Fu Shifeng

Chapter 176

Boom!
Deep in the dense jungle, a loud noise accompanied by vibrations was heard.The crown of the tree swayed, as if a burst of green waves had stirred up.The birds were frightened and flew away from the branches.

Then Cheng Sanwu flew out upside down, and his back hit a tree trunk with a diameter of more than ten feet. The violent impact broke the giant tree in half. With a snapping sound, the giant tree overturned and fell. Large amounts of smoke and dust were raised.

The sharp light shot up into the sky, splitting the smoke into two parts. Cheng Sanwu stood on the broken tree trunk, holding the Great Summer Dragon Bird, and his whole body was filled with thunder and fire, like a god descending to earth.

In front of Cheng Sanwu, there was a messy and chaotic battlefield. The ground shook slightly, and a huge beast from ancient times, comparable to a towering fortress, slowly approached.

It has nine heads, is ferocious and terrifying, has a body like a snake, has horns on its head, looks like a dragon, and has scarlet scales all over its body.The bloody mouth is densely covered with fangs, and venom seeps and drips from between the teeth, as if salivating from the corners of the mouth.

Once the venom hits the ground, it will cause all the surrounding vegetation to rot, accumulate into a small pool, and then spread into a smelly swamp.

Cheng Sanwu was as insignificant as an ant in front of these nine great evils, and the poisonous smoke raised by just meandering forward could envelope him.

Facing the surging poisonous smoke, Cheng Sanwu turned over and slashed. The sword light came out with thunder and fire, easily tearing out a huge hole. Then he stepped on the ground, and in a flash, he appeared under the dragon's neck.

The sword burst out with a dazzling light. Before Cheng Sanwu could see Cheng Sanwu's movements clearly, the sword's light came straight out from behind the dragon's neck. The dragon's head, which was like a hill, was cut straight down, fell into the poisonous lake, and rose up. Turbid waves.

If the power of this sword were to be used in the real world, I am afraid that an entire village would be swept into ruins.

One of the nine evil heads was cut off, and they were shocked and furious. The other eight heads opened their big mouths, and spit out water, fire, wind, thunder, acid, poison, smoke, and miasma. Cheng Sanwu was about to be wiped out!
"A useless trick!"

Cheng Sanwu shouted in a deep voice, turned over in the air, moved the world with his palms, and swallowed all the wastes with his energy. In an instant, he activated all the phenomena in the world, gathered into a huge force, poured out, and destroyed the encirclement in one fell swoop.

The nine great evils could not bear such power. The remaining eight dragon heads seemed to have been smashed by gourds and exploded one after another. The broken blood and stains rained down, and the long snake body fell down.

After flying to the ground, Cheng Sanwu stood on a mound. After the death of the nine murderers, they turned into a large poisonous swamp, swallowing up the dense jungle in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Sanwu felt no joy in defeating a powerful enemy.In the vast poisonous swamp, a big beast with a sheep's face and body, tiger's teeth and sharp claws, and black hair slowly stood up. It was poisonous enough to corrode all living things, and even its hair could not be damaged.

Cheng Sanwu frowned slightly, as if he felt something. He turned his head and looked to one side. The poisonous lake turned into a plain. Suddenly, he saw thousands of people kneeling down in awe towards the sheep-faced beast. Their costumes were similar to ancient times.

The leading priest shouted hoarsely, opened his arms, and told the sheep-faced villain that his tribe had been exiled and came to this wild land in the south to resist the evil spirit.In order to survive in the dangerous landscape, the priest and his people are willing to be loyal to the evil from now on.

Seeing the priest himself taking out a sharp bone blade, with a fanatical look on his face, he did not hesitate to cut open his chest and abdomen, take out his hot heart, and offer it to the sheep-faced villain.

Seeing this, Cheng Sanwu felt a trance, his position changed, and he merged with the sheep-faced evil, facing the priest who was loyal to him.

"Jinyun clan?"

But Cheng Sanwu's mind broke free in an instant. He looked at the group of mortals who were the first to follow Da Xi, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

Seeing that thousands of mortals were gradually being dyed into the appearance of gluttonous beasts with sheep's hooves and black fur, Cheng Sanwu held up the Great Xia Dragon Bird and swept the area like a tide with his sword, cutting them all into pieces, and the ancient scene in front of him was restored to the black sky. shade.

Standing on the gray wilderness again, Cheng Sanwu showed no expression, while Taotie applauded and laughed:
"It seems that the dominatrix and the others have helped a lot outside, making you more comfortable in handling it."

There is no age in the sea of ​​consciousness. Ever since Cheng Sanwu was severely injured by Liu Xuantong's punch and fell into coma, his mind has been stuck in the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Cheng Sanwu's sea of ​​consciousness is not a good place to stay quiet and cultivate his soul. It is a never-ending battlefield. In order to ensure that he will not be swallowed up by gluttony, Cheng Sanwu must do his best to fight against it.

This experience itself is a torture with no end in sight.

At the beginning of his serious injury and coma, Cheng Sanwu faced the continuous siege of gluttonous beasts. He was at a disadvantage and could only fight and retreat.

And as Afu helped him straighten out his meridians and qi with the method of dual cultivation, Cheng Sanwu also regained the balance in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The ancient scene that Taotie changed just now is exactly what happened to the Jinyun family in the past.This tribe, which was exiled to the south, was about to be destroyed when faced with the siege of a group of demons led by Chi Mei.By chance, they met Taotie.

To be precise, there was no name for Taotie at that time.The Jinyun family was endowed with the power of great evil, and were able to defeat the Chi Mei demons that surged in waves and breathed poisonous fire, thus carving out a home in the wild south. They even relied on the power of great evil to counterattack northward, and were gradually named The name Taotie is known for its fierce power.

"That's it." Cheng Sanwu looked up at the black clouds in the sky and seemed to have some enlightenment.

"Oh? What did you think of?" Taotie, who looked exactly like him, asked curiously.

"I understand why Mr. Wen had such a whim and chose to transform Taotie into a human being." Cheng Sanwu looked at his other self: "When you met the Jinyun family, there was no right or wrong. On the surface, you infected them. You became a dependent, but you were also transformed by them."

Taotie was holding his chin with great interest, but after hearing this, he paused and did not answer.

"Sometimes I can't help but think about what a great ancient villain like you is thinking in his heart when he looks at the chaotic and uncertain world." Cheng Sanwu clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Now I gradually understand. You don’t think about anything, because your heart is empty, and even the desire itself is given after contact with mortals.”

Taotie's face was slightly cold. It was the first time Cheng Sanwu saw him in such a lively manner and he smiled and said: "Master Wen may have glimpsed clues from the history books and found that you are becoming more and more human-like, so he followed suit... I Is that right?"

"Are you just making a wild guess?" Taotie asked noncommittally.

"The Wuluohu whose head I crushed was not a human being." Cheng Sanwu said: "The moment I crushed his head, I seemed to see the mountains in the distance, standing quietly between heaven and earth. I couldn't help but feel Think about it, if mountains and rivers have spirits, must they become humans?

"I can sense Wuluohu's hatred for mortals. He doesn't want mountains and rivers to be destroyed. This kind of thinking... is just like ordinary people don't want their body, hair and skin to be damaged. Wuluohu is originally psychic because of people, even The thoughts of trying to protect oneself and resisting revenge are also influenced by mortals."

Taotie said, "Do you think I can take advantage of this opportunity when you say this?" "If you really had no flaws, you wouldn't ask this question." Cheng Sanwu replied calmly: "You have selfish interests and thoughts. You are aware that this is not entirely due to Master Wen, but is caused by the influence of the human world over thousands of years."

Taotie, who had always laughed and cursed and had an unpredictable nature, fell into silence at this moment, and black shadows hovered over the wilderness, as if a storm was coming.

"You're scared." Cheng Sanwu looked directly at Taotie, like a mirror, and returned his original words.

The black cloud surged like a frenzied tide, changing unpredictably, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in Taotie's eyes. Cheng Sanwu chuckled upon seeing this, waved his knife with his backhand, and escaped into the other side's small world, without entangled with the other party.

……

Weeping willows lined the bank, and the green wind caught the eye. Cheng Sanwu walked along the river. Looking around, he saw vast fields stretching into the distance, with several farmhouses dotted among them, feeling peaceful and peaceful.

Since cultivating the Yanfeng Kung Fu body, Cheng Sanwu has been able to carve out an independent place in the sea of ​​consciousness. He can exclude Taotie from being disturbed by it, and can give himself a moment of peace.

But as Taotie said, the separation between Cheng Sanwu and Taotie was not without cost.Especially the immortality of the Taotie half will continue to dissipate and eventually be completely reduced to nothing.

Therefore, for Cheng Sanwu, when he practices martial arts, he does not necessarily become stronger. It can only be said that he becomes more and more like a human being, rather than an ancient evil in human skin.

Strolling along the bank of the weeping willow river, Cheng Sanwu came to a farmyard. The thatched house looked ordinary on the surface, but when he pushed the door open and entered, the space suddenly became larger, and the universe and Xumi mustard seeds were hidden inside.

There are no ordinary farm furnishings in the house. Instead, there are rows of bookcases, and the shelves are full of them.He casually took out a few volumes and opened them. There were both Chinese and foreign characters in them.

"It seems that there are many gods in your hometown." Cheng Sanwu turned the pages of the book and looked at the portraits of the gods that looked like murals, only sideways, and muttered: "Although they have human bodies, none of them have the heads of dogs or cats. It’s a snake with a bird’s head… you actually have a falcon there?”

Passing through the rows of bookcases, An Quti was writing at his desk. When he saw Cheng Sanwu arriving, he quickly stopped writing and stood up, as cautious as a government clerk seeing a superior official.

"Actually, when the villain was studying, no one had worshiped these gods, and they were all regarded as pagan evil gods." An Quti explained helplessly: "That is, the funeral sect where the villain came from still retains some relics. But they no longer answer mortal prayers."

"Then it seems that many of your spells rely on calling names and directing mana. If the corresponding gods don't respond, how are the spells used?" Cheng Sanwu looked at the book, his expression was not like that of a rude martial artist. .

Anquti replied: "This... From the villain's point of view, when many spells in the Central Plains are cast, names and orders must be called, but there may not necessarily be corresponding gods."

Cheng Sanwu raised his eyes and glanced, and An Quti shrank his head in fear, fearing that he had said the wrong thing.

"Then tell me, how did you do it?" Cheng Sanwu threw the book on the case casually, waved his hand, and an armchair appeared out of thin air beside him, and he sat down.

"I'm afraid a villain's bad opinions will lead to deviance." Ancuti was still a little scared.

"I don't have so many rules here." Cheng Sanwu didn't care.

An Quti nodded slightly, and then began to talk: "Actually, the villain feels that the real function of calling names is not to induce various gods, but to regulate the mind in order to think. If there are corresponding ghosts and gods, then of course it is It can summon and drive people. But if it doesn’t, it doesn’t actually matter. It can also attract the energy of heaven and earth.”

"How could it be okay?" Cheng Sanwu frowned slightly.

Anquti thought for a while and said: "The villain traveled to the Central Plains and studied various classics. I still remember the saying in the Book of Changes - 'Unpredictable Yin and Yang are called gods'."

"This seems to be different from the gods that the world believes in." Cheng Sanwu questioned.

"On the contrary, I think it's the same thing." An Quti suddenly became serious: "I didn't think about it elsewhere at that time. When I came to the Central Plains and saw the teachings of the saints, I suddenly understood it. The so-called unpredictable Yin and Yang, God's It is clear that this is the secret of the ghosts and gods in the world.

Confucianism says it respects ghosts and gods and keeps them at a distance, but in my opinion, the Confucian sages had a thorough understanding of ghosts and gods.They have seen it through, and they have seen it too clearly. It would be bad if they were no longer respectful. "

Cheng Sanwu didn't understand: "What's wrong with this? Now that you know everything about ghosts and gods, you still have to pretend to be respectful. Isn't this hypocritical?"

An Quti's face became a little embarrassed: "That's what the villain thought at the time, and he felt at ease to use Zoroastrianism to cause trouble, but what was the result?"

Cheng Sanwu was speechless for a moment, and Anquti continued: "In the eyes of villains, the so-called gods are the way for people to get along with all things. When mortals live near the river, they must not only obtain water for use, but also prevent floods, so the river Gods may be good gods who bless the people, or they may be evil gods who bring disaster. As for whether there is such a ghost or god, it is not important.

"Therefore, the fundamental thing to respect ghosts and gods is to revere the heaven and earth and examine oneself. Don't try to be superior to all things because of your short-sightedness. This is not only a way to get along with the heaven and earth and all things, but it is also a way to not search too much and cause the Qi to be out of order. Maintain your own self-cultivation method, do not indulge in material desires, and always restrain yourself and reflect on yourself.

"The saints use Shinto to teach, but they use the disasters of heaven and earth and the monsters of nature to show their deeds to move people who do evil things and make them punish themselves. When wise people understand this principle, there is no need to say more. Middle and lower Fools believe in the auspicious things of monsters and are afraid of ghosts and gods causing harm to their bodies, so they dare not act rashly.

"This is the reason why we should respect ghosts and gods and keep them at a distance. If we have no respect, wanton indulgence, and can't even see our own situation clearly, wouldn't we be asking for death?"

Cheng Sanwu looked at An Quti and thought that this guy had gone through life and death, his temperament had changed drastically, and he had changed from his arrogance before to becoming full of sage knowledge, which made him feel very strange.

"You know a lot about the culture of the Central Plains..." Cheng Sanwu looked at the bookcase: "But I think that outside of the Central Plains, there are also many things."

"To be honest, the villain's journey along the way has undoubtedly been the most prosperous in the Central Plains." An Quti said bluntly: "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have the insights I have today."

"Since you know so much, what do you think of the Taotie outside?" Cheng Sanwu asked.

Ancuti thought for a moment and then asked: "Honorable Sir, are you planning to destroy him?"

(End of this chapter)