Martial Saint!.

Chapter 271: Breakthrough in boxing theory, comprehension of artistic conception, I have a tree that carries on the past and opens up the future, it is called martial arts!

Lu Chenzhou stood tall on the earth.

In front of us is the [Dharma Wall] where Shaolin disciples meditated and attained enlightenment. Like the [Hidden Immortal Rock] and [Immortal Cave], it is a key relic protection unit of Daxia.

There is an endless stream of people coming here from all corners of the world to seek enlightenment.

As a popular celebrity, wherever he goes, there are crowds of people watching him.

He ignored it and focused on observing the rock wall in front of him.

on the mural.

A monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a bright red robe, sometimes meditates with his eyes closed, and sometimes stands up and practices basic boxing called "Arhat Fist".

Bodhidharma was not from Bactria.

Lu Chenzhou practiced the three major Buddhist exercises, "Arhat Kung", "Golden Body Kung" and "Ming Wang Body", as well as the Buddhist secret method "Bodhi Jue". His Buddhist background was even better than that of Taoism, and the Taoist aura that came to his face made him realize the truth instantly.

In fantasy.

A high-caste monk named Posha crossed mountains and rivers, measuring the land like an ascetic, all the way eastward. He wanted to spread and promote Buddhism in Bactria.

He chatted about Buddhism with Emperor Wu in Nanjing, then crossed the river on a reed and went north to Shendu, where he discussed Buddhism with eminent monks. Finally, he arrived at Shaolin Temple, where he sat cross-legged in the stone cave where the Bodhidharma stele was located, with his hands in the Amitabha seal, his eyes drooping, his five hearts facing the sky, and entered into a state of meditation.

Thinking about Buddhism, thinking about martial arts, thinking about the past and present...

At that time, the upper limit of martial arts was still the Grandmaster, and Lu Zu, who broke through the fifth level, had not yet been born. Bodhidharma traveled to various countries and his footprints were all over the world. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Grandmaster, and he was only one step away from the fifth level. He wanted to break through.

Of course, Lu Chenzhou, who was well-versed in history, knew that Bodhidharma had failed.

If he can succeed, he will be able to attain the status of a great Arhat in the human world.

He was ready, but the times were not.

Every breakthrough requires more martial artists to challenge the invisible constraints between heaven and earth and accumulate more experience and lessons. Bodhidharma still lacks the right time and place.

After ninety years of meditation in Songshan, Bodhidharma came out. The old man stood on the top of the cliff facing the wall. The mountain wind blew, rolling up the shadow of the majestic arhat behind him.

At this time, Bodhidharma no longer had the same aggressiveness as when he first entered Daxia.

He is wiser, deeper, and more enlightened.

Damo sighed quietly, with a complicated tone:
"After ninety years of seclusion, I still failed. If nothing unexpected happens, in five hundred years, a capable person will be born in the Taoist sect and break through the realm and ascend to heaven. I wanted to build a mountain for the Great Xia Zen Sect and spread Buddhism. Unfortunately, there is not enough affinity here, and my wisdom is also limited."

At the foot of the mountain, countless monks saw Bodhidharma coming out of retreat and gathered around him.

"Did Zen Master Bodhidharma also fail?"

"The Possa Dharma confirms my path, doesn't it work?"

"Why is this happening? Since Zhang Tianshi, the number of heroes and masters who have attempted to enter the fifth realm has exceeded two palms. The great way is hard to find..."

Bodhidharma looked at the sad monks and said:

"The time has not come yet, so there is no need to harbor resentment. In my Buddhist Zen, no matter the storm, my heart is as solid as a rock. In just a moment, I can understand thousands of truths."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bodhidharma showed the five signs of decline of a celestial being: his clothes were dirty, his hair was withered, his armpits were sweaty, his body was smelly, and he was unhappy with his position… His breakthrough failed, and the consequences of the Buddhist Dharma came together. The old monk’s face was as calm as a mirror lake.

Death is also a rebirth for those who are born as celestial beings, and Bodhidharma firmly believes that the Buddha's mind and the will of martial arts can run through ancient and modern times and last forever.

His body began to collapse and disintegrate. His impeccable golden body turned to ashes. His golden bones melted and turned into a round golden pill in the invisible fire of karma. This was his relic, the epitome of his body, mind and life.

It is also the crystallization of his lifelong wisdom and martial arts attainments.

The relics turned into floating light, poured into the cliffs, and imprinted themselves there. Pictures began to emerge automatically, passing through the ages and becoming the Bodhidharma Wall we see today.

High in the sky.

The Arhat phantom with the spirit of Bodhidharma still had a breath left and said: "The Buddha is in your heart, don't look for it far away. The sacred mountain is only in your heart. Only when you understand this principle can you be liberated!"

The Arhat's voice was deafening.

It's like an epiphany, like a wake-up call!
Finally, the Arhat's spirit merged into the Dharma Wall and completely dissipated.

There was only a voice echoing in the empty valley, which lasted for a long time.

"He who always abides in the state of nirvana, has wisdom that is hard to surpass.

I alone transcend the three realms and no longer cling to… the Saha world.”

Master Bodhidharma, entered the Tao!
The screen went dark, then suddenly lit up again.

There are actually... Easter eggs.

Thousands of years passed by, and it was now the Dadu Dynasty.

In front of the Bodhidharma wall, there was a plump, wise little monk with tears in his eyes. He carried a bucket of water and returned to the kitchen without saying a word.

He seemed to have realized something in the Dharma Wall.

Crack. The illusion was completely shattered, and everything was silent.

Even though he had met Zhang Tianshi, Wang Zian, Lu Zu, Zhang Zu and other peerless figures, Lu Chenzhou was still shocked when he experienced the great power of Buddhism for the first time.

"Five hundred years later, Lü Zu attained enlightenment."

Lu Chenzhou calculated the time and it was true.

Master Bodhidharma was truly born with a heavenly appearance.

Can you even see what will happen in the next five hundred years?

Suddenly.

Lu Chenzhou thought of what Chen Yuan said when he first entered Longhu Mountain.

"Those who are born as gods and whose cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the times can see a different world from us. They can see farther because they have already stood at the highest peak. Except for Gao Miao Tianxin, no one can block their sight."

Perhaps, this is why the powerful ones can predict the future.

"What did the current top masters, Wanshixian and the others, see?"

Lu Chenzhou was daydreaming in his mind.

Rustle, rustle...the martial arts tree began to grow again.

Soon, it reached a height of fifty-five feet.

This trace of Buddhist essence became the final blow to break through the fourth level barrier of boxing theory. The inner scene of martial arts trembled and Lu Chenzhou's mind began to transform.

His aura and temperament were changing from the inside out.

He felt something in his heart and started to practice "Heavenly Fate Black Tiger Fist".

Under the Dharma Wall, everyone was watching. "Look, the Dragon City Chief is boxing again."

"Could it be that Master Bodhidharma is also going to show his divine power?"

"That's not the case..."

Suddenly, a figure walked over, with lotus flowers blooming with every step. It was an old monk with white eyebrows. When his skin rubbed against each other, there was a sound like the roar of dragons and elephants, like a huge bell.

Next to him, there are two monks.

A man dressed in white, with a handsome face, slender figure, and skin like a flawless golden jade. With every breath, golden thunders ran through the void.

The other one was dressed in black, with a masculine appearance, eyes like big beasts, a body as sturdy as a pagoda, and broad and round arms folded across his chest, like a Vajra Arhat in the world.

As soon as the three arrived, the rest of the students saluted.

"Meet Senior Dingyuan."

These three monks are all well-known figures in the martial arts world.

Tuotian Tou Tuo looked at Lu Chenzhou who was immersed in boxing and thought:
"Amitabha, this boy is indeed predestined to be with my Buddha."

He chose to forget about Lu Chenzhou's actions that had inspired Zhang Zuxiansheng.

Zhending and Mingxin are reminders of my younger self.

They gained enlightenment for the first time in front of the Bodhidharma Wall and gained a lot.

Apparently, the chief of Dragon City is the same.

Chen Jiu’s words rang in Mingxin’s mind.

"My old friend, my student has mastered the Golden Body Skill in just two years. He is a rare genius in Buddhist practice. I'm sorry to bother you with the matter of the Bodhi Sutra."

At the beginning, Chen Jiu went to him to ask for the secret method.

Mingxin agreed without hesitation.

One is for his old friend, and the other is because he is optimistic about Lu Chenzhou.

The master said: This boy has a deep affinity with Buddhism and will surely become a great Buddhist in the future. Throughout the ages, the creators of the seven shackles were all from Taoism. Whether our Buddhist sect can be the first to break the eighth shackle, or the ninth shackle... it all depends on these younger generations.

time flies.

Lu Chenzhou was immersed in the world of boxing. The fog that shrouded his eyes dissipated. Behind the fog, he saw powerful beings who looked like immortals and gods:
The Tao is endless, Zhang Tianshi.

Wang Zian is a man of noble integrity.

Ge Xianweng who refines the golden elixir.

Lu Chunyang slays demons and eliminates evil.

The words of Master Zhang have been passed down for thousands of years.

Bodhidharma who is not attached to the world.

No, it's not just these people...

In his mind, there was Shi Ruyu who taught him martial arts on the playground, Ji Xuantong, Hong Fu, Yu Zheng, Li Gui, Qing Tiancang, Chen Jiu, Wang Xian, Principal Wang...

The figures of the teachers who taught and preached were all performing the Dharma in the clouds.

The first four realms of boxing theory:
Imagine its shape, learn its momentum, understand its spirit, and clarify its principle.

The fifth level of boxing theory, understand its meaning!
This state is no longer limited to the appearance and principles of boxing, but also requires an understanding of the profound artistic conception behind it. It is like looking at a freehand landscape painting with ink splashes. What you see is not the appearance, but the artistic conception of the painter that only the blood of the Daxia people can understand.

This is true for art such as painting and poetry.

The same is true for the principles of boxing.

This is why, even though most fighters and spiritual practitioners know that Daxia Martial Arts is the strongest, they do not deliberately study Daxia Martial Arts in depth.

If one is not born here from generation to generation and is not exposed to the Great Xia culture from childhood, no matter how skilled one is in boxing, one will not be able to comprehend the artistic conception.

Daxia martial arts is a path suitable for the physique of Daxia people.

It absorbs the essence of three religions and forms its own school!
In the inner scene, Lu Chenzhou's boxing skills became more and more ethereal, and the aura of the black tiger beside him had merged with him. There was no longer any barrier or distinction between the man and the tiger.

He is the tiger and the tiger is him.

His artistic conception was born from the shape of a tiger, but it transcends the tiger shape.

His artistic conception inherits the unique knowledge of the ancient sages and brings peace to the world for all generations!

Just like the three simple wishes he made on his birthday:
Success in martial arts.

Friends and family are safe.

Peace on earth!

In his mind, Zhang Zu's question came:
"Do you have the intention to become a path-breaker?"

After seeing the Buddhist and Taoist sages, and seeing many powerful people rushing forward to break the shackles, like moths to a flame, Lu Chenzhou was certain in his heart:

“I’m ready.

I only seek martial arts in this life, and I will not regret it even if I die nine times! "

After reaching the fifth realm of boxing theory, the illusory boxing theory realm that one comprehends in one's heart will be reflected in the inner scene in a certain concrete way. In the future, when one reaches the Grandmaster realm, the realm will be able to be reflected from the [inner scene] to the [outer scene] and change reality.

For most Tiger Form Fist practitioners, their artistic conception is more or less related to tigers. Lu Chenzhou looked towards the inner scene and saw a towering tree at the peak of martial arts.

It is like a martial arts tree, but not exactly the same.

It is much taller than the martial arts tree, with lush leaves, like a world tree.

Its branches and leaves do not show any martial arts, it is just an ordinary tree.

It is like a giant, standing tall and looking down upon the world.

It runs through ancient and modern times, with no precedent and no successor.

"My artistic conception is... trees."

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took the shade.

I have a tree, carrying on the past and opening up the future.

Its name is:
Martial arts!

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