Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 150 Arhat boxing, horizontal training of geniuses, sleepless mind

In the west wing not far away, the life-killing monk is sitting together in his clothes.

Bow your head and chant sutras, breath in and out, just like a clay sculpture that can breathe.

At his advanced level, he can already be sleepless and full of energy.

And between walking, sitting and lying, the muscles, bones, membranes, flesh and blood are in circulation all the time.

It is equivalent to practicing day and night, practicing diligently.

"The master had a sudden enlightenment back then, and he once uttered a Buddhist gatha. He kicked over Mount Sumeru with one kick... This kind of Dharma with the unity of heart and power is really hard to come by."

The killing monk looked at the broken copper bowl and said with emotion in his heart.

In Buddhism, there has always been a saying of making great wishes.

This is not about talking louder than anyone else, or having far-reaching ambitions.

Once a monk makes a vow, he must practice it life after life.

If you don't change your way, don't change your heart, it's like holding on to the Taishan Mountain and surpassing the North Sea.

The hardships and dangers are hard to describe.

It's not just empty talk.

Just like the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Buddhist scriptures made the oath of "the hell is not empty, and I will not become a Buddha".

The bigger the vision, the harder it is to achieve.

Not only must the heart be firm, but also the strength must be huge.

Only when the two are combined can we truly spread the Dharma.

"This line of my old man has always been passed on alone.

Going back three generations, the master died, the master fell into a demon, and the grand master died in a catastrophe, almost never a happy ending.

I hope God will lend me another ten years to be with this old monk..."

The killing monk showed a complex look on his face.

Before he was 20 years old, his talent and martial arts were mediocre, and he barely stepped into the realm of convincing by relying on an Arhat boxing.

It was not until I was 35 years old that I tempered my body and mind that I suddenly realized that the dragon and elephant are at ease and condensed the "dharma image" of the five directions to reveal the truth.

After the age of 40, the master passed away and took over the mantle alone.

After "seeing through", "picking up" and "holding", we have passed three difficult hurdles.

Finally, he understood the great strength of Vajra, and regenerated a Rakshasa evil spirit.

Only then can we obtain the method of the middle vehicle and know the way of karma.

"This old man's qualifications are mediocre in this life, and he can't be cultivated, so I guess it's rare to get a good result.

I just hope that I can take in a good apprentice... Well, what an astonishing weather, what a familiar atmosphere! "

The killing monk was chanting sutras with his eyes closed, and suddenly there was a fluctuation in his heart, which was as clear as a mirror.

The unprecedented violent shock made him suddenly open his eyes.

Like a vajra's glaring eyes, the light burst out, and the whole room was illuminated for a moment.

"Could it be..."

The killing monk sensed carefully, as if thinking of something, he suddenly got up.

This movement involved strong airflow from all directions.

Two thick wooden doors were suddenly knocked open.

Immediately afterwards, the figure in the monk's robe disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, inside the main house.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ji Yuan got off the ground at some point.

He is like sleepwalking, as if he has learned without a teacher, and puts on the mighty Arhat boxing air.

The legs are like piles, rooted in the ground.

Knead with five fingers to promote Qi and blood.

Every time he punches, twists his body, turns his waist, and moves his hips, he does it extremely slowly.

It was like being at the bottom of the water, with great resistance.

Crash, clatter, clatter!
The move was pulled out, and the thick and thick white air waves hit the wall one after another, and then bounced back.

Make a huge noise of rising tide.

The whole house is like a small boat sailing in the ocean, shaking and turbulent constantly.

Ji Yuan seemed unaware of all this.

His spirit is like sleeping, and his heart is sober, naturally.

"Arhat Fist! It turned out to be Arhat Fist!
Amitabha, good is good!

It must be that the poor old monk was so painstaking that he specially sent a closed disciple to take over the mantle! "

The killing monk who rushed to the scene saw Ji Yuan who was immersed in the mysterious realm and could not extricate himself, and saw the Arhat boxing that was perfected.

Can't help but feel agitated in his heart, and his face trembles wildly.

Like a calm lake in an ancient well without waves, it suddenly turned into a stormy sea!
During his six years of long practice, this arhat has punched tens of thousands of times, and he is very familiar with it, and he can tell the level at a glance.

"It's God's will! It's God's will!"

The killing monk Buddha's heart was shaken, and he praised again and again.

Few outsiders know the beauty of Arhat Boxing.

Among the eight divine mantras of Taoism, one of them is called "Golden Light Mantra".

Known as "all laws and it, all interlinked."

So is Buddhism.

Arhat Boxing, an introductory Zen martial art, is like a golden light curse.

It seems superficial and simple, but in fact it contains profound meaning, which can make people transcend into holiness.

According to legend, this is Dongdu, the first ancestor of Xuankong Temple, who personally taught it to all his disciples.

"The patriarch saw that the monks only knew how to meditate and meditate, his face was yellow and thin, his spirit was weak, and his energy and blood were weak.

He said with emotion: "Although the monks don't take the body as the most important thing, they can't understand the nature and separate the soul."

If you want to understand nature, you must first strengthen your body, then the body is strong and the soul is easy to understand',
Then he created the Eighteen Moves of Arhat Boxing.

This boxing method has been praised by many great masters, and it is called "both inside and outside, both spirit and form, both static and dynamic".

It's just that people in the world are dull, and their roots are no better than the ancestors, so it is difficult to understand the essence of it. "

The life-killing monk's heart flowed through his master's past teachings, and his excitement was beyond words.

He devoted himself to practice for more than 20 years, and only then did he realize the essence of Arhat boxing, pondering the subtleties of changes in qi and blood.

Now, in Ji Yuan, who is only fifteen years old, he can see some shadow of a slovenly monk.

"Could it be that my apprentice is really a prodigy?
Not only practice the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt to the Dzogchen,
I also realized the true meaning of Arhat Boxing, holding the power of the dragon elephant and gaining the Vajra Heart! "

While thinking about it, the killing monk glanced at the old housekeeper and a group of servants who heard the news.

Frowning slightly, he waved his sleeve robe to block him outside.

This kind of opportunity for epiphany is rare for the great master to meet several times in his life, and he must not be disturbed by others.

If someone really caused trouble, the skinny old monk might immediately feel murderous and use thunder to save the souls of the dead.

After two hours passed, the sun set to the west.

"A total of [-] points of white dao aggregates were spent to capture it completely...it's really not easy."

As if waking up from a big dream, Ji Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

It's like experiencing a good night's sleep, refreshed and without any fatigue.

Huang Tiandao map shook off two lines of ancient and clumsy handwriting, which emerged in the eyes.

【Dragon Elephant Vigorously】

【Complete refining】

Inside the simple picture scroll, there are still fourteen destiny numbers.

It's just that the original white [Chaoshen] was erased and replaced with a blue [Dragon Elephant Dali].

Ji Yuan was quite satisfied, as soon as he thought about it, his muscles, bones and membranes shuddered at will, and the airflow around his body was blasted into ripples.

Under his body as delicate as white jade, there seemed to be an extremely terrifying and tyrannical strength hidden.

"The dragon and the elephant are really free, and the Vajra is powerful! Arhat boxing is perfect!"

The life-killing monk stared straight at Ji Yuan, both surprised and inexplicable.

His master said back then that even the sixth patriarch with extraordinary wisdom, the fifth patriarch with amazing understanding, and the fourth patriarch with a natural Buddha heart... without long-term practice and comprehension, it is absolutely difficult to understand the mystery.

But the precious apprentice he identified has only fifteen years from birth to adulthood.

Even if one starts practicing boxing in the womb, it is extremely frightening to be able to achieve this level.

"Grandmaster……"

Seeing the killing monk standing outside the door, Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little puzzled.

The other party's eyes were flooded, as if he was looking at some rare treasure.

"Good apprentice, how long have you practiced Arhat boxing?"

The killing monk didn't ask where he learned it.

At the beginning of the year when the ancestors passed on the Dharma, there was no thought of hiding personal interests at all.

And bluntly said, this skill is inclusive, everyone can learn it, everyone can practice it.

So it was popularized and spread, and various boxing techniques were derived from it.

What big diamond palm, five-shaped boxing, seven-star boxing, plum blossom boxing... and so on.

Therefore, there is a saying that "the world's martial arts come out of the sky".

"Probably... a year or two."

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Arhat Boxing?
Then react.

Try to speak longer.

"how long?"

The life-killing monk seemed to be struck by lightning, stunned in place, and asked again.

"Maybe three or four years, maybe."

Ji Yuan felt that it was not good, so he simply added some more.

"Amitabha!"

The killing monk took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart.

However, the three or four years of Arhat boxing has this skill, could it be the reincarnation of the first ancestor?
After 500 years of good luck, it's time for the old monk's line to flourish!

"Master... are you okay?"

Ji Yuan's face tightened slightly, and he looked at the skinny old monk who lost his composure and danced, wondering if he had lost his temper?
"Good student, there is something I want to discuss with you?"

The life-killing monk suppressed his joy, lowered his eyebrows and asked in a friendly voice.

"I kneel down and kowtow to you, how about you worshiping me as your teacher?"

"..."

　ps: I kowtow to the reader, I wanted to continue writing yesterday, but when the water flocked to [-] o’clock, someone suddenly asked me, "Are you not going to work tomorrow?", the words awakened the dreamer, instantly Let me lose the impulse to code words, I was wrong, boom boom~
　
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