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There are thunder in the world, mountains between heaven and earth, and thunder mountains. The atmosphere of heaven and earth is constantly surging like the water of the Zhou River. Ji moved her body strangely, and you can see that the huge body is like a swaying fallen leaf.

An inherent falling trajectory seems to contain the way of heaven, as if it contains the ancient rules between heaven and earth. As fallen leaves, it is like the rootless duckweed, floating between mountains and rivers.

Ji Wuliang suddenly fell into a very wonderful state, as if the whole time had slowed down, and the fallen leaves seemed to be doing slow motion. Time was like an eternal memory in the film, so it was fixed at a certain moment, a certain minute and a certain second.

Time seemed to pause for a moment, and Ji infinite felt a powerful breath, which was life.

Yes, life, when the ancient peerless strongmen opened up the world and formulated the law of time and space, and the great "life" also appeared for it. Life traveled through time and space and reached a perfect continuation. It is endless. With life, there is a thousand world, a ladle of weak water, and a powder among the six palaces. , the most noble emperor, the smallest beggars, real ants, they are all the lives of the world.

They dotted the whole world, and they interpret the way: two lives, two lives three, three lives all things...

Ji's tears are hazy. He is experiencing the majestic and vastness of life, understanding this nihilistic Tao and tasting the nature of Taoism.

Life is a forgetful process and a kind of cultivation. Every step is the key for martial artists.

In the course of life, resentment, love, hatred and despair are the living "life". Nevertheless, what can be changed? Fate is like this, how can we not accept it! In this way, there are always too many losses and gains in life. Everything, when you wake up in the morning, is like the aftertaste after fireworks blooming. Although it passes away, the smoky silence has a ** heart.

From the life of a savage in childhood, to the hard practice of a teenager, to the massacre in the world, to the death nirvana, reincarnation, to the three-year battle, the blood-stained long clothes, the myth of undefeated, and then to the soaring strength, in the face of the infinite strong enemy, the vicissitudes of life has become calm, many Memories have long been scattered in the wind and turned into ashes as the years flowed.

I once thought that the past had turned into clouds and smoke, but I didn't know that it was a clear mark engraved by the colorful years, which could not be erased and cut off. Those years have finally rolled towards my heart like a torrent at this moment, and I don't know why my heart has become painful. These memories, Ji Wuliang, feel very strange, sour and sweet, I don't know whether to thank them or hate them.

When the strength is getting stronger and closer and closer to the dream of the strong, Ji wants to say thank it, thank those who are unhappy past, thank those who love me and hate me, thank those who support me and slander me...

Because one day, life will be nirvana, and then the moment when the prince wears a golden armor and steps on the colorful auspicious clouds, that is, the moment when thousands of people bow their heads. Every man in the world looks forward to that moment, because then their dream, their way!

Life is like a dream, and the years are ruthless. When the strong stood at the peak of the world, they were very proud and suddenly looked back. When they remembered those nine-death and invincible days, they found that it was a good thing to live. Whether you are poor or rich, whether you gain or lose.

Everything is past, unless you have been strong enough to reverse reincarnation and change your life. However, how many people can have reached that point throughout the ages? Think about it, the Past Mitha Sutra, the Present Tathagata-Jing and the Future Rebirth Sutra are not legends. Yesterday, today or the future, as long as they are suddenly enlightened, it will be a good day. I remember a classic motto: Life is like a one-way ticket with no return. There is no ticket, no stage, and every performance is live. Grasping every performance is the best treasure of life. Grasp the present and enjoy a better life!

The frivolity is also a young pursuit. In the cold snowy world, two green grass stubbornly pulls out of the snowflakes, showing their elegant demeanor. Suddenly remembered that the dream of sleeping for several years was finally revealed at this time and finally ended. The birds flying in the sky unswervingly and firmly headed towards the distance. Even if there is wind and rain and piercing cold snow along the way, they will strive to flap their wings and move forward bravely. Because there is a dream in my heart.

I have a dream! Even if you face the most powerful enemy in the world?

I have a dream! Even in the face of the last moment of the world, what about being destroyed?

In life, there are several dusks, several storms, and night to complete everyone's appearance and curtain call. The difference is only the experience and memory of the period, but it has become the most precious totem of every life. When the dust settles, the most memorable thing is the heart between each eyebrow.

The sword is like a dream, what floating life wants, but it's just that the wine chest and courage are still open!

At this moment, Ji is boundless, and the blood in his heart is hot and boiling. He suddenly wants to have a glass of liquor, only drink with heaven and earth, only with the sun and moon!

His life is like a cup of wine with a variety of taste, which is tasted by him, bitter, sweet, and intertwined with various feelings, leaving a permanent footprint.

When time begins to flow like running water, the illusory fallen leaves pause, even when they fall to the lowest point, as if they suddenly stand still...

Fallen leaves contain the way of nature, and the fallen leaves shake thousands of miles. This is the movement of mountains and rivers. This is the limit of speed. The realm that warriors dream of, a trace of enlightenment flashed in Ji's infinite mind!

It stopped abruptly, like the sound of gongs and drums in the sky, and it was like a man and a woman between **, and a man suddenly leaked out. What a terrible thing!

Ji Wuliang found that she was just a dream intertwined with reality. Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life. Life is like a play, and a play is like life. Life dream, dream life, when you wake up, it is the powerful origin. What appears again is the world-class strong man who is too forgetful. He understands the years and feels adversity. He is invincible and invulnerable!!!

As a guide, turning into a breeze, a leaf, mountains and rivers move, he is also unconsciously integrated into here, immersed in an extremely wonderful fallen leaves, a withered and glory, the way of harmony, the way of nature, and the way of Ji God.

Ji Shenjue, ten thousand fists return to the clan, the boxing method is like a mountain, the fist breaks through the void, this is my Ji's boundless boxing method!

With such a sound, Ji Wuliang only felt a sudden explosion of some energy in his brain, like the precious so-and-so**.

This cathartic liquid evaporated into invisible energy and continued to spread out in an instant, while the core part was tightly shrouded around the huge stone in his and his hand, like an endless river of heaven, the brilliant starlight flowed up and down, and the whole world moved faintly.

At this moment, he is also a mirror of the spiritual platform. He only feels that heaven and earth are me, and I am heaven and earth.

Legend has it that the warrior has reached a very high level to control the world. Legend has it that the warrior has reached a very high level and can destroy the world by raising his hands!

Heaven and earth are combined into one, but it is impossible for people to merge with heaven and earth. This combination is the integration of spirit and heaven and earth, and the exchange of ideas and endless power.

The most powerful skill of Ji Shenmen is the Ji God's Secret, and the core and essential thought of Ji God's Secret is the Taoist thought of inaction.

It is difficult to reach this state at ordinary times. It is also difficult to achieve this state. Countless people have never encountered such a once-in-a-a-lifetime opportunity to pursue and explore.

But he didn't expect that under such circumstances, immortality made him inadvertently realize that he had reached a state of incompetence.

If you do nothing, you will be successful. If you don't rule, you will rule the temple. This is the political way of the world!

The ethereal way, the way of nothingness, this is the martial arts that warriors dream of!

This situation has a great advantage, that is, the soaring realm. It is said that in the Shangyuan period, someone suddenly realized that the realm of that person soared four or five levels, and naturally became invincible among opponents at the same level.

Ji Wuliang thought about it and felt very good.

The true martial arts, the virtual, as soon as the boxing comes out, ten thousand swords pierce the heart!

He doesn't know that although his epiphany has not abnormally soared four or five levels of his strength, it is naturally possible to soar two or three levels with this good bone.

It's a pity that Ji Wuliang has not realized the great benefits brought to her by this epiphany, but what can there be said about this?

The way of nothingness is an ethereal door. In the eyes of a boxer who has not experienced the way of nothingness, even a nine-star boxer, Ji Wuliang is immortal because of this invisible and mysterious energy, making his whole body look like an illusion.

And that energy is not idle, just like an extremely active virus, bugs, constantly penetrating into his body, integrating the infinite space that originally existed in his body to produce a balanced force while making it stronger and more resilient.

On the whole, it is more peaceful and long.

Ji is immersed in this wonderful state, which is simply a wonderful feeling, but it is impossible to say what it is.

wonderful, sacred and happy, anyway, it turns into one word: cool!

At this moment, Ji sat cross-legged, sitting on the water but did not sink. The purple airflow surrounded Ji's immeasurable surface.

These purple airflows are the blood of the evil gods in Ji's infinite body**. After this period of practice, Ji's infinite true qi is like mercury, almost liquefied.

At this time, Ji Wuliang is realizing the critical moment of experiencing nothingness.

The secret book of practice is broken and eternal!!!

Under the inspiration of the Secret Book of Practice, the powerful energy in the body rolls around.

The muscles of the whole body, even in the cells, can be fully felt by the surging muscles.

The purple true qi slowly changes into ** and circulates everywhere, constantly essenceing the muscles and bones.

Suddenly, the wind rose, the surface of the lake suddenly becamexuan, and the water of the lake fell slightly and undulated.

Ji sat cross-legged on the lake, but like duckweed in troubled times fluctuated with the lake.

"Gaga, good job, boy~~~"

Lao Cang's real name is Cang Xuanyan. He came like the wind and his strength continued to recover. He was famous in a distant era. He was definitely an arrogant strong man.

Now the soul momentum of the old ghost Cang Xuanyan is more and more arrogant. His Cang Xuanyan is very lucky. His Cang Xuanyan is broken and stands behind. However, compared with the countless strong men who fell in the Shangyuan War, his Cang Xuanyan is still very lucky.

Compared with it, this Ji Wuliang is a newcomer. His soul is reborn in this world, with an endless fighting career and an endless stubborn personality. For a simple comparison, the two still have a little similarity.

"Ky, I'm just training my vigilance. This is for your own good, you, should, understand.

The soul flame of Cang Xuanyan trembled, but the old face smiled.

Ji said with a black face, "Well, if you have survived the hardships of burning your soul, just be arrogant. Although the blood of the evil god can help your soul turn into an entity, I will never give it to you unless you have to. After all, the soul disaster is very terrible. Don't blame me. This is what you said. In addition, don't It's my fault. Also, tomorrow night is about to be detached. If the soul wants to be detached and the soul wants to transform, it can't be easily done by the simple blood of the evil god.

"... The old Xu Bodhi, who stood up from his seat in the public, favored his right shoulder and landed on his left knee..." With the sound of chanting the scriptures, the soul flame of the old man kept drifting, floating endlessly, and he could not figure it out.

"On the ground, haha, shine," Ji smiled infinitely and said, "Senior, I don't agree with you. Recently, I have also read many Buddhist scriptures about Yuntai ancient temples. In the Buddhist scriptures, I emphasize that my original intention is a Buddha. The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is left in my heart. As long as there is Buddha in my heart, even if it is killed, there is no harm. I'm afraid that there is a Buddha in my heart. Even if there are eternal demons and no heavenly demons come, what can I do?

The old predecessor's soul flame turned into a withered face. Hearing the words, he raised the flame's eyebrows slightly and said indifferently, "I don't know what it means. No, no, there are not many Buddhas in your heart. The killing is deepened and karma is difficult to eliminate. How can you have a Buddha in your heart? You are just a flea on the Buddha. You will eventually become a demon.

Ji sneered and said, "Who can't be a Buddha?" My name is Ji Wuliang. I practice the Secret of Ji God. Ji God is immortal and immortal. Elder Cang, don't you doubt your own vision if you say I can't succeed? One day, I will be strong, and that day I will argue with Buddha and play cards.

"No, in the past three or four years, you have been the first evil genius in history, killing countless people." Lao Cang sighed, "Since the ancient throttle sect, I have never seen you so evil. If I can't put you into the infernal hell, escape from the outer world, and dispel the white eyes of the two brothers of the Li family, how can I be called the ancestor of the witch sect?"

Lao Cang's predecessor sighed, "Buddhist Buddhism is good and incompetent, endless. How can your cultivation be in front of the ancient strong?"

"In those years, how fictitious children were. It was said that the sky could not be phaseless, there was no self and no Buddha. The tongue was bright. In three days and three nights, thousands of monks were debated, and more than a thousand monks of the One Sect, the True Sect and the Japanese Lotus Sect were cut off their tongue. What was the result? It was not called the "Buddha enemy" by the Yuntai monks and ordered the believers all over the world to hunt down. Humph, I won't eat that. No matter how powerful my mouth is, it's empty. The knife beheading is real, and it's nothing to argue that thousands of monks are. In North Ise, I killed thousands of people and killed them into rivers of blood. Since then, Dongying Buddhism has been frightened by the wind. If it hadn't been for your obstruction everywhere, I would have gone straight to Birui Mountain and killed him.

"sin, sin." Elder Cang sighed, "No, you are too enchanted."

Ji smiled infinitely and said, "You don't often say that it can't be broken. All good laws have flaws, so it's better to have laws than impossible. Since there are flaws, what's the difference between Buddhism and magic? Instead of doing Buddhism to your field, it's better to practice magic, kill people, set fire and rob women, and have a good time. Hey, speaking of which, I can't do it. If you say it, it's called impossible to have no phase. I said it's called his grandfather's lawlessness. I and the Buddha are also in the same way.

"Buddha has a Tao, demons also have a Tao, Tao is infinite, and there is no difference. Therefore, Buddhism can be broken, magic can also be broken, Buddha has no phase, and demons also have infinite changes; the difference between Buddha and demons is only in the original intention. On that day, the World Honored One saw that all sentient beings experienced life, old age, illness, death, resentment, separation, indifference, indifference, and all kinds of sufferings. He pitied him and sought the supreme meaning to relieve the suffering of all sentient beings. Therefore, he experienced the demon disaster under the bodhi tree and created a method unprecedented in ancient and modern times. Buddha's original intention lies in all sentient beings. And you are not. In order to have your own selfish desires, put all sentient beings in water and fire, kill and set fire, **| insult women, and just want your own enjoyment. Therefore, your original intention lies in me. This thought is doomed.

Is it a demon to kill people for one's own selfish desires? The road is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high. It can't be broken. Breaking and non-breaking are only in a moment. The monk's law has not yet reached the realm of empty and round consciousness, and it should be broken by people.

You can let go but can't accept it, you can do it but can't stop it, hurt the enemy 8,000, and self-damage 10,000, after all, it is difficult to enter the magical situation.

When life is born and destroyed, everything is empty. With my body, it turns into a red lotus, and the will of heaven is clear, and it should be like this.

The soul flame of the old predecessor turned into a phase of silence, and no more words, he staggered and meditated

This is the seed of Bodhi, chagrin, full of heart.

You are going to Kyoto at this moment, if you see the head of Atsushi Lang..."

Ji's heart was touched. Sure enough, "the disaster is caused by the desire to be born, the suffering is caused by joy and bitterness, the frost flies on the eyebrows, and the sword comes from the heart; the world is devastated, and all sentient beings are so bitter, and the Bodhi is silent as true."

Ji felt the powerful truth of Buddhism and felt that he had been a little too much in the past, and he did change under such a call.

The blood of the evil god stimulates the potential of the soul and turns the soul into an entity.

If the soul is to gradually turn into an entity, the blood of the evil god is very large.

Even if the blood of the evil god in Ji Wuliang's body is drained, it will never be able to gradually turn the soul into an entity. Only when Ji Wuliang's strength reaches the peak of the way of nothingness will this evil god's blood have such a little effect.

"Hahahaha, when I get through the disaster and practice the supreme mystery of Ji God's Secret, I will let you know how talented I am."

"It's very good and powerful, supreme skill. "Ji God's Secret" is a supreme skill. Respecting this complete version of "Ji God's Secret" also took a long time at the beginning."

The flame trembled slightly, and the soul of Cang Xuanyan smiled slightly, although his strength was constantly recovering.

However, after being lonely and plain for so long, he prefers to see Ji Wuliang, a descendant, continue to grow and progress.

In these days, Ji Wuliang has carefully read a lot of books about cultivation. Of course, he has read the "Ji God's Secret" from beginning to the end. Not only do some formula cultivation methods are remembered in his mind, but also some of the feelings of Liu Zhenyuan's cultivation or detached time in his mind.

For the upcoming sky burning, Ji Wuliang is also more and more confident.

The second day, Ji Wuliang has been sitting quietly on the grass by the shore of Bishui Lake and waiting for the burning to come. On this day, Cang Xuanyan rarely disturb Ji Wuliang, but practiced at ease. The last time Ji Wuliang protected him, this time he will protect Ji Wuliang.

The sun is setting, but there are no broken-hearted people in the world. At this moment, the whole dream Daze is reflected in red.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up out of thin air, and the wild flowers at the end of the surrounding mountain trees swayed crazily, and endless leaves also fell everywhere. The sound of breaking branches of the "kaka" giant trees also sounded one after another.

In the past, there were great heroes talking about Taoism in Huashan, and great heroes were sealed in Mount Tai. Wuji's infinite life is worthless. Today, she understands the Tao in the endless sunset mountain!!!

Canghai, some of the content of this article is referenced.