I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 90 Golden Bell Cover

[Golden Bell Cover: Not yet started: (1/100)]

[Buddhist secrets. Protected by golden light, the blood and qi are like a furnace, invulnerable to swords and guns, and demons are afraid of it. ]

"It's really a golden bell."

Xie Yuan smiled.

Even though it is not a secret of the Prajna Temple, the Golden Bell Cover is also a unique skill passed down from the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism. It has always been one of the high-level magical powers of Buddhist monks and is extremely powerful.

Usually only those Buddhist temples that can be called sects have the inheritance of the Golden Bell Cover. It seems that the Yanbei Jinhe Temple where Master Liu has been hanging out is indeed quite powerful.

The Golden Bell Cover is a well-known magical skill in Buddhism. When it is practiced to perfection, the whole body will be covered with golden light and be invulnerable to swords and spears, like a golden bell. It can no longer be described as hard work, but should be called mysterious skill.

This kind of effect is definitely not comparable to the common iron shirt. According to the classification method of Longteng Escort Agency, the iron shirt is at most a D-level skill, barely related to the level; while the golden bell cover should have exceeded the A-level.

Xie Yuan was feeling somewhat excited. He quickly flipped through the thin booklet, imprinted all the Arhat images into his mind, and then put them into practice one by one.

Relying on his outstanding talent and a little bit of hard work, just by assuming the training posture, he gradually understood in his mind how the blood and energy circulated inside, how to temper and strengthen himself.

Even though this is just an empty atlas, for him it is a smooth road that opens up before his eyes.

"The Arhat crosses his legs, the Qi and blood are generated in the soles of his feet and circulate in his lower body... The Arhat sits on a deer, his upper body sways, and the force is fixed in his waist...

"Arhat crossing the river...Arhat waving his hand..."

Xie Yuan practiced it one by one, and not only did he memorize the postures quickly, but he also became familiar with the blood circulation routes and training methods, and gradually became less awkward.

【3/100】……【7/100】……

The progress slowly increased, and the visible improvement made Xie Yuan more motivated and he gradually immersed himself in the practice.

After practicing all the Eighteen Arhats, Xie Yuan was already sweating profusely, his whole body was soaked, and he took a few breaths:
“It may seem like there aren’t many movements, they can just be considered ‘static stances’, but the effect of developing inner strength is amazing!”

After practicing for just a short while, he couldn't even reach the entry level of the Golden Bell Cover. His blood and energy, which had been stagnant for a long time, became stronger again.

"As expected, I need a high-level training method to achieve a good effect. Well, the Golden Bell Cover is of a high grade, so it should be difficult to get started, and the progress would not be too fast. But using the blood and energy gained from the Iron Shirt as a foundation, it feels much smoother. It is indeed the Iron Shirt improved by the monks of Jinhe Temple. The kung fu is passed down from the same lineage, so it is always a bit good."

Xie Yuan nodded repeatedly. With the foundation of the Iron Shirt, the Golden Bell Cover could be considered a half-transformation. There was no need to start from scratch. It would be twice as effective with half the effort and the progress was gratifying.

It was already dark, and Xie Yuan was exhausted after a day of running around and practicing kung fu.

After fetching water and washing up, he fell on the bed and waited to get up the next day to continue practicing.

Feeling his blood and energy slowly increasing, his body becoming stronger, and being able to see his martial arts skills improving, Xie Yuan practiced diligently without stopping, not feeling any pain.

After the New Year, the New Year festival was over and all the people in the escort agency had returned.

Usually when we meet again after the New Year, we exchange pleasantries and discuss family matters or difficulties in spiritual practice, but this time the topic was surprisingly unified.

The chief escort has recognized that Xie Yuan has made outstanding contributions and has reached the second level of training, and has been promoted to a senior escort!
When the escorts first heard the news, they couldn't help scratching their ears:

"What did you say? Second-level training? Senior escort? The final word in the third-level training battle???"

"After the year, he is only seventeen years old, right? Oh, by the way, how long has he been in the escort agency?"

"Oh, another Escort Zhao... No, this one is even more fierce than the original Escort Zhao!"

The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching everyone in the escort agency. Especially when the escort leader confirmed it himself, everyone gradually realized that this was not groundless.

Zhao Xingyang was in high spirits in the escort agency, praising it endlessly:

"When I calculated with my fingers, I knew this kid was no ordinary man."

"Captain Zhao, you are still so happy. Maybe one day you will be surpassed and your position will be in jeopardy!"

Zhao Xingyang laughed:
"The capable ones go up, the incapable ones retreat, and the accomplished ones become the teachers. Xiao Xie is more capable than me, so I will recognize him as the leader, what's wrong with that?"

After the New Year, the six words of senior escort Xie Yuan remained in everyone's mind.

A seventeen-year-old senior escort and a trained martial artist, everyone had no doubt about his bright future. They were just curious about how long it would take before they could say thank you, "Captain Escort".

Facing more and more flattery, Xie Yuan maintained a calm state of mind and focused on practicing martial arts. After gradually getting to know a corner of the vast world, he would not be impatient for a little gain or false reputation.

These are all by-products of martial arts. After all, martial arts is the foundation.

Only when one climbs higher and higher in martial arts and goes further and further, is it worth being happy.

Three days later.

As Xie Yuan practiced the Arhat Posture one by one, his blood and energy became thicker, his muscles and bones became stronger, and when he looked closely at the surface of his skin, he could actually see a slight luster.

[Golden Bell Cover·First Level: (1/500)]

"With my comprehension level, even with the Iron Shirt as my foundation, I still need three days to get started. This Golden Bell Cover is indeed not bad."

Xie Yuan commented with some shamelessness.

He touched the skin of his arm, silently feeling the power within, and smiled slightly:

"The defense power of the first level of the Golden Bell Defense is almost the same as the fourth level of the Iron Shirt! The difference in quality is obvious.

"Moreover, the Iron Shirt will not dissipate after practice, and it can be integrated with the Golden Bell Cover. With my thick skin now, it will probably take a long time for an ordinary second-level practitioner to break through it."

Xie Yuan felt that his defense had greatly improved, and he felt more secure.

After all, only if you can stand firm can you produce output.

After practicing for half a day, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Xingyang came in person to find:
"Xiao Xie, the darts are out!"

When Xie Yuan asked, he found out that it was a small escort mission, but he was the only senior escort leader.

"To be promoted to a senior escort master, you have to work hard. Not counting the chief escort, there are only five escort masters in the escort agency. They are too busy to handle everything, so we often have to rely on the senior escort masters. You will be the backbone in the future. Take the small one first to get used to it."

Zhao Xingyang patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to get ready.

Xie Yuan nodded silently, and actually felt a sense of mission.

Is this probably what it feels like to be promoted to a mid-level leader and lead a project team yourself?
The next morning, Xie Yuan wrapped himself in tight clothes and polished his sword. Even though Situ Qin's gift had not arrived yet, he put the tiger bone axe on his waist.

After everything was packed up, he pushed the door open and walked to the side yard.

Looking at the five people who were ready to go and a escort vehicle, there were the familiar Kong Chun and Tang Dawei, as well as two less familiar escorts.

Those who were familiar with them were naturally more friendly, and their eyes were filled with hidden admiration when they looked at Xie Yuan; those who were not familiar with them were even more reserved. After all, it was their first time to cooperate with the future escort leader, a young man who was very popular and had a bright future, and they didn't know his temperament.

Seeing this, Xie Yuan smiled and bowed:
"Hello everyone, let's work together to deliver this escort safely. When we come back, I will invite everyone to Jude Building!"

"okay!"

Everyone's spirits lifted, and they became more motivated when they heard there was a banquet to be had.

Not a mean one, that's good.

"set off!"

Xie Yuan waved his hand and gave the order for the first time.

The group traveled lightly out of the city, escorting the escort cart, and headed eastwards towards Yulin County.

……

Outside Yulin County, on Jigong Mountain.

In a cave, torches were brightly lit, and dozens of people were sitting in the middle, all dressed in rough clothes.

The leading man, wearing a tiger-skin apron, looked around, stroked his needle-like beard and laughed:
"Brothers from all over the country are here, that's great. It's spring, time to do big business."

(End of this chapter)