Seeing golden lotuses emerging from the ground and Sanskrit inscriptions appearing on the monument, the old emperor's face uncontrollably darkened, while the others were both wary and amused. om
But the prince seems to have no desire and has completely given up the pursuit of the throne. His expression is still peaceful, without any worry or fear. The golden lotus gradually turns to dark yellow, and the Sanskrit is sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, changing constantly, even half a step of Dharmakaya Sima Shi is difficult to distinguish.
Meng Qi had always been curious, so with his eyes half open and half closed, and his mind calm, he looked into the golden Buddha in Yuanshen that pointed to the sky and touched the ground, so as to simulate the momentum in his eyes.
His eyes were like glass, clear and not a bit dim, but they were covered by the eyelids, and no breath leaked out.
Looking at the wordless monument, the changing Sanskrit characters came into his eyes, and finally settled:
Buddha Emperor.
Meng Qi closed his eyes with such a loud tone, and when he opened them again, black and white were clearly visible, and it was as deep as a lake.
When a cup of tea arrives, the black and yellow lotus disappears, the Sanskrit writing fades away, and the wordless monument returns to its simple and tattered appearance.
The prince stood up and saluted, smiled and returned to the high platform quietly, turning a blind eye to the old emperor's gloomy eyes and everyone's playful expressions.
After looking at the rest of the group, Meng Qi was not impetuous at all and vowed to be the last one to take the lead.
At this time, Fan Changmiao, who was wearing a dark red headcatcher costume and a silver medal hanging on his waist, stepped down from the high platform and began to reflect on the wordless monument.
No one laughed at his attempt. Anyway, he had to give it a try. Maybe he would gain something. Didn’t you see that everyone failed before but no one gave up
Drinking tea and chatting privately, the scene suddenly took on a relaxed state.
Meng Qi watched very intently. He still couldn't see through the number one scholar. He looked at the cultivation level of heaven and man, but the specific details were quite vague. Maybe the cultivation method was special.
If he has some insights, he might be able to get a glimpse of something
Fan Changmiao lives in the capital of the gods. He grew up in the capital of the gods, and his reputation was not that great before he won the top prize. If he really didn't make a name for himself, he would become a blockbuster. Seeing that Meng Qi was looking at it seriously, Wang Zai said casually.
Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully: What kind of technique does he practice
It is said to be the Taiyi Zizaijian passed down from the family. Wang Zaiwei has extensive knowledge and records.
Meng Qi had never heard of a martial art that was not a first-rate one, so it was hard for Meng Qi to know everything about it.
While chatting, their eyes suddenly became serious, their mouths closed, and they looked at Fan Changmiao intently.
I don’t know if it’s because the sun is obscured by clouds or because of something else. Fan Changmiao's body looked a little groggy and gloomy.
Wang Zai was quite surprised that he could comprehend things.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light lit up in the darkness, vague and dazzling, just like the light of a sword.
Poof, some of the disciples from aristocratic families who were a little less determined and just came to see spit out the tea in their mouths, and Fan Changmiao actually realized the sword light.
I didn't realize the half-steps of the previous exterior scenes. Only Sword Qi Changhe, who was second on the list, and the Crown Prince, who was about to break through, were able to gain anything. Why should Fan Changmiao
Based on his state of communion with nature and his ranking of fifteen on others’ list
this is a joke
Meng Qi was not surprised. Through Wang Zai's question: Just the interaction between heaven and man can also think about the path, and there is no conflict.
Wang Zai took a deep look at him and vaguely guessed that he was like this too.
Fan Changmiao realized something. Crazy Blade was probably under great pressure. Someone glanced at the high platform where Meng Qi and Wang Zai were.
Yes, both the second and the fifteenth person on the list can realize that if he, the number one person, gets nothing, he will definitely lose his face. Others whispered in agreement.
It’s not enough to just earn something. You have to overcome their visions, otherwise you can be ranked number one on the list.
No, the visions are all the same. It’s really hard to tell the difference
During the discussion, Fan Changmiao opened his eyes, thanked the Holy Father, and returned to his seat with a smile.
Unexpected people, unexpected insights, the scene was noisy, and no one noticed that Xuan Zhen had arrived in front of the unmanned monument.
After a while, everyone became quiet, because the wordless stele emitted bursts of Zen light, and a bodhi tree appeared behind Xuanzhen, with pavilions like a canopy, green and green, and beads like beads.
No one has ever thought that Xuan Zhen is incapable of enlightenment. He was born in Shaolin Zen Buddhism, and he has made breakthroughs step by step. He is not lacking in the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and the Buddhist teachings are profound and enlightenment is always possible. It would be strange if he could not get something.
After a cup of tea, Xuanzhen opened his eyes with a withered Bodhi behind him, and seemed to sigh: Bodhi Prajna finally understood that this trip to Amitabha was not in vain, and the poor monk began to worry about gains and losses.
After speaking, he clasped his hands and thanked the emperor.
Zen Master Xuanzhen has a strong Buddha-nature and is capable of enlightenment. The old emperor replied.
Xuanzhen shook his head and said with a smile: It's a pity that Master Zhenhui's nephew is not here, otherwise he might have learned more than the poor monk.
In this regard, Meng Qi nodded lightly and couldn't agree more. Even though true wisdom only has seven orifices, it is still a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the path of thinking, but what he practices is to hold flowers to refer to the Buddha's holding of flowers. Kasyapa's smile has always been enlightenment A symbol of the world, with true wisdom and great wisdom, it is not surprising that he can really realize something.
While the disciples of the aristocratic family were still discussing what Xuanzhen had realized, Zhao Heng took a deep breath and walked off the platform.
Meng Qi suddenly let out a light sigh. Compared with before, Zhao Laowu felt more like a dragon walking like a tiger. Even though the important officials on the stage were very deep in the city, they also cast their eyes on Zhao Heng.
In the past many years, the King of Wei kept silent. Even though his health improved and his martial arts improved, he failed to attract anyone's attention. Now, looking at his posture, he is no worse than the Crown Prince and the King of Jin.
After Zhao Heng saluted his father, he sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet and fell into silence.
The lake is slowly moving, the water waves are calm, and there is no abnormality in the stone monument and its surroundings.
It seems that the king of Wei, like the king of Jin, is still close to being the head of a certain family in the capital of God. He shook his head in awe.
As soon as he finished speaking, dragon roars were heard from the ground, and the vast and noble sky was full of glory. Golden dragons flew out from the stone tablet, with teeth and claws spread, and they hovered around Zhao Heng.
I don’t know how many people this True Dragon Emperor had this idea in their hearts.
King Jin's expression changed drastically. This younger brother who had never noticed him could actually realize the real dragon.
The old emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
The real dragon coiled around, penetrated into Zhao Heng's body, flew out again, condensed into a golden seal, and slowly landed on Zhao Heng's forehead.
When Zhao Heng opened his eyes, Meng Qi knew that he had saved at least a year of work.
Thank you to my father for giving me the monument to view. Zhao Heng was polite.
The scene was extremely quiet, and many important officials in the court did not speak. Silently looking at Zhao Heng, he seemed to get to know him again.
The old emperor smiled: Yes, yes, my Zhao family also has a Qilin son.
This was an extremely high compliment, which made King Jin's face darker and darker. The prince could only be surprised, and then calmed down again.
However, the King of Jin did not pay too much attention to the matter of succession. Even if Zhao Heng showed the talents of Su Meng Gaolan and others, it would still depend on the attitudes of the various forces.
Without the suppression of Dharmakaya. I don't know how many princes with amazing talents have been excluded from the selection of successors because top families are afraid that they will use the position of emperor to condense their bodies.
Unexpectedly, King Wei was also so outstanding. Wang Zai was not jealous at all and spoke frankly.
Meng Qi pursed his lips and looked thoughtful. Zhao Laowu had not broken through for a long time, and he had not initially found a way before. The current vision was probably due to the help of the True Emperor's Seal.
This is truly a secret treasure of humanity
After Zhao Heng returned to his seat, everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between Bai Qigu and Meng Qi. They are the only ones who didn’t show up.
They are a perfect half-step in the promotion of the unity of nature and man, a strong man who ranks first in the human rankings, and they all have a foundation of understanding. Will they make any big noise? Suppress everyone in front at once.
If the difference is almost the same, I am afraid that the King of Wei who has realized the real dragon's body will be the first.
At this time, the people they ignored silently walked to the wordless monument.
Hey, who is that
like. It seems that he is a guest of Gongsun's family.
Oh, it is said to be Qi Zhengyan, the incarnated god and demon, one of the top twenty masters on the list. The direct descendant of the Huanhua Sword Sect.
After entering the list of people, Qi Zhengyan has been valued by the Huanhua Sword Sect and given many resources.
Meng Qi was looking forward to it and was full of curiosity whether the Huntian Baojian, which had a level of interaction between heaven and man, could elicit visions.
The rest of the people, having learned from Fan Changmiao's mistakes, did not relax and watched intently.
Qi Zhengyan was dressed in Tsing Yi, tall and tall, with an ordinary face and no expression. After meeting the emperor, he sat down by himself, facing the stone tablet.
Noon has passed, and the autumn sunshine is still shining on the stone tablet and Qi Zhengyan, dyeing them golden.
Time flows with the water, and Qi Zhengyan and the stone tablet remain unchanged.
Just when everyone thought there was no chance, the surroundings suddenly turned dim, and there was a red sun above the river, slowly setting, and it was unusually round.
The sun sets over the long river and Meng Qi and others suddenly had this poem in their minds.
The river reflects the sun, and there is a sunset glow, red as fire, and white mist is steaming. The birds are attracted by something unknown, and rush over to dance with the sunset. The color of the water is similar to that of the long sky.
Fantasy scenes appeared one after another, dizzying everyone's eyes, and verses of poetry flashed through their minds:
The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water and the sky become one color
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.
Flying down three thousand feet, it seems like the Milky Way is falling for nine days
The endless fallen trees rustle, the endless Yangtze River rolls in
This was such a strange display of the Huanhua Sword Sect's many swordsmanships, which naturally attracted people's amazement, including the important officials of the imperial court, who all looked askance.
In Meng Qi's eyes, this is by no means just the poetry of the Huanhua Sword School.
His eyes were solemn and his expression was focused. He saw the white clouds, smoke, roses, rosy clouds, earth, Kunlun, green ice, snow and purple stars. They were integrated into the poetry and swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School.
What kind of vision is this
Many visions rotate and merge with each other, but they are also dim and exclusive, full of difficulties.
Suddenly, everything near the stone monument was dark, and a sword light lit up, illuminating the surroundings. Many visions merged into one, following the sword light and soaring into the sky, full of vitality and self-improvement.
Wang Zai couldn't help but speak:
Heaven is in good health, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement
Qi Zhengyan used the Wordless Monument to combine his martial arts into one and create his own moves.
Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. This is Senior Brother Qi's motto, as well as his thoughts on his own path. Meng Qi took a breath, feeling surprised and relieved at the same time.
I don't know how many children of the aristocratic family were dumbfounded. This was definitely the most shocking realization of the stone tablet today.
It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Qi Zhengyan remained expressionless, thanked the emperor for his compliment, and returned to his seat slowly.
Later, Bai Qigu also had some insights from the wordless monument. The river collapsed and the earth trembled. It was more rounded and clear than when she was half a step up, but her vision could only be compared to that of Xuanzhen and others. It is impossible to argue with Qi.
At this point, Meng Qi was the only one left unfinished.
It was only then that the disciples of the aristocratic family recovered from the shock caused by Qi Zhengyan, and they all looked at Meng Qi, wondering what the number one person on the list could understand.
Is he capable of defeating everyone who has appeared before and the ones ranked behind him
In particular, Qi Zhengyan has integrated what he has learned and figured out the moves. Can Crazy Sword be better
This seems unlikely. After all, things like enlightenment sometimes have little to do with strength, not the higher the ranking. The stronger the combat power, the better at understanding
One by one, the important officials of the imperial court also looked at Meng Qi, their eyes were like substance, full of criticism.
Meng Qi didn't have much pressure at first, thinking that he could definitely defeat Xuan Zhen and others, but Qi Zhengyan's unexpected realization made him a little uneasy. Can he do better
There should be no hesitation in the face of the enemy. Meng Qi took a deep breath and calmed down. Everything around him disappeared and then slowly emerged, and the vitality of heaven and earth slowly swayed and soaked into his body. Comfortable and comfortable, no more thoughts of victory or defeat.
He stood up leisurely, took steps in the air, and made his way down. Slowly walked to the wordless monument.
After bowing his hands and saluting, Meng Qi sat down cross-legged under the gaze of everyone.
He didn't close his eyes immediately. Instead, he looked carefully at the wordless monument. It was gray-white in color, simple and old, and full of tiny cracks, as if it had been unearthed from ruins.
Closing his eyes, Meng Qi sensed the stone tablet with the help of heaven and earth, and intuitively felt that it was empty, only a bottomless mass of gray and white, with no end in sight and no clues inside.
Meng Qi had long been prepared to eliminate things that could easily attract covetousness, such as the Palm of the Tathagata and the Nine Destructions of the Divine Sky, to move the world within him, to show his initially established path, and to visualize related things.
The surrounding acupoints are opened, and the inside is either chaos, or dotted with stars, or the sky is round, with fusang trees in the east and Kunlun Fairy Mountain in the west.
And in the aperture with numerous stars, every twinkling star is a big sun, surrounded by many lightless stars, connected to form a galaxy, gathered into clouds, and merged into the Milky Way, which is boundless, vast and vast.
Sensing its mechanism, the deep gray color squirmed, as if something was about to spurt out.
Wang Zai on the high platform saw that after Meng Qi closed his eyes, the stone tablet was slowly covered with a layer of fluorescence, he nodded slightly and smiled, feeling that the vision was about to appear, and Xiao Meng would definitely be able to understand it.
Every acupoint is a universe, they are separated and intersect in the heavens.
The heavens are born with nine orifices and internal organs. They derive the five elements, sprout vitality, indicate the end, and form a cycle of their own.
As Meng Qi rotated the inner world and approached the heavens, the gray-white squirming became more intense, and Meng Qi vaguely sensed the breath of the heavens.
It is the intertwining of law and reason, and the manifestation of morality and morality.
This makes his interpretation of the heavens more nuanced and rounded.
The old emperor saw that the stone tablet's fluorescence was getting stronger and stronger, and nodded slightly. Everyone was ready to welcome the vision.
I wonder if the Crazy Sword can surpass Qi Zhengyan of the Huanhua Sword Sect
At this moment, when Meng Qi was turning his heavens, the gray-white squirming not only did not become more violent, but gradually calmed down.
how so
Meng Qi's whole body was in the process of realization, without any emotional fluctuations, but Wang Zai and others saw that the fluorescence gradually went out.
They looked surprised. They couldn't believe that such a situation would happen. Could it be that Crazy Sword, who was number one on the list, was half a step away from understanding the stone tablet
Three of the top twenty people on the list have realized their feelings.
The heavens are higher than the universe, occupying them, affecting their laws, but the closer Meng Qi circulates, the calmer the squirming gray becomes.
By the time it finished rotating through the heavens, the grayish white color had completely calmed down.
However, as Meng Qi realized it, it became deeper and darker, and seemed to have undergone indescribable changes compared to before.
Above the heavens, the source of the long river of time is an indescribable point. It has no distinction between up, down, left, and right, nor is there any difference in speed or speed.
There is no past, present or future here. It is the cause of all effects and the beginning of everything.
Meng Qi Yuanshen is sitting cross-legged among them, with his eyes half open and half closed. His aura is deep and chaotic, and it is difficult to describe it in words.
There was obviously fluorescence, but why did it fall silent? A member of the aristocratic family asked his companion in a low voice.
His companion smiled half-heartedly and said: The explanation is still not quite right.
While speaking, the man turned to look at Fan Changmiao, cupped his hands and nodded as if to congratulate him.
Fan Changmiao nodded in greeting. Looking at the silent stone tablet and Meng Qi, his eyes were full of doubts. Could it be that he has not been able to figure out his own path
Wang Siyuan originally kept smiling without any surprise. He only raised his eyebrows when Qi Zhengyan appeared strange. But now, he frowned slightly and felt that his calculation seemed a bit inaccurate.
Xiao Meng was very confident. He was by no means a blindly confident person. Wang Zai looked at Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, two of Meng Qi's friends, and saw that they were all paying attention to the stone tablet. There was no disappointment, only confusion.
The soul sitting cross-legged has not changed at all, or it can be said that it tolerates all changes.
The cause of all effects and the beginning of everything is the original beginning.
Suddenly, Meng Qi Yuanshen opened his eyes.
Chaos breaks open, the heavens appear, the universe evolves, and heaven and earth are completed
at the same time. There seemed to be breath bursting out of the gray-white color, integrating into this feeling.
The scorching sun shines high, and the golden glow reflects on the monument, without any light or shadow. No changes, no writing, nothing but the stele itself.
at this time. Meng Qi opened his eyes, stood up, saluted, and walked towards the high platform.
No vision whatsoever
Crazy Sword is indeed a person whose combat power is higher than his realm.
Comprehension and thinking about the principles of heaven and earth. He is weaker than Fan Changmiao
Amidst the discussion, Wang Zai closed his eyes and thought deeply, feeling that this shouldn't be the case. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound.
All the sounds around him disappeared. Wang Zai subconsciously opened his eyes and saw the center of the gray stone tablet slowly cracking.
With a clicking sound, the cracks grew longer and deeper.
The wordless monument cracked, and Yang Qi Ru Wang Zai was also stunned when it cracked. This was beyond his imagination.
Wang Siyuan suddenly squinted his eyes and forgot to breathe.
Fan Changmiao tightened her grip on the sword, her eyes blank.
The wordless monument cracked, and the faces of everyone who had just been discussing were confused and dumbfounded.
The right hand of Cui Qingyu, the acting head of the Cui family, on his knee twitched unconsciously, and Sima Shi, the head of the six doors, took a gentle breath.
Despite his high strength and profound realm, the important officials in the imperial court had never seen anything like this before and were inevitably shocked.
The wordless monument is cracked, cracked
Bang, the teacups in the hands of many children from aristocratic families fell to the ground.
The old emperor could not hide his surprise and shock at first, and then his expression became extremely ugly. If the monument without words was broken like this, how could he go to see his ancestors
The cracking sound of breaking stopped, the stone tablet was not divided into two, and the depth was still the same, but the gap was deep and long. Compared with it, the fine traces on the previous tablet were like the difference between a stream and a river.
Fortunately, it didn't break. The old emperor let out a long sigh of relief.
Amidst the gasps, the old emperor sighed: Crazy Sword should be the leader.
He couldn't make an evaluation, his mood was ups and downs, and he needed some quiet time.
Meng Qi only felt that his physical body was alive and his restraints were reduced by another level. With the combination of his previous insights and aura, he was only one chance away from a breakthrough.
Maybe it's fighting, maybe it's figuring out why Su Ziyuan was sent to Shaolin
What a terrifying mad knife
What did he realize that even the Wordless Monument could not bear
Could it be because too many people have realized it before
Are you kidding? If too many people are enlightened, the monument without words will not be able to bear it and the emperor will take it out.
Perhaps Crazy Sword is number one on the list of the strongest people in history
Amid the exclamations, Meng Qi walked steadily, his green shirt rustling, and returned to his seat unhurriedly.
Just as he sat down, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, he glanced at the Wordless Monument and saw deep cracks.
Fortunately, it wasn't broken, otherwise you wouldn't be able to afford it if you sold me. Meng Qi secretly rejoiced, of course, the Tathagata Divine Palm is comparable.
Wang Zai glanced at Meng Qi, rarely able to restrain his emotions, as if he was looking at a monster in human skin: This was the first time since the Wordless Monument appeared again.
For some reason, he secretly added, "Fortunately, it is very lucky."
Meng Qi didn't know how to answer, so he could only half-jokingly say: There is a first time for everything.
Ahem, Wang Siyuan coughed violently.
After a while of silence, the old emperor opened his mouth and gave Meng Qi a glass of wine, and then said: The third topic, in the age of martial arts, building a country with martial arts, no matter how much you comprehend, no matter how high your mood, you will eventually return to actual combat. There is an illusion formation in Yulin Garden, but It simulates deep valleys and mountains, dangerous places, and allows contestants to escape in times of danger. Anyone who wants to practice combat can enter.
This battle is a chaotic battle, and the person who is finally sent out by the formation is the leader.
It turns out that this is the case. Meng Qi, who still has hope of winning by cooperating with his friends, suddenly realizes, but since it is a fantasy formation, the weather and terrain must be taken into consideration, and there may be no way to contact his companions.
Cui Qingyu pondered for a while and said: Although there is formation protection and escape, if there is interference, it may be half a beat slower. They are all talents, and it is a pity that they are lost here.
The old emperor chuckled and said: Since the Cui Qing family is worried, I will let go of the restriction and let you all attach a ray of aura to your nephew. You can pull it out at the critical moment, and with the formation itself, it will be foolproof.
Cui Qingyu nodded slightly and had no objection.
Outside the palace, Doumu Yuanjun had already finished talking about the past and closed his eyes in a quiet place, as if sensing something.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and whispered to herself: It has begun. .
: I have something to do today, so I stayed up late to finish writing two chapters. I won’t whet everyone’s appetite and will update together.
Well, it’s gone tonight. I’m asking for recommendation votes and monthly votes in the name of the poor wordless monument~