The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 122 Taoist Priest, You've Become a Demon...

Deep in Wang Yi's eyes, the river of his soul was flowing, reflecting all the contents written by Wuyazi into his soul, and he began to comprehend them carefully.

Thousands of insights filled his mind, and the system framework of internal energy martial arts quickly took shape in his mind, confirming the system of spiritual martial arts.

Many of the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts are aimed directly at realms above the innate, and are unique skills that touch upon the realm of heaven and man.

What is a heavenly being?

Walking in the air, riding the wind, with divine will filling the void, the power of heaven and earth follows every move, this is called a god.

There are five realms of heaven and man, and each realm is a level of heaven. The advancement of each level is a transformation and sublimation of the essence, energy and spirit. It is the process of shedding the mortal body, building the foundation of Tao, and formally embarking on the path of immortality!

In this star world, there are very few martial arts that can reach this level, and all of them are the best of the best.

……

When the sky darkens.

Wuyazi put down the brush in his hand, and the Qi in his palm surged, drying the ink on the paper. He stretched out his hand to sort out the various skills by category, and placed them in front of Wang Yi with a solemn expression, his eyes condensed, and said solemnly:
"This is the inheritance of my Xiaoyao Sect. Although it is not as good as the ancient methods of the Spiritual Martial Arts, it is valuable in that it covers a wide range of areas and has a variety of means to deal with the enemy."

"The Pavilion Master helped me break free from my cocoon and be reborn. He also passed down to me the ancient martial arts of the soul. This is a great favor... I shouldn't have asked for anything more..."

Wuyazi paused, an earnest look on his face: "But... I still want to ask for a rebirth pill for my disciple Xinghe..."

Having personally experienced the effects of the Rebirth Pill, he knew very well how powerful this pill was. After all, Su Xinghe was already old, and no matter how high his state of mind was, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything in the spiritual martial arts without sufficient Qi and blood.

But with the help of the Tuotai Pill, the problem of insufficient Qi and blood can be easily solved. Only in this way can one go as far as possible in the spiritual martial arts.

"Master..." Su Xinghe's body was shocked, and a look of emotion appeared on his face. With such a proud character, his master actually asked for help for him. This moved him so much that his voice choked up.

Wang Yi suddenly smiled, reached into his arms, took out a rebirth pill from the void, gently placed it in front of Wuyazi, and said seriously:

"Fellow Daoist, the word 'ask'... has been accepted. As long as you have enough merit, I will not be stingy with this pill." He picked up the Xiaoyao Sect inheritance on the chessboard, stood up and said with a bow: "I'll ask you to take care of the matter of Wenyuan Tower. I still need to go to Dali, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, he took a step forward, his steps were mysterious and agile, his body was free and easy. It seemed like he was strolling leisurely, but his speed was as fast as lightning, and in a few breaths he disappeared into the depths of the pine forest.

Wuyazi looked at Wang Yi who disappeared into the depths of the pine forest, and a flash of fear flashed across his eyes. The move made him feel a chill in his heart. How long has it been? The other party has mastered the Lingbo Weibu to such an extent...

With this talent and understanding, it is no wonder that at such a young age, he has a terrifying strength that is not inferior to his... With this kind of talent and ability, there is a great possibility that he will be on par with my master Xiaoyaozi and others in the future. He is destined to be an invincible figure of the era...

"Master..." Su Xinghe saw that his master had been in a trance for a long time, and couldn't help but call out tentatively.

Wuyazi sighed inexplicably, picked up the rebirth pill, stood up, took out the spiritual martial arts foundation building chapter from his arms, handed it to Su Xinghe along with the pill, and said seriously:
"This is an ancient cultivation method that can make a person's body as strong as iron and their blood as strong as a dragon or a tiger. This pill is called the Tuotai Pill. It has the effect of rebirth and contains abundant spiritual energy."

"I still need to be in seclusion for a while. Next, you should study this chapter on the foundation of the spiritual martial arts carefully. You must understand its meaning and comprehend its principles. When I come out of seclusion, I will build the foundation of the spiritual martial arts for you."

The purpose of his retreat was simple, which was to sort out his own martial arts foundation and completely embark on the path of spiritual martial arts practice.

This spiritual martial arts is profound and mysterious, and it even records the methods after the innate realm. However, the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect stops at the innate realm, which is the concentration level of the spiritual martial arts. The gap between the two is here, so it is self-evident which one to choose.

Su Xinghe took the elixir and the skills, bowed deeply, and said firmly: "Disciple will not let Master down." This was what his master had asked for him, and he even sacrificed the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect for it. No matter what, he could not let his master down.

Wuyazi was quite pleased. He stretched out his hand to help Su Xinghe up and said slowly: "This spiritual martial art lies in the word 'spiritual'. It is a method that is more suitable for you. If you study hard, you may be able to reach the level of your master in the future." After that, he slowly walked into the wooden house in front of the mountain wall.

Su Xinghe bowed deeply again, stood up and looked at the crystal clear pill in his hand, which looked like glass, and his expression gradually became solemn.

This pill is extraordinary and looks like a glass bead. If it weren't for the faint medicinal fragrance lingering around your nose and the feeling of full blood and energy in your body, it would be completely impossible to classify it as a pill.

He was also an expert in medicine, and had never seen such an incredible method of refining medicine. Even ancient medical books had no similar records.

"Rebirth Pill... Rebirth... Spiritual Energy... Spiritual Martial Arts..."

Su Xinghe murmured, thinking for a long time, and carefully put the pill into his arms. He came to sit in front of the chessboard. He solemnly opened the book in his hand and read it with concentration.

As time went by, his expression kept changing with the content of the book, and his heart was shaken again and again, unable to recover for a long time.

The valley once again returned to its former tranquility.

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Dali, Dian Cang Mountain.

In front of the mountain, surrounded by the Er River, there is an ancient temple covering a large area. There are many attics and palaces, the scale is grand and magnificent, the walls inside and outside are paved with bluestone, the structure is exquisite and majestic, and the sense of majesty and sacredness comes to the face.

Tianlong Temple is the ancestral temple of the Dali royal family. It is the place where successive Dali emperors abdicated and became monks. It has a very honorable status and is the most important temple in Dali.

Inside the Muni Hall, the red wood floor and yellow silk walls give it a sacred feel. In front of the giant golden Buddha statue, the four great monks of Tianlong Temple and Emperor Baoding stood behind an old monk.

Baoding Emperor Duan Zhengming frowned and asked, "Master Ku Rong, do you know who caused the injury in Yu'er's body?"

Abbot Ben Yin was wearing a monk's robe and looked extremely serious. "This is the skill of my Duan family's One Yang Finger. This person must be from the Dali Duan family." Ben Guan hesitated and said, "This person's One Yang Finger attainment is even higher than the four of us... His identity among the Duan family members is probably not simple..."

Before I could say anything, an old and hoarse voice rang out: "This man... do you know him... Do you remember the prince from twenty years ago?"

Duan Zhengming was surprised: "Prince Yanqing?" He frowned. If it was really this person, everything would make sense.

The throne should have belonged to him, but it fell to him because he was persecuted by treacherous officials. It was reasonable for him to attack Yu'er out of anger. In this case, things became a little tricky...

I frowned and said, "This is a test." Then I looked at the old monk facing the wall and said in a deep voice, "He is testing whether Master Ku Rong has passed away... This shows that he still wants the throne!"

Duan Zhengming frowned and did not respond. He asked seriously, "Master Kurong, can you heal Yu'er?"

"Your Majesty, this... I'm afraid it's not possible." Ben Yin shook his head seriously.

"Why?" Duan Zhengming's tone became heavier.

"Tibetan State Master, the Great Wheel King Jiumozhi is coming. I have heard a little about Jiumozhi. He has extraordinary martial arts skills, profound Buddhist teachings, and a mind that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. He will not easily end this time."

“Before this, he ordered people to send a visiting card with great fanfare, claiming that he wanted to ask for the Six Meridians Divine Sword Scripture as a memorial for his late close friend Mr. Murong Bo…” When Abbot Ben Yin said this, his expression was solemn.

Duan Zhengming flicked his sleeves and said unhappily, "You sound nice, but you just want to covet the Six Meridians Divine Sword? How can such a cunning and deceitful person talk about the profoundness of Buddhism?"

"Who?" Master Kuruo suddenly turned his head, revealing a half-withered, half-living face. Such a strange face did not seem weird or scary, but instead contained a unique gentle Buddhist nature.

“Good Buddha nature…”

As faint words were heard, the mahogany door of the Muni Hall slowly opened.

Wang Yi, dressed in a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, walked into the hall casually. Outside the hall, monks were kneeling on the ground. They looked pious and kept muttering: "Wulian Tianzun, Master Yi has great virtue, and can save all living beings. Wuliang Tianzun, Master Yi has great virtue, and can save all living beings..."

Abbot Ben Yin and others looked at the strange scene outside the hall, and their expressions changed. They looked at the young man in green who was approaching slowly, with fear in their eyes.

"Who are you? What kind of magic is this!" Ben Guan's eyes were wide open. He took a step forward. His monk robe fluttered without wind. He raised his hands, and golden light appeared on his index fingers. The terrifying internal force was quickly condensing at his fingertips.

Duan Zhengming and the other three took a step forward together, raised their hands and bent their arms, gathered their internal strength at their fingertips, and stared at the newcomers with vigilance, ready to attack at any time.

The man's methods were too evil, and judging from his casual posture, he couldn't be too weak. And with the reputation of Tianlong Temple, ordinary people wouldn't dare to cause trouble easily.

The important thing is that among the monks kneeling on the ground outside, there are many powerful ones, which is what makes them most wary.

Wang Yi stopped and looked at everyone, finally landing on Master Ku Rong who was slowly standing up. He smiled and said, "I am Tai Yi, a wandering person in the world." He paused and smiled inexplicably, "They... saw the sacred mountain in their hearts and enjoyed great peace. This is a holy method to save all living beings, not the magic you are talking about."

He did not save the monks of Tianlong Temple after his incarnation, nor did he have the ability to save so many people at once. He just used the Great Dream to save the gods to let them see the Buddha in their hearts. However... the Buddha became him and left a message in the depths of their hearts: Wuliang Tianzun, the master of great virtue, saves all living beings.

"Our Buddha is merciful, and his Dharma is boundless, saving all living beings."

Master Kurong recited a Buddhist saying, clasped his hands together and said in a hoarse voice: "Although Buddhism and Taoism have different paths to the same destination, they each have their own methods and ways. Although I don't know how you did it, this is not a holy method, nor is it a method to save all living beings. It is a complete and evil method to confuse the mind."

"If the monks could see the sacred mountain in their hearts, they would not chant such a Taoist name. It is obvious that their minds have been bewitched. How is this method different from the magic of the devil?"

"Master, you are possessed by a demon..." Master Ku Rong looked solemn, staring at the other person's eyes as deep as the starry sky, his heart filled with solemnity. The strength of the person who came was very strong, beyond the scope of what he could sense. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a terrifying strong man in the world today.

"The Buddha said, if you put down your butcher knife you will become a Buddha instantly." Wang Yi paused and glanced at Duan Zhengming and the four monks who seemed to be unable to contain themselves.

The invisible divine will emanated, freezing the five people in place, and then said: "The butcher knife actually refers to all the evil deeds, evil thoughts, and evil words of people. Becoming a Buddha on the spot actually refers to the mind enjoying great purity, great liberation, and great freedom, not to... becoming a Buddha. Master, this is how I understand it, right?"

"Amitabha." Master Kurong chanted the Buddha's name, his eyes were solemn, and he nodded in approval, "Master, you understand it very well. Only by abandoning evil deeds, evil thoughts, and evil words can we see the Tathagata and enjoy great peace and freedom of mind."

Wang Yi smiled and said quietly, "No matter what kind of person you were, no matter how many mistakes you made, as long as you sincerely repent and are willing to abandon all evil deeds, evil thoughts, and evil words, you can become a Buddha right away. Master, is this true?"

Master Ku Rong's face trembled slightly, and he instantly understood what the other party meant. This was a method used by some temples to strengthen themselves. This pain point could not be refuted, and he did not bother to refute it forcefully.

"All sentient beings are suffering. I want to use the Dao to save sentient beings. This is an act of sincerity and also an act of saving one's heart. How can it be said that I am possessed by demons? If demons can save sentient beings, then sentient beings should respect demons as Buddhas. Master, is this true?"

Wang Yi leaned forward slightly, staring at Master Ku Rong, whose face changed color in an instant. His expression changed several times on his half-withered and half-green face, and finally returned to calmness. This made him praise: "Master, you have a good Buddha nature. Withering and flourishing are in turn, and all living beings are suffering. Only practice can help us get through the sea of ​​suffering."

"Although what the Taoist said is slightly different from Buddhist principles, the profound meaning contained in it is worth deep consideration by this old monk. All living beings are suffering, and saving them is not just a Buddhist way. The Taoist can use Taoism to save all living beings, which is naturally a great virtue."

Master Kurong said, clasping his hands together, "Amitabha, the state of mind of the Taoist priest is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us. However, the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual is a secret of our Duan clan. Even if the Taoist priest is a master of the art, this old monk cannot easily hand it over."

After saying this, he sighed in his heart. It was impossible for such a strong man to come to his house for no reason. And the only thing that he wanted from Tianlong Temple was the Six Meridians Divine Sword, a unique martial art in the world.

"I can't hand it over easily, not even if I die. Master, you are very sensible..." Wang Yi smiled with interest: "This Six Meridians Divine Sword, I will not borrow it for nothing, I will leave something of equal value."

Master Kurong's expression did not change at all: "Tianlong Temple has no power to resist the Taoist priest. This old monk can see clearly. Since the meaningless resistance is useless, why not let go of the obsession in your heart?"

No matter how powerful the magic skills are, they are just external things. When it comes to external things, we should give them up. This is the wisdom of Prajna.

(End of this chapter)