Chapter 498 Enlightenment (two chapters in one)
Seeing golden lotuses emerging from the ground and Sanskrit inscriptions appearing on the monument, the old emperor's face uncontrollably darkened, while the others were both wary and amused.
But the prince seems to have no desire and has completely given up the pursuit of the throne. His expression is still peaceful, without any worry or fear. The golden lotus gradually turns to dark yellow, and the Sanskrit is sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, changing constantly, even half a step of Dharmakaya It is difficult to distinguish the Sima stones.
Meng Qi had always been curious, so with his eyes half open and half closed, and his mind calm, he looked into the golden Buddha in Yuanshen that pointed to the sky and touched the ground, so as to simulate the momentum in his eyes.
His eyes were like glass, clear and not a bit dim, but they were covered by the eyelids, and no breath leaked out.
Looking towards the "Wordless Monument", the changing Sanskrit characters came into my pupils, and finally settled:
"Buddha Emperor."
Such a loud tone... Meng Qi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, black and white were clearly visible, as deep as a lake.
When a cup of tea arrives, the black and yellow lotus disappears, the Sanskrit writing fades away, and the wordless monument returns to its simple and tattered appearance.
The prince stood up and saluted, smiled and returned to the high platform quietly, turning a blind eye to the old emperor's gloomy eyes and everyone's playful expressions.
Looking at the rest of the group, Meng Qi showed no signs of impetuosity and vowed to be the last one to take the lead.
At this time, Fan Changmiao, who was wearing a dark red headcatcher costume and a silver medal hanging on his waist, stepped down from the high platform and began to reflect on the wordless monument.
No one laughed at his attempt. Anyway, he had to give it a try. Maybe he would gain something? Don’t you see that everyone returned without success before, but no one gave up?
Drinking tea and chatting privately, the scene suddenly took on a relaxed state.
Meng Qi watched very intently. He still couldn't see through the number one scholar. He looked at the cultivation level of heaven and man, but the specific details were quite vague. Maybe the cultivation method was special.
If he has some insights, maybe he can get a glimpse of something...
"Fan Changmiao was born in and grew up in the city of God. His reputation was not that great before he won the top prize. If he really didn't make a name for himself, he would become a blockbuster." Wang Zai said casually when he saw that Meng Qi was taking it seriously.
Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully: "What kind of technique does he practice?"
"It is said to be the 'Taiyi Zizai Sword' passed down from the family." Wang Zaiweishi Bowen Guangji.
I've never heard of it... It's really hard for Meng Qi to know all the techniques that are not first-rate.
While chatting, their eyes suddenly became serious, their mouths closed, and they looked at Fan Changmiao intently!
I don't know whether it was because the sun was obscured by clouds or because of other reasons, but Fan Changmiao looked a little gloomy and gloomy.
"He can perceive things?" Wang Zai was quite surprised.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light lit up in the darkness, vague and dazzling, just like the light of a sword.
Poof, some of the disciples from the aristocratic family who were a little less determined and just came to experience spit out the tea in their mouths, and Fan Changmiao actually realized the sword light!
I didn't realize the half-steps of the previous location scenes. Only the second-place "Sword Qi Changhe" and the prince who was about to break through were able to gain anything. Why should Fan Changmiao?
With his state of communion between heaven and man? Based on someone else's fifteenth ranking?
This is a joke!
Meng Qi was not surprised, and took advantage of Wang Zai's question and said: "Just the interaction between heaven and man can also think about the path. There is no conflict."
Wang Zai took a deep look at him and vaguely guessed that he was like this too.
"Fan Changmiao has realized that Crazy Sword may be under great pressure!" Someone glanced at the high platform where Meng Qi and Wang Zai were.
"Yes, both the second on the list and the fifteenth on the list can understand that if he, the number one on the list, gets nothing, he will definitely lose his face." Others echoed in low voices.
"It's not enough to just gain something, you also have to overcome their vision, otherwise can you be ranked number one on the list?"
"No need, the visions are all very similar, it's really hard to distinguish..."
During the discussion, Fan Changmiao opened his eyes, thanked the Holy Father, and returned to his seat with a smile.
Unexpected people, unexpected insights, the scene was noisy, and no one noticed that Xuan Zhen had arrived in front of the unmanned monument.
After a while, everyone became quiet, because the wordless stele emitted bursts of Zen light, and a bodhi tree appeared behind Xuanzhen, with pavilions like a canopy, green and green, and beads like beads!
No one has ever thought that Xuan Zhen cannot be comprehended. He was born in Zen Shaolin, and he has made breakthroughs step by step. He is not lacking in the realm of the unity of nature and man, and the Dharma is profound and enlightenment is always available. It would be strange if he could not get something!
After a cup of tea, Xuanzhen opened his eyes with the withered Bodhi behind him and sighed: "Bodhi... Prajna... I finally understand that this trip was not in vain... Amitabha, the poor monk has a heart for gain and loss."
After speaking, he clasped his hands and thanked the emperor.
"Zen Master Xuanzhen has a strong Buddha-nature and can realize it by himself," the old emperor replied.
Xuanzhen shook his head and said with a smile: "It's a pity that Master Zhenhui's nephew is not here, otherwise he might have learned more than the poor monk..."
In this regard, Meng Qi nodded slightly and couldn't agree more. Even though true wisdom only has seven orifices and is still a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the path of thinking, what he practices is to hold flowers with his fingers - "Buddha holds flowers, Kasyapa smiles" It has always been a symbol of the "enlightenment world". He is as wise as a fool, so I am not surprised that he can actually realize something.
While the disciples of the aristocratic family were still discussing what Xuan Zhen had realized, Zhao Heng took a deep breath and walked off the platform.
Meng Qi suddenly let out a light sigh. Compared with before, Zhao Laowu felt more like a dragon walking like a tiger. Even though the important officials on the stage were very deep in the city, they also cast their eyes on Zhao Heng.
In the past many years, the King of Wei kept silent. Even though his health improved and his martial arts improved, he failed to attract anyone's attention. Now looking at his posture, he is no worse than the Crown Prince and the King of Jin!
After Zhao Heng saluted his father, he sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet and fell into silence.
The lake is slowly moving, the water waves are calm, and there is no abnormality in the stone monument and its surroundings.
"It seems that the King of Wei, like the King of Jin, is still a little short of the mark..." The head of a certain family in Shendu shook his head slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, dragon roars suddenly sounded from the ground, and the vast and noble dragons flew out from the stone tablet. They opened their teeth and claws, hovering around Zhao Heng!
This...the True Dragon Emperor...I don't know how many people had this idea in their hearts.
King Jin's face changed drastically. This younger brother who had never noticed it could actually realize the true dragon!
The old emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
The real dragon coiled around, penetrated into Zhao Heng's body, flew out again, condensed into a golden seal, and slowly landed on Zhao Heng's forehead.
When Zhao Heng opened his eyes, Meng Qi knew that he had saved at least a year of work.
"Thank you, Father, for giving me the monument to look at." Zhao Heng was polite.
The scene was unusually quiet. Many important officials in the imperial court did not speak. They looked at Zhao Heng silently, as if they had gotten to know him again.
The old emperor smiled: "Yes, yes, my Zhao family has a Qilin son again!"
This was an extremely high compliment, which made King Jin's face darker and darker. The prince could only be surprised, and then calmed down again.
However, King Jin didn't pay too much attention to it. The matter of succession, even if Zhao Heng showed the talents of Su Meng, Gao Lan and others, still depended on the attitudes of the various forces.
Without the suppression of the Dharma Body, countless princes with amazing talents were excluded from the selection of successors because the top families were afraid that they would use the position of emperor to condense the Dharma Body.
"I didn't expect King Wei to be so outstanding..." Wang Zai said frankly without any jealousy.
Meng Qi pursed his lips and looked thoughtful. Zhao Laowu had not broken through for a long time, and he had not initially found a way before. The current vision was probably due to the help of the "True Emperor's Seal".
This is truly a secret treasure of humanity!
After Zhao Heng returned to his seat, everyone's eyes were looking back and forth between Bai Qigu and Meng Qi, and they were the only ones left out...
They are a perfect half-step in the promotion of the unity of nature and man, a strong man who ranks first in the human rankings, and they all have the basis of understanding. Will they make a big move and suppress everyone in front of them?
If the difference is almost the same, I am afraid that the King of Wei who has realized the real dragon's body will be the first.
At this time, the people they ignored silently walked to the wordless monument.
"Hey, who is that?"
"It seems like he is a guest of the Gongsun family."
"Oh, it's said to be Qi Zhengyan, the incarnated god and demon, one of the top twenty masters on the list, and the direct descendant of the Huanhua Sword Sect."
After entering the list of people, Qi Zhengyan has been valued by the Huanhua Sword Sect and given many resources.
I wonder if the Huntian Baojian, which has a level of interaction between heaven and man, can elicit visions... Meng Qi is looking forward to it and is full of curiosity.
The rest of the people, having learned from Fan Changmiao's mistakes, did not relax and watched intently.
Qi Zhengyan was dressed in Tsing Yi, tall and tall, with an ordinary face and no expression. After meeting the emperor, he sat down by himself, facing the stone tablet.
Noon has passed, and the autumn sunshine is still shining on the stone tablet and Qi Zhengyan, dyeing them golden.
Time flows with the water, and there is no abnormality between Qi Zhengyan and the stone tablet.
Just when everyone thought there was no chance, the surroundings suddenly turned dim, and there was a red sun above the river, slowly setting, and it was unusually round.
The sun sets over the long river... This poem suddenly appeared in the minds of Meng Qi and others.
The river reflects the sun, and there is a sunset glow, red as fire, and white mist is steaming. The birds are attracted by something unknown, and rush over to dance with the sunset. The color of the water is similar to that of the long sky.
Fantasy scenes appeared one after another, dizzying everyone's eyes, and verses of poetry flashed through their minds:
"The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky..."
"Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed..."
"Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds..."
"Flying down three thousand feet, it seems like the Milky Way has fallen into the sky..."
“The endless falling trees rustle, the endless Yangtze River rolls in..."
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"This is a display of the many swordsmanship skills of the Huanhua Sword Sect!" Such a strange sight naturally attracted a lot of exclamations, and everyone, including the important officials of the imperial court, looked at him with suspicion.
In Meng Qi's eyes, this is by no means just a poem from the Huanhua Sword School!
His eyes were solemn and his expression was focused, and he saw the Baiyunyan, Meixiadang, Tukunlun, Bibingxue and Zixinghe Huntian Baojian skills, which were integrated into the poetry and swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School!
What vision is this?
Many visions rotate and merge with each other, but they are also dim and exclusive, full of difficulties.
Suddenly, everything near the stone monument was dark, and a sword light lit up, illuminating the surroundings. Many visions merged into one, following the sword light into the sky, full of vitality and self-improvement!
Wang Zai couldn't help but speak:
"Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement!"
"Qi Zhengyan used the Wordless Monument to integrate his martial arts into one and create his own moves!"
"Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement... Is this the motto of Senior Brother Qi and his thoughts on his own path?" Meng Qi took a breath, feeling surprised and relieved at the same time.
I don't know how many children of the aristocratic family were dumbfounded. This was definitely the most shocking realization of the stone tablet for them today.
It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance...
Qi Zhengyan remained expressionless, thanked the emperor for his compliment, and returned to his seat slowly.
Later, Bai Qigu also had some insights from the wordless monument. The river collapsed and the earth trembled. It was more rounded and clear than when she was half a step up. However, her vision could only be compared to Xuanzhen and others, and could not He Qi made the right argument.
At this point, Meng Qi was the only one left unfinished.
It was only then that the disciples of the aristocratic family recovered from the shock caused by Qi Zhengyan, and they all looked at Meng Qi, wondering what the number one person on the list could understand?
Is it possible to outperform everyone who has appeared before and those who are ranked behind him?
In particular, Qi Zhengyan has integrated what he has learned and figured out the moves. Can Crazy Sword be better?
This seems unlikely... After all, perception sometimes has little to do with strength. It's not that the higher the ranking, the stronger the combat power, and the better at perception!
One by one, the important officials of the imperial court also looked at Meng Qi, their eyes were like substance, full of criticism.
Meng Qi didn't have much pressure at first, thinking that he could definitely defeat Xuan Zhen and others, but Qi Zhengyan's unexpected realization made him a little uneasy. Can he do better?
There should be no hesitation when "facing the enemy". Meng Qi took a deep breath and calmed down. Everything around him disappeared and then slowly emerged. The vitality of heaven and earth slowly swayed, soaking into the body, feeling comfortable and comfortable, without any thoughts of victory or defeat.
He stood up leisurely, stepped into the air, crossed down, and slowly walked to the wordless monument.
After bowing his hands and saluting, Meng Qi sat down cross-legged under the gaze of everyone.
He did not close his eyes immediately, but carefully looked at the wordless monument. The stone was gray in color, simple and old, and full of fine cracks, as if it had been unearthed from ruins.
Closing his eyes, Meng Qi sensed the stone tablet with the help of heaven and earth, and intuitively felt that it was empty, only a bottomless mass of gray and white, with no end in sight and no clues inside.
Meng Qi had long been prepared to eliminate things that could easily attract covetousness, such as the Palm of the Tathagata and the Nine Destructions of the Divine Sky, to move the world within him, to show his initially established path, and to visualize related things.
The surrounding acupoints are "opened", and the inside may be chaotic, or dotted with stars, or the sky is round, with hibiscus trees in the east and Kunlun Fairy Mountain in the west...
And in the aperture with numerous stars, every twinkling star is a big sun, surrounded by many lightless stars, connected to form a galaxy, gathered into clouds, and merged into the Milky Way, which is boundless, vast and vast.
Sensing its mechanism, the deep gray color squirmed, as if something was about to spurt out.
Wang Zai on the high platform saw that after Meng Qi closed his eyes, the stone tablet was slowly covered with a layer of fluorescence, he nodded slightly and smiled, feeling that the vision was about to appear, and Xiao Meng would definitely be able to understand it.
Every acupoint is a universe, they are separated and intersect in the heavens.
The heavens are born with nine orifices and internal organs. They derive the five elements, sprout vitality, indicate the end, and form a cycle of their own.
As Meng Qi circulated the inner world and approached the "all heavens", the gray-white squirming became more intense, and Meng Qi vaguely sensed the aura of "all heavens"!
That is the intertwining of law and reason, and the manifestation of Tao and morality!
This makes his interpretation of the heavens more nuanced and rounded.
The old emperor saw that the stone tablet's fluorescence was getting stronger and stronger, and nodded slightly. Everyone was ready to welcome the vision.
I wonder if the Crazy Sword can surpass Qi Zhengyan of the Huanhua Sword Sect?
At this moment, when Meng Qi was rotating his "heavens", the gray-white squirming not only did not become more violent, but gradually calmed down!
how so?
Meng Qi's whole body was in the process of realization, without any emotional fluctuations, but Wang Zai and others saw the fluorescence gradually extinguishing!
They looked surprised and couldn't believe that such a situation would occur. Could it be that Crazy Sword, who was number one on the list, was half a step away from understanding the stone tablet?
Among the top twenty people on the list, three have realized it!
The "heavens" are higher than the universe, occupying it, affecting their laws, but the closer Meng Qi circulates, the calmer the squirming gray becomes.
When the "rotation" of the heavens was completed, the gray color completely calmed down.
However, as Meng Qi realized it, it became deeper and darker, and seemed to have undergone indescribable changes compared to before.
Above the heavens, the source of the long river of time is an indescribable "point". It has no distinction between up, down, left, and right, nor is there any difference in speed or speed.
There is no past, present or future here. It is the cause of all effects and the beginning of everything!
Meng Qi Yuanshen is sitting cross-legged among them, with his eyes half open and half closed. His aura is deep and chaotic, and it is difficult to describe it in words.
"There is obviously fluorescence, how can it fall into silence?" A disciple from a noble family asked his companion in a low voice.
His companion smiled half-heartedly and said, "The explanation is still a little short of the mark."
While speaking, the man turned to look at Fan Changmiao, cupped his hands and nodded as if to congratulate him.
Fan Changmiao nodded in greeting and looked at the silent stone tablet and Meng Qi with doubts in his eyes. Could it be that he has not been able to figure out his own path?
Wang Siyuan originally kept smiling without any surprise. He only raised his eyebrows when Qi Zhengyan appeared strange. But now, he frowned slightly and felt that his calculation seemed a bit inaccurate...
Xiao Meng is very confident, he is by no means a blindly confident person... Wang Zai looked at Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, Meng Qi's friends, and saw that they were all paying attention to the stone tablet. There was no disappointment, only doubts.
The soul sitting cross-legged has not changed at all, or it can be said that it tolerates all changes.
The cause of all effects and the beginning of everything is the original beginning.
Suddenly, Meng Qi Yuanshen opened his eyes.
Chaos breaks open, the heavens appear, the universe evolves, and heaven and earth are completed!
At the same time, a breath seemed to burst out from the gray-white color, integrating into this feeling.
The scorching sun shines brightly, reflecting the golden light on the stele. There is no light or shadow, no change, no words, nothing but the stele itself.
At this time, Meng Qi opened his eyes, stood up, saluted, and walked towards the high platform.
"No vision?"
"Crazy Sword is indeed a person whose combat power is higher than his realm..."
"In terms of understanding and thinking about the principles of heaven and earth, he is weaker than Fan Changmiao..."
Amidst the discussion, Wang Zai closed his eyes and thought deeply, feeling that this shouldn't be the case. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound.
All the surrounding sounds disappeared. Wang Zai subconsciously opened his eyes and saw the center of the gray stone tablet slowly cracking!
With a crackling sound, the gap grew longer and deeper.
The wordless monument cracked, cracked... Yangqi Ru Wang Zai was also stunned, this was beyond his imagination.
Wang Siyuan suddenly narrowed his eyes and forgot to breathe.
Fan Changmiao tightened her grip on the sword, her eyes blank.
The wordless monument cracked, cracked... The faces of the people who were just discussing were confused and dumbfounded.
The right hand of Cui Qingyu, the acting head of the Cui family, on his knee twitched unconsciously, and Sima Shi, the head of the six doors, took a gentle breath.
Despite his high strength and profound realm, the important officials in the imperial court had never seen anything like this before and were inevitably shocked.
The wordless monument is cracked, cracked...
Bang, sting... The teacups in the hands of many children from aristocratic families fell to the ground.
The old emperor could not hide his surprise and shock at first, and then his expression became extremely ugly. If the monument without words was broken like this, how could he go to see his ancestors?
The cracking sound of breaking stopped, the stone tablet was not divided into two, and the depth was still the same, but the gap was deep and long. Compared with it, the fine traces on the previous tablet were like the difference between a stream and a river.
Fortunately, it wasn't broken... The old emperor let out a long sigh of relief.
Amidst the gasps, the old emperor sighed: "Crazy Sword should be the leader..."
He couldn't make an evaluation, his mood was ups and downs, and he needed some quiet time.
Meng Qi only felt that his physical body was alive and well, and his restraints were reduced by another level. With the combination of his previous insights and aura, he was only one chance away from a breakthrough!
Maybe it's fighting, maybe it's figuring out why Su Ziyuan was sent to Shaolin...
"What a terrifying mad knife..."
"What did he realize that the Wordless Monument can't bear?"
"Could it be because too many people have been enlightened before?"
"Are you kidding? If too many people are enlightened, the monument without words will not be able to bear it. Will the emperor take it out?"
"Perhaps Crazy Sword is number one on the list of the strongest people in history..."
Amidst the exclamations, Meng Qi walked steadily, his green shirt rustling, and returned to his seat unhurriedly.
Just as he sat down, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, he glanced at the Wordless Monument and saw deep cracks.
"Fortunately, it's not broken, otherwise you won't be able to afford the compensation if you sell me..." Meng Qi secretly rejoiced, of course, the Tathagata Divine Palm is comparable.
Wang Zai glanced at Meng Qi, rarely able to restrain his emotions, as if he was looking at a monster in human skin: "This is the first time since the Wordless Monument has appeared again."
For some reason, he secretly added, "Fortunately, it has a long life..."
Meng Qi didn't know how to answer, so he could only half-jokingly say: "There is a first time for everything."
Ahem, Wang Siyuan coughed violently.
After a while of silence, the old emperor opened his mouth and gave Meng Qi a glass of wine, and then said: "The third topic, in the age of martial arts, a country is built with martial arts. No matter how much you comprehend, no matter how high your mood, you will eventually return to actual combat. There is an illusion formation in Yulin Garden. It can simulate deep valleys, high mountains, and dangerous places, and it can allow contestants to escape in times of danger. Anyone who wants to fight can enter."
"This battle is a chaotic battle, and the last person sent out by the formation will be the leader."
It turns out that this is the case, and there is still hope of victory if you cooperate with your friends... Meng Qi suddenly realized, but since it is an illusion formation, the weather and terrain must be taken into consideration, and there may be no way to contact his companions.
Cui Qingyu pondered for a while and said: "Although there is formation protection and escape, if there is interference, it may be half a beat slower. They are all talents, and it is a pity that they are lost here."
The old emperor chuckled and said: "Since Cui Qing's family is worried, I will let go of the restriction and let you all attach a ray of aura to your nephew. You can pull it out at the critical moment. Together with the formation itself, it will be foolproof."
Cui Qingyu nodded slightly and had no objection.
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Outside the palace, Doumu Yuanjun had already finished talking about the past and closed his eyes in a quiet place, as if sensing something.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and whispered to herself: "It's begun..."
I have something to do today, so I stayed up late to finish writing two chapters. I won’t whet everyone’s appetite, so let’s update together!
Well, it’s gone tonight. I’m asking for recommendation votes and monthly votes in the name of the poor wordless monument