Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 455: Divine Mind Confrontation + Bright Brahma Heaven
In a quiet room.

Zhou Ping'an sat in front of the whetstone, listening to the gurgling of the man-made stream. He felt neither sad nor happy, and quietly looked at the black and white stone in his palm.

This stone is quite strange. When one concentrates his mind and looks at it, one will find that it has no real shape, but is just a vortex, exuding a sense of eternal desolation.

As long as he withdrew his spiritual consciousness and looked at it with his naked eyes, he would see that it was a delicate and exquisite piece of top-grade jade that was worth viewing.

The touch of the palm is consistent with what you see from the perspective, smooth, delicate, and warm...

Then, when his gaze shifted and no longer focused on the stone, he could no longer see any trace of the stone out of the corner of his eye.

"Whether you look at it or not, whether you use your mental power or not, it is still two different images. This thing seems to be in an uncertain state of change at any time."

It's been several hours since I got it.

Although Zhou Ping'an was anxious, he wanted to use this Heavenly Star Stone to open the first of the "Nine Apertures of Heavenly Origin", the "Sun" body acupoint, as soon as possible.

But I always felt like something was wrong.

There is a faint sense of crisis surrounding my whole body.

He searched his body carefully, even his mind and soul, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Therefore, the only thing that could go wrong would be this stone.

If he had a choice, out of consideration for seeking safety and avoiding danger, Zhou Ping'an actually did not intend to touch this "ominous thing" snatched from the body of the Blood Shura.

But he was in a hurry to open up his body and improve his strength, so he felt reluctant to let it go.

A little pure yang ignites the mind, and yin and yang and the five elements follow.

Although he only learned the method of opening the first orifice "Sun" from the young princess Shen Bi during the demon-slaying trial, Zhou Ping'an probably guessed what this path would lead him to.

The first orifice that opens in the body is actually the first star of the Nine Lights.

The implication of this is worth pondering.

It is estimated that they are either following the path of ancient gods and demons, or the path of stellar spirits.

I haven't got much information yet, so I can't be sure for the time being.

I haven't yet obtained the specific methods of practicing the Tianyuan Nine Apertures. If I want to get the complete version, I probably have to go through another demon-subduing trial. I won't think about it too much now.

At the moment, he is only thinking that after opening the first orifice, he will be able to obtain the same level of combat power as Zhenwu in the path of body refining as in Qi refining.

This is because refining the body to open the physical orifices and refining qi to open the spiritual orifices are actually at the same level.

And I can practice body training and Qi training at the same time. Both paths have their own unique skills. When combined with each other, I can fight against opponents of higher levels easily and have a promising future.

This is actually another way to improve your realm.

At least, I won't be suppressed by some people with strange means.

“It’s dangerous, but the feeling isn’t very strong. It’s slightly stronger than the feeling I had when I first visited the county governor’s mansion at night and broke into the formation. But that’s nothing…”

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an gritted his teeth.

He checked the phantom lotus created by his "Lotus Shadow Death Substitute" skill.

Look at the layer of "Soul-Protecting Lotus Robe" at the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

I feel a little relieved.

With a push of his palm, he pressed the black and white stone in his hand to his heart.

This is the first level of “Tianyuan Dingqiao” “Heart and blood are poured into it, and all the stars return to their origin”.

Strange to say.

When he pressed it, it didn't feel like a real object at all. It was like he was pressing down a phantom. His heart beat violently and hallucinations appeared in his mind.

At this moment, he seemed to have come to the vast and empty starry sky.

There is endless darkness here. Nothing can be seen in all directions. There is only eternal loneliness, which seems to freeze one's soul.

"Not good. This is being dragged into a mental prison by someone's great spirit."

Zhou Ping'an felt that his mental strength was becoming weaker and weaker, and his thoughts were running slower and slower. He was startled and his sense of crisis suddenly became clear.

I realized that this was not a normal encounter, but a form of soul attack.

"Bright moon..."

Zhou Ping'an silently recited the Guanghan Heart Sutra and imagined the cold moon in the sky.

With a slight movement of his mind, his mental power surged, and a bright moon appeared in the distant void, seeming to be extremely far away, yet extremely close.

The moment he saw the light, all his senses returned.

There was a slight illusion in front of my eyes, and I saw a huge temple appear in the void.

There are pavilions, towers and palaces everywhere.

In front of the tall hall paved with white jade, a young monk stood quietly, with his left hand raised in front of his chest, forming a flower-picking seal, with a half-smile on his face and an expression of infinite compassion in his eyes.

He doesn't look too old.

However, in the eyes of this monk, Zhou Ping'an saw the vicissitudes of life and all things in the world.

"You are playing tricks on me. If I am not mistaken, you are Master Xuanming?

You are really haunting me. I didn’t expect that after defeating the Blood God and killing Shura, you would still leave a trace of your soul in this Yin-Yang Void Stone. This method is really dirty…”

Zhou Ping'an's heart moved slightly, he had already figured out what the other party's method was.
He also knew where the sense of danger that was bothering him came from.

"The Buddha had three thousand dreams, and preached the Dharma to four hundred and eighty million worlds, illuminating the universe with infinite light..."

The monk did not answer, but just recited some confusing scriptures to himself.

From the moment he uttered the first word, Zhou Ping'an found that his hostility was slowly disappearing, and a thought suddenly arose in his mind, thinking that "Buddhism is vast and its power is truly boundless."

Brainwash me.

Then try my fist as big as a sand bowl.

Zhou Ping'an snorted coldly, without further ado, he flashed to the front of the hall and started punching.

With a single punch, a huge wave was created. The floor tiles on the ground were torn apart layer by layer, and the palaces and pavilions behind him collapsed.

boom……

This punch, hitting the monk's raised palm, was like hitting the boundless void, with no place to apply force at all.

Zhou Ping'an even started to suspect that the gap in strength between him and the old monk was too big, and therefore, the opponent was able to use only a little force to move a heavy object, making his fist power disappear into thin air.

'No, this is clearly a manifestation of God's will, and everything is fake.

However, as long as I think I am defeated, then I will really be defeated.

If I firmly believe that I am invincible, no one can defeat me.'

“Tear apart.”

Think about this.

Zhou Ping'an changed his fist into a palm, and his upright palm into a knife.

A knife splits the sky.

It passed over the young monk's body.

"Why are you doing this? You know you can't win, but you still want to die."

The monk's expression finally changed.

He also took a step back.

It was a close call, but he managed to avoid the knife attack.

Eight arms suddenly grew out of his body, some holding golden pestles, some holding alms bowls, some holding giant hammers, and some holding bottles...

"Great Brahma Prajna, Buddha, Bodhi..."

Xuanming no longer pretended to be profound. He chanted Sanskrit quickly, and a light and shadow appeared in front of him, and then a golden pestle came down with a bang.

As fast as lightning and as heavy as a mountain.

Moreover, as the golden pestle fell, it changed into thirty-two different positions, becoming vague and uncertain, blocking out the sky and the sun.

It gives people a feeling that there is no way to hide or escape.

At the same time, the other seven arms also waved one after another, covering the area with a roar.

There is simply no chance of survival.

"I'm your head."

Zhou Ping'an completely ignored the eight arms that were falling down in front of him.

His divine will became more solid, the moonlight enveloped his entire body, and he slashed with a knife.

In the bright water.

He even saw that the sky and the earth were turned upside down, and the directions began to become confused...

The void before my eyes stretched and shortened, sometimes becoming a circle, sometimes turning into a square...

But no matter how the environment around him changed, Zhou Ping'an ignored it.

He just slashed with his sword.

He performed the four magical skills of splitting the sky, covering the sea, blocking the sky and controlling the wind in succession.

Chop this illusion, which seems both real and unreal, into countless shattered pieces.

"Boom..."

Zhou Ping'an's body was enveloped in moonlight, and suddenly exploded into a sky full of light spots. Then, the second layer of protection, the protective lotus clothes, was also destroyed at the same time. A red lotus swayed, and eight petals fell off...

Opposite him, of the eight arms, only one pair remained. It was clasped across his chest, holding a pale red long sword.

Suddenly, raging flames broke out on Monk Xuanming's spotless white robe.

The flames burst out from within, coming out of the mouth, eyes, nose and ears at the same time, burning with a sizzling sound.

“Zhou Ping’an, even if you escape this disaster, it’s useless.

A single ray of divine power from this old monk could almost lead you to nirvana. If you really meet me, what can you do to stop me?"

At this time, Monk Xuanming finally learned to speak human language, and his expression showed a little sincerity.

“I see that you have a deep Buddhist nature, but you are not welcomed in the Yunshui Sect. It would be better for you to go to Brahma and study the supreme Dharma together.

This old monk promises you a future as a golden arhat, how about that?"

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Chapter 484: Bright Brahma Heaven
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"At this time, you are still able to speak so eloquently. I have to say that it is reasonable for your original body to gain such a great reputation."

Zhou Ping'an smiled coldly.

He chopped it down with a backhand blow.

Then, in the flames, the monk in white turned into flying ashes and disappeared.

A divine will turned into the void and dispersed into thousands of stars.

Zhou Ping'an pursed his lips and inhaled. He inhaled the starlight into his stomach, and felt his spirit surge. Suddenly, his soul seemed to have grown by about 10%.

"My goodness, how strong is the spiritual power of this monk Xuanming? Just a spiritual mark imprinted on the stone can actually be equivalent to 10% of my soul power, and the purity is even better."

Looking at the body that was transformed from his soul's mind, the lotus clothes were torn, the lotus petals were falling, and even the moonlight mind had been blown up. Zhou Ping'an fell into deep thought.

Just that moment.

Although not for long.

However, it exhausted all of Zhou Ping'an's life-saving trump cards.

"Compared with these veteran masters of the True Martial Realm, especially in terms of divine will, it seems that I am still a long way behind."

"However, it is just a divine will, and it can't do anything to me."

Zhou Ping'an's mind moved, and all the previous events turned into flowing lights, passing through his mind again and replaying.

Start reviewing bit by bit.

I realized that there was a problem in my response from the very beginning.

You can't say a word to the other person.

As soon as Old Monk Xuanming opened his mouth, he had actually set a trap and pulled himself into the routine of comparing divine will and secret techniques.

With the opponent's mental strength and broad knowledge, there are countless wonderful ways to suppress oneself in this mental illusion.

Fortunately, Zhou Ping'an reacted quickly.

No matter how wonderful the old monk's words are, no matter how extraordinary his magical powers are, he is ultimately just a small divine thought.

In essence, it is many times weaker than one's own soul power.

Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to consume and wear down the opponent.

You hit yours, I'll hit mine.

The two of them used their original nature to collide with each other at the same time.

Results prove.

Zhou Ping'an's response was absolutely correct.

It was just a collision, but my soul was damaged.

However, the opponent instantly vanished into thin air, leaving behind only his spiritual essence, which became his food.

Instead, it greatly increased his mental strength.

“I have to say, this world is indeed full of masters.

The old monk's previous attacking methods were extraordinary, and were similar to the Shura's war dance.

It is no less exquisite, and there is not a single trace of evil in it."

Thinking of the various attacking moves that Old Monk Xuanming had used with his eight arms, Zhou Pingan felt amazed.

Not only did he take the path of Qi Refining.

The real strength lies in the achievement of body training.

To him, these indescribably exquisite physical combat skills were not much worse than the four divine skills he realized from the Kunpeng True Form Diagram.

It is also an unparalleled secret method to protect yourself and save your life.

If it were someone else, they might not understand the exquisite and mysterious moves made by Master Xuanming.

However, Zhou Ping'an had just spent a huge amount of willpower to learn the Shura War Dance, and now when he looked at the Buddhist secret fighting method again, he had a very profound understanding.

Surprisingly, eighty to ninety percent of the moves used by the old monk were similar to the principles of the Shura War Dance.

However, some places use it in reverse, removing some of the weird and evil tricks and replacing them with mental attacks such as confusing the mind and converting the mind.

At the same time, it also combined with the Buddhist Sanskrit attack method.

It looks majestic and sacred, but deep down, it is actually extremely vicious.

Compared with Shura's War Dance, it is three times more domineering.

"Learned."

Zhou Ping'an's eyes gleamed slightly: "I have to thank you for personally giving me the gift package, old monk. When we meet again in the future, I will definitely give you a big gift in return."

Thinking of the other party's insidiousness, Zhou Pingan knew that he would have to face him sooner or later and there was no way to escape.

In this huge Jiangzhou, who will be the winner?

I'll have to do a good job then.

The illusion before his eyes collapsed and turned invisible after a trace of divine consciousness from the old monk Xuanming was shattered.

A bit of sunshine and light suddenly rose from the boundless void.

There is the sound of crashing waves emerging from my heart.

Zhou Ping'an knew that was the sound of blood flowing throughout his body.

The sunlight and light became brighter and bigger, and finally turned into a huge burning fireball before the eyes.

I don’t know how high it is, and I don’t know how wide it is.

In the end, Zhou Ping'an even lost the concept of distance.

All I could see was a sea of ​​red.

It is endless and I can no longer feel its true shape.

“This is the sun.”

boom……

Zhou Ping'an seemed to hear an indescribable loud thunder in his ears.

As his mind was shaken, he finally regained his physical perception.

Then, his five senses were restored, and he saw the simple and luxurious furnishings in the Heart-Searching Hall, smelled the refreshing and pleasant scent of the Soul-Fixing Incense, and heard the sound of quietly flowing water...

At the same time, he also felt the emergence of a mighty force in his heart, as powerful as the sun.

The body sways slightly.

The air in the room roared and even the walls shook slightly.

He took a small breath.

Before he could control this sudden surge of power, he decided to be gentle and not to make too large movements.

"This means that the first Tianyuan acupoint has been opened?"

Zhou Ping'an was excited.

Immediately look inward.

Contrary to what one might imagine, no hole appeared in the body, nor did any organ to store energy grow.

Only a little particle was seen deep in the heart, in a place that was almost impossible to sense with the mind.

These tiny particles are just like the billions of basic particles that make up the flesh and blood inside the body. There is nothing special about them.

However, after going deeper into the mind, one discovered that a vast space had opened up inside the particles.

Inside the space, there was already an extremely thin trace of sunshine and power, which seemed particularly familiar.

"Isn't this the huge sun from before?"

"From my perspective, the energy is so weak..."

Thinking of the majestic power of burning the sky and boiling the sea that he had seen before, and then looking at the energy he sensed, Zhou Pingan fell silent.

If you don't observe carefully, you can't see that small ball of yang and energy at all, and you can easily ignore it if you are not careful.

He learned how to take a breath towards the sky without any instruction.

In the mind, one can sense a ray of starlight falling into the particles.

A tiny speck of dust filled the boundless void.

How long will it take to complete this?

Zhou Ping'an was stunned for a moment.

He discovered that he had intentionally absorbed a stream of the sun's starlight according to the "Starlight Body Refining Technique". As a result, its manifestation in the particles was like an extra drop of water in the vast ocean.

But this sea is empty.

"The good news is that after opening this first Tianyuan acupoint, my essence has become 20% stronger, and my strength, speed, attack, and defense have increased simultaneously."

"The bad news is that if you want to fully refine this first acupoint and reach perfection, you may have to practice hard for your entire life and still not be able to fully refine it if you don't think of a good way."

"Where can I find enough starlight energy to quickly replenish it?"

As Zhou Ping'an thought about this, he fell into new distress.

No wonder some Taoist books always emphasize that spiritual practice requires "wealth, friends, Dharma and place". This is not just some secret that can be shouted out casually, but a real necessity.

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Jiangzhou provincial capital.

Fukuhara Castle West...

In the middle of the continuous mountain range, a peak rises high into the clouds.

Halfway up the mountain, there are palaces, half of which are hidden in the clouds, and the other half are magnificent.

From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, there is a wide road that can accommodate eight carriages running side by side, and there are stone steps on both sides that stretch straight up.

Looking up, there are probably thousands or even tens of thousands of steps, with no end in sight.

On the stairs, devout men and women prostrated themselves, kneeling after each step.

He chanted the Buddha's name with a look of piety on his face.

At this time, the sky had already darkened slightly.

Two bald little monks, one on the left and one on the right, each rode a majestic horse, holding a glazed torch in their hands. They stretched out their arms from the horses and lit the lamp oil on the roadside.

A huge lamp was lit several dozen feet away.

The horses' hooves kept galloping all the way. The sound of the two riders' hooves never stopped, and wherever they passed, there was light.

Another half hour passed, and the sky gradually darkened.

The young monk rode a fast horse and finally reached the mountainside. He ran around the halls and lit up all the lights in the Brahma Temple.

The whole mountain was bright.

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(End of this chapter)