Chapter 168 Thoughts on Eternal Life

"Why?" Yuan Qing sneered slightly, followed closely, his palm fell, and Zen Master Kurong reached out to support him. Apart from the broken hand and the injured and severely injured, the remaining Xinji and Dahui stood behind Kurong and raised their palms to use their skills.

The three Buddhist mysteries are connected in an instant. In a moment, a golden wheel appears above the head withered and prosperous head, and the heat floats, like a halo of Buddha's head, rippling in circles, making people feel awe.

There was also a rich golden light emerging between his hands. Yuan Qingwei's palm fell, and the flames were like lotus blooming, but they could not break through the blockade of the golden light.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, dozens of Buddhist warriors hidden in the dark also spread their own skills through the qi sensing again. The difficulty of breathing and diligence also stood behind the mind and true body, carrying the surging Buddhist skills behind it, and poured into the body of the tyranny of the silence of the heart and the true body.

This immediately became a battle between Yuan Qingwei and a group of monks on the other side to compete for cultivation. The energy of both sides turned into golden flames, covering the surroundings, and the onlookers retreated again and again.

Among them, the people who betrayed Yuan Qingwei shook, stood up and shouted: "Several masters, this old monster, just fought with people a while ago, and his vitality was consumed violently. Now it is a battle with Bai Qilin again. As long as you support it for a while, his internal fire will retaliate."

"So brave!" Yuan Qingwei, who knew his identity at this time, shouted angrily, retreated suddenly, and narrowly avoided the impact of the golden light, raised his hand to shoot dozens of phantoms, which contained various magical powers and magic.

Those traitors had good cultivation, but they had no ability to resist when facing Yuan Qingwei, who had wisdom and authority, could easily calculate their loopholes in their moves.

The upper body clothes were bursting, and palm prints were left on their front chest, back heart, abdomen, waist...

All the people who were hit also let out shrill screams. Some of their bodies expanded rapidly like balloons filled with air. After reaching their limit, they exploded with a "bang".

Some people gushed blood mist from their bodies, and they fell to the ground like a corpse that had been dry for a long time.

Some people, with the palm print as the center, the blood and flesh of the body cracked inch by inch, and red pieces of flesh and white bones were exposed in the blood.

Ku Rong and others changed their qualities, but then they had no intention of caring about these things.

Because Yuan Qingwei's attack had arrived again, with the authority of Yudao and wisdom, he had already seen through the mystery of the five old monks' skills and easily avoided the combined attacks of Ku Rong and others.

After coming to Dunan and Zhen's side, the two monks were wiped out with all their skills.

Then, Yuan Qingwei raised his hand to meet Dahui and Xinji's bamboo stick. The Zen stick was obviously a flesh palm, but when it touched the two weapons, it made a sound of metal and iron colliding.

"Get out!" After the power of the Jile Spirit House passed through his palms, he broke the bamboo stick and the Zen stick. Yuan Qingwei pressed his two palms toward the dantian of the two monks.

Although the two wanted to resist, the remaining fire that had just invaded the meridians made them unable to move for the time being. They could only watch the profound Buddhist myth that they had practiced for decades, which was completely transformed by Yuan Qingwei.

Finally, Yuan Qing suddenly turned around and appeared in front of Ku Rong. He pointed out a sword. His apparently light-looking behavior pierced Ku Rong's raised palm, breaking his protective energy, and shattering his dantian.

Yuan Qing, who had stood up again, looked at Kurong and smiled, and said, "Kurong, how about we make a deal?"

"Amitabha! Senior, please tell me." The Karma and Wind, who had lost all their skills, suddenly aging, but his eyes were still very clear, as if his eyes were not affected too much.

He knew very well that in the current situation, he and others had no room for fighting back, so when Yuan Qingwei asked the Buddhist generals to hand over all the original Buddhist scriptures and scriptures collected by the Buddhist generals, he did not refuse.

When he got what he wanted, Yuan Qingwei also let go of the Buddhist people.

For him, in addition to their name and practice of the dragon vein, the reason for his fight with Buddhism at the beginning was to maintain his own identity.

But he still couldn't do it if he really wanted to kill several Buddhists.

These monks all have a faint golden light of merit, which means that they have many good deeds on weekdays.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people, Yuan Qingwei's practice of cutting grass without removing roots is somewhat hypocritical, but Yuan Qingwei really doesn't want to kill some people who have merits for some strange reasons.

This is his bottom line as a monk, and it can be regarded as one of his Taoist hearts!

Yuan Qingwei, who returned to the ice sedan chair, calmed down Yuan Qingwei began to sort out his gains during this period.

He found that the recent tempering has given him a new understanding of immortality, or his heart of Tao has also undergone subtle changes.

Zi Yuan’s immortality is not so much about living, but rather about being self-tortured. In other words, the long backlash of karma has made her forget why she wanted to live forever.

It is naturally a very normal thing to live for the sake of living. After all, as a human being, the most basic pursuit is to live. But when a person has strong strength and may live for a long time.

It is actually very easy to have problems by simply relying on the idea of ​​living as the support of your long life.

For example, the world's long existence and powerful strength made him forget the fact that he was still a mortal, and he would appear so arrogant when facing Yuan Qingwei.

The way of survival of the black turtle also has big problems. He has too many calculations. Perhaps it was because he survived by calculating. He kept trying to take everything into control. Therefore, when he encountered the variable Yuan Qingwei, he was smart and was mistaken. Yuan Qingwei seized the opportunity and killed him with the power of the dragon vein.

And these things, after all, have to go back to the question of establishing the mind of Taoism.

If cultivation is the limit of time that a monk can exist, then the Taoist heart is the bottom line for a monk to live normally.

But things like the mind will change continuously with the change of time and the increase of one's own experience.

The Taoist heart based on the mind is inevitably affected by these external factors.

Therefore, many people think that time is the most terrifying force in the world. It can turn strength into cowardice, kindness into evil, and modesty into pride...

Therefore, for many monks, when they reach a certain level, the one they need to be afraid of the most is actually time.

Many monks will choose to re-enter the world and go through disasters. It is not just that they hope that the emotions in the world will fill their minds and keep their minds alive again.

Yuan Qingwei has encountered such a problem now.

He is in charge of the Spiritual House of Pleasure, as long as he is willing, he can combine his Yin Spirit into it at any time, so that his life span will be greatly continued.

Even if he can evolve the Pure Land Spirit House into a world, then he will be a world emperor, or even the will of heaven, or the way of heaven, and then rely on the Qingwei Palace to continuously plunder resources from other worlds, and is almost immortal.

But is these really what Yuan Qingwei wants?

Obviously not, otherwise he would have chosen to go to the divine way, rely on the Qingwei Palace to collect the faith of the heavens, and achieve the highest gods. Instead of focusing on the immortal way like now, he can transform into the evolution of the gods to collect materials.

So, how to maintain the stability of the Taoist heart?

Yuan Qingwei couldn't help but think, and it took him nearly three months to think.

It was not until his subordinates later sent the Buddhist scriptures sent by Ku Rong and others, as well as some of the Taoist scriptures they spontaneously collected into Yuan Qingwei's hands that he gradually walked out of his contemplation.

With the original Buddhist scriptures that I have obtained, Yuan Qingwei savored the Taoist rhymes left by the writers. These personal insights are that Yuan Qingwei's wisdom and authority condensed from the shell of the black turtle cannot control things.

‘The most important thing is to grasp your own bottom line and tell yourself what you should and what you cannot do. Especially when you are alone in a different world, how to grasp your own bottom line is the top priority…’ Yuan Qing told himself softly, and then put down the Yuan Shu in his hand, but his Yin Shen was in a very active state and kept moving towards the next realm.
Chapter completed!