He suddenly discovered that the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill, which had been stuck in place and refused to move forward, suddenly entered the fourth level.
It originally stopped at the peak of the third level, but no matter how hard he practiced, he could not go any further.
But at this moment, he actually stepped into the fourth floor.
He felt invisible power emerging out of thin air and injecting it into his body. The mental method of the fourth level of the Vajra Indestructible Power began to operate without his urging.
There was something vaguely strange about the index finger and middle finger of the right hand. When he looked down, there was a faint golden light flowing between the two fingers.
His hands are like mutton-fat white jade, the result of practicing the Taiyin Small Form Refining.
The current situation is as if gold juice has been injected into the white jade, and the gold juice is filling the index finger and middle finger bit by bit.
Until the index finger and middle finger of the right hand completely turned into gold and turned into golden fingers, the mental method of the fourth level of the Vajra Indestructible Magic suddenly accelerated violently.
The index finger and middle finger suddenly burst into golden light, and then returned to their original state, and the golden color disappeared without a trace, as if nothing happened.
Fakong showed a smile.
He discovered something strange.
The fourth level of the Vajra Indestructible Magic no longer has to worry about operating, it has changed from manual to automatic.
The invisible force is supporting it to run on its own, and it never stops whether Fakong is sleeping, eating or even doing other things.
Unless you specifically stop it, it runs all the time.
This saves a lot of trouble and is safer.
Fakong lowered his head and looked at his two fingers, feeling an inexplicable surge of confidence that his two fingers could pierce the sky and everything.
Two fingers can withstand everything.
He knew this was an illusion, so he put down two fingers and looked up at the girls.
They all had beautiful smiles on their faces, closed their eyes and practiced their exercises, and they couldn't wait to start practicing.
Invisible breath circulated around them.
During the initiation, Fakong had already injected a pure breath into them, which was the vitality of the Spirit-Building Needle.
This vitality will save them several years of foundation-building work and start practicing directly. As long as this vitality becomes stronger and stronger, their realm will naturally improve by leaps and bounds.
Piyuan Shen Needle is best at opening meridians and breaking acupuncture points, and it will advance very quickly, not inferior to the magic power.
During the Fakong initiation, they penetrated their bodies and judged that after one year, they would almost be able to enter the Tianyuan realm.
When they reach the Tianyuan realm, they can pose a huge threat to the masters of the Shenyuan realm. They are best at breaking the Gang Qi.
This was the miraculous feat of Zhenyuan Sect, a sect in Dayun that was already extinct. It was extremely vicious and was tabooed by all the sects in Dayun Wulin.
The Priming Spirit Needle is incredibly powerful and can be practiced very quickly, but it has two fatal flaws, so very few people practice it.
First, it takes the path of being extremely refined and pure, so its vitality is not strong enough.
Maybe you can only shoot a dozen needles at a time, and then you will be empty of the building, unable to fight anymore, and you can only run away.
The second is that the needle to open up the soul consumes the soul very much.
Even if you have deep cultivation, you probably won't be able to shoot too many needles, because each shot contains a lot of spiritual power. After more than a dozen shots, you will be mentally exhausted and unable to fight anymore, and you will still have to run away.
Fakong felt that since they usually stayed at Mingyue Xiulou, even if they went out to play, they would not encounter dozens of enemies.
Moreover, if you encounter dozens of top masters, you can't just fight and run away. Those who can keep up with Qinggong can use the Soul-Bi Yuan Needle to deal with them, and those who can't keep up are ignored.
So for them at this stage, it is enough.
There are not many miraculous skills in the world that can be achieved quickly, have astonishing power, and do not affect one's will. Moreover, they are in line with their professions, so this Spirit-Opening Needle is the most suitable for them.
Fakong looked up at the sky and decided to wake them up.
If you delay for too long, gossip will begin.
It is not that they are afraid of affecting the reputation of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, but that they are afraid of affecting their reputation and even the reputation of Mingyue Embroidery Tower.
They woke up reluctantly, their eyes shining with excitement.
This feeling of rapid progress is so addictive.
Fakong said in a warm voice: "After you go back, you can practice while embroidering, and your mind and needle will become one. If you warm your mind, you will also warm and nourish your mind."
"Thank you, Master." The girls saluted together and exited lightly.
In this moment, their steps became lighter and their postures became more graceful and moving.
This primordial spirit needle is indeed magical.
Lin Feiyang happened to come over and saw them leaving lightly. He looked at them suspiciously and felt that they had changed, but he couldn't tell what the change was.
Fakong waved his hand, indicating that he should stop talking nonsense and be quiet.
He also wants to study the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility and why he suddenly stepped into the fourth level. This is merit.
And merit is what he has been studying hard.
Now that I finally have merit and virtue, it seems to be the beginning of the world and is of vital importance.
Lin Feiyang turned around and left.
Fakong walked around with his hands behind his back, came to the small pavilion, and went directly into the Prajna Wheel of Time Pagoda.
At this time, one's understanding is at its peak, and one is studying the generation of merit.
He has done a lot of good deeds. After coming to Shenjing, he also did good deeds and tried to gain merit.
He saved Xu Qingluo, saved Mrs. Weng, and saved Mr. Ding, but none of them gained any merit.
The old one is the youngest one, and the one who is only the middle age cannot be saved. It seems that there is no merit in just saving people, and other conditions are needed.
Then why does helping the girls actually achieve merit?
In his opinion, this is a trivial matter and cannot be compared with saving people.
What's more, there is no merit in rescuing them, but there is merit in just helping them practice the martial arts they have always wanted to practice?
What exactly is merit?
His mind was like electricity. Thoughts surged up one after another, and were quickly extinguished. He did not know how long it had been before they came and went.
At a certain moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a thought came to his mind like a blessing: Could it be said that merit can only be produced among believers?
If there is no power of faith, then there is no merit?
He didn't know how this idea came to him, whether it was a revelation from somewhere, or an explosion of inspiration after thinking hard.
Suddenly I felt that this idea may not be true.
Could it be said that the reason why the people he saved did not receive merit was because he had an impure heart and was mixed with utilitarianism?
But because they are not their own believers, there is no merit even if they are saved?
He tried to analyze why the two patriarchs were able to achieve Vajra through merit and deeds, and put his conjecture to the test. The logic was closed and there were no loopholes.
He even used this conjecture to speculate on what Buddha and Bodhisattvas were doing.
They promote Buddhism and save sentient beings from the sea of suffering for their own cultivation. So why does carrying forward Buddhism and saving sentient beings from the sea of suffering benefit their cultivation?
Just because it makes them feel more peaceful or in a better state of mind?
I'm afraid not necessarily, maybe it contains the great secret of this merit.
He was slightly interested. If his guess was true, then he would be on the right path to becoming King Kong.
But if that's the case, why didn't the ancestors of the past dynasties point it out?
Just point it out directly and let future generations of disciples climb up the steps and practice step by step. Why must it be kept secret?
He immediately thought that he might not be able to spread it outside.
Otherwise, it is hard to say how many years the Vajra Temple can survive.
After he figured it out, the next step was to verify it.
When he came out of the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, he looked up at the old monk Huiling, who was lying leisurely on the bell-ringing wood with his legs crossed.
Old monk Huiling suddenly turned over and looked at him: "Abbot, what do you want to see the old man for?"
"Uncle, please give me some tips." Fakong smiled.
"Okay!" Old monk Huiling agreed without hesitation, jumped down, and slapped his short and fat right palm out.
Fa Kong closed his eyes.
As far as the eye can see, the back of old monk Huiling's head has lit up with a ball of white light, showing his true skills.
He raised his index and middle fingers like swords and stabbed lightly, using the sword technique of the Heavenly Punishment Sword.
"Haha!" Old monk Huiling laughed.
Fingers against fists, still against fists of the first grade, the abbot is really young and energetic.
"Bang!" He was startled, took two steps back, looked at the sky in surprise, and then looked down at his chubby palms.
A red spot appeared on the palm of my hand and it was bleeding!
Fakong felt nothing strange about himself. His index finger and middle finger blocked the strength of the old monk Huiling's fist and could not be invaded. His strength increased greatly, and he actually stood firmly on the spot, even still having some strength left.
The two fingers are as strong as a sword.
The old monk Huiling was surprised: "The magical power of Vajra is indestructible?"
Fa Kong smiles.
Monk Huiling blinked his small eyes and said in surprise: "Abbott, you have already reached the fourth level of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art? You have glimpsed the real secrets."
"Uncle-Master has also practiced?"
"No." Monk Huiling waved his hand: "I will not suffer that crime. I will eat and drink well for the rest of my life. Why do I practice this!"
Fakong smiled and said: "Uncle Master, let's try again."
"Forget it, forget it, the fourth level of the indestructible power of Vajra..." Monk Huiling waved his hands hurriedly: "It's too frustrating to fight with you, I won't play anymore!"
He jumped out of the yard and landed back on the fourth floor of the Sutra Pavilion. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes as if falling asleep on the crossbar where the bell was ringing.
Fakong stared at his fingers thoughtfully, and suddenly touched the stone table next to him.
Silently, the index finger and middle finger were inserted, as if they were inserted into tofu.
Fa Kong retracted his fingers and smiled.
Sure enough, it was the physical body that changed.
It's a pity that I only have the index and middle fingers of my right hand. If it were the whole body, it would be able to roam the world.
When you encounter a first-level master, you don’t even have to hide, you can just push him across the way. That’s a lot of fun!
He thinks about the future and is fascinated by it.
After a while, you regain your energy and return to reality.
Now, you still have to be careful of the first-level masters, don't be attacked or surrounded by them.
He immediately thought of the believers.
If your guess is correct, then you have to develop followers.
If you can't say it, you have to show your magical powers and Buddhist mantras.
He suddenly reached into his arms, looked at the wordless Buddhist scriptures, and looked at the three prayers.
The clouds spread the rain spell.
These three prayers contain countless small characters, which are also prayers and are actually the true mystery of this mantra.
These prayers are intertwined together, forming strange movements.
Each prayer seems to contain a set of actions, so when I memorized it, it was moving. This movement should be a set of actions.
I haven't fully understood it yet.
If you understand and cast this cloud-causing rain spell, this is the real great magical power and great spell.
It not only relieves the suffering of the people, but also develops many believers.
The more believers there are, the more wishes there will be. If you realize their strong wishes, you should be able to gain merit, just like last time.
Thinking of this, his fear of the prayers disappeared, he regained his strong fighting spirit, and began to continue chewing on these prayers.
No matter how he researched it now, it was almost meaningless. He judged that a key thing was missing.
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