"What if the Gabala spiritual bone rosary were bigger? If it could be the same size as a fist, wouldn't I be able to be lazy and take shortcuts all the time? Why do I need to go back and forth and practice diligently all day long?"
He Huan pretended to practice the Sacrifice Seal, but in fact he let himself go and only thought about good things.
After a while, Tang En opened the door and walked in. He glanced at the whole class and couldn't help but nod. Diligence is a good thing, especially for these young people who are talented but still restless and can't stand loneliness.
"Very good, keep it up."
After finishing his words, he turned his attention to the famous ruthless man.
"Um?"
Feeling the gazes gathering on him, the famous ruthless man raised his head, and their eyes met.
"Follow me."
After saying that, he turned around and left the big classroom.
As he watched the other person enter the corridor, his brows knitted together tightly.
here we go again!
Nothing else, just a weird feeling that something was wrong came to my mind again.
However, it was impossible to tell what was wrong for a while.
Forget it, let’s follow up and take a look.
If there is any danger, just go back and restart.
Under the envious eyes of the sixteen classmates in the class, he stood up and walked towards the door.
He took a step forward and stood in the corridor, but saw Tang En holding the door handle of the small classroom and tilting his head at him, gesturing to come in.
"Tap tap tap..."
The sound of footsteps sounded, and then fell silent in just ten seconds.
In the small classroom, the current head teacher of the Qing Xiu class sat opposite him.
"You have a good talent and a bright future."
"The teacher praised me, the student's talent is actually quite average."
I'm really not being modest on purpose, my family knows their own affairs.
He is where he is today and is considered to be number one in the Qing Cultivation Class. It is all because of the magical power of Gabala Spiritual Bone Rosary. If someone else were to cheat, he would have achieved the same results.
Furthermore, not long after the class started, it was the first time everyone came into contact with each other, so naturally the talents were not obvious. Once the time line is extended, after one semester, you may not even be able to use it. After half a semester, if you are not good at it, it will be revealed.
Others are making little progress, no matter whether it is fast or slow, they are always moving forward. He is the only one who is still standing still. Everyone can see that there is a problem.
No matter how much praise you receive now, you may not be able to repay it in the future!
"Don't be modest. You may not know what it means to you to be selected into the Qingxiu class. Shangyang City has a total population of more than 8 million and has 39 high schools.
For the first year, second year, and third year students, there are almost more than 110,000 people. From each high school, about ten people are selected. On average, one person is selected for every three hundred people.
Pick one out of three hundred!
In addition, according to the annual data, among the 390 people, 40 people can survive until the end. Of course, there is no need to worry. Those who are not selected will be arranged to study in some universities of their choice, and they will be admitted without taking exams.
The only thing they have to pay is to keep the secret for a lifetime. In order to ensure that the secret is not leaked, they can at most place a secret-keeping curse seal. When talking about this matter, they will automatically shut up and won't even write with a pen. As long as they have the slightest idea, they will
You will be disturbed by the curse seal."
"..."
Something is wrong with you!!
You suddenly told me a lot, what is the purpose?
"I'm personally very optimistic about you. You are a good young man. Don't go astray." Tang En said earnestly. The expression on his face and his eyes revealed - I am here for your own good.
"Teacher, I don't understand something."
"Whatever I don't understand, I know and can tell you. I will tell you without reservation."
He Huan thought for a moment and slowly asked.
"The mudra we practice should have corresponding realms, right? In the same way, all wonderful methods also have a source, right?"
"Well..." Tang En pondered for a moment, then Fang replied. "Yes, but not
There are too many things to say. It seems that in the Qing Dynasty training class, seventeen people, including you, accepted the magical method of Mahamudra for the first time and were collectively called lay practitioners.
Those who uphold meditation and dedicate the two seals are people who stay at home. This means that they should stay at home and practice well, and do not go out to cause trouble, otherwise they will die unexpectedly.
Because I have just practiced mudra, there is not much difference between lay people and ordinary people. Just two strong ordinary people can threaten their lives.
Next, there is the novice monk. In the Buddhist Sangha, the novice monk refers to a monk who has received the ten precepts but has not received the full precepts. He is over seven years old and under twenty years old.
We are different. The specific meaning is - children, adults. After cultivating the Meditation Seal and the Offering Seal to a certain level, you can rely on the power of Kongzang Bodhisattva and make up for the losses with the Meditation Seal. Only then can you truly embark on the path of practice.
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When you first embark on the path of cultivation, you are just like a child. In addition, in addition to the above two mudras, you must master two additional mudras, offensive and defensive. In this way, you will have the power to protect yourself and officially enter the ranks of adulthood.
Oh, yes. I almost forgot to mention that the Bodhisattva enshrined by the offering seal must be at least vaguely condensed. Otherwise, even if you master the two seals of offense and defense, it will be useless. If you cannot use it, or the power is not satisfactory, you are not a novice.
After the novice monks, there are monks. Buddhists refer to male monks who are over twenty years old and have received full ordination. Our clear meaning is that they are practitioners who possess fatal power.
The most obvious characteristic of a monk is that when performing mudra, the light is vast and has the feeling of universal salvation. In other words, the [meaning] in the mind, or the Bodhisattva, must be initially condensed into a clearly visible human form.
After that, there is the Dharma Master. In Buddhism, it refers to a person who is familiar with Buddhism and can guide all living beings to practice. What we represent here is the supreme power of Dharma. Their power is extremely terrifying. If I have to describe it, they are inhuman!
The hand seals displayed were far more powerful than those of novices and monks. Do you remember the big explosion thirty years ago? It was said that it was done by a sociopath in order to take revenge on society.
In fact, it was because two mages had a big fight. One cast an offensive hand seal, and the other formed a defensive hand seal. As a result, a building was destroyed by force.
This shows how powerful the mage is.
I don't know the rest. I only know the first three realms. After all, I am just a monk. However, it is said that the current head of Shangyang City is a person above a mage.
As for the source of the wonderful method you mentioned, I only know that the ancestor of my family is a branch of Tsurphu Monastery. Anyone who practices the wonderful method of Mahamudra in this temple is called the black hat group."
Nima?
Commercial building explosion thirty years ago!!
I heard it has thirty-six floors and is a landmark building in the city.
There were so many casualties in that incident that the insurance company went bankrupt because of the compensation. It was all a bad thing done by practitioners.
"Teacher, layman, Tsurbu Monastery, Black Hat Department, can you teach me the Ichigo body mudra?"
"Hahaha, you kid is so ambitious. You haven't learned to walk yet, and now you want to run? Well, there's no harm in teaching you. But you have to promise me one thing."
"But it doesn't matter!" The man surnamed He agreed without hesitation. Today I congratulated someone for agreeing, but my congratulation to someone yesterday had nothing to do with it. He had made up his mind to start the rollback directly after he learned the hand seals.
Hehe, if you want to take advantage of me, you are just daydreaming.
"Okay, don't be in a hurry. I'll teach you the mudra first, so I can save you a lot of trouble. Look, what I'm going to teach you is called the Vajra Fist Seal. Press the base of the ring finger with two thumbs, and hold the thumb with the other four fingers.
The implication is: righteousness exists within, and evil cannot be affected. It can stimulate the masculine energy in the body and strengthen self-protection ability. Practice it a few times, and with the help of the power of Bodhisattvas, you can ignore swords and sharp weapons.
If you have extraordinary talent and practice deeper, small-caliber pistols will be powerless against you. Once you practice to a high level, hot weapons such as submachine guns and grenades can also be ignored.
If your dedication seal can reach the level of a marshal, an attack that can destroy a building will still be useless to you, not even a hair can be hurt."
After the words fell, I saw Tang En in front of me.
Above, a white mist that was vaguely visible to the naked eye came out.
"Come on, hit me."
"good."
Hearing this, He Huan clenched his fists, aimed at him, and punched him.
"boom--"
The white mist collapsed at the first touch, and Yu Lao Tang's frightened eyes fell hard on his chest.
Then...the whole person was like a cannonball, smashing into the wall with a roar.
In the large classroom, the sixteen students who were practicing hard saw only a black shadow disappearing in a flash.
"boom!!"
They all turned their heads and saw Tang En's hands and legs parallel, forming a [C] shape embedded in the wall.
"Ahem..."
He coughed twice, then vomited blood profusely.
"Crack!"
The instigator slapped his thigh, secretly saying that he was careless and failed to control his strength, and almost beat the teacher to death on the spot.
"Teacher Tang, are you okay?"
He made a sound, rushed forward like a strong wind, and asked with concern on his face.
"puff--"
The man surnamed Tang was shaken by unreasonable reasoning and vomited a large mouthful of blood again. The blood seemed to be mixed with organ fragments.
"No, no, no...it's okay..."
He was stumbling, with a forced expression on his face.
Sixteen students from the Qing Xiu class: "..."
You look like you might snap at any moment, but you don't look like someone who's fine.
"You kid...your kid's...strength...how is it...how is it so big?" Tang En really couldn't figure out what the student in front of him grew up on. The impact of a speeding car is probably not that big. So be it.
Moreover, even if he used the Vajra Fist Seal to confront a speeding car head-on, he wouldn't almost die suddenly. His sternum was completely shattered, his internal organs were ruptured, and even the miracle doctor couldn't save him through on-site surgery.
"Teacher Tang, you must not die!"
The ruthless man hugged Old Tang's arms, looking like a master and a disciple.
"No...it's okay, don't...don't be afraid."
"If you die, who will correct my mistake in the Vajra Fist Seal? If you die, at least wait until I can complete the seal perfectly."
Party: "..."
His mood was very unstable, and he wanted to kill the little bastard in front of him with a knife.
After working for a long time, I was afraid that I would not be able to practice the Vajra Fist Seal well.
Your uncle's!
"A little little flat neck..."
"Do you remember, we...we agreed...on the conditions...before?"
"You said."
In this regard, He Huan certainly understood what the other party was saying. Was it nothing more than a promise to something?
He actually wanted to hear what Tang En had in mind.
"Did you...did you...did you take...take something you shouldn't have?"
After the words fell, the expression on the face of the man named Tang was no longer as peaceful as before, but instead looked extremely ferocious.
At the same time, two straight left and right hands were stretched out, and they tightly grasped the wrist of the ruthless man, as if there was no answer, and he would not let him go even if he was a ghost.
My heart skipped a beat, was the Gabala spiritual bone rosary exposed?
No, something's wrong.
"Say it!"
It seemed that he was having a flashback, Tang En was no longer angry, and looked like he might die suddenly at any time.
"Say it, say it."
"Did you take something you shouldn't have?"
"Speak quickly, speak quickly."
Seeing that the other party's face was becoming more ferocious, he made an immediate decision and freed his wrist from the restraint of his hands. He raised his right hand in front of his chest with his fingers stretched naturally and his palm facing outward.
"Fearless!"
While drinking it gently in your mouth, communicate with the vague Void Bodhisattva in your mind.
"boom--"
A sword-shaped flame, which was just over one meter tall, was born out of thin air in the palm of his hand.
The raging flames instantly caused the temperature in the classroom to skyrocket.
fire light
The light shone on Tang En's face, making him look even more terrifying.
"die!"
The flaming sword slashed down, wrapped in torrential flames, and split open the teacher in an instant with lightning speed.
It feels like cutting butter with a hot knife, splitting it in half easily.
The walls made of bricks and stones were cut open together, revealing the dark sky.
Due to the extremely high temperature of the flame, Tang En, who was split into two, did not spatter blood.
Instead, the wounds were all carbonized.
Even so, the other party stared at him fiercely, and the two halves of the group still asked frantically.
"Did you take something you shouldn't have!"
"Is it? Is it? Is it not?"
"Speak quickly, speak quickly, speak quickly!"
What am I doing?
What the hell are you? How can you still be the same as a repeater when you are already in two halves?
"I'll fuck you, uncle!"
He quickly stepped forward, half-pushed his head towards the opponent, and stepped on him with one foot.
"Bang____"
Blood spilled everywhere and bones flew.
Not caring that his feet were covered in blood, he raised his right foot again, aimed at the remaining half of his head and stepped on it!
However, before it fell, there was a pop.
He looked down and saw a big hole in his chest, and the red and white things inside were clearly visible.
"???"
No, who did it!
I didn't notice it at all, it seemed to be formed naturally.
In an instant, his vitality plummeted.
"puff--"
The neck seemed to have been penetrated by a sharp weapon, the throat was completely burst, and death was approaching.
"Back!"
The world suddenly came to a standstill, and everyone and everything around him was frozen.
The next second, the scenery quickly retreated, and darkness completely covered the sight.
"Hufufu..."
【Late, 20∶01:22】
A jar of black ointment is placed on the coffee table.
He sat on the sofa with a look of shock on his face. He was just a little bit shy and sent it directly.
I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out, by what means Tang En used to fight back.
Why was he so unaware that he suffered fatal attacks one after another?
"monster."
Cut in half with a sword, not only did he not die, but he was even more vigorous than when he was whole.
"Gan!"
What to do...
Is it possible to escape from Shangyang City and live a life of hiding in Tibet from now on?
However, judging from the explosion thirty years ago, the power behind Tang En was very large.
It was so big that it could suppress a case that shocked the whole country.
"You're scared, let's practice the Vajra Fist Seal first and try it out tomorrow."
After saying that, he grabbed the Gabala spirit bone rosary hanging around Bo's neck.