Zhang Xuezhou's time in the secret land of West Kunlun was very difficult. Areas beyond his scope of knowledge unknowingly brought him high risks.
Things that seemed normal to people in the secret land, but were abnormal when applied to him.
He even almost died from abdominal distension caused by taking Valencia.
At that time, Zhang Xuezhou just wanted to leave the secret place in West Kunlun as soon as possible.
But until now, he realized that he was missing a lot due to his lack of strength and knowledge.
As he continued to practice ignorantly, Zhang Xuezhou never understood the condition of his body.
He even had difficulty understanding the changes in his Bigu Technique, and he didn't know what impact this acupoint would have after it became a thoroughfare.
Compared with Sleepy's little things, he himself is the most important thing.
This made Zhang Xuezhou listen very seriously, and he almost didn't prick up his ears.
"Master, the hundreds and thousands of acupoints you mentioned are so different from the practice of our Han Dynasty. Why haven't you considered making the practice simpler?" Zhang Xuezhou tried to ask: "For example, if you combine hundreds of thousands of acupoints into one, wouldn't this be possible? It’s not that much easier!”
"The key to practice in subdivided fields is to be meticulous," Brother Tathagata explained: "If you are meticulous to the extreme, you will be impeccable. Although practice in the situation you mentioned is easier, flaws in the body and techniques are inevitable!"
"In other words, your practice in countless ways is to make up for the flaws in your body and skills?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"You can understand it this way." Brother Tathagata nodded and said: "Although this type of practice is complicated, the abilities it brings are at least three points stronger than those at the same level. But are practitioners willing to spend more time and energy to practice in subdivided areas? It’s another option.”
"What you said is as if we are willing to practice this kind of technique," Wu Chao complained.
"It may be lucky to have it, but it is not unfortunate to not have it," Brother Tathagata said: "I have practiced this method to combine with the physical body for hundreds of years. I have suffered countless hardships, but I can only dominate in the eighth realm. If I had not done this With careful cultivation, I am now a ninth-level monk, so it is not difficult to defeat myself at the moment."
"Master, what do you eat to stay young?" Zhang Qian said in disbelief: "The physical body's energy and blood only last for thirty years. How can a person cultivate the physical body for a hundred years?"
"This is the secret of the art of physical cultivation with one hundred and eight thousand apertures." Brother Tathagata responded: "This kind of cultivation allows my physical body to last longer than what can be cultivated under normal conditions, and also has a lifespan beyond normal. , it would not be difficult for me to live for another hundred years if I step into the ninth realm."
"This is so enviable." Zhang Qian said with envy: "Is this your way of teaching?"
"Buddha saves people, this method is naturally spread to the outside world. As long as you have the corresponding qualifications and are willing to convert to my teachings, there is no problem in learning this method," Brother Tathagata said.
"I want to be a monk!"
Zhang Qian let out a sigh of disappointment, but his thoughts quickly retreated.
After all, the monk in front of him said that he was a monk in the eighth realm, and it was rare to meet an opponent at this level.
If the monk told the truth, it would be useless for Zhang Qian to use force and he would be beaten to the ground in an instant.
If the monk tells lies, the other person's numerous orifices will be a joke, just pure deception, and it will be useless if you get it.
He figured it out and had no worries in his heart.
Zhang Xuezhou, on the other hand, fell into constant questioning.
Zhang Xuezhou did not ask about the art of cultivation, but continued to learn about hundreds of thousands of things, and mentioned all kinds of strange ideas for Brother Tathagata to answer.
"Junior brother is rarely so enthusiastic about cultivation. Could it be that junior brother has also learned hundreds of thousands of techniques?"
Zhang Xuezhou asked diligently and didn't even bother to answer the question, which made Wu Chao thoughtful.
Zhang Xuezhou is the inheritor of the Yin Yang family. He has also benefited from the Dharma lectures given by the respected master, and was taught by Hong Ku for a period of time. Although these things are not very pleasant, Zhang Xuezhou's knowledge has been truly enhanced.
Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou thought it was good, and Wu Chao had little resistance in his heart.
He didn't like Senior Brother Tathagata's daily sermons, but he was willing to see how monks of his own age made choices, and he was also willing to listen to what monks of his own age said.
"So I have to learn a little from this cheap senior brother, so I won't suffer too much, and I won't end up being controlled by the Western religion!"
The thoughts in Wuchao's mind changed, and he also began to pester Brother Tathagata, asking him to tell him as much as possible.
"No matter how much you tell me, it will only be the moon in the mirror, and it will have no effect on you at all." Brother Tathagata said: "If there is no God-given destiny, there will only be hundreds of years of hard work like me. This is not something ordinary people can persist. This persistence also means nothing to many people!”
"Senior brother, I am smart. The leader said that I am a smart person worthy of training," Wu Chao recommended himself.
"Your talent is indeed excellent, but you are not suitable for practicing such complicated techniques at the moment." Brother Tathagata said: "Only when the problem of your realm technique being stuck is solved, the leader will not take back this evaluation!"
"cut!"
"Don't neglect this matter." Brother Tathagata solemnly warned: "There have been at least dozens of Buddhist disciples nominated in the religion for hundreds of years, but after the great waves washed away the sand, there are only four of us left. If you can't solve the problem, you will inevitably Follow in the footsteps of those people!"
"What's the meaning?"
"The Jiamu Walker you killed by accident was one of the nominees. If you can't stand out, you will definitely become a stepping stone for other nominees!"
"You are cultivating Gu, you are a cult, please let me go!"
Wu Chao muttered loudly, and Brother Tathagata recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.
After some hesitation, Wu Chao explained everything about himself to Zhang Xuezhou, without causing any awareness from Brother Tathagata.
There was a trace of despair in his eyes, and he felt that after stepping out of the pit in Yi Zhe River Holy Land, he entered a bigger pit.
For Wuchao, the difficulty of gaining freedom is as high as the sky.
The Hongku he dealt with in the past was just a mage from the Yiji River Holy Land, but what he now needs to deal with to regain his freedom is Brother Tathagata, who is nearly invincible in the Solitary Realm, and even has the involvement of Western religions.
Gaining freedom was difficult, and surviving in the West was even harder.
Brother Tathagata is not having a good time, let alone him.
Even if he successfully solves the problem and becomes the Fifth Buddha, he will easily die.
There is competition among the nominees and equally fierce competition among the Buddhist disciples.
All Buddhist disciples know very well that there are only two leaders of the Western religion, and the successors also only need two people, or even only one person.
All Buddhists will eventually have a battle.
If you win, you will naturally become the master of the top holy land, but if you fail, the result will be death or disability.
Wuchao's cultivation level was the worst, and it was difficult for him to compete among the nominees, let alone participate in the Buddhist competition.
This is a dead end for him, so it is not surprising that Wuchao wants to break away from the Western religion.
His eyes changed continuously, obviously he wanted to find a hopeful path to survival.
(End of chapter)
