Fu Shifeng

Chapter 297 The Sacred Heart Illuminates the World

Cheng Sanwu plowed hundreds of feet of ravines on the ground and was covered in green smoke. Yan Jin burned his clothes full of holes. It was the first time since he arrived in Xiaoxiang that he was so embarrassed. It reminded him of the time he faced Gu Lianshan. war.

In terms of strength alone, Cheng Sanwu is now confident that if he faces Gu Lianshan again, he can definitely defeat him in one fell swoop. The Invisible Divine Edge is sharper than Caiyun's swordsmanship. Even if Gu Lianshan is an innate expert, he cannot withstand the intensive slashes of the Invisible Divine Edge.

But the thundering mandrill we met today was even more powerful than Gu Lianshan, and its movement speed was unprecedented. I am afraid that only An Quti's advanced magic that allowed him to achieve divine speed could be a few points faster.

Not to mention the close-fitting thunder chisel in one hand, even the innate physique may not be able to withstand it. If it were Gu Lianshan who took this blow, his heart would probably break into eight petals on the spot.

But Cheng Sanwu's heart only stopped beating for a few breaths. The true energy in his dantian rose upwards and the spiritual consciousness of the Purple Palace illuminated downwards. In this way, the true fire was rekindled, making his heart beat again and activating the vitality of his whole body.

But before Cheng Sanwu could take a moment to catch his breath, the thundering mandrill was already screaming and approaching again, hammering and hammering, and thundering continuously.

Cheng Sanwu turned over and jumped up, waving the Hundred Refined Magic Sword casually. Thunder and lightning passed along the horizontal blade and entered his body, making every part of his limbs tingle and numb.

"not enough!"

Cheng Sanwu shouted loudly, and slashed down with his sword. As if he was predicting the future, the blade of the sword directly hit the thunder chisel, blocking the thundering mandrill who was trying to attack again.

"This is not enough!!"

Accompanied by the shouts, the flames surged wildly, and the thundering mandrill was burned by the tongues of flames. It screamed in pain and retreated hastily.

But he saw three fire dragons condensed by the flames, chasing after him with a long dragon roar. The mandrill hurriedly hit the iron chisel, causing thunder to smash the fire dragon.

"I thought you were so powerful." As soon as the flames dissipated, Cheng Sanwu tore his upper body clothes to pieces, showing off his majestic physique without any reservation: "You are just a monkey who relies on the speed of your body skills. Once burned by the fire, you will instantly die. Show your true form.”

The thundering mandrill bared its teeth. It was not strong physically, and the flame stream of the sword was enough to hurt it, but only if it could be hurt.

"Come on." Cheng Sanwu shook his head: "Just stretch your muscles and bones, lest people say I bullied you because you just escaped from the seal and your hands and feet are not flexible."

The thundering mandrill couldn't tolerate such provocation. He opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar. Thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, and he transformed into dozens of bodies. At the same time, he swung his hammer and chisel from all directions, causing thunder to strike down.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Sanwu's Yuan Yun Gong, hundreds of pulses flowing with fire, his body movements suddenly accelerated, and he avoided half of the lightning strikes one after another. Although the other half hit, they were unable to shake Cheng Sanwu even an inch. Instead, it was like throwing fire into the fire, which greatly increased the intensity of the fire. .

It was like a dragon flying through the nine heavens, unstoppable, and its many clones were fragile and destroyed in an instant.

The thundering mandrill was frightened and angry, and fluttered its wings into the air, intending to fly to a high altitude before diving.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Sanwu stepped on the fire cloud and also flew up, laughing loudly and chasing after him.

When masters compete, the competition is not only about martial arts moves, but also about state of mind and will.

If one of the parties is fearful and cowardly, they will immediately show off their skills and fall into a disadvantage in the critical battle where success or failure is unpredictable.

It can even be said that compared to the physical body, the mentality of an innate master is much firmer and purer.

But at this time, the Thundering Mandrill was afraid. It was precisely because it knew people's affairs and knew the interests and dangers that it did not dare to risk a head-on fight with Cheng Sanwu. As long as there was even the slightest danger, it would not be willing to attack closely again.

"Hey hey hey! Don't run away!"

In the Maling Mountains, two figures, one behind the other, were roaring with wind and thunder, and fierce sparks were running. Cheng Sanwu chased while shouting: "If you only have this ability, then I will be so disappointed!"

The Thundering Mandrill may not know much Mandarin, but it heard Cheng Sanwu's provocations and taunts clearly, and different thoughts in its mind were competing with each other to weigh the pros and cons.

"It seems that you have become timid and fearful after being sealed for all these years?" Cheng Sanwu kept taunting: "Weak, too weak! How can a guy like you be qualified to summon thunder and lightning? The sky has no eyes, and it's just a matter of course. Take care of these cowardly people!"

The thundering mandrill understood it completely this time. The two rows of sharp teeth were grinding together. It couldn't bear it any more. It flapped its wings, doubled its speed, and with a trace of electric light behind it, it was several miles away in the blink of an eye, soaring straight into the sky.

"Damn, this is really fast." Although Cheng Sanwu cursed, he had to admire the speed of this winged monkey.

I saw the thundering mandrill rising straight into the sky, its wings flapping wildly, dark clouds surging all over the sky, violent thunder, and the thunder illuminated the mountains and fields a purple-green color, enough to make all living beings tremble and all spirits bow their heads.

Faced with such a powerful force, Cheng Sanwu advanced instead of retreating, with flames all over his body gushing out, and he waved the magic sword angrily. He saw the light of the sword extending continuously, and in the blink of an eye it reached a hundred feet, like a blade that split the sky, sweeping out!

"die!!!"

At this time, I heard the thundering mandrill uttering human words, with a furious expression, its wings spread wide, attracting thunder, the hand holding the mallet raised high, and it struck down with a force that was overwhelming the sky!

No one can control the power of thunder. Even if the light of a hundred-foot sword is huge, it will inevitably break into pieces.

Seeing this, the thundering mandrill laughed loudly and regained his confidence. He struck hard with the hammer and chisel in his hand, and thunder poured down from the sky, crashing down on the mountains and countryside. The sound was so powerful that the trees in the Maling water overturned and the stream churned.

Just when the thundering mandrill was about to show off his power and make his opponent surrender, he discovered that Cheng Sanwu was not visible in his field of vision, and there was no trace of him in the light of the shattered sword.

Fearing that his opponent would repeat his old tricks, the Thundering Mandrill acted decisively and struck with hammers and chisels. The thunder in the clouds trembled wildly, and the lightning as thick as palace beams was densely woven like a net, blocking itself from all directions and eliminating any possibility of sneak attacks.

However, this move restricted the thunderous mandrill to move and dodge. The originally shattered Baizhang sword light rolled back for no reason and turned into countless sword lights that counterattacked and flew away from the eyes of the thunder grid.

The thundering mandrill did not expect that the enemy could have such a hand. It instinctively flapped its wings and continued to fly into the sky, passing through the thick clouds.

But when it felt the sunlight above the clouds, an extraordinary scorching heat enveloped its head.

Turning around and looking up, he was shocked to see the real fire all over Cheng Sanwu's body, shining with the sun. The boundless light and heat made the Thundering Mandrill's eyes sting.

The flames of light that focused in an instant were no slower than thunder and lightning. It only illuminated for a moment. The thundering mandrill's hair burst into flames, its fleshy wings were burned, and it screamed and fell downwards.

Today, although Cheng Sanwu has not yet truly entered the innate realm, he can already use his own energy to attract the power of heaven and earth for his own use. Even the most ordinary sunshine can be transformed into a majestic force that breaks through dark clouds and haze. .

The flames of light shone brightly, the thunder clouds dissipated, and the thundering mandrill burst into flames and fell towards the ground. But it did not lose consciousness and fainted. It struggled wildly in mid-air, its wings caused the strong wind to extinguish the flames, and passed over the treetops on the ground, hurriedly avoiding the power of the flames. Standing in the sky, Cheng Sanwu was not in a hurry to pursue. He didn't even pay attention to the thundering mandrill. Instead, he looked at Chenzhou City in the distance and the vast five ridges that stretched to the end of the sky.

Mu Xiangling's previous words made Cheng Sanwu vaguely enlightened. But unlike Mu Xiangling, he had never had the experience of observing the evolution of the world over a long period of time.

Now, looking at the majestic mountains and rivers, in the lofty and grand vision, we can vaguely glimpse the changes from the prehistoric times to the human world. The words and deeds of all spiritual beings inside and outside the city can be seen at this moment——

Farmers working in the fields, blacksmiths hammering tools, scholars holding scrolls and chanting, vendors hawking on the streets, children playing in the alleys, hunched old people, pregnant women screaming in labor, dying patients...

What Cheng Sanwu saw was far more than that, the crops and trees growing slowly on the ground, the snakes, insects, rats and ants coming out of caves, the silent rocks, the endless flowing rivers, the mountains and rivers. They appear in front of us in successive sizes.

With such vast and complex things pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness, even those who have been practicing meditation for a long time and are proficient in meditation may be overwhelmed. Even if you can hold on for a moment, you will fall into unextricable chaos over time.

Perhaps only those extraordinary and saintly people, who are almost enlightened, can transcend and see without wavering.

"Something's not right."

Su Shaodan on the ground saw Cheng Sanwu standing in the sky. The fire clouds under his feet disappeared without a trace, and they were completely fixed in the sky without any support. The thundering mandrill even retreated far away early and hid in a forest to take a breather.

"Jun Zhaoyang has achieved enlightenment and entered the realm?" Su Shaodan was greatly surprised.

"Walking in the sky and establishing the emptiness is an achievement that can only be achieved by a Taoist immortal." Mu Xiangling said: "What Taoist cultivators seek, no matter which family or method, is to ascend to immortality. Mortals have a dull body and soul. Concentrating your thoughts and concentrating on your spirit, taking food to refine your energy and forging your form, you will finally rise easily."

Su Shaodan often listened to Mu Xiaojun teach various magical methods in Yunmeng Pavilion, and he naturally understood: "Before reaching the realm of immortality and Taoism, if a Taoist cultivator wants to fly in the sky, he must have something to rely on. Or he can fly on a flying boat. , or step on the clouds and control the wind. But walking in the sky and standing in the void like this... Could it be that Lord Zhaoyang will realize the immortal way?"

"Cheng Sanwu is not a person who studies Taoism and cultivates immortality." Mu Xiangling said.

"It's really not the same." Su Shaodan's tone was a little subtle: "Ms. Xiangling, don't blame me for talking too much. On the contrary, I think he is somewhat similar to you."

"They are all transformed by mountains and rivers?" Mu Xiangling was not surprised.

"Yes, but Cheng Sanwu's temperament is profound and unpredictable. He is not as pure and undivided as Madam Xiangling." Mr. Su said.

Mu Xiangling smiled and said, "It's not entirely wrong to say that he was transformed from this world."

Su Shaodan was astonished and could not express his words: "Is this... born on earth? Is there really such a person in the world?"

"You said it yourself." Mu Xiangling said innocently as always, "You are born to be successful, just like a human being."

"I really don't understand." Su Shaodan said bluntly.

"Today's Cheng Sanwu is a man among men - the heaven and earth coexist with me, all things are prepared by me, all phenomena are stored in the palace, and Qi connects the world." Mu Xiangling raised his hand and tapped his chin gently: "It's not so much. It would be better to say that he is a Taoist immortal, but Cheng Sanwu is more like a saint respected by Confucian scholars."

When Su Shaodan heard this, he felt even more incredible: "Saint? How is this possible?"

"The body of the asked saint, the embryo of the emperor's blood, and then burned by the saint of the East China Sea, this result can be said to be natural." Mu Xiangling knew everything about Fu Shifeng in detail.

While the two were talking, the thundering mandrill in the distance also recovered slightly. He suppressed his panic and looked up at Cheng Sanwu standing in the sky. It doesn't see any profound realm, it just feels full of anger and hatred.

Ever since the Thunder Mandrill was born, it has been rampant and unscrupulous, defeating many powerful enemies. Even though it was later suppressed by Shen Ji's seal, the two did not have a fierce confrontation. The thundering mandrill was lured into the trap set by the opponent in advance. His keen perception greatly increased the effectiveness of the illusion, so he fell into a dream.

The long seal did not diminish the violence and ferocity of the thundering mandrill. After it broke out of the seal, it vowed to go on a killing spree and brutally brutalize everyone who tried to stop it.

As a result, before the Thundering Mandrill could kill him, Cheng Sanwu gave it a blow on the head. You can imagine the resentment in his heart.

The Thundering Mandrill is very intelligent. It knows very well that if it cannot defeat Cheng Sanwu here, it will not be able to succeed in the future.

As for relying on his physical skills to escape far away, the thundering mandrill would kill him as soon as he thought about it. He couldn't bear to abandon his dignity and run away in embarrassment.

Especially when facing Cheng Sanwu, he tried to escape several times. This unprecedented humiliation made him unbearable, and lightning burst out from his head, face, and seven orifices, burning the surrounding vegetation into ashes.

Cheng Sanwu naturally sensed such a drastic change in energy. He slowly lowered his head with a detached gaze.

The two are obviously far apart, just a tiny point in each other's eyes, but the Thundering Mandrill can see Cheng Sanwu's eyes clearly, as if it is the sunshine shining on the earth, as if it wants to see every inch inside and outside, making it hard to control its madness. , looking up to the sky and roaring angrily.

The wings flapped, and three tornadoes were set off on the ground, uprooting the surrounding trees. The wind was filled with thunder and lightning, just like a natural disaster.

The three whirlwinds gradually opened up, as if delineating the battlefield, including Ming Lei Mandrill and Cheng Sanwu. Only the winner could get out of this place. Thunder Mandrill's move was precisely to completely cut off his retreat and to face the enemy with all his strength.

Determined, the Thundering Mandrill aimed the iron chisel at his heart, raised his hammer and smashed it down. With a bang, the Thundering Mandrill unleashed its full potential, and the pores all over its body burst into thunderous light.

To be precise, the Thundering Mandrill dissociated from its physical body and turned itself into a ball of pure thunder and lightning essence. The original appearance of the winged monster no longer existed.

There was thunder on the ground, and a beam of lightning shot straight into the sky, threatening to tear the powerful enemy into pieces.

But Cheng Sanwu seemed to turn a blind eye to this, and did not see any movement from him. His hair, which was blown by the strong wind from all directions, suddenly calmed down, and things in front of him gradually slowed down, and even the lightning that hit him was clearly visible.

Eventually, everything in heaven and earth came to a standstill.

"You are indeed very fast." Cheng Sanwu looked at the lightning in front of him, as if he could see the thundering mandrill with his detached gaze: "But you are not fast enough."

Cheng Sanwu slowly raised his sword, and the originally stagnant world began to move again. But before the lightning could strike, invisible divine blades came out one after another, cutting off the lightning!

A series of intensive slashes from the sky to the earth came without any reason and left without a trace. There was no order at all. Everything in its path was destroyed.

The thundering mandrill seemed to be unwilling to give up. He used his last remaining strength and directed a few feet of lightning towards Cheng Sanwu's door. In the end, he was stopped by the Bailian Divine Sword that had been set up in advance.

(End of this chapter)