I am cultivating both immortality and martial arts

Chapter 95
Fu Nanda is the leader of all present in terms of martial arts cultivation and spiritual realm, and he is really a superb master second only to the three great masters.

Fu Nanda's Huang Chengcheng eyes flashed strangely, and he said with a smile: "Why do you fear death and life? What I have learned all my life, Fu Nanda, can be summed up in the way of life and death. Everyone is inevitable. The virtuous, the foolish, the wise, and the foolish all have to face the fate imposed on them. But even so, some enlightened people have come up with a solution, not only to face the true face of death, but also to go beyond death and make death a Ascension, not termination."

Fu Nanda entered the grassland from Tianzhu, cheated, burned, killed, raped and plundered all the way. It is very different from his current solemn appearance. It makes people think that his essence is a demon monk and a bald man. Although his character is extremely despicable , but also has wonderful insights and unique principles in martial arts.

Lu Xian said indifferently: "Has the national teacher summarized this set of principles into his own martial arts?"

The people present were warriors, tyrants, and wise men, all of them were decisive, and they all had unique and profound insights into religion and martial arts. They all looked serious and listened attentively when they heard the words.

Fu Nanda stood up with a smile, bowed to Jieli before walking into the center of the field, clasped his hands together, crossed his right leg over his left, and said leisurely with one leg independently: "The way of life and death is also the way of the oneness of Brahman and me. It pays attention to the unity of nature and man, and it also has similarities with martial arts, please read it."

His body suddenly straightened with one leg, his upper body was raised back and his arms were bent and hugged his knees, his waist was slowly turning like a mill, and the muscles all over his body were scurrying around like a little mouse, visibly agitating with the naked eye.

Even in the strange movements that ordinary people can't think of, Fu Nanda still said calmly: "Pure rainwater will change into different things when it falls in different places, but it will not damage its original source. Only by controlling matter, mind, senses, and intellect can we have the opportunity to point directly to the true nature and unite with Brahma, and this practice method is yoga practice, and there is no other way.”

"Ha! Interesting!" Fu Nanda seemed to be only performing yoga, but in fact he had a unique and novel view on the practice of qi.

As expected of a demon monk from a cult, he also used a strange psychic power to try to influence Lu Xian and Song Shidao when he spoke.

Lu Xian suddenly looked at Fu Nanda, and a very bright light flashed in his pupils.

"Bah!"

The spirit affects the material world, a colorless ripple suddenly appeared in the air, Funanda suddenly stopped breathing, the moving muscles on his body suddenly returned to their original shape, and he sat back in his seat in a flash.

Fu Nanda's expression was as usual, only Zhao Deyan who was sitting on his left could see his right hand trembling slightly under the table, it was extremely disturbing.

I only heard him talking on the stage: "The key to practice lies in inner meditation, which is the so-called meditation or yoga. Take your own heart as the fulcrum and way to observe the universe, get rid of all the obstacles of reality, and put yourself in the place where there is absolutely nothing. The restrained state of freedom, the realization of the true self, the attainment of the ultimate state of the unity of the Brahman and the self, enables one to grasp the truth of the self and grasp the key to solving all problems."

This passage seems obscure, but it is actually an absolute self-centeredness, infinitely magnifying the role of the spiritual realm, which is the idealism of "my heart is the heart of heaven".

Fu Nanda pursues the infinitely magnified spiritual power, and all things in the world are assisted. Although he is also assisted by yoga and meditation techniques, he only uses the physical body as a raft to cross the other shore, which is the same as the Buddha's teaching of nirvana. have origins.

Lu Xian looked at the strengths of the Xian and Wu families, and his vision was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but he couldn't help but lament that this person's thinking was broad and unconstrained.

It needs to be known that although the power of heaven and earth is vast and great, it is not impossible to break the rules. Human resources are limited but the way is endless.

Purely in terms of realm, Fu Nanda may have reached the level of the three great masters, and can even be compared with Ning Daoqi, the No. 1 Taoist in the Central Plains.

It's a pity that martial arts is never just a competition of realms. Don't you see that the reason why Wu Zun Bi Xuan became a Wu Zun is because he has fought all the way since he was young, and he is known as the grassland with his solid achievements.

Lu Xian clapped his hands in admiration suddenly, and then burst out laughing.

Jieli was hearing this in a fog, so he couldn't help asking: "Why is Wuxian laughing?"

Lu Xian's expression became calm again, and he said lightly: "I laugh at the national teacher, although he created this interesting martial arts theory of Brahman and self as one, but he himself has doubts about it, and he can't make it great in the end."

Fu Nanda's face remained motionless, but his pupils shrank and retracted. It was obvious that Lu Xian's words had hit his vitals, otherwise he would not have been thrown into chaos by Lu Xian's casual counterattack.

Facing Lu Xian's interrogation, Fu Nanda clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Jieli's face was slightly gloomy, and his martial arts cultivation was also very good. How could he not hear the meaning in Lu Xian's words, he couldn't help remembering what Martial Venerable Bi Xuan once said to Fu Nanda: "Although this monk deceives people with his demonic words, He has extremely poor character, but he has reached the true self on the road of martial arts, a first-class master who has achieved the unity of Sanskrit and martial arts. Even he dare not win lightly.

He also remembered that day after Bi Xuan saw the section of Tuli's head sent back from the Central Plains, he was silent for a long time and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and sighed: "What a terrifying sword intent to destroy! This person's sword practice has reached an unbelievable level. realm!"

Then Wu Zun Bixuan retreated for the upcoming battle, and this was the first time he was cautious after becoming the world's three great masters.

This person's threat has reached the point where it must be removed.

Xieli finally exploded with murderous intent.

Zhao Deyan, Dun Yugu, and Fu Nanda left their seats suddenly, their bodies moved, and they stood in the other three areas of the tent except Jieli.

All eyes were on Lu Xian, who was at the head of the middle. Any flaw in the sympathy of Qi and machine would attract them to join forces to attack, and they would use all their strength to kill the opponent on the spot.

Lu Xiansi had no intention of being moved, but said calmly: "It is unwise for Khan to choose to attack at this moment. Given the distance between you and me, it is not difficult to take your head."

Jieli laughed loudly, then turned serious, and said: "Yes, Wu Xian can indeed kill me. But there can be no Jieli on the prairie, but there can be no Khan. After my death, my son will Gather the men on the prairie and form an army. When the Turkic cavalry marches south the next day, it will be the day when blood will be sprinkled all over the land of the Central Plains."

Lu Xian sighed leisurely, and stood tall.

After a while, he said slowly: "Khan does have extraordinary wisdom and courage, but everything you said will change completely after I leave here. From then on, there will only be nomads who can sing and dance in the prairie." , and there will be no steppe cavalry riding horses and strings."

The next moment, an astonishing air pressure burst from Lu Xian's body, like thunder and thunderbolts, like a torrent, and a gust of air suddenly poured into the huge tent.

In the gust of wind, Lu Xian faced the crowd alone with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)