Chapter 292: Chapter 292: The Power of All Living Things

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: The Power of All Living ThingsChu Caiwei pursed her lips, her bright almond eyes followed the figure, until he threw the golden bowl, the big-eyed beauty still couldn't get rid of the scene just now.

How majestic... she thought.

"Mr. Xu is simply a god." The white-robed magicians exclaimed from the bottom of their hearts.

Such a way of showing off in front of people was a bit too fashionable and innovative for them, and it had a huge impact on their hearts.

In comparison, Senior Brother Yang, who could only repeat "There is no one like me in the world", seemed very inferior.

Thinking of this, the white-robed magician and Chu Caiwei subconsciously looked at Yang Qianhuan, only to see that Senior Brother Yang's whole body was convulsing.

"So it can be like this... So it can be like this... In the eyes of countless people in the capital, in the eyes of the dignitaries in Dafeng, they drank generously, recited poems generously, and fought generously.

"Why do I feel my brain trembling just by putting myself in it? This is the ultimate I pursue, this is the feeling I want, but I didn't expect him to do it so easily...

"No, this was originally my chance, my chance, the old supervisor...old...misled me."

On the roof of the restaurant outside, Chu Yuanzhen sighed: "Awesome, really amazing, this eye-catching skill is unprecedented in history, even if I was the top scholar in the past, I would not be as glorious as him."

"Amitabha, so Lord Xu is a second man." Hengyuan smiled.

People with Lord Xu's personality are much more interesting than stereotyped scholars, and much easier to get along with than warriors who draw their swords at each other.

This is probably why the courtesans of the Jiaofang Division like him so much. In addition to his love for his poems, his personality is also another reason why women like him.

"He went in."

In the crowded crowd, some people pointed at the "scroll" projected in the air. At the foot of the towering mountain, a man in a cloak appeared.

......

I give myself 99 points for this wave of pretense, one point short because I feel a little awkward... However, as long as I pretend not to be embarrassed, then it is a 100-point gold inlaid jade... Occasionally, I feel pretty good... Xu Qiyan summarized the operation of showing off in front of people just now while looking around.

This world seems real, maybe it is real, he came to a small world opened up by the great magical power of Buddhism.

The Buddhist gate is towering, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland. The faint chanting of Sanskrit in the ears makes people feel peaceful unconsciously, abandoning all the troubles of the world, leaving peace and joy in their hearts.

In front of him is a winding stone staircase extending into the depths of the clouds.

Xu Qiyan diverged his thoughts and sensed for a moment, but did not detect any breath of life, and there were no insects, birds or beasts.

"The young monk Jingsi is guarding the mountainside, so this shouldn't be the first level. What is the first level?"

With doubts, he started climbing the mountain.

After walking for a quarter of an hour in peace and quiet, Xu Qian'an saw a small stone tablet appear beside the stone steps, on which was engraved: "Eight Sufferings!"

"Eight sufferings in life: birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, resentment, failure to obtain, and the burning of the five elements..."

The compassionate voice of Master Du'e sounded, echoing in the ears of the audience: "This first level is the Eight Sufferings Formation. Only those with a firm mind are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of Buddhism."

On the Bagua stage, Emperor Yuan Jing, wearing a Taoist robe, stood on the edge, overlooking the square, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard of this formation, Supervisor, how powerful is this Eight Sufferings Formation?"

"It's not a question of how powerful it is, it's a particularly grinding formation." The Supervisor drank a little wine and explained to Emperor Yuan Jing:

"If a child enters the Eight Sufferings Formation, he can easily get out. The more experienced a person is, the harder it is to break the formation. In Buddhism, this Eight Sufferings Formation is used by monks to sharpen their minds.

"Some people have gone through the test and their minds have become more perfect. Some people have fallen into the Eight Sufferings and their Buddhist hearts have been broken."

Emperor Yuan Jing was immediately awed: "Even the Buddhist monks are like this, let alone him?"

The Supervisor smiled and said: "It is not so easy to win a battle with the Buddhists. There are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive the Eight Sufferings Formation."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuan Jing frowned.

There are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive the Eight Sufferings Formation. He does not think that this "few" includes Xu Qian'an. This has nothing to do with talent, but with character, understanding, and system.

How can a warrior face the Eight Sufferings Formation used by Buddhist monks to sharpen their Buddhist hearts?

If Buddhism emphasizes a thorough Bodhi mind, then a warrior has no taboos and a turbid heart.

"If we lose this battle, the originally equal alliance relationship will be tilted..." Emperor Yuan Jing thought to himself.

This is what he is most worried about. Compared with 20 years ago, Dafeng's national strength has weakened so much that it can no longer be compared with the Western Regions

Buddhism.

But this is a tacit understanding, and no one will say it. But if this battle is lost, it will be recorded in the history books, which is equivalent to putting the matter on the table. Sёarᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

When future generations study this period of history, they will think that in Yuan Jing's later years, Dafeng's national strength was weak, and he, as an emperor, was not a revival leader,

but a foolish emperor.

"Can't lose, no matter what, you have to win. There are three chances. If Xu Qian'an loses, you'd better choose a capable person." Emperor Yuan Jing said word by word.

"It's such a terrible formation?"

Chu Yuanzhen was shocked after listening to Hengyuan's explanation.

"With Xu Ningyan's character, I'm afraid he can't pass the test of the Eight Sufferings Formation." Chu Yuanzhen pondered.

"Perhaps, you should be more confident and remove the "horror." Hengyuan said helplessly:

"This Eight Sufferings Formation is used by high monks who practice Zen to sharpen their Buddhist hearts. If a monk falls into it, his mind will be broken at best, and he will go crazy and lose his mind at worst."

This... Chu Yuanzhen's face changed slightly: "The Buddhist sect is too vicious. Do they want to destroy Xu Ningyan?"

Hengyuan said in a deep voice: "The Eight Bitterness Formation has another function..."

"Without the fluctuation of Qi and the feedback of danger, the Eight Bitterness Formation

will not attack me. "Xu Qian'an stood beside the stone tablet and did not take a step forward

for a long time.

No matter what, let's break the formation first.

Xu Qian'an stepped onto the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, the scenery

in front of him changed. Foshan faded, the steps faded, and darkness blocked his sight.

"Wow..."

He immediately heard the cry of a baby, and the cry tore through the black curtain. He saw

white walls, white sheets, and people in white uniforms.

A nurse held the newborn baby and wiped his body.

A woman with a pale face and sweating profusely lay on the bed. She had delicate features and

was very familiar.

"Mom..."

Subconsciously, Xu Qian'an shouted.

This was not the birth of Xu Qian'an in Dafeng, but the birth of Xu Qian'an who grew up under

the red flag and was born in New China.

The child grew up slowly, and after experiencing the happiest childhood, he was forced to go to school. Day after day, year after year, the heavy schoolwork dominated his youth. Finally, he graduated, grew up, and planned to enter the society.

At this time, his parents, who were obviously old, patted his shoulders and said ashamedly:

"You finally graduated from the police academy. Your parents can't give you anything. You have to work hard on your own to buy a house, a car, and marry a wife. It depends on you." He entered the company and worked day and night. In order to save enough for the down payment of a house, he worked hard and finally paid the down payment for a house. The problem came again. There was no money for decoration.....

Xu Qian'an learned from his mistakes and left the company to start a business. His business failed and he began a ten-year struggle.

Ten years later, he finally had a well-decorated house and some savings. It was time to start a

family.

At this time, his father was sick..... A serious illness almost bankrupted him. His father's health collapsed, and he had to be responsible for supporting two elderly people.

For this reason, his girlfriend who had been dating for many years left him. Shouldn't I have died of drunkenness at this time...... He wanted to laugh at himself, but his

heart became particularly heavy.

The scene changed. He finally got married before the age of 40 and married a pretty good

wife. The child was born the following year. The couple had a big fight in order to let the child go to a better school.

From then on, they lived for their child, raised him up, and provided for his education, until

one day, the child said: "Mom and Dad, I'm getting married, but I want a house, the woman doesn't want to live with you.

"Oh, before that, you have to prepare hundreds of thousands of betrothal gifts, just use Dad's

pension."

Well, then live frugally, provide most of your life savings, and pay the mortgage for your child. Isn't this what people live for?

So, the son got married, had a wedding house, and started his life. Then, the grandson was

born, and the old partner was taken away because she had to take care of the lives of his son and daughter-in-law and take care of the children.

Xu Qian'an began his life as a widow........

At the end of this life, he ended his life lying on a hospital bed. Before he left, there was only

an equally old wife by his side.

At this moment, Xu Qian'an actually felt a sense of relief that "I can finally rest."

One reincarnation ends, and the second reincarnation begins.

From birth to death, he has been a social animal all his life, trying to "live". He was burdened with heavy schoolwork when he was young, struggled for the future when he was young, struggled for his children when he was middle-aged, and still struggled for his children when

he was old.

In addition to the carefree childhood, he was truly "free" at the moment of his death, and felt that all the burdens were unloaded.

"Is this the eight sufferings of life? Birth, aging, sickness and death, separation of loved ones, resentment and hatred, failure to obtain, the five elements are burning... What is the meaning of such a life? My life is not like this, and it should not be like this."

In the reincarnation again and again, Xu Qian'an's idea of entering the Buddhist sect became

heavier and heavier. There was a voice in his heart that kept saying: Rest, rest, such a life is meaningless.

Let go of all this, and you will be free.

"No, no, there is something wrong with my will..." He immediately realized that there was

something wrong with his thoughts, as if he had schizophrenia.

One bewitched him to escape into the Buddhist sect and seek freedom. The other was firm in

his own ideas and thoughts.

Two consciousnesses collided in his body, and Xu Qiyan hugged his head in pain.

"Think about something else, think about Fuxiang's snow-white buttocks."

.......

All his performances were seen by the onlookers outside the field, and countless people were

worried about him.

"What's going on? It seems to be very painful? But nothing happened."

The Eight Suffering Formation acts on the mind. Outsiders cannot see Xu Qiyan's spiritual world, and they cannot empathize with him.

".....This is only the first level, and that person is so painful. How can he climb the mountain?"

Upon hearing this, a Jianghu person sighed: "The winner is immediately judged, this fight is probably hanging."

They did not understand what the Eight Suffering Formation was, but they saw Xu Qiyan enter

the "painting scroll" and start climbing the mountain. As a result, he looked like this after

only a few steps.

It was disappointing.

In the pergola where the royal family was, Bian Bianxiu clenched his fists, his whole body was tense, and he stared at Xu Qiyan without blinking, fully showing his inner tension.

Huaiqing held the teacup and never put it down.

"Mom, my brother seems to be in pain." Xu Lingyue said with tears in her eyes. Auntie looked at her husband and saw that his face was gloomy. She didn't dare to ask and

whispered to comfort him: "It's okay, your brother has always been promising. He is not

afraid of tens of thousands of rebels in Yunzhou, so why would he be afraid of these bald

donkeys?" "Uncle, what happened to my brother?" Xu Lingyin pointed to the sky.

"It's okay."

Wei Yuan's tone was calm, but the veins on the back of his hand holding the handrail bulged,

and his body leaned forward unconsciously, his eyes always staring at the "scroll", never

moving away.

"Eight Suffering Formation!"

Prime Minister Wang Zhenwen snorted coldly: "This formation is used by Buddhist monks to

sharpen their Buddha's heart. If a warrior falls into it and cannot break the formation, his

mind will be broken and he will be useless. If he can pass the formation safely, it means that this person has Buddha nature. You can take this opportunity to convert him to Buddhism. "Du'e Arhat is very clever. He slaps my Dafeng in the face like this. Aren't you afraid of my Dafeng's millions of elite soldiers?"

As the Prime Minister of Dafeng, Wang Zhenwen is the one who speaks in the absence of the

emperor.

He has broad knowledge and mature political skills. He said Du'e Arhat's calculations in a few

words.

Master Du'e chanted the Buddha's name, and his tone was pleasant: "Converting to

Buddhism is also a good fortune."

Chu Yuanzhen then knew the other function of the Eight Sufferings Formation, and also

understood why No. 6 Hengyuan was hesitant to speak just now.

The plan of the Arhat of Deliverance was indeed a bit sinister.

The first level tests the Buddha nature. If there is no Buddha nature, Xu Qian'an will be ruined,

and Buddhism will win. If there is Buddha nature, there are several more levels waiting for

him to enter the Buddhist sect. In this way, Buddhism will not only win, but also slap Dafeng in the face.

The person sent out to fight became a disciple of Buddhism in the end. This slap should not be too hard.

In each pavilion, the dignitaries suddenly changed color, and the ladies and daughters who

were just watching the fun also put away their playful mentality and stopped talking and laughing. Bian Bian suddenly became nervous, opened her peach blossom eyes with slightly raised corners, and said anxiously: "Huaiqing Huaiqing, the Prime Minister said that if the formation is not broken, the dog slave will be useless, and if the formation is broken, the dog

slave will become a monk. What should we do?"

Huaiqing frowned. Although she was knowledgeable and well-read, her cultivation was not satisfactory. The current situation was beyond her ability.

"Do you want to be abolished or become a monk?" Huaiqing asked back.

"I..." Bian Bian opened her mouth but did not say the answer in her heart. The angry people were not only the dignitaries in the pavilion, but also the onlookers. In

Dafeng, the people living in the capital were the proudest, because they lived in the core city of the court and had the pride of the people of a great country. Because of the "provocation" of Jingsi and Jingchen during this period, the people in the

capital had long been resentful. Today, the Sitianjian agreed to fight with the Buddhist sect. Before dawn, the place was full of onlookers.

"It's too much. The court is weak. It has been ridden on the head by the Buddhist sect many times, and those masters are silent. "

Eyes were focused on Xu Qian'an, holding their breath with tension.

Aunt suddenly heard a "crack", it turned out that her husband beside her crushed the armrest

of the seat.

Her delicate brows were knitted, and she said in annoyance: "Why did you choose Ning Yan to fight? What should I do?"

In order to lay the foundation for his nephew, her husband worked hard for twenty years. If it

is true as the old man said, if the formation is not broken, it will be useless, then the

husband's twenty years of training will be ruined.

Breaking the formation is not a good thing, Xu Ningyan is the only one in the eldest house,

and he became a monk...

Aunt turned back and glanced at her son and daughter. Xu Xinnian frowned, Xu Lingyue bit

her lip, and her pretty face was full of worry.

"There is a third way to break this formation."

In the pain of schizophrenia, a thought came into Xu Qian'an's mind, that was the voice of the

monk Shenshu. "Don't respond, don't think about things related to me, just listen to me. This formation is used by Buddhist practitioners to sharpen their minds. There are two results for those who enter the formation: the mind becomes more and more clear, or the mind is broken.

"If you are not a Buddhist, if you can survive the Eight Sufferings Formation, it means you

have Buddha nature."

No wonder I have the idea of escaping into Buddhism. Buddhism is trying to kill my heart... He

thought while enduring the twisted mental pain.

Monk Shenshu's thoughts came again: "In addition to the above two, there is another way:

break the formation with the power of all living beings!"

Xu Qi'an waited for a moment, and Monk Shenshu stopped talking. Out of vigilance, he did

not call Shenshu in his heart.

Break the formation with the power of all living beings... What does this mean? There are eight sufferings in life, so it takes the power of all living beings to break it? But where can I get the power of all living beings? This is obviously not the ability that a warrior should

have...

The reincarnation continues, and the Eight Sufferings Formation "corrodes" Xu Qi'an's spirit.

What's worse is that the idea of escaping into Buddhism has not intensified. Instead, the collision of two "personalities" has made his spirit more twisted.

This means that Xu Qi'an really has no Buddha nature. If he cannot break the formation, what

awaits him is a broken state of mind.

Xu Qi'an reviewed all his methods, Heaven and Earth Slash, Heart Sword, Lion's Roar, Face

Changing Technique, Cultivating Intentions... Hmm?

Cultivating Intentions?

Chu Yuanzhen taught him to cultivate sword intentions, using his own emotions as power,

integrating them into the sword and wielding them.

My current mood is indeed very bad, but it is not enough to split the Eight Sufferings

Formation... But, change your mind, why do I have to use my own emotions?

Why not try to borrow other people's emotions? Cultivate sword intentions with other

people's emotions.

As soon as this idea came up, it was out of control.

He closed his eyes and used the secret technique taught by Chu Yuanzhen to sense emotions,

but the object changed from himself to the outside world. What was surprising was that he actually sensed the emotions of the outside world, which

came from the emotions of the onlookers in the capital... These emotions were an ocean,

mainly tension and anger.

Are you angry too?

Then lend me your strength.

Xu Qian'an was immersed in the ocean of emotions, absorbing the anger. Gradually, a strong

and boundless anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Like a raging tide, like thunder, like a raging fire.

He unconsciously pressed the scabbard, as if he was going to draw the sword.

"Not enough, not enough..."

......

Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.

The statue of the sub-sage suddenly vibrated, and a stream of great spirit rushed to the sky.

A red wooden box hanging above the head of the sub-sage statue trembled, and something

was sealed inside, and it seemed to break out of the box.

In the flashing light, Dean Zhao Shou appeared in the temple, staring at the mahogany box in

doubt.

Then, three clear lights flashed, and Li Mubai and three great scholars came to check the

situation.

"What's going on? Why did the sub-sage sculpture move again....." Li Mubai's voice suddenly stopped. He stared at the mahogany box in disbelief and

stammered, "It, what happened to it?"

Dean Zhao Shou said faintly, "Someone has moved the power of all living things, and it has

revived."

The three great scholars looked at Zhao Shou as if he were a madman.

Zhao Shou ignored them and bowed: "Please be quiet, senior."

The three great scholars woke up as if from a dream and bowed one after another: "Please be

quiet, senior."

The vibration of the mahogany box weakened and slowly returned to calm.

"He is going to draw his sword!" Someone shouted hoarsely. Among the onlookers, some people were relieved because Xu Qiyan finally took action and

was no longer immersed in pain, which made them feel as if they had taken a reassurance pill.

It's good to have countermeasures. The most feared thing is to lose without resistance.

Wei Yuan was stunned and a little puzzled by Xu Qiyan's actions. Not only him, but anyone who knows something about the Eight Bitterness Formation can't

understand Xu Qi'an's intention.

The Eight Bitterness Formation is not an enemy, so what's the point of drawing the sword?

Is he going to cut himself? "Dad, what does he want to do?" Miss Wang asked in a low voice. "Nothing can be done." Wang Shoufu shook his head and said disappointedly: "The best

result is that he can withstand the Eight Bitterness Formation... I really don't know why the

Supervisor chose him."

On the top of the tall building, Emperor Yuan Jing said in a deep voice: "Supervisor, is this the person you want to choose?"

In his opinion, Xu Qi'an's behavior is no different from a desperate dog jumping over the wall.

"Your Majesty... didn't you feel anything?"

The Supervisor looked at him with disappointment in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Bian Bian shouted: "Draw the sword, draw the sword." As soon as she finished shouting, she was stopped by Concubine Chen, who scolded: "It's

disgraceful to make a fuss."

"Why don't you draw the sword, draw the sword quickly."

At this time, someone shouted among the people outside.

"Draw your sword!" Someone immediately followed suit.

More and more people followed suit, and the shouts became louder and louder. In the end,

the sound of "drawing your sword" became a chorus.

"Draw your sword, draw your sword..."

The sound was like a tide.

"Enough!"

So, Xu Qian'an drew his sword.

Clang...

In the peaceful Buddhist realm, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, it was like the rising sun

breaking through the darkness, like the light splitting the chaos.

This light was not the power of Xu Qian'an, but the power of thousands of people in Beijing at

the moment, the power of unity.

Crack!

The stone tablet with "Eight Sufferings" written on it was full of cracks, and then it broke

with a "bang".

Rumble.....

The whole Foshan was shaking at this moment, as if it was about to collapse.

This knife cut the Eight Sufferings Formation. The power of the Eight Sufferings Formation

comes from this Buddhist realm.

Therefore, this knife cut the power of this Buddhist realm.

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound, but it did not come from Foshan, but from the outside world.

Master Du'e looked down in astonishment and saw a crack in the golden bowl.

"The golden bowl is cracked, the golden bowl is cracked." "Ahhhh" stood up, screaming, pointing at the golden bowl, and stomping his feet.

The girl's screams echoed.

Hearing Bian Bian's shouts, the dignitaries in the pavilions subconsciously lowered their

heads and looked at the golden bowl. They found that there was indeed a crack.

"What, the golden bowl is cracked?"

The people and the people in the outside world could not see the golden bowl, or could not

see it clearly. They were very anxious for a while and wanted to verify it very eagerly:

"Is it really cracked? Is the golden bowl really cracked? I can't see it clearly." The people in the front stood on tiptoe and kept pushing the people around them to adjust

their positions. Finally, they saw the golden bowl next to Du'e Luohan. Looking carefully, they saw a crack on the surface of the golden bowl.

"It's really cracked, the golden bowl is really cracked."

Along with this voice, a wave of cheers rang out, one higher than the other.

"Stinky bald donkey, isn't he very strong? Humph, do you really think that I have no one in

Dafeng?"

"Go back to the Western Regions, the capital is not a place for you to show off your power."

This is a real bustle of people.

The people are busy saying harsh words and having fun, while the focus of the people in the

world is Xu Qiyan.

At some point, another young man with extraordinary talent appeared in the capital, and no

one had ever heard of his name before.

On the top of the star-gazing building, overlooking the cheering people, Emperor Yuan Jing

smiled.

"Not bad!"

He praised with satisfaction, and then asked: "Jian Zheng, what happened to that knife just

now?"

When did Xu Qiyan become so powerful.

Jian Zheng ignored him.

In the pergola, Miss Wang pursed her lips, looked at the Prime Minister Wang Zhenwen, and

whispered: "Dad, didn't you say that he was bound to lose? Didn't you say that to pass the

Eight Bitterness Formation, only..."

"Okay, okay!"

Prime Minister Wang waved his hand to interrupt, "Dad admitted that he was wrong, are you

satisfied?"

That's what he said, but he didn't look angry. He drank a sip of tea in a relaxed manner and said: "Wei Yuan has another tiger general."

At this time, his tone was a little depressed.

In the night watchman area, Wei Yuan exhaled lightly, touched Xu Lingyin's head, and said

lightly: "This knife was chopped in a standard way, it's okay. "But, if it were you, could you break the formation with one knife?"

The golden gongs lowered their heads in shame. Martial arts fanatic Yang Yan couldn't help asking: "How did he do it?"

Wei Yuan's expression froze slightly, and he recovered instantly, still with a calm tone of

wisdom: "Wait for him to come out and ask yourself."

Duke Wei knew it a long time ago, no wonder he has been so indifferent...... The golden gongs

suddenly realized.

Xu Pingzhi was the happiest, grinning, unable to hide his smile, in stark contrast to his

previous state.

"Not bad." The old lady muttered.

This lecher is really powerful, she has to admit it. On the roof of the restaurant, Hengyuan sighed: "Unbelievable knife, how did Lord Xu do it."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Chu Yuanzhen, but found that No. 4 looked

sluggish, muttering: "How is this possible, how is this possible..."

Like a madman.

What a strong impact did Lord Xu's knife just cause on No. 4?

Hengyuan was stunned.

At this time, the voice of Master Du'e sounded, word by word, clearly reaching people's ears:

"The Eight Bitterness Formation is only the first level, the second level is called the Vajra Formation. I saw that after this Yinluo performed a sword strike, he was exhausted. Does he

have enough energy to pass the second level?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately raised their heads and looked at the "scroll".

Xu Qiyan sat on the stone steps, breathing heavily, his face pale.

Even ordinary people who don't understand cultivation can see that Xu Qiyan is in a bad state.

This made them realize that they were too happy too early. At this time, they had only passed

one level and were at the foot of the mountain, still far from the top of the mountain.