The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 57: It is very difficult to control the force to step over an ant without killing it
Ten years later.

The situation in the world gradually became clear. Although the world was divided into pieces, there were many insignificant people and few who were qualified to be kings. There were only four major forces south of the Yangtze River: Xiao Xian, Lin Shihong, Shen Faxing, and the Song clan.

Among the heroes in the north, including the Li family, Xue Ju and his son, Liang Shidu, Wang Shichong, Liu Wuzhou, Xu Yuanlang, Li Mi and others, only Li Tang, Wang Shichong and Li Mi are worth considering.

Now Li Tang dominates the north, Kou Zhong rises up as a new force and gets help from the Song clan, resulting in a situation of confrontation between the north and the south. However, due to the heavy losses suffered by the Buddhist sect and the unification of the Demon Sect by Kankan, who was known as the Demon Queen, the sect began to stand aside and watch.

This led to Li Tang's successive defeats in the confrontation with Marshal Kou Zhong's army. One must know that in the original plot, Li Tang not only received full support from Buddhism, but also secret assistance from the Demonic Sect and the Taoist Sect. In addition, there was another person who held him back, which allowed Li Tang to successfully unify the world.

Now the situation has changed drastically. I don't know whether Kou Zhong's luck and fortune have been perfected or his inner hatred has made him full of motivation, but he has been eroding Li Tang at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just over a year, he has actually conquered the world, established the Great Zhou, and ascended the throne to become emperor.

This day.

A handsome and flawless, rich and radiant, spirited and high-spirited, calm and melancholy man with a knife climbed up the Dita Peak, which has now become a forbidden area.

The current Emperor's Peak is inevitably a bit dilapidated, perhaps because few people come here and no one has ever taken care of it. The overgrown weeds make it even more desolate and cold.

Soon, on the square.

The man with the knife saw a handsome young man in a white monk's robe and with waist-length hair sitting leisurely on the eaves.

He spoke first:
"I have studied Buddhism and Taoism very hard. The highest state of the former is Nirvana, and the latter is ascending to heaven in broad daylight."

"Buddhism focuses on becoming a Buddha right away, while Taoism practices transforming essence into qi, qi into spirit, spirit into emptiness, and emptiness into the Tao. They regard themselves as a precious raft to cross the sea of ​​suffering. Buddhists who do not understand the meaning of this theory ridicule them as corpse-guarding ghosts. In fact, Taoism's ascending to heaven in broad daylight and Buddhism's becoming a Buddha in this body are similar in reality."

"The process of Taoist cultivation emphasizes both the mind and the body. Although Ning Daoqi is a representative of Taoism, he actually represents the strengths of Taoism and Buddhism. Therefore, his free-hand eight-punch technique emphasizes the Taoist concept and Zen state, which transcends ordinary martial arts in the secular world."

"Brother Buddha, your Qi is perfect yet imperfect. There is a kind of aura around you, which is the return of yin and yang to the heart, the original self of all things, the blooming and withering of flowers, all are perfect. At this point, the supernatural power is created, the world is at peace, and everything in the world is the intention of the Creator. Fate follows nature, and only the heart can please the wonderful state of unity between heaven and man."

"Not only that, but it also emanates a kind of divine will from the inside out, a deep demonic nature that is infinitely changeable."

Xi Mingzhang heard this and said happily:

"Among the three, one is the "Law of Suchness", which is a martial art created by this poor monk based on Buddhist principles. One is the "Invincible Sutra", which is a combination of many martial arts. The third is the highest law of the demon sect, which is the "Great Law of Planting Demons in the Heart of Taoism."

"A few years ago, I got the complete version of "The Heavenly Demon Strategy", which inevitably gave me some insights, which led to the unexpected appearance of mysticism today."

He suddenly smiled:
"Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, you are worthy of the title of the world's number one swordsman. No wonder you have never lost a battle since your debut. And since you defeated Yue Shan, the Tyrant Sword, and became famous all over the world, even though many masters of the Demon Sect have emerged, they still have to avoid the Lingnan area where the Song clan's sphere of influence is located."

"But I heard about some of the interests of the Song clan leader. He said that you were in love with Fan Qinghui, the head of Cihang Jingzhai, but they were unable to get married, which led to you marrying an ugly woman in your middle age."

"I am very confused about this. Why is the Evil King like this, and you are also like this, both entangled in the word love and unable to find a way out? Without love, will people's lives be boring and dull?"

"I have always believed in one truth, that is, love at first sight is nothing more than attraction at first sight, and affection develops over time, which is nothing more than weighing the pros and cons. The so-called growing old together is nothing more than a matter of habit."

"How can someone who cannot comprehend the beauty of appearance and the thoughts of love reach the pinnacle of martial arts?"

He looked down from above and said:
"So, Master Song, can you understand the love barrier?"

Song Que's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he spoke in a calm voice:
"After Song got married and had a child, he let go of the idea of ​​love and from then on, he focused on martial arts, pursuing the ultimate swordsmanship of giving up the sword and forgetting about it after getting it."

Xi Mingzhang chuckled and looked him up and down:
"Haha, the more you can't get it, the more you will miss it, and the one you have already lost will miss it often." "If you really get over the thoughts of love, you won't deliberately marry an ugly woman, and you won't wait until you are sure of your own strength to come to this Emperor Peak."

"The word 'emotion' is indeed the most difficult to explain, but I am a monk, and I don't feel any empathy for this. I just think it's interesting and makes people laugh."

When he said this, regardless of Song Que's increasingly solemn expression, he changed his body shape and stood in the center of the square, with his hands behind his back, saying:

"I heard that the Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques of the Song Clan Master are based on the soft and agile nature of the Narcissus Sword he holds. Each technique has ten swords, for a total of eighty swords. I wonder if he has mastered the ninth technique now?"

"The reason why Ning Daoqi was able to walk down the Emperor's Peak alive before was that he had never killed anyone, but he was able to cultivate to the level of a Grandmaster, which was very novel."

"More importantly, I will be staying at Emperor Peak for a long time in the future. If this place is too bloody, it will inevitably be ugly. I just need someone to clean up the mess."

"And if you want to fight with me." His eyes were deep and he spoke neither lightly nor seriously:

"It's very difficult to control the force required to step on an ant without killing it."

Song Que looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Song's swordsmanship is a killing swordsmanship honed from bloody battles of all sizes. It's either you die or I die. Since I've come to Emperor Peak, I have no desire to live or die, and no desire to win or lose."

Xi Mingzhang spoke casually:
"No life, no death? It sounds like this means nothing else except giving up the sword, because if there is life and death, victory or defeat, and if there is something in your heart, then you will fall into the lower level."

"Come on, draw your sword, and let me see the grace of the Heavenly Sword."

Song Que's hand stretched back slowly and steadily, and every inch of his movement remained at the same speed. The speed was balanced and unchanged, and his whole body exuded a sense of constancy and ever-changing.

When the action of taking the knife was about the middle, within a centimeter or less, he accelerated suddenly, and with an amazing technique that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, he suddenly grasped the handle of the knife.

With a "clang" sound, the Narcissus Sword was unsheathed.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the huge square froze, as if all the life and death energy of the world were concentrated on the blade. The Narcissus Sword slashed towards Xi Mingzhang without making any sound of breaking wind or any trace of sword energy.

"when!"

Xi Mingzhang raised his eyelids, stretched out two fingers without any fireworks, and clamped the blade, saying:
"The heaven has its own principles, and things have their own natures. The principles and laws do not not exist. It is just that only by mastering the principles and laws can one be like the chef Ding who butchers an ox. Therefore, the ox does not disappear, but one has reached the state of not noticing the whole ox. This is to forget the ox after getting it, and to forget the law after getting the law."

"Similarly, when you use a sword, the most important thing is the sword's intention. If you use it intentionally, there will be traces. If you use it unintentionally, it will be lost. Therefore, the most important thing is to be between intentional and unintentional. I think the secret of the Heavenly Sword lies in this."

He expressed his approval:
"Your swordsmanship is superb, and your sword intentions are not bad. You deserve the reputation of being the best swordsman in the world. But to me, it is still far behind."

After saying that, he flicked the blade.

"Keng!"

Suddenly, veins on Song Que's arms bulged, and he felt that the force of his finger tapping the blade was like a huge wave surging in the sea, rushing towards him with endless and continuous ferocious momentum, making him unstoppable and unable to resist.

His feet sank suddenly into the floor, and then he quickly retreated twenty or thirty feet like a buffalo plowing the field.

(End of this chapter)