Chapter 40 My Heart is Pure, My Fist Breaks the Soul

The lake is calm and peaceful.

There was wild grass growing all around, which was too dense. There were a lot of insects and ants, and there were also birds and beasts living there.

Sitting on a piece of blue stone, Zhou Yan closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

"As expected, the world is so big that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Even if some people are not very powerful, they always have some special qualities that are amazing."

Zhou Yan thought secretly.

A few days ago, he went to Egypt and visited the practitioners there. The practitioners' strength was not very high. In terms of conversion, they were at the Baodan level.

But its practice method is very special.

It's not some kind of kung fu, nor does it rely on weapons or armor, but rather "spells".

It’s similar to the method of praying to gods.

It is possible for one to influence the disaster energy of others without relying on the power of Feng Shui, and his spiritual power is also very strong.

So after defeating it easily, Zhou Yan asked it to cast some more "curses" on him so that he could observe these strange powers more deeply and intuitively.

These days, Zhou Yan really discovered some clues.

His luck, 'got lower'.

If an ordinary person is not strong enough, he would have died long ago, considering that he almost stepped on dog shit when going out, turned around and encountered a big truck, and stepped on an iron nail.

"What a strange power, different from the existence of luck, but it can affect people's fortune, misfortune, prosperity and decline, and it is not as intuitive as the power of the material world."

"This Earth really has many secrets..."

Zhou Yan felt a little strange.

In an era when martial arts are rising and martial arts are prevalent throughout the world, there are actually so many ways of practicing in secret and utilizing many strange existences.

Is it true that the planet beneath our feet is the center of all worlds?

"It seems I still need to observe more."

Zhou Yan recalled some descriptions of the Galaxy Era. According to some of them, there was no spiritual energy, nor was there a cultivation system.

But in ancient China, and even throughout the world, there were some beings whose spiritual realm was high enough to comprehend the secret of fetal breathing.

Although it 'starved to death' quickly, it was enough to leave some secrets.

"Good fortune and bad luck are interdependent, just like luck. Observing this power has improved my ability to control my mind..."

As the thought came to his mind, Zhou Yan's heart was in turmoil.

The originally scattered mind seemed to have found a backbone and gathered together, like a warrior holding an elixir, and the strength turned into a point of primordial chaos.

The dark aura that was wrapped around him was completely washed away, and as the aura dissipated, a sense of lightness came from his mind.

This aura was not fatal to Zhou Yan, but it was still a bit troublesome.

"Hmm, it's still impossible to manipulate mental power directly?"

Zhou Yan raised his brows and thought.

With the restraint and liberation of the mind, and the observation of this strange power, the original understanding of the new realm of martial arts has all become a reality.

As his mind moved, his spirit focused on one point, as if his mind had also "held the elixir".

A sincere heart can predict the future.

Break the void and see that God is not bad.

Zhou Yan's spiritual and physical realm of martial arts, coupled with the blessing of martial arts luck, finally pushed the limit of martial arts one step further.

To the current state.

However, the so-called mental power still cannot be controlled, concentrated, sensed, or manifested.

The divine will of martial arts is a manifestation of the power of the mind.

It is not a supernatural system of this world, a direct manifestation of spiritual power, but an extension of will, a highly utilized use of momentum, mind, and limbs.

What Zhou Yan used seemed to be able to create various illusions with just one encounter.

But its essence is not to attack other people's minds, but a similar hypnosis technique, a wake-up call, to suppress the mind and make people kill themselves.

In simple terms, it means using external objects to control the life rhythm and mind of others, and let them influence you unconsciously.

“If it is a state of concentration, then it is completely different, and the spiritual power is no longer hidden.

It is to truly manifest, break through certain limitations, reach direct contact at the level of thought, and even later, penetrate dimensions and absorb energy."

Zhou Yan said with some regret.

Now his Kung Fu has improved further, his martial arts realm has surpassed the level of being indestructible, his mental strength has become more concentrated, and he can break through the air and captivate people's hearts.

When others take action, you can shave off a part of their spirit, achieve a deeper level of hypnosis, and reveal a stronger illusion.

But compared with entering into samadhi, it is like heaven and earth.

Susu!

The grass and trees in the forest sway in the wind.

A giant lizard lowered its body, crawled on all fours, and kept crawling, saliva dripping from its mouth, approaching Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan is now in India, where these giant creatures are abundant.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan glanced around and sensed the reptile 24 meters away, thinking: "What a coincidence, just give it a try."

After saying that, he concentrated his mind.

It was not an attack, but an exploration in the dark, trying to capture some kind of mental fluctuations of the beast when it moved.

Just two or three breaths.

Zhou Yan captured a series of vague and ignorant thoughts.

"Okay, that's it!"

Zhou Yan's mind moved, and his mind was concentrated to the extreme, turning it into a sword in his heart. At the same time, he used his inner energy to stimulate his outer energy and stimulate the air flow for assistance.

Then, he slashed at these vague thoughts with a sword!
boom!
A heavy voice accompanied by a terrified roar came from the grass.

The monitor lizard fell violently to the ground. Its heavy and huge body instantly crushed a large area of ​​grass. It kept trying to roll up, stirring up large pieces of soil.

Roar!
Every time the monitor lizard tried to get up, it found that its limbs had no reaction at all, and even its eyeballs gradually closed and did not move. Then, its heart stopped.

The internal organs stopped functioning one after another, and finally the brain was also enveloped in coldness.
"The efficiency of using the martial arts divine will has been greatly improved. When a thought of an intelligent life is detected, the thought can be cut off by using airflow, hand seals, body movements, or even sound."

"That's what they call, the fist breaks the soul."

Zhou Yan thought of the martial arts in another world and realized that his own situation was very similar and to some extent, they were closely related.

"The great way is simple. As expected, the paths of cultivation all have many similarities."

Zhou Yan said with some realization.

He thought that his own qi and blood were still unable to be transported into the Mysterious Gate of Heaven and Earth. It was very likely that after breaking through, he would succeed in entering into meditation and would be almost as good as the indestructible Vajra.

They all have a complete understanding of life and death.

One is a spiritual breakthrough. Once it is accomplished, the power of the mind becomes manifest, and one can naturally move qi and blood at will, interfere with cells, and realize self-genetic evolution.

One is to transport qi and blood into the brain, to comprehend the mystery of life and death, and to supply qi and blood to the brain in large quantities, thereby stimulating human potential and spiritual power.

The two are similar, but not exactly the same.

"The plan is almost at the end. I have already visited most of the countries. This stop is India. I think the last stop is the United States?"

Zhou Yan stood up, looking gloomy.

This journey is not something earth-shattering, something that would be known to all of humanity and watched by everyone to steal their fortune.

These countries are not stupid.

Even if Zhou Yan's plan could not be guessed, it was impossible for this so-called "live broadcast" to significantly affect the operation of the country.

What's more, there is no such server and technical support.

Zhou Yan's target is people in the cultivation world. If these people admit defeat, their fate will be tilted.

Moriga, a little-known land in India.

It is not considered poor, but it is definitely not wealthy either. It can only be said that most people can have enough food to eat and it is not so easy to starve to death.

Although the population here is not large.

Zhou Yan walked leisurely, sweeping with his divine presence, and wherever he passed, mosquitoes and insects were killed. His unique clothes also attracted the attention of street residents.

After killing dozens of people, Zhou Yan arrived at his destination.

It was a dilapidated but spacious temple. A group of ragged children were playing and laughing. In the middle, a middle-aged man with dark skin was sitting in a lotus position.

Looking at the active figures of the children.

His face was smiling with satisfaction.

"I've heard of your name for a long time. I knew you would come here, and I also know your purpose."

After a moment, the middle-aged man suddenly sighed, his smile faded a little, and he looked at Zhou Yan who was waiting thirty meters away, and said softly:
"Can we have a fight in the woods?"

"can."

Zhou Yan nodded.

His divine power was enough to distinguish between good and evil in a person's heart, and he could naturally see that this person truly loved children and had a gentle heart.

In that case, there's no harm in waiting.

A kind person is worthy of his mercy.

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man turned around and arranged the next activities for the children, then stood up and led the way for Zhou Yan.

Behind the temple is a forest.

"The master is very Buddhist, doing good deeds and practicing what he preaches. I admire him very much."

The two men stopped and Zhou Yan spoke slowly.

The clothes this person wears are ascetic clothes.

It is not one of the common religions in India, but Buddhism, which has a smaller number of followers.

"Buddha saves all living beings and enlightens their minds, but I can only influence no more than a thousand people, restrain the six desires, and find the other shore."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed:
“I don’t deserve the Buddha nature”

"Very good. If one aims to become a Buddha, one will inevitably be obsessed with utilitarianism. In the past, Prince Siddhartha sought the way to practice and finally attained enlightenment under a tree. Only by doing it without intention can one become a Buddha."

Zhou Yan raised his hand and clasped his fists in greeting:

"It is said that the prince has attained Buddhahood, has a secret skill that allows him to see through the heavens, and has great strength, able to throw an elephant. I wonder if I can see it today?"

“My merits are not even one tenth of the Buddha’s, but I can demonstrate a little.”

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled, then he pinched his five fingers into a seal, as if picking up a flower, stepped on the ground with both feet, and began to dance.

With each step, he picked up flowers with his hands.

It is as if the Buddha lowered his eyes, the Buddha's kingdom is shining, and the lotus flowers are blooming.

“Yoga, no, there are other things mixed in it”

Zhou Yan became interested and identified this method.

India is an ancient country with a very long history. The spiritual practice there is mostly based on asceticism. The path of practice focuses on the spirit and is very powerful in polishing the mind.

Yoga regulates qi and blood.

Combined with the art of meditation, it is enough to make up for the deficiencies of one's physical strength and fighting skills.

Da! Da! Da!
As the middle-aged man's momentum gradually increased, his gestures gradually changed from picking up flowers to clenching his five fingers into a fist like a pestle, and he chopped down at Zhou Yan from top to bottom.

Its power is not obvious, but it is full of majesty.

Transform from a Buddha into a god, throw divine weapons, and punish your enemies!
"I see. Through yoga, the mind and body are in harmony, and the attack then takes on a form similar to the divine will of martial arts."

"Yes, this coordination method is worth reference."

Zhou Yan smiled as he glimpsed the country's martial arts culture from the middle-aged man's moves, and the accumulation in his mind became deeper and deeper.

Immediately, the strong force condensed.

Then, he pointed out!
(End of this chapter)