【Willing Power: 269130】……

Chen Yi looked away from the gray screen.

After the Battle of Dragon City, the power of wish reached more than 90,000, and the exchange for the Unparalleled Sword cost 10,000. Lost Mountain saved the evil spirits and climbed to the unprecedented number now.

It’s a pleasure to look at!

But thinking about what he was going to do next, Chen Yi felt terribly distressed.

Born to be poor...

Chen Yi sighed, turned around and got into the island space...

…

Stormy world.

Shaolin Temple.

Chen Yi walked out of the cave on the back mountain.

The competition at the foot of the mountain is still going on.

That scorching fighting spirit, thousands of ways, either gentle, thick, cunning, or domineering... dazzling and bizarre, like the martial arts will of a hundred flowers blooming, gathered together, rising into the sky like a torrent.

Chen Yi couldn't help but smile.

He has been to many worlds and seen several different powers.

But he feels that this world is the most suitable for him.

After witnessing the fragments of the created world, the scene at Qijue Mountain, martial arts, seemed so insignificant in front of those powerful people who made the sky and earth shatter and the stars fall with every move.

However, Chen Yi believed in the journey of martial arts. He was far from seeing the end, and had even just started.

No one can tell the future clearly.

Chen Yi has always just insisted on one belief. Only by choosing what suits him can he make the best of it.

At least, Fengyun World already has a very solid foundation. In the future, it may not be impossible to open up a supreme avenue based on this foundation.

But this is something that will happen in the future, and the purpose of coming here is not to open the way.

He raised his eyelids and saw someone walking in front of him from the stone steps outside the mountain.

Chen Yi showed a smile: "Mr. Nameless, Dugu Donor, I haven't seen you for a few days. I hope you are fine."

Wuming had already sensed Chen Yi's appearance.

His sudden disappearance and reappearance several times in a row made this Tianjian full of curiosity.

It's just that Chen Yi comes and goes in a hurry every time and can't catch him at all.

This time, he didn't disappear as soon as he arrived. He rushed over immediately.

On the way, I met the sword master who suddenly came out of seclusion.

This sword master, Chen Yi, went into seclusion deep in Songshan Mountain after a battle with the two brothers Xiao Aoshi and Xiao Jingtian.

It only took a few days for him to come out.

Looking at his state, it made even Wuming, the Heavenly Sword, feel very strange.

But in front of him, Chen Yi was more concerned about him.

"Master Tripitaka, you and I met yesterday, why have we not seen each other for so many days?"

Chen Yi smiled, but did not answer. He turned his gaze to the sword master, whose white hair was disheveled, his eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and his whole body was shrouded in a dead silence.

"It seems that Dugu Donor has realized something?"

"Nirvana is the essence of Buddhism. I don't understand the principles of Buddhism. I can't understand it thoroughly..."

Dugu Jian's eyes were still dull, but his lips and teeth were open and closed, as stiff as a lifeless doll. He seemed to be talking to him, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "I was born for swords, and I only learn swords."

, I know the sword, but I only know the sword. The sword is a weapon. Although it is the weapon of a gentleman, it is also a weapon that can destroy life."

"The great road in the sword should be endless, but my life is about to end, and it is difficult to follow the great road. I have to observe the Buddha's secrets. Although I don't have this wisdom, I still have something to gain..."

"The sword is a weapon of destruction, and the way I teach you should also come from destruction. You can't achieve Nirvana, but you have a sword, and you should live towards death..."

"Now that I'm here, I'll ask you two to help me and give me the opportunity to draw my sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, in those turbid and lifeless eyes, there were already traces of sword energy flickering, and even traces of frightening energy flowing.

Under the turbulence of Qi, the sword on Wuming's body screamed, and the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword soared into the sky.

With a strange light in his eyes, he looked at the Sword Master: "It is indeed a sword that can destroy heaven and earth. If this sword is completed, Brother Dugu will probably be one step ahead of Master and Wuming and reach the great road first."

"Amitabha!"

Chen Yique clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. His supernatural power was driven by divine will that exceeded his innate ability. Even Wuming and Sword Master would be affected.

The terrifying and majestic sword intent that gradually gathered on the two of them gradually disappeared.

Just kidding, he's not here to fight, he's here to shake people up and fight!

"well……"

Dugu Jian sighed quietly: "It seems that I can't use this sword."

He and Wuming could understand a lot from just the sound of the Buddha's name.

The realm of this Tripitaka Master has clearly reached an unimaginable level.

Even if he fired that long-prepared sword, it would only consume his last vestige of vitality.

If there was only Wuming, it would be worse.

"Donor Dugu, you don't have to be like this. The young monk came here because he wanted to ask for something, but he didn't expect that the benefactor had already received something. It should be God's will. I'm happy to congratulate you."

Chen Yi showed an incomprehensible smile: "If Mr. Wuming and Don Gu are willing to help, the young monk is willing to take the two of them to climb the road to heaven together."

If he hadn't known that the person in front of him was indeed the Shaolin monk who was famous all over the world, Wuming would have regarded him as a swindler.

The Sword Master's cloudy eyes also fluctuated slightly.

Wuming said quietly: "How do you say this?"

Chen Yi lightly clasped his hands and put them in front of his abdomen, walked slowly for two steps, looked up at the sky and said, "Do you two know that there are three thousand worlds in my Buddhist sect?"

Wuming didn't know what it meant, and frowned slightly: "I know a little bit."

"Legend has it that in the Western Heaven, under the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, there is a great mountain named Sumeru, which has existed forever and ever, and the gods live on it. It is surrounded by three thousand great epochs. Among the three thousand great epochs, in each great epoch, there are three

There are thousands of middle ages, and for each middle age, there are still three thousand smaller ones."

Chen Yi tilted his head and smiled and said: "The saying that there is a heaven outside the sky is true. It is the Sumeru Shengjing. The three thousand great worlds are only a corner of the infinite heavens and immeasurable worlds. This heaven and earth are even more yellow.

A pebble in the sand, a trickle in the sea."

"Heaven and earth have limits, but the world is immeasurable and the avenue has no limit. You two, why don't you follow the young monk to experience the sky and the world beyond the sky and pursue the endless avenue?"

"..."

Rao Wuming, who always behaved calmly, was also dumbfounded.

It was not because Chen Yi's words were shocking, but because he thought Chen Yi had lost his mind and gone crazy.

Even the dead eyes of Dugu Jian gradually became dull, the sword's heart wavered, and the sword spirit that had been accumulated for a long time almost disappeared.

"Master Sanzang...are you...ok?"

Wuming was a little suspicious that this guy had become obsessed with practicing martial arts...

"..."

Chen Yi has a black line hanging down his forehead, which seems to be a bit of a failure...

"Two of you, let's be honest. The young monk is here to ask you to help us clean up some clowns and restore a peaceful world to the world. However, this world is not the other world..."

Pretending to compete failed, Chen Yi no longer pretended to be profound, and said bluntly: "As long as you two agree, you can see for yourself at that time. What the young monk said is not false."

"..."

Pretending to compare is a failure, but deception is a success.

With the reputation of the Shaolin monk as a guarantee, Wuming and Dugujian still chose to agree, let's see how well he sells it.

To be honest, although in their minds, what Chen Yi said was too unbelievable and unbelievable.

But it was Chen Yi who said this, which made them feel a hint of expectation and enthusiasm...

The sky beyond the sky, the realm beyond the realm,

Infinite world, boundless avenue...

Even the myths of immortals and Buddhas that have been circulated have never been so vast.

If it were true, how wonderful would it be?

Speaking of Chen Yi, the thug he most wants to choose is the Shaolin Temple. After all, he is one of his own.

However, since willingness is precious, he can only choose the one with the highest price/performance ratio...

Shaolin still has a few top masters at present.

Just an old monk Zhan Yin, the kind who just throws himself into the street...

The rest of the people, including the old monk Zhan Ming who rushed back to help him in the last battle, and the old monk he met in Lingyun Temple when he first came to Fengyun, were all a bit uninterested.

Wuming is different, he may break through the innate at any time, and then he will buy a fifth-grade thug at the price of fourth-grade...

Now it may be a buy one get one free offer, and there will be one more sword master who is ready to face death.
Chapter completed!