Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 405: Arhat Boxing

Just as the dragon descended into the world, he used his own Buddha's will to elicit the Sanzang scriptures, and then the Sanzang scriptures were transformed into the Buddhist avenues that reach the heavens.

On the Sword Pavilion.

Adamo took a deep breath and stepped into the ring.

He folded his hands and bowed to the opponent in front of him. Opposite him is a Confucian scholar who looks to be in his twenties, smiling at Adamo in return: "I have seen the Shaolin Senior Brother!"

In Chen Luo's design, the martial arts academy is not divided by sects. Instead, the martial arts academy is divided into departments similar to previous universities. Students can choose according to their own qualifications and interests. Under major and minor. No matter which school of Kung Fu you learn, in the end, there is a common title—the disciple of the martial arts school.

In the martial arts institute, each system of martial arts will select a disciple with the highest achievement to become a senior brother or a senior sister, form a martial arts association, and manage it together with the martial arts worship group designated by Chen Luo The operation of the entire martial arts institute. The first Shaolin master was Adamo.

Since the establishment of the martial arts institute, Shaolin has always been a rather awkward existence. In terms of background, there are secret funds from Daomen. Wudang is simply open to hanging. It wants people and people, money and money, Taijiquan and Taijijian are even more profound; in terms of bearing, Xiaoyao School is very popular, Lingbo Weibu, Beiming Divine Art, etc., all exude an ethereal spirit, especially the disciples of the Xiaoyao School. No matter whether they are male or female, their appearance and figure are all the best choices. This is a huge temptation for young people who are new to the road of martial arts.

Besides, the beggar gangs blessed by Guo Jing and Qiao Feng; Mingjiao, which looks evil but is bright, are also popular colleges.

The Emei School, where Su Qianqian is the senior sister, is also the school of choice for many female warriors.

Even the Wuyue Sword Sect, which has been at the bottom of the contempt chain of the colleges and departments, because Lang Feixian merged the poetic kendo into the martial arts, resulting in a sharp increase in the strength of sword cultivators, and the application for disciples has also skyrocketed recently.

Only in Chen Luoshu, Shaolin, known as the Big Dipper of Mount Tai, has always been tepid. Even if there is a god-defying image of the sweeping monk in "Dragon and Babu", it makes people afraid to get close.

There are three reasons for this.

The first is the relationship between Buddhism in the Western Regions. In the minds of the Daxuan people, they have always had no good impression of Buddhism, and Shaolin's Zen seems to be inextricably linked with Buddhism, which makes people resist innately. In addition, some self-conscious remarks are also rampant, and it is believed that Shaolin and Buddhism are at odds. At that time, Chen Luo may abandon Shaolin for the sake of martial arts. Therefore, many people are hesitant to choose Shaolin.

The second is the threshold of Shaolin martial arts. Different from the direct comprehension of other martial arts, although in theory, Shaolin martial arts can be learned by everyone, without any qualifications, but in fact, it is necessary to master the corresponding Buddhist principles before mastering martial arts, which is one step slower than others. If Buddhism does not work, then Shaolin martial arts will become a mirror.

Finally, it's Chen Luo's attitude. Chen Luo did not intend to establish Zen as a religion, but positioned it as a special academic doctrine, so Shaolin martial artists would not take the initiative to spread the teachings to ordinary people. I do my practice, I help you and love you, but I do not ask you to provide me or believe in me.

So for various reasons, although Shaolin has a great reputation, the number of disciples is very small.

Adamo's eyes were like electricity, looking at his opponent. Although he prayed to Buddha, he was also a warrior. The great Buddhist principles are in front of him, but no one is close to him. This is his most urgent thing. He hopes that with his extraordinary martial arts performance, he will attract more people's attention and let more people know about the Buddhist meaning he has come into contact with.

As for the sword pavilion, it is the best stage.

"Can we start?" the scholar said gently. This person's surname is Yan and his name is Yan Benyu. He is the son of the Yan family who presented Chen Luo's "Diaosou Tu", majoring in Yan's painting.

Adamo nodded: "Please!"

Yan Benyu was not polite, and immediately stepped back two steps, a blank picture scroll appeared, Yan Benyu's mind moved slightly, and the majestic Haoran righteousness landed on the picture scroll.

In an instant, blue light flashed on the scroll, and thousands of arrows came from the painting and shot at Adamo...

……

"Brother Zhu, look at this match, can Adamo win?" Outside the Lunjian Pavilion, the great scholar Jin Helan looked at the Lunjian Pavilion and asked Zhu Hesong, the great scholar beside him.

These two great Confucians, who were on duty in the Martial Arts Academy today, were sitting in the worship hall and were bored, so they set their sights on Lunjian Pavilion.

Zhu Hesong squinted his eyes: "I can't say I can't win, but I can't say I can't win. It's half and half, what do you think?"

Jin Helan frowned slightly: "Am I asking you or are you asking me?"

Zhu Hesong was taken aback: "You are asking me! Then I asked again, don't you understand this? You are a fake scholar!"

Jin Helan stroked his forehead and sighed: "If I talk to you again, I will be your grandson!"

"Hey, you're a great scholar, so don't talk about ethics. Besides, you don't have a grandmother!"

"You don't even have a grandmother!"

"Look, aren't you a grandson?"

Listening to the bickering between the two, the Confucian scholars who have long been used to it smiled slightly. Xiang Jixuan stood up to smooth the game and said, "I think Adamo will be very difficult to win."

"Wuhou opened the martial arts for 6,000 miles, but so far, apart from Wuhou himself, the rest of the martial arts practitioners are still a little away from 6,000 miles. Those geniuses are all hunting for advanced bloodlines."

Speaking of this, another great Confucian nodded lightly: "Now there are fires all over the barbarian plains, and the sweat part of the tower bones is disintegrating, but there are many high bloodlines fleeing south. Speaking of which, Ji Zhong has not returned for eight or nine days. now..."

"The life-saving things on his body have not been touched, and there should be no danger. I think it may be a big gain. Having said that, so far, only Ji Zhong has defeated the Confucian and Taoist disciples of 6,000 miles with the cultivation of 3,000 miles of martial arts. Just one person."

Jin Helan replied, "That's right. Because of Mr. Lang Da's fusion of Dao, the power of his sword intent has greatly increased, and he has defeated Daoist Master Kuyu."

At this time, a great Confucian with an old face nodded: "Then Yan Benyu is the sixth-grade enlightenment master of the Yan family, and he is also a talented person in the Confucian school. Painting, although it is extremely difficult to become a saint, but before the great Confucianism, But it is one of the most powerful divisions of the Confucian sect. Adamo is against him, and I think the winning rate is less than 10%."

"I don't think so." A voice suddenly sounded. Yan Tianbing, the head of the Yan family, also came to the worship hall at some point. He bowed to the crowd and said with a smile, "This old nephew, don't look at it now. Turning into reality, summoning the objects in the painting to attack, but his six-thousand-mile Dao is simply an imaginary one in the painting.”

"The old man has also read Shaolin books recently, and the description of the state of mind in it is quite unique. Perhaps this illusory method has been restrained."

Demolition of his own children's stage, Yan Tianbing smiled and didn't care. What others didn't know was that Yan Tianbing suggested Adamo to challenge Yan Benyu this time.

……

There is still a dialogue between the great scholars. Adamo and Yan Benyu have fought for several rounds at Lunjian Pavilion. Among them, Yan Benyu summoned thousands of arrows in the drawing book, and the fierce generals rushed into the formation, and also called out thunder, lightning, cold wind, water, fire, earth and stone. And Adamo also continued to display the golden bell hood, lion's roar, Wuxiangjiezhi, dragon claw hand and other martial arts.

"Shaolin martial arts is very strong!" Some martial artists sincerely sighed. Usually, they thought that those Shaolin students were rough-skinned and thick-skinned. But now, when Adamo makes a move, he realizes that the foundation of Shaolin martial arts is steady and solid. Complex and varied.

"Naturally, otherwise, how could Wuhou be so highly praised in the book!" Someone echoed, "It's just...I want to revise Shaolin."

"Don't jump to conclusions yet. Master Yan is currently in the Confucian realm, let's see." Someone said calmly.

At this time, on the ring, Yan Benyu frowned when he saw Adamo, who was not at all tired in the fight, and found that his opponent was more difficult than he thought, so he shouted: "Be careful!"

Speaking, a brush appeared in his hand, Yan Benyu held the brush upside down, and pointed it towards his eyebrows. In an instant, Yan Benyu's figure flickered, and it split into two, becoming two Yan Benyus. Then, the two Yan Benyus did the same. Once again, they all point to their eyebrows, and they turn into four Yan Benyus.

"Appeared! Daoist painting techniques are real!" Some people exclaimed, this is a powerful technique of painting Daoist techniques to draw one's own out of thin air. It is said that at the level of great Confucianism, he can even share his own truth and understanding of the Dao of Heaven. It is also drawn into this portrait avatar.

However, this is just the beginning. The four Yan Benyus are lined up in four directions, and the brush in his hand is waving quickly in the void, as if he is drawing something. Adamo naturally couldn't make Yan Benyu's wish, and immediately rushed to one of the Yan Benyus. At this moment, the other Yan Benyu suddenly stopped moving, pointed the brush at Adamo, and suddenly a chain formed by brush and ink was born from under the ring, sending Ada Mo's legs are entangled.

Adamo's red dust moved and broke free from the chains of pen and ink, but in such an instant, the four Yan Benyu had completed the second painting technique, opened a cyan enchantment, and trapped Adamo in it. .

"Paint empty prison!"

As soon as Adam's eyes bloomed, he found himself standing on the familiar garden of Siddhartha's palace.

Drawing empty as a prison is not a binding spell like drawing an earth as a prison, but a spiritual illusion.

A painting prison is set up in the space, and the people in the painting prison will involuntarily draw the most fearful things in their souls.

And the great horror that Adamo hides in his heart is the giant palm that covers the sky.

"The royal family of Siddhartha, practice paganism, and destroy it!" It was the voice that appeared countless times in the dream, and Adamo raised his head, and a huge palm suddenly appeared in the clear sky. , pressed toward the palace.

"Illusion! It's an illusion!" Adamo kept telling himself in his heart, he forced himself to raise his head and look at the falling palm.

His soul is clear, he knows that this is an illusion caused by Yan Benyu's technique, and it is the deepest fear in his heart.

"I have obtained the Dharma, and I am not afraid of outsiders!" Adamo jumped up suddenly and hit the giant palm.

With a "bang", Adamo was beaten to blood by the huge palm.

……

Attamo opened his eyes, and he was once again standing in the garden of the palace.

"The Siddhartha royal family, practice paganism, and destroy it!" The magnificent voice sounded again, as if the illusion just now was repeated again.

"I have attained the Dharma!" Adamo recited, "Namo Amitabha!"

Speaking, he jumped up again to meet the giant palm.

With a "bang", Adamo was beaten into blood again.

……

Adamo opened his eyes for the third time, still in the garden of the palace.

"The Siddhartha royal family, practice paganism, be destroyed!" The voice sounded for the third time.

Adamo looked confused, why? Why can't I break through this fantasy?

Is it because I have no true intention to lead the Fa-rectification at all?

Why?

……

At the same time, in Lunjian Pavilion, Yan Benyu saw blood and tears in Adamo's eyes, and his heart tightened.

This is not a prison effect!

He hurriedly planned to withdraw the spell. At this moment, there was a force in the spell, which directly interrupted Yan Benyu's spellcasting. Yan Benyu felt that his soul was hit hard and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Almost the next moment, Yan Tianbing and Xiang Jixuan appeared on the ring at the same time. The two of them looked at Adamo in the painting prison with serious eyes.

"Patriarch!" When Yan Benyu saw Yan Tianbing, he immediately shouted, "Quick, quickly withdraw this technique. I can't withdraw it!"

Yan Tianbing and Xiang Jixuan looked at each other, both of them looked serious.

They sensed that this technique of drawing a prison was only an introduction at best, and what was really attacking Adamo at the moment was the fear of Buddhism that Adamo had in his reincarnations.

Adamo is a person from the Western Regions, Adamo is only in this life, and the previous lives must have been reincarnated in the pure land of a certain Bodhisattva. This natural fear comes from the coercion of the Buddhist Wanli Road.

Only half-sacred hymns or Taoist blessings can resolve it.

They, too, are powerless.

"Do your best!" Yan Tianbing sighed, just as he was about to summon his family and kingdom to the world, suddenly, Adamo in the painting prison moved.

He raises his fist.

……

Dreamland.

Death time and time again, Adamo's heart hurts infinitely.

It's not that the illusion can't be broken, but the fear can't be broken.

He kept reciting the Buddhist scriptures of Zen, but all the truths were vulnerable in front of that giant palm.

"Is what I'm asking for a true Buddha?"

A shadow of doubt appeared in Adamo's heart, and he shook his head suddenly, throwing this distracting thought away.

"The true Buddha of the Dharma is in my heart."

"You can't reach the other shore!"

After speaking, Adamo suddenly smiled and clenched his fists again.

For a while, the Adamo Heart Flower blooms.

"Unfortunately, the road to Pudu has not been seen."

The voice fell, and suddenly a melody seemed to come from a distant place and fell into Adamo's ears.

"The shoes are broken~IndoMTL.com~The hat is broken, the cassock on the body is broken..."

With this voice, the golden light in Adamo's eyes flowed, and there seemed to be a golden avenue of thousands of miles in his eyes, leading to the endless Qingming.

Adamo blinked again, and the golden avenue of thousands of miles disappeared, but one after another force poured into Adamo's fist. He raised his fist and punched the sky-high palm.

In an instant, the golden light flew out from Adamo's fist, pierced through the huge palm in the blink of an eye, and the wound of the huge palm exploded with golden light, cracking inch by inch in front of Adamo's eyes.

The dark clouds dissipated, and a ray of sunlight shone on Adamo's body.

Adamo folded his hands and bowed to the south.

……

Looking at the painting prison that was disintegrated by a punch, Yan Tianbing twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Xiang Jixuan: "What kind of punch is this?"

Before Xiang Jixuan could answer, Adamo's voice came.

"Shaolin, Arhat!"