Chapter 80 Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist
Chapter 80 Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist
The abbot of Jinguang Temple, Yankong, personally went out of the mountain gate to welcome Xu Qing, and the group arrived at the Main Hall.
On the way, Xu Qing noticed Yan Kong's palm.
The monk was at least fifty years old, but his palms holding the rosary were still smooth and delicate, with a jade-like luster.
In addition, the old monk's fingers are slender and the joints are thick. Upon closer observation, one can see that he has the momentum of breaking stones and shattering rocks, which is breathtaking.
"Guardian Ma once said that his Iron Sand Palm can only be considered second- or third-rate Kung Fu in the Great Chan Temple. In the Great Chan Temple, the only palm technique that can be truly considered first-rate is the Vajra Palm. In fact, any Buddhist Kung Fu that has the word 'Vajra' in its title is definitely not bad."
"Could it be that the old monk Yan Kong is practicing the mighty Vajra Palm?"
The energy and blood in Yan Kong's body did not give Xu Qing the same oppressive feeling as that of King Lin and Eunuch Zhao. This was because of his old age and the decline of his energy and blood.
If he used the secret method of destroying vitality, perhaps Old Monk Yan Kong could regain his peak combat power, but it would definitely not last long.
"I wonder what instructions Xu Sanyuan has for coming up the mountain?" Yan Kong exchanged pleasantries with Xu Qing all the way. When they reached the back of the main hall, he dismissed all the outsiders before asking Xu Qing about his purpose.
"I don't dare to take your orders, but I have a trivial matter and would like to ask the master to send someone to help me."
"The whole temple is indebted to Xu Sanyuan for his care. It is our duty to do our best for you." Yan Kong did not ask for details but made a promise first.
No matter what, this attitude really benefits Xu Qing.
Xu Qing then told the story of the three-tailed black fox.
Yan Kong heard this and said, "So it's about the monster. This monster has been lingering in Jiangning Prefecture for a long time. In recent years, it has become more and more powerful. It has secretly attacked our temple several times. Unfortunately, our temple has not been able to catch this monster and it has escaped. If we can catch it, it will be a relief for our temple."
Xu Qing was surprised: "How dare this monster come to trouble your temple?"
Yan Kong: "It's probably because there is a relic pagoda left by the Red Moon Patriarch in this temple, and a monster is suppressed inside. The three-tailed black fox should have inherited the legacy left by the monster in the pagoda in Qixia Mountain, so it became powerful and was inspired by it, and wanted to rescue the monster in the relic pagoda."
"I see."
Yankong folded his hands and said, "This stupa needs to be repaired with gold powder, which is also a major expense for our temple. If it weren't for Xu Sanyuan's help, our temple would have to sell its property."
Xu Qing asked: "Is gold useful for subduing demons and monsters?"
Yan Kong looked at Xu Qing in surprise and said curiously, "Xu Sanyuan is also a practitioner of this art. Could it be that he doesn't know that gold can seal the soul? Naturally, it can be used to seal the demon soul."
Xu Qing was slightly surprised, and then he remembered that there was a medical record that gold has the effect of "calming the mind and soothing the nerves."
From this reasoning, what Yan Kong said was not nonsense.
Xu Qing asked curiously, "I have never seen a so-called monster in my life. I wonder if you can let me take a look at the relic pagoda in your temple to satisfy my curiosity."
Yan Kong heard this and hesitated for a while before saying, "The relic pagoda is sealed by the Red Moon Patriarch, so it is safe for the time being. However, the monster in the pagoda is not an ordinary monster, so Xu Sanyuan must not use his soul to leave the body to avoid accidents."
Xu Qing nodded, "I will definitely follow the master's words."
Yankong: "Xu Sanyuan is indeed different from other scholars. Many scholars usually keep their distance from ghosts and gods, but before the exam, they come to pray to gods and Buddhas."
"They don't have the same experience as me, so it's normal for them not to believe it." Xu Qing replied slowly.
The two chatted as they arrived at the inner courtyard of Jinguang Temple, where a six-foot-tall stupa appeared, with many stone carvings of words with strange meanings carved on it.
"Master, what are these stone carvings for?"
Yan Kong: "This is the text left by the Red Moon Patriarch. No one in this temple has been able to comprehend the profound meaning of it for many years."
Xu Qing looked at the text and also felt that the meaning was extremely strange.
But he felt that the text must have a purpose, so he secretly entered a state of absolute concentration and forced himself to memorize the stone carvings on the tower.
After Xu Qing finished memorizing, he was afraid that he would miss something as time passed, so he wanted to go back early to copy what he remembered, and then said goodbye to Yan Kong.
Yan Kong naturally did not force him to stay.
The two parties also agreed on a time to go into the mountains to hunt foxes.
It happened to be the winter solstice.
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"Abbot, why don't you tell Xu Sanyuan directly that the stone inscriptions are the secret of our temple's Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist. This way, he will also know that our temple is doing him a favor."
After Xu Qing left, Fa Yue started to ask Yan Kong.
Yan Kong: "All the cultivation methods in the world, when they reach the top, are to cultivate both the soul and the body. Xu Sanyuan is no exception in this regard. But you also know that to cultivate the martial arts to a high level, one must unite the soul and the body and condense the fist intention.
But at this point, the soul cannot leave the body, nor can it perform Taoist magic. Unless there is a great opportunity, it is necessary to choose between the two.
If we teach him the Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist directly, we will have to tell him about the unity of martial arts, which is the unity of body and soul. Wouldn't that be the same as asking him to give up Taoism? Wouldn't he think we did it on purpose? If he doesn't give up, how can we help him find an opportunity to have the best of both worlds in the future?
Now let's pretend we know nothing. He learned Kung Fu secretly. Whether it is a blessing or a curse in the future has nothing to do with our temple. Besides, our temple's rules have always been that Kung Fu is not to be passed on to outsiders. How can we break it?"
Fa Yue couldn't help but admire that the old ones are the wisest.
He is still too young.
It’s not the size of the resentment that’s to be feared; it’s people that are the most to be feared.
Their relationship with Xu Qing is a double-edged sword.
Being too close is not necessarily a good thing.
But if you think about it carefully, isn't it that the old monk wants him to not be too close to Xu Qing, so that Xu Qing won't become his backer and help him get promoted early?
Maybe he was overthinking it. The master wouldn't be so insidious.
Alas, thinking of the former abbot, Uncle Yanzhi, who was picking up manure in the vegetable garden, Fayue felt that he had no choice but to think too much.
Forget it, just have less abbot.
Maitreya Buddha has been the future Buddha for eons, isn’t he still in that position?
"Amitabha." Fayue chanted the Buddha's name and temporarily put aside the idea of becoming the most powerful.
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Xu Qing returned to the study and asked Qiuxiang to grind the ink. He then wrote paragraphs of words on a piece of white paper, trying his best to make them look similar to the stone inscriptions on the pagoda.
After Xu Qing finished writing, he pondered the scriptures over and over again. The more he pondered, the more upset he felt.
These words are complete bullshit.
He was used to reading the Four Books and Five Classics as well as the classic eight-part essays. These were the essence of wisdom summarized from the writings of predecessors. Even if he didn't understand them, he would feel at ease after reading them more.
Unlike these words, the more you think about their meaning, the more it makes no sense and you feel so frustrated that you want to vomit.
"Am I overthinking it? These words are meaningless?"
Xu Qing read it carefully and felt something was wrong.
These words always gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He couldn't help but read it out loud, trying to find the secret of these words through reciting. Xu Qing read it over and over again, and the more he read, the more familiar he felt.
But the meaning of these words is clearly very strange and makes no sense at all.
"Puchi." Xu Qing heard Qiuxiang suddenly laugh.
He then remembered that in order to write the words quickly, he asked Qiuxiang to help grind the ink. Before the little maid left, Xu Qing asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Qiuxiang saw that Xu Qing seemed a little angry, and knew that she had lost her composure. She could not help but kneel down and kowtow in panic, "Master, please forgive me. I will never dare to do it again."
Seeing this, Xu Qing sighed and said, "It has nothing to do with you. You can go down first."
Qiuxiang kowtowed to express her gratitude and walked out carefully.
Just as he reached the door, Xu Qing seemed to remember something and asked, "Is there anything funny about this text?"
Qiuxiang: "I just accidentally remembered that when I was a child, I went to the temple fair and the monks chanted in this way. My sister and I even learned to talk like the masters, so I couldn't help laughing..."
"You mean, this text sounds like a sutra?"
"It's not like that, it's just a feeling."
Xu Qing seemed to have caught some inspiration and said, "You go down first. If I don't open the door to the East Courtyard, don't let outsiders come in and disturb me."
"I obey your command." Qiuxiang carefully closed the study door, patted her chest, and warned herself not to make the same mistake again.
Being a maid for the young master, life is countless times better than when I was in the countryside before, so I must cherish it.
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"This is scripture, it doesn't look like it."
"No, are all the scriptures written in Middle-earth?"
Xu Qing finally felt that something was wrong. Although these characters were traditional Chinese characters, they were actually the pronunciation of Sanskrit.
In his previous life, he studied ancient literature and history and had some knowledge of Sanskrit.
Xu Qing immediately recalled his knowledge of Sanskrit from his previous life and verified it with the pronunciation of these words.
"Sure enough, Chinese characters are used to express the pronunciation of Sanskrit, but this transliteration is not very accurate, so I didn't react at first."
Because of Xu Qing's experience with the bronze mirror, his memories of ancient literature and history from his previous life existed in his mind like a memory palace, but it could not be completely transformed into the knowledge he understood in this life. But as long as he had the relevant memories, he could connect them to his memories.
This matter is somewhat similar to the Sanskrit transliteration of the general outline of the Nine Yin Scriptures.
While Xu Qing was translating, an idea came to his mind.
It didn't take long for Xu Qing to translate the entire ancient stone inscription into Sanskrit, and then analyze the meaning of Sanskrit, gradually obtaining the original meaning of the stone inscriptions.
"It turns out to be the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist."
The Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist is the foundation-building kung fu of the Great Zen Temple, and is also one of the most superior bone-refining methods in the world.
There are a total of 206 variations, corresponding to the 206 bones in the human body.
It can be said that all the bone-refining martial arts in the world are at most on par with the Tiger Demon Bone-Refining Fist, and it is impossible for them to be more comprehensive and detailed than the Tiger Demon Bone-Refining Fist.
However, because the bones required to practice the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist are too detailed and complicated, even in the Great Zen Temple, there are only a few people who can complete the practice of the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist. Most people choose to practice the part that they can practice.
"My soul is not weak, and I have practiced the Soul Disguise Technique, which has improved my control over my soul. These are all advantages of practicing the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist."
"Moreover, ordinary warriors do not have the assistance of absolute concentration. Just understanding martial arts requires a lot of hard work. In this regard, they are far inferior to me."
Absolute concentration, coupled with a soul far more powerful than that of ordinary people, is equivalent to giving Xu Qing an understanding cheat.
With the accumulation of various advantages, Xu Qing had the possibility to complete the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.
Moreover, if he could successfully obtain the spiritual blood and flesh of the three-tailed black fox in the near future, it would not matter even if Xu Qing did not have the secret medicine of the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.
At least there will be no problem in practicing the early and middle stages of the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.
Once the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist is successfully practiced, Xu Qing's Bull Demon Powerful Fist will also be able to rise accordingly and increase its upper limit.
Now, Xu Qing saw hope of surpassing King Lin.
Even if the other party can also obtain the spirit, flesh and blood.
But the advantage of age is on Xu Qing's side.
"But the content of the scriptures is mainly in the form of mnemonics, without any pictures. I need to understand and digest it well."
Fortunately, Xu Qing was not a layman. He had the foundation of Crane Shape Technique, Bagua Wandering Palm and Bull Demon Power Fist, so he could easily understand the martial arts terms in the boxing classics.
"These terms in the boxing classics are actually quite effective in revealing one's mind and nature, and they go straight to the essence. Moreover, the text has artistic conception and blank space, which makes it more lingering than graphics." Xu Qing repeatedly pondered the boxing classics and actually tasted a bit of the beauty of the charm of famous works by the ancients.
Learning boxing is just like writing and painting, it actually has its own unique aesthetics.
There is a term in the boxing classics, which is "hitting someone is like hanging a painting." In fact, it can also be said that hitting someone is like painting.
There are eight forms of the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist, and each form has more than twenty variations.
Xu Qing started practicing from the first move, Tiger Demon Waist Stretch.
This posture also starts from the spine.
In fact, any advanced bone training in the world starts with the big dragon, the spine.
Xu Qing felt the movement of his spine. This was different from the usual spinal exercise. The Tiger Demon's spine training was through a shaking force to stretch each section of the spine.
As he practiced, he compared the effect of the crane cry on the spine.
"Crane's Li uses the sound of the soul to train the spine from the inside out. Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist trains from the outside in. The effects of the two can actually be combined with each other."
Xu Qing punched continuously, stimulating the effect of the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist. The state of absolute concentration was activated, and he immersed himself in it. Gradually, in the state of absolute concentration, he forgot himself completely and even forgot that he was practicing the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist.
During this process, the body naturally exudes the power of a tiger.
After a long time, Xu Qing felt hungry and stopped.
He looked up and saw that the moon was already at its highest point in the sky.
Under the sycamore tree, a figure in black was leaning against the tree trunk, looking weak, and there was a clear claw mark on his chest.
It was Su Lianqing who came to teach every night recently.
"what's wrong with you?"
Su Lianqing rolled her eyes and said, "I was almost beaten to death by your tiger claw hand."
After she finished speaking, she spoke again with some uncertainty: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always felt that when you were practicing boxing just now, there seemed to be a hint of boxing artistic conception."
(End of this chapter)