Cultivating From Obtaining Experience

  Chapter 143 Yijin and marrow washing

   "King Kong is not bad. It turns out that Faxing Temple really has this technique, and the stories in the movies and novels are not completely made up!" Wang An said with a smile.

   "There is this skill, but it's not as magical as in novels and movies." The monk said with a smile.

   "Master, is there anyone in Faxing Temple who has practiced true qi?"

   "It should have happened before Shizu, but I haven't seen it after him so far." The monk said truthfully.

   "More guidance from the masters."

   "The poor monk couldn't help the benefactor." The monk said.

   "It has been a great help, at least let me know that the true energy is real."

  The monk's words cleared a cloud of mist for him. Wang An also knew that it was inconvenient for him to ask more about the exercises. These were all secrets of a sect, and it was getting late, so he had to go down the mountain.

  He bid farewell to the monk and went down the mountain.

  The old monk stared at Wang An's back as he descended the mountain, "This benefactor seems to have gone farther than me!"

  After going down the mountain, Wang An was in the hotel thinking about the conversation he had with the monk just now on the mountain.

   "Practice the kung fu to an extreme, which should be tempering the body, and exercise the physical body to an extreme. As for the practice of Buddhism, it should be a spiritual cultivation.

  In this way, the path taken by the old Zen master is somewhat similar to that of Zhou Dian. However, Zhou Dian used Chidan as the "introduction". What about the old Zen master? "

  Wang An thought a lot that night. After another day, the sky was gloomy in the morning, and it seemed that it would rain at any time. Wang An took an umbrella and went up the mountain again.

  He went to Faxing Temple again, stopped in front of the Sutra Pavilion for a long time, then went to the back mountain, and came to the practice place of the Chan Master Yongcheng.

   "I interrupted the master's practice."

   "Not to mention disturbing, seeing sentient beings is also practice." That monk Yongcheng said calmly.

   "Master, I would like to ask a question, did your master take any foreign substances such as pills when he was retreating?"

  The monk was slightly taken aback after hearing this, a little surprised, he was silent for a long time.

   "Master, if you find it inconvenient to tell, then just pretend I didn't ask." Wang Andao, he already knew the answer.

  If the old Zen master didn’t take foreign things or Chan Master Yongcheng didn’t know, he would definitely say it directly. The hesitation in front of him should obviously know that his master also took foreign things.

   It is very likely that it is similar to the Chidan that Zhou Dian took.

   "I heard from Master that Master indeed took the elixir made by Faxing Temple when he was retreating." The old monk finally answered Wang An's question.

   "One more question, the old Zen master is still alive, or..."

   "He has passed away, exactly one hundred and eight years old."

   "It's already a very long life." Wang An said after hearing that, at this age, he can definitely live up to the word "longevity".

   "In fact, he could have lived longer, but unfortunately something happened..."

"Accident?"

   "The master wanted to teach my master the exercises, but both of them had accidents."

   "Teaching Gong?"

  Monk Yongcheng's words brightened Wang An's eyes. He was a little surprised when he heard it. Could it be that the "true energy" can be passed on to others like the kind of teaching in the novel? If this is the case, it should also be used to treat diseases.

   "Because of that accident, both my master and ancestor were injured, and they passed away in less than a week." Mentoring the accident, Monk Yongcheng's eyes showed a bit of sadness.

   "Sorry for bringing up Master's sadness."

   "The old man is gone, and it can be regarded as a relief, but the poor monk still can't cultivate well, and can't see through." Monk Yongcheng said.

   "Thank you, master, for clarifying the confusion." Wang An bowed after listening.

   "The donor is very polite."

   At this time, the sky began to rain, and the raindrops fell with a crackling sound.

   "The donor may as well go to this temple to take shelter from the rain."

   "Don't bother Master Qingxiu, and leave." Wang An held an umbrella and went down the mountain. After walking a certain distance, he looked back at the deserted temple under the rain.

  This old monk should be the inheritor and guardian of these sects like the old Taoist priest he met on Mount Taihe. If Wang An's guess is correct, that Chan Master Yongcheng is also practicing the "King Kong Immortal Art".

  As the rain got heavier, Wang An walked down the mountain along the mountain road. The surrounding stands in the rain curtain, and the mountain scenery in the rain has a special charm.

   "I don't know what age Zhou Dian was when he took Chidan, but Chan Master Yongcheng mentioned that his master was in his seventies when he reached that step."

  At the age of more than seventy years old, his vitality and blood should have already decayed. Even if he has made some achievements in the exercises, it may be difficult for his body's various skills and organs to return to the state of his youth.

   There is a saying that "fist is afraid of the young", which makes sense.

  As for the idea of ​​"passing on skills", Wang An didn't think about it for the time being, after all, he hadn't even cultivated "true qi" until now. "

   So far, it can be said that half of the purpose of his trip has been achieved.

  He also has another wish to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to see the legendary "Yi Jin Jing" and the seventy-two unique skills. After thinking about it, he called Lu Xiangyi.

"What's up?"

   "Are you familiar with Faxing Temple?"

   "I have been there a few times, and I was lucky enough to meet the abbot Zen Master there, and chatted with him for a while. Did you encounter any trouble there?"

   "I want to go into the Sutra Library to have a look at the scriptures inside, but the rules here are very strict, is there anything you can do?"

   "What scripture do you want to read, it won't be "Yi Jin Jing"?"

   "Well, if possible, I would also like to see the Vajra Immortality and Seventy-Two Special Skills. Don't you have a big face, a wide network, and many ways? Is there any way?"

   "You really think highly of me. Do you think Faxing Temple is a place where my house is open? Tsk, since you have said so, I have to think of a way. If you are not in a hurry, you can stay there for two days."

   "I'm in no rush, thank you."

  In the next two days, Wang An did not go to Faxing Temple, but picked those remote temples that looked a little deserted. Not to mention, he found two more monks, both in their fifties, and one of them had an apprentice.

  Wang An chatted with them a few words, and it can be seen that they are all people with real kung fu, and they should be the same type of people as the monk Yongcheng.

   On the fourth day after the phone call, Lu Xiangyi actually came to the foot of Zhongyue Mountain in person.

   "Why did you come in person?"

   "Otherwise, you don't think I can make you unimpeded in Faxing Temple with a single phone call?"

  Wang An smiled, "Let's go, let's go up the mountain."

  Then the two of them came up to the mountain, and Lu Xiangyi actually met the abbot when he came forward. After some conversation, the abbot really let them enter the scripture storage pavilion, but there were two monks following him.

  The identities of the two of them have also been registered with their real names.

  Two people entered the Sutra Pavilion. A considerable part of the books in the Sutra Pavilion are scriptures, and only a part of them are related to Kung Fu.

  Wang An and the others can only watch but not take pictures or record. He got his wish and saw the legendary "Yi Jin Jing", but unfortunately it was a copy, which was not as mysterious as he imagined. The 12 movements seemed to be nothing special, accompanied by text descriptions, which seemed to be very similar to those circulated on the Internet.

   "Sure enough, this exercise is similar to Wu Qin Xi."

  Up to now, Wang An has come into contact with a lot of cultivation methods. Through these years of experience and practice, his vision and insight are beyond the reach of ordinary people. He could tell at a glance that there was something in this thin booklet.

   It is rumored that practicing the "Yi Jin Jing" can regenerate a person, and it is possible to wash the marrow by Yi Jin, because he has achieved such an effect by practicing Wu Qin Xi.

  The function of this type of exercises is to change a person's aptitude and continuously raise the upper limit of a person's physical fitness. This is like your original overall physical fitness is not average, but after practicing this method, you can obtain a physical fitness that exceeds that of a professional sports athlete.

  Then he read the "Washing the Marrow Sutra". Compared with the "Yi Jin Jing", this sutra is incomplete, and there are mostly words on it, which makes it a bit mysterious and difficult to understand.

   After reading these two books, Wang An read "King Kong Is Not Bad". This book also has more than a dozen pictures, and each picture has text.

  Wang An's memory is amazing now, and he can basically remember these pictures and texts after reading them several times. After reading these three exercises, Wang An didn't read any more, and left the Sutra Pavilion voluntarily.

  After coming out of the Sutra Pavilion, they originally wanted to pay homage to Zen Master Abbot, but unexpectedly, Zen Master Abbot was receiving an important guest, so the two of them asked the monk who accompanied them to convey it, and the two went down the mountain.

   "How is it, what are the gains?"

   "The people from this big family are different, and the face is great!"

   "I'm not talking about this matter, I mean what do you gain from reading those few martial arts cheat books?"

   "It's rewarding, very rewarding." Wang An nodded.

   "How many cheat books can you understand?"

   "Slightly understand."

   "Then tell me about it."

   "What are you talking about?" Wang An asked back.

   "What did you learn from those cheat books?"

   ""Yi Jin Jing" should be a Kung Fu for external strength. Regular practice of this Kung Fu can make people's energy and blood strong, healthy, and free from all diseases. It is said to be martial arts, but in fact it is more like a kind of Kung Fu for health preservation. It is similar to Wu Qin Xi and Ba Duan Jin.

  If you practice well, it may really have the effect of Yi Jin Xie marrow.

  As for the "Marrow Washing Sutra", I think it is more like "meditating and refining the spirit". The "marrow" in the marrow washing does not refer to the bone marrow, but the inner spirit and soul. Practicing this method should make people's hearts pure and strong.

  As for "King Kong Immortal Art", it should be similar to "Yi Jin Jing". The specific differences need to be practiced to know. "

   "I just watched Kungfu for a while and thought of so much. No wonder you can practice Kungfu to this extent. Are you going to practice it?"

   "It doesn't have to be practiced, but you can learn from it. Stones from other mountains can be used to make jade. Thank you this time."

  After going down the mountain, Wang An returned to the hotel, and according to his own memory, he actually wrote down the contents of the three cheat books he saw completely, and even drew the dozens of pictures in them.

   It wasn't until night that Lu Xiangyi knocked on the door before he got up and went out.

   "You don't answer the phone, what are you doing in there?"

   "Think about something."

   "Don't think about it, go out and eat something."

"OK."

  The two of them came to a restaurant outside and ordered a few dishes. Wang An made an exception and asked for a bottle of wine.

   "Thank you!" After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and made a phone call from Hu'an, which was not far away. To be honest, Wang An was a little surprised and moved.

   "If you need my help when you encounter anything in the future, please let me know."

   "Then I have to think about it quickly, don't pass by the village without this store." Lu Xiangyi smiled after hearing this, "Is there something to gain from coming to Zhongyue?"

   "I have gained a lot. Half of the fog blocking my eyes has dispersed, and I can vaguely see the way up the mountain."

   "It's so mysterious that people can't understand?" Lu Xiangyi smiled, and the smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a look of surprise.

   "Wait a minute, Lu? You, don't you know how to cultivate true qi?"

   "I have some ideas, I'll wait for your Chi Dan." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Must that be?"

   "There should be a kind of secret medicine in this Faxing Temple, just like the small redemption pill and the big redemption pill written in the novel, if you have a way to get one, I'll try it."

   "Are you kidding, do you think the gang of monks in Faxing Temple can only perform? Do you think Faxing Temple is as simple as it looks on the surface? There are several disciples of Faxing Temple in our bureau."

   "There are quite a lot of twists and turns."

   "How long are you going to stay in Faxing Temple?"

   "I'll go back tomorrow." Wang An took a bite of the dish.

"So fast?"

   "The purpose of this trip has been achieved, what are you doing here, become a monk?" Wang An said with a smile.

   "Come on, then go back."

  The two of them returned to Hu'an the next day. At this time, Li Xinzhu had already found someone to decorate his new house. Wang An chose the king crab restaurant to treat him to a meal.

   "I may spend more time in my hometown during this time."

   "Okay, let me know if there is anything."

   "Come, eat, your favorite king crab."

   They were having dinner when Li Xinzhu's cell phone rang.

   "Hey, it's me, what, um, I see." After hanging up the phone, Li Xinzhu put down his chopsticks. "Remember the guy who twisted people into twists last time?"

   "Found him?"

   "He committed a crime again, but this time it wasn't in our Hu'an, but in Hecheng next door. There are five members of his family, and none of them is left behind. It's really cruel!" Li Xinzhu exclaimed.

   "Such people should be used as targets, and keeping them is a disaster."

   "How is Li Juewen's son?"

   "Well, don't tell me, your method is really good. Now he is trembling when he sees gambling, and his eyes are full of fear. It is estimated that this addiction is probably quit. There is one more thing to tell you.

  I set up a company and you have ten percent of the shares. "

"so much?"

   "You gave me too much." Li Xinzhu said with a smile.

   "What's the name of the company?"

  (end of this chapter)