With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 579 - 531: Tempering the Spirit, Liberation Beyond the Shore!
This thread of airflow faintly leaks the heart’s intention, connecting with the heavens and earth to ignite a fire.
"Could it be nearing Limit Breaking, that the heart’s intention is hard to suppress..."
The control of intention is also the body’s responsibility.
It involves building a deeper level of the body’s performance hall, not just the gathering of flesh and bones to fully control it.
He is still far from this path, and wanting to fully control the intention’s dispersal now is pure wishful thinking.
Meng Chuan’s gaze flickered, pondering a bit.
"Thus far, I didn’t expect the absence of a treasured place would affect my Five Elements Fist’s Limit Breaking..."
Five Elements Fist is most evidently influenced by the environment.
Regardless, he continued to practice on the mountaintop.
If seen this way, the moment Flame Burst Fist breaks limits is like setting fire to the mountain...
How to resolve it.
If there’s no Grandmaster or stronger expert to protect, to cover the heavens with powerful intention.
One must seek a place unaffected by the fire’s influence—a "treasured place."
In Shaolin, there must be one.
Venerable Shi previously mentioned a "cultivation room."
Perhaps during tomorrow’s Buddhist teachings lesson, I should ask Master Bai Bao and the little monk...
Recently, teaching the little monk Qi training methods has been quite fun.
Every time the little monk practices once, he places his palms together, and chants "Good, good" towards the top...
Thinking of this, he also looked up to the sky.
On the surface, there was no wind, no waves, nothing.
But in reality...
The Dharma Body of Tathagata is observing everything on Shaoshi Mountain...
"Will Buddha invite me to Dharma Realm, to teach something..."
Meng Chuan shook his head, denying himself.
Impossible.
The Buddhist Sect still places too much importance on incense.
Entering would consume significant resources.
Notice that even [Master Kasyapa], who has a good relationship with me, hasn’t invited me to Dharma Realm...
Still thinking about Buddha, what a foolish notion...
His fists paused, he immediately thought:
"Could that Arhat brother be thinking the same way..."
Meng Chuan pondered, clouds and mist surged around him, yet dissipated with each probing hand movement.
The panel sent a prompt, and he introspected:
[Probing Hand Wide Fist: Mature (99%) → Perfection (1%) Pending Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait: Arm Extension (Basic)]
He opened his eyes, gathered Qi Blood.
The mist dispersed, he stood with hands at ease.
In less than two weeks, the second-tier ancient martial art Long Fist formally commenced its Limit Breaking sprint.
With such talent, hopefully that Arhat brother will be proactive, come to discuss important matters sooner, lest he misses out...
...
Early the next morning, before dawn.
Morning dew turned into white mist, lingering undispersed.
Master Bai Bao’s room was tightly shut, the little monk hadn’t arrived either.
Meng Chuan stepped out of the room, seeing this, went to practice in the courtyard.
Set aside Flame Burst Fist, practice other fist skills.
Black and white ink rhythm flowed, like a waterfall.
Practicing Wudang Fist at Shaolin Temple, also had its unique flavor...
[True Martial Conquering Demon Nine Forms: Skilled (26%)]
Progress skilled, already past the stage of establishing heart, beginning middle stage·soul forging training.
Yin Yang airflow, with each circular motion, gradually evolving changes of force.
Once soul forging training breaks through mastery.
Can nurture what Chen Tuan sect master described as "Celestial Demon Conqueror"—Conquer Demon Force.
Moreover, this fist skill is far more than just this simple.
Black and white aura followed his inhale, dispersed within, filling the limbs and bones.
Meng Chuan focused, introspected.
Why is skilled to mastery perfection training, named [Soul Forging], for a reason.
Yin Yang energy, spreading through meridians everywhere.
During flowing strokes, bones and flesh grow, fascia thickens.
All internal changes take root and sprout subtly, boosting Meng Chuan’s already incredibly exaggerated physique, towards greater heights.
This is indeed the refinement of physique, deserving of True Martial [Conquer Demon Divine Power] path, the strongest True Skill fist technique name.
Time slowly passed.
The sun rose.
Dawn turned vividly colored, light spread on the moon platform.
Morning glow flourished, Meng Chuan practiced and slightly perspired.
He adjusted his inner breath to kidney water, lightly floated his heart’s intention.
Pores opened one after another, exuding threads of cold air, like an artificial small air conditioner, bringing coolness.
Then went to the nearby pool, rinsed his body.
Water droplets evaporated, taking away heat.
Comfortable!
Jue Ming the little monk woke up with the rooster, tidied himself neatly, then came to the moon platform courtyard.
Seeing him at first glance, excitedly said:
"Brother Meng, this monk can smell the Qi of all things, does it mean the Qi Observation Skill has been initiated?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Others lack panel to record progress, can only rely on feelings and the experience of predecessors to judge martial arts quality.
Meng Chuan has perfected this method, experience is naturally profound.
He beckoned with a finger:
"Go smell over there, I’ll take a look."
The little monk looked in the direction he pointed, his face showed a bit of hesitation:
"Brother Meng, that’s the chicken coop raised by Divine Monk Baibao..."
"Yes, strong scent, stimulating, can better demonstrate control of spiritual energy, after all, you just started, utility is still shallow."
"...Understood, this monk gets it."
The little monk ran into the chicken coop, deeply inhaled the heavy chicken manure smell.
Then rubbed each rooster’s comb, stood steady, began practicing fists.
Meng Chuan approached, watched intently.
Such actions were not about pranking the little monk.
Why not let him smell the mountain grass and trees?
The little monk practices Elephant Form Fist, sensing tigers and elephants, perceives the life’s energy of cosmic creatures.
Wood attribute spiritual energy, even if can be sensed, cannot punch it out.
Of course, Meng Chuan cannot detect if the [Spiritual Breath] within the opponent’s punch responds accordingly.
A few moments later, he dragged the young monk out of the chicken coop.
It was really smelly...
From a distance, they saw Master Baibao’s room door open, and he took Jue Ming inside while saying on the way:
"Not bad, young monk, why don’t you abandon Buddhism for Daoism? Getting into the Qi Observation Skill in seven days, your talent is excellent!"
The young monk got anxious:
"Brother Meng, stop talking nonsense!"
Then, feeling a bit proud, he asked softly:
"Brother Meng, how long did it take you to get in back then?"
Meng Chuan thought for a moment:
"A few hours, I suppose."
"... Can I still be considered to have excellent talent?"
"Young monk, before you go down the mountain at noon, help Master Baibao clean up the chicken coop.
The time you’ll be spending with the chickens might not be short."
"... I understand."
...
The two sat down, facing Master Baibao.
Meng Chuan picked up the teapot, filled it with tea leaves and spring water.
High heat emanated from his palm, manually heating the water.
Once the water boiled, he poured the hot tea for the two of them.
"Master Baibao, young monk, be careful, it’s hot."
"Brother Meng, since mastering Intention, the thing you’ve used the most is boiling water."
Meng Chuan laughed:
"Young monk, this tea of Intention is far more precious than regular tea, consider yourself lucky."
"Amitabha, I didn’t let Brother Meng lose out either. The Heart-Soul Wood bracelet you wanted, I helped you get it."
Meng Chuan felt joy, as this item was unique to Shaolin and rarely seen outside.
"Young monk, fifty million right?"
"Yes, Venerable Ge always sticks to one price, how admirable..."
"Alright, I’ll transfer the money to you in a bit, let’s have our lesson first."
Seeing that they stopped talking, the room gradually became quiet.
Master Baibao took a sip of tea, then slowly began:
"Today we cover the Heart Sutra. If you have questions about last week’s Diamond Sutra, we can discuss them after class."
The young monk’s eyes lit up at these words.
Meng Chuan glanced over, seeing the kid full of excitement, just like he was when finding a treasure...
Then Master Baibao took a glance and explained:
"This Heart Sutra, comprising merely 260 words, is a concentrated core of the wisdom of Prajna, with concise words but profound meaning.
If you can form your own understanding of this sutra, it means you’ve grasped a layer of Buddhist teachings and taken your first steps on the path."
Prajna Paramita, meaning reaching the other shore
Prajna, meaning transcendental wisdom beyond the secular world.
Prajna Paramita is to reach liberation, from the shore of troubles, to the other shore through such great wisdom.
One must learn from the classic of great wisdom!
He only has "Exceptional Wisdom", not yet reaching the words of Prajna...
Moreover, once he breaks the limit of Baxia Skill in the future, he will start the path of physical "transcendence".
First, learn this Heart Sutra, try "liberation" to test the waters.
Transcendence and liberation, their definitions are similar and must have some affinity.
One must learn, learn well!
Meng Chuan sat solemnly, took the Heart Sutra and opened it, listening to the words of Master Baibao:
"The book says: Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, while practicing deep Prajna Paramita, saw the five aggregates as empty, transcended..."
Master Baibao recited once, then selected parts to explain, using simple language for Meng Chuan’s benefit.
Half an hour passed, and Master Baibao stopped talking.
Today he didn’t go over time by a minute, leaving room for explanation breaks.
He looked out the window, then at the two youngsters facing him.
"Now that today’s lesson is over, do you two have any questions? About the Diamond Sutra, Heart Sutra, or any other Buddhist texts, feel free."
Meng Chuan spoke up first:
"Master Baibao, may I ask if the Great Saint Mingtai is at the monastery?"
"... What brings you to the Abbot?"
This cheeky boy, what kind of Buddhist logic is he questioning...
The Great Saint Mingtai, Xuanmou, is the current Abbot of the Shaolin Temple.
Meng Chuan discovered this from the internal records and texts of Shaolin.
This mighty one became a saint nearly one hundred and fifty years ago.
Before the rise of the Great Saint of Heavens, Abbot Xuanmou was recognized as the world’s number one!
Possessing profound mana, unrivaled martial arts.
Seeing Master Baibao wasn’t reproachful, he was delighted and continued:
"A while back, I heard rumors about getting a Buddhist fruit under the Longhua Tree within the monastery, and I’d like to give it a try..."
Master Baibao glanced at the young novice sitting beside him.
"Did Jue Ming tell you this?"
The young monk felt he perhaps said something wrong, and with a stiff neck answered:
"Yes..."
Meng Chuan immediately spoke to assist:
"Master, it was I who forced him to say it with a knife to his throat..."
Seeing these two funny characters, Master Baibao shook his head.
Seeing the young novice’s nervous expression, he said with a smile:
"No worries, the Longhua Tree doesn’t belong to Shaolin, it just exists in Shaolin. If you want to try it, Meng Chuan, you are free to go."
"I heard that the Great Saint Mingtai once stated: only one who represents the future can obtain it. May I ask Master Baibao what this means?"
Master Baibao smiled, asking in return:
"Then who do you think obtained the Buddhist fruit under the Longhua Tree in the ’past’?"
Meng Chuan concentrated on thinking.
After a moment...
He hadn’t seen it in the scriptures...
"Please enlighten me, Master Baibao."
"Naturally, it was Maitreya before becoming a Buddha."
"..."
Meng Chuan was speechless, more Buddhist brain teasers?
"Who predicted Maitreya would definitely become a Buddha before he did?"
Jue Ming had talked about this; he blurted out:
"Shakyamuni Buddha."
Immediately followed by:
"In the ’present’, Maitreya Bodhisattva was identified by Shakyamuni Buddha as the one representing the future.
In the ’future’, he will obtain the Buddhist fruit under the Longhua Tree."
