The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 287

"Nirvana Heart Method", born out of Shaolin's "Nirvana Sutra", is also a superior fire-based heart method.

From bottom to top, it is divided into three realms of dharmakaya, prajna, and liberation.

The dharmakaya state is not disturbed by the five poisons of greed, anger, ignorance, slowness and doubt.

Prajna state, the five senses are twice as sensitive as ordinary people, the consciousness is clear, and the insight is subtle.

The Liberation Realm is the essence of "Nirvana Mind Method". The Dharmakaya Realm and the Prajna Realm focus on self-cultivation and mind cultivation, filled with qi and blood, and exuberant energy, all paving the way for the advancement of the Liberation Realm.

The first level of the state of liberation is to rely on nirvana, which can transform the inner breath into the flames of the fire and phoenix, which can be attached to every move and style, injuring the enemy by burning the meridians and burning the veins.

The second level is Nirvana without Remaining Reliance, which can bring out the five senses to the extreme. The sound within a radius of five feet cannot escape the eyes and ears, and the heart is not afraid. The moves contain the breath of fire and phoenix transformed from blood essence. The enemy will be disturbed by the fire poison, or die from the fire poison attacking the heart, or die from the consumption of essence and blood.

The third level is Nirvana without a place to live, which can be replaced by the essence and blood in the body for a while. The upper limit of cultivation is comparable to the skill of the two mental methods.

In the past, Fengliuzi used this technique to become one of the strong ones, and even among the four gods of the gods.

Breaking through at a deeper level is the fourth stage of pure self-nature Nirvana, referred to as Nirvana state, and also the tenth stage of the "Nirvana Heart Method", which can restore one's own body at the cost of exhausting all powers. life.

At that time, Merry Zi relied on the method of the golden cicada in the Nirvana state to remove his name from the book of life and death of Lord Yan, so that he could survive until he was rescued by Lin Langju's people.

From the seventh level of "Nirvana Heart Method", that is, after entering the state of liberation, each level of practice is several times more difficult and dangerous than the previous level. He, who enjoys comfort and ease, only re-cultivated the Nirvana mentality back to the seventh level of Nirvana with Yuyi.

Even so, the romantic man who has fully understood the "Nirvana Heart Method" is also familiar with the essence of burning essence and blood to forcibly improve his cultivation. At this moment, he is crazily burning essence and blood to forcibly raise his power to the peak .

In the blink of an eye, the few ripples on Merry's temples have been smoothed away, and his originally deep eyes ignited with unstoppable vigor, as if he was 20 years younger, returning to the year when he was full of anger and domineering.

Jiang Yichen also noticed that Fengliuzi's aura was getting stronger and stronger, so before the figure arrived, several sharp sword auras greeted Fengliuzi and intervened.

How could he know that Fengliuzi did not dodge for a while, and those sword qi passed through him without causing any damage, as if Fengliuzi was an illusory existence.

Deceitful step?phantom?

Jiang Yichen could only think that this was some kind of superb movement of the romantic, because he was sure that the romantic was going away from him.

Jiang Yichen tried again to throw a bone-cracking sword.

With a single swing, what flew out were two swirling sword auras. The sword aura cast off so fast that ordinary people couldn't dodge it, they had to kneel down.

Naturally, Fengliuzi is not an ordinary person, two sword qi roared past his lower body again, he was still standing steadily, holding the jade flute lightly with both hands one after the other, with his thin lips resting on it, already To play.

Jiang Yichen was sure that his eyes were flawless, but he still couldn't see how Fengliuzi dodged his sword aura.

Time waits for no one, he has no time to think about it, he can only bully Fengliuzi as soon as possible, and cut his life with the sword in his hand.

Yes, as long as he can get within three feet of the Merry Man, it means that the Merry Man has no chance of surviving. Three feet is exactly the length of the piano sword, plus the length of his arm, the edge of his sword is already It can completely cover the retreat of the romantic, and it can also pierce the neck of the romantic, and penetrate the heart of the romantic.

But now, the distance of three feet seems so far away.

Jiang Yichen frowned slightly. Among these opponents, the one he couldn't see clearly was the Merry Man. The others had already demonstrated their abilities in the past two days, and the Merry Man always had a sick posture from the beginning to the end. He invited the Ji brothers and Shen Bian to take the lead, and the green camphor butterfly and phoenix who followed him guarded him. How many cards does the romantic have, and how capable the old Suzaku god in the temple of the gods is? In other words, it is completely unknown.

The sound of the flute gradually sounded, and under Jiang Yichen's various disturbances, Merry still blew the jade flute.

After all, blowing the flute is no better than playing the qin, the playing the qin cannot move freely, but the blowing the flute can play wherever you go.

The sound of the flute came to Jiang Yichen's ears, but Jiang Yichen seemed unaware of it, and he performed the Meteor Stance again, not to hurt the enemy, but to get close.

Jiang Yichen castrated extremely quickly, but the romantic retreated even faster.

No matter how fast Jiang Yichen's footwork was, Merry Man was always a beat or two faster than him.

Gradually, Jiang Yichen found that Merry Man was farther away from him, and that Merry Man's figure became more ethereal.

As time went by, Jiang Yichen seemed to hear the words in the sound of the flute, the cry in the sound of the flute...

Life is fleeting, life is so unlucky, how can you forget when you wander low?

Remember that when the embroidered couch is free, it blows red rain, carves a curved place, and leans against the setting sun together.

The dream is so hard to keep, the poem can't be continued, and won a deeper cry.

The remains were there, but Ling Biao turned around and did not allow to look at it.

Re-finding the vast expanse of blue sky, expected to have short hair, there must be frost in the morning.

In the world and in the sky, the mortal relationship is not broken, spring flowers and autumn leaves, touch the thread and return the wound.

If you want to make plans, you will be shocked and shaken, and Xun Yi's fragrance will be reduced.

It's really helpless, the sound of Qian's voice is raining, and the ileum is composed.

After listening to the lyrics in the song, Jiang Yichen could no longer see the romantic figure.

He found that the sky seemed to be dark, so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

The conversations of people outside the house could be heard faintly.

outside? !

Jiang Yichen was shocked!

Open your eyes.

It turned out that he had closed his eyes just now and was lying on the bed.

The furnishings in the room are simple, with a bed and a person outside, a window and a door leading to the outside room.

The curtains block the view outside the window, but there is no light at all, it seems to be at night.

It's been a long time since I wake up in a daze, but I don't know where I am, right?

Jiang Yichen smiled wryly, and was about to sit up.

It's just that when I first thought of this, I found that I couldn't lift a bit of strength, and then my whole body was in agony as if my heart was being eaten by thousands of ants.

The most painful thing was his cheeks, as if someone poured hot water on his face, scalding the flesh on his face, and then tore off the skin with one hand!

Jiang Yichen lost his voice for a moment, and couldn't even wail at all.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of refreshing coolness all over the body, as if the mother's hands were caressing the child who had been whipped to pieces, and the heart-piercing pain slowly faded away.

Jiang Yichen, who was sweating profusely, finally calmed down from the pain and gradually recovered his even breathing. He also heard the voices of the people outside the house, but they were also the last voices, because one of them had already said goodbye.

"The troublesome medicine is old, I'll go to see the old man."

Is this Uncle Nangong's voice?

He was talking to Yao Lao?

Is he going to find the old man?

For some reason, Yao Lao didn't speak to him, but Nangong Yan had already opened the door and left.

Unable to move, Jiang Yichen desperately pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside the house, however, the house had become completely silent.

After a long while, the clinking of bottles and cans could be heard sporadically, even Yao Lao's footsteps could not be heard.

The door opened again, and the cold wind blew in the sound of pattering rain.

It turned out that it was raining outside.

Rainy night, pain, Yao Lao, Uncle Nangong...

Jiang Yichen never forgot this scene, but he didn't dare to think about it. This was the night when he returned to Xishan Island three years ago, and it was also the day when he saw the dead body on Xishan Island and Yinniang died in front of his eyes.

Just when Jiang Yichen was about to fall into the vortex of pain again, a sound from outside the house interrupted his thoughts.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

Someone was walking into the house.

The steps were heavy and out of order, as if he had been seriously injured.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

The footsteps were much closer to the room, and seemed to be coming towards the room.

Isn't Yao Lao in the outside room?

Didn't he come to find Yao Lao to heal his wounds?

Why did Yao Lao ignore him?

Why is he coming into the room?

he?

No, it was her, an old woman with gray temples!

With the dim light coming from outside the house, Jiang Yichen could see the old woman's face clearly, and this old woman was indeed Huo Yinniang!

　Note: The xiao song played by Merry Zi is Nalan Rongruo's "Qinyuanchun Dingsi Before Double Ninth Festival"

　　

　

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