[Chapter 703: The Seventh Level of Jingfan!]

The test of the "nature" of the heart, the illusion is boundless, and the seven levels of meditation are of course mysterious.

However, since it is a formation arranged by people, the formation itself has its limits.

A few days ago, the Chu madman swept through the Jingfan Seven Levels and broke through many illusions, which also inevitably caused damage to the formation itself.

This Jingfan Seven Levels, in the end, is not a real immortal to get out of the thing, itself also relies on the method of illusion, condensed, although it is said that in the body formation, it is impossible to break the core of the formation, and break out of the formation in one fell swoop, but in the process of breaking the illusion, there is a crack in the formation.

Originally, this Jingfan Seven Levels was extremely mysterious, and after a few days, it would naturally be able to slowly repair itself.

After a few years, there will be no cracks, compared to that day, on par.

For 10,000 years, only the monks who have attained the Tao will go through the seven levels of Jingfan, although the Jokhang Temple is a vast Buddhism, it is impossible to often have high monks, and it is already very good to have such a monk for decades.

Even if there is some damage to the Seven Levels of Jingfan, it will not be reflected.

However, after the Chu madman, Feng Ziyue continued to rush to the pass, and the crack in the Jingfan Seven Levels Formation was obviously "exposed".

It was with this opportunity that Feng Ziyue was able to go so smoothly!

On the second day, the grandmasters had already seen clearly.

"This kid is quite opportunistic......"

Sun Yunhe smiled dumbly, he hugged the big gourd, took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and shook his head.

"Opportunistic, to this extent, I'm afraid that even if we wait, we may not be able to do it, right?"

Yun Weixue sighed, they also understood, yes, Feng Ziyue was opportunistic, borrowing the light of the Chu madman, so that he could break through the illusion-ridden Jingfan Seven Levels so quickly.

However, within two days, after passing six levels in a row, even if they, as grandmasters and masters, thought of this truth, and at the same time could step into the ruthless path and rush forward desperately, they might not be able to achieve such results.

In their hearts, they still admire this young man very much.

"In this way, it shouldn't be difficult for the Wind Protector to break through the latter level tomorrow and enter the Sifan Monastery, but I don't know how he should stop the decisive battle between the ascetic master and the Chu madman......"

Bingxin Jingyue is now completely on Feng Ziyue's side, thinking about him.

"That doesn't have to be ......"

Yun Weixue shook her hand, "In the previous six levels, the Wind Protector could use the rift in the Seven Levels of Jingfan, but in the seventh level, the life and death level, it may not be." ”

In this level, the true and the false, the false and the true, the true and the false, the false and the true, what is the illusion and what is the real, at this point, it is completely impossible to distinguish.

Feng Ziyue uses the way of affection and ruthlessness to practice ruthlessness, and it should be a big test here.

"At this point, even we can't predict what will happen......"

If it's simply ruthless, then it's fine, but if it's affectionate, after coming from the seventh level, no one knows.

The three great grandmasters, after all, still had a worried look on their faces.

Even the ancestors of the Jokhang Temple have to be afraid of the seventh level of Jingfan! If you don't have the insight to see through everything, and simply deal with it in a ruthless way, you are afraid that you will wipe out the affection in your heart.

Even if you can come out at that time, will you still be able to maintain your true nature?

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"The Seventh Level ...... of Jingfan"

On the third day, Feng Ziyue finally stepped into the latter level of the Jingfan Seven Levels.

The morning sun rises obliquely in this quiet room.

Calm and serene.

Feng Ziyue took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, feeling the temperature of the daylight, the smoke and dust flying in the air, everything was like a dream, but it was very real.

This is the seventh level of Jingfa that even the Buddha fears in the legend?

Feng Ziyue stared around with an indifferent expression.

He knew that the way he and the Chu madman passed this latter level must be different, the Chu madman himself was ruthless, in his eyes, he only had the dedication to martial arts, so with a palm, no one in the world could do it.

For him, it is not important to have affection in his heart at all, in this case, the world is real and illusory, what does it matter?

Without this attachment, he was able to pass the Seven Levels of Jingfan like a devastating one.

The great monks of the past generations are different, they have superb Buddhism, and the important thing is to be able to see clearly what is true and what is illusory.

Being able to distinguish between reality and illusion can naturally easily pass this latter level - however, this seems simple, but it is a high requirement, a pair of discerning eyes, how can mortals get it?

The second thing is to see through everything in the world, but it is just a mirror, since you can't tell what is true and what is illusory, then see everything as a dream bubble.

In this way, Nirvana, a virtuous monk, can also be born, but this kind of Dharma cultivation is a level lower than that of discernment.

One level worse, that is, you can't get rid of the difference between reality and illusion, and treat everything as true, and later, it is the so-called unbreakable life barrier - for the senior monks of all generations, at this point, it is considered a failure.

Of course, the difference is that you can't get out of the seven levels of Jingfan at all, and you simply die here, which is the failure of failure.

The path Feng Ziyue took was completely different from them.

He has affection in his heart, naturally unlike those virtuous monks, who can see everything as an illusion, and it is impossible to be like a Chu madman, who can be desperate and only care about martial arts.

He didn't have the Dharma or the discernment to discern the real and the illusory.

Of course, he can't take everything as real and become a loser.

If you want to pass the test, you must go out of a completely different path from your predecessors!

He smiled slightly, only to see the changes in the foreground, sometimes there were demon beasts raging, sometimes there were large armies fighting, and in an instant, it turned into a quiet picture.

Above the Changming Tower, the bright moon hangs high.

Feng Ziyue couldn't help but smile bitterly, how many times has this been the case, and I have seen this picture in the illusion?

After all, this is a deep memory since the rebirth, since the battle of Changming Tower, everything has changed, and his life has been restarted.

However, what if Changming Pagoda fought and he didn't die?

Feng Ziyue's heart moved, and the sword light waved, but when he saw the people around him, none of them were his enemies, and all of them were in the middle of the stream and turned into powder.

Yes, he is already a master at the peak of Void Breaking, where does he care about these innate martial artists?

Feng Ziyue let out a long laugh, but suddenly realized that he only had one arm, and there was darkness in front of him.

This...... This is......

The sword god Feng Ziyue of the year!

If Changming Pagoda fought a battle, won easily, and was not reborn, what would such a life be?

The heroes are tied, he is already the supreme sword god, but there is no one around him!

In Feng Ziyue's heart, an icy chill rose!