Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 398 Dao is destroyed and Dao is born! Meng Qi: So damn handsome!

Meng Qi felt as if his already fragile heart was stabbed a thousand times, his eyes were filled with resentment. Before he traveled through time, he was bullied by the academic bully and had to endure the academic bully's pretentiousness every day.

I didn't expect that after traveling through time.

Came to the fantasy world.

I actually have to endure the pretentiousness of the academic master!
Meng Qi: I traveled through time for nothing!

Zhang Tian also smiled but said nothing. In fact, what he said just now was already very low-key. He did not use his power to comprehend the essence of his other worlds, but really looked at it for a while and understood something in his heart.

He was filled with emotion. The Tao Te Ching was indeed written by Laozi, and it was the root of all great principles. Ever since he had entered the door, he felt that his understanding had greatly increased.

I even had the same feeling as when Monkey was learning from his master in Fangcun Mountain. He was really like a nerd doing elementary school questions. He could finish them in seconds without any hesitation. He knew everything and could learn things at a glance and become an expert once he learned them.

"I remember there was a great sage in this world. I heard that he had good comprehension, but a bit stubborn. Even though there were many big men from the other side standing behind him, including the ancients, the oldest ones, such as Bodhi, Laojun, Yuanshi, and Tathagata, he was unwilling to give up the so-called demon clan and gave up the opportunity to reach the other side..."

Zhang Tian was a little confused. After all, in the world of Journey to the West, although there were differences between humans and monsters, in the eyes of the great supernatural powers, they were all the same. Those who did good were humans, and those who did evil were monsters.

For the sake of an identity, he gave up the chance to reach the other side, was unwilling to cultivate for the next life, and almost died for his other demon brothers...

Is this still a fucking monkey?

Zhang Tian felt that he couldn't do it, and then he heard Monk Xuanbei's face full of amazement. It was obvious that he had seen the sword just now, and his eyes were full of surprise. "Little donor Zhang is really modest. I never thought that you would have such understanding..."

It was only then that he realized, "No wonder Taoist Chonghe was willing to teach you the Chunyang Sect's unique skill of Yi Qi Hua San Qing. This is incredible, incredible."

"With your current strength, if outsiders knew about it, you would definitely be ranked at the top of the Earth Ranking. If another ten years pass, I'm afraid you will be ranked at the Heaven Ranking!"

Tianban?

Meng Qi then came to his senses. Wasn't that the legendary Dharmakaya master? After all, Zhang Tian was still young. Even if he added another ten years, he would only be in his twenties.

If it were in the previous life, it would be equivalent to being the richest man in the country, but he, at the same age, let alone the richest man in the country, he is not even the richest man in his own village...

There are still many rich people in his village.

Meng Qi burst into tears.

With a proud and flattering look on his face, he felt that the person he was holding on to was really a great person. He had great vision and recognized this future Yang Jian from the vast crowd at a glance. Oh, no, the version has been updated, this future Lord of Morality.

Meng Qi boasted, "Brother Zhang, when were you number one in the world?"

Zhang Tian thought about it seriously.

After estimating the Zhenwu inheritance site and some opportunities he would have to visit next, he gave a number that was not exaggerated, "Three years at most."

Meng Qi doesn't believe it at all.

Zhang Tian also smiled and said nothing. He had talent and worked hard, so what if he practiced faster? If he was angered, he might invite Feng Ling Yue Ying Fang Cun Mountain over. Not to mention the addition of points from the main gods, but directly increase his Taoism. Just the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique left by Patriarch Bodhi would make his practice very fast, as if it were a monkey speaking for him.

He looked at Monk Xuanbei, who nodded in understanding. He then summoned the magic sword Ananda, and the Buddha's power surged in his body. He then saw a terrifying sword that shook the earth and cut off everything. It was so dazzling.

This magic weapon has been nurtured in Shaolin. Xuanbei is a master of the external scene. Although he does not practice Ananda's sword technique, it is also a unique Buddhist skill. Naturally, he can exert 70% to 80% of its power, which is comparable to a Dharmakaya master.

Wherever the sword flashes, it is invincible.

The void ruptures.

Meng Qi's eyes lit up when he saw this. After all, he was the successor of Ananda's sword. When he saw his own matching magic weapon, especially one with such divine power, how could he not be happy?
But when this terrifying sword fell on the formation, it was strongly blocked. That was the method left by the magician Han Guang. Although the other party was a demon, he had been secretly learning Shaolin's unique skills over the years. In addition, he had great talent and got the opportunity of the magic Buddha, so he actually found a way out.

He is no longer an ordinary Dharmakaya master!

Even if Monk Xuan Bei exerted all his strength, he was unable to cut off the obstruction left by Han Guang, including the seal that suppressed the divine monk Kongwen. However, it was of some use. The divine monk Kongwen who was suppressed under the formation noticed it and responded immediately. A vast Buddhist light surged from under the formation, so dazzling and boundless.

Meng Qi was overjoyed, "Alive! The abbot is still alive!"

Although he had never seen the monk Kongwen, he had heard of his legend. He had dominated the martial arts world for hundreds of years and was a famous man of great compassion.

What's more, the other party had saved his uncle and could even be considered the master of his uncle, Monk Xuanbei. To round it off, he was his big backer!

He was originally worried that the other party might have died, but now seeing that he was still alive, the surprise was like winning 10 million yuan, which can be described in words.

Zhang Tian took a look and nodded slightly. He drew out his sword and planned to lend a helping hand to Monk Xuanbei. He smiled at Meng Qi and said, "Master Zhending, you have probably only seen my senior sister's swordsmanship before, and you have probably never seen me perform swordsmanship. Take a look with your eyes. This sword! It's very handsome!"

Meng Qi's eyes widened immediately.

He silently operated the Yuanshi Golden Seal to its extreme, letting his brain go blank and wanting to remember the next scene completely in his mind. He knew that this was Zhang Tian's guidance to him.

As he stared with wide eyes, Zhang Tian displayed the sword art he had comprehended. The selfless moral image behind him emitted endless clear light. The dazzling sword light flashed by, and everything in the world was contained in it.

The transformation from death to rebirth.

The presentation of yin and yang of heaven and earth.

There is destruction and there is rebirth!
There is a beginning and there is an end!
It is easy to die but difficult to be born. This transformation from death to life and from life to death is intoxicating and fascinating.

This is the inheritance of the Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky that Zhang Tian got from the Zhenwu Sect. It means the Dao destroys and the Dao creates. With one swing of the sword, even if there are numerous magic arrays and even if there is the obstruction left by the Dharmakaya master Han Guang, there is still no way to stop it.

It was easily cut by a sword.

It broke apart.

The laws and principles left by the opponent were wiped out and turned into nothingness, leaving only layer upon layer of traces of sword intent.

Meng Qi was intoxicated and attracted by the picturesque scene. He fell into it for a long time and couldn't extricate himself. All kinds of inspiration flashed through his mind. When he woke up again, he saw the monk Kongwen with long white eyebrows in front of him. The other party had been rescued.

But he didn't pay any attention to it, and said to Zhang Tian seriously, "This sword... is really cool!"

"Hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)