The Sage Who Transcended Samsara Chapter 6: Arhat Fist
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"Buddhist Scripture Pavilion?" Zhen Yong raised his eyebrows, then smiled with a white tooth, "Zhen Ding junior brother, just Martial Monk Courtyard to practice boxing after noon, it is better to follow you to Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, help you clean, hēi hēi, honestly, I I'm also curious about that. "
"But ..." Meng Qi is worried that this will violate the commandments.
Zhen Yong smiled brightly and said: "Relax, all monk in the temple can freely enter and exit the two floors below Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. I just have no time at ordinary times. If you do n’t believe you can ask Junior Uncle Xuan Xin."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhen Hui ran into the Xuan Xin Zen room with a whimper, and saw Zhen Yong stunned.
Meng Qi smiled and said: "Zhen Hui is such a serious person."
"It should be, it should be." Zhen Yong laughed.
During these days, he often went to odd jobs courtyard to ask Meng Qi about literacy and sentence-breaking. He also often helped him and Zhen Hui to do some chores. He was quite bold and good at speaking.
"Junior Uncle Xuan Xin said Senior Brother Zhen Yong was right." Zhen Hui ran out and said aloud.
"Then let's set off." Zhen Yong chuckled.
Buddhist Scripture Pavilion is a four-story old building located on a cliff behind Houshan Mountain in Shaolin Temple.
Into Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, Meng Qi poured himself a glass of white water on the table and drank up his head. This way was too far away. The autumn tiger was so fierce that he was thirsty!
However, Zhen Hui went to arrived and placed Buddhist Scripture's bookshelf. One book was drawn locally and the other was carefully read.
"Hey, Junior Brother Zhen Hui, what are you doing? Do you like watching Buddhist Scripture?" Zhen Yong asked in amusement and doubt.
Meng Qi did not understand Zhen Hui's behavior, poured a glass of water again, and watched the past while drinking.
Zhen Hui's expression is very serious, and there is a vague hope: "scripture may be written peerless divine art."
Poof, Meng Qi squirted out of water, and the sprayed Zhen Yong was full of face, is this product a profound poisoning of the martial arts fantasy story? Or does he trust himself so much, what does he say, what does he believe?
Zhen Yong wiped his face blankly and looked at Meng Qi: "Zhen Ding junior brother, what's so funny about this? Junior Brother Zhen Hui is not impossible."
"Yeah, this is what my brother secretly told me!" Zhen Hui turned very seriously.
"Oh." Meng Qi can only answer this way, and then picked up a funny mood, said, "Little Junior Brother, don't worry, we have to come every day, clean it first, or you will be punished."
After hearing this from the most trusted brother, Zhen Hui immediately put down scripture and cleaned Buddhist Scripture Pavilion with Meng Qi and Zhen Yong.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the cleaning of arrived was almost completed. Just as Meng Qi was about to "look over" scripture, Zhen Yong suddenly covered his stomach and hurriedly said: "Oh, two junior brothers, there are three urgency, and the brother will go for convenience first."
During speaking, he ran down the stairs of arrived as soon as he slipped through the smoke, making footsteps and squinting and disappeared in front of the two of Meng Qi.
Meng Qi doesn't care much, and greets Zhen Hui to carefully distinguish the classification storage location of Buddhist Scripture to see if there are any places worth paying attention to.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhen Yong walked back with his face pale.
"Senior Brother Zhen Yong, are you okay?" Meng Qi asked with concern.
Zhen Yong shook his head: "It seems to eat a bad stomach."
He also learned Meng Qi and Zhen Hui, and slowly browsed the titles in front of the bookshelf. Suddenly, he chuckled: "There are fist manual of 'Arhat Fist' here."
"Arhat Fist? This is not the fist technique you usually practice?" Meng Qi quickly passed the probe.
Zhen Yong withdrew the book and handed it to Meng Qi: "Yeah, I thought it would be upstairs, I did n’t expect to be on this floor."
Meng Qi took it over and looked at it greedily, trying to remember all the contents inside.
"hēi hēi, Zhen Ding junior brother, do you need your brother to advise you?" Zhen Yong said with a smile.
The Meng Qi has a happy heart, but he is not very confident: "This, is this okay?"
The secretly study martial arts are not allowed but it is against the temple regulation!
Zhen Hui also widened a pair of black and white eyes, and looked at Zhen Yong with excitement.
Zhen Yong pointed to this fist manual and said: "Since fist manual is placed in all places where monk is free to borrow and borrow, it shows that this belongs to the foundation that everyone can learn and does not violate temple regulation."
"Uh." Meng Qi was still uneasy. He picked up fist manual and returned to the first floor, planning to ask the old monk responsible for scripture borrowing.
The old monk's eyebrows were yellow, his skin was deeply wrinkled, and he looked like he would die at any time. At this time, both eyes was taking a nap.
"Too junior uncle ancestor, this fist manual is not misplaced?" Meng Qi asked cautiously.
According to Xuan Xin, this old monk dharma name "Kong Hui" belongs to the same generation as the abbot Kong Wen, which is three generations higher than Meng Qi-Shaolin is the sequence of "heartless Xuan Zhen, pure wisdom and deep".
The eyelids of Kong Hui opened, and both eyes glanced at Meng Qi turbidly, slowly and reasonably: "Arhat Fist spread very widely, there is nothing special."
That is, you can learn by yourself! Meng Qi thought ecstatically, although this is a very common fist technique, it is better than nothing!
He happily took fist manual back to the second floor and solemnly saluted Zhen Yong: "Please also ask Brother for advice."
After that, it will be until noon, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui are at Buddhist Scripture Pavilion learn martial arts, and I just feel that my strength seems to be condensed into a sign.
Because they had to go back to practice martial arts, Zhen Yong hurriedly said goodbye, while Meng Qi and Zhen Hui strolled contentedly on the cliff.
Walking while walking, Meng Qi finds that Zhen Hui's eyes are not right, always staring at the vast abyss outside.
"Little Junior Brother, what are you looking at?" Meng Qi is quite puzzled.
Zhen Hui frowned and said, "Brother, if you jump down, will you get peerless secret manual or immortal armament Divine Artifact? No, I did n’t see the fairy dance sword ..."
The Meng Qi's expression immediately stiffened on his face, and it was over, and the child was broken.
No, you have to reverse it! Meng Qi thought about it, seeing that Zhen Hui is so deceptive, so half of it was "save" and half of it was a horrible attack: "Little Junior Brother, let's change another story tonight."
"What story?" Zhen Hui was very excited.
Meng Qi hēi hēi laughed and said: "The story of Xia Yuhe by Daming Lake."
"Well, is she peerless expert?" Zhen Hui asked curiously and happily.
"..." Meng Qi was speechless for a while.
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The Mingyue in the sky was covered by dark clouds, the cold wind blew through, and the paper windows creaked. The odd jobs monks each had another quilt, but Zhen Yi and Zhen Guan were still cold and curled up into a ball.
Meng Qi is unaware of this, sitting cross-legged, calmly settled, only feels that true energy is going up, converging into gold saliva jade liquid, diffusing Yangzhi honeydew, and filling in the corresponding acupoint.
As soon as this true energy is filled in, Meng Qi immediately feels that there are soaring feelings at all 365 large caves around the body, true energy gushes out, the main meridians are like being washed away by the flood, and they are all swelled out, just like Qi is full of meridians and self-opening. "
This step for ordinary people takes a certain amount of time, but the body Meng Qi itself has completed "Hundred Days Foundation Building" with already. At this time, the gas is overflowing, the meridians are not obstructed, and they are all initial connections.
Meng Qi slowly opened his eyes, only to feel refreshed all over, and seemed to have endless strength to understand that he had taken the first step of Martial Dao practice.
He strongly resisted the urge to get out of bed to practice Arhat Fist, and he exhaled for a long time. There was not much breakthrough in his heart. First, "Hundred Days Foundation Building" was relatively simple, and there was nothing difficult. After a few months passed, his own Arhat Fist also made a difference, but still can't see a little hope after leaving odd jobs courtyard.
Without leaving odd jobs courtyard, the higher and deeper Martial Art can break through the other divine art of Celestial, and I have absolutely no way to touch it!
"Hey ..." Meng Qi's all kinds of fretful anxiety turned into a long sigh.
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"Zhen Ding, these two days of lectures are stopped. You are responsible for cleaning Zen Heart Courtyard, and you must not provoke your guests." In the early morning of this day, Meng Qi was called by Xuan Xin after breakfast.
"Present guest? Junior Uncle Xuan Xin, I don't know which school is expert?" Meng Qi would like to make it clear, so as not to commit guest taboos.
Xuan Xin smiled: "True Martial School, Profound Heaven Sect, Cleansing Sword Pavilion, Rinse Flower Sword Pavilion, Azure Chen School, and Great River Faction, etc. Great Jin sect was invited by my Shaolin, and sent expert with young disciples to discuss Martial Dao Disciple a contest, opportunity to widen one's experience. "
Meng Qi took a breath, this is all the world Martial Dao Great Sect talked about by Xuan Xin! For example, True Martial School and Profound Heaven Sect are the second of Daoism 3 Sects, Cleansing Sword Pavilion and Rinse Flower Sword Pavilion belong to Grasping Sword Six Factions, and Azure Chen School and Great River Faction are in the ranks of the world.
"A talented young disciple?" Meng Qi asked subconsciously. After all, he is also a young disciple of the Shaolin "Zhen" character generation.
Xuan Xin touched his swollen belly and laughed: "What do you ask this? don't tell me can't compare with them? You are a odd jobs monk who just finished Hundred Days Foundation Building. Compared with them, one is a toad in the mud. , One is a phoenix in the sky, not to mention the competition, not even qualified to stand together! "
His spicy sarcasm made Meng Qi quite embarrassed, his blood rose, his face was flushed. Although he is also in his twenties, he has a lot of social experience, but after all, he is young and vigorous. Still inevitably a little competing and competing, at this time was so contemptible, and then think of the gap with the those sky pride, naturally it is difficult to restrain emotional fluctuations.
Xuan Xin seemed to be unaware, and continued: "I heard that among the young disciples who came here this time, several of them were under 20, and they have stepped into Dawning Enlightenment realm, saying they may not be expected to enter Human List in the future What kind of martial arts do you know? What secret art do you know? But my Shaolin is also talented, and the Zhen Chang, Zhen Ben, Zhen Miao of this generation are not worse than them. "
Speaking, he squinted his eyes at Meng Qi: "I'm not going to clean Zen Heart Courtyard yet."
Meng Qi gritted his teeth, calmed his mood, and walked toward Zen Heart Courtyard with a broom.
Xuan Xin looked at the back of Meng Qi's, the smile on his face faded away, leaving only a hint of the corner of his mouth.