Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

In the west wing not far away, the killing monks sat together in robes.

Bowing your head and chanting, breathing machine, just like a clay sculpture that can breathe.

When he has reached such a high level, he can already be sleepless and full of energy.

And between walking, sitting, and lying down, the muscles, bones, skin, blood, and blood vessels are running all the time.

It is equivalent to practicing day and night, and practicing diligently is not punctuated.

"Master had an epiphany back then and once sent a Buddha verse. Kicked over Mount Sumeru with one kick... It is really hard to compare such a Dharma path with heart and strength."

The killing monk looked at the tattered copper bowl and sighed in his heart.

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

This is not to be louder and more ambitious than anyone else.

Once a monk makes a vow, he will practice it in his lifetime.

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

The hardships involved are indescribable.

It's not just casual rhetoric.

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

The bigger the vision, the more difficult it is to achieve.

Not only must the heart be firm, but the strength must be enormous.

Only when the two are combined can one truly preach the Dharma.

"Lao Na's lineage has always been singled out.

Going back three generations, the master fell into extinction, the master fell into the devil, and the great master died in a catastrophe, and there is almost no good death.

I hope that God will borrow another ten years to be with the old man..."

The killing monk showed a complicated look on his face.

Before he was 20 years old, his talent in martial arts was mediocre, and he relied on an Arhat fist to step into the realm of convincing.

When you are thirty-five years old, you can train your body and mind before you realize the freedom of dragons and elephants, and condense the "dharma signs" that reveal the truth in the five directions.

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

Experienced "see through", "pick up" and "hold", and passed three difficult barriers in a row.

Finally, with the great power of Vajra, he regenerated a Rakshasa evil spirit.

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

"Old Na has mediocre aptitudes in this life and cannot be cultivated, and it is estimated that it is rare to have a positive result.

I just hope to have a good apprentice... Well, what an amazing weather, what a familiar atmosphere! "

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

The unprecedented violent shock made him suddenly open his eyes.

Just like the angry eyes of King Kong, the light burst into flames, and the entire room was illuminated for a moment.

"Could it be..."

The killing monk felt it carefully, and suddenly got up as if thinking of something.

This action involves strong airflow in all directions.

Two thick solid wood doors were suddenly knocked open.

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

At the same time, inside the main house.

Ji Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, fell to the ground at some point.

The person is like a sleepwalker, like a self-taught without a teacher, posing a mighty Arhat boxing air.

The legs are like piles, rooted in the earth.

Five fingers pinch together to promote Qi and blood.

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

Like being at the bottom of the water, there is great resistance.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The move opened, and the thick and thick white air waves hit the wall one after another, and then bounced back.

There was a huge noise of rising tides.

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

All this, Ji Yuan seems to be unaware.

His spirit is like sleep, his mind is awake, naturally.

"Arhat Boxing! It turned out to be Arhat Boxing!

Amitabha, good is good!

It must be that the heavens took pity on the old man and sent a closed disciple to take over the mantle! "

The slaughtering monk who arrived quickly saw Ji Yuan who was immersed in the mysterious realm and could not extricate himself, and saw the perfect Arhat boxing.

Involuntarily, his heart was agitated, and his face was trembling.

The calm heart lake, like an ancient well without waves, suddenly turned up with stormy waves!

In his long practice for a period of 10 years, this Arhat has been punched more than ten million times.

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

The killing monk and Buddha's heart shook and praised again and again.

Few outsiders know the beauty of this Arhat boxing.

One of the eight divine mantras of Taoism is called "Golden Light Mantra".

It is known as "all laws are inseparable from each other".

So is Buddhism.

Arhat Boxing, which is an entry point to Zen martial arts, is like a golden light mantra.

It seems superficial and simple, but in fact it contains deep meaning, which can make people succumb to the sage.

According to legend, this is Dongdu, the first ancestor of Xuankong Temple, who taught the disciples in person.

"The Patriarch saw that the monks only knew how to meditate and meditate, with yellow face and thin muscles, lack of energy, and weak qi and blood.

He said: 'Although monks don't take the body as the most important thing, they can't not understand the nature, so that the soul is separated.

If you want to understand your nature, you must first strengthen your body, then your body will be strong and your soul will be easy to understand.”

Then he created eighteen hands of Luohan Quan.

This boxing method has been praised by many great masters, and is called the true life skill of 'both inside and outside, both spirit and form, stillness and movement'.

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

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

He devoted himself to practicing for more than 20 years, and only then did he realize the essence of Arhat Boxing and ponder the subtle changes of Qi and blood.

Now, in Ji Yuan, who is only fifteen years old, he sees some shadow of a sloppy monk.

"Could it be that my apprentice is really a horizontal training wizard?

Not only did the golden bell hood and the iron cloth shirt be practiced to Dzogchen,

He also realized the true meaning of Arhat Boxing, holding the power of the dragon elephant, and gaining the heart of the diamond! "

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

He frowned slightly, waved his sleeve robe, and blocked it from the outside.

This kind of epiphany opportunity, the great master has rarely met several times in his life, and he must not be disturbed by others.

If someone really messed up, this skinny old monk would immediately have a murderous intention and use the thunder method to save the souls of the dead.

After two hours passed, the sun slanted westward.

"It took a total of 4,000 white Dao Accumulation points to completely grab it... It's really not easy."

Ji Yuan seemed to wake up from a big dream and slowly opened his eyes.

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

Huangtian Daotu shook off two lines of ancient and clumsy handwriting, and appeared in his eyes.

【Dragon Elephant Powerful】

[Refining completed]

In the quaint picture scroll, there are still fourteen fates.

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

Ji Yuan was quite satisfied, as soon as he thought about it, his muscles, bones and membranes shook as he wanted, and the airflow around his body was blasted into a circle of ripples.

Beneath his delicate body as white jade, there seems to be an extremely terrifying tyrannical strength hidden.

"It's really at ease with the dragon and elephant, and the vajra is powerful! Arhat boxing is complete!"

The killing monk stared straight at Ji Yuan, feeling both inexplicable surprise and inconceivable.

His master said back then that even if the sixth patriarch with extraordinary wisdom roots, the fifth patriarch with astonishing understanding, the fourth patriarch who was born with a Buddha mind... without long-term practice and understanding, it would be impossible to decipher the mystery.

But the precious apprentice he identified was only fifteen years old from birth to growth.

Even if you start practicing boxing in the womb of your mother, it is extremely terrifying to have this state.

"Grandmaster……"

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

The other party's eyes glowed, as if looking at some rare treasure.

"Good apprentice, how long have you been practicing Arhat boxing?"

The killing monk did not ask where he learned from.

At the beginning of the year, the ancestors passed down the Fa, and there was no thought of hiding it.

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

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

What the Great King Kong Palm, Five-Shaped Boxing, Seven Star Boxing, Plum Blossom Boxing... and so on.

Therefore, there is a saying that "the world's martial arts are in the air".

"Probably...a year or two."

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Arhat Boxing?

Then react.

Try to speak longer.

"how long?"

The killing monk seemed to be struck by lightning, froze 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?

Five hundred years of qi luck has circulated, and it is time for Lao Na's line to flourish!

"Master... are you all right?"

Ji Yuan's face tightened slightly, looking at the skinny old monk who was gazing and dancing, and wondered if the other party had gone crazy?

"Good disciple, is there something I want to discuss with you?"

The killing monk withdrew his joy, lowered his eyebrows and pleaded with his eyes, and asked in a good voice.

"The old man knelt down and kowtowed for you, how about you worship me as your teacher?"

"..."