From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 409 The Shape of Chaos
"Empty, not empty enough."

Shen Yi's senses are no longer limited to eyes and ears, and the ubiquitous information between heaven and earth flows into his heart, which is sorted out by thousands of personalities to grasp all kinds of changes.

The illusory figure suddenly became thin, like a humanoid paper-cut, empty, and only three or four parts of the all-encompassing palm force really fell on Shen Yi, and the rest became empty.

Amitabha Palm is indeed a peerless magical skill, even Shen Yi dare not say that it can match its creator Kutian Venerable, but whether it can fully exert the power of the divine palm still depends on the person.

In the hands of Venerable Kutian, the palm of Amitabha is naturally empty of all appearances, but in the hands of Xu Wen, the empty of all appearances is just the palm meaning, not the fact.

He transforms himself freely, his body is hollow and his heart is empty, and in this way, he vents his strength, and the remaining strength will hardly hurt his strong body.

"So I smell it."

The paper-cut figure becomes full, and the body is self-contained. It has the weight of Sumeru and the weight of the earth. It is the body of Sumeru Buddha.

The body of Buddha practiced by Wucai appeared on Shen Yi's body, and it reached perfection. The Buddha's palm was raised, and the first form of Amitabha Palm was used along the way.

"Amitabha."

The sound of the Buddha was powerful, and the same huge Buddha shadow appeared behind him. The two Buddha shadows sat cross-legged in mid-air, with their palms intertwined.

"boom!"

The vigor was like a turbulent current, tearing the ground, and the fish in the river were shattered into countless blood foam, which melted into the river.

Amitabha Palm can accept the infinite with the limit, as long as the physical body can bear it, the power of the palm will be endless and continuously strengthened.It is said that thousands of years ago, during the battle between Venerable Kutian and the Demon Lord, he used a giant palm to grab a mountain peak and smash it with a hidden weapon.

Today's Shen Yi and Xu Wen naturally cannot be as fierce as Venerable Kutian, but the aftermath of their palm strength is also far superior to those in the same realm.

The two sides fought head-to-head with a hard bridge and a hard horse, their feet did not move, and they only attacked the enemy with their palms, two palms one after another, and the waves of air surged like sea tides.

Xu Wen presents all kinds of miraculous appearances, the body emits purple and gold light, the meat bun on the head is like a red lotus, and the Buddha light behind the head is like a wheel, forming a layer of precious flowers.

Great Strength Bodhisattva!

The practice of Daci'en Temple is to evolve the Buddha's appearance with the mind, and get closer to a certain Buddha. The first generation of Sanzang Master was able to evolve the real body of the Tathagata, shaking the sky and the earth at every turn.

Xuwen practiced about twenty kinds of miraculous appearances, each of which is close to Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, just like this meat bun, which looks like a red lotus, and is different from the top meat bun practiced by Vinaya .

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva is famous for his bravery and diligence. Wherever he walks, the ten directions will shake, and he will rule the roost with strength.

Xu Wen revealed such a wonderful appearance of his real body, coupled with his slightly higher level of martial arts, he immediately suppressed Shen Yi and was in the upper hand, and the ingenious Buddha's palm blasted out and hit Shen Yi...

"Oh!"

The power of Dragon Yuan, the power of Sanzang's golden body, the two combined in one body, even Xu Wen's Amitabha palm could not break this body, but Shen Yi's body flickered, and a burst of strength burst out, which was amazing. The palm of the Buddha receded from the shock.

"Amitabha Buddha Maha Prajna."

Xu Wen raised his brows, the strength of his palm was three points stronger, and the energy of heaven and earth gathered around his body like a whirlpool. The Buddha shadow had completely transformed into the shape of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, and it was getting bigger and taller. It is a hundred feet long, and the water of the river can hardly fill its knees.

I saw Xuwen jumping up, facing the Buddha's shadow with his back, as if united with it, under the suppression of one palm, the mighty palm strength is like a comet attacking the ground, unstoppable, easily suppressing the Buddha's energy transformed by Xuanhun Gangqi, it will be even more powerful Shen Yi fell into the river.

"Boom!"

The raging tide hit the sky, it was tens of feet high, and an unknown number of tons of river water was stirred and compressed. A huge Buddha's palm emerged from the river and was printed directly into the river bed.

"Amitabha."

Hearing the Buddha's name in vain, I only felt that with this palm, the sense of invincibility in my heart gradually dissipated, and a kind of perfection gradually appeared.

He defeated the opponent who was in the seventh consciousness, and this mana consciousness is not bad...
At this moment, a dark light burst out from the riverbed, and a dark figure slowly stood up in the palm print.

It was Shen Yi.

There were cracks in his undamaged body, but looking at the cracks, they were not caused by external force, but cracked from the inside out.

Streams of dark light shot out from the gap, like one after another demonic eyes emitting evil light. In just a moment, Shen Yi was completely enveloped by the dark light.

Ominous, inexplicable, and difficult to look directly at, seeing the dark light, Xu Wen's heart throbbed constantly, releasing a sense of crisis.

"Evil..."

He couldn't help frowning, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't make judgments about things you don't understand."

Shen Yi raised his head slightly and said with a smile, "That will only make you appear ignorant."

The outline of his figure is constantly changing, and the flesh and blood of his body seems to be a mess, changing into different forms every moment.

"My avenue seems to be catching up."

Shen Yi murmured suddenly.

He could feel that he was transforming into another form, as if he was going to fall into a mess, completely losing his reason and normality.

But this is also a hurdle he has to face. If you keep chasing me, how can you really reach the finish line?

People pursue the Tao in order to get in touch with the Tao and become one with it.

Dao chases people, because Dao wants to devour people, and people keep learning and growing in the process of escaping, and then... eat back at Dao.

The most dangerous hunters often appear as prey.

No matter which one it is, in the end man and Tao must come into contact, otherwise they can only be on the road of chasing for a lifetime.

The kind of transformation that Shen Yi felt at this moment was exactly brought about by the transformation of his mind and his beginning to move towards the realm of the mysterious fetus.

Mysterious Embryo Realm, reversing the innate, reshaping the real body, this level is extremely critical, whether it is for ordinary martial arts or for Shen Yi.

Because at this juncture, Shen Yi will truly transform into the form of chaos.

In Xu Wen's personal witness, a cloud of chaos surrounded Shen Yi and drowned his figure. In a trance, he seemed to see a raging black tide coming from the void, overlapping with Shen Yi's body, and the two When the Kuroshio came into contact with each other, the Kuroshio suddenly turned into endless figures, surrounded by many shadows towards Shen Yi.

click-

The illusory scene suddenly shattered like glass, Xu Wen's eyes narrowed like needles, he raised his palm suddenly, and the magnificent palm force came down again.

Maha Prajna.

The palm prints that were bigger than before directly covered the rivers, and the chaos was crushed into a flat surface by the palm force, as if it might be broken up at any time.

But in the next moment, the same palm force came from below, and a huge shadow spread out on the river bed, and that figure looked exactly like the illusory image of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

Then, lotus flowers bloomed on the river bed one after another, and among the petals of the black lotus, one figure after another sat upright.

　Because the brain is wattless, time is wasted, and the second is even later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)