During this ti, Lu Chenzhou had no other lessons.
Aside from eating, drinking, relieving himself, and sleeping after opening the acupoint.
Lu Chenzhou also brought "Arhat Fist" to perfection.
[Arhat Fist: Perfection]
[Divine Seed·Arhat (First Rank), hidden within the Shaoshang Acupoint
Six senses purified, free from the troubles of ignorance.
Effect 1: Buddha Wisdom of the first level, slightly increases comprehension of Buddhist Martial Arts.
Effect 2: Arhat of the first level, slightly increases comprehension of Shaolin Fist Technique.
Effect 3: Purity, inner peace, and distractions do not disturb.]
"An interesting special effect."
Lu Chenzhou looked at the words "pure and clean." Although it was only a third-rate fist technique, upon perfection, his ntality and soul had an indescribable sublimation.
Now, his mindset ascended to another level.
More so, he emanated the aura of a true enlightened sage.
This reminded him of "Tai Chi Boxing."
These two fist techniques, the ultimate in simplicity, return to nature and truth.
The unique special effects they nurtured upon perfection were also extraordinary.
[Yin Yang], reconciling contradictions.
[Purity], blocking out annoyances.
In Lu Chenzhou’s eyes, there was a kind of clear enlightennt.
He turned his gaze towards another leaf.
[Tiger Demon Tai Sui Technique: Third Layer (93%)]
In the past month.
He gradually reduced the training ti of "Tiger Demon Tai Sui Technique." As his Qi-Blood rose by the day, he felt that the upper limit for his Qi-Blood should be around 60 points.
The remaining difference in Qi-Blood could be rectified by opening the acupoint. Thus, slowing down the Inner Strength training would be appropriate; he could wait to break through the second shackle before making a breakthrough, to avoid waste.
As for Cross Training Martial Arts, the cultivation of "Ming King Body" and "Pure Yang Unlimited Shield" hadn’t fallen behind. Tuo Tian Head Monk gave him access to train in Shaolin’s Gravity Room. Of course, he needed to pay the standard market rate.
He couldn’t ask for special treatnt; even the Shaolin disciples had to pay. That Tuo Tian Head Monk let an outsider like him use it for an extended period was already exceedingly generous.
One day cost 100,000, which amounted to 3 million a month. After leaving school, all expenses converted into money made Lu Chenzhou appreciate even more the value of Great rit.
Fortunately, he was not short of money now.
With a deposit of 80 million, he had enough for two years of use.
In the end, Lu Chenzhou looked towards "Bodhi Technique."
[Bodhi Technique: Second Layer (50%)]
During this ti, the fastest progress belonged to this long-neglected Qi chanism cultivation secret technique, which advanced much faster than before, almost as if he were in an inspired state. However, based on previous experiences, there was no such inspiration in secret technique cultivation.
Lu Chenzhou thought it over.
In the end, he concluded that this was probably related to the kitchen’s Dao Yun.
His natural cultivation had already unknowingly grasped the sage’s Dao Yun; with the blessing of the creator of this thod, the speed of secret technique cultivation could surge dramatically.
All wisdom lies within those four lines of scripture.
"Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is also not a platform..."
A month into seeking Dao, he no longer cared about the success of his enlightennt. Being too obsessed with the outco often ant losing sight of the journey’s beauty. Just like his impromptu long journey, the most beautiful scenery was found along the way.
Buddhism places great importance on spiritual wisdom and enlightennt. Dharma said before entering Dao, "Seek not the Buddha afar, as the Spirit Mountain is within your own heart. Understanding this is true liberation!"
Zhang Zu said, "When the heart dies, the body also perishes."
The word ’heart’ is the most abstract.
With Lu Chenzhou’s current realm, he couldn’t articulate it clearly.
So he took it as it ca. This hermitage in Shaolin Temple was comfortable, and he planned to stay for another two months before continuing on his journey as planned.
"Hoo..."
He finished his cultivation practice and stood up.
By his side, a young Buddhist disciple asked,
"Brother Lu, have you achieved success in your enlightennt?"
Lu Chenzhou replied with a smile that was not quite a smile,
"As if enlightened..."
The disciples pondered Lu Chenzhou’s words, with a sense of understanding yet not fully grasping.
"As if enlightened? What does that an?"
"Does it have sothing to do with the World Venerate Tathagata?"
"Could he have grasped the Tathagata thod?"
"It wouldn’t be the ’Tathagata Divine Palm,’ would it?"
The crowd began to speculate and then were even more eager in their pursuit of enlightennt.
Who wouldn’t want to grasp even a single move of the "Tathagata Divine Palm"?
Leaving the quarters, Lu Chenzhou carried a bucket.
Ding Yuan Zen Master sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a circle of disciples listening to his sermon.
Lu Chenzhou also set down the bucket and sat on the ground, listening attentively.
When the sermon concluded, everyone dispersed.
He picked up his bucket again, patted the dust off his bottom.
Ding Yuan Zen Master asked,
"Young friend, have you gained anything recently?"
Lu Chenzhou answered with a smile,
"I’ve reaped a bountiful harvest."
"Have you succeeded in your enlightennt?"
"As if enlightened."
"..."
Lu Chenzhou moved quickly like the wind towards the spring in the mountains.
Ding Yuan Zen Master was slightly stunned, seemingly enlightened.
"As if enlightened... as if enlightened, ha ha ha, he really did get it."
Yes, the state of enlightennt in the kitchen is indeed "as if enlightened."
In plain language, it ans: it seems like enlightennt, and yet it seems not.
This is why enlightennt in the kitchen is so extrely difficult.
Because many people beco enlightened without knowing it, which is as good as not having enlightened at all.
If you can feel your own enlightennt, then you have succeeded.
Ding Yuan Zen Master left the kitchen to return to his closed-door cultivation.
"This child truly possesses the deanor of the World Venerate."
...
On Shaoshi Mountain, Qingliang Peak.
Atop Qingliang Peak stood a temple.
Within the temple dwelled an old monk.
Outside the temple was a water storage pond, filled with spring water from the peak of Qingliang.
After a month of cultivation at Shaolin Temple, Lu Chenzhou had beco quite familiar with the old monk.
The old monk was wide and plump with a fair complexion.
His cultivation was not weak; he was a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
As for his title, Lu Chenzhou did not know.
The old monk was not there to guard sothing.
He was rely cultivating in tranquility, shrouded in a layer of mysterious veil.
Just like the sweeper monk out of the martial arts novels.
The old monk opened his eyes and smiled,
"Coming to fetch water again?"
"Um."
"Have you succeeded in enlightennt?"
"As if enlightened."
"Hahaha, as if enlightened?"
The old monk laughed without speaking, lying on the rocking chair looking at Lu Chenzhou.
When drawing water, Lu Chenzhou looked at his own reflection in the pool.
His beard was unkempt, uncared for.
Without grooming for a month, he instead exuded a more rugged charm.
"This is good too."
As he placed the bucket at the edge of the pool, he suddenly noticed that the face reflected in the water seed not his own but another with an aged visage...
That face was the old monk’s!
Turning around, the old monk’s large face was close to his.
"Elder, what brings you?"
"Nothing."
"Alright then, I will take my leave."
Lu Chenzhou filled a bucket with water and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, he took another bucket of water and left with brisk steps.
At that mont, a tourist visiting Shaoshi Mountain passed by the reservoir.
Leaning on his walking stick, he looked at the retreating figure of Lu Chenzhou, puzzled:
"What’s that young man mumbling to himself?"
He approached the edge of the reservoir and looked down.
Finally, he shook his head and left helplessly.
"There’s nothing there."
...
Ti flew like an arrow, days passed like the weaving of a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, another two and a half months hurried by.
Today was October 1st, marking the 100th day since Lu Chenzhou entered Shaolin Temple.
It was also the 6th anniversary of the awakening of the Martial Arts Tree.
Gradually, the number of onlookers dwindled.
The kitchen also returned to its usual quiet state.
Lu Chenzhou, staying in Shaolin Temple like an exchange student, would occasionally attend so public classes. Although they were basic, he benefited greatly.
The people here were also very warmhearted.
Especially the old monk from Qingliang Peak. This Grandmaster often stopped Lu Chenzhou while he was drawing water to test him on Buddhist doctrines.
Lu Chenzhou’s foundation in Buddhist Law was far from shallow.
Over ti,
Under the old monk’s guidance, his Buddhist realm progressed to a level comparable to an ordinary Martial Artist of Shaolin Temple, akin to the Third Realm of fist theory. The direct benefit was that the cultivation progress of the two Buddhist Martial Arts techniques, "Golden Bell Jade Drum Ming King Body" and "Bodhi Technique," improved significantly.
On this day,
In the Cross Training Chamber,
Lu Chenzhou stood firmly on the ground like a robust pine, the sound of the pneumatic limbs striking him loudly, leaving red welts. This severe pain was unimaginable for the average person, yet Lu Chenzhou remained silent, continuously testing his limits.
Two unceasing forces within his body were healing his injuries at the sa ti, accelerating the regeneration of his flesh, which grew stronger.
One was the effect of the Mingyu Great dicine.
The other was the Innate Blood Lotus Treasure Qi.
With various factors at play, his body’s tabolism was far faster than normal; his powerful blood-making and marrow-generation capability ensured the rapid breakthrough of Cross Training.
At a certain mont,
A chanical limb swung through the air toward him, but when it was an inch from his back, it seed to hit an invisible barrier, unable to proceed further, and trembled with a buzz.
From within Lu Chenzhou’s body, an energy as golden and flawless as jade, clear as crystal erged from the 136 Acupoints. Bursting forth from his pores, it intertwined with the intangible aura and finally gathered within an inch around his body to form a bell!
Thump!
The sound, akin to that of the Yellow Bell Great Lyre, reverberated in the Cross Training Chamber. A pale golden, foot-high crystal bell manifested out of thin air, withstanding the relentless strikes of the chanical limbs. The bell stood immovable with undulating ripples on its surface, dissipating the violent force layer by layer.
Lu Chenzhou took a step forward, and the bell moved with him. He jumped, and the bell rose as well, guarding him every step of the way.
He looked towards the Martial Arts Tree.
[Golden Bell Jade Drum Ming King Body: Great Success (1%)]
"Phew, the most essential technique of the Ming King Body, ’Golden Bell Protection,’ is finally cultivated."
This step was called "Golden Bell Protection."
When perfected, it would be the "Golden Jade Ming King."
Once fully perfected, one becos one with the bell, indistinguishable.
"If I had mastered the Golden Bell Protection earlier, would the assassin have been able to breach my defense?"
It would have been very difficult!
The previous layers of the Ming King Body mainly enhanced stability and explosive power, the training of Domineering Body. Only at this layer did it significantly improve defense.
This was a qualitative change in defensive power.
With the bell alone, one could easily withstand sniper rifle bullets. Moreover, the defense was all-encompassing and angleless, as the Great Bell was the product of combined aura and Mysterious Power. Therefore, even if an enemy could tunnel under the ground, they wouldn’t bypass the bell’s protection.
"It’s ti to leave now; there are so places I have yet to visit."
Lu Chenzhou didn’t plan on touring all the landscapes of Da Xia.
He only needed to visit the famous mountains of Buddha Dao and the great practitioners’ arenas.
Before leaving, he went to a temple.
"Mingxin elder, I must bid you farewell."
The white-robed monk ca out, smiling:
"May the winds be in your favor."
The master had said that Lu Chenzhou had already achieved successful enlightennt.
As for what he had realized? No one knew.
Lu Chenzhou bowed solemnly with a fist in hand:
"If Ding Yuan Chan Shi breaks through, please convey to the elder that Lu Chenzhou is leaving and thanks everyone for their care during this ti, a kindness never to be forgotten."
"Understood."
After bidding farewell to the elders, Lu Chenzhou said goodbye to the new friends he had made.
"Brother Lu, have a pleasant journey."
"Brother Lu, what exactly have you realized?"
"Brother Lu, good luck with your next breakthrough."
Laughter echoed around Shaoshi Mountain.
Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road.
Lu Chenzhou finally arrived at Qingliang Peak.
The old monk opened his eyes and asked,
"Are you leaving?"
"I am, I’m heading to Wutai Mountain."
"Wutai Mountain ah... a fine place."
"Elder, this is where I take my leave. I’m grateful for the care I’ve received here; my Buddhist realm improved rapidly during this ti and my stay at Shaolin Temple will never be forgotten."
The old monk nodded and smiled.
His rotund figure rose from the rocking chair. His aura climbed step by step, saintly and Buddha-like, pointing one hand at the sky, the other at the ground, walking seven steps in a circle, gazing in all directions.
In an instant,
The 72 peaks of Songshan thundered with the sound of ancient chis. In Lu Chenzhou’s world, each peak of Songshan blood like a lotus petal. Eventually, a 72-petaled golden lotus unfurled between heaven and earth, its Buddha Light piercing the sky.
Songshan beca the Lotus Platform, the world the Spirit Mountain!
The old monk sat in a ditative pose at the center of the world.
Myriads of Buddhas from all around revered him, displaying their majestic forms.
"I possess a technique, upon mastering which one can traverse both heaven and..."
"Elder, I will learn it! Is it the Tathagata Divine Palm?"
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