The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 194 The Blocked Sky Dragon World
"Everyone, I have aroused the bodhicitta before the Buddha, and personally inherited the Tathagata's Dharma, and always protect, accept, recite, and write the Golden Light Sutra. However, the spiritual energy of this world is exhausted, so that after the Great Tang Dynasty, no Buddha is born. The people of the world are ignorant, uneducable, and have limited aura, so not everyone can become a cultivator."

"What does your lord mean?"

"We should block the true spirits of all beings in this world, and select those who are truly qualified to practice. Only in this way can we cultivate the successors of the Four Saints with limited aura."

"Where are the heavenly crowd?"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Block this world with laws and regulations, the world of mortals and evil fate, all in samsara, fools will not enter under my Buddha seat."

"Yes, Your Honor."

"Don't break the appearance of all living beings, you can't worship my Buddha, the eight parts of reincarnation, all sentient beings are evil, from the beginning of the heavenly crowd..."

Before Feng Ji's eyes, a large number of broken pictures flashed past.

It is the people of the eight tribes who are thrown into the cycle of reincarnation. In the cycle of reincarnation, the talented and intelligent people are selected to continue to explore the world.

Among them, there are also a large number of Taoist masters, in order to break through the great world where the spiritual energy is exhausted, they try their best to overcome the tribulation and ascend, and break through the blockade of the Buddhist venerables.

It seems that in the following picture, there is a picture of Buddhism and Taoism fighting for crossing.

It's just that these pictures are too blurry and fleeting.

Feng Ji woke up suddenly, his spiritual consciousness was shaken, and looking at the top of Qiao Feng's head, the dharma image representing Di Shitian had dissipated!

And Qiao Feng fell into a coma in the pavilion, his expression was pale, but his breath was steady, and the knot between his brows seemed to have dissipated.

"It turns out that the 'god' in the Six Meridians Excalibur refers to the spiritual consciousness. If this technique is activated by internal force, it is certainly a top-notch technique."

"However, driven by innate qi, cutting oneself internally can cut off the cause and effect of one's own world, and beheading others externally can cut off the fate of others."

"This technique seems to be practiced by Buddhists to break through the world of mortals."

Feng Ji was thoughtful. From the fragments of Di Shitian's luck, he seemed to have come into contact with some truths about this world.

It seems that in the history of this world, there did exist people who cultivated immortals and Buddhas.

However, since the Tang Dynasty, the aura of this world has been exhausted. In order to save the aura, the Buddhist sect sealed off this world and blocked the true spirits of all living beings in this world with great supernatural powers.

All living beings are constantly disturbed by the eight tribes, and realize the true self in the cycle of reincarnation.

Only those who understand the selflessness can embark on the road of self-cultivation and absorb the few spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so as to transcend the six realms, not enter reincarnation, and enter Buddhism to sit down and practice.

For countless years, there have been countless geniuses in Buddhism and Taoism. Naturally, some people can reach the true self in the cycle of reincarnation, be selected by the eight tribes, penetrate the appearance of non-self, and enter Buddhism to practice.

But in the same Taoist sect, there are also geniuses, who are looking for the realm of no form, and are still deducing the Taoism.

Feng Ji thought about it, and he suddenly thought that Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, could be regarded as the most talented person in the previous generation.

Murong Bo, for the sake of Wang Tu's hegemony, also sacrificed his salary and sacrificed his courage. His talents and temperament are all top-notch.

Could it be that these two people were also selected by the eight tribes, and finally entered the Buddhist gate and practiced Buddhism?

"Wait, if this is the case, then Shaolin Temple Sweeping Monk, as the master who escorted Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, is he a practitioner?"

Feng Ji was suspicious in his heart, then looked at Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, almost all of these three people had a great relationship with Buddhism.

Qiao Feng has been taught by eminent Shaolin monks since he was a child, and Master Xuan Ku even accepted him as a disciple and passed on his skills.

Almost the entire family of the Duan family believes in Buddhism, and some people don't even want the throne, but want to become monks in Tianlong Temple.

Needless to say, Xu Zhu only wants to stay in Shaolin wholeheartedly.

The masters in the world are all walking towards Buddhism, is this a coincidence?
Among these three people, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu finally returned to Shaolin and sat down in Buddhism.

Qiao Feng didn't enter Buddhism, so he died outside Yanmen Pass.

Does that mean that Qiao Feng failed to find out the notion of selflessness in the end and was abandoned by Buddhism?

Duan Yu and Xu Zhu have finally embarked on the road of cultivation?
"Duan Yu has learned the Six Meridians Excalibur, maybe he will become familiar with this technique in the future, and find the way to cut off the cause and effect of luck, and enter the state of no self."

"Duan Yu was in charge of the Vulture Palace and practiced the Taoist "Small Wuxiang Gong". I am afraid that he has also found the Taoist realm of 'there is no form'."

Feng Ji pondered, the three elders of the Xiaoyao Sect were all top geniuses, but they were also unable to detect the selflessness, and fell into reincarnation again amidst love entanglements.

"Limited spiritual energy can only be provided to true geniuses. Is this world the testing ground set up by Buddhism?"

Feng Ji took a deep breath, he was shocked but also angry.

Because at this moment he has been targeted by the dragons in the eight parts!
"Once Duan Yu died, the dragons did not dissipate, but merged into my luck, did they choose me?"

Feng Ji's expression was gloomy, he didn't want to enter Buddhism, it may not be a good thing for the dragons to choose him.

He pondered: "I must find the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect as soon as possible. If I can understand the 'there is no form' and cut off the cause and effect of my body, it is estimated that I can get the spiritual power of this world and let me embark on the road of cultivating immortals."

While thinking, Qiao Feng slowly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that the whole world seemed to be much clearer.

The melancholy that has been entangled with me has unknowingly melted away a lot.

He didn't know why, so he looked back at Feng Ji: "Brother Feng, I... what's wrong?"

Feng Ji came back to his senses, looked at Qiao Feng, and said with a smile, "I've helped you get rid of the karmic bad luck on your body."

"Going to Shaolin this time... No, don't go to Shaolin for now, go outside Yanmen Pass first."

Feng Ji suddenly thought, in the Shaolin, the sweeping monk was hiding there, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, it might not be a good thing for Qiao Feng to go there rashly.

Qiao Feng nodded when he heard the words: "You are right, I must go and check it out myself."

Feng Ji clasped his fists together and said, "Go, you and I will say goodbye."

Qiao Feng also clasped his fists together and said gratefully: "It's really Qiao's luck to meet Brother Feng this time. Brother Feng, if you don't dislike me, I intend to form a friendship with Jinlan with you!"

Feng Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Your temperament is also compatible with me, and in this case, we will marry Jinlan."

At that moment, the two worshiped each other in this pavilion.

After the two became sworn brothers, Qiao Feng asked, "Brother Feng, how old are you?"

Feng Ji counted and said with a smile, "It's almost seventy."

Qiao Feng was dumbfounded: "How could it be? Don't be joking, you can only be in your 20s, how can you be an old man in [-]s?"

Feng Ji smiled. He has been in Yitian World for 70 years. If you count the world in the late Qing Dynasty, it is far more than this age.

To be honest, he doesn't know how old his body is now.

Under the interference of time and space forces, his body has long been different from ordinary people.

"If I'm not at this age, how can I practice this kind of kung fu?"

Qiao Feng heard the words and thought about it.

He asked himself that his martial arts were already top-notch in the world, but in front of Feng Ji, there was hardly any comparison.

I have practiced penance for more than 30 years, and I have suffered so much in these years to achieve today's achievements.

If Feng Ji hadn't been older than himself, how could he have practiced such kung fu?
Immediately smiled and said: "Since that's the case, then I will call you big brother!"

"Second brother!"

"Big brother!"

"Hahaha……"

The two laughed, Qiao Feng was full of joy, and said: "Thinking of me, Qiao Feng, I have become an outcast from the beggar gang, and I have lost my identity as a Han Chinese, yet I can be favored by my elder brother, it really is God's tempering me."

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Second brother, Zhao Qiansun said something that I really like. The Han people may not be superior to the Khitan people, and the Khitan people may not be inferior to the Han people."

"Ethnic enmity is a temporary dispute. In the future, there will eventually be a dynasty that will unify the Central Plains. Whether it is Han, Hu, Khitan, or Dali, they will all be descendants of Yan and Huang."

"Besides Great China, there are barbarians, and that is the great enemy."

Qiao Feng sighed: "I have been a Han Chinese for more than 30 years, and I regard Khitan people like pigs and dogs. Now I am suddenly called a Khitan person. In my heart... Sigh."

Feng Ji smiled: "In this world, there is no eternal dynasty, let alone eternal blood. Only Tao is eternal."

The two chatted for a while, Qiao Feng asked: "Brother, I want to go to Yanmen Pass, and then investigate the cause of Vice-Clan Leader Ma's death, where are you going next?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "You don't have to run around anymore, I know who killed Ma Dayuan."

"What, you...you know?" Qiao Feng was startled, and immediately asked, "Who is it?"

"You beggar gang law enforcement elder Bai Shijing."

Qiao Feng was shocked again, unable to believe it: "This...how is this possible?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "More than that, in fact, it's not Bai Shijing who is targeting you, but Ma Dayuan's wife, that poisonous woman named Kang Min."

Qiao Feng couldn't understand: "This...impossible, I have no enmity with her, besides, she is only Ma Dayuan's widow, what right does she have to instruct others?"

Feng Ji laughed and said: "This woman is as poisonous as a snake and a scorpion. Bai Shijing, Elder Xu, and Quan Guanqing all had romantic relationships with her. This woman is extremely jealous."

"You are in the beggar gang. You are young and promising. You are a hero. You are a hero who is well-known in the world. This woman is first-class in her appearance. When others see her, they are all fascinated by sex. They are infatuated with her and cannot extricate themselves. You're the only one who doesn't lie to her, so she hates you."

Qiao Feng couldn't believe it: "Where does this come from? She is my sister-in-law, and I should not pretend to be polite to her, isn't that right? How could she hate me for such a trivial matter? And even devised such a vicious scheme to harm me? "

Feng Ji shook his head and sighed: "Once you enter reincarnation, all love is evil. The heart of a woman, rough men like you and me, naturally don't understand."

"Anyway, that's the truth. In addition, I need to remind you that your father didn't actually die when he jumped off the cliff, but hid it..."

Boom!

Before Feng Ji could finish speaking, suddenly the sky exploded with thunder.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a black shadow flying down from the sky above the pavilion, and slapped Feng Ji with a sudden palm.

The terrifying palm force exploded into the air, as if it wanted to kill Feng Ji directly!

Feng Ji's eyes turned around, and he could see that the person who came was covered in black night clothes, and even his face was covered with a turban, only two eyes were exposed.

At this time, when the palm was slapped, the air waves rolled and roared, and the rain splashed and tore apart.

Feng Ji's expression was indifferent, and he pointed lightly.

puff-

The sword energy pierced through the air, and in an instant, the man's palm shattered and exploded.

The sword qi roared and stabbed, and it actually tore the clothes of the visitor directly!
The man was startled and hurriedly retreated.

Qiao Feng also reacted, and instantly roared: "Who is it!"

He was about to do it right away, Feng Ji grabbed him and said with a smile, "You can't do it."

Qiao Feng was stunned, not knowing why.

Feng Ji looked at the man in black in the rain, and said, "Xiao Yuanshan, you don't even recognize your son in person?"

As soon as these words came out, the man in black was shocked.

Qiao Feng was even more taken aback, and suddenly turned his head to look at the man in black.

The man in black was trembling, his eyes fixed on Feng Ji.

"You...how did you know?"

His voice trembled, but he was obviously old.

Feng Ji shook his head and sighed: "You have been hiding in Shaolin for many years, isn't it just to make your son betray the beggars' gang, make him betray his relatives, and return to his identity as a Liao people?"

"To be honest, I haven't seen such a cruel father like you."

"Your son is so good, you insist on pulling him down from the altar, why bother?"

"His life could have been a glorious life, a hero's life."

The man in black roared hoarsely: "My son, why should he be a Han Chinese! Become a killing tool in the hands of the Han Chinese! He is my son!"

Feng Ji shook his head: "It seems that you are too far away from the realm of understanding the selflessness."

At that moment Feng Ji looked at Qiao Feng: "You two talk, I have to go back to Dali."

Qiao Feng stared blankly at the man in black, and said in a trembling voice, "You...are you really my father?"

The man in black pulled off his mask, revealing a face exactly like Qiao Feng's!

"You come with me!"

Xiao Yuanshan shouted, his figure flashed, and he flew away quickly.

Qiao Feng hurriedly shouted: "Father!"

There was no time to say goodbye to Feng Ji, so he quickly caught up.

The two chased and ran, and disappeared into the boundless rain.

Feng Ji didn't intervene in Qiao Feng's affairs anymore. Qiao Feng's luck had already been cut off by him, so he shouldn't make the same mistake again.

Right now he has more important things to do.

He had to figure out the Peripatetic School inheritance.

At that moment, Feng Ji turned around quickly and was about to rush back to Yunnan.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a group of people not far away, holding a group of people.

This group of people was dressed in Xixia warrior costumes, and there were three girls among them, and the others who were tied up were all dressed up as beggars.

Feng Ji sneered suddenly, and the horse slowed down.

"Master Feng!"

In the crowd, A'Zhu and A'bi suddenly saw Feng Ji, and immediately shouted, their faces full of anxiety.

Feng Ji glanced at the second daughter, then at the luck of the godmother above the second daughter's head, and stopped immediately.

Among the Western Xia warriors, Helian Tieshu, the leader, immediately shouted: "Who are you?"

Feng Ji didn't speak, A'Zhu shouted: "Young Master Feng, save us, they are from Xixia!"

Abi also hurriedly said: "Mr. Feng, help me."

Among the group of beggars, someone also recognized Feng Ji, and immediately showed joy.

Someone shouted: "Hero, these are Xixia villains, please help."

"This hero..."

Feng Ji ignored the beggars, and said calmly: "I said in the apricot forest just now, if you drive away my brother Qiao Feng, the beggar gang will regret it sooner or later."

"You guys, you guys have eyes but no eyes. You are a good gang leader. You forced him away. Now come to beg me?"

Elder Xu of the Beggar Gang, Quan Guanqing and others turned pale immediately, each of them was furious, and some even cursed loudly.

Elder Xu shouted: "These are all from the Western Xia race, how dare you help them?"

Quan Guanqing yelled: "You bastard, being friends with Qiao Feng, you really are a wolf-hearted dog."

"Qiao Feng is from the Khitan, and this fellow is collaborating with the enemy and traitorous to the country. He really is working in collusion!"

……

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Why, if you don't save you, you will be collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country?"

He looked at the Western Xia warrior, and said: "These beggars, you want to beat and kill, it has nothing to do with me, let these girls go."

Helian Tieshu sneered immediately: "What are you? How dare you teach me how to do things?"

Feng Ji shook his head slightly: "Why court death?"

The next moment, Feng Ji suddenly raised his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, puff puff...

The sword qi shot out, whistling vertically and horizontally, and in an instant, Helian Iron Tree was directly shot into a sieve!
The Xixia warriors suddenly screamed strangely, everyone yelled, and surrounded and killed Feng Ji one after another.

But Feng Ji didn't even get off the horse, and his fingers kept popping out one after another.

The internal force is surging, the congenital qi circulates, and the six-meridian sword shoots out.

Puff puff!
In the blink of an eye, the Xixia warriors suffered heavy casualties. Some had their heads cracked, some had their eye sockets burst, and blood sprayed out.

Feng Ji understated his actions with a calm expression, but his attacks were extremely vicious, and he rarely survived.

Finally, the Xixia warriors were terrified of being killed, and fled away howling.

Feng Ji ignored these people, grabbed a horse, and directly mentioned that Azhu and Abi were about to leave after getting on one.

A'Zhu begged hurriedly: "Mr. Feng, and Miss Biao, please."

Feng Ji looked at Wang Yuyan, seeing that Wang Yuyan was so pitiful, he looked at Feng Ji imploringly.

Feng Ji looked at A'Zhu and A'Bi, and asked, "It's okay to save her, but you have to do something to me."

"As long as we can do it, we will definitely agree." A'Zhu said hastily.

Feng Ji nodded: "Cheer up, I'll save her!"

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Wang Yuyan directly, and dragged her onto his horse.

Then the two horses galloped away, leaving the Beggar Clan disciples to lie in the rain.

Quan Guanqing and the others tried desperately to struggle, but they couldn't move because of the poison of the sad breeze in their bodies.

Not long after, I saw the Xixia people go and come back, and they killed them again.

Immediately, the disciples of the Beggar Clan showed signs of despair.

Some people can't help but think, if the leader Qiao is here, how can everyone fall into the hands of the Xixia people?
Some people also complained that the emergency military situation had already been delivered, but in order to deal with Chief Qiao, Elder Xu insisted on not letting Chief Qiao see the military situation of the wax pill, so that the opportunity was delayed, and everyone was exhausted.

Their thoughts were confused, and they were massacred by the angry Xixia warriors who drove back after a while.

The screams continued, and the Xixia people poured out their anger on these beggar gang disciples.

On Feng Ji's side, he took the three daughters all the way to the southeast, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the three daughters were poisoned, so weak that they almost fell off the horse several times.

Abi couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Mr. Feng, it's raining too much, can you find a place to shelter from the rain?"

Feng Ji frowned slightly, and said, "Be patient a little bit, let's find a place for now."

With a glance, he saw a large millhouse in front of him, and the stream was flowing, driving the windmill wheels.

(End of this chapter)