Martial Saint!.

Chapter 318: The Road to Tribulation (3k)

Inside the location, Lu Chenzhou climbed up the stairs to the next level.

After finishing today's homework, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

He took out a brand new scripture:

"The Heart Sutra of the Honored One Who Has Traveled Through the Three Ages and Ten Directions."

"I have obtained this Dharma for more than a year, and I have also read a lot of Buddhist scriptures. I should be able to try to practice it."

"Shakyamuni Tathagata has gone through countless calamities throughout the ages. Every time he goes through a calamity, his merits improve by one point!"

Lu Chenzhou concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, clasped his hands together, and sat with a seal, like an old monk in meditation.

The Buddhist mind training and the Buddhist meditation method are similar in nature.

His consciousness descended into the ocean of his mind, continuing to go down, diving deeper and deeper.

Silence, darkness, loneliness, uneasiness...all kinds of emotions intertwined.

Gradually, beads of sweat began to seep out of Lu Chenzhou's forehead.

His consciousness reached the deepest part of the ocean of his mind.

Ahead is a bizarre and colorful expanse of water.

"The Heart Sutra says that the deepest part of the spiritual ocean is the ocean of collective consciousness of all living beings."

It is very dangerous to rashly enter the ocean of collective consciousness.

If you don't have enough willpower, it's easy to get lost in it.

Therefore, Abbot Huikong prohibited Shaolin monks from practicing this method unless they were martial arts masters.

"With my 90-level Prajna mental power and fifth-level boxing theory, many masters cannot match me. It's enough!"

Lu Chenzhou dived into it.

When he regained consciousness, he looked around:

The dark sky, the bloodshot full moon hidden in the mist;

In the distance, the dilapidated Zen temples scattered among the mountains and forests were shrouded in a faint red light;

The eerie mountain gate before us;

Along the mountain path, there were skeletons covered in monk robes, with human heads and animal bodies, looking strange and terrifying;
On the collapsed gatehouse plaque, there were three words written: [Landara Monastery].

"Strange, I clearly don't know these three words, but I seem to automatically know their meaning."

He stood in front of a puddle of water and looked at his reflection.

He was wearing a white robe, with his hands clasped together, and his face could not be seen clearly.

After looking around, he walked up the mountain path and climbed the stairs.

A dark shadow shot out from the dense forest.

Through telepathic perception, he had already discovered the other party's existence.

His claws were as strong as a tiger's, with veins bulging, and he grabbed the black shadow.

This was a strange snake about ten feet long, with a monk's head and a snake body. He killed it easily.

"Could this be some monk's nightmare? Nalanda Monastery? I've never heard of it."

Lu Chenzhou murmured.

He was not the only one who practiced this Heart Sutra.

Buddhist masters such as Zhending, Mingxin, and Tuotian Toudao had already started practicing.

Before practicing, Lu Chenzhou also consulted about the precautions.

They say that when practicing the Heart Sutra and diving into the ocean of collective consciousness, one will fall into a very real illusion.

As long as you find the key point of the illusion and shatter it, you can wake up.

This is considered as completing the calamity.

Illusions are the best way to train the mind, so the abbot of Jinshan Temple would use the fox demon's illusion of lust to practice.

This is consistent with the principles of the Heart Sutra.

Suddenly, a group of monsters with monk heads and beast bodies appeared on the mountain path.

In the illusion, what matters is mental strength and other spiritual powers.

Judging from the power of telekinesis, the mental power of these monsters is only at the level of 5 Prajna.

Converted into a monster, it’s at the level of a small monster.

"A weakling with a combat power of 5."

He swept all the way and soon arrived at the Zen temple.

In the courtyard, a hunchbacked monster with a monk's head and a wolf's body, standing upright, held a ten-foot-long iron rod in one hand and chanted the Buddha's name with one hand:

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore..."

"roll!"

Lu Chenzhou moved.

He floated in front of the monster like a mountain god patrolling the mountain, punched it, and a strong wind whistled.

The strength of the monk wolf is about 10 Prajna, which is already the level of a martial artist.

But in front of Lu Chenzhou, it was like a lone boat hit by huge waves, crashing into the red wall of the temple and shattered into pieces.

The monk's head fell to the ground, still mumbling:

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, turn back and you will find the shore~"

With a puff, Lu Chenzhou stomped it to pieces.

The monk-headed wolf's body turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind.

A golden object remained where it was.

Lu Chenzhou picked it up and said thoughtfully:

"Monk's relics..."

The golden relic turned into a golden warm current and flowed into his body.

He felt that his body had become more solid and his mental strength had also increased.

"So this is what it means to experience tribulation... I understand."

After the monk-headed wolf died, the surrounding space twisted and deformed like ocean waves.

Obviously, it is the key point of this illusion.

"Hehehe... Benefactor, where are you going!"

Along with a strange roar, the door of the lecture hall suddenly opened.

A tower-like figure wearing a cassock, with a monk's head and a pig's body, suddenly came charging forward, holding a six-foot-long sword in his hand.

Lu Chenzhou frowned slightly. The strength of this monster was only at 12th level of Prajna.

If his illusion had not been about to dissipate, he would have been able to kill him with one punch.

In the end, the monster's sword slashed into the air, splitting the blue bricks on the ground!

"I'm going to eat you, eat you!"...

Retro clock, the hands point to 12 o'clock in the morning.

In the practice room.

Lu Chenzhou woke up and looked at the time.

"Has it been an hour?"

He quickly looked towards the martial arts tree.

[The Heart Sutra of the Three Worlds and Ten Directions: First level (1%) → First level (2%)]

"That's only a 1% improvement. It doesn't seem that difficult. It should be because my mental strength is already very high."

He used his mental power to activate the meditation beads, which rotated slowly.

[Current mental strength: 91 Prajna]

"It actually improved by 1 Prajna. If every 1% improvement can improve 1 Prajna, then when the Heart Sutra is practiced to the second level, the mental power will be able to catch up with the level of my Qi and blood. Isn't this a sure win? I can ascend to the Spiritual Emperor in ten years? Something is wrong, it shouldn't be that simple." Lu Chenzhou rubbed his eyebrows, feeling an invisible swelling pain in his head.

Every time you train your mind, it takes a lot of effort on your spirit, and you need to rest for a while.

During this period, there is no delay in practicing the pole.

He left a message for Tuotian Toudao.

Not long after, the video call came.

"My dear Lu, what's the matter?"

"Senior, may I ask, what level of the Heart Sutra have you cultivated so far?"

"Level 6, have you started practicing too?"

"This junior has just completed a tribulation, and his mental strength has increased by 1 Prajna."

"It's normal. The first time you go through a tribulation is like the first time your body goes through gravity training. It will be a big transformation. From my experience, after practicing the first level of the Heart Sutra, you can only increase your Prajna spiritual power by 7-10 points in total. Don't have too high expectations. It's easy to understand if you think of the Heart Sutra as the spiritual version of the Tiger Demon Tai Sui Gong. The first three levels of the Heart Sutra correspond to a spiritual practitioner of the first realm. With your spiritual power comparable to the second realm, going back and going through the first three levels of the tribulation can be considered a dimensionality reduction attack."

After listening to Tuotian Tou Tuo's words, Lu Chenzhou became more convinced.

This Heart Sutra is just playing games!

Illusions are just a series of copies.

By completing a successful experience in the dungeon, you can gain spiritual improvement.

When you finish the game, go through 81 difficulties and countless calamities, you will have mastered the Heart Sutra.

As for the game server, it is the ocean of the mind.

The illusion comes from the collective subconscious of all living beings.

But if this is a game, then this illusion is too real?
Thinking of this, Lu Chenzhou asked:
"Senior, the subconscious of all living beings must be a reflection of some reality they have experienced, right?"

"Well, the subconscious mind is not groundless. It is similar to dreams. No matter how bizarre the things in dreams are, they have a basis in reality."

"The illusion of this younger generation's tribulation is a temple."

"What temple?"

"Nanda Temple."

"Landara? Are you sure?"

"What's wrong? Could it be that Senior is also like this?"

"I am not Nalanda Temple. I am on an isolated island in the ocean, surrounded by monsters on all sides."

"Ok."

"But yesterday I killed a monster with a monk's head and a fish body in a fantasy world. Before it died, it looked towards the west and said... Nalanda Temple."

At this moment, the old and the young were both silent.

After a while, Tuotian Toudao called Mingxin over.

"Mingxin, what was the illusion you experienced when you practiced the Heart Sutra?"

Mingxin said without hesitation:
"I was in a temple on a snowy mountain, chanting sutras, reciting Buddha's name, and cooking... It was as if I was going through the practice all over again."

"and then?"

"No, I couldn't leave the temple. My master said I wasn't good enough and couldn't leave the mountain."

"No monsters?"

"Yes, they fly over from time to time, but the old monk in our temple is very skilled in Taoism, and the monsters dare not get close."

"What is the temple called specifically?"

“Sakya Monastery.”

“Have you ever heard of Nalanda Monastery?”

“No…”

Tuotian Tou Tuo asked again:
"What about Zhen Ding? Do you know his situation?"

"I don't know. I haven't asked."

Soon, the burly monk Zhending came over and said:
"Heart Sutra? I haven't practiced it in a while. I've been busy with the integration of horizontal martial arts lately."

"Which floor are you on now?"

“The first floor.”

Tuotian Tou Tuo's old face darkened, and he could not help but say:

"With your realm, if you practice normally, you should have reached the third level at least by now, right?"

Shaolin Temple will not force masters to practice any martial arts; it is entirely voluntary.

However, Abbot Huikong once said that if conditions permit, you can practice the Heart Sutra.

This guy Zhending is indeed a martial monk. He only likes to train his body but neglects to train his mind.

Zhen Ding said helplessly:
“I think so too, but I really don’t have the talent for cultivating my mind.

I was trapped in a cave. At the entrance of the cave was a strange monk with a bear's body and a monk's head, wearing a cassock.

I am wondering, is the first level of the Heart Sutra so difficult to practice?

Although I don't focus on refining my mind, I have the cultivation level of a grandmaster after all, so my mental strength should be at least at the second level of the Posuo spiritual martial arts, right?
I thought that the strange monk should be the key to my tribulation, so I fought with him every time I tempered my mind.

Then I fought for three months but couldn't get out, so I strategically gave up and waited until I became a Grandmaster."

Lu Chenzhou asked: "Senior Zhending, where is your cave?"

Zhen Ding recalled and frowned, "I really didn't notice it. How about I try practicing the Heart Sutra now?"

Tuotian Tou Tuo said: "You practice, I will protect you."

Zhending sat cross-legged in meditation, put his hands together, and began to experience the tribulation.

Just after sitting down for a few minutes, he stood up with a pale face. It seemed that he had failed in his tribulation again.

His face was filled with pain as he said, "That strange monk claimed to be the abbot of... Nalanda Monastery."

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