He will stay in Zhenlongyuan for the rest of his life and will not be allowed to go out. Even if he goes out, he will not be allowed to go more than a hundred miles or more than ten days.
This is already a great grace.
They can practice again, and they will get twice the result with half the effort. After all, they already have a good foundation in the beginning. This time they will only waste their strength, but not destroy their bodies.
Their meridians, Dantian, and mind are all intact, and they have retained the greatest foundation. When they start practicing again, they will be able to do it naturally, and the speed will be extremely fast.
But there is one thing: they can only practice Buddhist mental methods, and cannot practice other mental methods. They can use Buddhist mental methods to suppress the re-emergence of evil thoughts.
After all, demonic thoughts are everywhere, and they may not be able to be re-condensed, and they may come again at any time. Only by restraining them with Buddhism can they be safe.
When everyone heard that it was a Buddhist teaching, they were immediately dissatisfied.
Buddhism is not prosperous in Dayun, and in their eyes, its power is very ordinary.
When it comes to Buddhism’s inner teachings, there is nothing more powerful than the Daisetsu Mountain and the Daimyolian Temple. However, it is impossible to spread the inner teachings outside the Daisetsu Mountain and the Daimyolian Temple.
Putting aside the Buddhist mental methods of these two sects, there is really no need to practice.
The mental methods they cultivated are so mysterious, but now they have to practice inferior mental methods. This gap makes them extremely dissatisfied.
So they complained in twos and threes.
At this point, there is no point in trying to compromise. Just say what you need to say, and there is no need to wrong yourself anymore.
There was a buzz of discussion, and Monk Yuande stood on a high stone, calmly watching their complaints and anger.
Hu Houqing, who was standing not far away with his hands behind his hands, looked at Fakong and said softly: "Master, they seem to disagree."
Fakong smiled.
Hu Houqing said: "If they really resist, there is nothing we can do. We can't force them to practice, right?"
There is a completely different effect between those who sincerely want to practice Kung Fu and those who are forced to practice Kung Fu. Forcing them cannot make them become masters.
Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, they can practice."
Hu Houqing said in confusion: "After they lose their martial arts, they will be imprisoned here for the rest of their lives. I'm afraid they will give up on themselves."
Fakong shook his head: "No."
Hu Houqing asked curiously: "Why did Master say this?"
"Are there many masters from Zhen Long Yuan here?" Fakong asked.
He didn't need to look, he already knew how many masters there were in Zhenlongyuan. The entire Zhenlongyuan was his world, as clear as looking at lines on the palm of his hand.
"More than a hundred have come back, and I'm afraid the rest won't be able to come back. I summoned more than a hundred more from Dayun..." Hu Houqing shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to restore the previous grand occasion."
Not to mention the masters of Daqian and Dayong, even the masters of Dayun have left their hearts and do not want to return to Zhenlongyuan.
This made him extremely emotional and lamented the fickleness of people's hearts.
Fakong smiled and said: "They will come back slowly. If they stay for a long time, they will find that it is better to suppress Longyuan."
Zhenlongyuan has a good environment and a strong cultivation atmosphere. Those masters who have been suppressed can indulge for a while. After a long time, they will feel empty and think that Zhenlongyuan is better.
They will come back again.
"I hope so." Hu Houqing sighed.
Although he did not doubt Fakong's words, looking at his current posture, there was no sign of his coming back at all.
Fakong said: "The people in Jiulong Peak are all arrogant and arrogant. Even if their martial arts skills are completely useless, their arrogance will not be reduced."
Hu Houqing nodded.
This is due to the arrogance in their bones, not only because of their bloodline, but also because of their long-standing concepts, and their original cultivation.
Now that his cultivation is ruined, the pride in his bones has not been shattered yet, and it cannot be shattered so quickly.
Fakong said: "How could they allow themselves to be useless, especially after seeing other masters, they can't tolerate it, and they will definitely train hard."
"But their mentality..." Hu Houqing frowned.
The mental method they want to practice is not from the Daxueshan Mountains or the Great Miaolian Temple, but an ordinary Buddhist mental method.
This is a Buddhist mental method collected in the Dayun Palace. Its power is really hard to describe, and it is good for cultivating one's moral character.
They were destined to have no hope of winning the fight.
Fakong said: "This mental method is quite good and fits them very well."
"Alas..." Hu Houqing shook his head: "I just think it's a pity. They are indeed a rare force."
If you can grasp this power in your hands and turn it into your own strength, it will be of great help to the entire Dayun.
It is even possible to rely on these hundreds of masters to overwhelm Da Qian and Da Yong, thus confirming Da Yun's position as the strongest.
But the identity of these people is too sensitive, and they cannot be reassured. In order to ensure that they are not counterattacked, we can only let them practice this Buddhist mental method.
Fakong smiled and said: "These people are destined not to belong to Dayun, so don't have extravagant hopes, Your Majesty."
"Alas..." Hu Houqing shook his head and sighed: "Yeah..."
He smiled bitterly and said: "Master, do you have a way to conquer them?"
Fakong shook his head and said: "It seems there is nothing we can do now."
Hu Houqing perked up: "Is there any way in the future?"
Fakong said: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? It is possible that they will make a complete mess in their cultivation, or they may cultivate their mind and nature, stop practicing martial arts, and turn to Buddhism."
"Practice Buddhism..." Hu Houqing smiled bitterly.
Fakong said: "I'll take a step forward and come back in a few days."
"Master, don't you see if they want to practice?" Hu Houqing said, "Maybe he will refuse."
Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.
The people at Jiulong Peak in the distance had slowly calmed down and stared at Monk Yuande, obviously accepting the reality.
Monk Yuande slowly practiced this Arahant Boxing, and while practicing, he explained the key points in detail and subtlety.
Arhat Fist is different from the ordinary Arhat Fist and the Little Arhat Fist and the Big Arhat Fist. It is a higher level of boxing, and its power is not bad.
It is comparable to the Great Vajra Palm of Vajra Temple, but it is not the fundamental palm technique and the most powerful palm technique of Vajra Temple.
The techniques of Arhat Boxing are not complicated, but the moves are simple but powerful. If one can understand the Samadhi of Buddhism, it will be astonishingly powerful. The deeper one understands Buddhism, the stronger its power will be.
This forces them to continuously study and comprehend the Dharma, thereby subtly changing their character, protecting their character, and preventing evil thoughts from invading.
Fa Kong flashed back to the abbot's courtyard in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, took a look at Zhen Longyuan's situation, and nodded with satisfaction.
Hundreds of disciples from Jiulong Peak have already started practicing and quickly learned the ropes of Arhat Boxing.
They are very suitable for Arahant Boxing. Once you start practicing, you will immediately feel the difference, and it is even smoother than the mental method you practiced before.
He smiled and shook his head. The wonder of the world is that people who have been invaded by demonic thoughts can practice Buddhist martial arts more smoothly and more effectively.
Just like Zhou Zixuan is more in tune with Tiancan Divine Palm.
His eyes fell on Zhou Zixuan.
Zhou Zixuan was sparring with a group of people in the martial arts training ground. One against six, the six middle-aged men were so overwhelmed that they couldn't breathe.
Every shot he made with his palm was simple, but the power and sound were astonishing. The void around his palm seemed to be controlled by him, with faint ripples vibrating.
The six middle-aged men had advanced cultivation, each of them was better than him, but under his control they were unable to do anything and retreated step by step.
They cannot withstand the power of Tiancan Divine Palm.
More than thirty Cantian Dao disciples around him were cheering loudly, and the atmosphere was intense.
Zhou Zixuan, on the other hand, had bright eyes and a cheerful demeanor. He was completely different from his original gloomy and introverted character, as if he was a completely different person.