Wang Gang, Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were standing in the square. Hundreds of monks were chanting sutras not far away. The sound was so noisy that the three of them ran out to clean themselves up.
Wuxin was completely immersed in sadness at this time. The relics of his master Wangyou were enshrined in the Main Hall and will be sent to the relic pagoda of Dafanyin Temple after the ceremony is over.
This Dharma Assembly has been going on for three days. Almost all the monks around the Dafanyin Temple were summoned by Wang Rensun, and he was even more busy trying to make arrangements for Wu Xin.
Just when Wu Xin was crying the most sadly, Wang Gang suddenly felt a special mental fluctuation. Master Wangyou's relics began to bloom with a faint glow, and a faint shadow of the soul appeared behind Wu Xin.
Wu Xin seemed to feel something and turned around suddenly. When he saw the phantom, he couldn't hold back at all and burst into tears.
"Master, I miss you so much."
The phantom of Master Wangyou's soul looked at his apprentice kindly, and wanted to reach out and touch Wu Xin's head, but quickly put it down.
"Don't cry, you should have gone home long ago. What are you doing here?"
"Wuxin's home is Hanshui Temple." Wuxin knelt in front of Master Wangyou and cried bitterly.
"Silly boy, Hanshui Temple is just a temporary place for you to stay. You have grown up and it is time to return to your own home.
Your home is in a free place, a place beyond the square, a place beyond the sky.”
Wuxin cried and said: "No, I just want to go back to Hanshui Temple. That is my home."
Master Wangyou sighed softly and said: "What a silly boy. Only those people will think that you are the scourge that will subvert the world."
"Master, please give me some guidance. Show me the path of Wuxin."
Master Wangyou looked at the direction of Wang Gang and the others and said with a smile: "Actually, I have always felt that we are not masters and disciples, we are just destined to accompany each other for a certain distance.
Now that our fate is over and you have a new fate, only you can choose the next path."
Wu Xin raised his head and felt that Master's mental fluctuations were getting weaker and weaker, as if they were about to disappear at any time. He reluctantly reached out his hand.
The next moment, the shadow of Master Wangyou disappeared and appeared in front of Wang Gang and the others.
"Thank you to the three benefactors for accompanying me all the way." Master Wangyou looked at Wang Gang gratefully.
Wang Gang clasped his hands and said, "Have a good journey, Master."
Master Wangyou chuckled and said, "The donor and I will meet again one day."
Wang Gang was surprised, and then he found a telepathy coming from Master Wangyou.
Feeling that Master Wangyou had no ill intentions, Wang Gang relaxed his mind and accepted the power of telepathy.
A memory that did not belong to Wang Gang or the original owner Lu Jun suddenly flooded into Wang Gang's mind.
"Is this the enlightenment of the Mysterious Realm of Divine Movement!?" Wang Gang looked at Master Wangyou in surprise.
"I have some insights from this poor monk. I hope it will be useful to the donor. It can also be considered as some compensation for your protection of my disciple." The shadow of Master Wangyou slowly drifted away in the wind.
Wang Gang released his spiritual power and used all his strength to sense the place where Master Wangyou disappeared. He sensed that there was a force in the dark that pulled Master Wangyou's soul to an unknown place.
"It turns out that reincarnation really does exist." Wang Gang felt that he had made a lot of money by accompanying Wuxin to Dafanyin Temple this time.
He had a hunch before that he might gain a lot by accompanying Wu Xin. This was a whim and made no sense, but Wang Gang was very convinced.
Master Wangyou is a master at the pinnacle of Xiaoyao Tianjing. He later cultivated his inner demons to lure away fire and become a demon. Before his death, he finally let go of his inner demons, realized great freedom, and broke through to the Mysterious Realm of Divine Movement.
This insight is a supreme secret treasure for every warrior, and Wang Gang is no exception.
The reason why Master Wangyou did not leave his insights to Wu Xin is because Wu Xin only has the cultivation level of the Free Realm. Once he accepts this enlightenment, not only will he not be able to make any profit, but he will be affected by Master Wangyou’s martial arts. Breaking through the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm will be
very difficult.
The Tao of others can only be understood, not imitated. Only when Wang Gang's cultivation level is reached can he be immune to the influence of Master Wangyou's Tao.
With the experience and understanding of his predecessors, Wang Gang will have a clearer understanding of martial arts in this world.
"Thank you, Master." Wang Gang clasped his hands together again and bowed deeply to the place where Master Wangyou left.
"Xiao Se, I suddenly realized that I need to find a quiet place to practice. Come and see me if you need anything." Wang Gang said to Xiao Se, and he flew out and headed towards the mountain behind Dafanyin Temple.
He urgently needs to digest Wangyou's fugue insights, otherwise he will suffer huge losses if he misses it.
Not long after Wang Gang left, Wuxin walked out of the Main Hall holding the relic of Master Wangyou, and personally took it to the relic pagoda, where it was enshrined by the monks of Dafanyin Temple.
After the Dharma conference, Zen Master Dajue of Jiulong Temple came with his seven disciples as scheduled. Seeing that Wang Gang was not there, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lei Wujie was worried about Wu Xin, so he suggested: "How about we hide for a while and wait until Brother Lu comes back from practicing."
Wu Xin shook his head and said: "This is my own matter. I want to solve it myself. Besides, Lu Jun can protect me for a while, how can he protect me for a lifetime?"
After bidding farewell to his mentor, Wuxin completely let go of his worries. His whole mental outlook was completely different. He took the initiative to meet Zen Master Dajue and settle his grudges.
The two sides didn't say much. One wanted to subjugate demons, and the other didn't want to sit still and wait for death. Naturally, he could only see the real chapter.
Wuxin possesses Buddhist magical powers and the secret techniques of Rakshasa Hall, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the realm of freedom. It stands to reason that he can fight against Zen Master Dajue.
It's just that Zen Master Dajue didn't talk about martial arts, and he didn't fight Wu Xin alone. He first asked his seven disciples to stand shoulder to shoulder to form a demon-suppressing formation. He was about to kill Wu Xin, so he resorted to wheel warfare.
After a great battle, Wuxin wandered through the demon-conquering formation with extremely fast movements, and from time to time harassed Dajue's disciples with inner demons, forcing Dajue to dare not open his eyes.
In the end, Dajue's seven disciples were still trapped in Wuxin's "Prajna Heart Bell". Dajue finally opened his eyes, but he did not help his disciples out of trouble. Instead, he gathered the skills of the seven disciples into himself.
Dajue's figure was seen to have increased in size, his skin was golden, and his shirt was completely torn, revealing muscles that looked like gold and iron.
When the supreme power of Buddhism and the Vajra subduing demons reaches its extreme, there will be a phenomenon of the unity of Brahman and me. I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me.
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Xiao Se and Lei Wujie couldn't help but sweat unintentionally when they saw that Zen Master Dajue's strength had improved by leaps and bounds and was already comparable to the "Happy Heaven Realm".
"Let's help Wu Xin!" Lei Wujie drew out his "Killing Sword".
"With the strength of you and me, going up would only cause trouble, so we might as well ask Lu Jun." Xiao Se said seriously.
"I'll find someone right away." Lei Wujie immediately ran towards the mountain behind Dafanyin Temple.
Wuxin made an unexpected decision at this time. He used the secret technique of Rakshasa Hall to hold down Zen Master Dajue, and transformed himself and Dajue into martial arts, which turned out to be a method of killing both of them.
Xiao Se was shocked and took out the "Wuji Stick" given by his master, preparing to forcefully separate Wu Xin and Da Jue.
A figure fell from the sky and blocked him.
"Don't stop him." Wang Gang appeared in time, but did not choose to save Wu Xin. Instead, he cast his sights on the roof of the Main Hall.
A group of people appeared on the roof, the leader of whom was carrying the Wushuang Sword Box, it was Wushuang from Wushuang City.
He was surrounded by unparalleled elites, and there was also a middle-aged man next to him, whose aura was obviously different.
That person was Song Yanhui, the lord of Wushuang City, nicknamed "One Sword Cuts the Water".
"Lu, you must return my sword from Wushuang City today."
Wushuang patted the sword box, revealing eight flying swords and four grooves. Originally, the grooves also contained flying swords, but now they were all lying in Wang Gang's space.
Song Yan came back here, naturally, to recover the Wushuang City Flying Sword.
Xiao Se whispered in Wang Gang's ear: "That is Wushuang City Lord Song Yanhui, a veteran master of Xiaoyao Tianjing. He is only half a step away from the Sword Immortal. His sword skills are divine."
Wang Gang smiled and said: "If you are half a swordsman, you are not a swordsman. What a pity."
Xiao Se understood that Wang Gang was not sorry for Song Yan's return, but for himself and for not being able to meet a true master of swordsmanship.