heaven money

"In this life, I have no worries. Since ancient times, all things have flowed away like water!"

Shang Yi was so happy that he felt so free after achieving a breakthrough in his realm that he couldn't help but imitate those scholars in reciting poems and essays.

At the same time, Shang Yi also sorted out his martial arts into categories!
He had learned a lot of martial arts from the several reincarnation worlds and traveling around the world, and had gradually deduced and perfected them. Now that he had achieved a breakthrough, he must have something of his own!
It's impossible that he is the number one on the human list, and after he ascended to the top of the Buddhist list, he used martial arts from Shaolin, Xijian Pavilion, Huanhua Sword School, and Xuantian Sect!

Standing under the money tree, Shang Yi's heart moved slightly, and the image behind him changed into a white-robed monk with Shang Yi's face.

"Ding~~~"

The Free Heart Bell appeared outside Shang Yi's body. At the same time, Shang Yi clasped his hands together and infinite Buddha light bloomed in the courtyard, but was blocked by the money tree. "I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth." Shang Yi's true self bloomed Buddha light, which followed the money tree to illuminate many small worlds in different dimensions.

Then, he picked up a flower with his right hand, smiled slightly, and there were bursts of Zen sounds; Shang Yi changed again, and the true meaning of Vajra enveloped his whole body, as if Vajra was indestructible.

These are the first move of Tathagata Palm - "I Am the Only One", the third move - "Smiling While Picking a Flower" and the fifth move - "Vajra Illuminating Everywhere"!
The Buddha is worthy of being a half-step Taoist. Even though Shang Yi has accumulated countless knowledge and has a profound foundation, his deduction of Buddhist martial arts cannot escape the barriers of Tathagata's Palm. No wonder Ananda can reverse the Tathagata's Palm and reach the other shore!

Of course, Shang Yi was not discouraged. Although his realm was high, a fairy king was only the perfect fortune of the world of the supreme ruler of one generation. It was still far from the other shore, let alone the half-step Tao fruit that exceeded the other shore?

Finally, Shang Yi went back to practicing "The Great Freedom and Invincible Vajra Subduing Demons". He did not give up on this style of boxing, but insisted on deducing and perfecting it, and improving his own understanding.

This martial art was derived and improved step by step from the Arhat Fist. Although it is not as good as the Buddha's Tathagata Palm, and has not even reached the level of Dharmakaya martial arts, it is also the most suitable boxing style for Shang Yi.

After the boxing match, the image behind Shang Yi changed again, becoming a pure and inactive Taoist priest, but his face remained the same as Shang Yi.

This time, the Taoist used the "Sword Out of Selflessness" and "Tao Destroys, Tao Gives Birth" among the Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky.

Needless to say, the Taoist Seven Heaven-Cutting Swords are even more mysterious than the Buddha's Tathagata Palm. They are not only swords, but also the great way, displaying all things in the universe.

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A Confucian scholar, the nine-tailed fox of the demon clan, the Nine Nether Mara, the God of Wealth in Heaven... After breaking through the exterior scene, the phantom of the Dharma image behind Shang Yi kept changing, just like when he attained enlightenment under the money tree. Various different paths such as Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, demons, monsters, and gods emerged and finally turned into himself.

This is Shang Yi's pure and free Dharma appearance. Not only is he himself pure and unaffected by cause and effect, he is also free to change as he pleases. It is precisely because he is constantly changing and transforming that he can be eternally free. It is easy but not easy!
Not only the Dharmakāya, but Shang Yi will also possess the same qualities after he attains the Dharmakāya in the future, which will be no weaker than the Eight-Nine Profound Arts that are proficient in transformation.

At the same time, with Shang Yi's breakthrough, Shang Yi in different dimensions of the world has changed.

The monks in the Hidden Emperor Fort world broke the limitations of the world and went a step further. He/She in the Shaolin Temple in the Duoercha world also surpassed Abbot Xinji. Wushuang in the Fengyun world broke through the external scene, and the status of Wushuang City became more and more stable. Lin Xiao in the Demon Lord world did not change, because his enlightenment state was originally similar to the external scene, and now it is more like the completion of the foundation.

Shang Yi could feel that a more mysterious power was descending upon him. This was because after the connection between him and me, the power of him and me was combined to make my own power even stronger.

If one reaches the realm of Dharmakaya and gives birth to a true spirit, one can use the power of many others to push the true spirit to the infinite heights of the heavens and myriad worlds, making it omnipresent and possessing legendary characteristics!

It is because of this that "The Divine Sword from the Sky" Su Wuming gained the legendary characteristic of "being everywhere"!
Although Shang Yi has the ability of divine feet and the ability to move without distance, it is ultimately not as good as the "omnipresence" that is unique to the legendary realm.

Shang Yi was so happy after his breakthrough that he took his father to drink in the yard.

Shang Yi doesn't drink much on weekdays, but his father likes it, so he also prepared some health-preserving wine.

After staying at home for a while, he was ready to leave and go to Langya Ruan family to look for Ruan Yushu.

The next day, Shang Yi left home again and headed towards the Langya Ruan family.

Unexpectedly, the parents did not stop him. At that time, they did not know that Shang Yi was Huai Kong, who was number one on the human list. They thought that Shang Yi had gone out for a while and came back unsuccessful.

Now that he is going out again, the two elders think that he has come out of the trough and is ready to venture into the world again. They are happy to see their son being positive and naturally will not stop him again, but hope that Shang Yi will be careful in everything!

With the ability of supernatural powers, Shang Yi found it very easy to travel and headed towards Langya without stopping.

Although he had reached the external scene realm at this time, it was still very difficult for him to cross the Dajin in one step with his divine feet. Although Shang Yi was eager to reach Langya, it still took him a long time.

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On the top of Shaohua Mountain, drizzles fall obliquely, the grass is lush and the trees are green. Only the occasional broken walls and ruins tell of the disaster that happened to Buddhism back then.

Walking on the slippery soil and breathing the fresh mountain breeze, two old men with bamboo sticks and straw sandals climbed up the back mountain surrounded by several men and women dressed as monks and knights.

After passing through the woods, we arrived at the huge red rock. A fifty-year-old monk with a sad face clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra in a low voice: "Duoercha died here in the past, in a strange way."

The old man in the lead had thin eyebrows and deep wrinkles. Hearing this, he said with emotion, "I don't know who killed him, but judging from the wounds on his body, the contribution of Master Xin Ji cannot be erased. The fortune of our Central Plains has changed since then."

The monk with hidden sorrow in his eyes changed, as if he recalled the disaster that destroyed the temple that year, with storms and clouds rising, lightning and fire, many monks sacrificed their lives, many heroes came for justice, and his own master Xin Ji even killed Dorcha together with several hidden masters, preserving the fire for the revival of Shaolin and the expulsion of the barbarians!
He sighed, "In times of crisis, heroes will always appear. In addition to my master, there were also hidden masters such as Huaikong Shaoxia, Master Zhang, and Zhanye Buddha Blade Zhending who came to help. Perhaps the one who seriously injured Duoercha was killed by them."

"I wonder where they are now, or whether they perished together with Duoercha in the past."

A young girl looks at the red boulder and thinks of the heroes of her past.

"If it weren't for them, perhaps our Central Plains martial arts community wouldn't have a chance to catch their breath."

The leading old man nodded gently: "Now the state teacher and the wolf master are irreconcilable, and there are many masters in the world. It is just a matter of time to drive out the barbarians, so I came here to pay tribute to the martyrs."

The knights around him took out various offerings and placed them neatly. The old man picked up three sticks of burning incense and bowed. The others followed suit. Several monks put their hands together and chanted the mantra for rebirth.

On the cliff behind them, Guangzhi listened quietly, his monk robe fluttering in the wind.

It has only been a few years, but the titles such as Young Master Zhang and Buddha's Blade seem to have gone through decades of vicissitudes. Unless outsiders mention them, they rarely linger in people's minds.

Time washes away everything, and the things we once thought we would remember forever will only be recalled inadvertently.

The stone walls on the left and right are rough, covered with moss, damp and cold.

Guangzhi followed the mountain road to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple and walked into the depths of the corridor. There was no light in the corridor, and it was dark and silent all around, as if the most terrifying demons and monsters were hiding there. Guangzhi's acupoints were now open, and the Great Sun Void Phase was running. It was as if two suns rose in his eyes, and the darkness retreated into the stone wall.

At the end, there is a semicircular area that looks like an open stone chamber. There are stone beds and tables with rotten cushions on them.

On the front wall of the mountain are engraved the maxims left by Ananda, but the true meaning has been lost. Not far to the left, there are faint traces left on the wall, like a stone door with the words "If you are kind and benevolent, do not enter this door" written on it!
There was a deep hole on the lower left side of the stone door, with an indescribable flame burning inside. Next to it were tiny characters. Although the characters were in a demonic language that Meng Qi did not recognize, Shang Yi, who had come into contact with the little fox, knew it:
"Kill those who have bad intentions!"

At the same time, Guangzhi felt the coldness and terror at the door. It seemed as if the remains of rotting corpses, evil spirits and demons appeared before his eyes, affecting his mind.

But he is Shang Yi's alter ego, his mind is pure and clear without any ripples, and he is as still as a mountain in the face of terrifying feelings!

He stretched out his hand and touched the stone door. The feeling became stronger. Guangzhi exerted force suddenly and the stone door made a creaking sound.

Suddenly, Guangzhi's expression changed slightly and he flashed to the back. The next moment, an illusory river of time flowed out from the crack in the stone door, and soon the crack in the stone door disappeared, as if it had never moved.

Guangzhi looked at the stone gate deeply, raised his head to look at the sky, and walked out of the corridor without looking back.

He was not discouraged. He had foreseen such a situation. Guangzhi came here just to give it a try.

Not only is the real world's Shaolin Abbot Kongwen sealed here, but the secrets of the demon Buddha Ananda are also hidden here, waiting for Meng Qi to discover them. He is not Meng Qi, so naturally he cannot take action.

In the long river of time just now, if it wasn’t Guangzhi who came today, I’m afraid everything in this world would be retraced back to the way it was in the original book, even the memories of Meng Qi and others would be the same!

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In the real world, on the river boat heading to Huanzhou, Meng Qi dressed up as a scholar with a sword. He went into his room as soon as he got on the boat and stayed there, "studying" with peace of mind. His three meals and toilet were brought to him by the servants on the boat.

The reason why he chose to take a boat instead of traveling on his own was that he wanted to avoid distraction and concentrate on consolidating his current state. Whether it was the opening of his nasal orifices or the near-perfection of the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover, they were all the result of a forceful impact of his essence and medicinal power. There were many flaws that needed to be polished.

Moreover, he also had to practice the "Immortal Seal" to confuse the enemy with illusions, interfere with the enemy's mind, borrow and unload energy, and reach the peak of true Qi. He also had to calm down and study how to use the lightning marks to quickly practice the purple thunder power, and strive to use the normal true Qi cultivated from the Eight-Nine Profound Art and the Golden Bell Cover. Once the method was put into practice, it would be partially converted into purple thunder power, and directly attached to the "evil calamity" with the help of the lightning marks.

At the same time, it is necessary to delve into the fifth strike of Purple Thunder's swordsmanship "Crazy Thunder Shocking the Nine Skies", continue to comprehend the "Essence of the Heavenly Sword" and the Dugu Nine Swords, and practice the "Phantom Demon Body Skills" in a small space.

With so many things to do, Meng Qi of course chose to take a boat and immerse himself in it.

Going upstream, the boat moved slowly. Huanzhou and its vicinity were poor and mountainous with bad waters. Many places with fast-flowing waters could only be passed at specific times each day, and the help of trackers was indispensable. Therefore, more than half a month passed before the tower ship gradually entered the area of ​​Huanzhou.

Inside the room, Meng Qi wielded his sword and saber simultaneously, without any wind or sound. His moves seemed ordinary, but they kept changing. Every change gave rise to an illusion, a mixture of truth and falsehood, difficult to distinguish between one and the other.

Suddenly, the sword disappeared and returned to its sheath without him knowing when. Meng Qi nodded with satisfaction, finally mastering the two techniques of the "Immortal Seal".

The real "Immortal Seal Method" is to form a body seal inside and a hand seal outside. Through the two, it connects the internal organs, the heaven and earth, and the external universe and nature. It is a unique method that merges the inside and the outside. Therefore, after a small success, it can mix spirit and true energy to create illusions and interfere with the enemy's senses.

Because Meng Qi had to use a sword, he could only circulate his true Qi to form body seals internally, and for hand seals he used the release and application of the spirit from the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows, and he finally achieved some success.

The method to maintain the peak of true Qi is not difficult. Meng Qi has already understood the core idea. The extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is reincarnation. The true Qi cultivated by Eight-Nine Profound Art and Golden Bell Cover can recover quickly. After a bold attempt, he quickly got started.

If he had gotten started in this area, he would have been successful in using and unloading force. Although it was not as powerful as concentrating on practicing the "Immortal Seal", with the help of the Golden Bell Cover, it was enough for Meng Qi to deal with most situations.

A gust of cold wind blew by, causing the strong Meng Qi to shiver and was quite surprised.

"It's early summer, how can it be so cold?" He suppressed the thought of studying the purple thunder power and swordsmanship, pushed open the door and walked out.

There was a vast expanse of white before my eyes, with floating ice floes on the river and both banks covered with ice and snow, making one almost wonder if it was winter.

Meng Qi put Xie Jie into a package, put it on his back, picked up Bing Que, closed the door, and walked to the front of the ship, intending to find a sailor to ask what was going on.

When they arrived at the dining hall of the ship, Meng Qi saw a group of sailors gathered on the deck, cooking in an iron pot with all kinds of food rolling around in it. The rich aroma of meat filled Meng Qi's nostrils.

There's no need to worry about fire... Meng Qi thought as he walked over and asked politely, "My dear friends, why is it snowing in June?"

The sailors sat around to keep warm, looking at the pot. When they heard Meng Qi's question, the leader hurriedly said, "Half a month ago, Mr. Cui Qingyu, the acting head of the Cui family in Pingjin, had a fierce battle with a mysterious master nearby. The weather has become like this. It may take a year or two to recover."

"I see, it's really a natural disaster..." Meng Qi sighed. Seeing them eating so happily, he asked with his index finger excited, "My dear friends, what are you eating? Can I join in? I'll pay for it."

"Nothing, just some cooked pork and beef offal." The leading sailor waved his hands, fearing that the shipowner would scold him for neglecting his guests.

It's exactly what I like! Meng Qi sat down without hesitation, gave the silver coins, took the bowl and chopsticks, mixed a bowl of spicy sauce with dogwood juice, picked up beef liver, pork tripe and other things, and ate with great enthusiasm.

Seeing that the guests didn't mind, the sailors let go and scrambled for the food, sweating profusely, and driving away the cold.

"Boss, something seems to be wrong in there." A sailor looked at the ship's lobby and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Meng Qi looked over.

The few of them were not far from the ship's lobby, lighting a fire on the snow-covered deck. Meng Qi turned his head slightly and saw the scene inside through the half-open door. He also understood what was wrong with what the sailor had said just now.

In the hall, as the weather suddenly turned extremely cold, many passengers chose to stay in the guest rooms, wrapped in warm quilts, waiting for the ship's servants to bring them food, wine, braziers, and thick quilts. Therefore, not many people came to eat, and there were only about five or six tables.

At one table sat a young man with an imposing manner. There was a slightly childish look on his face, and every move he made was in accordance with etiquette. He had a jade hairpin in his hair and a green pendant on his waist, but no other ornaments. Next to him sat an old man dressed as a servant. He looked old and had deep wrinkles, but when he opened and closed his eyes, a gleam of light was revealed.

At one table sat a single woman, dressed in a plain white robe, looking as elegant as a fairy. A long sword with a white sheath was placed on the table. Her expression showed a hint of uneasiness, and she kept looking at the people at the two tables nearby.

Next to her, at another table sat a man with a ferocious look on his face. His facial features were normal, but his hands were as big as palm-leaf fans with protruding joints. It was obvious that he had extraordinary palm skills. At another table sat a couple. The man was pale and coughed frequently, as if he was sickly. The woman had a pretty face, plump breasts, and shiny skin.

The reason why the sailor felt something was wrong was because of the expression of the single woman and the fierce look of the man with big hands. (End of this chapter)