towards him, piercing his heart, with undiminished momentum, and shot straight into the crypt, leaving a long, narrow and straight sword mark.

It was a fatal wound with a single blow, but the young man didn't take it seriously, he didn't seem to feel the pain, his complexion remained the same, and the wound on his heart healed unimaginably before bleeding out.

Murong Bo's eyes were wide open, he took half a step back in shock, the muscles on his cheeks trembled involuntarily, trembling.

Since he was shocked by the identity of the man in red robe, even though he had long guessed that this person had a lot of friendship with his Murong family, and was even very likely to be a member of his Murong family, he was still shocked when he heard it for himself.

At the same time, he was also surprised by the methods of the white-haired youth.

What kind of work is this?
He has almost read most of the 72 unique skills in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, not to mention that the Murong family has a good background, and he has seen a lot of miraculous skills in the world, but this is the first time he has seen such methods.

Seeing that his name and surname were revealed, Murong Longcheng's sword eyes narrowed slightly, he held the long sword in his hand, stood behind him, and said with a sneer, "Then who is it?"

The young man thought for a while, and said in a very serious voice: "I am Xiaoyaozi, but I am not Xiaoyaozi, well, I am another him."

"Another him?"

Murong Longcheng's face is majestic and domineering at the same time, looking at him standing there, his face is golden, his eyebrows are slanted into his temples, much thicker than ordinary people, like a dragon snake, with a jade crown on his head, and two locks hanging from his forehead Silver Beard, facing Xiaoyao Ziyao, his red robe is windless and his gray hair is flying, looking from a distance like a black dragon dormant in the wind and snow.

During the stalemate, suddenly saw several figures coming.

"Ah, Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

It was Wu Xingyun and his party.

When the three elders of Xiaoyao saw the white-haired young man, they were all overjoyed.

But Murong Longcheng raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "Hehehe, don't be too happy, your master's practice has gone wrong, and his consciousness has been lost."

He turned his head and looked around, not looking at Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui, but looking straight at Wu Yazi, and then at Chen Zhuo thoughtfully, in his eyes, Chen Zhuo's face was blurred, like a mask There is a layer of blurred light and shadow, like a flower in a mirror, the moon in the water, only the eyes.

"Spiritual energy? Heresy."

Xiaoyaozi ignored his three former lovers, but spoke slowly, as if asking himself, whispering again, and said softly: "What is the original consciousness? From what I can see, there are three 'I' in the flesh. Beast nature, at the beginning of the "self" is like a child born into the world, chaotic and ignorant, nature is true, self-interested, without rules, I don't know the radius, everything is dominated by desire; then it is human nature, become "self", acquired Cheng, knowledge of books and characters, understanding of principles, can restrain desires, and gradually understand current affairs; later, it becomes divinity, wonderful and heavenly principles, sublimated from human nature, and even 'superego'."

This is not bad.

No one in the world can be born to know it, no different from beasts, all kinds of truths are all acquired by enlightenment and perception, with all the thoughts of right and wrong, the difference between good and evil.

But Xiaoyaozi's next words made everyone's eyes gradually change.

"However, all things in the world have opposites. Where there is life, there is death. Good and evil are good and evil, gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons. The more upright a person looks on the surface, the more terrifying the opposites hidden in his heart are," Xiaoyaozi pulled out his tone. , the calm voice suddenly became hoarse and forceful, "But why do people in the world only like to go up, and forget the animal nature to be the 'self'. Now that Xiaoyaozi is dead, I will come out in response to the situation. He is a master of Taoism and respects the sky Respectfully, I am lawless and back to myself."

When Murong Longcheng heard this, his eyes became more and more gloomy.

And the joy on the faces of the three elders of Xiaoyao also disappeared, and turned into surprise and solemnity.

They are all top masters in the world, so they naturally know what Xiaoyaozi said.

The world's masters cultivate their internal strength to a certain level, wash their tendons and cut their marrow, and return to their innate nature after the day after tomorrow. This is a state of the physical body, and what they pursue is the innate state of the baby.

But no one has ever pursued the consciousness of a baby at that time, because it is chaotic, or the existence of unconsciousness, without rationality, and it is controlled by instinct and desire, which is the most primitive and original state of the world.

It's like bestiality.

But corresponding to divinity, this is also an extremely powerful and terrifying pure state.

Every move, all according to the desire, unfettered, lawless.

The meaning in Xiaoyaozi's words is that the consciousness has returned to the "self", erased the "self", performed extreme meritorious deeds, and took another unusual path.

Everyone in the world aims at the perfection of goodness and beauty, but he went against the path, ran counter to the common people in the world, and completely released his true self.

There was something strange in Chen Zhuo's eyes, he stared straight at Xiaoyaozi, and after a long silence, he said softly: "I never imagined that there would be someone in this world who could comprehend the way of magic."

This "demon" is not some kind of monster in myths and legends, but a realm, a realm of consciousness and spirit.

Even the "Supreme Demonic Dao" in the "Magic Gate", such as Meng Chixing and Pangban, also go upwards, turning sentient beings into ruthless, cutting off the seven emotions and six desires, and the unity of heaven and man.

But it seems that it is not as pure as this martial arts concept.

It seems that this is the complete magic way.

Moreover, the words of the "three selves" and the martial arts theory of the magic power have an indescribably strange feeling to him, as if they are inextricably related to him. It is obviously just the first time I heard it, but there is a familiar feeling of deja vu Feeling, there is an inexplicable touch.

Where did this weird feeling come from?

Suddenly, Chen Zhuo frowned, then relaxed, his eyes trembled slightly, as if he had thought of something and understood.

"Land Immortal!"

Four words popped up in his heart by accident.

If this "demon" is a state, then is the "true land immortal" he is pursuing also a certain ultimate state of consciousness and spirit?

Two extremes.

"That's right!" Hearing Chen Zhuo say the word "Demon Way", Xiaoyaozi laughed wildly several times, spread his hands out in a gesture of embracing the sky and the ground, and slowly lifted his feet into the air, his eyes shining brightly. Breaking through the wind and snow, like a lamp shining in all directions, "From now on, I will be the 'true devil'."

Then, he looked around at everyone, raised his finger and pointed at them one by one.

"Are you willing to bow your head for this demon?"

"Those who obey me will prosper, those who go against me will die!"

(End of this chapter)