In the Yangshen world, martial arts and Taoism coexist in the world.

The way of martial arts is to strengthen the body and transcend life and death.

Believe that the world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and the body is like a raft crossing the sea. If the body is strong, you can carry people to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering.

The foundation of martial arts practice is divided into seven realms: martial artists, martial artists, warriors, martial artists, innate martial artists, grandmasters, and martial saints.

It corresponds to flesh training, tendon training, membrane training, bone training, organ training, marrow training, and blood exchange.

In order to maximize the body's strength.

After that, you can open up the acupoints around your body and have infinite power in every move. You are a human being.

The ultimate purpose of human and immortal cultivation is to open up 129,600 orifices all over the body. The practices above human and immortals in this world are divided into: true meaning of martial arts, essence of boxing, flesh-and-blood, ever-changing, and shattering vacuum.

When practicing Taoism, one believes that the world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and the body of a human being is like a raft crossing the sea. However, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the raft will eventually rot. Only when the soul is strong can one abandon the boat and raft and use its own strength to swim to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering.

The realms of Taoism are divided into states such as concentration of the spirit, out of the body, night travel, day travel, expelling objects, showing off the body, possession, ghost immortals, etc.

Then, you will overcome the nine levels of thunder tribulation and achieve the pure yang of the Yuanshen, which is the Yang God.

Chen Hengzhi was a little confused about the so-called other side after that. He could use the soul of the Yang God to cooperate with the physical body above the peak of the human immortal, and also cooperate with the so-called "great ambition"?

What he didn't understand even more was that if the great ambition cannot be fulfilled, the troubles of eternal life and eternal life cannot be transcended in this world.

The foundation of practice? It is yourself? It is yourself.

If you practice to the end, you have to bear the burden for your whole life? Not to mention the Yang Shen world, even among the heavens and all realms? No powerful person can bear the sentient beings in the world and transcend them together!

This point can make Chen Hengzhi understand that there is something wrong with martial arts in this world!

Martial cultivation is Yang Shen, Taoism cultivation is God and immortal, this is the ultimate power that the Yang Shen world can accommodate.

If you want to transcend the world? You need to reach the other shore? That is, the fourth-level eternal life state in Chen Heng's practice system.

The other side = Yang God (the god) smashes the vacuum and fulfills the great ambition.

Something is very wrong!

Bored, Chen Hengzhi thought about the way of practicing in the Yangshen World, took out the pastries he prepared in the morning, made a pot of tea, and ate it leisurely.

His leisurely appearance compared to the other people's scratching their heads and ears? It was too alternative and attracted the attention of many examiners.

Chen Hengzhi completely ignored those glances that came over from time to time? He kept thinking about the problem of cultivation in his mind, and took a sip of tea from time to time on the surface. He seemed to be closing his eyes and resting.

After a long time, he slowly came back to the taste.

There is no doubt that this is an alternative world that is idealistic and me? Interferes with reality with will? A supernatural power will be displayed in one thought.

The way of heaven in this world is very interesting. You monks practice, absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, used the resources of the world, ate mine, took mine, and used mine. It doesn’t matter. Anyway, you will die one day sooner or later, and you will return it sooner or later.

What?

You want to leave after eating? Want to transcend? Want to take it away?

Sorry, I took mine, ate mine, and used mine to return all my things.

Therefore, this is why monks in the Yangshen world make great ambitions when they transcend the other shore.

If you owe the world, you won’t return it, and you still want to transcend?

Wake up, kid!

Do you think the world consciousness is a good meal?

Let me tell you, don’t even think about it!

There is a catastrophe in this world, and 129,600 years is a cycle of reincarnation. When a great catastrophe comes, no one can escape from the other shore if the Yang God is below, and he will only go there in a dirt.

Therefore, the old men such as Yuanzhu, such as Yuan, Pan, Taoist of Creation, Emperor of Eternal Life, etc., realized in advance that the future Yidao would appear, so they were dormant and buried chess pieces!

All the geniuses in the entire Yangshen world are working hard to transcend the other shore!

The world takes 129,600 years as a century, one cycle and one cycle. What is the meaning of doing this for the world itself?

Why did He do this?

After thinking about it, Chen Hengzhi felt that the whole world could be treated as a life!

As long as it is life, it desires to grow and evolve. Just like humans, it desires to practice and live forever, and the same is true for the world.

The world uses the wisdom of living beings in its body as nourishment, replenishes its own shortcomings, provides for its own growth, and then harvests on time!

It’s like a farmer planting a crop. He planted a batch of seeds and then took the harvest after the crops were ripe. After harvesting one crop, he would turn over the soil and smash it flatten it, and plant another crop.

The way of practice is divided into martial arts practice physical body and Taoist practice spiritual soul, but no matter which series of practice is, it consumes a lot of resources.

It seems normal and not surprising to monks, but to the world, monks are cancerous.

All things are born to nourish people, and nothing is to repay heaven.

The monks use all the resources of the world, but never think about repaying the world. It is not uncommon for such acts that are unfavorable to the world and are treated as cancer by the world.

However, the way of heaven in the Yangshen world is even more ruthless, and it is just a little more ruthless. It is harvested every 129,600 years. It is even more cruel than the boss of Lu. It is sharpened with a knife more sharply, and it is thrifty to cut leeks!

The bored Chen Hengzhi lay on the exam table, thinking about these messy things in his mind. At this time, the protagonist Hong Yi was already extremely disappointed with the Hong Mansion, and the conflict between the two sides reached the peak of the outbreak.

Years ago, Hong Yi obtained the "Maitreya Sutra of the Past" from the fox's nest in the West Mountain, which was untold.

After the imperial examination was over, Hong Yi was about to move out of the Hong Mansion and work alone!

From then on, Hong Yi turned into a dragon and soared into the sky. In just a few years, he achieved the Yang God, reached the other side, and transcended the limitations of the world.

He is simply the son of the Era, and no one else can fly as fast as he can on a rocket.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Hengzhi had finished the snacks he brought from home and made three pots of tea. He felt that time had never passed so slowly as today.

"ah!!!"

"Why can't I think of it? How should I answer, how should I answer."

There was a noise outside, awakening the bored Chen Hengzhi. He raised his head from the table and saw several soldiers running quickly from front of him. Soon, the yelling candidate was blocked by someone with a rag and dragged him out directly.

When he passed by Chen Hengzhi's examination room, he clearly saw that the candidate looked in his forties, with some gray hair on his sideburns on both sides. He was dragged onto the stone floor by several soldiers, and was still struggling, sobbing in his mouth as if he wanted to shout something.

Chen Hengzhi discovered that the man's eyes were turbid and a dead gray color floated on his face.

Chen Hengzhi shook his head and sighed secretly.

Another person who was driven crazy by the imperial examination.

Throughout history, there have been too many such things. Even in the past life, countless college entrance examination students still broke down and even committed suicide under tremendous pressure.

"The time has come, and all candidates stop writing. If there is any answer again, they will be treated as cheating."

I don’t know how long it took, but the gong sounded at the end of the exam and a small official shouted loudly.

Chen Hengzhi's expression turned up and he sat upright. Only then did he realize that it was dark and the examiner's office had already held the lights, but it turned out that it was already the hour of You and the exam was over, so he was ready to leave the examination room.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I will have another question. I have already drafted it and copied it. I will definitely be able to pass the imperial examination this year."

"Stop writing quickly." An examiner scolded.

"Wait a minute, give me another half an hour." The candidate begged.

"Come on, pull him out." The examiner refused without hesitation.

The man cried and begged: "No, I will win this year. Please give me a chance."

The sound gradually drifted away, and it was obviously dragged away.

"well!"

Chen Hengzhi sighed, carried the box and left the room, and went to the layman in the Gongyuan.

When I came outside, I found that it was already dark. At this time, except for the relatives of the scholars who were taking the exam, the servants were waiting anxiously with torches, and there was no one else on the street.

A biting cold wind blew, causing people to shrink their necks and tremble.

Those scholars who had been holding back for a day no longer began to enter the market, but rushed out in a bustling manner. Some of them were arrogant, some were dejected, and some didn't care at all. They were all kinds of strange things, and all kinds of things were different in the world.

After the scholars behind him left the examination room, they headed straight towards their closest people.

Chen Hengzhi carried the box and walked home alone.

As he walked slowly, Chen Hengzhi walked across a street in Gongyuan and turned the corner of the wall, but suddenly realized that the difference between the wall was heaven and earth.

On the side of the Gongyuan, the soldiers held hands and felt a murderous aura. No one dared to approach him, and they naturally seemed deserted.

The outside room was brightly lit, crowded with people, and bustling, which seemed very lively. If it weren't for the wrong clothes and hairstyles of people, Chen Hengzhi would have almost thought that he was a modern metropolis when he returned to Earth.

There were many pedestrians on the streets that could not be seen at first sight, and there were night market stalls on both sides of the crowd, including those selling candied haws, malt sugar, storytellers, fortune-tellers, Dali pills, monkey plays, and antique calligraphy and paintings. There were a wide variety of wonderful things.

There are two worlds inside and outside the wall.

Chen Hengzhi slowly squeezed through the crowd, walked through two streets, and returned to the slums in the southeast of the capital, where he lived his home in this life.

On the other hand, Hong Yi, who had just come out of the tribute school, looked a little ugly, and he realized that he had failed this imperial examination.

Halfway through the exam, his sudden uneasiness disturbed his thoughts, his mind became confused and unable to calm down. The subsequent exams were obviously a bit unsatisfactory.

On the way home, Hong Yi was still thinking about where he offended Taoist masters, and he actually made him whim during the exam, delaying the most important thing in his life, such as the imperial examination.

After thinking for a long time, Hong Yi still didn't expect anyone he had offended. Only Zhao, the eldest wife of the Hong Mansion, always disliked him. Maybe that bitch hired a wrong way to cast spells, ruined his big affairs, and made his idea of ​​earning a title for his mother.
To be continued...