The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 123 The Mystery of the Six-Pulse Divine Sword

Chapter 123 The Mystery of the Six Meridians Divine Sword

"Good." Wang Yi smiled, and seeing that the other party was so sensible, he retracted his mental field.

As the spiritual field disappeared, the monks outside the hall gradually came to their senses. They looked confused, stood up and looked around, their expressions full of confusion and reluctance.

They were just listening to the Buddha expounding the mysteries of Buddhism, how come they came here all of a sudden?

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Great Master Yi..." A middle-aged monk put his hands together and wanted to chant the Buddha's name, but he subconsciously uttered this sentence, which made him shudder suddenly and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Not only this middle-aged monk, but all the other monks' faces changed. In their hearts, there was a figure in green that lingered for a long time. The words: Wuliang Tianzun, Yizhu Dade, reversed the sentient beings. were deeply engraved in the hearts of the monks.

"Amitabha." Master Kurong's face turned bitter, and he slowly walked to the stone steps outside the hall and stood still. Looking at the monks with frightened faces, he put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name. The voice was peaceful and just like the sound of a huge bell, which dispelled the fear in the monks' hearts.

Master Ku Rong saw the monks looking at him and said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone go away. Each of you should recite the Diamond Sutra and concentrate your mind."

Seeing the fear in the eyes of the monks, he sighed inexplicably. Such a terrifying Taoist, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for the world...

Especially for the Buddhist world... Is it a blessing or a curse...

"Yes." The monks looked carefully at the blue-robed figure in the Muni Hall, put their hands together in a salute, turned around and hurried away. They walked very fast, as if there was a big demon behind them, and they didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

After Duan Zhengming discovered that the invisible force that bound him had disappeared, he slowly put down his hands and calmed down the boiling internal force in his body.

Looking at the young Taoist in front of him, his eyes were solemn. As the emperor of Dali, he naturally looked at the problem from a different perspective.

If the means this person had just used to confuse the monks' minds were used to deceive the common people... or to cause chaos in the palace... thinking of this, even with his state of mind, his face couldn't help but twitch a few times, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Amitabha……"

Ben Yin and the other four monks put their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in unison. Their expressions were extremely solemn.

The man in front of them was full of weirdness, and his strength was hard to guess. The invisible force that had just held them was not strong, and they could easily break free with their strength.

However, this weak force not only sealed off the major acupoints around their bodies, but also condensed the flow of their internal force and dispersed their energy. It was a very strange method.

Fortunately, the other party did not have any murderous intentions, otherwise the Tianlong Temple would have been a river of blood today.

Master Kurong turned around, his eyes swept over Duan Zhengming and the others, and finally stopped at Wang Yi. He clasped his hands together and bowed: "Amitabha, Taoist priest, please wait a moment. I will be back soon." After that, he turned around and walked out of the Muni Hall, heading towards the depths of the Tianlong Temple.

Wang Yi slightly turned sideways and looked at Master Ku Rong who was slowly leaving, with an inexplicable look on his face.

The old monk is very sensible and quite powerful. He has barely touched the edge of the innate realm. If he can completely open up the Ren and Du meridians and open up the bridge between heaven and earth, there will be one more old monk in the innate realm in this world.

Duan Zhengming concealed the expression in his eyes, bowed his hands, and asked with a smile: "Why have we never heard of the Taoist's immortal name? Whether in the martial arts world or in the temple, the Taoist's immortal name has never been circulated... Logically speaking, the Taoist's immortal-like methods cannot be unknown, right?"

The methods displayed by the other party were definitely not ordinary. Especially the method of disturbing the minds of the monks was simply unheard of and unseen.

Such methods are evil and weird. If one has evil thoughts in his mind, he will be a natural demon who will cause trouble in times of chaos.

Wang Yi smiled slightly, his eyes were deep, as if they contained the endless starry sky, and seemed to be flowing through the long river of time. His voice was like a spring hitting a stone, melodious and profound: "I am a poor Taoist, my secular name is Wang Yi. My Taoist name is Taiyi. I have been traveling in the mountains and rivers for many years and have never set foot in the mortal world. How can I have such a reputation?"

"Traveling in the mountains and rivers?" Duan Zhengming murmured, his eyes becoming more serious. He ignored the eye signals from the four monks around him and continued to probe: "Master, you have been wandering in seclusion for many years, but now you suddenly come back to the world. Do you have unfulfilled worldly wishes?"

Wang Yi smiled slightly, his eyes were like torches, as if he could see through people's hearts, and his voice revealed a sense of transcendence: "It's not that worldly wishes are unfulfilled, but that human nature has changed, and the world will be in chaos... I am... here to save the world..."

Duan Zhengming's face turned stern and he looked at Wang Yi deeply. He couldn't help but start thinking about the deeper meaning of these words.

Is the world really going to be in chaos? Or is this evil Taoist priest trying to cause chaos in the world?

Ben Yin and the other four monks looked at each other in bewilderment. Such remarks involving the general trend of humanity sounded like the other party was spreading rumors to mislead the public.

Several people fell into deep thought, and the Muni Hall fell into an eerie silence, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy.

Just as everyone was thinking.

Master Kuruo came back, holding an arm-long ancient brocade box in his hand. He slowly came behind Wang Yi, raised his hand and said, "Master, this is the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual of my Duan family." He handed it over without any reluctance.

The other party said that he would not borrow the book for nothing and would leave something of equal value. He did not care about this sentence. He just hoped that after reading the secret book, the person could turn around and leave without causing any trouble.

Wang Yi turned around, smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to take it: "The sword energy is invisible, it is controlled by the mind. The stronger the mind, the stronger the internal energy, and the stronger the sword energy. The name of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, I have heard of it a long time ago. Just raise your hand and point it, and you can kill the enemy several feet away, which is quite like the sword immortal killing the enemy thousands of miles away..."

As he spoke, he opened the brocade box and looked down at the six ancient scrolls in the box, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Six Meridians Divine Sword, one meridian and one sword, belonged to each of the six meridians, and the other party did not play tricks on him.

Wang Yi casually took out a scroll, held the brocade box with an invisible divine will, slowly unfolded the scroll with both hands, and read it with great interest.

The main reason for coming to Tianlong Temple was for this unique martial art. Wuyazi said that Duan Siping was a strong man who could compete with Xiaoyaozi, and the martial arts created by such a strong man was naturally worth his visit.

Master Ku Rong heard what Wang Yi said, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He slowly shook his head and said:
"The Six Meridians Divine Sword is obscure and difficult to understand. It is profound and requires extremely high skills. Even with the strength of this old monk, the power of one finger can only reach an area of ​​ten feet around the body. The Six Meridians Divine Sword of my Duan family is not as magical as the Taoist said..."

Master Ku Rong paused for a moment, and then continued to explain: "The internal force of Dantian flows through the six meridians and converges at the fingertips. Then it is stimulated by sword skills to defend against the enemy from a distance of ten feet... It is similar to the method of acupuncture from a distance, but it is more powerful and more flexible..."

"This Six Meridians Divine Sword is more like finger force than sword energy. Although it is named sword technique, it is just the application of sword moves..."

The four monks nodded in agreement after hearing this. As they had learned one of the Six Meridians Divine Swords, they naturally knew the mysteries and shortcomings of this sword technique. Duan Zhengming was surprised and doubtful. He had only heard of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and this was the first time he had heard someone explain it in such detail.

Without even raising his head, Wang Yi carefully read the contents of the scroll. Upon hearing this, he shook his head slightly and said calmly, "No, you are in the acquired realm. The internal force in your Dantian has not yet been transformed into true energy, and you have not yet realized your own divine will. You are not even an entry level person, so naturally you cannot understand the extraordinary nature of the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

"Oh? Please enlighten me, Taoist Priest." Master Ku Rong's eyes moved slightly and he saluted eleven times.

Wang Yi finished reading the Shangyang chapter of Six Meridians Divine Sword, and after a while of quiet reflection, he said calmly, "The essence of Six Meridians Divine Sword lies in the combination of sword energy and divine will. Sword energy is the form of inner energy, and belongs to the metal of the five elements. Sword energy is invisible, moves with divine will, and can be sent and received freely, and can be used for attack or defense. At a high level, wherever the sword energy reaches, nothing can be broken, and nothing can be destroyed. This is the magic of Six Meridians Divine Sword."

After reading the Shangyang chapter in his hand, he had a general understanding of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. This was a very powerful killing skill with a lot of room for improvement. If he continued to study it in depth, he might be able to match the sword immortals in the future.

Wang Yi tilted his head and saw that the others were still confused. He shook his head in disappointment. He rolled up the scroll in his hand and put it into the brocade box in front of him. He continued to take out one scroll after another, opened it and read it. While reading, he continued to explain:
"The Six Meridians Divine Sword takes the sword as its form, the divine will as its soul, and the inner energy as its foundation. Only by integrating the three into one can the true power of this unique skill be unleashed."

After a pause, he continued, "Divine Will is formed by the convergence of essence, spirit, and mind. It has the effect of attacking the spirit and mind, and contains the warrior's understanding and perception of the natural world."

"The stronger the divine will, the smoother the flow of internal energy, the more flexible the sword technique, and the more powerful the sword energy. You only know how to use internal force to drive it, but you don't know the importance of divine will, so you naturally can't bring out the true power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

Upon hearing this, Master Kurong and the others all showed a look of enlightenment on their faces.

They only knew that the Six Meridians Divine Sword was extremely powerful, but they had never delved into its principles, or they could not understand its mysteries. At this time, listening to Wang Yi's words, it was like a revelation, and they had a different understanding in their hearts.

What amazed them was that the Taoist in front of them had such a profound understanding of martial arts, which was really unbelievable.

Duan Zhengming's heart moved, and he asked with a bow, "Excuse me, Master, what exactly is this divine will? How can I understand it?"

Wang Yi glanced at him calmly, and did not hesitate to answer. If you want to borrow someone's secret, you must pay a corresponding price. After a slight hesitation, he slowly said: "What is divine will? It is the will of sword, fist, and knife. With one's own martial arts perception as the anchor point, after blending with the nature of heaven and earth, a kind of martial arts artistic conception is formed, which is the bridge for martial artists to communicate with heaven and earth."

"The divine will is unique. It is the product of the fusion of the inner world of a warrior and the outer world..."

"As for how to comprehend the divine will... observe the heaven and earth, observe all living things, be sincere in your heart, and the divine will will arise naturally. This is the path I have taken..."

As soon as the words fell, the entire Muni Hall fell into a strange silence.

Duan Zhengming, Master Kurong and the four monks all fell into deep thought. They tried to understand the mystery of this "divine will" and to imagine the realm of martial arts that blended with the nature of heaven and earth.

Wang Yi glanced at a few people, smiled slightly, and continued to read the sword manual in his hand. Time passed slowly, and when he put the last volume of the sword manual into the brocade box, all the contents of the Six Meridians Divine Sword had been deeply imprinted in his heart.

The complete Six Meridians Divine Sword is indeed extraordinary. It is a martial art at the level of heaven and man. If it evolves to the end, it may be able to truly rival the methods of a sword immortal.

Duan Siping, the founding emperor of Dali, is worthy of being a figure who can compete with strong men like Xiaoyaozi in an era. He has elevated the One Yang Finger to such a level. His talent is indeed incomparable to ordinary people.

Wang Yi casually handed the brocade box to Master Ku Rong, chuckled and said, "It takes time to understand the divine will. With your Buddha nature, it is not difficult to understand... There is no need to rush."

Master Ku Rong took the brocade box and said with gratitude: "Master, your words are like a wake-up call, which made me wake up all of a sudden. Martial arts and martial arts are just one word apart, but there is a world of difference between them."

At this point, a very complicated expression appeared on his face: "The Taoist priest has already entered the Tao, but this old monk has wasted his entire life and still hasn't figured out what 'Buddha' is..."

"Amitabha..." Benyin, Benguan and three others chanted the Buddha's name in unison. Their hearts were shaken to the extreme.

The words of the Taoist priest gave them a new understanding of martial arts. Compared with this Taoist priest, they were as ignorant as children, and had no idea what martial arts was, let alone... martial arts.

Duan Zhengming forced a smile and said in flattery, "Master, you are truly an extraordinary immortal. Your words are truly thought-provoking. I really admire you..."

Although he said he admired her, he was extremely wary in his heart.

The Taoist's words just now were enough to show that he was not only extremely powerful, but also extremely talented. Coupled with the strange methods he displayed at the beginning, it was impossible not to make people feel fearful.

Wang Yi looked at Duan Zhengming meaningfully. With his sincere and spiritual perception, he naturally felt the fear in the other party's heart. He smiled faintly, ignored the other party's hypocritical flattery, looked at Master Kurong, and said politely: "I would like to stay in your temple for a few days. I wonder if it is convenient?"

"Amitabha, the Taoist priest has said too much..." Master Ku Rong chanted the Buddha's name, turned his head and looked at Ben Yin and ordered: "Ben Yin, take the Taoist priest down and settle him down properly. Have someone prepare some delicious vegetarian food."

Ben Yin suppressed the shock in his heart, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Master, please follow me."

Wang Yi nodded and followed Ben Yin out of the Muni Hall.

With Wang Yi's departure, the Muni Hall fell into silence again.

After a long time.

Duan Zhengming looked at Master Ku Rong with a serious expression and asked, "Master, what level of strength has that Taoist reached?"

Upon hearing this, Benguan and Benchan looked at Master Kurong curiously. They were also very curious about this.

“I don’t know…” Master Kurong shook his head slightly: “His strength is unfathomable, like a vast ocean. Compared with the innate realms recorded in the classics, he is much, much more terrifying…”

"If there was no hope of winning, I wouldn't have given the sword manual away so easily..."

Master Kurong said this, looked at Duan Zhengming seriously, and reminded him solemnly: "Your Majesty, I know what you are thinking, but I have to remind you that Dali can't afford to offend this Taoist! Don't cause trouble unless it is necessary!"

He had to remind them carefully that if they angered the other party, it would bring unimaginable disaster to Dali. He was very convinced of this.

(End of this chapter)

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