"People die, the Tao disappears..."

The wind on the top of Dafo Mountain seemed to have a moment of stagnation.

Fan Ru stood among the stone forests, with a subtle expression, regrets and expectations.

From the end of Qin to the present, over three thousand years, strong people emerged one after another, but they could be called the supreme master. There were only three people who had a huge impact on later generations.

Lu Chen, Bodhidharma, the sloppy Taoist.

Countless descendants have speculated and used various arguments to evaluate the level of the three.

But then, it's just a guess.

Now, he can witness the collision between these two supreme masters.

only……

Looking at the old monk in the wind on the mountain, Fan Ru felt a slight pity under her heart.

It’s a pity that I have no chance to fight with this Zen master, and it’s a pity that the two of them have no chance to fight equally.

Even though the Bodhidharma in front of him is not ignorant of his wisdom, he has been transformed more than two thousand years ago, and even though he has made great progress in the birth and death of this illusion.

Compared to the Mr. Lu in the void, he is...

"When the immortals and Buddhas are still destroyed, it is difficult for heaven and earth to escape disasters. Lu himself also has someone to die and disappear. This is nothing, and you don't have to exaggerate..."

In the void, there seemed to be a platform looming. He lowered his eyes from the clouds and sneered:

"It's a pity that you can't see that day."

Wow!

The Buddha's singing of Zen is extremely loud, and it is like a god crying and howling. The invisible big hand is like a legendary dragon exploring its claws, with incredible power.

The sky is far away from the sea of ​​clouds, and the mountains, forests and the earth are trembling.

"Amitabha!"

The faint golden light intertwined and overlapped like waves, and Bodhidharma clasped his hands together, his mind united, facing the most powerful and powerful first divine palm of the eternal.

He had no waves on his face, but there were ripples in his eyes looking to the north:

"I've seen it already..."

...

...

boom!

At this moment, the world changed in Yang Yu's eyes.

Wilderness, shrubs, mountains, clouds, cold wind...

Everything that is within sight is now operating at an extremely slow speed, and with it concentrating, everything seems to be the appearance of being stripped away at this moment.

With the inexplicable blessing on the Buddha statue, Yang Yu saw the deep mysteries of the immortal magical illusion for the first time.

A lot of light and shadows intertwined and entangled, covering the world of the present world, like a reflection in water, real and illusory.

‘Is this enlightenment?’

This thought arose in Yang Yu's mind.

At the same time, he actually captured various lost information scattered in the void world!

In a trance, he felt that he had become a receiver in his previous life, and could easily capture the ‘information’ transmitted by different frequencies, different eras, and different people in the same place.

That's the information that existed!

Under the indoctrination of this information, his thinking, which was already extremely fast, started to operate at high speed.

Yu Yang even felt that there was fire burning in his skull.

This is not an illusion!

This is the fire of thinking that ignited under the high-speed collision between thinking and foreign information!

In this state, Yang Yu felt that he was standing at an unprecedented huge height and looking down at himself.

"The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will..."

"Spring grows in summer, harvests in autumn and hides in winter... The sky has four seasons, and people have birth, old age, sickness and death..."

"The four images, all things, all things, four images, combined with winter, into fist, cannot be called the four images, combined with birth, old age, sickness, death, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four spirits are transformed, and only the four images, fist..."

"God's will, God's will..."

"God's will, like a knife!"

...

The Four Elephants of Heavenly Will, the old mother wants to accept the record of Qi, the old mother’s mountain-splitting technique, the Vajra Indestructible Body, the Invincible Tiangang…

Domineering Fist, Divine Fist, Tiangang Fist, Qinglong Nine Killing, Three Killing Sword Technique...

All the martial arts I have learned and browsed and practiced before seem to turn into firewood, providing the fire of thinking and making it burn forever.

【Shareworks of the Mountain: The Ninth Grade】

【Divine Fist: The Ninth Grade】

【Tiangang Fist: Eighth Level】

【Three Killing Sword Technique: Eighth Level】

【Hundred Steps Flying Sword: The Ninth Grade】

...

Under the violent collision of thinking, one martial arts breaks through one after another, and the essence of each other is colliding and complementing each other.

In the past two years, he has tried many times, but he has only tried hard to put together all the boxing principles, and at this moment, he has been in the fire.

And in this raging fire, there is a real tendency to fusion.

‘Awakening the truth…’

A great throbbing arose in Yang Yu's heart and he has not yet retreated.

Click!

Until a moment, a sound of a bronze mirror shattering came from his ears.

It was the faceless Buddha statue held up by his palm, cracking, like an unfired pottery figurine, which was covered with broken marks from the head to the feet.

It's also void!

In an instant, Yang Yu saw the void in front of him cracking and spreading in all directions, spreading endlessly.

The bushes and weeds nearby, the mountains and rocks in the distance, the city walls and cars and horses in the distance... to the sky at a very high place!

Uncountable cracks, cross-sectional, and covered the entire immortal magical realm...

"The illusion is here

Crash?!"

Austr Yang was shocked.

The fundamental of this immortal magical realm lies in the fact that Bodhidharma and the three demons he was intimidating were the spiritual will and Taoist fruit of the great Buddhist master.

Normally, the disappearance of the illusion is like the fog gradually becoming thinner and it is broken...

"What happened?!"

Thoughts flashed, and as the Buddha statue cracked in an instant, Yang Yu fell from the omniscient realm of "enlightenment".

In an instant, an indescribable huge emptiness filled all his mind and perception.

It made him almost cough up blood.

But in a few moments, he had already stabilized his mind and forced himself to endure the throbbing of the empty feeling due to the huge gap.

With the alien aura that had not completely dissipated, he looked at the source of the shattered illusion.

Dafoshan.

He saw a big hand.

A huge palm that seemed to be there and not, like a woven wind and clouds, traversed from the cracked spider-web-like sky.

It casts a huge shadow on the earth that can cover the mountains!

"This is……"

It was clearly perceived in the dark, but Yang Yu felt his pupils shrink violently.

In a trance, under the cracked dome and the surging sea of ​​clouds, he seemed to see a platform sitting cross-legged with a hazy figure.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The hazy mist is swept by his facial features and faces. He can only vaguely see his slender body, long blue hair, and dark golden eyes, showing the appearance of double pupils.

In the clouds and mist, his figure seemed to be there or not, but his aura was really vast and chaotic, like the earth and the sky.
To be continued...