章 62: Chapter 62 : The Way of Heaven

Han Feng stood in the distance and watched the python's blood run out, and Han Feng walked up to the dying python.

The boa constrictor looked at Han Feng humanely, there was no cruelty in his eyes, only a willingness to bow down and a trace of relief.

Black mist floated out of the air from the python's wound, forming a cloud of black mist in the air and drifting towards Han Feng.

Han Feng stood still and waited for the black mist to melt into his body.

After the black mist merged into Han Feng's body, the dense wounds on Han Feng's body healed up, and the faceless girl also appeared in front of Han Feng.

The faceless girl rode on the boa constrictor and kept hitting the dead boa constrictor lightly with her small fists, as if saying: "Let you scare me! Let you scare me!"

Han Feng looked at it funny and shook his head: "It's kind of vengeful."

Walking two steps quickly, Han Feng came to the side of the faceless girl and gently lifted the collar of the faceless girl's neck, lifting the fluffy faceless girl and put it aside.

The faceless girl stood up and raised her foot to lightly kick Han Feng's calf. Han Feng pretended to be in pain, causing the faceless girl to raise her chin slightly.

Han Feng could clearly feel the emotion called joy from the faceless girl.

The faceless girl detoured behind Han Feng and stretched out her hand to push Han Feng to the stairs. Han Feng swayed slightly to avoid the hand extended by the faceless girl.

Han Feng looked at the slightly puffed cheeks of the faceless girl and smiled, came to the boa constrictor, lowered his head slightly, and bent his waist.

Straightening up, Han Feng looked at the python's body and said, "This is the last respect for a swordsman."

After saluting, Han Feng came behind the faceless girl and stretched out his hand to push the faceless girl. Amidst the faceless girl's puzzled emotions, Han Feng smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go."

The faceless girl's light body was pushed to the fifth floor by Han Feng, and when she was about to climb up to the fifth floor, the faceless girl suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Han Feng, pushing hard.

Han Feng staggered to the fifth floor of the Tianshou Pavilion.

Han Feng stabilized his body and looked back at the faceless girl. The faceless girl gently lifted the corner of her skirt and saluted before disappearing before Han Feng's eyes.

Han Feng knew that the test on the fifth floor had begun.

Han Feng turned his head and looked towards the center of the fifth floor, wanting to see what animal was testing him this time.

But what Han Feng didn't expect was that there were no living things in the middle of the fifth floor, only five doors.

The five doors are unusually high, connecting the roof and the ground.

Han Feng walked in and found that there were words written on the five doors, all of which were some unrecognizable ancient characters.

However, Han Feng understood the meaning of these unfamiliar words when he looked at them, as if they had been translated by something.

Han Feng looked at these words and read in the order of the doors: "The way of hell, the way of hungry ghosts, the way of animals, the way of humanity, and the way of heaven."

"This is the Six Paths? But why is the Asura Path missing?"

Looking at these words, Han Feng reached out suspiciously and touched the top of the gate of heaven that was closest to him at this time.

The moment Han Feng reached out to touch the door, the door suddenly opened, and the defenseless Han Feng was sucked in. The moment Han Feng entered, the huge door closed again!

Han Feng staggered to the ground, raised his head and looked around, and found that there was nothing but fog.

Han Feng stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife at his waist, and looked around vigilantly, but nothing happened after a while.

Han Feng took a step while holding the knife at his waist.

When this step landed on the ground, it was like a drop of water falling into a calm water, with circles of ripples swaying outward around Han Feng.

With the layers of ripples, the surrounding scene has also changed.

Han Feng's surroundings began to twist and change, and after a while Han Feng came to a magnificent hall.

The surrounding clouds were misty, and suddenly a shadow pressed towards Han Feng.

Han Feng was startled when he saw it at first, and suddenly, a huge Buddha with three heads and six arms in cassock appeared in front of Han Feng.

The Buddha's three heads and three pairs of eyes looked at Han Feng together, one of them stared angrily, the other stared at him fiercely, and the third was dazed.

Three pairs of big hands were holding the Jiedao, the Zen Staff, and a huge Demon Subduing Pestle.

Han Feng swallowed while looking at the tall Buddha. The Buddha lowered his head to look at this tiny thing, raised his hand and dropped the demon pestle in his hand!

The huge demon pestle came towards Han Feng's face, Han Feng dodged in a panic, and the shock wave threw Han Feng away with gravel.

Han Feng stood up after rolling a few times on the ground, and quickly drew out the knife at his waist and laid it across in front of him.

"when!"

"Hmm!" With a muffled groan, Han Feng was sent flying by the Buddha's Zen staff, and Han Feng managed to adjust his figure in the air to avoid the sweeping knife.

The huge saber brushed against the tip of Han Feng's nose, and Han Feng hurriedly distanced himself from the ground and looked at the Buddha vigilantly, but the Buddha did not move at this time.

The Buddha's three heads were lowered, and the three pairs of big hands were clasped together. A paragraph of the scriptures was unknown, so the scriptures came out of the three mouths.

The three weapons of the Buddha slowly dissipated into light particles not far away, and then slowly recovered beside the Buddha.

During this period, the Buddha's heart was opened, and a trembling golden heart appeared in front of Han Feng.

Han Feng looked at this scene in amazement but didn't make any movements. Han Feng just watched the Buddha chanting strange scriptures vigilantly.

The three weapons were condensed and formed in front of the Buddha, and the three pairs of Buddha's eyes were also opened, and the golden heart on his heart sank.

The three hands each held their weapons, and the three pairs of different eyes stared at Han Feng again.

The same as before, he threw a huge subduing pestle at Han Feng. Han Feng's eyes narrowed a few times and he jumped to avoid the attacking range of the subduing pestle.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, Han Feng took a step back and turned around to avoid the Zen stick that was lifted up. In a back jump, he escaped the Jie Dao that was slashing down.

The huge Jie Dao was set in front of Han Feng, but the Buddha didn't move. Han Feng saw the opportunity and stepped on the back of the Jie Dao to rush towards the Buddha.

Regardless of whether the Buddha put his hands together, the unknown scripture chanted again from the Buddha's three mouths.

Han Feng, who rushed in front of the Buddha, raised his knife and slashed at the Buddha's neck, but was bounced back.

Han Feng looked at the Buddha who closed his eyes and chanted Buddhist scriptures with trembling hands, and said, "It's so hard!"

During the falling process, the Buddha's golden heart appeared in front of Han Feng again.

Han Feng turned his head and raised the knife to chop down. The sharp blade left a long scar on the golden heart, but it was too shallow!

The three weapons took shape again in front of the Buddha, and the golden heart was also buried in the Buddha's heart.

Han Feng quickly opened the distance when he landed, and attacks similar to the previous two waves followed.

Han Feng, who dodged the attack again, stared at the mobilized heart in the Buddha's open heart: "Opportunity!"

Han Feng rushed towards the Buddha quickly with the knife in hand, and stepped on the Buddha's leg sitting cross-legged. After several vertical jumps on the Buddha, Han Feng stabbed the golden heart with a knife until the blade completely sank into the heart.

Han Feng turned over with his arms and stepped on the knife, and stomped hard, a long gash was cut in the golden heart, and golden blood sprayed out along the wound and splashed on Han Feng's body.