All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

Suddenly, He Heng, Li Gong, and Chuan Ying walked out of the War God Temple and saw a ray of sunlight along an underground river.

After He Heng obtained the "Duo Tian Shen Sha Bao Jing" from the Temple of War, he constantly visualized the shadows of the twelve demon gods, comprehended the avenues of the origin of the heaven and the earth, and entered the mysterious realm of oneness with Dao Ming. The Temple of War.

Staring at that ray of sunlight, the three of them had a feeling of being in a different world. Compared with the unearthly sight of the Temple of War, the world outside was really insignificant.

Chuan Ying looked at the Yue Book in his hand, and clasped his fists with He Heng and said, "Brother Zhang, Brother Li, I want to bring this thing to Marshal Long Zunyi on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, so I will say goodbye today. already."

He Heng and Li Gong nodded, but neither held back.

Chuan Ying turned around and went down a stream, but He Heng knew that he would soon meet Bai Lianyu, a disciple of Ba Siba, and then had a relationship, which led to the fate of Ying.

But this is Chuanying's business, and it has nothing to do with him.

After Chuanying left, Li Gong also said, "I have gained a lot in the Temple of War this time, and I have already touched the gate of heaven. Now I will go outside the Shijue Pass and wait for Ling Donglai to see if I can take the last step."

He Heng nodded and watched him leave. He knew that after this time, Ligong would be trapped in ten critical situations like Ling Donglai, fighting with himself. I wonder if he could take the last step. It took three years to verify.

After they were all gone, He Heng sighed faintly, his eyes were a little deep, and then he also turned around and walked away in a certain direction.

The sky was blue, and the mild sunlight shone on the earth. He Heng's mind entered an unprecedented state of emptiness. He walked slowly on the mountain road.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

A slender lama with an extremely handsome face, wrapped in a red cassock, with his hands folded and a solemn expression on his face, stood on the mountain road with his hands behind his back, staring at He Heng with deep eyes, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Basiba." He Heng just glanced at him and spit out a name.

Mongolian national teacher, living Buddha Phasiba.

Although he hadn't really met him before, He Heng had once collided with him with his spiritual power under the Jingyan Palace, and he was all too familiar with his aura.

He also nodded: "Exactly."

He Heng said, "Are you here to arrest me?"

Ba Siba nodded and shook his head: "Before this, the little monk was indeed planning to obliterate you, fellow Daoist, but now I have changed my mind."

He Heng asked: "Why, are you not sure?"

Ba Siba said: "The daoist is indeed a rare and outstanding figure in the world, and the little monk is indeed not sure of winning the daoist, but this is not the fundamental reason why the little monk gave up this idea."

He Heng looked at him and asked, "Why is that?" Although he was asking, there was no doubt in his tone, as if he already knew the answer.

Ba Siba suddenly smiled and said, "Since fellow Daoists already know the answer, why do you need to ask the little monk again?"

He Heng also smiled. The smile was as bright as the sun in the sky, blowing through people's hearts like a breeze, as if the ice was melting.

When the two looked at each other, the sky was roaring, and the sun became hot.

In a trance, He Heng and Pasiba entered an illusory and real world at the same time, and the samsara began to turn.

He Heng became a woman, and Ba Siba became a handsome young man. They met and fell in love. On the night of the wedding, He Heng gave him a glass of poisonous wine.

The scene turned again, He Heng turned into a small puppy, was adopted by a woman, took care of and grew up, and then the puppy bit the woman's throat.

...

He was a general of the dynasty, with a heavy army in his hand, loyal to the king and patriotic, and after a great victory, the emperor gave him death...

He was an eminent monk who had attained Taoism, and he came out because of her breaking the precepts, but that night he stabbed her in the chest with a knife, and then entered the empty door...

Repeated reincarnations, male or female, old or young, people or things... The lives of He Heng and Phagpa are always intertwined. Phagpa tried to save He Heng with great love, but He Heng failed. Every life has personally brought him to fruition.

Until the ten thousandth lifetime, after He Heng stabbed his mother to death with a sword, this endless cycle of reincarnation finally ended.

Phagpa turned into a huge and solemn golden body of the Buddha, and looked at He Heng with compassion, pity and grief.

And He Heng, he turned into a huge demon head phantom, roaring fiercely, biting at the Buddha.

"Amitabha!" The phantom of the Buddha suddenly burst into a great light, an immeasurable light, and the terrifying palm print of the only one on the ground and on the ground was pressed down.

The giant roar of the demon head, the figure drifted illusoryly, and was shattered again and again by the Buddha's light, but it always existed and was difficult to be wiped out.

"Don't you understand? Buddhas are originally demons, and demons are originally Buddhas. As long as sentient beings exist, Buddhas are immortal, and demons are immortal. Your idea of ​​destroying me is always wrong!"

As the devil laughed, the devilish energy turned into Buddha light, his hideous face turned into a kind-hearted face, but the Buddha turned into a devil. When the newly born Buddha recited compassionately, a huge **** was pressed down. The head was beaten and disappeared, and the illusory world completely disappeared.

Returning to the real world again, He Heng still stared blankly at Pasiba, but there was no change in his face.

"Amitabha!" Ba Si Bahu folded his hands together, and a line of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His face was filled with a smile. He stared at He Heng and said solemnly, "Thank you, my fellow Daoist, for helping me attain enlightenment."

While speaking, Ba Siba actually bowed to He Heng, and He Heng accepted it calmly.

Then, Phagpa didn't say anything, just looked at the sky lightly, with a divine light on his face, the treasured image was solemn, turned around and left and said, "Tonight, the little monk will return to the Tibetan area and cultivate in the Potala Palace. If there is success in the future, it will all depend on the cause of today, and Daoyou Zhang cherishes it.”

He Heng nodded lightly, his expression incomparably flat, as if his mind had drifted into an endless space and time, not belonging to this world.

All kinds of things in the world have long been out of his mind.

Even his own success or failure, life and death, honor and disgrace, seems to be no longer important at this moment.

The Buddha said that there is no sign of no one, no sign of self, no sign of sentient beings, and no sign of life; Wang Chongyang said that it is beyond the realm of desire, beyond the realm of form, and beyond the realm of no form; Zhuangzi’s fasting of the mind and forgetfulness of sitting may all refer to his present. mood.

He Heng's realm of human law has already entered an unimaginable realm, happiness, sadness, greed, persistence, anger... He can have all these emotions, but it is no more than an illusion. In fact, he has already been able to penetrate these emotions. .

The highest achievement of ruthlessness is not to look coldly at the world and have nothing else in mind, but to be happy with things, to be sad, but to be able to control.

Between existence and non-existence, the mind is the source of everything, the mind of the mind, and the horizon of the Tao!

As far as He Heng is concerned, there is nothing in the first place, so where is the dust?

He walked slowly on the road, with no goal, no direction, no thought of where he was going.

Just keep walking along the road under his feet until he wants to stop.

After three months, He Heng came to a mountain range covered with clouds and water.

There was a drizzle in the sky, mist appeared in the mountains, and a little ray of sunshine shone.

When He Heng looked up, he saw a majestic mountain towering up like a turtle and snake, mysterious and mysterious. It seems to be changeable, it seems to be unchanged, and it is eternal.

Suddenly, there was a surge of enlightenment in his heart, and the two opposing but unified forces on his body instantly overflowed, forming a Tai Chi pattern.

"The Taoist, the general principle of the people of heaven and earth, is Tai Chi."

At this moment, in He Heng's eyes, all things in the world have suddenly become incomparably harmonious and unified, harmonious and mixed, which is infinite in nature.

He Heng slowly walked up to the mountain in front of the turtles and snakes, and heard from the people nearby that the mountain was called "Taihe" and the highest peak was "Zixiao".

"Taihe Mountain? Everything is determined!" He Heng suddenly sighed, walked up to the Zixiao Peak of Taihe Mountain, and sat cross-legged on a rock on the top of the mountain.

The wind is whistling, the rain is dripping, and everything in the world is changing all the time, but the change itself is eternal.

He Heng sat on the rock, deeply integrated with everything in the world, surpassing the forgetting of things and me, and reaching the realm of forgetting that I am both.

The wind was howling in the sky, but it couldn't shake his body and mind.

The drizzle was dripping gently, but it couldn't get three feet close to him.

It's not some kind of infuriating body protector, but the rain seems to have never entered his body at all. It already belongs to He Heng's world.

In the realm of celestial law, I replace the celestial mind with my heart, the whole body is full of dojos, the realm of my own body, and the world of my own body.

This is also the prototype of Dongzhen Realm colluding with Dongtian Blessed Land.

The rain stopped, the sun came out, and then receded into the night.

The night soon dawned, the dawn shone on the earth, and He Heng opened his eyes.

His eyes are extremely deep~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A pair of yin and yang patterns are surging in them.

He Heng got up gently and stood on the top of the peak, his expression solemn, eternal and full of solemnity. Under the surging rays of light, he softly recited: "Wuji is too empty and qi is in control, Taiji is too empty and qi is in control. Riding the air quietly generates yin and yang, and yin and yang are divided into heaven and earth. There is no cosmic qi to form, but the cosmic form contains qi. To study Qi from its shape is called yin and yang, that is to say, from the perspective of Qi, it is called Tai Chi.”

"Taiji is one, it is divided into yin and yang, and yin and yang are derived, and all things can be obtained. All things in the world are born and formed by qi, and qi is also Qi! Taiji is one Qi, and all things breed!"

He Heng's figure suddenly became infinitely high, infinitely vast, like an endless starry sky, endless and vast.

He slowly walked down the rock and came to the bottom of the mountain. A Tai Chi pattern intertwined with yin and yang flooded his body, as if he was no longer in the world, feathered and floated.

At this time, a teenage boy was crawling towards the mountain, and when he saw him, he immediately knelt down with tears in his eyes: "Immortal, please accept this kid as your disciple."

He Heng looked at him with deep eyes, like a vast universe.