Heavenly Martial Arts - 228

He Hengjing felt an invisible and formless force being breathed in by himself, and He Hengjing realized that force.

This is a kind of terrible mighty force that is surging in the plain and infinite in the invisibility.

It is endless and immeasurable.

He Heng deeply understood the root of this power and gradually realized it.

This world of wind and clouds has a huge connection with the Nu Wa who refines the stone to replenish the sky, and the wind and clouds of this world are originally the two breaths that Nu Wa exhaled.

Therefore, they can transcend time and space, intangible and intangible.

And when these two forces meet, a mysterious reaction will be produced, breeding a nuwa divine power, which has various magical effects.

“Nuwa? This world is really extraordinary…” He Heng’s eyes were a bit deep, beyond so many worlds, he had long discovered that the mythological backgrounds of these worlds are very similar, and they are similar to many powerful people in the history of the world. The writer has a weird update.

But in the historical legends of the Great Sky World, he has never heard of a great supernatural power similar to Nuwa. Is this because he knows too little, or is there another reason?

He Heng doesn’t want to pursue these things now, he is far from reaching that level.

At this moment, after meditation and digestion of the immeasurable Moko power, he finally had an eye for the creation of an immeasurable Moko power by himself.

This also allowed him to truly know the power of Moko Boundless. The Yuanji Moko just now was formed by a special method of 22 wooden figures. After all, there was a big gap between Moko Boundless and Dharma’s original version of Moko.

And the Bodhidharma in this world can be regarded as a peerless powerhouse, but it may not have won Xiaosanxiao, Di Shitian and others.

And he just tried his best, but it was just a match with Moko’s boundless power, which may not be half the power of Bodhidharma when he was alive.

From this point, it can be explained that his current strength is still far behind the old monsters such as Emperor Shi Tian.

He Heng’s has never been a self-defeating person, but he is never arrogant.

He had to admit that, at the age of fifteen at the moment, even if he was nine times stronger with the Black Killing Curse, it would be difficult for him to fight those old monsters.

However, he believes that in more than ten years, he will definitely be able to truly contend with those self-proclaimed characters.

He Heng believes that he will make rapid progress during this time when he is in his mid-20s.

But he still has to solve a problem.

The huge movement that he produced when he confronted with the immeasurable power of Moko had already shocked a radius of several tens of miles, and most of the Shaolin Temple was destroyed.

Those monks will naturally find out.

After the storm subsided at this moment, the abbot of Shaolin brought a large number of monks to come up.

“Xiangxiang, how could it be you?” The abbot said with sorrow after seeing He Heng’s face.

Void is the name of He Heng. Although he is a lay disciple of worship, the current abbot of Shaolin is very optimistic about his aptitude and understanding, so he specially gave him a name to let him after his death. , To become the helm of this eternal heritage.

However, how can He Heng rare these?

He looked at the monks at this moment, without any guilt or guilty conscience, and said coldly: “Yes, it’s me. I entered Muren Lane and ruined half of Shaolin!”

The abbot of Shaolin folded his hands and said compassionately: “Amitabha Buddha, emptiness, knowing mistakes can be corrected, and goodness is great! Although you have made a big mistake now, there is no room for repentance. You should go back and think about it quickly with me. Don’t be obsessed and fall into the magical way!”

“Brother Abbot, how can he easily forgive him for committing such a heinous sin? According to the younger brother, it is better to abolish his martial arts, and then put him in the prison of the discipline institute!” Nian monk is not angry.

As soon as he said this, many monks responded immediately: “Yes! Abbot, you can’t just bypass this sinner just because of a difference in thought!”

Encouraged by many monks, the abbot sighed helplessly: “Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, and saves all living beings, and those who are monks should take compassion as their heart, and don’t…”

“Enough!” When the abbot persuaded many monks, He Heng screamed and looked at the monks coldly.

He is not a tiger, and these people actually treat him as a sick cat.

“Within three breaths, get out of this place for me, otherwise… kill without mercy!” He Heng burst out with a monstrous murderous intent, and enveloped many monks.

He Heng’s coercion was extremely powerful, and the hearts of the many monks who were suppressed filled with chills, but there were still people who were not afraid of death and shouted: “Oh, when you arrive in this field, you dare to bravish and kill your grandfather! ”

As the man said, he raised the stick and struck He Heng.

“Empty, no!” The abbot shouted, but couldn’t stop the monk.

“One!” He Heng sneered, spit out a word, his figure didn’t move, and he directly met the stick.

The monk named emptiness was overjoyed. He had never dealt with He Heng before, and he was even more jealous of the abbot who was so optimistic about He Heng. So just now, he ignored the terrible murderous intent of He Heng and wanted to “fall down.”

But now, when he looked at He Heng, who showed no signs of fighting back, he was suddenly overjoyed, and his originally fearful heart also relaxed a lot.

The stick whizzed.

Has fallen on top of He Heng’s head.

When emptiness was in ecstasy, it was discovered that something was wrong.

He Heng’s right hand did not know when he appeared under his stick, and his stick was clamped tightly by two fingers.

“Two!” When He Heng uttered a sound gently, his emptiness didn’t give up, and he wanted to pull back to the stick.

He Heng’s mouth evoked a cold smile, his right hand shook slightly, and the Zen stick in his hollow hand burst open.

“How is this possible!” The emptiness was shocked. Just as he was about to escape, He Heng’s figure had already appeared in front of him. The upper lip of that cold face moved slightly, and he uttered a word.

“three!”

Peng!

He Heng patted it with a palm, and the hollow head was completely smashed.

Emptiness, he didn’t even have time to fear and wailing, so he died. His head disappeared, but his body was still struggling to move, which was shocking.

Many monks in Shaolin watched this terrible scene with horror. Only the abbot sighed and chanted: “Amitabha! Everything that works is like a dream bubble.”

He Heng looked at the many frightened monks with cold eyes, and said sharply: “I just said that I only give you three breaths, so now, please welcome death!”

While talking, He Heng’s figure has appeared next to many monks. He gently raised his hand, and as his palms whizzed, all of them fell down.

In front of He Heng, they had no time to escape, too late to fight back, too late to beg for mercy.

After three more breaths, the hundreds of monks were left alone. He looked at the corpses all over the floor. He didn’t know whether he was sad or sighed. His expression was extremely complex. He whispered: “Amitabha, goodness is goodness! How happy life is and death is. Why bother?”

He Heng’s icy gaze was already staring at him, he was not panicked, there was no slight change in color!

Being able to remain unchanged at the moment of life and death, in any case, this kind of person is worthy of admiration.

But this will never be the reason He Heng let him go.

But He Heng hasn’t done it yet. Why is that?

The abbot also wanted to know the reason. Although the possibility was only one in ten thousand, he still wanted to know whether the disciple he was extremely optimistic in front of him had already woke up at the last moment…

Decided, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away!

Facts always go against wishes, and the abbot is disappointed after all.

It was because He Heng suddenly took out two things, one was a crystal object, and the other was a multi-faceted dice.

They have a name respectively, called Tear of Bodhidharma and Heart of Bodhidharma!

When the abbot saw these two things, especially the latter, he, who hadn’t changed his color at the moment of life and death, pointed at He Heng in horror at an instant, and trembled.

Just because these two things are so special.

Bodhidharma left three things in Muren Alley at the beginning, one is the power of Yuanji Moko, and then the relic after he passed away. Later, it was called the tears of Bodhidharma. The effect of poison, but this is certainly not enough to make the abbot look distorted.

What frightened him was the heart of the last Bodhidharma.

Because this thing contains a terrible weapon capable of destroying the world and subverting the world.

When Bodhidharma was facing the wall, he accidentally learned about this object through the eyes of the sky. He was terrified by the world, but he could not destroy it. Therefore, Tu’er Huike used a very sophisticated mechanism to store this secret in the heart of Bodhidharma. .

The heart of Bodhidharma is made up of eighty-one dice. Only when all eighty-one sides are correct at the same time, can it be truly opened, otherwise it will be self-destructed if it is opened forcibly.

He Heng just discovered its existence in Muren Lane, so he brought it out, because he also knew what the weapon was, and it did have some effect on him.

But he can’t open it either.

So I have to find someone who can turn it on.

The secret of opening the heart of Bodhidharma has always been passed on by word of mouth by the abbots of Shaolin.

Therefore, in this world, only the abbot in front of him can open the heart of Bodhidharma, so He Heng left him!

“No, the poor monk must not let you get that weapon to harm the common people and subvert the world!” The abbot was roaring, and he actually slapped his Tianling Gai with a palm.

He knew that he was definitely not He Heng’s opponent. If he were to be captured by the opponent, the secret might be revealed by weird methods. Therefore, in order to prevent the secret from leaking and the world from being poisoned, he could only choose to end himself and bury it forever. This secret.

However, in front of He Heng, life is difficult, and death is not so easy.

After all, the abbot still failed to die. He Heng’s eyes showed a terrible light, and his consciousness immediately dissipated. Under He Heng’s order, he picked up the heart of Bodhidharma and opened it skillfully.