Volume Three Chapter Fifty-ninth Weapons of Mass Destruction
Volume 3 Chapter 59 Weapons of Mass Destruction
When I returned to the temple, I was already covered in stinky sweat. In the summer, the weather was hot and the temple was cool. I stayed in the meditation room on weekdays and didn't feel much sleep. Then I went down the mountain and my underwear was soaked through.
I asked someone to fetch water, took off my clothes in the meditation room, and took a cold bath. I had just finished washing and was about to get dressed when the door was suddenly pushed open and Huicong walked in. I was startled and quickly pulled him over.
He put a coat on his body and said, "Senior brother, do you have anything to do with me?" Huicong still looked a little dazed and said, "Junior brother, I have thought about it again and again, and I still feel that you are the most suitable to be the abbot."
I laughed and said: "Senior brother, why are you confused? Look at my current appearance. I am not the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva at all. How can I be the abbot of Shaolin?" Huicong sighed, sat cross-legged on the couch and said: "
I am old, mentally weak, and no longer capable of taking charge of things in the temple. Now only you can take my place."
I put on my coat belt, walked over, sat next to him, and said, "You're not old, you're too tired. Looking at those flakes of skin all day long makes you a little crazy. I see that you hardly sleep.
How is this possible? It will be fine if you rest for a few more days." Huicong said: "Junior brother, please don't lie, that is the golden body of Skanda Bodhisattva, not some skin flakes." I smiled and said: "Okay, even if it is a golden body, you
You can't stare at it all day long, and no one will steal it. You should sleep when you should, and stretch your muscles if you have nothing to do. Otherwise, all your hard work will be wasted."
Huicong said: "Practice in martial arts is just a waste of time. I now practice meditation in front of the golden body every day, hoping to enlighten something so that I can spread my Dharma." I shook my head and sighed, thinking to myself, this old man is really obsessed. Huicong
Then he asked: "Junior brother, are you still practicing the Yi Jin Jing recently?" I nodded and said: "Yes, but I don't want to practice anymore." Huicong said: "Do you feel anything special about your body?"
I thought for a while and said, "I don't feel anything, I just feel quite comfortable. My internal strength has increased a lot." Huicong wanted to feel my pulse, so I stretched out my hand. Although the old monk said he was feeling my pulse, he carefully touched my arm.
I looked at it all over, let out a long sigh at the end, and put down my hand. I smiled and said, "Are you still hoping that I will grow thick skin again?" Huicong didn't answer, stood up slowly, and was about to leave.
Seeing that he looked depressed, he felt somewhat intolerable, but he couldn't agree to his request. Suddenly he remembered something and said, "Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll give you something."
Huicong stopped and looked at me. I said, "This is a good thing. Anyone who has it can have an indestructible body." Huicong's eyes lit up and he said, "What is it?" I stood up,
Picking up the silk treasure clothes on the bedside, he handed it to him and said: "This is it. Wear it on your body and you will be invulnerable. It has the same effect as the indestructible magic of gold and steel." Hui Cong's eyes darkened again, and he reached out to take it, holding it in his hand.
He looked at it in his hand and said, "I don't want to fight with others, so what's the use of it?"
I said: "This is not an ordinary treasure. If you don't need it, just keep it. Our temple has another treasure that can be passed down to future generations." Huicong nodded and said, "Thank you so much, junior brother.
"I said goodbye." He walked to the door. Huicong stopped, turned around and said: "If you don't want to practice Yi Jin Jing anymore. There are many martial arts scriptures in Luohan Hall, Bodhidharma Academy, and Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
You can choose another practice."
After Huicong left, I savored his words and thought about some truth. My internal strength is already the best in the world. I can hit four feet away with one palm. What else is there to be dissatisfied about? There is no point in continuing to practice. I might as well do it again.
It is very useful to learn some other skills for no other reason than to be handsome and majestic enough to show off your skills in front of women. Ake just wants to find an invincible husband, haha.
Early the next morning, I ran to Damo Hall to look for Cheng Xin. Cheng Xin looked very embarrassed when he saw me. This old man had been avoiding me since his throat was broken by the last time I slapped him. He was probably injured.
I have too much self-esteem and am afraid of being teased by me.
I calmly sat down opposite him and said: "Master nephew, take out all those martial arts secret books you showed me last time and let me pick from them." Chengxin said: "Master uncle, aren't you practicing the Yi Jin Jing?
Well, why do you want to learn other martial arts?" I said: "I don't want to practice Yi Jin Jing anymore, I plan to change to something else." Cheng Xin praised: "Uncle Master is indeed a wizard in martial arts. He has been practicing it for only a few months.
"Yi Jin Jing becomes the Yi Jin Jing." I smiled and said: "The Yi Jin Jing increases internal strength. There is no way to practice it. I just feel that the internal strength is enough and I want to try something else."
Cheng Xin admired again, and then ran to bring a lot of martial arts secret books. I looked through them one by one. I was not interested in swords, guns and sticks, so I picked them out and threw them aside. When I found a book on children's martial arts, I couldn't help but haha.
I laughed. I thought to myself: "Uncle Master is interested in Boy Kung Fu, which is the basis for practicing our Shaolin stunts." I thought to myself: "I stopped being a boy hundreds of years ago, so let me practice Boy Kung Fu.
It's not a curse."
Then he turned to a book called "The Eight Drunken Immortals' Cudgel Techniques" and said with a smile: "Why are there still drunken cudgels? Can Shaolin disciples drink alcohol?" Chengxin said: "This set of stick techniques was created by the Thirteen Cudgel Monks of the Tang Dynasty, with a total of seventy-two ways.
, it makes the general seem sober and drunk, and it is extremely powerful. However, the rules in the temple prohibit drinking alcohol, so no one practices it." I looked into his eyes and suddenly said: "Master nephew, have you ever drank alcohol?" Cheng Xinshuang
He put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, I have been a monk since I was a child. I have strictly observed the precepts for decades and have never drunk alcohol." I shook my head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." I said with a clear heart: "Uncle, what's the pity for?" I said.
Said: "Don't you think it's a pity that no one can master such a good stick technique?" Cheng Xin didn't answer any more.
After reading for a long time, I didn't find any martial arts that were too impressive. I only picked out a few books that were interesting to avoid strength. One was Ruyi Bone Shrinking Kung Fu, another was Bodhidharma Closed Breath Kung Fu, and the other was Dragon Subduing.
Fu Xiang Gong. He is no longer interested in other things.
Bone-shrinking skills are used by monks to escape from bondage. With my skills, I am afraid that no one in the world can tie me up. I just thought that if one day in the future I want to get into a young lady's boudoir, this skill will be enough.
It comes in handy, no matter how small the window is, I can get in. Qigong is not of much use to me, but I can occasionally pretend to be dead and scare the little girl, which is quite interesting.
As for the technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the elephant, it is an internal skill. Cheng Xin said that after practicing this technique to the seventh level, you can perform the Buddhist lion's roar. This technique has a somewhat majestic flavor. It reminds me of the coolness when I was in Mount Wutai.
The old monk Chengguang of the temple made my ears deafen with his loud voice. I was very envious at that time. I am now a hundred times stronger in internal energy than him. I don’t know how powerful it would be if I roared loudly.
I started with the Bone Shrinking Technique. Cheng Xin guided me and I learned it in less than half an hour. I shrank myself into a ball. I was about the size of a six or seven-year-old child. Cheng Xin said, I am young and my bones are soft.
, coupled with the deep internal strength, it is very effortless to learn this kind of kung fu, but this is the first time he has seen me learn it so quickly.
Next, practice the Qi-holding Kung Fu. It is even simpler. It is just a method of luck. The deeper the inner strength, the longer the holding time. Cheng Xin said that he can hold the breath for twenty hours. With my inner strength, holding the breath for three to five days should be nothing.
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After practicing Qigong, I started to practice the Dragon-Subduing Elephant Kung Fu. This kind of internal power is a mental method. The stronger the internal power, the faster you can practice it. I followed the instructions in the sutra, and luck was circulating in my body, and I finished practicing the first chapter in a moment.
The first level, I felt it was not difficult, and then I practiced it to the fifth level in one go. It only took a stick of incense. Chengxin said that starting from the sixth level would be very difficult. I guess it would take many days to do it. I tried
After practicing it once, it ran for a week. Chengxin was very surprised and said that according to the records in the temple, no one had ever been able to complete the sixth level in ten days.
I was very proud and continued to practice the seventh level. Just like the sixth level, it was achieved by exercising the internal force once. Chengxin was dumbfounded and astonished. Behind the seventh level in the scriptures, there is a method of luck.
That is the luck method of the lion's roar. That is to say, when the inner strength reaches the seventh level, you can use the lion's roar. I got up and came to the courtyard. According to the method in the scriptures, I concentrated my energy into my lower abdomen, and then suddenly opened my mouth.
, let out a loud shout, and in an instant, the surrounding houses shook at the same time, as if an earthquake had occurred. There was a big tree in the courtyard, and its leaves fell like raindrops. There were also a few birds, which fell to the ground and fluttered twice.
He was motionless, with blood hanging from his mouth, and he looked dead before his eyes.
Looking at Cheng Xin again, he was sitting on the doorstep with his hands on his chest. His expression was very painful. I was startled and hurried over to help him up. Cheng Xin was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he slowly said:
"Uncle, please continue practicing, I'm going to have a rest."
Chengxin didn't dare to stay any longer, so she struggled and walked out, leaving me alone. I was so happy when I saw how powerful the lion's roar was. I didn't care whether Chengxin was injured internally, so I returned to the house and continued practicing.
There are ten levels of Long Fu Xiang Gong, and I didn’t put much effort into the remaining three levels. It took less than two hours and it was running smoothly. I felt itchy and wanted to shout again, but I was afraid of accidentally doing it.
, and if you scare a passing monk to death, you will be in trouble.
Seeing the dead birds on the ground, he shook his head and said, "It's pitiful. I accidentally committed the killing again. Amitabha, let me save you all into my belly." He mentioned a few birds and thought that he couldn't barbecue in the temple, but for this reason
After a few mouthfuls of meat, I ran out to light a fire, but it was really not worth it. I couldn't help but think of Wangwu Mountain, when I was with Zeng Rou by the pool, playing in the water and grilling meat. How happy it was. It was nowhere like being so restricted in the temple. I simply didn't do anything.
Anyway, why not go and play with Zeng Rou for two days? There is nothing interesting about Shaolin's seventy-two stunts. It would be so beautiful to soak in the water with Zeng Rou for a while in such a hot weather.
After making up his mind, he went to Huicong to ask for leave for a few days, and then went directly out of the temple. He used Qinggong and arrived at the foot of the mountain in a short time. He originally wanted to ask Ruidong for a horse, but then he thought about it. If he rode a horse, before dark, he would be there.
I can't make it to Wangwushan anyway, so I might as well take this opportunity to try my feet——
Wei Xiaobao said: "Senior nephew, do you still have recommendation votes in your hand?" Cheng Xin shouted attentively: "What are you talking about, I can't hear you!!" Wei Xiaobao raised his voice again and shouted: "Senior nephew, do you still have any recommendation votes in your hand?
Recommended votes?" Cheng Xin waved her hands and shouted: "If you speak louder, I can't hear you!!" Wei Xiaobao sighed and muttered: "My poor nephew, he was deafened by my voice at night.
When I go to the kiln and listen to the music, I am missing another companion." Cheng Xin said hurriedly: "Uncle Master, although I can't hear you, it doesn't hinder you from doing other things."