chapter 93
In the Abbot's Zen Temple, after a night of bitter cultivation, under the support of the hundred-fold cultivation speed of martial arts.
Early the next morning.
Xuanxin took the opportunity to break through to the Innate Realm.
He stopped his breathing and stopped his meridians. He was free from diseases and disasters, and his lifespan was prolonged.
At this moment, Xuanxin's dantian's pure and thick inner strength of the Virgin Technique had changed from Houtian to Innate. It had undergone a qualitative change and improvement.
One of the most obvious characteristics was the release of True Qi.
When he reached the peak of the Innate Realm, he would be able to master the wonderful realm of True Qi Manipulation.
The gap between the Innate Realm and the Houtian Realm was almost an insurmountable gap.
And the feeling was completely different.
Xuanxin had taken the Foundation Establishment Pill before, and he didn't have the bottleneck of the Innate Realm.
After eating the Six Suns Rice, his cultivation had increased greatly, and he had the support of the hundred-fold cultivation speed of the Abbot's Zen Temple.
When the conditions were right, success would follow naturally, and he made a breakthrough.
"The Innate Realm is indeed powerful."
At this moment, Xuanxin experienced a brand new and mysterious feeling that he had never experienced before.
In the Innate Realm, all the life's Hidden Latches were opened.
This was a kind of preliminary unity of Spirit and Qi.
The feeling of being one with heaven and man.
[Abbot Sign-In System]
Sign-In Value: 4151600
Merit Value: 140
Opening the attribute panel, Xuanxin casually glanced at the attribute information.
Then, he picked up the scripture [Ksitigarbha Original Vow Sutra] that he had obtained yesterday.
Then, he went down to the attic.
This Ksitigarbha Original Vow Sutra was the second Mahayana Buddhist scripture that the Shaolin Temple currently had.
Xuanxin prepared to put it in the Sutra Pavilion for safekeeping.
Squeak, squeak, squeak …
As soon as he went downstairs, a snow-white figure in the courtyard jumped in front of Xuanxin and jumped up and down.
It kept gesturing at Xuanxin.
Little Ferret Libation. This little guy woke up early in the morning and was jumping around.
It seemed that he had sobered up.
"Remember, you are not allowed to drink in the temple in the future."
"Otherwise, you will be severely punished."
Xuan Xin's face was serious. She raised her hand and poked Little Jiu's furry forehead.
The little guy was trembling with fear, looking at Xuanxin nervously and fearfully, like an obedient and harmless baby.
She kept nodding at Xuanxin adorably.
Libation was extremely sharp. It knew that the person in front of it was a powerful existence that could easily suppress a Demon Sovereign.
The most powerful Demon Lord in the world had been killed!
How could it not be in awe?
This time, it came to the Shaolin Temple temporarily to listen to the teachings of Buddhism for a while.
It was also arranged by its master.
The main reason was that Shaolin's Dharma could slowly remove the seal on its bloodline.
Xuanxin took the scriptures and was about to go to the Sutra Depository when he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and almost scared Libation, who had just breathed a sigh of relief.
"Without my permission, you can only stay in the abbot's monastery obediently."
"Don't just sit around and do nothing. Clean up the monastery and water the flowers and weeds in the courtyard."
Xuanxin knew that this little guy was an extremely smart and intelligent demon beast. For the time being, he would use it to guard his house.
Discipline it so that it would not cause trouble for Shaolin!
"If you have nothing to do, remember to go to the main hall and burn incense for Buddha."
After instructing it, Xuanxin took the scriptures and left the abbot's monastery in a serious manner.
He went straight to the Sutra Depository.
"Phew …"
Little Ferret Libation let out a long sigh of relief after seeing Xuanxin leave.
Squeak squeak squeak …
After Xuan Xin had gone far away, there was a series of chatter that kept jumping up and down.
Its intelligent little face was very flustered and exasperated.
It was fine if he didn't let it drink.
He even used it as hard labor.
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Xuanxin came to the Sutra Depository again after a few days with the Mahayana Buddhist Dharma, the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
The old monk Wu Ming's body was like a dead tree without any vitality.
There was no trace of life.
He slowly swept the floor in front of the attic.
No one could tell that this unremarkable old man was actually a martial arts expert at the top of the Divine Transformation Realm.
"Greetings, abbot."
Wu Ming, who was sweeping the floor in front of the Sutra Depository, immediately bowed respectfully when he saw Xuanxin.
"Have you gotten used to it these two days?"
Because his soul and the Sutra Depository had merged into one, even Xuanxin couldn't sense the existence of Wu Ming.
He felt that Wu Ming was like a brick in the Sutra Depository.
A stone, a tile.
It was ordinary.
If it wasn't for the fact that he could see such a person standing in front of him, he wouldn't even be able to sense the existence of Wu Ming.
"I have heard abbot preach the scriptures every day."
"Your profound words have benefited me greatly. It was abbot who created Shaolin's Wu Ming today."
The old monk Wu Ming cupped his fists and looked at Xuan Xin with a face full of respect and gratitude.
His soul had merged with the Sutra Depository.
He had forged a five-element body and listened to Xuanxin preach the scriptures every day. His profound words had enlightened him greatly and benefited him greatly.
He was now almost one with Shaolin.
If Shaolin existed, his Wu Ming would exist.
If Shaolin didn't exist, his Wu Ming would naturally die and his soul would be destroyed.
"Amitabha."
"Follow me in."
After chanting the name of Buddha, Xuanxin nodded and stepped into the Sutra Depository.
The old monk Wu Ming followed closely into the Sutra Depository.
Above the tenth floor of the Sutra Depository, there were Buddhist restrictions. The Mahayana Buddhist scripture, Ksitigarbha Vows, naturally had to be placed there.
The current Sutra Depository was guarded by the old monk Wu Ming. If other disciples wanted to enter, they had to first get Xuanxin's decree.
With Xuanxin's decree, the old monk Wu Ming could let them in.
Below the tenth floor, there were some basic martial arts techniques.
They weren't that important.
After entering the Sutra Depository, Xuanxin couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. The Sutra Depository was clean and spotless.
Furthermore, they were arranged in an orderly manner. Those foundational martial skills and cultivation methods were all placed in appropriate places.
This meant that the old monk Wu Ming was still a competent librarian of the Sutra Depository.
"Hmm?"
"Shaolin's Supreme Arhat Fist?"
Xuanxin inadvertently saw a martial arts technique. He immediately stopped and picked it up to read.
Currently, Shaolin's basic martial arts technique.
There was only the Arhat Fist. Where did Shaolin's Supreme Arhat Fist come from?
"This is?"
The more he read, the more shocked Xuanxin was. He couldn't help but frown.
This Shaolin's Supreme Arhat Fist was completely an upgraded version of Shaolin's Arhat Fist.
It was more exquisite, more valiant, and more powerful. On the basis of a Grade 2 martial arts technique, it was actually strengthened to a Grade 3 martial arts technique.
Xuanxin finished reading.
He was completely shocked.
First of all, creating one's own martial arts technique was the most difficult. Apart from having extremely high martial arts talent and comprehension, one had to have great wisdom.
Moreover, one had to have great wisdom.
They also needed to accumulate enough martial arts knowledge. Everyone in the world who could create their own martial arts skills were all geniuses.
As for the Shaolin Supreme Arhat Fist, it was an upgraded and strengthened version of the Shaolin Arhat Fist through a comprehensive study of its foundation.
The difficulty of this was no less than creating Shaolin's Arhat Fist.
This was something that could only be accomplished by someone who had completely grasped and understood the profound principles behind the Shaolin Arhat Fist, as well as having an extremely high foundation in martial arts and wisdom.