The Liuhe is the upper and lower east, west, north and south, and the one who knows the Liuhe knows the world. There is a cloud in "Zhuangzi": "Outside the Liuhe, the sage exists and does not care, and within the Liuhe, the sage does not discuss." ”

Xiao Qianli unleashed this move, and a brilliant sword light poured towards the lonely old monk, and if you look closely, that sword qi like silver practice is actually composed of countless subtle sword lights, like a galaxy rolling upside down, rushing and galloping.

In the majestic sword qi, the old monk of Wu Lonely hunted and moved with his whole body in clothes, his white beard was flying, and under the impact of the sword intent, he was like a lonely boat, constantly undulating, and it seemed that he would be overturned by the waves in the next moment.

The old monk's face was solemn, his palms were closed, and he suddenly turned outward, and the golden light around his body was magnificent, and there was a faint sound of thunder in his palm, and a heavy white circle of light was formed in front of him.

There are four levels of aperture, each of which has a completely different artistic conception, one is stronger than the other, revealing the meaning of emptiness and rebirth nirvana.

The Liuhe sword qi had already blasted in front of Wu Silence's body, and the first circle of light had exploded.

With a bang, the Cosmos Clear Qi suddenly became a mess, the entire clearing was disordered, the past, present, and future consciousnesses appeared, and countless True Qi annihilated and spread in all directions.

With this blow, the temple building, which had been dilapidated and crumbling, suddenly turned into a white ground, and the white snow suddenly revealed a solid layer of soil.

The second aperture then exploded, and there was another explosion, as if a world compressed to the extreme, suddenly expanded, and the layers of space continued to squeeze, forming a violent explosion.

This blow was even more violent than the first time, and the air flow turned into billowing clouds, and the light was great, turning all the boundless sword qi that attacked in front of the old monk into nothingness.

The triple aperture burst one after another, and the surging Liuhe sword qi had all been dissolved and invisible.

The fourth aperture became pitch black and deep, constantly rotating in the palm of the old monk, exuding an incomparably pure inner breath, as if it contained a vast world. Xiao Qianli stared at it, only to feel that his soul trembled, as if he would fall into the boundless abyss as long as he glanced at it.

"Colorless Heaven! Colorless Law, No Place, No Formless Phase. Xiao Qianli nodded, and said lightly, "Old monk, you have practiced the way of Buddhism to this point, but is there any further improvement?"

The eyes of the old monk were empty, and the pupils that were originally cloudy had become crystal clear, and when he looked closely, he found that his eyes seemed to contain the entire universe, unfathomable.

His face was calm, and he sighed lightly: "Even if the four meditations and eight precepts are sufficient, their meditation practice still has the heart of welcoming and rejecting according to the circumstances, and Nirvana will liberate all suffering and troubles. The donor asked if there was room for improvement in the Colorless Realm Heaven, but the old man really didn't know. ”

His voice suddenly became extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I just ask the donor not to keep his hand and show the way for the old man!"

Xiao Qianli suddenly smiled and said loudly: "As you wish!"

With a wave of his robe sleeves and his long sword pointing at the sky, the old monk hurriedly looked up, only to see that in the gloomy sky, seven big stars suddenly flashed up.

"Big Dipper?" the old monk's voice suddenly became a little excited, and he said in a trembling voice, "The power of the stars?

Xiao Qianli smiled slightly and said, "Monk, don't you know the wonder of the Seven Stars of Xuanmen?"

The old monk suddenly woke up, and hurriedly looked at it, but saw that the body of the pure long sword was circulating, like life, and there was a faint sound of breathing, like the surging tide of the sea, and there was a sound of waves.

Suddenly, a thin sword qi shot out, straight into the sky shrouded in black for hundreds of millions of miles, and only seven stars were left like lights in the dark night, one by one, and the light flowed.

The wind and thunder were rolling, in the void, but I saw golden runes flying out from the seven star buckets, like moths to fire, crashing into that sword qi, and all of them were submerged in it. That sword qi was infused with the power of the stars, and it became more and more dazzling.

In the face of the great power of heaven and earth, even the old monk of Silence changed color, he was silent, and with a sudden push of his palms, the fourth circle of light suddenly attacked Xiao Qianli.

I don't think about it, I don't think about it!

This heavy heaven is the highest existence of the colorless realm, dwelling in meditation and only knowing the mind, it is the supreme fruit of the unphased Mystic Dharma, and there is the artistic conception of nirvana and emptiness, which is the most mysterious.

At this time, the Pure Jun Sword became extremely bright, the power of the majestic stars condensed on its body, and a sword qi of a thickness of a few feet suddenly stimulated, colliding with the aperture in one place!

This move is extremely fierce, much faster than the "Liuhe Duzun" just now, and the power of the surging stars condensed into a brilliant spiritual light, like a vast galaxy, countless small and almost invisible stars are mixed together, and there is no five-color difference. Under the shroud of sword qi, even the air became scorching.

And the old monk who was directly pointed at by the sword qi felt as if there was a mountain around him that was pressed hard, and he was squeezed by this heavy pressure that there was no trace of turbidity in his heart. At that moment, his eyes widened, and his palms urged, and the fourth non-thinking and non-thinking heavenly aura fiercely met the sword qi.

"The seven stars are fierce and impermanent. It's for the Seven Stars Gong Rui!"

This blow was extremely violent, and suddenly the boundless sword qi Buddha light shone, like a brilliant galaxy, even the earth shook for it, even the two of them, and they couldn't help but shake their bodies, Xiao Qianli turned like flowing water, calming the fire and water wind on the ground, and stabilizing his body.

He looked up, but saw three huge white lotus phantoms appearing behind the old monk, exuding an incomparably pure aura, and there were thousands of auspicious qi around his body, allowing the broken sword qi Buddha light to fly wildly, but he couldn't get within a few feet of his body.

"Three flowers gather at the top!" Although the analysis system did not give an explanation, Xiao Qianli still recognized this legendary realm at a glance.

Seeing Xiao Qianli's strange gaze, the old monk smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "The donor forced the old man to do his best, but the old man has not yet seen the donor's Tianhua, and the martial arts realm of the Xiao master is really unfathomable!"

The old monk's words of admiration made Xiao Qianli suddenly realize!

Sanhua is really "Sanhua", which is divided into Renhua, Dihua and Tianhua. The spirit is mixed into one, and the entrance is a hole, which is the acupoint of the spirit essence. The spirit of the "three yangs" is sublimated into the fire, and finally gathers in the mud pill palace.

This is a passage from the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra", but he is only in the realm of the first level of congenital incarnation now, and he is unable to cultivate this layer of exercises, so although he is extremely familiar with the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra", he cannot reach this level at all.

And the old monk in front of him, the three white lotuses are close to maturity, and the three flowers are about to gather at the top, which is worthy of being the strongest combat power of the Mahayana Western Expedition, and worthy of being the realm of the Pure Land of Buddhism, that is, the legendary Buddhist boss who refines the gods and returns to the realm of the void.