Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 513: I give the world a brief moment, and the world builds a beautiful platform for me
Now that you have realized the lotus treasury, you must leave behind the leaf book. Bodhi has no place, and words are empty.

In a quiet Zen room, Chu Junhui, sitting on the lotus platform, ate the Bodhi fruit.

In an instant, all the changes inside and outside his body stopped, and he was as dead as an old tree.

Without the understanding woven from words, without the process of thinking, he fell into a real emptiness.

After an unknown amount of time, a mountain stood up in the chaos. This mountain stretched out the world. The height from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain was the height of the entire world. It seemed to be measuring the world with its own body.

When he saw this mountain, Chu Junhui regained his ability to think.

He understood that this was his anchor point and this was his path. The Bodhi Fruit removed all the confusion for him, leaving only the most fundamental path for him to realize.

A mechanized voice sounded between heaven and earth.

[Your obsession is ten thousand feet to the sky, but your divine will has increased so many feet. Why is your realm still just the beginning of mountain climbing? 】

[If you stop here, even if you raise ten thousand ren, can you really defy the power of the saint? 】

——"The fourth child said that if you eat this fruit, you will never die. That's great... From now on, I can protect all the brothers behind me!"

It represents everyone's deepest desires.

The so-called enlightenment is not just when someone discovers a problem that has been ignored for a long time. The solution to the problem will also begin to take shape in his thinking at the moment of his enlightenment.

Chu Junhui suddenly heard many voices ringing in his ears.

"My way, my way..."

Chu Junhui felt that he was only one step away from the truth.

Chu Junhui listened to all this silently... Realm affects many things, and he knew it himself.

Cao Ye had a way of destroying a city with a sword, which was easy, but if Chu Jun wanted to do it, he would have to turn into a giant first, and then drop a "falling sky" from the sky, which would be too troublesome.

The Taoist master who created the "Dream of Killing the King" could cover the entire military camp with his spellcasting range, but Chu Junhui couldn't do it. The methods he used were restricted by his own realm.

Song Jiaxian was able to manifest a real underworld palace and summon thirty mountain climbers to help, but he, the Demon Lord, would never be able to do this without the help of Wangshu's power.

——"Master, I will definitely let my sword pierce everything, just watch."

——"My fist is not a spark that goes out in a flash. It will reach its true peak after being tempered countless times!"

"The improvement of my skills and my will has made me ignore the matter of realm. If it weren't for this Bodhi Fruit, I'm afraid I would have to stumble to remember this matter."

——"I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There is no old friend in Yangguan in the west... He is leaving, but I have no reason to keep him... This farewell may be the last time in this life."

"Extreme cold, quenching, I urge you to stay as a guest..." Chu Junhui understood that every word he heard was the will of the mountain in front of him.

"That's right." He patted his head and remembered something that happened not long ago.

After Zhishen realized his dream of horn cakes, he instantly fell in love with spicy strips. At that time, he had a realization.

——"The boss's sword must not be fake. It can punish God on behalf of God. It is like a knife for God's will. I believe in him!"

——"It's so cold, so cold. If I had the ability to control the extreme cold, wouldn't I die in this snowfield..."

"My fire cannot burn the weeds a hundred miles away, but the sage's Tai Chi diagram can travel thousands of miles to save his disciples, so he can protect a world, and it's good for me to take care of myself."

——It is difficult for children to feel sad or frustrated for a long time. Their emotions come and go quickly, and their attention is always easily attracted by new things.

A serious problem with the way of holding on to demons in later generations is that after climbing a mountain, you can only take one step by relying on your obsession. Otherwise, there is no clear room for progress.

What if I keep an innocent heart like a child and keep persisting and thinking?
"Keep holding on, keep thinking..." "Wanren... Zhangtian..."

"Hahahahahaha... I understand!" Chu Jun looked back at the mountain in front of him and laughed wildly.

Wanren Zhangtian, why Wanren Zhangtian?

No one's divine will and obsession are the same thing. Why is my obsession "ten thousand feet long"?
Is that really my obsession?
I already know that obsession is a pit. Didn’t my subconscious deliberately avoid this pit?

My way is clearly a dream. What is a dream? Dreams are the fulfillment of wishes.

Whose wish am I fulfilling?

Every Renshan Mountain and every divine will is a momentary miracle that a person obtained with his most pious prayers in the past.

Who is echoing such a miracle? It’s me, I am the Buddha of the past and the devil of the present.

Heaven chooses talented people to bestow magical powers, while Demon Lord chooses people who never give up to bestow miracles.

"A cluster of epiphyllums is so good that it can reach the western sky. The sun is smoky and purple, and who is building the Yaotai in the sky." Chu Jun recalled the poem he once wrote with emotion.

Everything in the past is connected together.

Who builds Yaotai in the sky?
I give the world a brief moment, and the world builds a Yaotai for me!

Chu Junhui no longer hesitated and walked up the First Renshan Mountain. He used the power of the prophetic dream and the Jucha Sword to recreate everything in the past. He walked into an illusory dream.

In the dream, there was a girl who was about to be buried by the snow, and he gave her the power to control the "extreme cold".

For the girl at that time, the "extreme cold" divine will of five hundred years old was a miracle that would be difficult to reproduce in her life.

After doing all this, he walked out of the dream again and came to the Second Renshan Mountain.

Still using the power of dreams to recreate everything in the past, he gave his "quenching" divine will to a determined man who was practicing boxing in front of the stove, completing his miracle.

In this way, he walked all the way, realizing those who were as devout as believers.

Every obsession was satisfied by him, and mountains were climbed by him.

When I reached the 250th level, the effect of Bodhi Fruit ended.

Chu Junhui opened his eyes in the Zen room. The red spots between his eyebrows were hot, and the lotus platform under him was also filled with mysterious light.

The aura on his body is much stronger, and with the same power, he can now exert 50% more effect than before.

Because of his special method of mountaineering, he doesn't know which stage of mountaineering he is in now, but there is no point in dividing him into stages... because the mountain can go on forever, and this mountain has no end at all!
"I finally know why I can't climb the mountain." Chu Junhui muttered silently.

Others climb the Five Mountains, but he climbs the ladder to heaven!

Everything that happened before was like a dream. Chu Junhui was not sure whether he had really gone back to the past, nor was he sure whether the will of those people really came from him.

But he knew that cause and effect had been established, and his path could be continued in this way.

A pale color appeared in Chu Junhui's eyes, and he looked far away in the direction of the Main Hall. His eyes seemed to penetrate everything, and he looked directly at the Buddha.

"Past Buddha? That's it."

"It's me, Meng Lang. The saint's methods are not something I can figure out now."

This bodhi fruit was originally prepared for Demon Lord Zhiwu.

(End of this chapter)