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Chapter 5 Bhikkhus

"Nine maps and six sittings are like body techniques!"

This is the name of the kung fu that Fang Ming is practicing now.

By the way, as soon as he entered Shaolin, he was taught two skills: Jiutu Six Sitting Body Technique and Dragonfly Slight Water Lifting and Lifting Technique used to carry water.

As for Arhat Divine Fist, Dragon Claw Hand, Yi Jin Jing, etc., you should not even think about it.

Fortunately, Fang Ming has advanced vision in the world of martial arts. Not only does he not think the other party is mean, but he feels like he has gained a treasure.

Fang Ming was extremely patient. After finishing a meditation position, he immediately changed another one, and repeated it back and forth, almost falling into a state of darkness.

When all fifty-four postures were done aside, a heat flowed throughout the body.

"Everyone in the world thinks that buying a box and returning a pearl is stupid, but I didn't expect that I almost did a stupid thing!" After moving my body, I felt that the long-term meditation did not make my body stiff, but instead became energetic and running well. Fang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The Nine Pictures and Six Sitting Body Techniques are only the basis of Shaolin martial arts, and are even more similar to ancient guidance techniques, and there is no specific route of internal energy operation. In other words, this is not an internal energy mind method.

If ordinary time travelers saw this, they would have fucked it long ago. While cursing Shaolin Temple's bald head stingy, they would have tried to hit the Yijin Jing and the seventy-two unique skills.

Even lay disciples and little novice monks only regarded this as an ordinary method of meditation and did not find the true meaning.

However, Fang Ming had at least come from the realm of martial arts that had surpassed the world of Jin Yong's world several streets. After several months of influence, although he had not learned any martial arts, he still understood some basic things.

"The essence of martial arts in the world of great karma is actually based on the water grinding of essence into qi and qi into gods!"

Fang Ming pondered: "It's a pity that anyone can tell the truth, just like anyone can see my Tao Te Ching. Who has learned the ultimate Taoist art and the method of immortality from this?"

"After my vague inquiry, refining essence into qi is an acquired master. The ordinary warriors in Minglun County are at this level. Once they reach the innate realm of refining qi into gods, even counties and states should be treated solemnly!"

"Before transforming qi, that is, purifying internal breath, the steps of refining essence are the most important! If you can't even quench your body well, how can you still be so much essence that can be converted into internal energy?"

"And this Nine Pictures and Six Sitting Body Technique is one of the best even if it is included in the essence-refining skills of the world of Datang. After all, Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years, and those pharmacists have long been able to touch the human body structure. Fifty-four meditation postures, internal training combined with external training, dynamic exercises and static exercises! They can train all 206 bones and 639 muscles in the body, which is extremely perfect!"

Fang Ming sighed.

After nearly a hundred days of hard work, he felt more and more energetic and even felt something was vaguely nurturing.

When it appears outside, the eyes are bright and bright, like a tiger, and they want to choose people and eat them.

"This is the perfect refining essence, and it is about to generate internal breath on its own!"

Fang Mingfu reached his heart and immediately sat cross-legged again. The essence of the fifty-four meditation diagrams slowly flowed through his mind.

At this time, the blood in his body boiled a little, and he felt a little irritated.

"This is a critical moment. We must firmly conquer the tiger and not follow it, otherwise we will lose the opportunity to advance and become more qi! There will be more trouble in the future!" Fang Ming knew very well that this was a critical moment.

His heart was clear and transparent, and he forced his desire to get up and dance wildly.

Finally, the restless essence was slowly intimidated by Fang Ming. With a mysterious feeling, Fang Ming's body shook, and a pure and pure internal true energy broke out from the cocoon in the Dantian!

"Hu..." Fang Ming exhaled his long breath and opened his eyes, feeling a faint feeling of moistness.

Once this wisp of internal true qi is generated, it means that Fang Ming has entered the level of Dagan Qi transformation, which is the level of acquired masters defined by Dagan.

He had a vague premonition that taking this pure and pure true qi that automatically generated after the essence is perfected will bring great benefits to his later path.

"Although you can also gain internal strength by practicing internal energy, it is a forced urging the essence of the body to reach. In the future, when you reach a certain level, you must make up for the foundation. Where can I be perfect in my flesh orifice? The true energy is born from the source of pleasure?"

How could Fang Ming’s joy be described in words?

Although this kind of martial arts is known to everyone for three-year-olds when they are doing it, only Fang Ming knows it in the world of Deer and Cauldron.

Once the internal energy is complete, Fang Ming is naturally a little eager to try.

He came to the courtyard outside, transported his inner energy to his legs and feet, and used the Dragonfly Slight Water Lifting and Longitudinal Technique. He felt that under the movement of the internal energy, his body seemed to be half lighter. The original lightness of the Technique of Longitudinal Technique was even more exerted to the best level. He ran around the yard, and the wind blew on his face.

"What a light skill!" At this time, a voice suddenly broke Fang Ming's interest.

"So it's Senior Brother Jingkong!" He stopped and bowed together.

"Junior Brother Lu, I'll see that you are full of energy and your stimulation technique has broken through the limits of ordinary people, but has it condensed your inner breath?"

This senior brother is a senior brother who is specialized in the lay disciples. He immediately asked when he heard this.

"Today, when you practice the body technique of the Nine Pictures and Six Sittings, you will gain some gains!" Fang Ming replied with a faint smile.

"Okay! OK! That's great! This is a great joy, I should tell the master!" Jingkong pulled Fang Ming's sleeve and left.

"My good teacher knows that although I have many disciples in Shaolin, there are very few who can practice the body technique of the Nine Pictures and Six Sittings. Most of them will automatically become monks after three years. The junior brother is a genius who has great wisdom and is a destined person who should join my Shaolin disciple..." Jingkong looked happy.

When Fang Ming heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. In order to prepare for the later resolving the 72 unique skills and the resentment of the Yijin Jing, he also studied Buddhist scriptures and other things.

He read a lot of the subtle meanings of Buddhism in his previous life, and he had a broader vision. He often could express his ideas and gain something else.

So many outstanding things are naturally seen in the eyes of all elders. They usually take care of and pay attention to them. Now, once they have achieved success in their internal cultivation, they will be discovered immediately.

The Shaolin Temple in the Deer and the Cauldron is not a real Shaolin Temple after all. While paying attention to the true meaning of Buddhism, it pays more attention to martial arts.

Once Fang Ming showed his extraordinary talent, he immediately received attention.

Inside the Main Hall.

The monks chant the Buddha's name, and Zen Master Huicong, the abbot of this temple, was giving Fang Ming the precepts.

This time, the precepts of monks were given more formal, and after receiving the precepts, Fang Ming finally became a glorious official monk from Shaolin Temple!

Hui Cong Bao was solemn and said, "The monks in this temple are now ranked by the eight characters of "Great Awakening of the Empress, Clearing the Huayan". In Lu, you have a talent for martial arts and can practice meticulously. You will not forget the compassion of my Buddhist sect. Now you are given the Dharma name Jingming!"

After saying that, Huicong took out a certificate of decree, filled in the word Jingming, and handed it to Fang Ming.

"You are my disciple of the Jing generation, and I will be taught by my nephew Chengzhi from now on!"

"Abide by the law!" At this time, a tall and thin middle-aged monk with dark skin immediately came out to pay tribute.

"Okay! This is my future master, but there is no name in the Deer and the Cauldron. It seems that he is just a passerby!"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still respectfully collected the certificate of tribute. This is the best pass and temporary residence permit in ancient times. As long as he has the certificate of quota, he can theoretically place orders in any Zen temple in the world. He also saluted Chengzhi: "Master!"

He saluted the great monks and masters in the hall, saying that he was uncle, uncle, uncle, etc. This was the Shaolin monk who saw that he was a talented and beautiful jade, so he deliberately carried it for a lifetime. Otherwise, he would probably be directly ranked as the Hua generation.

"Hmm? No, your sister is here! When I see that cunning little devil Wei Xiaobao, isn't he my uncle from?"

Fang Ming suddenly thought of this and felt even more depressed.

But he was a human being for two lifetimes, without showing any face, and he still respectfully completed the ceremony.

After coming out of the Main Hall, he followed Chengzhi back to the Zen Room.

"I've seen the master!" Fang Ming bowed again.

"Good boy, you're very good!" Chengzhi smiled and stepped forward with his hands to help him.

"Huh?" The moment the other party's hands touched him, Fang Ming felt a heat flow coming out of the other party's palm, and heading straight towards the Dantian along his meridians.

Under this stimulation, a trace of true energy in his body immediately spontaneously resisted.

Fortunately, the other party's internal force came and went quickly, so he just touched Fang Ming's internal force and quickly contracted back with a slight touch.

"Is this a exploring my master's bottom?" Fang Ming secretly complained, but still blushed on his face: "The disciple is not good at learning skills, which makes the master laugh!"

"Haha... If you still don't learn well, then there will be no one in the Shaolin outer sect!" Zen Master Chengzhi laughed loudly, looking very happy.

"You can cultivate this kind of true energy, which is great! Very good! This will reduce a lot of trouble!"

Zen Master Chengzhi was actually extremely happy. It was a great pleasure to teach him the world's talents. However, thinking that this disciple was still young, he could not help but feel proud and complacent, so he forced himself to stop talking, but the joy on his face could not be covered.

"When you enter my Shaolin gate wall, you should first learn internal skills, and then Shaolin Changquan. Arhat Fist is all the way up. As a teacher, you are subordinate to Arhat Hall. Since you are my disciple, you will also belong to Arhat Hall. Now, as a teacher, you will teach you Arhat magical skills. This is the basic method of my Arhat Hall. You should keep it in mind and study hard to practice hard to live up to your high hopes of being a teacher..."

Monk Chengzhi's eyes were very expectant, but Fang Ming naturally responded to this.
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