Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 514: Breaking Through the Sky + Dimensional Ascension
Zhou Ping'an stimulated his blood and energy, and the lotus in his dantian blossomed and withered. At the same time, the true form of Kunpeng emerged around him, and with a slash of his sword, he stirred up endless waves, ready to meet the punch from the golden Buddha statue.

Among Kunpeng's four magical skills, "Sea Covering Style" is the most powerful and unmatched in frontal attack.

Seeing the golden Buddha statue's powerful attack, Zhou Ping'an did not dare to be careless. The first way he chose to deal with it was to break the force with force.

In fact, this punch had too wide a coverage area. If he could not block it and was seized by the opponent, even if he could dodge it, the force of the punch would spread and would likely cause heavy casualties to the people of Chitong County.

Moreover, he was confident that he could completely block the punch.

In his opinion, with the current strength of the world and the concentration of spiritual energy, no matter how strong he was, he could not be stronger than the combined force of his own "Pure World Lotus Body" and the amplification of Kunpeng's true form and reality.

"Click..."

The long sword just swung out.

As soon as he touched the golden light from the fist, Zhou Pingan felt the bones and tendons in his arm shattered at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, every part of my body felt an incomparable and powerful force pressing down on me in an unstoppable manner... My blood was evaporating, and my body was about to be shattered into pieces by the golden force.

'No way, absolutely impossible. '

Zhou Ping'an was surprised when he felt such an unreasonable and huge destructive force. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Guanghan Heart Sutra that he had been practicing diligently naturally felt the threat, and a cold moon rushed out from the top of his head.

Thousands of thoughts arose and disappeared in his mind, and under the faint cold moonlight, he reacted in an instant.

'This is not real, it is an illusion, a phantom, it deceived my mental power, it deceived my flesh and blood, but it could not deceive my soul.'

'The quality of the soul power cultivated through the Guanghan Heart Sutra is far superior to this soul-enchanting power. Therefore, it is possible to transcend vision and see the truth.'

“Immortal.”

Zhou Ping'an watched the Buddha Fist with his own eyes. The golden light spread over his body like water, turning his flesh, blood, tendons, bones, and even the smallest particles into nothingness. In a moment, a body reappeared in the same place without any damage.

"So that's how it is. I was almost fooled by you. All the people in this city, all the believers, didn't really believe in your Brahma teachings. They were just deceived by you."

Zhou Ping'an laughed loudly, his eyes falling on the center of the eyebrows of the ten-foot-tall golden Buddha statue. The white light there was like the brightest star in the night sky. As long as one saw it, it would feel like they saw the way forward and found the faith of their soul.

He knew that this was the place where the old monk Xuanming lived, and it was also the last remaining relic.

The body may die but the soul lives on.

The old monk's methods are truly extraordinary.

He actually found a glimmer of hope.

"Even if you figure it out, what can you do? Can you destroy my indestructible body?"

The Buddha statue spoke, and his tone was filled with deep hatred, mixed with a barely perceptible hint of pride.

Old Monk Xuanming's various plans and plots were all cracked by Zhou Ping'an one by one.

Every time I feel like I'm going to succeed.

In the end, failure will occur.

Under such a blow, no matter how profound his knowledge of Buddhism was and how strong his mind was, he almost began to doubt himself.

I doubt whether destiny really loves the person in front of me.

Do you also doubt whether you can escape?
I even doubt whether what I have been practicing and upholding throughout my life can really lead to the other shore.

Practice Buddhism and cultivate your mind.

Once the seeds of doubt appear in your heart, you are doomed to death. The best outcome is to start over in this life.

But he was unwilling to do so.

You must get up where you fell.

He wanted to use his last thoughts to paint the most glorious picture for Brahma and himself.

First of all, you have to kill the opponent in front of you.

The old monk didn't want to say anything more. He just sneered and punched again.

This time, not only the tip of the fist, but the entire body of the Buddha statue, which was more than ten feet tall, was shining with golden light. It was like a god or Buddha who had descended to the earth and regarded all living beings as ants.

Previously, Zhou Ping'an used all his strength to slash out with the sword "Cover the Sea", but it didn't even leave a scratch on his body.

"It's all just a dream, a bubble, and it's all intoxicating. Since there's a force that this world can't contain for the time being, it's all fake. So the only explanation is the Divine Martial Field."

It is a magical field that is temporarily stimulated by using the Golden Buddha as a bridge and the faith of all spirits as the foundation.

No one knows which divine and powerful ancestor of the Brahma Temple used this method.

In other words, this field does not belong to Monk Xuanming, he is just borrowing the laws in it to attack.

So, what are the laws of the field?

Watching the punch fall with a loud bang.

Zhou Ping'an watched quietly, without throwing punches to resist, nor did he try to pick up the Cangyue sword that had fallen to the ground.

His thoughts were faster than lightning and he understood the cause and effect in an instant.

"To be able to turn the impossible into the possible, to be able to exert a power that you have never possessed before, there are only two ways to do it: one is to confuse the opponent; the other is to dream a great dream..."

Zhou Ping'an thought of this.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

With the cold moon formed by the Guanghan Heart Sutra hanging above him, he was sure that he was not deceived. Therefore, falling into the opponent's Shen Ya field was nothing more than the other party's dream.

There is everything in the dream.

therefore.

The characteristic of this divine realm is "just a dream".

It's just a dream.

Who wouldn't?
"Long, long, long..."

Zhou Ping'an muttered to himself.

The body suddenly swelled up as if it were inflated with air.

In a flash, it grew to a height of about ten feet, almost level with the golden Buddha statue.

He blocked the blow with his backhand and took the powerful blow that could break the sky and split the earth.

boom……

Huge cracks appeared on all sides, fire was gushing out, and mountains were collapsing...

Zhou Ping'an turned around and found that he and the golden Buddha statue were not in a temple, but in an unfamiliar vast land.

The two men clashed, and the aftermath of their attacks was so powerful that the mountains collapsed and the rivers dried up.

Obviously, this scene was also a dream.

Whatever you dream about will come true.

Zhou Ping'an even felt that the huge bodies and enormous power that the two of them now manifested were also illusions.

In fact, it is a struggle that only exists within the mind and soul.

"You can't lose."

Although Zhou Ping'an had vaguely guessed the nature of the other party's divine martial field, he did not dare to be careless at all.

Laws, no matter what their nature is, should not be underestimated.

That can really turn the virtual into the real.

If we lose the war, we may really lose.

The result of defeat is likely to be death.

This can be judged from the deep murderous intent coming from Monk Xuanming.

"Come here, stick."

Zhou Ping'an stretched out his hand and the Cang Yue sword that had fallen to the ground suddenly transformed and stood up, turning into a piece of divine iron with brilliant light and two golden hoops at both ends.

He jumped into his hand, raised the stick to the sky, and at the same time, a purple gold crown appeared on his head, cloud-walking boots appeared on his feet, and golden armor appeared on his body...

"Ah fight..."

Zhou Ping'an let out a long roar.

In his dream, he has transformed into a naughty monkey who is willing to overthrow the heaven by his own strength.

The sticks danced, the heaven and earth shook, one stick turned into tens of millions of sticks, creating a huge stick shadow.

The golden Buddha figure rushing forward could only hold out for a short while under the rain of sticks. After being hit by seventy or eighty sticks, countless fleshy buns grew on his head, bulging like small meat buns.

At the same time, the Buddha's body, which was shining with golden light, was also covered with tiny cracks.

Even in this great dream realm, the law itself has to admit that this monkey and this stick do have the power to break everything.

"Even the indestructible golden body can't withstand it. What kind of monkey is this? It's so ferocious?" Monk Xuanming, who controls the Buddhist temple with his relic body and evolves the indestructible golden body, was a little surprised.

He knows better than anyone else.

The indestructible golden body that one evolves is not the name of a technique, but a truly indestructible, immortal existence that can withstand thousands of calamities without being worn out.

But even this kind of self-defense method is no longer able to hold up.

It's hard to understand.

But it's okay.

He still has means.

Facing the huge shadows of the sticks that were swinging like a violent storm, Monk Xuanming shouted, like thunder in the sky.

Place one hand with the palm upright in front of the chest and the other hand with five fingers spread out.

It fell with a loud bang.

As the palm pressed down, the five fingers turned into five colors, and then turned into five mountains, covering the sky and the sun and pressing down.

Zhou Ping'an was having a great time playing.

I just felt that every hair of the monkey created in the dream seemed to contain a force as powerful as the mountains and seas. It could even hit the golden body of Buddha and make it run away with its head in its hands. It was simply incredible.

No wonder, in the myth, when the monkey caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace, except for a few people, no one was willing to compete with him in martial arts.

It's simply cheating!
I could fight this kind of battle for three days and three nights without getting tired of it.

The more Zhou Ping'an fought, the more he gained experience. He even felt that his sword skills, which had already reached perfection in the past, had made great progress. Inspiration was like a tide, appearing and disappearing in his mind...

He knocked it down with his stick and watched the golden Buddha statue soon collapse.

A Buddha's palm appeared before my eyes.

The five fingers differentiate into five-colored giant peaks.

It hasn’t fallen yet.

The entire void had solidified, and even the five elements that made up the world were melted into one palm. Even more bizarrely, Zhou Pingan found that his "monkey body" was actually being forcibly controlled to shrink... He was even forced to bend over and lower his head...

The more fun it was before, the more miserable it is now.

Zhou Ping'an felt it clearly.

The unparalleled strength in the body disappeared without a trace, and the tremendous power surging in the flesh and blood also disappeared.

It was no longer the giant monkey that could overturn the heaven, but a weak little mortal monkey.

"Even the five elements that make up the body have been sealed?"

At this moment, Zhou Ping'an seemed to have really entered the game and felt the despair and unwillingness in the heart of the lawless big monkey.

At the same time, I finally realized how majestic the five-colored divine light was in another story.

Thousands of secret techniques and tens of thousands of magic spells are all sealed in one palm, in the five-colored light.

"This guy's dream is quite high-end..."

Even Zhou Ping'an had to admit that Old Monk Xuanming had a very rich imagination, which was somehow consistent with a story he had heard in his own world.

I don’t know if it is a coincidence, or if there is such a legend in this world?
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Chapter 602: Dimensional Ascension
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"It's a competition of imagination. Who's afraid of who?"

Looking up, there are five huge five-colored mountains that have already taken shape.

Zhou Pingan took a deep breath.

Thoughts turned slightly.

His body shook violently, and the infinite light suddenly collapsed inwards, leaving an extremely black light pattern around him.

As the Buddha's palm got closer and closer, it pressed down on his head.

His body had disappeared.

It suddenly turned into a rotating and twisting black hole.

The incomparable suction power just appeared and it pulled the visible and invisible forces from all directions.

As soon as the five peaks fell, they turned into shadows and were sucked into the black hole.

Then the sky and the earth were all torn apart and swallowed up.

The black hole is getting bigger and bigger, and the vast universe is getting smaller and smaller.

The golden Buddha statue could hardly control its body, and it was about to turn into energy and fall into the black hole.

"It actually absorbs everything and evolves chaos..."

Even though Old Monk Xuanming no longer had a physical body and was only relying on the silence of the Golden Buddha, he could not help but deform his golden face and stare at the black hole evolved by Zhou Ping'an.

He might not even have thought of such a trick in his dreams.

What else can we use to resist?

No, there is a way.

At this moment, Xuanming's expression became extremely solemn. The relic between his eyebrows shone brightly. A shadow emerged above his head, and a towering seven-colored tree grew out.

As he finished chanting the Buddhist name.

The towering tree turned into a magic staff and struck down.

What black hole, what chaos, under this colorful light, earth, water, fire and wind immediately evolved, and the world restarted.

The black hole that Zhou Pingan transformed into was also somewhat helpless.

The other party even dreamed of creating the world. Even if I visualized a stronger person, it would only be a draw. How could I have so much time to waste with him? If I keep wasting time, maybe everyone in Chitong City would have their brains cleansed by this dream.

"In that case, I can only use my ultimate move. If this can be broken, I will have to admit defeat. I will let you win the game, and I will use the mirror to escape and lead my troops to retreat."

Zhou Ping'an returned to his original appearance, holding the Cangyue sword, watching the sky and earth turn into four colors, and was about to re-evolve all things. His body also turned into the smallest particles and merged into the four-color light.

"Upward dimension."

He muttered to himself in his mind.

My thoughts were stretched and the world before my eyes faded away like light and shadow.

When Zhou Ping'an stepped down on the ground again, he found himself standing in a bright and clean living room with a black leather sofa behind him and a 40-inch color flat-screen TV hanging on the TV wall in front of him.

Lights and shadows flickered, and what was being played was a picture of a golden Buddha statue standing in an infinite air current, recreating the world.

"Even if you have a thousand abilities and a million imaginations, you have never thought that you are a story."

Zhou Ping'an walked forward silently and unplugged the TV.

"Snapped……"

The TV screen went black.

My eyes were shaking.

Zhou Ping'an looked forward again and saw that the vast world was no longer there, nor was it a living room, but just an ordinary temple.

The whole city was filled with roaring noises.

That was the sound of the golden Buddha statue collapsing and dust rising.

In the smoke and dust, a white relic was cracked into countless spider veins. A shrill and familiar voice roared unwillingly and gradually disappeared.

Only the powder from the exploded relic remained, floating in the wind.

"You can't even dream better than me, so this great dream realm has lost its meaning of existence."

Zhou Pingan shook his head.

Success or failure depends on the Buddha statue.

After all, the Brahma Divine Martial Ancestor who mastered the laws of the great dream did not appear in this world.

Therefore, the law field composed of Buddha statues and faith is actually dead.

It's like a program with established operating rules.

Within the rules, if Monk Xuanming failed to control the power of faith, the rules would immediately collapse and lose their foundation.

"This gamble has cost me my last glimmer of hope."

Watching Monk Xuanming finally die of fear.

Zhou Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old monk is really difficult to deal with.

Unfortunately, I was still better and had the last laugh.

"This is……"

The smoke and dust drifted away with the wind, and Zhou Ping'an's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. He saw something that had not been destroyed.

Still shining brightly.

When the mind probed into the past, it seemed as if it saw the boundless void and the starlight at dawn.

"Good stuff, this is the Sky Star Stone!"

Zhou Ping'an's current knowledge and experience is already very good.

Basically you won't miss any treasures.

Especially some time ago, after he killed three people from the "Samsara Hall" in Jinhe City, and picked up a piece of Yin energy star stone from the woman who controlled ice and snow magic and wanted to freeze the whole city at any time, he became particularly concerned about this matter.

the reason is simple.

Things like the Sky Star Stone are definitely powerful treasures.

Not only do you need to open up your body, you also need this kind of good thing.

Others can also make use of it and bring out its special functions.

In this case, as long as one is not mentally ill, no matter who picks it up, they will hide it away with great care and not show it to anyone.

If you want to get one, you can only encounter it by chance.

But he had a premonition that he might need such a stone to open each of his Nine Apertures of Heaven.

A total of nine are needed.

Where can I find them all?
Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an felt both happy and distressed.

What made him happy was that he was lucky enough to have the Heavenly Star Stone delivered to him. But what troubled him was that the quantity was far from enough.

"It seems to be the power of the morning star."

As a master, Su Lianxue's life over the years has not been in vain. The fact that such a large library was built in Feicui Peak proves that she is a woman who loves reading very much.

At this moment, you can tell at a glance what this piece of Heavenly Star Stone is called.

"Venus?"

Zhou Ping'an's heart moved slightly, and he thought to himself, isn't that Taibai Gengjin? No wonder this stone contains such a sharp power.

Moreover, just looking at it can make people no longer confused.

Presumably, the old monk Xuanming relied on this Heavenly Star Stone to keep his brain absolutely clear. Only then could he fully activate the Great Dream Law, influence the people in the city, and lure Zhou Ping'an into the arena for a life-and-death battle.

In the end, he lost.

"Very good, now all I need is a method to open all the Tianyuan Nine Apertures. If I want to improve my strength as quickly as possible and withstand the attack of the imperial court's Zhenbei Army, it seems that I have to go through this Demon Subduing Trial again."

Zhou Ping'an originally wanted to drag it out until he had cultivated the True Martial Dharma Image and his strength had risen to another level, only then would he be absolutely sure of entering the trial.

But the current situation is changing too fast.

The Zhenbei Army will soon be sending out its entire force, and time is running out.

With his current strength, his chances of winning against the imperial generals who possess supernatural powers may not be very high.

Even though he had enough precious elixirs to bless him and strong luck to help him, it would not be easy for him to cultivate the late stage of Zhenwu Dharma.

"No matter how fast you are, even if you make great progress every day, the speed of cultivation is too fast to make sense. It will still take a month or two."

"I should be able to pass this trial. Compared to the last level, my strength has increased dozens of times. If I can't pass this, it would be too much."

“As long as I get all the methods to open the Nine Apertures of the Celestial Origin, I can find a way to trade with the Wandering Envoy of the Shadow Pavilion. I can get the Celestial Star Stone and Star Power through trading. This is a shortcut to rapid improvement.

According to You Fangshi, if you really want to trade for good stuff, you must upgrade your authority, which means you need to accept tasks...

That is a problem.”

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)