Eternal Sword

Chapter 200 Arhat Subduing Demon Fist

The senior monks in the Zen temple looked at Abbot Benguang.

Abbot Benguang looked at Chen Tang's departing back and felt more and more uneasy.

Time is already tight, and this young man is still thinking about eating?
At this point, Abbot Ben Guang coughed lightly and could only bite the bullet and say, "You all haven't eaten yet, let's go eat something together..."

The senior monks of the Zen temple were blocked at their doorsteps by the Tantric monks, who beat up their most outstanding young disciples one by one. How could they have the mood to eat?

However, the other monks still followed with Abbot Benguang.

Zen temple dining hall.

When Chen Tang arrived here, he was familiar with the place and became acquainted with many monks. He greeted them as they passed by.

"You kid, it's fine if you just eat for free, but why do you bring others to eat for free?"

When the head monk saw Chen Tang coming, he couldn't help but stare and ask.

"Master, what are you talking about?"

Chen Tang said, "I was invited by Abbot Benguang to come here to deal with the Tantric monk. It's no big deal if I eat a few more bowls of your rice."

"What are you bragging about, you?"

The head monk didn't believe it and said with a smile: "If we talk about eating, I think you can beat them."

The two of them have become familiar with each other over the past few days and have no reservations when chatting.

Some monks in the dining hall laughed when they heard what he said, thinking that Chen Tang was talking nonsense.

Chen Tang served a bowl of vegetarian food to Mingyuan, Du, and the old man, and asked, "Xinping Temple is known as the number one temple in Qian Country. Are there no young disciples who can fight?"

"Hey!"

The head monk said, "It's not that the young disciples of our temple are weak, but that the young monk of the Tantric sect is too strong. Do you know that the supreme Buddhist marrow cleansing secret method, the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra", is in the hands of this branch of the Xiling Tantric sect?"

Chen Tang nodded while eating.

Master Liaokong once mentioned this matter.

The head monk said, "That little monk from the Tantric sect is an ascetic monk. He has tempered his mind and body through hard training. With the help of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, he has reached the pinnacle of blood exchange. With every move he makes, he moves his blood vessels with great force and power. An ordinary sixth-rank warrior cannot resist it at all."

Another monk said: "There is also the six-syllable mantra and the Tantric Mahamudra, which can be said to be invincible at the same level."

"I heard that the five generations of young disciples from all the halls and academies in the Zen temple were beaten up and had no power to fight back. It was so miserable."

"I heard from some third and fourth generation brothers that in the first round of the literary duel, although we and the Tantric sect were tied, the abbot actually lost."

"That's true. After all, it was the abbot who asked the question. I was well prepared and practiced it countless times! He came from afar and challenged me on short notice, but I was able to win the debate. This shows how profound his Buddhist teachings are."

When many monks mentioned this matter, they became interested and discussed it.

At this moment, the head monk looked up.

I saw Abbot Benguang and a group of senior monks from the Zen temple standing at the entrance of the dining hall, all of them with grim expressions on their faces.

"I've met the abbot."

The head monk's expression straightened up and he quickly greeted them, at the same time reminding the other monks to shut up.

Abbot Benguang originally wanted to make do with some vegetarian food, but after hearing the discussions among the monks, he could no longer eat.

"Mingjing, eat quickly, and then follow me to the Sutra Library!"

Abbot Benguang said to Chen Tang in a bad mood.

Chen Tang ignored all this and finished several large bowls of rice before stopping.

Mingyuan, Mrs. Du, and the old man followed the other monks to the square in front of the main hall.

Chen Tang followed Abbot Benguang to the outside of the Sutra Repository.

"Wait here for me. I'll go in and get a martial arts manual."

Abbot Benguang said this and then went into the Sutra Repository first.

"Can't I go in and choose for myself?"

Chen Tang asked. "What are you thinking about?"

The head of the Discipline Hall had a gloomy expression.

This Sutra Repository is an important place in the Zen temple. Let alone Chen Tang, a lay disciple, even if he wanted to come to the Sutra Repository, he would have to report to the abbot.

Chen Tang originally wanted to go in and pick out some of the legendary 72 unique Buddhist skills, but it seems that is out of the question.

He thought about it and it made sense.

If a place like the Sutra Repository was allowed to enter and exit freely as a lay disciple, there would probably be nothing good in it.

However, there will be opportunities in the future.

Not long after, Abbot Benguang came out with a booklet and handed it to Chen Tang.

Chen Tang took it and looked at it, and immediately lost interest.

"Arhat Fist".

Abbot Benguang said in a deep voice: "The Arhat Fist is the most basic boxing technique in the Zen temple, and it is also the only boxing technique that you can barely master within half a day."

After saying this, Abbot Benguang took Chen Tang to the Arhat Hall.

This is the place where the monks in the Zen temple practice martial arts. It is already past noon, and there are many young monks practicing boxing and kicking here.

"You can practice here."

Abbot Benguang said, "Every disciple of Luohan Fist Temple knows it. If you don't understand something, just find a monk to help you."

After saying this, he left with the monks.

"Isn't that a freeloader?"

"What is he doing here?"

"I heard that the abbot asked him to come here to deal with that Tantric monk."

"Him? He doesn't even know the Luohan Fist. Is he going to learn it now?"

Many monks in the Arhat Hall looked at Chen Tang and whispered.

This kind of scene was inevitable, but Chen Tang didn't take it seriously. He opened the "Arhat Fist" and started practicing simply according to the boxing routines above.

Although he appeared relaxed, he was not careless in his heart.

He could only use Buddhist martial arts, and he couldn't even use the Tiger Subduing Fist, which he had practiced most proficiently, nor the Dragon Capturing Hand.

Moreover, surrounded by many eminent monks, there is a high possibility that there is a powerful master among them.

The guest in the mountain once warned him to hide his ability of meditation in front of other masters, so as not to bring disaster upon himself.

In this situation, his combat power was reduced by half!
Just using brute force may not be a match for the young Tantric monk.

Although "Arhat Fist" is the foundation of Buddhist martial arts, it does contain boxing moves. Only when supplemented with "Vajra Hand" can one have a chance to defeat the opponent.

The Arhat Fist has a total of sixty-one postures, starting from the first posture of a boy worshipping Buddha to the last posture of sitting on a mountain.

Chen Tang only practiced it once and remembered most of it.

Practice it again and all 61 moves will be memorized by heart.

When practicing for the third time, Chen Tang had just used the 'Boy Worshiping Buddha' move when the Vajra Relic in his Dantian vibrated slightly.

When a boy worships Buddha, the original move should be to put his hands together.

As if a blessing had come to his mind, Chen Tang's hands opened slightly, as if he was holding a rice bowl in his palms.

This subtle change affected the muscles and bones throughout the body, causing a crackling sound.

Several muscles in Chen Tang's body seemed to swell, and he felt a warmth, and the way he exerted force also changed!
"Arhat Subduing Demon Fist, Bowl-raising Style!"

At the same time, a Sanskrit sound rang out in Chen Tang’s mind, as if it came from the end of the void.

What the hell?
Chen Tang's heart trembled and he suddenly woke up!

I just practiced one move, but I felt hot all over and sweating slightly. It shows how much energy I consumed!
(End of this chapter)