chapter 98
After finishing his daily morning class, Xuanxin passed down the cultivation technique to Xuangang Xuanyuan.
And after Wutian Wuyan.
He left the Hall of Great Strength and arrived at the Scripture Pavilion again.
"Abbot."
The old monk Wu Ming stood at the door and bowed respectfully to Xuanxin.
His soul was fused with the Scripture Pavilion and he could not leave it more than 50 meters away. Therefore, the old monk Wu Ming stayed in the Scripture Pavilion every day.
He heard that Xuanxin was preaching the Mahayana Buddhist Dharma in the Hall of Great Strength.
"I showed you the Buddha's Palm."
"Have you read it all?"
Xuanxin's idea was to see if the old monk Wu Ming could use the Epic Divine Art, the Buddha's Palm, as a foundation.
He would upgrade it to an even stronger version.
It would be good to upgrade the Buddha's Palm to the Legendary Level.
"Abbot, I have already read it."
The Buddha's Palm and the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures were all placed on the tenth floor of the Scripture Pavilion.
Although the Buddhist restrictions could not restrict the old monk Wu Ming.
However, for the Buddhist scriptures and martial techniques above the tenth floor, even the old monk Wu Ming would not look at them without the permission of Xuanxin's Dharma Decree.
There was no need for Xuanxin to say this. The old monk Wu Ming would do it himself.
Previously, Xuanxin had told Wu Ming to go to the tenth floor of the Scripture Pavilion to read the Buddha's Palm.
This was an epic level divine art!
"Abbot, the Buddha's Palm is an incredible divine art of our Buddhist sect. It is also the divine art of my Shaolin."
"Epic Level!"
"After reading it, I wanted to master this divine art, but …"
At this point, the old monk Wu Ming hesitated for a moment and said in an indifferent tone, "But my attainments in the Buddhist Dharma are insufficient and I am unable to understand more profound Buddhist principles. Therefore, I am unable to improve the Buddha's Palm for the time being …"
"I am ashamed …"
After saying that, the old monk Wu Ming lowered his head.
He felt deeply ashamed that his attainments in the Buddhist Dharma were insufficient and his comprehension of the Buddhist Dharma was not deep enough.
Actually.
The old monk Wu Ming heard Xuanxin preaching the Mahayana Buddhist Dharma every day and also comprehended some Buddhist principles.
Knowing the profound words of the Buddhist Dharma was also based on a certain level of attainment in the Buddhist Dharma.
Only then did he modify four top-grade grade 9 cultivation techniques.
As well as four earth-grade cultivation techniques.
Take [Buddha's Palm] for example, Old Monk Wuming wanted to modify this powerful Epic Divine Technique based on its foundation.
The accumulation of his own Dharma, his attainments and comprehension in Dharma.
Was still not enough.
The Buddhist principles he had grasped and his understanding of the Buddhist Dharma's Profound Words were not enough for the old monk to comprehend and modify his Epic-ranked Buddha's Palm.
"My Shaolin Temple is an orthodox Buddhist sect. It is passed down from the Mahayana Dharma and aims to deliver the world from suffering."
"The Buddhist Dharma's Buddhism's"
"Sutra Sutra Sutra Sutra Suat the Sutra Sutra Sutras Sutras Sutra Sutra Sutra...
"Sususususususu.
"Be good at it and be enlightened!"
Xuanxin now completely understood. The old monk Wu Ming's soul had merged with the Sutra Depository. As long as a Buddhist martial technique was placed in the Sutra Depository, the Buddhist martial technique would not be affected.
He was able to master it with a single glance. Just based on this point alone, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him Shaolin Warrior Saint.
In the future, he would be qualified to be the martial arts instructor for all of Shaolin's disciples.
However, if one wanted to comprehend the name of the devil and create a new martial technique, there was one thing that was absolutely necessary, and that was the accumulation of Dharma.
He needed to improve his attainments in Buddhism.
If one did not have enough Dharma accumulation and attainments in Dharma were not deep enough, then they would encounter even more powerful and profound Buddhist divine skills.
The old monk Wuming could not understand.
However, this was not a problem in Xuanxin's opinion. Dharma was something that only required time.
As long as he was willing to put his mind to it!
As long as you have a bit of understanding, you can always improve.
After listening to Xuanxin's lectures every day, even a pig would have an epiphany after a long period of time.
He would slowly understand it.
"Disciple Wuming thanks Abbot."
The old monk Wuming was so excited that he directly knelt down. The current him was extremely infatuated with Dharma.
He had an extreme desire to comprehend the profound meaning of Dharma.
He was devout and obsessed with Dharma like a thirst!
On the contrary.
What kind of divine skill was it?
The current Wuming was not too interested. He also disdained to learn those killing martial techniques. He wanted to comprehend the wisdom of Dharma within Buddhist martial arts.
… …
Xuanxin came out of the Scripture Depository and returned to the Abbot's monastery.
The courtyard was very clean. It seemed that the cleanliness had already been cleaned up by Libation.
Roar … …
At this time, there was a sudden tiger roar. A huge multicolored tiger could be seen.
It emitted the aura of a king!
Step by step, it walked out of Xuanxin's Abbot's monastery.
Shocked!
Xuan Xin was scared out of her wits.
Where did this tiger come from? He had not heard that there was a tiger on Shaoshi Mountain? And why did the tiger come to his Abbot's monastery?
Before Xuanxin could react, a snow-white figure flashed past. Little Ferret Libation rushed out of the meditation room.
Squeak squeak squeak … …
Little Ferret, with a rag in its paws, rushed out of the meditation room.
It stood respectfully in front of Xuanxin.
Libation's little face was beaming with joy. It looked flatteringly at Xuanxin and constantly gestured.
Squeak squeak squeak … …
After its little paws finished gesturing, Libation finally jumped onto the tiger's back. Its two little paws grabbed the tiger's big ears.
This multicolored tiger was unusually docile. After being grabbed by Libation's ears, it was like a docile little kitten.
"You got it?"
Looking at the ferret Libation's gestures, Xuanxin roughly understood its meaning.
Squeak squeak squeak … …
Little Ferret, Libation, nodded its head.
Its little paws kept gesturing again.
"Then let it stay, but you have to take care of this tiger."
"If it hurts the people, only you will be responsible."
Xuanxin nodded and raised his hand to poke Little Ferret Libation's forehead.
It agreed.
This multicolored tiger was a companion that Little Ferret had summoned.
Or it could be said that it was an underling.
Libation begged Xuanxin to let this tiger stay in the temple and be its companion or assistant.
Seeing that Libation was indeed obedient and cleaned the Abbot's monastery.
Xuanxin thought for a moment and saw that there was nothing wrong with it, so he agreed.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak …"
Libation was overjoyed. It grabbed the tiger's ears and jumped on the tiger's back.
Xuan Xin, on the other hand, walked straight into the hall.
He lit an incense stick for the Buddha.
Then he sat down. Now that he had broken through to the Innate Stage, the next task was to reach the Innate Stage as soon as possible.
This way, he would not need merit. He could use the epic-level Buddha's Palm with his martial strength alone.
Squeak, squeak, squeak …
Just as Xuanxin was thinking, Libation, riding the multicolored tiger, brought a cup of hot tea over.
Looking at the steaming cup of fragrant tea in front of him.
Xuanxin could not help but be stunned for a moment.
He did not expect this little guy to be more and more troublesome.
He had already entered the role of the little butler of the Abbot's monastery.
"Not bad."
He took the hot tea and looked at Libation's intelligent little fawning expression.
Xuanxin nodded in satisfaction.