Chapter 113

Lu Zhengkang is quite satisfied with his new palm technique, but he also knows that it is not a martial art. At most, it is a waste of internal power. In this palm, there are many mistakes and omissions. The only outstanding thing is Xumishan's grand spirit and the traction of innate Qi on natural vitality.

The powerful spirit means that the enemy will be deterred. If he can't break through the mental pressure, he can't dodge.

The interaction between heaven and earth means that the power of this palm will increase with time before it hits the target. It will not disappear until Lu Zhengkang's Qi is recovered.

It can be said that this palm technique has unlimited potential. The premise is that Lu Zhengkang can lay a good foundation, become a generation of martial arts master, and constantly improve this martial arts skill, so as to show infinite power.

Zen master Zixing, who had been lurking in the woods, jumped up to Lian Tianfeng and pretended to be in a hurry. He glanced at the happy looking monks for a moment. Then he came up to Lu Zhengkang with a big smile on his face and said, "is it the Bodhisattva who just waved his hand? The poor monk said, "why did the heaven suddenly send a vision? It turned out that it was the great achievement of the Buddha. It's really gratifying..."

Lu Zhengkang felt helpless for the old bald donkey's thick face. "You saw it clearly."

"Well, it's a coincidence that I just happened to pass by. Amitabha," the Abbot turned his head and glared at the accompanying monks. "You don't practice martial arts and meditate in the temple, but you come here to disturb the purity of Bodhisattva and don't follow me!"

"Abbot, tell me what you want."

As soon as Zen master Zixing heard this, the ice melted away and the snow melted. "The Bodhisattva has a wise eye. I am really disturbed by common things."

When the abbot said his troubles, Lu Zhengkang understood them.

It turns out that a group of monks from other temples are coming to argue sutras and fight Zen, and their purpose is not to surpass Shaolin monks, but to be Bodhisattva in Luyuan.

They want to prove that they have more Buddhist wisdom than Shaolin. They hope to defeat Shaolin by debating sutras and invite Bodhisattvas to their temples.

The abbot is still very nervous about this. After all, Shaolin says it's a Buddhist temple. In fact, the monks in it are better at martial arts. The so-called unity of Zen and martial arts is actually the coexistence of muscles and Buddhism. It's not a problem for them to beat the aggressive monks in the outer temple, but it's hard for them to beat them in the mouth.

Lu Zhengkang asked him, "which school are they from?"

"It's the law school." The abbot was worried.

"Do you want to play the leading role or better?"

"Better." Speaking of this, Zen master Zixing's face wrinkled.

It's normal for Lu Zhengkang to nod his head. After all, Zen Buddhism talks about spirituality and epiphany, and it's very difficult to discuss the basis of Buddhism cultivation with each other. Most of them use various obscure metaphors to express their ideological realm. However, other people's Buddhism is very serious and strict, and they practice Buddhism honestly without meditation. Therefore, if we don't talk about Buddhist scriptures, we can't have a conversation at all.

It's bullying the guests to play the machine front, but it's the ability to interpret the classics that is the basic skill of monks. If we compare this, we can't blame both sides.

"It's good to communicate more. If they want to see me, they'll come. Don't stop them."

"Yes." When master Zixing saw that Lu Zhengkang's voice was fixed, it was not easy to say more and he left immediately.

The monks with them followed the abbot. Lu Zhengkang stood alone on the mountain and blew for a while, then returned to his home.

The cottage he lives in has the style of a bachelor's dormitory. The whole room is no more than 20 square meters. It was originally for the monks on duty in the Sutra reading Pavilion. The conditions are very ordinary.

The square house faces south. The two wooden doors are thin and old. There was a little dust on the original windows. The monk who swept them cleaned them up in a hurry and replaced them with new window paper to keep out the wind.

Entering the house, Lu Zhengkang shook his head helplessly. Originally, there was only a wooden bed and a set of tables and chairs in the hut, but now there are many kinds of decorations.

There is a screen in front of the bed. There are four literati paintings of plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum and four gentlemen inlaid on the fan. When you see the inscription, it turns out that it is Xu ranxue's painting.

There are two potted plants on both sides of the screen, one is Pinus densiflora and the other is camellia. The leaves are dripping with water. It looks green and lovely.

The desk was replaced with mahogany, and a small incense burner was placed on the desk, with sandalwood curling, which calmed the mind.

There are several candlesticks with bronze mirrors beside the wall. If you light a candle at night, it must be bright.

Around the screen, there is a long table behind the screen. On the shelf, there is Lu Zhengkang's favorite antlers and a piece of coral ornaments.

Lu Zhengkang looked back at his bed. It didn't change much. Except for the new bedding, there were only two more bedside tables.

There's a bucket in the corner. It's still a lacquerware.

When you open the bedside table, there are neat scriptures in it. The number is small, but the types are complete.

As soon as he looked down, he saw a box under the bed. Lu Zhengkang pulled it out.

There is a gold lock hanging on the bronze button, and the key is inserted in the lock hole.

When it was opened, there were treasures from the monks of Yigu nunnery. Except for the antlers and corals on the table, the remaining five pieces were carefully placed at the bottom of the box.

Put back the box, Lu Zhengkang looked at his residence again.The original place is not big, it seems a little cramped.

He moved the two potted plants out of the house, leaving the rest unchanged.

Soon after, Shaolin Temple will be very busy. Apart from the pilgrim's coming to the temple to pray for blessings on the Qingming Festival, it is also to meet the challenge of the monks of the Jingye Temple of Luzong.

But these have nothing to do with Lu Zhengkang.

He began to practice a new internal skill, that is, Luo Han Gong, which is strong outside and strong inside.

Arhat is the abbreviation of arhat, and they are also overhaul walkers.

Luohangong is a kind of dynamic skill that imitates the body movements of the sixteen Arhats. In Shaolin Temple, there are gold statues of the sixteen Arhats, which were cast by an elder monk. Each statue is vivid, graceful and outstretched, and has a seal on the hand. It looks like an ordinary statue, but in fact it is the action of luohangong.

Luohan Gong belongs to Vajra's internal skill. The best time to practice in a year is autumn. The best time to practice in a day is from Shenshi to Xushi. It's best to face the west when practicing, and then lead Jinqi.

When the posture changes, you should think about the spirit of the sixteen Arhats in your heart, and reach the state of moving outside and being quiet inside, big loose and big tight. At this time, you can increase your power most.

If you practice luohangong and exercise your physique, you will be able to be strong without fear of cold and heat.

After getting the skill from jueguang, Lu Zhengkang had another job in one day.

Because it was inconvenient for him to practice with the antlers on his head, he changed his appearance into a common little monk. The antlers were empty, and the black hair on his head fell off. In mid air, he burned and turned into a flame.

He is also a leakless body now. All body parts will return to the upper edge when they are separated.

Including the sweat after practicing, it also turns into a little star light to annihilate.

This incarnation is always clean, fresh and free from dust.