Chapter 643 Magical Powers
He Jiu just mustered up his courage, continuously changed between presence and absence, unleashed his sword energy, half dodged and half blocked, and resisted the electric light containing terrifying power. Then he felt his eyes darken, and his eyes that opened his apertures could no longer see anything. Things are silent in my ears, without any sound.
The strong wind that was still raging before and the electric light that numbed the body seemed to disappear at the same moment!
At this moment, he couldn't even tell the difference between up, down, left, right, and back, because there was no reference!
"This..." Before a complete thought could arise in his mind, he felt that deep in the darkness, in the middle of the unknown, there was a vast and eternal aura looming, towering over everything, looking down at the past, present and future, which made people's hearts beat. Awe arose spontaneously in my heart, and I could not resist!
At this moment, a blade of light lit up, brilliant and gorgeous, dyeing He Jiu's pupils purple, allowing him to see colors again and see other things besides darkness.
The purple sword light is like a curved thunder, creating irregular wounds on the "darkness", from which light, sound, and wind spurt out!
When Yuanshi opened his eyes, the heaven and earth were born, and all things evolved!
This sword light came so fast that He Jiu just noticed it and it was already in front of him. He could only subconsciously turn it into nothingness and try to get out of the way.
Stab!
There was a sound like tearing brocade, the "void" split open, and the hazy sword light was slashed out.
He Jiu was astonished in his heart. He was continuously changing his presence and absence, squeezing every bit of his own potential. He unleashed a sharp and agile sword energy, intertwined layer by layer, and formed a sword formation.
puff!
The sword array shattered, and He Jiu's energy and blood surged. He could no longer maintain the phaseless sword energy, and turned back into a human body. Blood spurted out from his eyes, ears, nostrils, and acupuncture points all over his body, turning into red sword energy and hitting the knife. Above the light, two by two are annihilated.
At this moment, if Su Meng strikes again, I won't be able to bear it! He Jiu tried his best to absorb the vitality of the weather, trying to seize the time to recover. The tit-for-tat battle just now also allowed him to touch the threshold of the first level of the ladder, and even pushed the door open, but he always missed the last step, so he wanted to do it under heavy pressure. It was a last-ditch effort, but he also knew clearly that if Meng Qi was in a slightly better condition than him and took advantage of the situation to strike again, he would not even have a chance to accumulate strength again!
The vitality is like a vast ocean, existing in every corner between heaven and earth, soaking into He Jiu's body and helping him recover.
Suddenly, He Jiu felt that the sea of vitality on the left became hot, rolling and boiling, and a big sun slowly rose, dyeing the sky red, while on the right it was cold and cold, and the bright moon was bright.
"This is..." He paused and sensed his surroundings. He saw the night sky covering all around, with stars shining brightly, golden crows flying inside, and gods standing tall!
Then, everything began to shrink and collapse inward, like a vortex in front of them, crushing them all and merging them together.
It was only then that He Jiu saw Meng Qi. He was still wearing black attire, holding a huge Heavenly Wound, the acupoints all over his body were shining brightly, and a majestic and tall "portrait" with wide robes and big sleeves was formed on his back. It seems to be the "whirlpool" just now, the "whirlpool" that absorbed all the visions.
Looking closely, He Jiu discovered that this "portrait" turned out to be Meng Qi's own face!
In addition, every part of its body seems to be made of the majestic power of heaven and earth and its own true energy intertwined with different principles. It is full of mystery and jaw-dropping.
"How could it be his appearance?" He Jiu was quite surprised and did not look away.
Taking a closer look, he vaguely felt that the statue was collapsing, with each embodied legal principle as the smallest fragment collapsing, collapsing all the time, and finally seemed to condense into a black spot, with no top, no bottom, no front, no back. But it seems to include all possible black spots, black spots that cannot see the past or the future, black spots that cannot be described in words, and even "black spots" that cannot be called black spots!
The elephant is in shape!
Hallucination? He Jiu gathered his energy and looked again, and found that it was still the majestic and tall figure, and it was still Meng Qi's own "face".
He took a breath, exhaled it slowly, his fighting spirit disappeared, and he cupped his hands and said: "I used your strength to break through, and today I help you cross the first level of the ladder. I drink and peck, I am really sorry, congratulations."
He knew that if Meng Qi had not been busy breaking through, he would have had to admit defeat just now. In addition, the opponent had already passed the first level of the ladder and ascended to the fourth level, so there was no point in fighting again.
The seemingly substantive Dharma behind Meng Qi gradually faded away, and the light emitted from the acupoints all over his body subsided. Everything returned to its original state. He smiled and said, "It's a pity that Mr. He is still a little short of the mark."
After the initial interweaving of Dharma and Dharma principles, they get close to the essence and feed back to the soul and the physical body, which will produce magical powers such as clairvoyance and other minds. They are the products of martial arts that have progressed to a certain stage and are a symbol of the strength of the body and spirit. Meng Qi has just gained something.
The first is the "change in the wind", which is the art of escaping the soul, which can invalidate the ropes tied to the immortals. The second is the "wisdom eye", which is not the Bodhisattva's wisdom eye. It is similar to the "celestial eye", which can see the smallest things within a hundred miles. You can "see" characters with connected breaths in the dark, but at present, the latter is relatively vague. If the strength is much higher than the opponent, you can see it more clearly and judge the opponent's location. The third is "Yuanshi Golden Lotus" , grows in the Niwan Palace, is connected to the soul, can weaken mental attacks, and can temporarily confuse cause and effect to prevent the influence of the secret technique of cause and effect.
As for why the "disguise form" of the "immortal prime phase" that he deliberately manifested appeared as his own, instead of like others, it may be in response to a certain god, or it may be the manifestation of the law and not himself, Meng Qi guessed that it has to do with the true meaning of "I am the only one who is supreme" Related to inheritance.
Even if I don't major in it, this level of inheritance will always have an impact in subtle ways.
I am the only one who can see myself!
"I'm almost there. I can break through in another ten days and a half." He Jiu had no grudges.
Knowing that Meng Qi needed to consolidate, He Jiu didn't say much, didn't ask about the Dharma, and turned around and flew back to Langya Ruan Mansion.
Looking at He Jiu's back and thinking of the scene when he, Yan Chong and others were challenged by him together, Meng Qi felt a little bit like time flies and the dead passed away like a husband. To say whether he was happy or not, it was obviously quite satisfying. .
"Hey, there are almost genuine talents at the bottom of the black list." Meng Qi thought cautiously and optimistically.
At this time, the blue sky for thousands of miles is as clear as water, and the sun shines on the sea of clouds into an endless brilliant golden color.
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The next day, Meng Qi climbed up the Western Mountain and saw Wang Siyuan drinking tea under the Bodhi tree. He was still dressed in plain robes, his face was as white as paper, and his body was so thin that he seemed to be knocked down by a gust of wind. He coughed twice from time to time, which made people look down at him. The maid frowned and felt distressed.
you again! She looked at Meng Qi fiercely. Every time she met this guy, he would cough terribly!
Meng Qi smiled and sat across from Wang Siyuan: "Gusha Bodhi, Mr. Wang is so elegant, could he be interested in Buddhism?"
Wang Siyuan glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "Ask if you have anything, and drink tea if you have nothing to do."
He seemed to be saying that there is no need to go around in circles with a reckless person like you.
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched his right hand to his sleeve, and pretended to roll up his sleeve and hit someone.
"I passed the first level of the ladder three months ago." Wang Siyuan added lightly, without a trace of blood on his lips.
"What a coincidence!" Meng Qi himself had no intention of taking action. He was just trying to liven up the atmosphere. He said with a smile, "Since Mr. Wang, you have already passed the first level of the ladder, you will not suffer any disadvantages against ordinary blue-blooded people on location. Why?" If you don’t go to Ruan Mansion, you want to stay in Xishan?”
Wang Siyuan coughed twice, drank tea to moisten his throat, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter whether I go or not."
I hate people like you who talk nonsense! Meng Qi secretly pinched his fingers and used Yuxu Divine Calculation to deduce.
Wang Siyuan lowered his gaze and seemed to glance at his right hand, with a relaxed expression: "With Luo Shu covering it up, it is useless for you to deduce it. This matter is not my plan. There is nothing to say. You will understand it in two days."
Apparently, his tendency to play things off was limited to matters of his own planning.
Meng Qi picked up the tea cup, took a sip, smiled and left without asking any more questions.
Although Wang Siyuan did not reveal anything, "Luo Shu is covering up", "it doesn't matter whether he goes or not", and "it will be clear in two days" made him guess a little.
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When Meng Qi returned to Sanqing Temple, the first thing he saw was the gambling monk who was smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.
The gambling monk, wearing a dusty monk's robe, came closer, his eyes twitching: "The poor monk thought hard, and finally remembered something. It was the seal used by the poor monk to seal the door. Although it was worn out and had no strength, it was still a stake after all. treasure."
"If it was valuable, I'm afraid, Master, you would have exported it long ago." Meng Qi chuckled.
The gambling monk scratched his bald head and didn't blush at all: "No, it's just that its appearance is too ordinary and is often ignored by poor monks."
While he was talking, he took out something, which looked like a sticker, with a yellow background, wrinkled as if it had been crumpled into a ball from time to time, and covered with oil stains. There were six gold characters written on it in Sanskrit:
"Om", "Ma", "Ne", "Ba", "Mi" and "Hum"!
Mantra? Meng Qi subconsciously raised his head and looked at the gambling monk.
Wuzhishan Mountain had just appeared during my journey to the west, and the gambling monk sent me a six-character mantra!
Is it a coincidence or intentional?
Meng Qi's heart was filled with turmoil. When he looked at the gambling monk, he felt more and more mysterious and full of mysteries.
"How is it?" the gambling monk asked in a flattering manner.
Meng Qi asked calmly: "Where did this seal come from?"
"The master is left behind by the poor monk. As for where he comes from, how can the poor monk know?" The gambling monk looked puzzled.
"Who is Master, Master?" Meng Qi asked.
The monk who quit gambling immediately laughed and said: "The poor monk's master has passed away long ago. He has no name. The poor monk himself doesn't even know it."
Meng Qi asked several questions, but the gambling monk avoided talking and talked about him.
Seeing that he was tight-lipped, Meng Qi mused: "If the master is unwilling to tell the details, I'm afraid I won't be able to agree."
Jie Gong frowned again: "I really don't know."
Not even Tathagata Palm can seduce him? Meng Qi narrowed his eyes: "In this case, there is nothing I can do for you."
Compete with who is more persistent now!
The gambling monk put away the six-character mantra seal, sighed, and turned to leave.
"Master, stop." Meng Qi suddenly spoke.
The gambling monk turned around with great joy: "The donor agreed?"
"No, I just saw that the master is familiar with Senior He Qi and wanted to ask about the Ruan family's fight against the blue-blooded people." How could Meng Qi "give up" so easily.
Jie Gong smiled and said: "This matter is not a big deal, you will know in two days."
Two more days? Meng Qi frowned slightly.
Seeing that Meng Qi never mentioned anything about the Tathagata Palm, he quit gambling and turned around to leave, full of reluctance.
"What is the origin of this monk..." Looking at the back of the gambling monk, Meng Qi had a question in his heart that was common to many strong men in the world.
Since nothing major happened to the Ruan family, it became clear after two days, and Meng Qi decided to wait and see what would happen.
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Two days later, somewhere in the East China Sea, the water was as blue as a gem.
"This is the trench here." A piece of simple tortoise shell floats in the air, with black and white dots and the numbers of yin and yang and five elements on its back. It is simple yet complex, like a book. The person speaking is a middle-aged man below it.
It can be seen that this man was extremely handsome when he was young. Now he is also very handsome and has an even more outstanding temperament, but his face is pale and he seems to be suffering from a serious illness.
Mr. Ruan, Mr. Ruan and others were floating nearby, covered by tortoise shells, looking at the sea with cold eyes. Hearing the words, he turned his head and looked at the somewhat erratic old man next to him. He had gray hair and no wrinkles. He was somewhat similar to He Jiu. It’s the sword mad He Qi!
"Then let's do it!" He Qi stretched his hands and feet.
The three families have long since determined where the blue-blooded people are. They invited the head of the Wang family and Luo Shu to Langya with great fanfare in order to cover up the situation and prevent the blue-blooded people from hearing the news and escaping in advance!
At present, the Ruan family is quite empty. It is just to paralyze the blue-blooded people and make them think that they have not been exposed yet. The main force has already gathered here without the knowledge of gods and ghosts!
How easy is it for someone to maintain such power!