Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　Some people probed out of the house, but they saw that the street was still very prosperous just now, and the streets crowded with people were empty and deserted at the moment.

　　There was only one immortal in a Taoist robe in the sky, riding a yellow crane with his arms on his back, his clothes rattling in the wind.

　　"Chen Xianren, you have been enchanted!"

　　At this moment, an old monk with bamboo sticks and manshoes stood up and shouted.

　　The empty street, the sound kept echoing.

　　"Buddha Amitabha, my Buddha once said that everything has cause and effect. If you kill someone today, it's the cause. If you continue to kill people, it's the result. If you continue to kill people, it will not be karma, but the result of the eighteen hells."

　　This old monk, with his hands together, his eyes full of white eyebrows, shows moral compassion.

　　He wanted to persuade Chen Changsheng by using the theory of cause and effect.

　　I want to use my own power to stop this killing!

　　Chen Changsheng put his hands on his back, let the yellow crane fly down lightly, and sneered: "Cause and effect is Zen?"

　　The old monk thought for a while and said, "Yes."

　　Chen Changsheng: "Cause and effect are the eyes of Dharma?"

　　The old monk: "No."

　　Chen Changsheng: "Is the cause and effect empty?"

　　The old monk: "Ask."

　　"Is it?"

　　"Is not it?"

　　Chen Changsheng continued to ask, "Really??"

　　The old monk kept sweating on his forehead, stepped back a few steps, and said: "This...this..."

　　Chen Changsheng sneered and said, "Is it worth getting in my way just these two times?"

　　"I don't believe in your Buddha, and I don't believe in the cause and effect of your Buddha. Killing or not killing is the way of the deity!"

　　The sound was ethereal, reaching everyone's ears.

　　Hearing this, the old monk turned pale and looked at Chen Changsheng in shock.

　　He didn't seem to have thought that Chen Changsheng was so young, yet his mind was so firm.

　　He originally wanted to use karma to persuade him to shake his Dao heart, but he didn't expect to be overwhelmed by his words. Now that he saw his Dao heart, he knew that it was all in vain.

　　"If the monk is really merciful, why don't you persuade him to come and kill my iron cavalry?"

　　Chen Changsheng's soft voice sounded.

　　The old monk sat on the spot, he could clearly hear the sound of galloping horses, and walked to the side with a gloomy expression.

　　After a few steps.

　　His hands are together, sitting on the ground motionless!

　　Maybe he went to the west to find his Buddha.

　　No one paid attention to his death, like a grain of sand in a sea of ​​sand, inconspicuous and unconcerned.

　　……

　　Rumble!

　　The road paved with bluestones vibrated violently, and the small stones jumped from the ground.

　　The sound of hoofs is like thunder!

　　In the direction of the imperial city, he ran out of the heavily armored cavalry with heavy armor all over his body, revealing only a pair of dark eyes!

　　Among them, there are also martial arts masters who have become ruthless machines on the battlefield.

　　Chen Changsheng looked at them, and the other party was also looking at him.

　　True martial arts swordsman!

　　The world's first master!

　　The fairy of Wudang Mountain!

　　He was ordered by the emperor to be enshrined as a national teacher just now!

　　A few days ago, he even summoned flames to burn [-] cavalry!

　　They all know the names and deeds of each and every one of them, and their hearts are also very open...

　　Even if there are [-] of them, they dare not say that they can survive from this person. Even if they survive by luck, how many people are left?

　　But soldiers take it as their duty to obey orders. If the Son of Heaven says they want to kill them, they will kill them if they die!

　　A no-nonsense opening!

　　Everyone knows that this is the fight!

　　In the middle of the army, Cha Mu'er, who was standing on the chariot, looked at the figure in the white shirt solemnly, and then raised his right hand and waved it down!

　　Rumble!

　　The [-] cavalry sprinted together, the formation was like a rhinoceros wrapped in iron armor, and the long sharp horns stabbed fiercely.

　　With great momentum, Huang He fluttered his wings and wanted to rush to the sky to escape.

　　Chen Changsheng smiled and patted Huang He's feathers lightly, his right hand naturally fell behind him, his eyes closed and his left palm turned upwards.

　　I just remember that when I went to Wudang Mountain, I heard that Emperor Zhenwu once cut off the Han River with a sword. When he had an idea, Chen Changsheng made a light stroke and whispered softly, "Break the river!"

　　One zhang in front of him, the ground split open, dividing the streets on both sides.

　　The heavy cavalry in the sprint could not stop, and could only watch himself fall into the crack. Soon after the gully was filled, the latecomer continued to run forward again, blood splashing!

　　You run to me.

　　Chen Changsheng just waved his sleeves, and a gully suddenly appeared.

　　What a tragic scene of ebb and flow.

　　Not long after, the streets were silent.

　　No sound could be heard, no one could maintain their mood, looking at this scene in horror, their souls trembled.

　　Looking at that young man with a fluttering coat and a comfortable and natural look, he only felt how small he was!

　　Amazing!

　　No, this is the means of the Immortal God!

　　Chen Xianren!

　　A real fairy!

　　Someone's legs went soft uncontrollably and knelt down.

　　inside the palace.

　　A blood-stained, extremely embarrassed soldier walked in shaking.

　　Emperor Yuanshun and the civil and military officials, who were happily waiting for the good news of Cha Muer, hurriedly looked over.

　　But before they could ask them carefully, the soldier who was kneeling on the ground shook his arms shaking like crazy, shouting: "Dead, all dead, general and all dead!"

　　"The man waved, the ground...cracks...everyone died!"

　　The huge palace, echoing the roar of the armored soldiers, is crazy to the extreme!

　　Let the noble ministers who are in the hall and above can no longer maintain the usual high-level appearance, and everything is not haunted. Everyone is shocked and panicked.

　　Bang!

　　The wine glass with a trace of temperature fell to the ground, and the wine splashed Yuan Shundi's golden dragon robe.

　　But he didn't react, there was only endless horror in his eyes...

　　"No...not possible."

　　Emperor Yuan Shun's face turned pale, and his fingers trembled as he said, "Twenty thousand people, twenty thousand elites! How could they have died in the hands of one person!"

　　"Master....Old master, didn't you say that the other party is just a monster with high martial arts, why is this, why is this?!"

　　The Grand Master was blinded and unable to speak.

　　Zibuyu: strange, force, chaos, god.

　　This sentence was originally learned from the Han people, and he used to take it seriously.

　　But now...

　　Could it be that there are really immortals in this world? !

　　The old lady slumped on the ground, not picking up the crown and hat when it fell on the ground.

　　Emperor Yuanshun was about to ask how to deal with this matter.

　　But suddenly there is a feeling of extreme heart palpitations, this feeling is so sudden.

　　It's also so direct.

　　Almost at this moment, his face turned pale, and layers of cold sweat seeped out from behind him.

　　"His Majesty?"

　　The maid serving next to me noticed this scene and came over with concern.

　　"No, no, I am destiny, I can't die!"

　　Emperor Yuan Shun suddenly stood up, his eyes were red, he squeezed the dragon chair and shouted, "Xianren Chen, you can't kill me, I am destiny!"

　　……

　　outside the palace.

　　A figure fluttering in Taoist robes rode a yellow crane and slowly came over.

　　The originally peaceful streets seemed to be aroused by strong winds because of his arrival, and the strong winds carried sand and almost wrapped the entire palace.

　　The ministers who were surprised at why the emperor spoke like this were also surprised.