Early the next morning, Watson, who was cooking porridge in the kitchen, was called into the living room by a cry of surprise. Looking at Hua Yu, who was sitting in a daze at the table, Watson asked: "Did my sister have a nightmare?"

Hua Yu looked at him and shook her head, murmuring: "How could I fall asleep and wake up and be broken?"

"Isn't this a good thing? It's time to wash your face and eat."

From Watson's point of view, he has broken through all the way from Qi gathering to foundation building, and he seems to have never been as excited as his sister breaking through a realm.

Watson, who turned around and walked out of the living room, thought for a while, turned back and smiled: "Congratulations, there shouldn't be any big problem in getting to Kunlun now."

Watson doesn't know how to coax people. In her opinion, her sister should like this sentence.

I walked to the yard and set up a stool, picked a few green pears, washed them with water, and planned to go up to Wentian Peak and give them to my sister to eat.

Hua Yu, who was patting her chest, watched her brother walking around in the yard, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Since he has broken through, the next task is to follow his brother to practice the Buddhist Formless Dharma Body on Wentian Peak.

It won't be long before the Beginning of Autumn, and maybe he can really cultivate his physical body to the first level of Xiaocheng.

Maybe at that time, I was even more powerful than I am now.

Watson handed yesterday's stick to his sister and said quietly: "Now that we have broken through the first level, it should be easier to climb today, right?"

Hua Yu looked in the direction of Wentian Peak and shook her head: "I'm afraid it won't be easy until autumn."

After a lot of trouble yesterday, Hua Yu clearly realized that the first level of the formless dharma body was probably not the purpose of his practice.

Even if I can't continue practicing like this with my brother, I still have to cultivate to the fourth or fifth level.

If he had a physical strength comparable to that of the late Bishen, he would be able to travel around the world with just the strength of his physical body, let alone overcome tribulations in the future.

How could Watson know what she was thinking? The two of them came all the way to the foot of Wentian Peak.

Pointing to the long stone steps, he said: "Sister, I picked some green pears and I will give you a taste when you climb to the top."

…

From this day on, Watson did not bleed on the three thousand steps.

Like Watson, Hua Yu did not leave any blood stains on the 3,000 stone steps after five days of arduous mountain climbing.

Hua Yu spent five whole days, bleeding and crying, and was finally dragged all the way to the top of Wentian Peak by Watson.

After quenching his body for six days with the medicinal herbs prepared by Gui Chen, Hua Yu finally reached the level of small accomplishment in the first level of the formless dharma body.

After Liao Chen inquired about Watson's breakthrough to the foundation-building realm, he ignored him.

Watson also did not tell his master about the sword technique he learned to conquer demons in his dream.

In his opinion, he would not tell his master that he had begun to practice swordsmanship until he had completed a sword attack to chase the wind.

After suffering so much, he was ready to give his master a surprise.

Similarly, Hua Yu was also puzzled by Watson holding a bamboo sword and wielding it for half an hour every day after climbing up to Wentian Peak.

The explanation Watson gave her was to let her sister rest at the top of the mountain for half an hour before they went back down the mountain.

From early summer to mid-summer and then to late summer.

The brother and sister were either at Wentian Peak or on their way to Wentian Peak.

Only when it rained heavily, Watson wouldn't let his sister go out, and asked Huayu to stay in the small courtyard and read scriptures, saying that since she had practiced the Buddhist mind, she had to read a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures.

Naturally, the two of them couldn't finish the green pears from a tree, so Watson picked two baskets for the master and the white-bearded old monk, and pickled the rest with the honey picked from Wentian Peak.

He said that he would take it with him as food when his sister went to Kunlun.

At this moment, Hua Yu finally left behind some of her previous unhappy things.

At the moment, Watson is her brother in her heart. He can guide her in practice, and in life, he can take care of her, pamper her, and give her enough care.

However, after Ren Huayu called her several times, Watson was unwilling to go down the mountain with her to go shopping in the town, because Watson knew that he only had ten coins on him and he did not want to spend his sister's money.

Likewise, he did not let his sister buy him new clothes or shoes at the foot of the mountain.

The master is wearing a monk's robe and sandals, so he can't be more particular than the master.

Hua Yu yelled a few times, but later she stopped forcing him, and instead prepared some extra firewood, rice, oil, and salt for the small courtyard, saying that after she left, her brother would not be hungry at night.

I didn’t realize that autumn had arrived while I was practicing. When the last heavy rain passed, a cool mountain breeze blew in the small courtyard.

Hua Yu, who was sitting under the eaves making tea, looked at his brother standing under the tree wielding a sword and couldn't help but frown.

He said softly: "Perhaps Nalan Qiuxue from the academy will come to see my brother in the next two days. Are you afraid?"

Watson was startled when he heard this, and then he remembered that he had a girl whom he wanted to marry, and he was afraid that she would come to the temple to cause trouble for him in the next few days.

Putting away the bamboo sword in his hand, Watson came over and sat down opposite Hua Yu.

Holding a cup of tea, he started to drink, took a pickled green pear from the table and took a bite, then frowned and said, "The pickling time is too short, the honey hasn't tasted yet?"

Hua Yu covered her mouth and smiled: "It seems you are still afraid of her?"

Watson shook his head and said seriously: "Since my sister is going to Kunlun, I don't want to go hiking tomorrow. When you come back from Kunlun, I hope you can start the second level of practice."

After saying that, he took out the second to fourth levels of mental techniques copied and put them on the table, and said quietly: "Kunlun should have better elixirs that can be used to temper my sister's body."

Hua Yu picked up the mental method and read it carefully, then took out the silk scarf, wrapped it carefully and put it away.

He nodded and said: "Then I won't accompany my brother tomorrow. When Nalan Qiuxue comes, I will bring her to see you."

Watson looked at his injured leg and smiled bitterly: "I'd better not see me in this state."

"What are you afraid of? In the worst case, she will break off the engagement. If I find a beautiful junior sister for my brother in Fenghuang Mountain, will it have to be a girl from the academy?"

Watson shook his head. It would be better to have too many thoughts than to have one thing at a loss. He was currently thinking about cultivation, so how could he have time to pay attention to the girl from the academy?

It's just the Golden Core realm. It won't take long for me to surpass my sister, let alone others.

…

On this day, Hua Yu stayed alone in the small courtyard reading, while Watson went to Wentian Peak alone.

Watson, who has begun to practice the second level of the mind method of the formless body, has experienced tremendous changes in both strength and momentum.

When he stood there quietly, he looked like the most ordinary monk.

There is not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, and he is no different from a mortal.

The difference is that Watson, who has been with Chen since he was a child, started practicing Buddhism before embarking on the path of spiritual practice.

His current movements, the way he walks, sits and lies, are no different from the monks in the temple, and are even a little different than the senior brothers in the temple.

Because he has a great master, Liao Chen wants him to stand like a pine, walk like the wind, and sit like a bell.

In addition, after practicing the formless body, Watson was standing there with only a long sword in his hand.

If he has a long sword in his hand, he will be in perfect condition.

After walking through the woods and arriving at the foot of Wentian Peak, Watson looked at the green woods behind him and the clouds and mist floating over the mountains. He tried to stretch his waist and felt that the heavy sword was a little lighter after the pain.

Just as Watson was about to lift his injured left leg and step onto the stone steps, a girl's voice came from behind him: "Little master, please wait a moment."

Watson was startled when he heard this, turned to look at a girl not far away who was about the same size as his sister, with black hair and a white dress, and asked: "You called me?"

After speaking, he suppressed the questions in his mind and looked down at the clothes on his body, the shoes on his feet, and his short hair. They were indeed no different from his senior brothers in the temple.

When the girl saw Watson turning back, she couldn't help but take two steps forward and said with a smile: "Isn't it possible that the young master is not a monk from Yunqi Temple?"

Watson took back his left foot that was about to step onto the stone steps, looked at the girl and replied quietly: "That's about it. Do you know me? What do you want from me?"

The girl stared at Watson's face, pointed at Wentian Peak and said seriously: "Can you take me up there to have a look?"

Watson was stunned, looked at the girl's appearance and shook his head: "There are three thousand stone steps on Wentian Peak. Are you sure you can climb to the last moment?"

The girl smiled, looked up at Wentian Peak in the mist, and said, "It's beautiful up there. I want to see it."

Watson nodded thoughtfully, looked at her and replied, "That's true."

After speaking, he took a breath quietly, raised his left leg and stepped onto the stone steps, and said softly: "Then give it a try."

When the girl saw Watson taking steps, she hurried over and said, "Who is it? Wait for me. Hey, what's your name?"

Watson ignored the girl behind him because he felt that there was something strange about Wentian Peak today.

He has been practicing here all summer, and today again, Wentianfeng gave him a slight pressure, preventing him from walking as easily as yesterday.

Surprised in his heart, he wondered, could it be because there was a foreign girl following behind him? Or maybe Wentianfeng didn't like that he could easily conquer a random person?

Sure enough, the two of them walked up less than 300 stone steps, one behind the other, when the girl behind them started shouting.

"Hey, I said, little monk, wait for me. What the hell is this place? Why do I get a headache the more I climb, and my feet are much heavier than usual. Are there monsters on this mountain?"

The girl kept complaining while wiping the sweat from her face with her silk scarf.

Watson thought for a while, stopped and turned around and said, "You have only climbed one-tenth of the stone steps. Why don't you go back? This is Wentian Peak. There are no monsters. I have been climbing all summer."

The girl looked at him and yelled: "The Zhike monk in the temple said that you can climb this mountain casually, and he didn't say there was anything wrong with this mountain. Why is it so difficult for me to climb up?"

He was slightly startled, and after being reminded, he remembered that Wentian Peak today was indeed a little weirder than yesterday, but he couldn't express the doubts in his heart.

Is it possible to tell the girl that in addition to the coercion like today, Wentian Peak will also have illusions and torture your state of mind? It seems that my sister has not encountered those situations?

"Maybe it's the weather."

Watson thought for a while, took out the kettle and handed it over, and asked quietly: "Do you want to drink some water first? Or do you want to go down the mountain to play first?"

The girl took the kettle and drank it. She drank half the kettle of water in one go before giving it back to Watson.

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "I want to try again. You go ahead and I'll follow you."

From the girl's perspective, the little monk in front of her, who was almost like a mortal, could climb up to Wentian Peak. How could she, a monk at the Golden Core Realm, be underestimated by a little monk?

So the two of them continued to climb one after the other. When Watson was halfway through the journey, he couldn't help but ask softly: "Are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, there was no sound behind him. When he looked back, the girl was gone.

Looking at the empty stone steps, Watson thought for a while and said with a smile: "That's good. He knows how to let go, know the trade-offs, and learn to turn around. He is really an interesting guy."

I looked up at Wentian Peak, which reached into the sky, and thought to myself that my Bodhisattva is still at the top of the peak, and I want to see the Buddha.

The white clouds are leisurely, and the young man is walking forward with a heavy load.
Chapter completed!