The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 190 Wanting to Change Qiao Feng's Fate
This little formless skill, the part about inner strength cultivation, is similar to "Nine Suns Divine Art".

But the eighth "Xin" character chapter, the whole description is completely different from the first seven.

The content described here is no longer a question of the meridians of the exercises and the trend of internal force.

It's about the highest state of formlessness, the world and all phenomena are created by people's imagination. If you want to get the Tao, you need to go to the state of formlessness and selflessness.

Feng Ji looked at the eighth cheat book, which had this passage written on it.

"If the form is born from the formless, then the heaven and the earth will live in peace? Therefore, it is said: There is Taiyi, there is Taichu, there is Taishi, and there is Taisu...The one that is pure and light is the sky, the one that is turbid and heavy is the earth, and the one that is harmonious is the man. ; Therefore, the heaven and the earth contain essence, and all things transform into life."

"This is describing the aura of the heaven and the earth, breathing out the power of the heaven and the earth, blending me with the heaven and the earth, and reaching the state of selflessness, and then you can step into the rank of no form."

Feng Ji continued to watch, the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

According to the secret book, the so-called obtaining the Tao is the combination of the heart and vitality.

"All things are against their will, and beasts don't mess with them; spirits can swim alone, bodies can move lightly, ears can hear, eyes can shine...Where in water and fire without drowning, wade through trees and stones without hindrance, touch sharp edges And there is no disability, walking in danger without falling, ... nothing can hurt, there is always no death, the spirit is calm, the ride is smooth, and there is no rebellion in the world."

The highest state of Taoism is that you will not be injured, you will not die, you can travel freely in the sky and on the earth.

"It's a good formless magic skill. If you can really practice it to this level, you're already a fairy."

The more Feng Ji looked at it, the more surprised he was. The first seven volumes of this Wuxiang Gongfa could be called "Little Wuxiang Gong".

But if it can reach the highest state in the eighth book, then this small character can be removed, it is the real formless magic skill!

The entire eighth volume tells about a top level of cultivation without self-image.

That is the realm of the Tao without form.

There is also an example here, talking about the deeds of Huqiuzi, the master of Liezi, a Taoist sage.

It is said that there is a wizard in the state of Zheng, named Ji Xian, who can know people's life and death, misfortune, fortune, and longevity by looking at the face, and can be accurate to the year, month, ten days, and day.

At that time, Liezi, who was not good at studies, also became Ji Xian's supporter, and he actually looked down on his teacher Huqiuzi.

He said to Huqiuzi: "Teacher, I thought your Taoism was the highest. Now I realize that Mr. Ji Xian's Taoism is even higher than yours."

But Huqiuzi chuckled: "I have taught you the Taoism of selflessness, formlessness, and appearance at will in the theory class, but you don't know how to use it. You are not deep in Taoism, so of course others can easily See through your true face. You go and invite Mr. Ji Xian, and I will show the changes to see if he can understand my face."

So Liezi invited Ji Xian to look at Huqiuzi.

For the first time, Huqiuzi showed the appearance of the earth, which seemed motionless and weakly alive.

Ji Xian concluded: "Your teacher is about to die. I think he looks weird, his face is like wet ashes, and he won't live for ten days."

Liezi burst into tears, thinking that his master Huqiuzi was really going to die.

But Huqiuzi just chuckled and told Ji Xian to come and see it tomorrow.

On the second day, Ji Xian came again to look at Huqiuzi. Huqiuzi showed the appearance of the transfer of heaven and earth, and it seemed that vitality had sprouted in his heels.

Ji Xian was greatly surprised, and said to Liezi: "Your teacher is so lucky to have met me! He has been saved. I saw his closed vitality sprouting."

Huqiuzi still smiled and asked him to come back tomorrow.

Looking at it for the third time, Huqiuzi showed an appearance of nothingness. Ji Xian could only see the vitality of chaos and balance, but could not see any obvious signs and symptoms.

Ji Xian didn't know that he couldn't understand Huqiuzi's face, so he said to Liezi: "Your teacher is sitting there in a trance, and I can't show him a picture. I will show him a picture when he calms down. "

The fourth time I looked at the physiognomy, Huqiuzi no longer showed his specific appearance.

He made his appearance either change with Ji Xian's appearance, or upside down with Ji Xian like grass, or change with Ji Xian like water...

Ji Xian couldn't see anything, so he ran away in a panic.

Huqiuzi said to Liezi: "The highest state of attaining the Tao is the calmness of the mind, the harmony of the spirit, the presence of the Tao without form. Yin and Yang are in the right balance, and there is no preference for victory; everything is smooth, and everything is possible."

"If you can enter the state of no form, you will not be affected by the cause and effect of the world, and you will go out of the world of mortals without entering reincarnation, and you will be able to transcend the Dao."

Feng Ji looked at the last sentence and woke up suddenly.

"Cause and effect... Isn't the luck in my body all related to cause and effect?"

Feng Ji pondered: "If luck is regarded as the transformation of cause and effect, then the realm of no form can be practiced, and the cause and effect in the world can't find an end, so naturally it can't fall on me."

"This "Wuxiang Shengong", the first seven books are still in the category of martial arts, and the eighth book has already entered the Tao. It is a Taoism that hides cause and effect."

"Huh, so the "Six Meridians Excalibur" is actually a sword technique for cutting cause and effect?"

Feng Ji couldn't help thinking of "Six Meridians Excalibur". This sword technique can be regarded as the first-rate invisible sword energy when used externally.

But cutting oneself with a sword can obliterate luck, isn't it the way to cut off cause and effect?
Feng Ji rubbed his chin: "Why are these exercises all about getting rid of cause and effect and luck?"

"This world is shrouded in luck by the eight sects of Buddhism, but people who practice the Tao don't want to be messed with by these karma, so they devote themselves to studying the method of avoiding karma?"

Feng Ji thought about it, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

Having read "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" in my previous life, some people commented that this novel is a complete tragedy.

It can be summed up in eight words, that is, 'No one is wronged, and all those who are sentimental are evil. '!
Feng Ji recalled that this "Dragon Babu" can be regarded as the work with the largest structure and the most profound artistic conception in Jin Yong's works.

Every character in this world has unresolvable misery, and every relationship here is a sinful love.

People struggle in the web woven by human nature and fate, and in the end they cannot get the results they want.

It can be said that all living beings are suffering, and all kinds of worldly things are nothingness.

"In such a world, immortal cultivators want to transcend, and there are thousands of difficulties. Only by avoiding the world and karma in the world of mortals can they walk out of the road."

"Could it be that the Xiaoyao School created this "Little Formless Art" from this?"

Feng Ji became thoughtful, so to say, no matter Li Qiushui or Jiumozhi, or Xu Zhu, Wu Yazi, in fact, they couldn't practice the Formless Realm recorded in the eighth cheat book in the end?
They are still shrouded in the evil of this world, and they cannot be detached from the karma of the world of mortals.

The three elders of Xiaoyao couldn't take a step beyond death, and they were trapped to death.

"Be sure to go to the Vulture Palace! Perhaps the pictures on the stone walls on the Vulture Palace will have the secret to unravel all this."

Feng Ji put away the "Little Formless Kung Fu" cheat book, he had already practiced "Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu", and he could basically practice the first seven books in this "Little Formless Kung Fu" at a glance.

However, it is difficult for him to practice the state of no form recorded in the eighth book. This is a state, but there is no corresponding cultivation method, so he has no way to start.

No wonder Ding Chunqiu took the seventh cheat book, but not the eighth one.

With Feng Ji's internal strength running, the boat galloped and landed quickly.

He didn't stop at all, this time he felt comprehension in the lake, he didn't know how many times the sun and moon had alternated, he was probably staying in the boat in Taihu Lake for five or six days.

There is no time to practice, and the ancients never deceived me.

On this day, Feng Ji rode his horse westward, preparing to return to Wuliang Mountain, and ordered his people to search for Misty Peak with all his strength.

It's just that after walking for only two days, when I entered a forest, I suddenly noticed a group of beggars following me.

He felt strange and slowed down.

When they entered the place where no one was around, suddenly several beggars looked at each other, and they shot at the same time, grabbing Feng Ji violently.

Feng Ji didn't move, he turned around and slapped it casually!
Boom!

The terrifying palm wind roared, and in an instant, the oppressed beggars screamed strangely, and their figures flew out.

"Ouch!"

"What kind of palm law is this?"

"What a powerful internal force, he is worthy of being a guy with the same reputation as the gang leader!"

……

Several people cried out, Feng Ji immediately grabbed one of them and asked, "You belong to the Beggar Gang? Why stop me?"

The man's eyes widened, and said: "Your Excellency is Murong Fu, right? You killed our leader Ma Dayuan, this enmity is irreconcilable, of course we will arrest you!"

Feng Ji was speechless, dropped him and said, "I'm not Murong Fu."

The man shouted: "Impossible, I saw it with my own eyes, you came from above the Taihu Lake, you are young, and your Qinggong is so good. If it's not Murong Fu, who else could it be?"

Feng Ji shook his head, ignoring the group of beggars, and turned to leave.

Suddenly I heard that person shouting: "Murong Fu, you can't run away, we have already notified Chief Qiao, and the Chief will definitely catch you!"

Feng Ji frowned: "Idiot, is it Murong Fu who is young and high in martial arts?"

Feng Ji cursed and continued on his way, not bothering to pay attention to these beggars.

Now he has no interest in the plot of Tianlong Babu, he just wants to find the way to cultivate immortality as soon as possible.

Traveling all the way in a hurry, he came to a towering city. He hadn't eaten for a few days. Although his inner strength was profound, he hadn't reached the stage of bigu.

Now I entered the city and found a restaurant.

"Shopkeeper, good wine and good food, hurry up."

"Okay, please go upstairs."

Feng Ji went upstairs, found a place near the window and sat down, looking at the bustling market below, thinking.

"No one is wronged...everything is evil..."

"All living beings have cause and effect. If you want to achieve the state of no form in the "Little Formless Skill", how can you do it?"

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a voice beside him shouting: "Shopkeeper, bring me ten catties of sorghum wine and three catties of beef!"

The voice was strong and masculine.

Feng Ji's thoughts were interrupted by him, so he couldn't help but look up, only to see a burly man sitting at the opposite table.

The man was extremely tall, with broad shoulders, and although his face was not handsome, he had a heroic look.

With a reckless air, he has the majesty of a superior in every gesture.

Feng Ji looked at him, and he also looked at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji's eyes moved slightly, seeing that there were patches on the clothes on this man's body, he immediately guessed: "Qiao Feng?"

He thought of what those Beggar Gang disciples said, it seemed that Qiao Feng had indeed come after him.

Suddenly Feng Ji's heart moved, and he thought to himself: "This Qiao Feng is one of the three main characters. This person has the most karma. Does he also have special luck?"

At that moment, Feng Ji's spiritual consciousness covered his eyes, and he looked up at the strong man.

When he saw this, his eyes froze immediately.

But he saw that there was a huge amount of good luck covering his back. That good luck wore a crown on his head, a necklace on his body, a vajra in his hand, and a white elephant with six tusks on his body.

This luck god statue has a majestic face, not angry and majestic.

After Feng Ji learned about the eight tribes from Abi and Azhu, he specifically checked the appearance of the eight tribes.

It was immediately recognizable that the appearance of Qi Yun behind Qiao Feng was the head of the Eight Tribes, Emperor Shitian of the Heavenly Congregation!

"Objectively, here comes your wine."

The waiter brought a jug of wine and beef dishes and brought them all up.

Feng Ji's jug of wine is no less than a ten-jin wine jar.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng on the opposite side couldn't help showing surprise.

He traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and he had never met anyone who could drink as much as he did.

But Feng Ji tore off the stopper of the wine jar casually, poured out the wine, and drank it in big bowls.

He has a strong physique, nearly two meters tall, a bit taller than Qiao Feng.

He was full of qi and blood, and when he had a drink in his belly, it would be dispersed and digested by the qi and blood almost instantly, so in terms of the amount of alcohol, there was no drink that could make him drunk.

Qiao Feng on the opposite side saw him bowl after bowl, drinking and eating the meat on the table.

After half a cup of tea, it was like wind and clouds, and half of the dishes on the table had already entered the stomach.

Qiao Feng couldn't help being shocked, and said to himself: "What a guy."

At this time, the ten catties of sorghum wine he asked for arrived, but he tore off the seal and drank it to his heart's content.

The wine was poured into his mouth, and the spicy taste made him feel proud.

I saw him standing up, holding the jug in his hand, laughing and saying: "Brother, you can drink a lot, I am bold, can I invite you to have a drink together?"

Qiao Feng had the arrogance of a reckless hero, these words made Feng Ji feel good about him.

At the moment, he didn't care about the special luck on his body, got up and said: "Xiongtai's drinking capacity is also amazing."

He came in front of Qiao Feng, and the two raised the wine jar and took a big gulp at each other.

"Good drink!"

"Come again!"

The two of them drank and sipped together, gurgling, and in the blink of an eye, ten catties of sorghum wine had already entered their stomachs.

However, Qiao Feng's belly was only slightly bulging, his expression remained the same, his eyes were clear, and he was not drunk.

Looking at Feng Ji again, he didn't even bulge his belly, as if he drank a large bowl of boiled water.

Qiao Feng's eyes couldn't help but brighten, and he laughed maniacally: "You can drink well, Xiaoer! Serve the wine!"

Feng Ji was touched by his arrogance and couldn't help laughing: "Son, just serve the wine!"

The store owner hastily brought in two jars of ten-jin sorghum wine.

The two of you once again have a bowl of big-mouthed fighting wine for me.

The people eating in the distance were amazed and looked sideways at each other.

Even the diners downstairs heard about it, and they all came up to watch it as if to join in the fun.

But I saw that the two drank more and more, the wine bowls were piled up high, and the wine jar drank more and more.

However, the two of them were still clear-sighted, without the slightest hint of drunkenness.

After drinking dozens of catties of wine, Qiao Feng turned his head and said, "Serve the wine!"

Only then did the waiter in the store shout bitterly: "You two heroes, you two have finished all the wine in the store."

Qiao Feng was taken aback, and couldn't help laughing, clasped his fists at Feng Ji with both hands, and said with a smile, "I've heard that Mr. Murong is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, with superb martial arts skills. I didn't expect him to be so forthright. He really lives up to his name."

Feng Ji laughed, "You also think I'm Murong Fu?"

Qiao Feng was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you?"

Feng Ji smiled lightly and shook his head: "I am the master of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Feng Ji, not Murong Fu."

Qiao Feng was greatly astonished, he received news from his disciples that Murong Fu came out from Taihu Lake.

He hastily chased after him, wanting to ask the other party about the death of the deputy head Ma Dayuan.

Didn't expect that the person in front of him is not Murong Fu, but the head of Wuliang Sword Sect?

It was strange in his heart that he had heard about the Wuliang Sword Sect, but it didn't seem to be a famous sect, but when he thought of the suzerain of this small sect, he was so bold.

He laughed out loud at the moment: "It turns out that Qiao identified the wrong person. Brother Feng, I'm really sorry."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Everyone says that Murong Fu is a young master, with my body, do you think I look like Mr. Pianpian?"

"No, you look like a northern guy, hahaha." Qiao Feng laughed.

Feng Ji was attracted by his arrogance. Thinking of his tragedy, he couldn't help but couldn't bear it. He smiled and said: "Brother Qiao, do you want to investigate the death of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang? I know some rumors."

Qiao Feng's eyes widened instantly: "You know?"

Feng Ji nodded: "Yes, this matter is related to your beggar gang's law enforcement elders and Ma Dayuan's widow, Zhao Min. I can't explain the specific relationship, you can investigate it yourself."

Qiao Feng was full of doubts and disbelief, and said: "The law enforcement elders of this gang have always handled things fairly, so how could they involve the death of Deputy Gang Leader Ma? Brother, have you been deceived?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "You should check it carefully, this matter may not be groundless."

He didn't tell Qiao Feng the truth directly, because with Qiao Feng's current temper, how could he believe his brother's affair with Mrs. Ma.

He talked too much, maybe Qiao Feng thought he was sowing discord.

Simply give the other party an investigation clue and let Qiao Feng investigate by himself.

At the same time, he was also a little curious, if he meddled in Qiao Feng's fate like this, would it change Qiao Feng's fate?
Thinking of this, he thought of the relationship between Ah Zhu and Qiao Feng.

"If Qiao Feng can be prevented from killing A'Zhu, will Qiao Feng's tragedy be completely changed? Then, will the fate pattern of 'all love is evil' in the Tianlong world be broken?"

With doubts in his heart, Feng Ji became interested.

(End of this chapter)