Heavenly Martial Arts - 173. Chapter 172

Counting starts at one, standing at three, becoming at five, prospering at seven, and surpassing at nine!

Song Que’s so-called ninth sword is the ultimate change of his sword way, the ultimate manifestation.

And what is his knife? Heavenly sword!

How to explain the word Tianyi? Supremacy, all-encompassing, covering the past and the present, and in charge of the universe.

The heaven is supreme, supreme, and strong, selfless, only natural.

Song Que’s ninth knife is such a merciless and selfless knife.

The sword is at its extreme, his thoughts melted into the light of the sword, cutting through the world and people. Suddenly, He Heng found that his sense of the unity of nature and man was smashed.

This is an externally slicing body that destroys the light of the primordial spirit within.

Keng!

The light of the sword flooded the square, with unparalleled sharpness and infinite killing, slashing forward.

And in the unknown space in the dark, there is also an invisible knife slashing towards He Heng’s will.

Regarding this, He Heng’s complexion remained the same, and he did not see the slightest panic, nor did he see any changes.

When the sword came to his body, he suddenly punched out, and the universe and his body merged together, and the fist marks that destroyed the void world came out.

Peng!

The shadow of the fist covered the void, tore through the sword energy, and extinguished every inch of the sword light, and the void trembled.

Under the terrifying force, the light that seemed like a sword of heaven was wiped out, and the sharp fist directly enveloped Song Que’s body.

In the unknowable world, He Heng also punched the knife light, and the surging will burst out, layered on top of each other, and the knife light instantly collapsed on the verge of collapse.

Song Que sighed quietly, as if he understood something, with regret, his figure fell under the shadow of his fist.

“So I was wrong…” This was the last sentence left by Song Que in his life. His eyes were not dim, but rather bright and radiant, staring at the earth-shaking fist, and a smile was drawn on his perfect face. Then Xingshen was afraid to die.

He Heng’s fist was also used to destroy the primordial spirit and destroy the body.

“Master Song!” “Father-in-law!”

Kou Xu and two roared in grief, watching Song Que’s body turn into powder under He Heng’s fist, faintly, turned into an illusory figure, smiled at them, and then vanished into ashes.

“The contrast of life, the vast world, is insignificant, but the meaning of its existence is extraordinary, especially in the last moments, the flames burning to the extreme, really brilliant!” He Heng groaned softly, as if he had understood. what.

“Brother Dao’s words are extremely good, the brilliance between life and death is indeed the most dazzling time, as if the transformation from a cocoon into a butterfly is fascinating.” A figure shrouded in pitch black suddenly appeared in He Heng In front of, deep eyes stared at something.

He Heng looked at him and said indifferently: “Life and death are indeed the greatest things in the world, and the splendor at that moment is to the extreme. But this is not the real limit, and death is only a starting point, only to transcend the boundary between life and death. , To realize the ultimate of heaven and earth, one thought can be the truth, transcending existence and non-existence, things that are unnamed and unattainable, and the way of strong names.”

“This is what my generation wants all my life. I wasted two hundred years, not because I can’t leave, but because the time has not come, and I cannot and do not want it!” Xiang Yutian recalled something, “I was more than a hundred years ago. I have already explored the way of heaven and man, and the soul is great, but I still have a sullen heart, and I cannot consciously find the path to perfection. I am in a trance for a hundred years. I have already seen through the mystery of life and death, but I don’t know one of the ways. Things, I feel uneasy. Until the moment when a fellow Taoist is born, I feel that the opportunity to get the Tao is at this moment, and I hope to enlighten me!”

He Heng took a deep look at the eyes of this man. It was only at this moment that he understood Xiang Yutian’s true realm. He had no teacher to understand himself, and faintly felt the difference between the ordinary and perfect and perfect realm of Taoism, so he would rather be trapped in the mundane world. Zai, always reluctant to get out of that last hurdle.

Just because after that level, there is no regret.

“It’s hard to ask for the way of heaven without pretending to be someone else, and what a fellow Taoist asks is also what the poor way asks. It’s just that the will of heaven is infinite, and the law is hard to find. There is only one heart and one heart replaces the heart of heaven with one’s own heart.” A ray of light flashed in He Heng’s eyes. Shining, looking at Xiang Yutian.

Xiang Yutian smiled softly and looked at him as well.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were surrounded by the words of the two of them. It was difficult to comprehend them. They could only find the fragments of Song Quetian Sword, leave them as concerns, and leave here quietly.

A few days later, Kou Zhong led the Young Marshal Army to surrender to the Great Sui, and the world was once again unified. This is a later story and has nothing to do with He Heng. He has already cut through many causes and effects in this realm, and only seeks the last realm.

Shi Feixuan stared at both He Heng and Xiang Yutian, but nodded with some understanding.

After being tested by He Heng, she was schizophrenic and chaotic, but she also had to go further in her mood. Now, with her sword-hearted luminosity, she has faintly touched a higher realm.

He Heng and Xiang Yutian stared at each other, and he suddenly smiled and said, “Brother Xiang wants to fight the poor road ahead of time?”

Xiang Yutian whispered: “Friend Guan Tao fought with Song Que. My muscles and bones that hadn’t been active for hundreds of years are unable to bear it. Although you and I set the day on tomorrow, it doesn’t matter if you and I set the date for a while. Of course, If fellow Taoists don’t want to, Xiang can wait until tomorrow.”

He Heng shook his head. Although he was after a battle with Song Que at this moment, his various conditions were unprecedentedly good, and his energy and spirit were at a peak.

With the mysterious realm of human law, no matter whether you rest or not, these can’t affect the mental state of He Heng two.

At this moment, He Heng also wanted to fight Xiang Yutian.

The moonlight has quietly fallen.

The long dark night was bleak and silent.

The two figures became blurred and quickly intertwined.

The sky was thundering, and the wind was howling boundlessly. Earth-shaking power flooded this space, and the huge square of Cihang Jingzhai was smashed to pieces, and the void was already unstable.

…

When the morning sun rose on February 2nd, only He Heng and Shi Feixuan were left on this messy mountain range. As for Xiang Yutian, he was no longer in this world.

Recalling Xiang Yutian’s regretful gaze at the last moment, a strange color flashed in He Heng’s eyes, and he muttered: “Heaven’s law and heaven’s law? I think I have touched your veins, but it’s a pity that Xiang Yutian should It’s the same, it’s still not enough after all, it’s difficult, difficult, difficult!”

Looking back at the complex-looking Shi Fei Xuan, He Heng smiled fiercely, looking at the cascading mountain roads under the emperor stepping peak, the lush land, the vast and infinite world.

He whispered abruptly, “No matter how difficult it is, the road is already under my feet, and it will eventually come to the end!”

He Heng’s tone was full of confidence, as if his eyes were deep and firm.

Last night, a strong wind blew through the world, and the vitality was withered; today is a brand new moment, and the future is still unlimited.

In the history books of later generations, the real person Xuanwei of the Great Sui State Master left in Zhongnan Mountain on the fifteenth and February of the great cause, became a fairy, and floated out of the sky. Sui Shizu Yang Guang dubbed him as the true monarch of Jiuxiaoqiong Tianzhongbi to Taoxuanmiao.

The Maoshan School flourished in the following hundreds of years, holding the world’s Taoist School in Niu’er, and the heads of all dynasties were the masters of the country.

However, even though the Maoshan school tried hard to promote the achievements of the patriarch, it was still vague, and it was difficult to explain who it was.

He Heng is like the dragon of nine heavens. Although he has descended into this world, no one can talk about it in detail. The history books of the past can only be myths for a long time.