At this time, the fighting spirit has climbed to the extreme, he has learned all the authentic Buddhism, and has exhausted the four great divine skills of Dharma, and has the goal of the first ancestor all his life, but he has not been able to achieve his wish for three hundred years, so he only thinks that the patriarch of Bodhidharma under the whole world still has the fifth great divine skill, and he has been looking for many years and cannot do so.

How many years have passed, and he has almost forgotten about it for a long time, and he doesn't want to meet such a top now, and he has a glimpse of the Buddhist scriptures, how can he stop.

"Descendants of Bodhidharma?"

Chen Zhuo looked at me deeply, his hands twisted, his eyebrows immediately bloomed, and his spiritual thoughts spread out in all directions.

Under the traction, he saw that the illusory figures in the illusion reintegrated into his body like thousands of rivers returning to the river and thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

Looking from afar, I saw that all the men, women and children in the streets and alleys, or people of three religions and nine streams, or old men, women and children, or women and men, all turned from real to virtual, turned into wisps of light, and threw themselves into Chen Zhuo's eyebrows.

These people were originally the existence he imagined with his thoughts, and now that all his thoughts are reunited, Chen Zhuo's blurred face is actually constantly changing his face, sometimes becoming an immature child, sometimes turning into an old man with crane hair, ignoring men and women, but in the end, they are all distorted with the brilliance, all shattered, showing Chen Zhuo's true appearance.

As soon as the illusion receded, those who had strayed into the illusion also woke up, as if they had had a long and distant dream, with a blankness.

However, Chen Zhuo's next move turned from excitement to astonishment and anger.

"Huh?"

I saw Chen Zhuo's face change, I don't know what I felt, I twisted my eyebrows and swept around, my eyes were weird, and then I squinted and looked up at the clear blue sky above my head, and there was a little more surprise and strange color in my eyes.

His lips moved, and he silently spat out two words, then withdrew his right foot, and his body instantly disappeared into the void, invisible ripples, and a large living person disappeared under his nose.

"Let's go to the martial arts conference to fight!"

Echoes in vain.

"No!" I shrugged my eyebrows, my beard and hair were open, like an angry lion, a pair of big eyes like copper bells staring at the void, the essence of light in my eyes was like electricity, locking the void, and turning quickly, "Escape!" ”

His voice was like thunder, one foot stomped on the ground, with the power of the shock people have burst out like arrows off the string, obviously looking at the burly and bulky body, but the speed of the body is unbelievable, kicking the wall and hurrying, using both hands and feet, only moving on the eaves corner tiles, not startled, castration like flying.

This chase and catch-up, all the way away, not long after the monk has chased to the beach.

The empty eyes looked at the air, the pupils first shrank and then expanded, and the subtleties that were difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye had been fully seen by him.

I saw that there was a layer of imperceptible ripples waving in the place that seemed to be empty.

"Show up!"

The empty self was in a fluctuating mood, with anger in his hand, the true qi outside his body surged, and behind him it was like a huge red sun, and the two huge palms like pig iron casting were lifted, and the wind and waves surged when the sea landed.

"Boom!"

The water is overturned.

On the surface of the sea that was originally uninhabited, a silhouette of a figure appeared in the sea.

Chen Zhuo did not sink the waves, and looked at the empty air that was chasing after me and frowned.

He didn't use any magical powers, but covered up his existence with his powerful spiritual power, not wanting this person to catch up.

"Hahaha......" I laughed a few times, and my majestic voice stirred in the sea breeze for a long time, "Boy, you can't escape from heaven and earth, fight me quickly!" ”

Chen Zhuo rolled up his green robe, and the wind and waves in front of him were calm, and if an invisible big hand stroked him, he said lightly: "I said that after half a year, the martial arts conference will compete again." ”

"I can't help you, I have to fight today, I have to fight if I don't fight, I ......" The anger in my eyes burned with anger, and I was about to enter again, not wanting a ball of sea water to rise in front of Chen Zhuo, extending into a mirror, lying between the two, "This ...... This is? ”

Empty and stopped, staring intently, there was a shadow in the mirror.

The four eyes were facing each other, the reflection in the mirror grinned, a pair of big hands flicked out, and then walked out of it, the sea water gathered and turned into a strange figure, it was none other than myself.

In a moment's effort, there was another empty self on the sea, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the false.

My heart was shocked, and I looked at Chen Zhuo in disbelief, and then looked at my other self.

It's only been a long time, and Chen Zhuo has been able to transform his mind, which is really not trivial.

"Good boy, I have to admit that looking at the geniuses I have seen in the past, there are very few who can be compared to you."

The empty self opened his mouth in a deep voice, and the body of the reflection moved with him, and the end was exactly the same.

His feet suddenly picked up, and he hurried out in a few big strides, without any fancy, and smashed out with a punch.

That reflection is also a punch.

The two fists collided, and my eyes opened sharply, only to feel a huge force surging under the fists, and the reflection of the sea water was on par with my own.

"Monk, don't forget, martial arts conference, this seat and so on!"

Chen Zhuo didn't look at it, turned around and walked away, only empty and unwilling roar behind him.

……

It's just that at the time when Chen Zhuo realized the "Heartless Heart Sutra", there was another shocking change in an ancient temple far away in the north.

The Taoist temple is dilapidated, lifeless, hidden between the mountains and mountains, I think it has been no one to take care of it for a long time, the courtyard is full of rotten leaves and rotten shells, that is, the wall skin has peeled off a layer, mottled and ugly, very ugly.

The wooden windows are rotten, the wooden doors are broken, and the yellowed window paper is tattered and shabby in the autumn wind.

And behind the half-hidden door, there was an old futon, and there were people on the futon.

It was a thin old man with white hair and white clothes, silver beard and snow eyebrows, cross-legged and motionless, sitting quietly like a stone, with a three-foot-long unsheathed Qingfeng on his knees, and the sword body was gray, just like an old man, with a layer of light gray, as if it had been some time.

Although the old man has white hair and silver beard, his face is clear, his skeleton is tall, and he has a rich spirit that does not conform to his appearance, two sword eyebrows hide a shocking edge, his shoulders are broad, and he is dressed in an ancient costume, which seems to be incompatible with modern times, and his silver hair is strangely long, like vines and strange snakes, scattered on the ground.

The sun was rising in the east, and the morning light was shining brightly, penetrating the window, reflecting the somewhat vague word "Dao" on the wall behind the old man.

However, just as the old man had been meditating in retreat for decades, some strange and terrible change suddenly took place in front of him.

And the old man's body, which was as immobile as a stone statue, seemed to come to life, and his silent chest began to rise and fall, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking down with three points of doubt, three points of astonishment, and four points of shock.

I saw that on the ground with a thick layer of dust, small characters began to appear.

Strokes are outlined, like a large invisible hand writing in front of him.

Under the intently gaze of the old man, the handwriting was pieced together, and his eyes gradually widened, and his face showed a shocked and terrifying color.

"This ...... It's ......"

Not only him, at this moment, there are martial arts strongmen and masters of the rivers and lakes one after another, all of whom have encountered almost similar bizarre scenes and bizarre changes at this time, and lines of handwriting appear out of thin air in their eyes.

In front of the handwriting, a portrait is revealed, lifelike and delicate.

That is actually Chen Zhuo.

(End of chapter)