I Can Inverse Heavens To Change My Fate

I Can Inverse Heavens To Change My Fate Chapter 10

2022-03-28

Chapter 10 The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and natural carvings are removed

Winter goes to spring ,Blossom.

When the fallen leaves of the Bodhi tree withered away, the young leaves that regrew again glowed on the branches.

Heaven and Earth revive, Ruixue sprouts.

Ji Qiu woke up meditating in the mountainside courtyard and let out a breath of white breath.

The white air was exhaled, lingering, and spread out for more than half a zhang before gradually dissipating into the air.

It has been two full years since Ji Qiu obtained the inheritance Transcendence True Sutra and cultivation.

In the past two years, Ji Qiu introduced Qi of Heaven and Earth into the body, breaking through all the orifices and purifying the fleshy body. Now the Spiritual Qi accumulated in dantian has faintly appeared.

Corresponding to Qi Refinement First Realm in cultivation technique, Guiding Qi has success.

The realm of Qi Refinement, recorded in Transcendence True Sutra, is divided into third realm, symbolizing the last three layers of junior high school, namely Guiding Qi, Qi Condensation, and Controlling Qi.

Those who are successful in Guiding Qi can mobilize Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to recuperate themselves, so as to make the body more condensed and transcend the mundane.

You can also inspire Spiritual Qi to use simple tricks to defend against the enemy, which is many times more brilliant than the so-called inner Qi cultivation technique.

Those who have reached this level have truly surpassed ordinary people. Even the so-called first-class experts in Jianghu, facing Guiding Qi Realm, are just mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Qi Condensation Realm, it is even more incredible, this situation is roughly equivalent to the Innate Grandmaster in the rivers and lakes, but the means and background are much higher than the so-called Martial Arts Grandmaster. many.

Within a radius of 30 feet, Qi Condensation Realm's cultivator can kill people in the air, as long as everything is within a radius of 30 feet, even the flying flowers and leaves that are picked up at random, for the ordinary person , are deadly Multimate weapons.

This is just an additional feature of this environment.

Achieving the Qi Condensation Realm's cultivator, the most important thing is that you can already have the qualifications for the real cultivation technique. If you want to kill the Innate Grandmaster, you can almost do it with your Qi Condensation Realm. can do it.

As for the last Controlling Qi Realm, it is more terrifying. As the name suggests, Controlling Qi can be separated from the body and manipulate various Magical Artifacts as soldiers, and even its activating spells are compared to Qi Condensation Realm is more powerful.

Arriving at this kind of realm, it is no longer a trifling army that can be easily described.

The cultivator of Controlling Qi Realm, to ordinary people, is no different from Earth Immortal, even if it is the head of an enemy general in the army, it is just as easy as pie.

"It's been two years."

Standing up, Ji Qiu looked calm.

He watched the white air in front of him slowly dissipate, then put on a monk's robe, and paced out of the quiet room.

The reincarnation simulation, said to be a simulation, is more like a journey of cultivating the mind and seeking the Way.

And it is protecting its own Dao Heart, so as not to sink into such a long and long time.

The red dust sits and forgets, Dao Heart is clear and bright.

It's really a big blessing.

Ji Qiu laughed, stood up, pushed open the door, and looked at the outside world.

It was not too early in the morning, and the dewdrops hanging from the leaves were about to drip down, and there was a slight mist rising between the mountains and fields.

Dong Dong~~

The morning bell rang, and the huge Hanging Mountain was revived.

Many monks who woke up from deep sleep completed their daily life day after day.

Chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, eating fast food and sweeping, practicing martial arts

Everyone has his own busy schedule.

And Ji Qiu is alone, walking down the mountain.

The most profound thing in Ji Qiu's heart is undoubtedly the simulation before he defy the heavens and change the fate.

Although that reincarnation compresses time to the extreme, making Ji Qiu seem to be watching a revolving lantern, but in the end it is a full seventy years, how can it be passed by.

For him, whether it's this life or the real life, all the things he's experienced add up, not as much as the things he's experienced in that simulation.

And the origin of everything is just seeing it today.

Ji Qiu remembered those brown pupils that used to be brilliant lights and vibrant colors, and exuded endless vitality.

The wind blows the flag, is it the wind or is the flag moving?

Neither.

Outside disturbances are fleeting, neither wind nor flag movement.

It's heart-wrenching.

Ji Qiu walked down the bluestone stairs one after another.

The banyan trees on both sides stand in great numbers, with wide crowns and shades of greenery that cover the sky, covering all the rays of light of the high-hanging sun on the tree crowns, making people feel only Clear mind and body.

Looking at the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain where the gray robe monks in small groups were gathering, Ji Qiu stopped, looked at the remote Buddhist temple on the west side, and slowly paced away.

A fragment of my memory, gradually revived here.

The closer you get, the clearer it becomes.

At this time, just as Ji Qiu was approaching the Buddhist temple, there were bursts of women crying, which gradually sounded.

At this moment, Ji Qiu raised his eyes.

In his mind, the simulated fragments before defy the heavens and change the fate slowly emerged.

When I first saw her, it was a girl who only knew how to cry. She looked like she was two years older than herself, but it was an extremely sign of her life.

Like Surpassingly Beautiful, natural de-carving, no powder makeup, cardamom age, which is impressive.

It's not like defy the heavens and change the fate with all the memories.

At the time of that first simulation, Zhen Ru was Zhen Ru, not Zhen Ru who had Ji Qiu's memory blessing and knew the past and the future.

A merely a trifling monk who is only eleven years old, even if his skin is as white as a jade tree, he cannot hide the shallowness of his experience.

For Zhen Ru, he had never seen such a beautiful girl.

One has a heart, the other has no intention, and the fate between the two is forged.

Unfortunately, it didn't end well.

A monk has no guts, and a woman has no luck.

In the end, it can only end in a lonely ending.

The clips in his mind flashed like a screening. Ji Qiu looked complicated. He listened to the cry outside the Buddhist hall for a while, but he finally crossed the threshold and walked in.

After entering, the scene changes, and the rising sun shines light into the Buddhist hall, dispelling the darkness inside the door.

A tall golden statue of Buddha stood on the top with his hands raised, and before the red cloth desk, there was a young girl in light red-clothed clothes, kneeling on the futon with her back to Ji Qiu. up, sobbing softly.

"Amitabha, may I ask you, girl, why did you cry in front of the Buddha statue?"

As in memory, Ji Qiu stepped forward, bowed his head, raised his eyebrows, put his palms together, and said yes. He asked the little girl in front of him.

Su Qixiu knelt on the futon, slightly red brown eyes, still stained with a few undropped tears.

When she heard someone ask questions from behind, she was shocked, and even with the look of sobbing, she paused for a while.

She turned her head, looking towards the source of the voice behind.

At a glance, Su Qixiu couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw the person who came in a white monk's robe. Although his face was immature, he was extremely handsome.

The rising sun that has just risen poured down the warm sun of early spring, covering his white monk robe with a layer of gold edging, looking like a cloud of exile, sacred and inviolable.

She had never seen Little Monk so good-looking.

(end of this chapter)