Heavenly Martial Arts - 134. Chapter 134 Friends, please go on the road!

It was suddenly cold.

Now it is summer, but suddenly there is some autumn depression.

Is autumn coming?

Suddenly, the hundreds of thousands of Sui Jun who looked around here felt cold, and a stubborn murderous intent spread.

Fu Cailin glanced at He Heng, the ashes that had just faded from his eyes, filled with a touch of indifference, this is a kind of return to the basics of great backwardness.

He holds the sword in his hand, and the sword has merged with his people.

And his people, at this moment, are integrated with the whole world.

Heaven, man, and sword seem to blend in with water and milk, and the elements are innocent, and they are perfectly integrated at this moment.

This is the realm of heaven and man, the sword of heaven and man.

At this juncture, Fu Cailin finally broke the barrier that had trapped him all his life to gain a glimpse of the way of heaven and man.

Just give him a little more time. As long as he doesn’t die today, it won’t take long before he can truly unite the Yin and Yang spirits, condense the original spirit, and step into the realm of Taoism and practice.

This is the realm of Bai Yuchan back then.

According to the situation of the Tang Dynasty, as long as he stepped into this state, he would have 50% hope of breaking through the void and seeing the womb.

Of course, this 50% refers to the probability of him comprehending the Dao-born state, not the probability of achieving the Dao-born state.

In fact, as long as they reach the realm of the primordial spirit, they are already considered to be the door of the Taoist birth. In the big world, more than half of the primordial spirit realm is eligible to attack the realm, but they did not choose to attack.

The reason is simple, it is dangerous to break through the womb.

The heaven and the earth are like a mother, and the fetus is before the womb, within the mother’s body, it is also protected by the mother’s body while being restricted.

And to achieve the Taoist birth state is to transform into a baby and then grow into a human being, facing the vast world independently, among which there are many dangers.

Especially at the moment of birth, this is the easiest time for a baby to die.

Ye Jingqiu’s achievement of the Dao Tier Stage seemed very simple, without the slightest danger, but she was the best disciple of the Zhenwu Sect in contemporary times. Under the Dao Tier Stage, her strength and foundation were at the top of the world, so it was natural for her to break through.

But this does not represent most people. After all, geniuses like her are in the minority.

Most people are cautious when they reach the Dao Tier Stage, and a little carelessness is the end of fall.

But even so, Fu Cailin is still a big deal in this world.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, he can live today.

Can he live? the answer is negative.

Suddenly, the wind blew up, and He Heng started manually.

The palms were white as jade, and the index and middle fingers were closed together, and the infuriating energy converging with a thread shot out suddenly, and lightly pointed towards Fu Cailin.

Infuriating is like a tide, endless.

This refers to the infinite mystery, like a sword, tapping into a portal somewhere in the heavens and the earth.

This is Taiyi Divine Sword, Taiyi One, the fundamental mystery of heaven and earth, the origin of Tao! God’s door is the gateway to all mysteries and laws.

The Taiyi Divine Gate Sword can directly point to all the mysterious portals of heaven and earth, and one sword penetrates everything. He Heng refers to the sword, and its power is undiminished.

Fu Cailin’s state of being in harmony with the three elements of heaven, man, and sword was instantly broken. He Heng cut through his connection with heaven and earth, and the connection with the sword in his hand, and isolated him, allowing him to face the infinite universe alone.

This is the mystery of the Taiyi Divine Gate Sword, a sword that cuts through the heavens and the earth, breaking through the mysterious portal.

Fu Cailin’s figure is even more bleak, he has no contact with this world, he even lost his sword.

Even though the sword is still in hand, there is no longer the kind of spiritual connection between the human and the sword.

He only has himself.

In fact, no one is born only with himself, any partner, and any sustenance are all vain.

People come to this world alone, and will leave alone.

Fu Cailin felt extremely lonely and lonely in his mind, he could only swing his sword alone, or the person who brandished him.

Using the body as a sword, Fu Cailin pounced on He Heng.

The violent infuriating energy overflowed on him, radiant, and intertwined, turning into the most beautiful and simple sword.

Then, the sword pierced lightly and pointed directly at He Heng.

He Heng felt that this was a sword that could not be avoided. It was Fu Cailin’s spirit and spirit. Everything in his whole person was transformed into the sky and the earth, and nothing was cut!

He was like a pawn in a chess game, and Fu Cailin’s sword had already blocked all his chess paths, and he was about to kill.

There are countless places on the chessboard, but none of them can let him save this one.

His only way is… to ruin the chessboard!

The six-yang true understanding is endless, the yin and yang emerge and die, and the endlessly blended true energy surging out, turning into a wall of air, blocking Fu Cailin’s figure.

At the same time, He Heng’s figure moved violently.

His fist is as strong as a mountain, surging like a sea, and every blow is an infinite world, covering Fu Cailin!

boom! boom! boom!

The shadow of the sword and the force of the fist were intertwined, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be shocked. There was lightning surging, and the thunder roared, as if it was about to fall.

He Heng gave a long and steep scream, his figure and the dim star seemed to overlap, running endlessly, endlessly growing and dying.

This is Tai Sui Wu Xing Bu, one of the three basic martial arts of Zhen Wu.

Its most fundamental meaning is the combination of body and stars, forming four forms of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, which are impermanent and have no magic method, and investigate the mystery of heaven, earth and stars.

Now, He Heng uses the white tiger form.

Among the four elephants, the white tiger kills, the most fierce.

His eyes were a little scarlet, full of killing intent, and the true energy of Six Yang True Understanding was urged to the extreme, faintly reaching a barrier.

Those of six yang, yin and yang too!

The true interpretation of the six yangs is a kind of yin and yang coexistence, extremely peaceful, but unparalleled in mystery.

Practicing to the extreme is the mutual development of yin and yang, and Tao produces all things.

This is the seventh realm.

And the eighth level is once again the return of all laws, the unity of all things, reaching the beginning and chaos, the realm of no beginning and no end.

Now He Heng is in the sixth stage and it is difficult to make progress. Today he finally saw a trace of the seventh stage.

But at this moment, he didn’t think about this. In his heart, at this moment, there were only opponents with eyes.

“Friends of Taoism, please go on the road!” He Heng sighed quietly. The true energy of the six yangs were intertwined with yin and yang, and circulated in his body like Taiji.

He divided the yin and yang two zhenqi on his arms, with cold eyes in his eyes, staring at Fu Cailin who was stabbing him with a sword.

Thunder resounded in the sky, and there was a sudden downpour.

He Heng opened his arms, and the world changed color for him.

The heavy rain suddenly dissipated, the thunder retreated, and all the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, revealing a bright moon.

This strange scene fell in the eyes of countless Sui soldiers as if they were a miracle, and they all knelt down in excitement and bowed down to the heaven and the earth.

But this will not affect He Heng and Fu Cailin.

The moonlight was dim, and a round of reflection happened to fall between He Heng’s arms.

Fu Cailin’s sword has also been pierced, and he is about to approach He Heng’s chest.

The flowers blooming in Pyongyang suddenly withered, and leaves fell on the ground. Sadness filled the city, this country, and this nation.

He Heng’s arms slammed into strength, and his true energy swept through. The pierced sword began to collapse from the tip of the sword, until it reached the hilt.

Fu Cailin’s complexion changed abruptly, only to feel that an invisible suction burst from He Heng, causing him to stagnate and involuntarily fall between his arms.

He Heng’s expression is very solemn, he seems to be doing a very sacred thing.

Fu Cailin’s expression froze for an instant, and he looked at the sky deeply, that moon… so beautiful.

He let out a long sigh, this was the last sigh in his life.

It contains complex emotions such as reminiscence, hatred, reluctance, expectation, grief, fear, relief, etc. Perhaps only he himself understands how many emotions are contained in it.

He Heng’s arms snapped together, yin and yang entwined with each other’s true energy, and they were endless, twisting everything.

Fu Cailin’s complexion was eternally solidified, and his body, yin god, and yang god were all intertwined with this true energy and were torn to pieces.

A blood mist drifted away, and one of the three great masters in the world, “Master Yi Jian” Fu Cailin, has since fallen.

Nothing is left.