A kind of artistic conception spread out at this moment, covering the void.
Amidst his domineering attitude, he also felt a strong sense of tenderness. It seemed that this punch was not the pinnacle of Feng Qingyang's magical powers, but the longing and non-resentment in his heart that he transformed into power and bombarded the Sword of Heaven.
He—want people to know my way, Feng Qingyang!
The scenes of meeting Zhu Xuezhu...
Awaken the passion of blood!
Accept the excitement of inheritance—and countless life and death chases and escapes!
Practicing alone, standing on the edge of a knife every day, licking wounds alone, all the sorrows after being frozen by the cold road, turned into a destruction that destroyed everything!
Strong yet tender, murderous yet compassionate, this is Feng Qingyang's way. He finally walked out of his own way and created his own great road.
No longer confused, no longer hesitant, this aura deeply shocked the young Saint Tianyi who fell from the void. Not far from where he appeared, the void cracked, and a bloody man fell down, hitting the bridge in the void with a bang.
"puff!"
But he trembled slightly, and struggled to stand up, his body was covered in blood, and his clothes were even bloodier! His black hair was messy, but it still couldn't hide the brilliance and excitement in his eyes!
"Do you still have the strength to fight again?"
Feng Qingyang's teeth were chattering as he spoke these words tremblingly. He felt as if his whole body was about to break. Even the slightest breath was so painful. Even if he was standing, he was worried that he would fall at any time.
Despite this, his shocking eyes were still bright and brilliant. In this way, he conveyed his own path and silently told everything to the world.
Domineering yet lonely, iron-blooded yet tender, he is a zombie, an enemy of the world, but he has a human soul, he is still a human, carrying the mission of a zombie and shouldering the protection of his lover. He cannot fall down, let alone surrender, so he must be domineering and strong.
Because, his shoulders are always there to support the group of people behind him who need protection. If he falls, who can inherit the mission
“You win!”
Looking at Feng Qingyang's gaze, the young Saint Tianyi spoke bitterly. He was not as embarrassed as Feng Qingyang. His body was only torn, without any bloodstains.
But this is only on the surface. God knows that he has already lost his fighting ability at this moment. The Heavenly Dao Sword he sacrificed is not only his magic weapon, but also his sword, the way to cut off everything!
But now, his own path has been shattered, what else can he use to fight
In that pious gaze, he seemed to see another self, equally strong and unyielding. It was this unyielding spirit that enabled him to reach such a point.
But now, he has been surpassed. He did not lose in magic power, but in the great way. As early as when Feng Qingyang's Dharma image of the Hou Zun displayed his magical powers and released the phantoms of the three worlds, he knew that he had lost.
The sword of heaven cuts off everything without any lingering feelings in his heart, even for himself. He was able to achieve the position of Saint by cutting himself with the sword. He can be said to be a ruthless man.
But Feng Qingyang is different. Although he is cold and murderous, he has feelings in his heart. All the ties that have intersected with him are connected to him and hidden deep in his heart.
Just waiting for the day when spring comes and flowers bloom, just waiting for the day when he can grow up completely. When he becomes invincible, it will be a great success for everyone around him!
"grateful!"
Feng Qingyang clasped his fists and bowed respectfully to the young Saint Tianyi. No matter what, he was also the strongest man in the world, although what he was facing was just the regret of his youth!
“Hahaha, not bad… not bad…”
The young Saint Tianyi smiled slightly, his body swayed, and gradually disappeared into nothingness. At the moment he disappeared, the entire void collapsed, and the bridge under him also disappeared.
He opened his eyes and looked around. He was still standing next to Monk Du'e, still in the desert on the second level. But surprisingly, he did not have a single scar on his body. Everything that had happened before seemed to be just an illusion.
"You won by destiny!"
Monk Du'e clasped his hands together and spoke softly to him. His tone no longer contained the initial indifference, but instead contained a hint of relief!
"If I can't beat him, how can I continue to stand in front of you!"
After a brief moment of unconsciousness, Feng Qingyang immediately returned to his previous state. He clenched his fists, and surging magic power poured into his body. At this moment, he seemed to have a greater understanding.
A strong sense of self-confidence suddenly appeared on his face. He believed that he could easily break through the flying zombie calamity. He believed that everything he did would eventually come true!
"In my life, Feng Qingyang has never respected heaven or earth, but only respected the human heart!"
He waved his hand, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind. His bright eyes instantly shocked Monk Du'e's heart. He nodded slightly, secretly admired him, and thought to himself that he had made the right choice.
“Feng Qingyang, do you know my Buddhist way?”
He spoke softly, without mentioning that he would fight with himself after defeating God's will. Instead, he changed the subject and asked this.
"Buddhism?!"
Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment, and the image of the Buddha who had been praised by countless people on Earth suddenly appeared in his mind. In an instant, a wonderful feeling surged in his heart.
"What is Buddhism? Saving all people is Buddhism. Putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha is Buddhism. Cutting meat to feed the eagle is Buddhism. Sacrificing the small self to achieve the great self is Buddhism! The great way of all living beings is Buddhism. As long as there is Buddha in your heart, it is the way!"
"Buddha is the Tao!"
Damn it, Feng Qingyang spoke instantly, and his words "Buddha is originally the Tao" immediately touched the indifferent monk Du'e. He looked at Feng Qingyang blankly, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
"Where did you hear these stories?" He did not ask Feng Qingyang why he understood the Buddhist principles, but instead asked him why he knew the stories. You know, those were the classic deeds of the Holy Buddha back then.
But it has already become a legend in the Middle Ages. In the spiritual world today, there are probably very few people who know about Buddhism.
"The Buddha cut off his flesh to feed the eagle, sacrificed his ego, and attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree. He was transformed in one fell swoop and became the only one among the saints who controlled his own creation!"
"Hahaha, good, keep going!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes sparkled as he looked at the somewhat excited Monk Du'e. He immediately had an answer in his mind!
"Buddhism is the way of Buddhism. Buddha is the way of Tao. The Holy Lord Buddha was born at that time, but time did not wait for him, and Buddhism was eventually annihilated. I am weak and can accept the inheritance of Buddhism, and I will definitely carry it forward!"
"Are you serious? Once you enter Buddhism, you will be subject to the Buddhist precepts and must not break them. Otherwise, the heart of Buddhism will definitely backfire on you!"
"Precepts?" It sounded like monks couldn't get close to women, but he had a partner.
“Can it be changed?”