Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 214 Pilgrimage
Finally, he took a deep look at Han Yixi, and told Yedi to take good care of Han Yixi.

Dai Wu followed the passage dug by Sangxi, all the way down, and walked out of the snow-capped mountain.

The path is full of precious items such as gems and gold, as well as various books on martial arts practice, but Dai Wu doesn't even read them.

At the entrance of the cave, the stone tablet with the word "forbidden place" is still there, but the situation outside makes Dai Wu stunned.

The former villages have disappeared, there is no smoke from the kitchen, and there are no fields between the mountains and fields.

Those villagers are gone, and the entire small plain has become a piece of wasteland, with mountains and rocks everywhere, deep pits filled, poisonous insects lingering, trees in ruins, and various breaths left. It is obvious that this place has been beaten into scorched earth after a war!

The only thing that exists is Sansi's thatched hut, where several people meditate.

The small thatched hut is crowded with people, and there is no space at all, because the spiritual energy inside is abundant, far fresher than the outside air, which is of great benefit to the body and has a miraculous effect on cultivation.

Looking at the scene outside, Dai Wu felt sad, it was a perfect paradise, these people just moved this place into scorched earth in order to satisfy their selfish desires, and he didn't know whether those villagers were killed or driven away.

Thinking of this, Dai Wu had an idea in his heart, destroy this channel and let you fight!
You treat mortals like ants and make labor and management unhappy, and labor and management treat you like ants and kill you!

Thoughts arose, Dai Wu's anger flared up, he didn't care about it, the Gang Qi was condensed in his hand, like a sharp sword, he stepped out of the cave with one step, and shot towards the entrance of the cave with vigor.

There was an extremely powerful column of air aimed at the hut, and the experts inside were vaporized before they could react.

In the eyes of the world, these people are absolute masters, admirable existences, and strong contenders for the king of the Northwest, but in Dai Wu's eyes, the ants are already ashamed, and they are all ashes!
Immediately thereafter, a world-shattering power appeared, the air column shot towards the foot of the mountain, the whole mountain seemed to be shaking, the rocks were collapsing, and huge boulders rolled down.

Dai Wu's vigor penetrated into the cave, and the rocks fell like tofu, crashing down, flattening half of the mountain wall, the rocks rolled down, and dust covered the small plain.

When the power of destroying the world dissipated, not to mention the caves, even the small plains disappeared.

The scene in front of Dai Wu is already full of rubble, the plain has become a part of the foot of the mountain, and the passage dug by Sangxi is completely blocked by the collapsed rocks and no longer exists.

Dai Wu stood quietly for a while, and from then on, the grievances between him and Sangxi were truly settled.

But he owes the people of the Northwest a peaceful and prosperous age.

However, Dai Wu only knew that belief was related to luck, but he couldn't figure out how to play it. Maybe without Sancy, the Potala Palace could return to its true leadership position, which could be regarded as rectifying the chaos.

Dispersing Shura's real body, Dai Wu seriously looked at the sun in the sky. The sun in the plateau area has strong ultraviolet rays. It is very appropriate to describe it as a day of panic and majesty, but Dai Wu can open his eyes to the sun, and his heart is gradually filled with full of light.

From this moment on, Dai Wu is no longer a superior Arhat, he is just an ordinary person, for the belief in his heart, for strengthening his belief, and for sharpening his indestructible mind.

Start the pilgrimage!
I saw Dai Wu walking forward with three steps and one knock, the shoes on his feet had been taken off.

Stand upright first, but he does not put his hands together like a Buddhist, but pinches a magical seal, holds it high above his head, then takes a step, continues to pinch the seal with both hands, takes another step, the seal falls on his chest, and takes a third step. When walking, move your hands away from your chest, parallel to the ground, bend your palms down, touch the ground with your knees first, then bend your whole body, and lightly tap your forehead on the ground.

Stand up again and start over again.

The smooth Chinese tunic suit is of good quality, but as Dai Wu kowtowed, the mud stuck to his body, and the whole body was covered with dust. In just a few hours, the knees of the trousers were worn out, and the delicate skin on the soles of Dai Wu's feet had been sanded. The stone pierced through and began to bleed, and the entire sole of the foot was covered with blood blisters.

Ordinary people suffer from this kind of suffering, how can they persevere? Every step they take is painful like a needle prick. Every time they kneel, the muscles of the whole body are in severe pain. The knees were even more bloody, and I couldn't bear to look directly at them.

It was only three hours of worship, but after kneeling for more than ten miles, Dai Wu couldn't bear the physical and mental torture, and began to retreat in his heart, implying to himself, a dignified arhat, why should he suffer such suffering, I can break through without kneeling Erguo Si Tuohan, just go to see the silk script written by the sage Confucius himself!
But then he turned his head to look at the towering snow mountain, Dai Wu seemed to feel that Han Yixi was looking at him, hoping that her lover would rescue her back.

Dai Wu's thought of giving up was immediately suppressed.

Only by forging an unshakable and solid King Kong mind can he have the opportunity to cultivate into the Arhat of the Four Realms and save Han Yixi.

Not only for Han Yixi, but also for his own heart of seeking Tao, if he wants to live forever, if he wants to live forever, he must first have a heart like a great wall, there is nothing to urge!

Dai Wu gritted his teeth and continued to worship. Every time he knelt down, the pain in his body became more intense, but his heart became calmer, and his eyes became more pious. He doesn't believe in religion, he only believes in himself, kneels only in himself, and only seeks self-detachment .

In fact, since he made up his mind to worship, Dai Wu had already been saved when he knelt down for the first time. This worship, he has sincerity to himself, which is very important. shortcut!
It's like a bus full of people, a white-haired old man gets on, and you are sitting in the seat next to the old man. You want to give up your seat, thinking of respecting the old and caring for the young, but you just can't stand up!
Because you will think about it, the road is still so far, why should I stand when there are seats, and there are so many people around, why do I give up my seat, someone will always give up.

As a result, the old man stood all the way, and when you get off the bus, you will regret not giving up your seat in the car.

At that time, I wanted to give up my seat, but the thought that was about to come out did not make your body move. You didn’t move a little bit on the seat. You lacked a little courage and a little sincerity to yourself. Your mind and body were not in harmony, and you couldn’t be sincere. Treat yourself!

Dai Wu crossed mountains and ridges, knocking at three steps, suffering tormented him, but the self-image in his heart began to stand up, and gradually became fuller and more connotative.

This image always looks at Dai Wu calmly, and every time Dai Wu kneels down, his heart becomes more respectful.

When he worshiped, he did not worship Buddha or immortals, but only worshiped himself, and only wanted to see if his own heart contained wisdom, love, devotion and sincerity!
(End of this chapter)