I will eventually become a god.

Chapter 301: Divine Spear 'Night Cutting Ice', the First Nirvana Skill of Buddhism, the Great Strength of the Lion King (4K)

It was a housewarming party, and everyone was having a great time, except for a group of people who came to seek old grudges.

During the banquet, there was a session of presenting gifts and reading out the gift list. In addition to the gifts sent by many Taoist temples, companies, and Li Qi's old friends in Qingcheng, there were also many unexpected congratulations.

There were gifts with names like "White Crow" and "Stop the War" that most people present didn't recognize.

Among them, 'White Crow' sent a long list of gifts, all of which were various precious borderland medicinal materials that were extremely beneficial to strengthening the human body.

And 'Zhi Ge' sent a framed yellowed old painting, which showed a Buddha lying on a lotus platform. It was named - Lion Lying in Nirvana.

Most people present were confused by the two names of the gifts sent. Only a few people changed their expressions after hearing the names and had a new understanding of the current power of Canglong Dojo.

Among them, only a few old men with high status in the martial arts world showed extremely eager eyes when they heard the "Lion Lying in Nirvana Picture".

What shocked the whole audience was the gift from Chu Minyi, the newly appointed chief councillor of Qingcheng government. Although the gift was not valuable, everyone present knew that the real gift was his public expression of support for Canglong Dojo.

There were also many gifts without specific names, three of which were simply written "from Yuancheng", "from Xingcheng" and "from Yucheng". The gifts were not expensive, which made people confused.

The most eye-catching thing was a gift without any explanation at all. It was a nine-foot spear named "Ye Cai Bing".

The entire gun is dark blue in color. Under the light, it flashes slightly different colors at different angles. It is extremely beautiful and sharp.

Everyone present was an expert in martial arts. They could tell at a glance that this was an extremely rare magical weapon, the kind that could not be found by chance and could not be bought even with money. It must have been created by a famous master.

Who sent this magical weapon? Even Li Qi, the original owner, was confused. Only Xue Jing's eyes flashed, as if he understood something.

The housewarming party ended here, and the next day, Canglong Dojo officially opened.

Xue Jing's photo was projected on the huge electronic screen outside the venue, and next to it was a hole caused by Meng Bo's injury, which was temporarily covered with cloth.

At the entrance of the venue, there was an endless stream of people who came to see the young man on the electronic screen and were eager to enter Canglong Dojo to practice martial arts. In just one day, nearly a thousand new students were enrolled.

This was the result of a rough selection by several direct disciples. Only those who were more suitable for martial arts training were allowed in, and those who were not suitable were advised to leave.

In the training room, Xue Jing sat cross-legged in the center, reaching out and gently stroking the nine-foot spear across his legs.

The dark blue color, under the sunlight outside the window, keeps changing in a small range as the gun body rotates. The part directly exposed to the sunlight appears slightly transparent, with a crystal-like transparency, which is extremely beautiful.

The spear had no red tassel, and the sharp spear head was nearly half a meter long, with sharp serrations on both sides of the lower part, adding a touch of brutality to the originally elegant spear body.

Xue Jing stretched out his hand and brushed the part near the end of the gun. There was a faintly etched rectangular frame with the three characters "Ye Cai Bing" written in small seal script inside the frame. In the lower right corner of the frame, "He Jiuxi" was written in even smaller characters.

"He Jiuxi..." Xue Jing looked thoughtful.

He had heard the name.

When Senior Sister Zhu gave him the Futu Sword, she mentioned that the sword was forged by a master named He Jiuxi.

And this 'Night Cutting Ice' spear has He Jiuxi's name engraved on it, so I think it was also forged by this master.

"However, there is only Fu Tu written on the Fu Tu Knife, without his name engraved on it, but Ye Caibing engraved it..."

After thinking about it for a while, Xue Jing had a guess.

"It seems that the Futu Knife was not a work that satisfied him, but the Yecaibing made him so proud that he wanted to carve his name on the gun to show off."

He raised his spear and made a spear flower in the air. The sharp tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound and cutting the void to create white marks on both sides that were visible to the naked eye.

Xue Jing nodded: "With this gun, I can increase the lethality of my Perfection by at least 50%... It's really good."

He stroked the gun with fondness.

"Futu Knife, Forgotten Giant Sword, Night Cutting Ice..."

"According to Senior Sister Zhu, the Futu Blade was taken out from her grandfather's inventory, so Ye Caibing should have been taken out from his inventory as well. Conversely, the Forgotten Greatsword is also likely to have belonged to her grandfather."

"It is basically certain that the person behind Senior Sister Zhu, who is either helping me or testing me, is her grandfather."

Xue Jing pondered.

"It seems that he is an old man who likes to collect weapons... He knows that I have learned the skill of Perfection and I need a suitable weapon, so he sent me the 'Night Ice Cutting'... What does this mean? Is it just a simple congratulations?"

"It seems like it means well, but why can't I contact Senior Sister Zhu so far?"

"Or, it was not given by him, but Senior Sister Zhu stole his collection and gave it to me without permission, just like last time?"

It was difficult to speculate because too much basic information was missing. Xue Jing shook his head.

"Forget it, since it's a benefit, just take it and think about the future later."

He summoned the non-existent beast, opened its invisible giant jaws, and slowly placed the spear into the invisible crack.

Then he raised his head and looked at the old portrait hanging on the wall.

——Picture of a lion lying in Nirvana.

This was a gift from 'Zhi Ge'. After the banquet, Xue Jing called Ning Yuantai to confirm that it was the 'Beautiful Commander' of Zhi Ge who personally ordered it to be sent.

He did not know the value of the portrait. Only after asking Li Qi, who was shocked and obsessed, did he realize the value of this gift.

This portrait is a secret among Buddhist secrets. It is said that it was painted by Ananda, one of the ten great disciples of Buddha, in his own image nearly three thousand years ago, when Buddha Shakyamuni entered Nirvana.

At the time of his Nirvana, he was lying in the posture of a lion, with his head to the north and facing west, lying on his right side, with his left leg pressing on his right leg, his right hand bent under the pillow, and his left hand stretched out on the left side of his body, looking extremely peaceful and relaxed.

The lion is the king of beasts. It has no natural enemies and is at the top of all living things. Therefore, its sleeping posture is extremely relaxed, and it is not afraid of any creature approaching or attacking it. This sleeping posture contains extremely deep natural mysteries.

Buddha is an enlightened person. His sleeping posture is like a lion, which is also the most natural and relaxing posture in the world. When he falls asleep in the lion posture, his mind is not distracted and he does not lose his mindfulness. He does not have nightmares and often has auspicious and pure dreams.

Welcoming death in this posture can also reduce pain and allow for a peaceful passing.

According to Li Qi, by staring at this portrait and meditating, people with high comprehension will gradually be able to comprehend an extremely powerful Buddhist secret skill called "Nirvana Kung Fu".

"The original painting of the Lion Reclining in Nirvana is enshrined in the holy place where the Buddha attained Nirvana. This painting should have been copied by a master with profound attainments in Buddhism."

"It is said that the original picture does not look unusual on the surface, and is open to anyone in the world to view at will. Only masters with profound Buddhist knowledge and extraordinary understanding can perceive the special features and copy a miraculous picture containing the 'Nirvana Merit'."

"It may be because the realm of the original picture is too high and it returns to its original simplicity, so most people cannot understand it." Xue Jing stared at the Nirvana picture with a grim look.

The secret Nirvana Technique of Buddhism is known as the best sleeping technique in the world. It has many benefits. Through the medium of "sleep", it can quickly replenish physical strength and energy, purify consciousness, calm the mind, strengthen the spirit, eliminate worries, resolve inner demons, and increase lifespan... It has so many benefits that it is outrageous.

When one reaches a high level of practice, one can gradually develop the strength of a lion king through the lion's lying posture.

According to legend, Buddha Shakyamuni had never practiced any martial arts, but he was able to easily lift the giant elephant and throw it into the sky. It was not until three sunsets that the elephant fell to the ground, creating a big hole.

In his later years, Sakyamuni's height reached about six feet. He could lift a square boulder that was one hundred and twenty steps long and sixty steps wide with one hand, throw it to an invisible height in the sky, and catch it with his hand after it fell.

Such divine power is almost mythical.

As for modern Buddhist martial artists, those who have successfully mastered Nirvana Kung Fu to a high level have tremendous strength and are far superior to their peers. There are very few schools that can compete with Buddhist disciples in this regard.

Xue Jing often saw videos of skinny ascetic Buddhist monks on the Internet. They were skinny, with chapped lips, and looked extremely weak. They seemed to have difficulty holding a bowl, but they could easily lift boulders and pull out big trees. The visual effect was extremely exaggerated.

I think it is because of his profound knowledge of Buddhism and his success in practicing Nirvana.

"It's very effective, but the requirements for practicing it are extremely high. I'm afraid it's several levels higher than the Taoist cultivation required to practice Huang Po Gong."

"Not only does it require profound knowledge of Buddhism, but more importantly, it also requires an understanding of Buddhist principles. No matter how much ordinary people imitate by looking at pictures, at best they can only practice to the point where they can sleep better and be healthier."

Xue Jing placed his elbows on his knees and supported his chin with his palms.

"But... for me, no matter how high the requirements are, it doesn't matter."

"As long as you have a little connection with 'Wu', no matter if you are a Buddhist secret or a Taoist book, in front of [Zhenwu]..."

Xue Jing calmed down and stared at the portrait on the wall. He had no other thoughts in his mind and concentrated on sketching the scene in his mind based on the portrait.

Incredibly, without any difficulties or obstacles, he easily created a real scene in his mind based on the portrait.

Under the twin sal trees, on the lotus platform of great awakening, a gigantic Buddha, 6.1 meters tall, was lying quietly on his side on the lotus platform. His body, which possessed the thirty-two marks and eighty characteristics, was without a single flaw, and was the epitome of beauty in the world.

In front of him, the ten great disciples were by his side, and millions of believers were worshipping him. There were bursts of incense and layers of wonderful music. The Buddha was chanting something slowly, and his compassionate dark blue eyes gradually closed.

In a trance, as the scene became clearer and clearer, waves of Buddhist principles began to emerge in Xue Jing's mind. Along with the Buddha in his visualization, his eyes gradually began to close and a look of compassion appeared on his face.

At this moment, if there were people from the Buddhist community here, they would be amazed to see the compassionate temperament gradually emerging from Xue Jing.

He has never been exposed to Buddhism, but can comprehend Buddhist principles out of thin air. He is either the reincarnation of Buddha or a naturally enlightened person like the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, a legendary figure who can establish a new Buddhist school.

Xue Jing was immersed in the infinite Buddhist principles that emerged out of nowhere, and his body began to change posture naturally.

Put your legs together, lie on your side, head to the north and face west, lie on your right side, with left leg pressing on right leg, right hand bent under the pillow, left hand stretched out and placed on the left side of the body, like a lion king sleeping soundly on the grassland, like the Buddha entering Nirvana on the lotus platform, extremely peaceful and pure.

Gradually, he fell asleep and his body began to function on its own without him noticing.

Countless energy forces were automatically generated and began to circulate in his body along wonderfully complex routes. His mental consciousness was projected outward, affecting the changes in his body in some invisible form.

A faint golden glow began to appear on his body surface, and his originally extremely smooth skin became tighter and tighter. At the microscopic level, there seemed to be something extra in the connection between cells, and the connection between cells became tighter and tighter, and the gaps became smaller and smaller.

Tendons, flesh, bones, internal organs, brain... everything is undergoing subtle changes.

"Master..."

The door of the training room slowly opened, and a little head poked in.

As soon as Zong Shichan entered the room, he saw Xue Jing lying on the ground in a posture of nirvana, breathing deeply, his body emitting golden light, as if he was sleeping soundly.

She quickly covered her mouth, knowing that Xue Jing was practicing and didn't dare to disturb him.

After closing the door silently, Zong Shichan knelt down and looked at Xue Jing with infatuated eyes.

As she watched, for some reason, her thoughts began to shift from 'Master is so handsome' to 'Master is so great'.

She unconsciously put her hands together and bowed her head slightly towards Xue Jing, like a believer worshiping Buddha.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Xue Jing slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

His eyes were extremely clear, revealing a clean dark blue color, like a newborn baby, without any trace of filth or impurities.

An inexplicable wave of energy slowly spread out from his body, enveloping the entire training room with an aura of extreme majesty yet boundless compassion.

After feeling the changes in his body a little, Xue Jing blinked and opened the panel.

[Conditions have been met, activate skill: Sleep]

Sleep...

Xue Jing raised his eyebrows.

This skill that should be taken for granted has not been activated until now?
After thinking about it, he understood.

Activating panel skills requires a certain level of professionalism. For example, everyone acts out how they see themselves in the eyes of others in their daily lives. However, Xue Jing activated [Acting Skills] only after he had obtained the panel for a long time.

From this point of view, although everyone can sleep normally, Xue Jing did not reach the requirements to activate [Sleep] because he was not professional enough in sleeping...

"It really leaves me speechless."

Xue Jing complained.

He was just about to use the attribute table to see the changes in his attributes after practicing Nirvana, but he noticed that his young disciple was kneeling beside him, kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped together as if worshiping a Buddha, with a very pious expression.

Xue Jing frowned, walked over and put his hand on Zong Shichan's head, releasing and retracting his spiritual aura.

"Wow!!"

Zong Shichan was like a drowning man who was finally rescued and brought to shore. He began to breathe rapidly and looked at Xue Jing aggrievedly:
"Master...Master..."

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(End of this chapter)