What kind of Journey to the West is this?

Although the cultivators of refined essence do not yet have the ability to summon wind, rain, thunder and lightning, in order to save their lives, they will more or less practice some minor techniques such as breathing wind and fire, refining poison and suppressing spells.

Yanxia didn't know what abilities Xue Shier and Xiong Shanjun had. If they could exorcise demons and summon ghosts like the two brothers Huang Shansong and Huang Shanshi, then she would have a hard time dealing with them.

Yan Xia understood the meaning and asked, "What's the next best option?"

Abbot Honghai shook his head and smiled.

"Yes, it does, but it's harmful to people. This six-petaled flower is extremely yin. If you could use a human's yin energy to ripen it, it would mature in a few days. The human body is yin, with only the eyes being yang. If you do that, you're using your life and property as nourishment. It's truly sinister and shouldn't be used without permission."

Yanxia became interested when she heard it.

She plays for excitement.

But when she continued to ask, Abbot Honghai just shook his head.

"Since you are eager for the treasure, you may stay in my temple for a while. If Snow Lion and Bear Mountain Lord make any move, I will be able to inform you in time."

Yanxia had no good solution either.

She clasped her hands together and said thank you, "Then thank you, Abbot."

.........

The upper temple of Jetavana is a hidden nest of green, and the scenery of the temple is as beautiful as that of the Buddha. As expected, there are few pure lands on earth, and most of the famous mountains in the world are occupied by monks.

It must be said that the Kaiyuan Temple at the foot of Wuhe Mountain is indeed magnificent.

The abbot arranged a room for her in the pilgrims' wing. Yanxia stayed in the temple for two days and sent a message to her maid to prepare hand-rubbed black powder. However, a few days later, a carriage filled with black powder pottery jars stopped outside the temple.

Yanxia finished her exercise, and clear energy swirled around her body.

Waves of cool air swirled around, and her white clothes fluttered in the wind. But Yanxia's mind was hard to calm down.

Concentrating the mind and entering into a state of tranquility is called "getting coolness", "seeing winged guests" and "ascending the immortal platform". It is not like the state of health preservation which pays much attention to the physical body, but it all depends on the word "spirit".

"Xuan Yuan Da Dan Jue" mentions that all things are the gathering and dispersion of Qi, including humans, the earth, and the sky, so the three have something in common.

From this we can see that the spirits between heaven and earth also exist within the human body. When people burn talismans and incense, they are not begging the spirits, but commanding the spirits as the masters of their own bodies.

Ordinary people do not know the identity of their true masters and burn incense and kowtow, while practitioners look inward, control the energy with their spirits, and command the gods of heaven and earth to perform all kinds of incredible things, which is the so-called "my god and the supernatural powers of heaven and earth."

Therefore, you can use the so-called "magic" only after concentrating your mind.

What Yan Xia needs most now is to quickly enter the state of concentration, and then learn the few spells that Luo Sushang taught her to defend against the enemy.

Although she wanted to stop the fight, the bear monster was a powerful monster after all. She was not strong enough, and if she was beaten into a cake, she would be finished.

After practicing the alchemy formula once, Yan Xia was unable to enter a state of tranquility and concentration. She felt distressed and went out for a stroll to the foot of the seven-story pagoda.

Outside the pagoda stands a giant iron lion that is nine feet tall.

Next to the iron lion statue are monks practicing boxing and martial arts.

Several martial monks were boxing with great vigor, and an old monk with a serious expression was patrolling in front.

The old monk saw a young girl looking over at him from a distance, so he walked over and asked, "What do you think of our temple's boxing?"

Yan Xia shook her head slightly and said, "Punching and kicking are just exercises to stretch your muscles. Fighting with others requires the art of using your troops."

"Good. Can you also practice martial arts?"

"Learned some."

Yan Xia had indeed learned it. She was frail, and many doctors had taught her health-preserving skills. She also had two maids with extraordinary martial arts attainments by her side, so she had learned a lot even through osmosis.

The old monk's face was serious, but his tone was much softer. He asked, "May I learn from you?"

"Fight with you, old wizard?"

Yanxia looked at the old monk and was somewhat hesitant.

Her two bronze maces weighed over 20 kilograms. If anything went wrong with the old man, she would be almost entirely responsible...

Master, you are not here to scam me, are you?

The old monk laughed heartily and said, "Although I am old, these youngsters in front of the pagoda combined might not be strong enough for me to defeat with one hand!"

Oh, the sweeping monk.

Yanxia understood immediately.

"Then I will ask the old wizard for advice."

"it is good!"

Yanxia went back to get her own bronze mace and stood opposite the old monk.

Before the two men even started competing, they had already attracted many monks who were practicing martial arts and boxing, as well as monks who were debating in the pine forest outside the tower.

After a few shouts, the two of them were surrounded by monks in three circles inside and outside.

"Elder Daoming is bullying the younger generation again!"

"Hey, which brother is being targeted today?"

"No, no, it's a donor from outside, a female donor!"

"This is terrible! Elder Daoming doesn't discriminate between men and women when he hits people. Last year, Nun Wenxin from Mount Putuo had a fight with the elder and was nearly carried back!"

The old monk, whose Dharma name was Daoming, glared at Yanxia unhappily for a few times and said, "I have fought against demons and monsters in this world for many years and never bullied the weak. I only used the same strength and reaction as you."

Yanxia nodded.

This old monk is quite a martial artist.

But just as she was about to say yes, she saw the old monk coming towards her with a Zen stick.

Yanxia: “???”

Where is the martial virtue you promised?!

--boom!

A loud bang!

The copper mace blocked the Zen staff, and the copper mace and iron staff collided, producing several sparks.

Monk Daoming's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in admiration, "What treasures! Although these maces are not magical, they are indestructible! It is true that misfortune for the immortals is good fortune for the warriors."

Daoming moved his Zen stick, like a poisonous dragon, and circled around the bronze mace.

There were several rounds of bang-bang and pong.

The monks around watched and applauded.

"This donor is quite skilled. He fought Elder Daoming for several rounds without losing. He's truly amazing!"

"I see the donor's weapon is quite heavy, a pair of maces forged from Shoushan copper! An ordinary person would be injured if they were to wield it, but this donor seems to be lifting it with ease. Is she some kind of tiger daughter from a military family?"

The monks around were talking about it.

The old monk was incredibly powerful, and with one blow of his staff, he broke Yan Xia's double mace. He laughed heartily.

The winner was immediately clear.

This was also the first time that Yan Xia encountered such an opponent. Looking back on his fight with Monk Daoming, he felt that his martial arts skills were somewhat shameful.

Now that I have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, it would be a good idea to hone my martial arts skills.

She asked curiously, "Who's stronger, the old wizard or the bear monster Xiong Shanjun from Wuhe Mountain?"

The old monk laughed loudly, and the monks around him also laughed out loud.

"Even if I only use the strength I used to fight the donor, it will die in less than twenty rounds!"

Yan Xia's eyes lit up instantly, and her desire to learn was instantly ignited.

Oh my god, this is a master!

......

The next day, it was still dawn and except for the monk who rang the bell, most of the monks were still sleeping.

Except Elder Daoming.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The old monk opened the door with dark circles under his eyes and a dull look on his face.

Just outside the door, a young girl wearing cloud-patterned white python sleeves, carrying two maces on her back, eager to try, asked, "Elder, have you rested well? How about we have another duel?"

The Cangzhou Lion Has No Buddha Nature: Chapter 8 [Bodhisattva Descends, Smoke and Summer Appear]

Kaiyuan Temple, in front of the pagoda.

The pagoda is majestic and the iron lion is brave, but the group of monks under the pagoda kept making clicking sounds.

"This time, the donor lasted sixteen rounds! That's an improvement over yesterday."

"Which game is this?"

"Hey, the thirty-sixth game, it's been going on from early morning to noon and it hasn't stopped yet."

"How many days has it been?!"

"Who knows! Ever since this donor settled in the wing room, he has been regularly challenging Elder Daoming to a fight, and he won't stop until the rooster crows and sunset!"

"What perseverance! This donor must have improved his martial arts skills a lot! I think Elder Daoming is starting to feel overwhelmed. He's truly a martial arts prodigy!"

"No, that's because Elder Daoming is suffering from insomnia and is feeling sleepy..."

"ヾ(???ゞ)"

Standing at the feet of the iron lion, the old monk Daoming was in a state of devastation.

For seven days, the donor seemed to have endless energy, grabbing anyone he could find and sparring with him. Even during the sparring, the girl became more and more courageous, showing no sign of stopping.

Yan Xia felt that it was almost time, so she raised her hand and used the copper mace as a long sword. With a single move, she pulled out her hand and swung the sword, blocking Daoming's Zen staff.

This is the thirteenth round.

The old monk Daoming deliberately exposed a flaw, and the situation quickly turned to Yanxia's side.

Compared to when she first arrived at Kaiyuan Temple, her martial arts skills have improved a lot.

Anyway, Yanxia feels that she can now beat her former self with one hand, and it will be effortless to produce the defeat CG.

If Luo Suchang's elixir upgraded Yanxia's hardware, then Kaiyuan Temple had upgraded the driver to the latest version in the past few days.

"Donor, your martial arts skills have improved to this point, why do you still bother this old monk?"

Daoming cried out with a bitter face, then added, "Enough is enough. Hey! I still have to recite scriptures!"

Yan Xia's eyes were bright and she shook her head vigorously.

This is the experience pack I finally got!

"Mage! How about one more fight, one last one!"

The girl held two maces, eager to try.

Monk Daoming was unable to bear the annoyance and said helplessly: "Donor, I have a scroll of self-protection magic formula, take it quickly, take it quickly, and don't come to me again..."

"The old monk is busy ringing the bell for the Buddha, so please don't come over."

"Senior Brother is free, so if you have anything to ask, go find him!"

After saying this, the old monk handed over a scroll of scriptures and ran away in a hurry.

"Mage, the bell tower is over there!"

Yan Xia opened her mouth and watched Monk Daoming quickly flee the scene.

.............

Holding the scriptures, Yanxia returned to the side room.

It is said to be a sutra, but it looks more like a copy that was hand-copied by some young monk overnight. The handwriting is crooked, and the three words "Tian Xin Jing" are written at the beginning of the right side of the scroll.

She read it over and over again and finally understood it.

This is a scripture that talks about the art of meditation and protection of the Dharma. It is said to have been taught by Manjushri Bodhisattva. Reciting it constantly can purify the mind and eliminate all desires. There is also a commentary at the end, which is a mantra.

The function of the spell is to summon a magic sword to break all kinds of curses and spells.

Things like the evil wind and ghost fog brought by the two brothers Huangshan Stone and Huangshan Pine can be eliminated with just one sword.