The orange-red glow in the distance could not completely dispel the darkness of the night. Shangguan Heng's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Mengqi stood still, confused at first, then delighted. "Has Shangguan Heng been subdued by my incorporeal charm? Has he already lost the will to win before we even fight? "
"Sure enough, comprehending heaven and earth and pondering one's own path is always admirable."
He thought to himself in a relaxed mood and rubbed his chin proudly. Suddenly, he felt a stiff beard.
"Eh …" Mengqi's heart skipped a beat. He touched his face with both hands. "Why does he have so many beards? Why does he look like a savage with knotted hair? "
"My image was ruined in the North Zhou Dynasty. I can't believe I'm so engrossed in my comprehension …" Mengqi lamented. Suddenly, the beard on his face fell, one after another. The cuts were smooth as if they had been shaved off by an invisible knife. In a short moment, his face looked like a peeled egg again.
This was not as natural as Gao Lan's. There was indeed a blade, a Formless Blade!
In the past three months, Mengqi had focused most of his attention on comprehending the first move of The Buddha's Palm, "I, the Unique and Righteous". With the help of the Bodhi Seed and his own state of mind, he had comprehended two sets of skills. As expected, one was a bladesmanship and the other was a set of sword art. Both of them were of the Exterior, complete with enlightenment of the Apertures!
The bladesmanship had no specific moves. Similar to the Shaolin Temple's Formless Finger of Disaster, it was as if a calamity had descended from the void and could hurt the opponent without them noticing. However, it was of a lower level and could not be practiced to the extreme like the Formless Finger of Disaster. It was an Exterior-level bladesmanship that surpassed the Vajra Seal. Mengqi named it the "Formless Zen Blade".
Perhaps because Flowing Fire contained a trace of the Eight Groups of Heavenly Dragon Fire, the sword art Mengqi comprehended was related to it. The sword had eight moves, of which Heaven, Dragon, and Yaksha were of the Exterior, slightly inferior to the Formless Zen Blade. The other five moves were enlightenment of the Apertures.
Therefore, Mengqi lazily named it the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon Sword.
Of course, Mengqi's greatest gain was definitely not the two skills or the Heaven-man Connection. These were all expected and should have come. The most important gain was the preliminary construction of his own path. The Immortal Pressing Art and the Solitary Heavenly Blade were getting closer to the level of the Exterior with the help of the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture and his own understanding. As for the third, it was the improvement of Mengqi's Eight Nine Mysteries' ability to imitate skills.
After shaving his beard, combing his hair, washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Mengqi casually found a secluded place to meditate and stabilize his cultivation base.
The Heaven-man Connection was a sign that the Inner World and the Outer World were getting closer and closer to each other. It was a sign that they could resonate with each other. Under normal circumstances, it might not be able to cause any anomalies, but when one exerted their full strength, the corresponding signs would appear. Therefore, stabilizing the Heaven-man Connection was to stabilize the Inner World.
Withdrawing his Essence Qi, Mengqi examined himself internally.
The void was dark and endless. His Primordial Spirit sat cross-legged in the middle of the void, neither forward nor backward nor in the six directions, imitating the Premier.
Under the Primordial Spirit, the Nine Innate Apertures and their corresponding internal organs, such as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, evolved into the heavens. There was the home of living creatures and the beginning of vitality, overlooking all the Aperture acupoints, blood vessels, and bones.
All the Aperture acupoints, blood vessels, and bones each formed a world. Within them, there were stars and Kunlun mountains, evolving into different universes and worlds.
This was the mystery of the human body. It contained heaven and earth. Except for a few mighty people, such as the Heavenly Primogenitor, Mengqi dared to say that his current physical world was different from that of others in the past!
At the last moment, he firmly grasped his own will, the will that came from the knowledge and nature of his previous life. He chose the path of "accommodating changes and becoming immortal".
However, he made a deduction according to his preliminary understanding. His Primordial Spirit was at the top, like the Premier, Bodhi, and even more like a singularity. It was slightly different from the path of the Immortal Tao Body, and was slightly closer to the Bodhi Golden Body.
Such an Inner World was still very rough. It only had a general outline and no detailed content. For example, each Aperture acupoint had to evolve into a world. At present, it was still vague and chaotic. Of course, most of this was the practice after the Exterior. At present, Mengqi was mainly adjusting them slowly, searching for the "state" that resonated with the Outer World the strongest.
If it was a normal path, Mengqi could adjust according to the content of the Eight Nine Mysteries, which had been described by predecessors. But now, his path was a bit unreliable. Although there were references, he still had to explore slowly on his own. He could not be too hasty.
And one of the ways was to fight a life-and-death battle with an evenly matched or even superior opponent. Under the guidance of Qi dynamic, the soul would be improved, and the Inner World would naturally adjust, closer to the Outer World.
Looking inside, Mengqi was in a state of emptiness, slowly adjusting the Inner World. Light gold naturally appeared around his body, and various Aperture acupoints were faintly shining.
At this moment, Mengqi's soul suddenly fluctuated, and he felt a wave of annoyance. It was not internal, but external.
He stopped practicing and opened his eyes. He saw people coming and going around, bustling and lively. Some were selling calligraphy and paintings, some were performing monkey shows, and all kinds of food.
In front of him was a temple with yellow walls and black tiles. The trees inside were towering, revealing a bit of tranquility.
And the place where he was just now was the wilderness at the edge of the grassland!
Why did time and space suddenly shift?
Or was it an illusion?
Mengqi frowned and thought of something. After truly practicing the Primal Aperture at Mid-brows, he had to be on guard against the invasion of External Demons, which was the natural backlash of the Heaven and Earth.
External Demons might be his incarnation of the Heavenly Demon Tribe, or it might be something that happened by chance, such as family trifles or love entanglements that lingered in his heart, making him irritated and difficult to get rid of. In short, it would affect the soul, and lead to Qi-deviancy Deviation. It was a difficulty that every martial arts cultivator had to face.
"Could it be an illusion created by the invading External Demons?" Mengqi stood in the surging crowd, on guard, afraid that the External Demons were lurking in the crowd and would suddenly attack.
The surrounding crowd flowed away like water, and only Mengqi stood still, seeming out of place. Many people turned to look at this handsome and gentle man in green.
As he looked around, Mengqi saw the name of the temple:
"Yuanjue Temple."
"The temple fair of Yuanjue Temple … sounds familiar …" Mengqi pursed his lips, recalling the past, and listened to the conversations of the people around him.
Not far away, a storyteller slammed the wood and said in a loud voice, "Yesterday, we talked about the battle between the Devil Empress and the Right Chief Minister. It was a storm, lightning, and thunder. On the other side, there was the 'God-petrifying Sword' Meng, who went straight into the Crown Prince's Residence and killed the Crown Prince amidst thousands of troops!"
Devil Empress? God-petrifying Sword? Yuanjue Temple! Mengqi squinted his eyes, finally remembering where he was. This was the Yuanjue Temple where the Devil Venerable passed away, the Devil Venerable who left behind the words' So that's how it is' and the External Demon's Skin!
He carefully took out the External Demon's Skin from the Space Ring.
As soon as it came into contact with the wind, the External Demon's Skin, which had not changed no matter how he fiddled with it, suddenly burned and turned into ashes, scattering on the ground.
"So it was' you 'who led me here …" Mengqi's lips curled into a smile. "Then where is my' External Demon '?"
With his current state, he could not detect any signs of illusion, so his initial judgment was correct. He was in the world of the Devil Empress and the Sword Emperor, the world of the 'God-petrifying Sword' Meng. If he wanted to escape, he would have to find the 'External Demon' and kill it!
Mengqi did not think about how the Devil Venerable's External Demon could allow him to move time and space. After all, even the Devil Venerable himself was far from this state because of the words' So that's how it is'.
He looked up and looked around. With his hands behind his back, he leisurely walked towards the Yuanjue Temple, like an ordinary person who came to offer incense and worship the Buddha.
After entering the temple and passing through two main halls, Mengqi suddenly felt something. He smiled and turned to the side hall next to him.
The side hall was not as lively as other places. It was deserted and there were only a few people, but they were all guarding the door with their genuine Qi surging. One look and anyone could tell that they were masters.
Seeing Mengqi in a green robe walking slowly with his hands behind his back like a young master who was strolling casually, they immediately wanted to stop him.
Suddenly, their bodies trembled and their expressions changed. They slowed down and let Mengqi pass them and enter the side hall. Their eyes were full of astonishment.
In the side hall, a woman in a white gauze was sitting on a futon, facing the Buddha statue. Just looking at her back gave people a feeling of infinite beauty.
Mengqi walked slowly to the side of the woman and looked at the Buddha statue. He smiled and said, "The Devil Venerable saw through the world of mortals and became a monk. Does the Devil Empress also want to shave her hair and become a nun?"
The woman in the white gauze was also looking at the Buddha statue. Her voice was hoarse and charming.
"I haven't seen you for a few years and you have reached this level."
"Are you also here to send the Sword Emperor off?"
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