Seeing the prostrate Demon Sect walking, Yu Liancheng looked slightly strange.
Just now he was fighting life and death, but now he suddenly wants to become a disciple. He couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "I obviously didn't beat my brain. Why is this kid's brain broken?"
"Mr. Yu, please accept me as your disciple."
Tang said again, his voice solemn.
The reason why he did this was indeed after careful consideration.
The Demon Sect was founded by a great priest of light thousands of years ago and believed in Hades.
Because the Demon Sect's cultivation method is to absorb the energy of heaven and earth into the body, and the Great Priest of Light established a sect on his own, which was tantamount to betraying the Xiling Temple, the Xiling Temple has been uniting with other countries to vigorously suppress the Demon Sect.
Under the pressure of Xiling, the Demon Sect was gradually weakening. Later, for some unknown reason, Ke Haoran broke into the Demon Sect's mountain gate and bloodbathed the entire Demon Sect, killing and injuring all the senior officials.
Coupled with the disappearance of the sect leader Lin Wu, the entire Demon Sect almost existed in name only.
Nowadays, the only prominent figures in the entire Demon Sect are Tang and his sister Tang Xiaotang.
Tang desperately wanted to strengthen the Demon Sect.
This was also the reason why he took the initiative to find Yulian City to see if he could draw this unknown master into the Demon Sect.
After a previous fight, he clearly realized the other party's unfathomable cultivation.
Especially Yu Liancheng's first punch, it was an unimaginably vast force. Violent, tyrannical, and full of explosive power.
In this punch, there is no trace of mental power or fluctuation of heaven and earth energy, it is purely physical power.
This power is so powerful and perfect that there is no sense of imbalance and is perfectly controlled by the other party.
This surprised Tang very much. Among the various sects of cultivation, only the Demon Sect can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for cultivation. The reason why the Demon Sect's cultivation method is not recognized by the cultivation world is not only blasphemous to Haotian, but also because the vitality of heaven and earth is violent and disordered. If the vitality of heaven and earth is sucked into the body, it is very likely to explode and die.
If the Demonic Sect's techniques were allowed to spread throughout the world, I'm afraid that many people would die unexpectedly.
Even a master of the Demon Sect like Tang, who knew his destiny, was in danger of going too far and becoming a demon.
If he can learn from the other party and perfectly control his own power, then Tang is confident that he can enter the "Heavenly Demon Realm". Once he enters the fifth realm, he will have more hope of revitalizing the Demon Sect.
"Idiot." Yu Liancheng cursed.
Tang lowered his head deeply and said with sincerity in his tone: "Mr. Yu, I really want to become your teacher."
Hearing the sincerity in his tone, Yu Liancheng became a little more interested: "I remember that you are a disciple of Lin Wu, the leader of the Demon Sect."
"The sect master has disappeared for many years, and his life and death are unknown. And in our Demon Sect, we can worship many masters." Tang Dao: "If it doesn't work out, I can switch to your sect."
"But I don't want to accept a disciple." Yu Liancheng shook his head, then turned and left: "Especially as a one-armed man, taking him out will affect his image too much."
Tang Wei was startled, his figure flickered, and he threw himself in front of Yu Liancheng again: "Mr. Yu, your cultivation is astonishing, and you always need to find a successor. Absorbing the vitality of the world and tempering the body is the authentic magic sect. This martial art has been abandoned by the world, and I am a walking demon sect, so I am your best choice as a disciple."
"I told you I won't accept any disciples."
Yu Liancheng thought for a moment and softened his words a little: "But the world says that I am a member of the Demon Sect, and you are so pious, so I can leave a little bit of love behind you and teach you a unique skill."
Tang showed a hint of joy.
Yu Liancheng looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "Haotian is a big world, and the human body is a small world. Every acupuncture point and meridian is a treasure, and there is a sleeping god living in it. What I want to teach you This technique is to find the treasure in your body and awaken the gods. This technique is called the 'Yuan Level Demonic Body'."
After saying that, he tapped Tang's eyebrows with one finger.
Boom!
Tang's sea of consciousness surged with waves.
A pure spiritual thought, carrying an unknown amount of information, crashed into his sea of consciousness.
"You can pass on this 'Yuan Level Demonic Body' to Huangren, but I am just creating this technique. As for how much you can comprehend and what effect it can exert, it depends on you."
This 'Yuan Level Demon Body' was created by Yu Liancheng a few breaths ago based on the 'Yuan Level Maha' and 'World Destroying Demon Body'. With his current level of cultivation and his vast accumulation of skills, it would be extremely easy to create a skill.
After passing on the power, before Tang could recover, Yu Liancheng looked at Ye Su with a smile on his lips: "Ye Su, do you really believe in Haotian?"
After a short rest, Ye Su looked pale, but at least he had some strength to speak, and sneered: "Do you think that a few words can shake my faith in Haotian?!"
"You have traveled around the world for more than ten years, but if I am not wrong, the places you visited were either prosperous and wealthy, or famous for their great swamps. Maybe you have seen the sky and the earth, but you have not seen all living beings or yourself."
Yu Liancheng shook his head, waved his sleeves, and unleashed a burst of energy, sealing Ye Su's snow mountain air sea. At the same time, another book floated in front of Ye Su.
Ye Su was very familiar with this book. He had read it many times in Zhishou.
——Tianshu Shazijuan.
"Go and travel around the world again. When you see all sentient beings, you also see yourself. The seals of the snow mountains, air and sea will naturally be unlocked. Then you can open the scroll of the Book of Heaven..."
The people of Yulian City had gone further, and their voices became more and more ethereal, as if coming from outside the sky, and gradually became inaudible.
"Ye Su, I have high expectations for you, higher than many people, so you must not disappoint me..."
Tang gradually came back to his senses, and the joy on his face especially faded. He kowtowed three times in the direction of Yu Liancheng's departure, patted Ye Su's shoulder again, and turned to leave.
Ye Su's Snow Mountain Qi Sea was sealed, and he was no different from an ordinary person. He looked at the sand scroll in his hand, thinking about what Yu Liancheng had said to him, and fell into deep thought for a moment.
On the other side, Yu Liancheng returned to the town and met Mo Shanshan and Tmall Girl. After playing for half an hour, the crowds gradually became sparse and they returned to the inn.
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The next day.
The carriage headed up the mountain road.
The cicadas kept coming along the way, perhaps at the end of their lives, and the sound of cicadas seemed to carry a sense of indifference and freedom.
"Master Qishan is the most respected person in Buddhism. He has been in seclusion for many years. If we can meet him this time, it will be a worthwhile trip."
In the carriage, Mo Shanshan's indifferent expression contained a hint of reverence.
The Yulan Festival will only start in a few days, and a group of people from Yulian City went up the mountain to pay a visit to the eminent monk called Master Qishan.
Master Qishan is one of the tallest people in Lanke Temple and even in the entire spiritual world. It is even said that he is half a generation senior than the headmaster of Xiling. Except for the academy, most practitioners in the world have to be disciples in front of him. present.
There are rumors in the spiritual community that Master Qishan is the illegitimate son of the first preacher of the previous generation a hundred years ago. Of course, no one dares to ask him for confirmation, or even mention it. The rumors can only be rumors.
What really makes Master Qishan respected by the spiritual world is not only because of his seniority or life experience, but also because of his noble virtue.
Decades ago, there was a terrible flood. The river overflowed, the waves surged into the sky, and the fertile fields were submerged.
Master Qishan first took the food and medicine accumulated by Lanke Temple to provide disaster relief, and then even dragged his seriously ill body to stop in front of the dike that was about to collapse. He persisted day and night to protect the most important vast hectares of fertile land in the Southern Jin Dynasty.
From then on, Master Qishan became famous all over the world. However, he also paid a heavy price for this. After decades of hard training, he had almost reached the astonishing level of cultivation above the fifth realm. From then on, the situation deteriorated day by day, and he never returned to his peak state. Such a pure Buddhist sage can indeed win the respect of anyone.
The black carriage stopped in front of the mountain road.
Yu Liancheng looked at the looming temples in the mountains and forests, and listened to Mo Shanshan's story about Master Qishan, feeling indifferent.
Buddhism in this world is deformed, and the filth in it is more serious than any Buddhist world in the past.
If we investigate the reason, in Yu Liancheng's opinion, it is because the Buddha enslaved millions of serfs, so that the monks in the Xuankong Temple looked at the serfs like ants since childhood, and had a condescending attitude toward the entire family. To be able to produce a true master like Qishan is to be regarded as untainted by the mud.
Several people got off the carriage, and a young monk slowly walked up the mountain road. The monk had a dark complexion and a calm and calm expression. He walked to the carriage and said respectfully: "I have seen Mr. Yu in Guanhai."
They also met with Mo Shanshan and Tmall Girl respectively.
This is the Monk Guanhai who went to Mogan Mountain to personally deliver the Yulian Festival invitation to Yulian City.
Monk Guanhai has no specific position in the temple, but because he is a close disciple of Master Qishan, he has a very high seniority.
"Take us to see your master." Yu Liancheng said.
"Please, Master has been waiting for a long time." The bell sounded slowly, and the sea-watching monk led the way.
The mountain road is quiet, the tall trees beside the road are still wet, and some footprints can be vaguely seen on the gentle road.
Soon, a group of people from Yulian City met the legendary Master Qishan at the foot of a giant Buddha in the back mountain.
In autumn, Master Qishan had already put on thick cotton monk clothes, showing that he was extremely afraid of the cold. Wearing such thick clothes, he doesn't look bloated. You can imagine how thin he is underneath his body. Moreover, looking at his long yellowish eyebrows and his tired eyes, it is obvious that he is sick, or has been sick.
During the flood that year, the master spent a lot of effort cultivating himself in order to save the people of the world. This disease has also lingered on him for decades. It seems that no matter when he passes away, it will not be a surprise.
"Master, you are not in good health. Why did you come out? Be careful of catching a cold." Monk Guanhai hurriedly stepped forward and supported Master Qishan.
Master Qishan shook his head with a smile, and looked at Yu Liancheng with soft eyes: "When guests come from afar, the host should come to welcome the guests. And I am very happy to be able to see the grace of the heroes of this world."
Mo Shanshan and Tmall Girl quickly saluted with respectful expressions.
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly: "I heard that there were three games of chess in Washan. It didn't matter that I didn't play the first two games, but in the last game, my hands were itchy. I wonder if Master Qishan can teach me?"
Master Qishan smiled and said, "There is nothing you can't do."
Later, with the support of Monk Guanhai, Master Qishan walked to the pergola next to the stone flat and sat down next to a chessboard.
Yu Liancheng randomly dropped a sunspot and touched the smooth chessboard with his fingers. It seemed to be no different from an ordinary chessboard, but he felt a mighty Buddha spirit from the chessboard, and...a world...
Master Qishan's white piece fell, but his smile remained gentle: "In addition to sir, there have been four other people who have played this game on this chessboard in the past few decades."
Yuliancheng asked: "Who is there?"
Master Qishan smiled and said: "Master, Mr. Ke, Guanzhu, Liansheng."
"Really?" Yu Liancheng pondered for a moment, then dropped a sunspot: "I want this chessboard."
Master Qishan was not surprised and said with a slight smile: "This chessboard was left by the Buddha and plays an important role in Buddhism."
Yuliancheng said: "I heard from Monk Guanhai that Master Qishan once said that 'Buddha is in the West' and asked him to go west to search for it."
Master Qishan nodded.
Yulian Cheng said: "What does 'Buddha in the West' mean?"
"After Guanhai returned to the temple, I told the old monk that Mr. Yu's two inferences about 'Buddha is in the West' are very Zen. Even the old monk felt that he had benefited a lot." Master Qishan put down a white stone, Sighing: "But 'Buddha is in the West' is 'Buddha is in the West', that is its literal meaning."
"Since I stopped the flood, my cultivation has been declining, and my body is worse than that of ordinary people. But that day, on a whim, the old monk used the remaining cultivation to activate the Buddhist 'Sky Eye' and looked to the west. I saw He is a human Buddha. He is solemn, solemn, majestic, and full of majesty, but also full of compassion, so he allowed the young disciple to go all the way to the west."
"Then look again now, where is the Buddha?" Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, and the Tathagata's thirty-two phases were in harmony with his mind.
Come and try it quickly. 】
boom!
Mo Shanshan and the others only felt that Yu Liancheng had a grand meaning, but they didn't feel much else.
But in front of Master Qishan, I felt like a sacred Buddha had descended into the world. I couldn't help but my eyes turned red and tears filled my eyes. He did not let Monk Guanhai support him, but stood up with force, chanted the Buddha's name, bowed and paid homage, and said in an almost trembling tone: "Xiao Seng Qishan, welcome me to the Holy Buddha to come to Wa Mountain."
Yu Liancheng glanced at Master Qishan and said calmly: "Your time is coming."
"Being, staying and destroying emptiness, life and death have destiny."
Master Qishan said respectfully.
In order to stop the flood, Master Qishan was seriously injured and did not recover for many years.
More than two months ago, the 'Celestial Eye' was forcibly activated and the last bit of life force was exhausted.
The reason why I can still hold on for a while is just to see the "Buddha of the West".
But now, the Buddha is not in the west, but in front of us.
"I saw your wish." Yu Liancheng looked at Master Qishan and said indifferently: "Under the Xuankong Temple, there are millions of serfs. All living beings are saved by mercy. You are wrong, but you cannot continue to be wrong."
A smile emerged from the corner of Master Qishan's mouth, he bowed to Yulian City again, turned his head slightly, looked in the direction of Xuankong Temple, and sighed again.
The bells ring slowly, and the sound of cicadas gradually stops.
On the chessboard, the entangled black and white stones were smashed into pieces.
"Master, he has passed away."
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