Chapter 9, Regression
The vital essence is sufficient! It is time to cultivate internal energy on your own
"How did you know it was me?" This person is indeed Shuang'er; she has obediently stayed beside the Shaolin Temple, but today upon hearing that a daring rogue had kidnapped Wei Xiaobao, she immediately came to the rescue
Haha... good Shuang'er, come here for a kiss! Fang Ming is in an exceptionally good mood today, feeling a release from the long-held suppressed emotions, and unexpectedly engaged in a rare light-hearted act, directly kissing Shuang'er's cheek.
Fang Ming opened his eyes and stretched lazily with a sense of contentment
At this moment, an unexpected change occurred
This process was experienced once long ago in the world of "The Deer and the Cauldron," and now it is even more familiar and effortless.
At this moment, it is easiest to fall asleep, and Fang Ming also yawned
Fang Ming immediately took out the hard work he had put into studying for the college entrance examination and the effort he had exerted to pass the English Level 4 exam in university, and began to force himself to memorize the secret techniques.
Arahant's divine skill! Upon witnessing this situation, Fang Ming immediately activated the Arahant's divine skill, guiding the newly generated true energy to circulate within his body, diligently absorbing the residual essence from various sources
You ... ... '' Shuang'er held onto Wei Xiaobao, remaining still.
Who awakens first from the great dream? In my life, I know myself! Good dreams! Oh, good dreams!
At that moment, I was suddenly called by name, which took me by surprise
Fang Ming immediately opened a book titled "The Bodhi Heart Method," stepping on the unconscious Wei Xiaobao with one foot, while he began to memorize it repeatedly, striving for no omissions or deficiencies
Subsequently, his expression suddenly changed.
At this moment, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and even the incense beside it has burned for less than half its length
In ancient times, it was said that a day in the heavens equates to a year on earth, but little did I expect that the time difference between the Great Qian world and the world of "The Deer and the Cauldron" is even more terrifying. I have spent six months in "The Deer and the Cauldron," while only a few minutes have passed here www.hetushucomcom
After completing the practice, Fang Ming opened his eyes, and a glimmer of brilliance flashed.
But she immediately gritted her teeth, her voice so soft it was like the buzzing of a mosquito: "I beg you... please let my young master go, and you can do as you wish with Shuang'er..."
He moved his body and suddenly leaped into the air
Fang Ming's true body seemed like the roots of a thirsty plant in the desert, eagerly absorbing this surge of heat
The scripture repository is extremely rich in texts, but Fang Ming only focused on martial arts manuals. With the ability to read ten lines at a glance and possessing a remarkable talent for understanding languages and scripts, he naturally managed to browse through them all very quickly
Fang Ming sat cross-legged, and immediately fell into a state of neither joy nor sorrow, his entire being subtly exuding a sense of Zen, imbued with an essence of emptiness, mystery, and tranquility
Fang Ming shook his body, and immediately a series of popping sounds like exploding beans emanated from him, even causing his stature to seem to increase slightly.
Fang Ming is well aware that these profound Shaolin martial arts, especially the Seventy-Two Unique Skills, must be accompanied by corresponding Buddhist teachings to dispel malevolent energy; otherwise, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo serve as examples.
With a single punch, the technique used was the Black Tiger Prowling Heart, fully unleashing the internal power of the Arhat Divine Skill
Shuang'er stared blankly at Fang Ming, unsure of what to make of this little monk who was sometimes good and sometimes bad.
Therefore, although a circle of Shaolin monks surrounded the lake, and Master Huicong proclaimed the Buddha's name, there was an underlying sense of helplessness.
The various sitting postures and breathing techniques of the Nine Images and Six Sitting Statues flowed slowly by, while the muscles and blood within Fang Ming surged and moved, surprisingly producing a sound akin to that of lead and mercury.
Meanwhile, the other two shadows lunged at Fang Ming, employing the Dragon Claw and Tiger Claw techniques to strike at his vital points, accompanied by the faint sound of hidden weapons slicing through the air
Upon witnessing this scene, Fang Ming felt a slight regret in his heart. He was a time traveler and had regarded the characters from "The Deer and the Cauldron" as NPCs, which naturally led him to act somewhat casually. This was not acceptable
What the hell, while others are troubled by the lack of martial arts manuals, I am troubled by having too many! No, I can't be choosy anymore, otherwise there won't be enough time!
Have you not seen that many monks from the Shaolin Temple, who have practiced several of the seventy-two unique skills throughout the generations, are still living well?
Fang Ming sighed
In such a scene, could it be that this individual is truly a reincarnation of a great virtue? Otherwise, how could there be such a sight of a high monk's rainbow transformation
In the world of Da Qian, within the Huichun Hall
Wonderful! How wonderful! Fang Ming said: "My body has not been well since childhood, suffering many deficiencies. I originally wanted to find a way to supplement and gradually nurture it, but now the essence from another world has resolved this issue all at once!"
A white beam of light completely enveloped him
Alright, alright! Don't cry, don't cry! At worst, I just won't kiss you!
Fortunately, he has lived two lives and possesses an exceptional memory; otherwise, it would indeed be somewhat troublesome
Accompanied by a soft sound, a thread of pure and genuine internal energy was generated within Fang Ming's dantian
"You have come at the right time! I knew you would not be willing to give up!" Fang Ming let out a long howl, and having achieved his desire, he was already fearless.
And the high monks present witnessed a remarkable scene: within the beam of light, Fang Ming's body shattered layer by layer, and finally, a jade-colored token flew out, resembling a meteor, streaking across the sky
The command for the martial demonstration roared, and a surge of heat erupted from its center, instantly circulating throughout the body
For a time, a question lingered in the minds of the assembled monks, entwined in the pages of the scriptures.
Having chosen the "Shadow Following Leg Technique," I then thought that in the future, as I traverse the martial world, I must not neglect the skills associated with weaponry, so I also picked up a book on the "Breaking the Precept Sword Technique"
What are you laughing at?" Shuang'er asked
After a set of Shaolin Long Fist, Fang Ming then switched to using "Luohan Fist," which is his most proficient style of martial arts and his skill in times of confrontation. Although he had already learned the Tiger Fist, the transitions between the moves were still somewhat awkward, so he usually relied on Luohan Fist in combat.
"Young Master! He is bullying me..." As Shuang'er spoke in a rush, tears streamed down her face like pearls.
Hmph! The shadow let out a soft moan, the voice delicate, surprisingly belonging to a woman
Is this ... ... the essence? Or is it the essence that completely corresponds with my own body!" Fang Ming was taken aback for a moment, then immediately thought of the origin of these essences
The Bodhicitta practice is a mental discipline that can only be cultivated by the high monks of the Bodhi Monastery. It is said that when mastered to a profound level, the mind becomes like a clear mirror, impervious to all evils, and possesses the ability to transform poison, which is highly valued by Fang Ming.
The world of "The Deer and the Cauldron" is actually real! Everything I obtained there has also been brought over by the martial arts decree, and it seems to have been refined, appearing even more exquisite!
Bang!
After three months of diligent practice, the thirty-three forms of this long fist have been firmly etched in Fang Ming's mind. At this moment, when executed, they flow with such familiarity that not a trace of awkwardness is evident
As night deepens, it has unknowingly reached the hour of Zi.
Hmm! You are Shuang'er! Truly loyal!" Fang Ming recalled for a moment and guessed the identity of this woman
Therefore, I do not intend to practice all of them; I plan to find a few that suit me.
Fang Mingqiang forcibly suppressed the greed in his heart and compiled the *Diagram* and *Book*, gazing at the six volumes of secret manuals on the table, tears streaming down his face.
Fang Ming sighed, and suddenly the military orders in his mind shone brightly
After careful selection, it is evident that the Sutra Repository is indeed a treasure trove. Not to mention the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, I have managed to find around forty to fifty volumes, while numerous other miscellaneous martial arts techniques are also abundant.
Fang Ming teased the little girl playfully
Shaolin Long Fist
Next, Fang Ming, being straightforward and unreserved, chose the "Great Stone Breaking Hand" for his fist techniques, while for his finger techniques, he selected the Iron Finger Zen and its advanced version, "One Finger Zen"
The two formidable individuals mentioned above have mastered all seventy-two ultimate skills, yet without the proper methods, they have ended up in a state of chronic illness. Fang Ming, confident in his background as a genuine Shaolin disciple and having studied Buddhist teachings for a period, believes that if he only practices two or three techniques, it will certainly not pose any problem
After undergoing the cultivation of Arhat divine skills and the infusion of vital essence, that trace of true energy is continuously growing stronger
Fang Ming rubbed his eyes; after a hard night of effort, he had finally memorized the seventy-two unique skills carefully selected from six books, ensuring that he would not forget them.
Fang Ming immediately realized that he should have noticed this kind of thing during his last traversal. However, in the form of a small beggar in the world of the Seven Weapons, he had never learned any martial arts and almost faced death in the end. All he brought back were injuries, without any essence. Therefore, he felt nothing, only a faint pain in his chest for a few days.
... ...
First is the internal martial arts technique. After the Arhat divine skill, there were originally other advanced paths, but this book "Bodhi Heart Method" is the best!" Fang Ming first selected a martial arts manual.
An old monk dressed in a robe waved his hands continuously, and wherever a cloud of dust passed, whether it was an oil lamp, firewood, or a candle, they all extinguished in response, without even raising a wisp of smoke.
The implied threat is also very clear: if you dare to launch a strong attack, be careful that I will set the entire Sutra Repository on fire!
Crack! Crack! The window shattered, and a small figure dressed in water gear darted straight towards Fang Ming, moving with incredible speed
Fang Ming casually lifted the water-soaked towel, revealing a delicate and charming young girl's face.
Shuang'er hurriedly opened her arms to catch him, but unexpectedly, Fang Ming had already approached her, extending a finger to press on her acupoint.
Haha ... ... unexpectedly, Fang Ming suddenly burst into laughter
Haha! Good for you, your husband still gives you!
Fang Ming kicked Wei Xiaobao, who was lying on the ground, towards Shuang'er. Although Wei Xiaobao was just a child, he weighed around fifty to sixty jin, yet he was surprisingly kicked into the air by him
I laugh at myself for being too impatient; I had originally planned to let this little rascal go, but now it seems, unfortunately, unfortunately, I should have asked for a bit more benefit...
However, the monks outside, upon witnessing the incident at the Sutra Repository, immediately rushed in to take action
At that moment, the door frame broke, and several dark figures burst in.
Fang Ming wiped away Shuang Er's tears with his sleeve
If it were the essence of an outsider, it certainly could not be absorbed casually. However, this essence is a culmination of Fang Ming's own cultivation from "The Deer and the Cauldron." It is originally one entity, and after being refined through the martial arts decree and time-space traversal, there is naturally no issue whatsoever
Click!
Unknowingly, the six volumes of the secret manuals have come into my possession
As night fell, the lights in the Sutra Repository were bright, yet Fang Ming had taken out candles, oil, and even firewood for illumination
What else is there to say? Just memorize it!
Good skills! However, these are of no use at all