Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 64 Enlightenment
The Sword God snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you practice the 'Turtle's Breath Dafa'?"

Situ Kuang said: "I have practiced well, but I didn't follow into the Supreme Heaven. Otherwise, except for the old man, no one here just now would be alive, not even your sword god!"

After hearing his wild words, the sword god didn't take it seriously, and said: "Even if you have entered the supreme way of heaven, so what? With a big machete in my hand, this old man is not afraid of you! Come on, Situ Kuang, it wasn't you who died today!" It's my death, let's see each other!"

It turns out that Sword God has already felt the fluctuation of inner energy at this time, and the energy is also a sign of releasing energy with the acceleration of the heartbeat. Fortunately, he silently recited a passage in the Sutra of Washing the Marrow in his heart, "Calmness is in the first period, and it will never exceed In this period, the heart is empty and the body is self-contained, and you can do whatever you want." Only then did the bad omen subtly subside.But the sword god knew that if he was delaying, he would not be able to control his internal strength later, and he might be defeated by Situ Kuang, and the final result would be death by the other party's hands.

Dao Shen's mind sank, his mind was completely clear, and his eyes shot out a soft light, so that outsiders could not see that he possessed peerless martial arts.Sword God's left hand slowly approached his right hand together, he wanted to hold the knife with both hands and send out a powerful blow.Situ Kuang still raised his hands horizontally, and when he saw the movement of the sword god, his expression couldn't help but change. He sneered and said, "Will you see the winner with one move? Okay, I will do as you wish!" With his hands above his head, There were bursts of breath of death, blowing in front of the sword god.

The God of Swords seemed to ignore everything except his knife. His left hand moved, only five inches away from the handle of the knife. Suddenly, a breath of death swept towards his slowly moving left hand. The God of Swords snorted coldly. With a sound, ten wisps of finger wind popped out like lightning, and the sound of piercing the sky was as hard as sword energy.The sword god's left hand moved another inch in an instant, and it was still four inches away from the handle of the knife.

Situ Kuang saw that he didn't stop the Sword God, his complexion changed slightly, and suddenly turned gray, as if covered with a breath of death, Situ Kuang's right hand flashed suddenly, shooting out dozens of death breaths, Swallowing and entangled with each other, like a gust of wind spit out by a dragon, sweeping across a width of two feet, it rolled towards the sword god.The sword god was still staring at the handle of his knife tightly, and moved his left hand forward another inch.

Seeing the death-breathing gust of wind blowing in, there was no way for the sword god to hide. When the sword god rolled his eyes, a strange light suddenly shot out from his pupils. What kind of light is this? Few people have such a light!In this ray of light, there are three parts of domineering, three parts of peace, three parts of loneliness, and one part of kindness.The domineering spirit is the true portrayal of the sword god himself, the peaceful spirit is the result of practicing Shaolin marrow washing scriptures in the past two years, and the lonely spirit is the kind of loneliness that the sword god cannot find a match in the sword technique. Kindness is his attitude towards life under the influence of Fang Jianming. In fact, this is also the look in the eyes of every kind-hearted person.

Sword God's body trembled, and then again, and when it shook for the third time, Sword God's left hand was already tightly joined with his right hand, holding the machete that had served him through ups and downs for more than 100 years. hand.This was the first time that the sword god used a knife with both hands, and the machete seemed to feel the spirit of the sword god who looked at death as if it were home, and groaned softly, secretly agreeing with the sword god.

At the same time, the sword god also felt the cheerful sound of the machete, and shouted in his heart: "Machete, you finally resonate with me today, I have been waiting for you for more than 100 years!" The deadly wind that swept across his body had no effect on him.The sword god struck out with lightning, and shouted "Qingcheng, one sword!"

The person was rolled down from the sky like a tornado, the blade light exploded, and hundreds of blades were shot out, with a force of hundreds of millions of catties, they smashed fiercely at the top of Situ Kuang's head.Situ Kuang's face was already covered with ashes, and no one could see what he was thinking. Seeing that the machete was about to hit Situ Kuang's head, Situ Kuang rolled his eyes and shot a look of death. He stopped breathing, and turned into a dead person in an instant, a dead person who did not breathe and caused people to be in a state of no breathing!

Situ Kuang clasped his raised hands together, and there was a soft "pop", and the breath of death gathered within two feet of his body at a square speed. An inch away, a cloud of dark gray air gushes out from the palm and touches the blade unexpectedly.The knife god's machete is not moving forward by half a point.

All of a sudden, the sword god let out a deep snort, and he pushed forward a distance of eight feet, pushing Situ Kuang and breaking four towering trees. Amidst the cracking of the trees, Situ Kuang yelled loudly, his whole body The bulging muscles seemed to add another three points, pushing the Dao Shen who was in mid-air back to their original position.

The two of them were at each other's throats, when Dao Shen's face suddenly changed, and he felt an ominous thought slipping through his brain, almost in no particular order, his dantian generated a surge of internal force and ran wildly in his body, Dao Shen opened his mouth and let out a "wow" , spit out a mouthful of blood, sprinkled on Situ Kuang's head, Situ Kuang saw an opportunity, how could he let this opportunity go, and he didn't care about the blood on his head, the No. 12 layer "Turtle Breath Dafa" Breathe the world" sent out with all its might.

The dark gray airflow gushing from his fingertips suddenly changed from mist to solid, along the blade of the machete, and hit the arms of the sword god. Amid Situ Kuang's wild laughter, the sword god The one was sent flying fifteen feet away, and seven big trees were broken. In an instant, half of the black hair on the sword god's head turned white, and he fell to the ground motionless. holding his machete.

Situ Kuang was very confident in his move. If the Sword God was hit, unless he was a Daluo Immortal or an indestructible King Kong, there would only be death, and Situ Kuang would not see whether the Sword God died. No more, while laughing up to the sky, the shorts around his waist and crotch turned into a pair of shredded pieces, flowing down his thighs. Now he is truly naked and has become a veritable savage.With a wild laugh, he flew into the sky, reaching a height of twelve feet, and yelled: "Demon Cult, Dugu moves the sky, the old man is here, I will kill all the members of your Demon Cult!"

As soon as the word "Guang" fell, his people were already several miles away.

The sky slowly darkened, and the sword god's man lay quietly on the ground, still motionless, a breeze came, gently stroking the body of the sword god, stroking the undamaged or damaged The big tree seems to be gently persuading them not to panic, everything is an illusion, life and death are just a kind of reincarnation.

The sword god's fingers suddenly moved lightly, and the white hair on his head slowly turned black again. At this time, a clear air flow suddenly rose from the sword god's breath machine, slowly moving along the sword god's body. Slowly, the function of Shaolin Marrow Washing Sutra finally appeared.

A series of words flashed in the mind of the sword god, "The bright one wakes up alone, and the dark night cultivates... The snail horns are vast, and the eyes are nasumi... Everything is created by the heart, but the refining god is quiet..."

"Everything is created with the heart, but the gods are refined... everything is created with the heart, but the gods are silent... everything is created with the heart, but the gods are silent... By the way, the old man is connected, the knife is me, I It is the sword, the sword and man are one, the man and the sword are one, the sword in the hand is like a man in the sword, the sword and the man are just illusions, the real way of the supreme realm is 'refining the gods and emptiness'!"

The man of the sword god stood up slowly, with the long black hair fluttering in the wind, he stood there quietly like a god!
A gust of wind blew by, and countless leaves floated down and landed on the shoulder of the Sword God. The Sword God flicked a leaf on his shoulder, and suddenly sent out a super strong energy, which split in front of him and behind him. Opened a long and thick avenue, whether it is towering trees, vines, or rocks, under the domineering vigor, they are all vulnerable to a blow like tofu.

Sword God looked at the night sky with his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking!
Fang Jianming lay quietly on the grass alone, breathing the fresh air and feeling his heart beating slightly.Everything is so beautiful, everything is so interesting.Here there is no dispute, no sorrow, no fighting in the martial arts, and no annoying pursuit.

Here was the Valley of the Nameless, a valley without a name that often appeared in his dreams.The valley is not divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter. Every day is spring. There is a bright sun in the daytime and a soft moon at night. They are all comparing, because they are opening up, the grass is green and green, looking from a distance, it is like laying a thick carpet on the ground.

All kinds of wild animals play freely in the woods, in the small rivers, and in the valleys. They are not afraid of being disturbed by humans. The strange thing is that although some of them look terrible, scary or huge, their habits are Herbivores never fight each other, let alone kill each other. Who doesn't like this kind of place, and who can refuse it?
Fang Jianming gently opened his eyes, stood up slowly, stretched his waist, raised his head to the sky and let out a loud cry, the valley finally cheered up amidst the loud cry, a group of flying birds chirped, Flying and circling in the sky, it seems that they are showing their graceful dancing posture to Fang Jianming.Fang Jianming stretched out his body and displayed the "eight changes of unicorn" he had learned from the unicorn mouse. Immediately, phantoms appeared on the grass like lightning, which happened to be the shadows of eight Fang Jianmings, and he But the real body jumped up to the branch of a big tree, tiptoed, like a bird, jumping continuously in the woods, walking back and forth on every tree in a short while.

Fang Jianming folded his body and walked out of the woods. He stepped on the small river with his toes, and the water only reached three centimeters of the ground of his shoes. With a sound, water sprayed everywhere, and with the strength of this force, Fang Jianming turned his body together, turned five somersaults in the air, and reached a hillside in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)