The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 153: Buddha and Devil in One Thought, Carrying the Dao in the Heart
"The Sutra Pavilion is indeed a place where the world's wisdom converges..." Duan Yu held the brocade box in his hand, staring at the busy scene in front of him, and couldn't help but utter a heartfelt admiration.

Wherever he looked, he saw Confucian scholars and Taoists shuttling between the bookshelves. They held various test papers and manuscripts, which they copied and sorted, and finally compiled into thick books and sent to the library upstairs.

What amazed Duan Yu the most was that these seemingly ordinary Confucianists and Taoists actually possessed extraordinary strengths, including many innate masters and several great masters.

Such strength is enough to make a name for oneself in the outside world, but these Confucian scholars and Taoists are willing to work silently in this scripture pavilion and take pleasure in seeking knowledge. Their spirit of devoting their whole lives to studying classics is admirable.

Duan Yanqing walked slowly forward, and after hearing Duan Yu's sigh behind him, he explained calmly, "Daxia Academy's annual examination papers, folk masterpieces from libraries around the country, the insights of the strong collected by the Treasure House, the latest research results from workshops around the country, and the published articles on the Hundred Schools of Debate, etc."

"These wisdom documents are sent here every month for transcription and sorting. After being carefully sorted and compiled by the real person, they are treasured and stored in the cabinet for future generations to study and learn. This is not only a place where the world's wisdom gathers, but also an important place for the inheritance of Daxia civilization."

Duan Yu's expression gradually became solemn. Looking at the Confucian scholars and Taoists busying around in front of him, a sense of respect arose spontaneously.

Duan Yanqing paused for a moment, and reminded him, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, "You are now fortunate enough to follow the Master in cultivation. This is a God-given opportunity that only comes once in a lifetime. Cherish these three years."

"Thank you for the reminder, sir..." Duan Yu nodded solemnly to express his gratitude.

The two stopped talking and walked slowly up the wooden stairs to the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion. The people they met along the way were all busy with their work and paid no attention to their arrival.

Soon they arrived at the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion, where they saw a man sitting at a desk, looking down at a piece of letter paper. In front of the desk, a woman in a bright red silk dress stood quietly with her head bowed.

Duan Yu followed Duan Yanqing to the desk, put down the brocade box in his hand, bowed and said: "Duan Yu of Jianmen, I am honored to meet the real person and the young lady."

Xiao Kuizi glanced at Duan Yu and explained with a smile: "I am Xiao Kuizi from my family. I am the supervisor of the West Factory. I can't be considered a little girl."

Duan Yu was shocked and looked at Xiao Kuizi in surprise. The Western Factory Supervisor was extremely mysterious, and very few people in the world knew his name. He didn't expect to have the honor of meeting him.

Wait! Miscellaneous? The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was born from heaven and earth, and he understood the true meaning of sunflower... He coughed, gritted his teeth, bowed his hands, and apologized: "I am sorry for my poor eyesight, please forgive me..."

Wang Yi put down the intelligence in his hand, glanced at the brocade box on the table, looked at Xiao Kuizi and said: "Since Tong Guan is confident that the war can be ended within a year, then you should start preparing for the ceremony of offering sacrifice to the heaven..."

Xiao Kuizi bowed and asked solemnly, "Change of Ownership, where will the place for offering sacrifices to the heaven be chosen?"

Wang Yi's eyes were condensed, and he thought for a long time before slowly saying, "Taishan..."

The reputation of Mount Tai's Fengshan has plummeted since the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Heng. This guy put on a show and ruined this ancient Fengshan site. If it could have been used as a place for offering sacrifices to the sky by the Great Xia Dynasty, it could have been saved.

Xiao Kuizi frowned slightly, bowed slightly, and said hesitantly: "Changing the owner, Taishan... There are many problems, can we change the location?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. Just do as I say."

"Yes." Xiao Kuizi bowed and accepted the order, turned around and left slowly.

Wang Yi reached out and opened the brocade box on the desk. His eyes were filled with mysterious light as he carefully examined the three sacred artifacts from Japan inside.

After looking at it for a while, he nodded in understanding. It was just as he thought. Although these three artifacts were ordinary objects, as the carriers of the family's luck, they also had some extraordinary properties and were the best materials for casting the national artifacts of luck.

He closed the brocade box casually, looked up at Duan Yu in front of the table, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face. Xu Zhu's death was somewhat unexpected to him, but it made sense after thinking about it. Both of them were people with great luck, and it was reasonable that the stronger one would win when they fought each other.

Duan Yu looked down at himself and saw that he was dressed decently, nothing wrong with him. He looked up in confusion and asked, "Master, is there something wrong with me?"

Wang Yi smiled and said, "You are extraordinary. You have found your own way. It's rare." The other party's sword intention of being extremely passionate and selfless was extraordinary. If one can be extremely passionate about the world and yet be selfless, and become the embodiment of the impartiality of heaven, there may be a chance to transcend this world in the future.

Duan Yu smiled helplessly and said, "I wish I could be more ordinary..." He shook his head, his expression became serious, and he bowed and asked, "Master, my mother said that I am not my father's son. When I asked her the reason, she said she dared not reveal the reason. My mother saw that I was depressed every day, and said that if you want to know the inside story, you can come to ask Master..."

Wang Yi looked at Duan Yanqing in surprise and asked, "Have you met him?"

Duan Yanqing nodded slightly, with a complicated expression on his face, "I've seen it... and I'm relieved." Thinking of Ye Dao Bai Feng's pleading and madness, he felt complicated in his heart.

"Hmm..." Wang Yi pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Duan Zhengchun is a playboy. He has affairs with women everywhere and has left many children. He has owed many debts of love. Your mother is the daughter of the chieftain of the Baiyi tribe. How could she tolerate Duan Zhengchun's temper? Out of resentment and anger, she went crazy that night..."

Duan Yu's face showed a complex expression of joy, embarrassment and many other emotions. He felt mixed emotions in his heart and didn't know what to say. After a long silence, he asked with a stiff upper lip: "Who is my biological father?"

"It's me." Duan Yanqing subconsciously straightened his chest and looked at Duan Yu with pride in his eyes.

"You!" Duan Yu turned around suddenly and cried out subconsciously. Duan Yanqing, the Crown Prince of Yanqing, the commander of the Jinyiwei of the Song Dynasty, a notorious villain, was actually his biological father?
"What? I'm not worthy?" Duan Yanqing frowned and asked bluntly. Since the other party asked, it was not a violation of the agreement with Dao Baifeng. Such an excellent son must be recognized, otherwise, wouldn't it be a bargain for Duan Zhengchun, the waste?

Ye Erniang was cut into pieces and died, Yue Laosan was beheaded, Yun Zhonghe was humiliated and died after his reincarnation... He is the only one left among the four evil men. He is not afraid of death and is ready to die. Now that he knows that he has offspring, he is naturally less afraid of death.

Duan Yu shrank his head and forced a smile, "No... I dare not..."

Duan Yanqing was secretly pleased. He snorted and saluted Wang Yi, saying, "Master, I still need to rush to the Song-Liao battlefield. I'll take my leave now."

Wang Yi nodded and said, "The symbols of the monarchy of each country need to be collected. They will be of great use to me."

"Yes." Duan Yanqing responded in a deep voice, glanced at Duan Yu, turned around and left with steady steps.

"This is your reward." Wang Yi placed a bottle of Rebirth Pills on Duan Yu's desk. After Duan Yu accepted it, he smiled and said, "For the next three years, you will practice with me in this Sutra Pavilion... If you cannot become one of the strongest, don't blame me for breaking up the relationship..."

He also has a favorite woman in his heart, so he will not forcefully interfere with the emotional entanglement between Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan. Whether the marriage can be successful depends entirely on their own choices. Just let nature take its course.

Duan Yu's old face turned red, and he responded awkwardly. He straightened his expression, bowed and clasped his fists, and said, "Master, I shouldn't have the audacity to ask again, but since the Buddhist disciple Xu Zhu asked for something before his death, I still want to plead for the Buddhist sect."

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, stood up and said calmly: "Follow me."

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, followed Wang Yi with a puzzled look on his face, and walked downstairs.

Soon, the two arrived at the library on the eighth floor.

"Meet the Saint Yi..."

"A true man's blessings are boundless..."

When the Confucian and Taoist priests who were busy at their desks saw Wang Yi coming, they immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"No need to be so polite." Wang Yi waved his hand and led Duan Yu towards the depths of the library.

The two of them came and stood in front of the bookshelf that contained facts about Japanese history.

Wang Yi casually pulled out a thick book and handed it to Duan Yu: "This book is the Record of Buddhas and Demons in the World. It records the deeds of Buddhism in Japan. Take a look first..."

"Buddha and Demon..." Duan Yu frowned as he took it and quietly flipped through it. Soon his expression changed, and he looked up in astonishment and asked, "Is everything written here true?"

Wang Yi raised his lips in a sarcastic arc: "Every page of history is engraved with the birth and change of power, and behind it are always blood and barbarity. Japan, the holy land of Buddhism in the eyes of the world, is a huge Buddhist country on earth. It is not the boundless influence of Buddhism, but the result of countless corpses."

"The Buddhist sect is very ambitious. If given the chance, they will definitely build the next immortal Buddhist kingdom on the land of Central Plains... This is due to the irreversible nature of human beings... The transformation between Buddha and devil is just a matter of a thought."

After saying this, he could not help but sneer. Even if Xu Zhu succeeded in his journey to the west, he would not give Buddhism too much of a chance. Buddhism and Japan were birds of a feather. Letting the two fight and consume each other on a small island in Japan, and eventually disappearing in the torrent of history, this was the best punishment for both.

He has been secretly guiding the current situation in Japan. In order to ensure the final direction of the two, he has laid countless hidden chess pieces, and he has put a lot of thought and effort into this.

Duan Yu frowned and lowered his head to continue flipping through "Records of Buddhas and Demons Saving the World". The more he flipped through the pages, the uglier his expression became.

Massacre, abuse of power, keeping the people ignorant, suppression by force... How can these be done by a monk?
The wicked put on monk robes and shaved their heads to become Buddhists, becoming the best of the best and enjoying countless privileges. But the common people had no chance to rise up and could only become tenants and domestic slaves of the Buddhists, living a miserable life.

If the records in the book are true, how can this be called a Buddhist holy land? It is more like a demonic country!
Wang Yi looked at the books on the bookshelf and said calmly, "Buddhism originated in India and was considered a state religion in India. But after several cycles of prosperity and decline, it eventually declined. This is very telling."

"The great sea of ​​suffering theory of primitive Buddhism, great greed and obsession, the three-life cause and effect and the six realms of reincarnation, negativity, greed, obsession, deception... the harm involved cannot be fully described in a few words."

When Wang Yi said this, he patted Duan Yu on the shoulder and said lightly: "Finish reading the books on this bookshelf. If you still have confusion, you can go to Japan for a trip." After that, he put his hands behind his back and walked away slowly with steady steps.

Duan Yu nodded silently, took the "Record of Buddha and Demon's Conquest of the World" and walked to the desk not far away, sat down, and began to read it carefully.

……

half year later.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Wang Yi sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes slightly closed, his mind focused and he quietly overlooked the changes in his body.

Under the guidance of the mind, everything in the spiritual space is dissipating, and all power returns to its source, returning to the original dead silence and nothingness.

At the same time, the source of energy condensed and took shape, starting from the heart, and began to penetrate the meridians and acupoints along the way. With the meridians as the shape and the acupoints as the basis, it wove a complex web that resembled the starry sky and the human figure.

hum!
The net shook, and inexplicable Dao essence emanated. The acupoints in the body shone like thousands of stars, flickering in different light and dark. The large and small hidden acupoints each emitted a wisp of mysterious Qi, which gently merged into the source energy net.

As the Qi was integrated, the source energy net changed, its strength increased, its spirituality condensed, and its form changed. Under the nourishment of the Qi, the invisible source energy gradually turned into the visible source energy.

Countless source energy threads penetrate through layers of void and pour into the spiritual space. Millions of threads intertwine and spread, filling every inch of void layer by layer.

Ong!
The spiritual space shook, and the layers of web threads began to collapse. The spiritual power emerged from the void, and began to blend and collapse along with thousands of threads.

As time went by, a white light spot gradually intertwined and took shape. The light spot sank in the middle of the space, with a sincere and vast aura of unity lingering around it.

"Spirit, energy, and spirit, mind, momentum, and intention, all become one, and the foundation of the Tao is established..."

Wang Yi murmured in his mind, and his words echoed throughout the dead and empty spiritual space, like the sound of Tao, like the sound of heaven.

As soon as he finished speaking, the light spot shook, and an unparalleled suction force burst out, and began to frantically absorb all the power in his body.

Internal Qi seeds, Yuan Jing seeds, Shenhun seeds, Qi seeds of the heart, Qi seeds of the liver, Qi seeds of the spleen, Qi seeds of the lungs, Qi seeds of the kidneys...

From the outside, Wang Yi's hair was graying, his skin was wrinkling, his body was hunched... Time seemed to have sped up a hundred times, and he was aging visibly to the naked eye.

"Yin and Yang have not changed, the vastness of the void is without light or form, without form or name, silent and formless, it is chaos, it is too easy..."

"From nothing comes existence, from chaos comes birth, from nothing comes existence, the Tao gives rise to all things, thus forming the heaven and earth..."

"With the heart carrying the Tao, one can perform the heaven and earth, perform all laws, and also derive all Taos..."

boom!
The light spot suddenly exploded, the sound was so loud that it was silent, and the elephant was so big that it was invisible!
Yuan Jing is Yang, Shenhun is Yin, the internal Qi is balanced, and the source energy is bound. Wang Yi's perception of Tao, his understanding of heaven and earth, and the wisdom he has accumulated... everything is blending, colliding, and merging, and endless changes are generated, and mysterious power is derived.

The dead silence and nothingness of the spiritual space was broken, and an illusory world gradually took shape. In this world, mountains, rivers, plants, insects, fish, the sun, the moon, and the stars all appeared one by one, as if it were a real independent world.

As the world took shape, the rich essence of life flowed along the source of energy, through every inch of the body's flesh, blood, tendons and bones. Wherever it passed, vitality was rejuvenated, chronic diseases were cleared, and the flesh, blood, tendons and bones were transformed. This was a change of rebirth.

As the changes continued, his physical strength increased rapidly, from 50,000 jin... 60,000 jin... until it reached a terrifying 100,000 jin, and then the growth stopped.

His face gradually became younger without him noticing, his wrinkles quietly faded away, his dry hair turned black and shiny, and he exuded a lively and unified aura, making him look more smart and natural.

Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes and laughed softly with a cheerful look on his face: "The heart is the world, the Tao is the universe, the Tao is the basis of the universe, good, great good!"

Crack... As his body trembled, the vast divine will shook the void, ripples appeared, and dark cracks appeared, like thousands of black lightning, and terrifying aura emanated from the cracks.

"Breaking the void?... Is it not the right time yet..."

Wang Yi chuckled and murmured softly. With a thought, all his strength was restrained, making him look like a mortal who had never practiced cultivation. The void cracks around him also disappeared.

[Tree owner: Wang Yi]

[Cultivation: Refining the Spirit and Returning to the Void, Initial Stage (Three Stars)]

[Strength: 100,000 jin]

[Daoist Method: Great Dream to Save the Gods, Deification of the Holy Embryo (1 Star)]

[Void Dao Body: 0.2%]

[Magic power: hiding, hiding fate, hiding the secrets of heaven. (One star)]

【Kung Fu: Daoyan Heart Sutra】

[Origin: 420,000 points]

[Yan Dao Hall: can perform various wonderful methods (one star)]

[Origin Conversion: Can transform all things in the world (one star)]

[True Spirit Projection: Can enter the heavens and myriad worlds (one star)]

[Nine Palaces of Nothingness: Palace of the Way of Performance]

Wang Yi looked at the brand new panel and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He secluded himself for half a year, using the power of the Yandao Hall and combining it with his own wisdom, he integrated the inner qi martial arts, qi and blood martial arts, and spiritual martial arts into a new practice system, a practice system that belonged to him alone.

Daoyan Heart Sutra takes the heart as its foundation, carries everything within itself, and is a unity of all things. The bigger the heart is, the bigger the world will be.

Use your heart to carry the Tao, to interpret the heaven and earth, to interpret all things, to derive all Taos... all the great power is contained in your heart!
(End of this chapter)