I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Kong Shen traced the mark on the blank jade slip, put it away, and turned to Qin Shu to say goodbye: "Thank you for the formation, I'll go back now."

Qin Shu: "?"

Going back now?

Kong Shen was obviously a little embarrassed when he said this. He smiled awkwardly and explained: "I ran away secretly. If Master knew about it, I might be locked up for two more days. I will be released tomorrow. Junior sister, wait for me tomorrow morning, I will come to take you to find Uncle Wangchi!"

Qin Shu sighed, thinking that it would only take another half a day, so she nodded in agreement.

Night gradually fell, Qin Shu opened the window and looked outside.

The layout of the Zen room in Putuo Temple is not the same as theirs. There is no skylight here, which means that she cannot guarantee that she will be illuminated by the moonlight all night.

Now that there is a big snake, Qin Shu knows that her cultivation will not cause a riot of spiritual energy, so she is not as cautious as she was at the beginning.

She picked up the futon in the house, came to the courtyard and sat down carelessly, and began to meditate.

The competition was approaching, and all the major sects were paying attention to each other.

Qin Shu's action was seen by many people. Everyone was curious, but no one came forward to ask.

It was not until dawn that Kong Shen hurried over and woke up Qin Shu who was meditating.

"Didn't you say you were going to find Uncle Wangchi? Why don't you hurry up?"

Qin Shu looked up at the moonlight that had not yet completely set in the sky, and her expression was a little shocked.

"So early?"

Kong Shen urged her to hurry up and said, "It's still early?! Don't you see what time it is? Uncle Wangchi's morning class has always been at 3:30 in the morning. If we are slower, we will be late."

Qin Shu didn't hesitate, picked up her futon and put it away, and followed Kong Shen to the practice hall.

As she walked, she asked, "Brother Kong Shen, isn't there going to be a sect competition today? Wouldn't it be a bit bad if we're not here?"

Kong Shen wasn't worried about this at all, "Don't worry, our abbot is very eloquent. As long as he's here, the competition may not officially start until noon. The abbot never lets us down."

Qin Shu thought of the principal when she was in high school. Every time he gave a midterm or final speech, he would always talk for two or three hours. He talked about test scores, study methods, and then combined with classic cases at home and abroad, and expanded to the philosophy of life...

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't know who would be better if the principal came through and competed with the abbot of Putuo Temple?

She was thinking about it in her mind, but her steps didn't stop. The two hurried to the practice hall.

The crowded place that Qin Shu imagined never appeared. There were only three disciples, and there were only five people including the two of them.

Qin Shu glanced at Kong Shen in surprise. Kong Shen saw what she was thinking at a glance, and whispered to her, "Master Wangchi is very strict in teaching. Many disciples only come once and never come again."

If his master hadn't pressed him hard, he would have given up.

Master Wangchi didn't force anyone. He would teach whoever came. It didn't matter if they didn't come. He was happy to be free.

But today, his eyes fell on Qin Shu for a longer time. The reason was that this was the first girl he taught in his lifetime.

If he remembered correctly, he was teaching Iron Head Kung Fu, right? Why would a girl come to join in the fun? Could she have been teased?

It didn't matter if she was teased. I guess she wouldn't come tomorrow.

Recently, I heard the abbot say that the eight major sects would come to their Wanfatai for a competition. I don't know which sect this girl is from.

Others also glanced at Qin Shu secretly. Qin Shu, under everyone's attention, followed Kong Shen and lined up behind other senior brothers.

Wangchi did not ask any more questions. He explained the key points of practicing Iron Head Kung Fu to the disciples again and let them practice on their own.

Qin Shu was the only one who came for the first time among the five people. She curiously watched the other brothers practicing Qi while hitting their heads with wooden boards.

This wooden board is not ordinary wood, but iron wood from the world of immortal cultivation.

She held a wooden board in her hand and could not let go for a long time.

This... If the board hits, won't there be a big bump on the head?

I don't know if she understood the skill that Venerable Wangchi just talked about correctly?

Qin Shu frowned and met Venerable Wangchi's eyes when she looked up. He stood in front of her steadily, watching her movements.

Qin Shu closed her eyes, made up her mind, and hit her head with the board.

However, the board did not fall on her head. She was slightly startled. When she looked up, she saw Venerable Wangchi holding the wooden board with one hand and looking down at her.

It really felt like a Buddha looking at all living beings.

"Venerable... Venerable..." Qin Shu called softly.

Then the Venerable Wangchi said, "Your method is wrong. You will hurt yourself."

Qin Shu quickly collected her thoughts, bowed respectfully to the Venerable Wangchi, and said, "Please give me some advice, Venerable."

The Venerable Wangchi did not answer her directly, but talked to her about Buddhism.

"The Buddha...a golden body of 10 feet tall, can change and transform, no matter how big or small, all-pervasive, and save all living beings..."

Qin Shu looked at him curiously, with a look of confusion.

The Venerable Wangchi met her confused eyes, thought about it, and laughed, "You are young, it doesn't matter if you don't understand these. We Buddhists learn Iron Head Kung Fu, which seems to be a practice, but if we want to practice this practice to a high level, Buddhism is the foundation..."

Qin Shu nodded slightly, as if she had listened to some of it.

After saying this, Venerable Wangchi asked Qin Shu again: "Have you ever read any sutras?"

Qin Shu thought for a moment, nodded, and replied: "Lotus Sutra."

"Not bad."

Qin Shu didn't know what he meant by "not bad". Was he saying that the Lotus Sutra was good, or that she was good?

Venerable Wangchi didn't explain too much, and said directly: "Your operation of the technique just now was not right. You used spiritual energy to protect your head. Even if this wooden board was broken, it was the credit of spiritual energy. What does it have to do with your head?"

Qin Shu looked at the wooden board in her hand, thinking about Venerable Wangchi's words, and gradually fell into deep thought.

The Lotus Sutra advocates that all living beings have Buddha nature, and the Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle and sacrificed his life for righteousness.

For Buddhist practitioners, taking a step back will open up a new world.

Perhaps practicing this technique can also be a step back to advance. The technique should not protect the brain, but should find a way to remove the force on the head.

After figuring out this level, Qin Shu had experience. Her body-building skills also had a place to release force. Once she had mastered it...

She tried to pick up the wooden board again, dissipated all the spiritual energy lingering in her head, picked up the wooden board and tapped it lightly.

She remembered this feeling.