The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Everyone, I have aroused bodhicitta before the Buddha, personally inherited the teachings of the Tathagata, and always protected, upheld, read, recited, and wrote the Golden Light Sutra. However, the spiritual energy of this world has dried up, so that after the Tang Dynasty, no more Buddhas and saints were born. The people of the world are ignorant and cannot be taught, and their spiritual energy is limited, so it is not possible for everyone to start cultivating.”

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"We should seal off the true spirits of all living beings in this world and select truly qualified people to practice. Only in this way can we cultivate the successors of the Four Saints with limited spiritual energy."

"Where are the gods?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Seal this world with the law. The evil destiny of the human world is all in reincarnation. Fools will not enter my Buddha's seat."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"If you don't break the appearance of living beings, you can't worship my Buddha. There are eight parts of reincarnation, and all sentient beings are sinful. Starting from the gods..."

In front of Feng Ji's eyes, a large number of broken pictures flashed past.

It is the eight tribes who are thrown into reincarnation. In the reincarnation, talented and intelligent people are selected to constantly explore the world, hoping to break through the world of mortals, enter the realm of selflessness, achieve the path of the four saints, and transcend reincarnation.

Among them, there are also a large number of Taoist masters who, in order to break through the world where spiritual energy is exhausted, try their best to overcome the calamity and ascend, breaking through the blockade of Buddhist sects.

It seems that in the following scene, there is a scene of Buddhist and Taoist struggle.

It’s just that these images are too blurry and fleeting.

Feng Ji woke up suddenly, his spiritual consciousness trembled, and when he looked at the top of Qiao Feng's head, he saw that the dharma image representing Emperor Shitian had dissipated!

Qiao Feng was unconscious in the pavilion, looking pale but breathing calmly, and the knot between his brows seemed to have dispersed.

"It turns out that the 'god' in the Six Meridians Divine Sword refers to spiritual consciousness. If this technique is activated by internal force, it is certainly a top-notch technique."

"But using the innate energy to activate it, if you cut yourself internally, you can cut off your own worldly fate, and if you cut others externally, you can cut off their fate."

"This technique seems to be practiced by Buddhists to break through the world of mortals."

Feng Ji was thoughtful. From the fragments of Emperor Shitian's destiny, he seemed to have come into contact with some truth about this world.

It seems that in the history of this world, there are indeed people who cultivate immortality and Buddhism.

However, since the Tang Dynasty, the spiritual energy of this world has been exhausted. In order to save spiritual energy, Buddhism has sealed off this world and used great supernatural powers to seal off the true spirits of all living beings in this world, causing the eight tribes to enter reincarnation and search for wise men.

All living beings are constantly disturbed by the eight groups and realize their true self in the cycle of reincarnation.

Only those who have fully understood the selflessness can embark on the path of cultivation, absorb the few spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and thus transcend the six paths, not enter reincarnation, enter Buddhism and sit down to practice.

For countless years, there have been countless Buddhist geniuses. Naturally, some people can reach their true self in reincarnation, be selected by the eight tribes, understand the selfless phase, and enter Buddhism to practice.

But within the same Taoist sect, there are also geniuses who are looking for the realm of formlessness and are still deducing Taoism.

Feng Ji began to think deeply, and he suddenly thought that Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, could be regarded as an extremely talented person among the previous generation.

Murong Bo, who also worked hard to achieve his hegemony, was both top-notch in talent and temperament.

Are these two people also chosen by the Eight Tribes to finally enter Buddhism and practice Buddhism?

"Wait a minute, if that's true, then the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple, as the master who led Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, is he a practitioner?"

Feng Ji was surprised and doubtful. Looking at Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu, almost all of these three people had a close relationship with Buddhism.

Qiao Feng has been taught by Shaolin monks since he was a child, and Master Xuanku even accepted him as his disciple and taught him his skills.

Almost all of the Duan clan believe in Buddhism, and some people don't even want the throne, but want to become a monk in Tianlong Temple.

Not to mention Xu Zhu, he only wants to stay in Shaolin.

All the masters in the world are moving toward Buddhism. Is this a coincidence?

Among these three people, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu eventually returned to Shaolin and entered Buddhism to sit down.

Qiao Feng died outside Yanmen Pass before entering Buddhism.

Does that mean that Qiao Feng failed to uncover the selfless phase in the end and was abandoned by Buddhism?

Duan Yu and Xu Zhu finally embarked on the path of spiritual practice?

"Duan Yu has learned the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Maybe he will become familiar with this technique in the future and find a way to cut off the cause and effect of luck and enter the realm of selflessness."

"Duan Yu is in charge of Lingjiu Palace and has practiced the Taoist "Small No-Phase Gong". I am afraid he has also found the Taoist realm of "Tao without phase".

Feng Ji pondered. The three elders of Xiaoyao Sect were all top geniuses, but they were also unable to detect the selflessness. In the entanglement of love, they fell into reincarnation again.

"Limited spiritual energy can only be provided to true geniuses. Is this world a training ground set up by Buddhism?"

Feng Ji took a deep breath, feeling shocked but also angry.

Because at this moment he has been targeted by the dragons from the eight tribes!

"After Duan Yu died, the dragons did not dissipate, but merged into my destiny. Did they choose me?"

Feng Ji looked gloomy. He didn't want to enter Buddhism. It might not be a good thing for the dragons to choose him.

He began to ponder: "We must find the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect as soon as possible. If we can understand the 'Tao without Form' and cut off my cause and effect, I will probably be able to obtain the spiritual power of this world and let me embark on the path of cultivating immortality."

While thinking, Qiao Feng slowly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that the whole world seemed to be much clearer.

The melancholy that had been lingering around me had dissipated a lot without realizing it.

He didn't know why, so he turned back to look at Feng Ji: "Brother Feng, I... what's wrong?"

Feng Ji came back to his senses, looked at Qiao Feng, and said with a smile: "I have helped you get rid of the karma and bad luck on your body."

"This time we are going to Shaolin... No, don't go to Shaolin for now. Let's go outside Yanmen Pass first."

Feng Ji suddenly thought that in the Shaolin, the sweeping monk was hiding there. I don't know if it was good or bad. It might not be a good thing for Qiao Feng to rush there.

Qiao Feng nodded when he heard this: "You are right, I must go and check it out myself."

Feng Ji clasped his fists and said, "Go, you and I will say goodbye."

Qiao Feng also clasped his fists and said gratefully: "I am really lucky to meet Brother Feng this time. Brother Feng, if you don't mind it, I intend to marry you!"

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Your temperament also matches mine. If so, we will marry Jinlan."

At that moment, the two of them began to worship each other in this pavilion.

After the two became sworn friends, Qiao Feng asked: "Brother Feng, how old are you?"

Feng Ji counted with his fingers and said with a smile: "Almost seventy."

Qiao Feng was stunned: "How is that possible? Don't make fun of me. You look like you are only in your twenties. How can you be a seventy-year-old man?"

Feng Ji smiled. He had stayed in Yitian World for seventy years. If the late Qing Dynasty is included, it would be far more than this age.

To be honest, he didn't know how old his body was now.

Under the interference of the power of time and space, his body was already different from ordinary people.

"If I were not this age, how could I have practiced this kind of kung fu?"

When Qiao Feng heard this, he thought the same thing.

He thought to himself that his martial arts skills were already among the best in the world, but in front of Feng Ji, there was almost no comparison.

I have been practicing hard for more than thirty years, and I have endured many hardships over the years to achieve what I have achieved today.

If Feng Ji was not older than him, how could he have mastered this kind of kung fu?

Then he smiled and said: "In that case, I will call you big brother!"

"Second brother!"

"Brother!"

"Hahaha……"

The two laughed, and Qiao Feng was full of joy and said: "I miss you, Qiao Feng. Now I have become an abandoned member of the Beggar Clan. I can't even protect my identity as a Han, but I can win the favor of my elder brother. God has really tempered me."

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder and said: "Second brother, there is something Zhao Qiansun said that really touched my heart. The Han people are not necessarily superior to the Khitan people, and the Khitan people are not necessarily inferior to the Han people."

"The hatred of nations is just a temporary dispute. In the future, there will eventually be a dynasty that will unify the Central Plains. Regardless of whether they are Han people, Hu people, Khitan people, or Dali people, they will all call themselves descendants of Yan and Huang in the future."

"Beyond Greater China, there are barbarians, and those are the biggest enemies."

Qiao Feng sighed: "I have been a Han Chinese for more than thirty years and regard the Khitans as pigs and dogs. Now that they suddenly call me a Khitan, my heart... sighs."

Feng Ji smiled: "In this world, there is no eternal dynasty, let alone eternal bloodline. Only Tao is eternal."

The two chatted for a while, and Qiao Feng asked: "Brother, I want to go to Yanmen Pass and investigate the cause of death of Deputy Gang Leader Ma. Where are you going next?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "You don't have to run around. I know the murderer who killed Ma Dayuan."

"What, you...you know?" Qiao Feng was shocked, and immediately asked: "Who is it?"

"Bai Shijing, the law enforcement elder of your Beggar Clan."

Qiao Feng was shocked again and couldn't believe it: "This...how is this possible?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "More than that, in fact, it is not Bai Shijing who is targeting you, but Ma Dayuan's wife, the poisonous woman named Kang Min."

Qiao Feng couldn't understand: "This... is impossible. I have no grudge against her. Besides, she is just Ma Dayuan's widow. What qualifications do she have to instruct others?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "This woman is as poisonous as a snake and scorpion. Bai Shijing, Elder Xu, and Quan Guanqing all had romantic relationships with her. This woman is extremely jealous."

"You are among the Beggar Clan. You are young and promising, a hero, and a well-known hero in the world. This woman is first-rate in terms of beauty and appearance. When others see her, they are all so lustful that they are infatuated with her and can't help themselves. Only You're the only one who doesn't speak falsely to her, and she hates you for it."

Qiao Feng was in disbelief: "This...where do you start talking about this? She is my sister-in-law, and I am not hypocritical to her. Isn't that what it should be? How can she hate me for such a trivial thing? And also design such a vicious plot to harm me?" "

Feng Ji shook his head and sighed: "Once you enter reincarnation, all sentient beings will sin. Naturally, rough guys like you and me don't understand the heart of a woman."

"In short, this is the truth. In addition, I need to remind you that your father did not actually die when he jumped off the cliff, but hid..."

Boom!

Before Feng Ji could finish his words, suddenly the sky exploded with thunder.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a black shadow flying down from the sky above the pavilion, and suddenly slapped Feng Ji with his palm.

The terrifying palm force roared and exploded into the air, as if it was going to kill Feng Ji directly!

Feng Ji's eyes moved and he saw that the person who came was covered in black night clothes, and even his face was covered with a turban, with only two eyes exposed.

At this time, this palm was struck, the air waves rolled and roared, and the rain splashed and tore apart.

Feng Ji looked indifferent and pointed lightly.

Pfft——

The sword energy flew through the air, and in an instant, the man's palm shattered and exploded.

The sword energy roared, and with a stab, it tore the visitor's clothes directly!

The man was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

Qiao Feng also reacted and shouted angrily: "Who is it?"

He was about to take action immediately, but Feng Ji grabbed him and said with a smile: "You can't take action."

Qiao Feng was stunned and didn't know why.

Feng Ji looked at the man in black in the rain and said, "Xiao Yuanshan, you don't recognize your son in person?"

As soon as these words came out, the man in black was shaken all over.

Qiao Feng was even more shocked and suddenly turned his head to look at the man in black.

The man in black was trembling, his eyes fixed on Feng Ji.

"You...how did you know?"

His voice was trembling, but he clearly sounded old.

Feng Ji shook his head and sighed: "You have been hiding in Shaolin for many years, isn't it just to make your son betray the Beggar Clan, make him betray his relatives and return to the Liao people?"

"To be honest, I have never seen such a cruel father like you."

"Your son is doing so well and you insist on dragging him down from the altar. Why bother?"

"He could have lived a glorious and heroic life."

The man in black roared hoarsely: "Why should my son become a Han? Become a killing tool in the hands of the Han! He is my son!"

Feng Ji shook his head: "It seems that you are too far away from understanding the realm of selflessness now."

At that moment, Feng Ji looked at Qiao Feng: "You two, let's talk. I have to go back to Dali."

Qiao Feng stared at the man in black and said in a trembling voice, "Are you...really my father?"

The man in black pulled off his mask, revealing a face exactly like Qiao Feng!

"You come with me!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted, flashed and flew away quickly.

Qiao Feng hurriedly shouted: "Dad!"

There was no time to say goodbye to Feng Ji, so he quickly caught up with him.

The two ran after each other and disappeared into the vast rain.

Feng Ji did not interfere in Qiao Feng's affairs anymore. Qiao Feng's luck had been cut off by him and he should not make the same mistake again.

He has more important things to do right now.

He must find out the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect.

At that moment, Feng Ji quickly turned around and rushed back to Yunnan.

Just as he was about to set off, he saw a group of people not far away, catching a group of people.

This group of people were dressed in Xixia warrior costumes, and there were three girls among them. The others who were tied up were all dressed as beggars.

Feng Ji suddenly sneered and rode his horse to slow down.

"Master Feng!"

In the crowd, A'Zhu and A Bi suddenly saw Feng Ji and immediately shouted, with anxious faces on their faces.

Feng Ji glanced at the two girls, then looked at the Gandharva luck on their heads, and stopped immediately.

Among the Xixia warriors, Helian Tieshu, the leader, immediately shouted: "Who are you?"

Feng Ji said nothing, and A'Zhu shouted: "Master Feng, help us, they are Xixia people!"

Abi also said hurriedly: "Mr. Feng, help me."

Some of the beggars recognized Feng Ji and suddenly showed joy.

Someone shouted: "Hero, these are Xixia thieves, please help them."

"This hero..."

Feng Ji ignored the beggars and said calmly: "I just said in the apricot forest that if you drive away my brother Qiao Feng, the beggar gang will regret it sooner or later."

"You guys are blind, a good gang leader, but you forced him to leave. Now you come to beg me?"

Elder Xu, Quan Guanqing and others from the Beggar Clan suddenly turned pale and furious, and some even cursed loudly.

Elder Xu shouted: "These are all Xixia aliens, and you actually help them?"

Quan Guanqing yelled: "You are a thief, you are really a wolf-hearted person when you make friends with Qiao Feng."

"Qiao Feng is a Khitan, and this guy is also a traitor to the enemy. He is really in cahoots with each other!"

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Feng Ji burst out laughing: "Why, if I don't save you, would you be collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country?"

He looked at the Xixia warrior and said: "If you want to beat or kill these beggars, it has nothing to do with me. Let these girls go."

Helian Tieshu suddenly sneered: "Who do you think you are? You dare to teach me how to do things?"

Feng Ji shook his head slightly: "Why seek death?"

The next moment, Feng Ji suddenly raised his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, puff puff...

The sword Qi shot out, roaring in all directions, and in an instant, the Helian Iron Tree was directly shot into a sieve!

The Xixia warriors suddenly screamed strangely, everyone roared, and they surrounded and killed Feng Ji.

But he saw that Feng Ji couldn't even dismount, and his fingers kept popping up one after another.

The internal energy surged, the innate Qi circulated, and the Six Meridians Divine Sword shot out.

Puff puff!

In the blink of an eye, the Western Xia warriors suffered heavy casualties. Some had their heads split open, some had their eye sockets exploded, and blood spurted out.

Feng Ji made an understatement and looked calm, but his attacks were extremely ruthless and rarely survived.

Finally, the Western Xia warriors were so afraid of being killed that they ran away wailing.

Feng Ji ignored these people, grabbed a horse, directly mentioned A'Zhu and A Bi, got on one and left.

A'Zhu hurriedly begged: "Master Feng, and Miss Cousin, please."

Feng Ji looked at Wang Yuyan and saw that Wang Yuyan looked pitiful and looked at Feng Ji pleadingly.

Feng Ji looked at A'Zhu and A Bi and asked, "It's okay to save her, but you have to do something for me."

"As long as we can do it, we will definitely agree." A'Zhu said quickly.

Feng Ji nodded: "Come on, I'll save her!"

He immediately reached out and grabbed Wang Yuyan and pulled her onto his horse.

Then the two horses galloped away, leaving the Beggar Clan disciples lying in the rain.

Quan Guanqing and others desperately tried to struggle, but they were unable to move due to the poison in their bodies.

Not long after, I saw the Xixia people leaving and coming back, and they came back killing them again.

Suddenly, the Beggar Clan disciples all showed expressions of despair.

Some people can't help but wonder, if Gang Leader Qiao was here, how could everyone fall into the hands of the Xixia people?

Some people are also complaining that although the urgent military information has been sent, in order to deal with Gang Leader Qiao, Elder Xu insists on not letting Gang Leader Qiao see the wax pill military information, which delays the opportunity to fight and leaves everyone exhausted.

They were confused and were soon slaughtered by the angry Xixia warriors who came back with their swords.

The screams continued, and the Xixia people spread their anger on these Beggar Gang disciples.

On Feng Ji's side, he took the three girls all the way to the southeast. However, the rain became heavier and heavier. The three girls were poisoned and their bodies were so weak that they almost fell off the horse several times.

Abbi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Master Feng, the rain is too heavy, can you find a place to take shelter?"

Feng Ji frowned slightly and said, "Be patient for a while and find a place for the time being."

He glanced around and saw a large milling house in front of him, with streams flowing and turning the wheels of the windmill.