After Hua Yu drank a cup of tea and gave Chen the "Phaseless Dharmakaya" copied by Watson, she took the chain armor and left happily.
In her opinion, in a few days, she would be able to conquer Wentian Peak like her brother.
Perhaps when the autumn wind blows, my body and cultivation will be able to reach a higher level.
Hua Yu left the Buddhist hall, but Liao Chen and the white-bearded old monk were stunned while holding the Buddhist scriptures in their hands.
Because the scriptures written by Watson were indeed content that they had never seen before, it seemed that Watson had really received the inheritance of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from his dreams.
The two of them have read countless Buddhist scriptures over the years. When it comes to the breadth of their horizons, no matter whether it is Liao Chen or the white-bearded old monk, it is difficult for the world to compare with them.
It wasn't until the two of them read the "Shadowless Dharmakaya" scripture copied by Watson that they discovered that Taoism could actually be combined with the power of the physical body in Buddhism.
If one day one can really practice to the ninth level of perfection, I am afraid that one can achieve Nirvana and ascend by relying solely on the power of the physical body.
But as Watson said, practicing this method requires some elixirs, two of which are even rarer to find.
It seems that if you want to reach the state of perfection in cultivation, you really need to overcome many obstacles. First, you must have tenacious perseverance. Second, you must have a chance to find the elixir needed to break through the state.
In the opinion of the two of them, although it is not the most complicated and difficult method to learn, it can be regarded as a treasure of Yunqi Temple.
The white-bearded old monk looked at Chen and sighed, and said leisurely: "Junior brother, make a copy of this scripture and store it in the scripture library, waiting for those who are destined to pass on this method."
Liao Chen nodded and said, "That's the way it should be, senior brother, please don't worry."
"With Watson in Yunqi Temple, I think I won't be so lonely in the future."
The white-bearded old monk pointed in the direction of Wentian Peak and said, "I would like to see how he conquers everything under the abyss."
Liao Chen thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "Before he conquers the abyss, there is still another trouble waiting for him. Senior brother, do we want to help this kid?"
After spending a moment, Liao Chen told the white-bearded old monk what Hua Yu said about Watson's fiancée coming from the academy.
Then he frowned and sighed: "Even if Watson builds the foundation in Qiu, the beautiful girl of heaven in the academy may not look down on him. His left leg is not so easy to recover."
The white-bearded old monk was stunned when he heard this, frowned and pondered for a long time, and then quietly replied: "He encountered difficulties on the mountain road, can you step forward and help him take off the heavy sword from his back?"
"No!" Liao Chen shook his head.
"Then it's over? What is fate? Is it possible that a storm five hundred years ago can lead to a marriage five hundred years later?"
The white-bearded old monk replied quietly: "Let him go. As long as the academy does not harm Watson, don't take any action."
Liao Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that his senior brother would turn a blind eye and return all the cause and effect to Watson.
Thinking about it, I am just Watson's master and cannot bear all the wind and rain in the world for him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It seems that even though I was born, I still let go of my disciple's earthly relationship. I am really ashamed."
The white-bearded old monk smiled faintly: "Isn't it just a matter of a thought to be born into the world?"
…
Hua Yu, who returned to the small courtyard, was reading and comprehending "The Formless Dharma Body" that Watson copied for him seriously.
After yesterday's herbal body tempering, she felt for the first time that there was a different strength in her body than before. She knew that it was the power of her physical body.
Even without using her true energy, her strength is much greater than before.
This surprise made her decide to conquer the Wentian Peak with three thousand stone steps in the next few days with Watson.
This was the biggest surprise for her during this trip to see her brother.
Compared with this surprise, the upcoming Nalan Qiuxue suddenly seemed less important.
Perhaps, my brother's injured leg will one day recover as before.
If Watson cultivated the formless body to the ninth level of perfection, he would probably be a little more powerful than the elders of Phoenix Mountain.
"Nalan Qiu Xueruo, I hope you won't disappoint me."
Looking at the rain and fog in the sky, Hua Yu said softly, her eyes no longer had the same look of feeling sorry for her brother before.
…
On Wentian Peak, Watson was a little miserable today.
He followed the method taught by his master and carefully watched the road, but the heavy rain and fog caused the stone steps to become slippery, causing him to suffer a lot.
Especially when approaching the top of the mountain, the iron sword on my back gradually became heavier.
The stone steps under his feet slipped, and even Watson, who was covered in golden light, also fell down countless times and received countless wounds on his body.
My hands were worn out and it was no easier than the first day of climbing.
For Watson, the difficulty before him did not make him despair. In fact, he had no other choice.
After he recited Buddhist scriptures, there were roars and screams all around him. Then if the snow in winter met the scorching sun in spring, it instantly turned into a line of snow and merged into the earth.
The master said: "You are speechless and have strange powers that confuse your spirit!"
Even though he is a blind man who cannot see, he is protected by Buddha Dharma and has the spiritual energy fluctuations of the formless Dharmakaya all over his body, so monsters in the world cannot get close to him.
To do all this, he does not need to take out the Demon-Conquering Sword and go to the mountains to kill people.
"Is it possible that the entire Wentian Peak is a huge magic circle?"
Watson looked at the winding mountain road behind him and thought to himself that it was a good thing that he and his master had practiced some Buddhism. Otherwise, wouldn't he have turned around and gone down the mountain when you called him?
Is it possible that we should not practice practice on windy or rainy days in the future?
He looked down at his disabled left foot, thinking about all the hardships he had endured over the years, but in front of him it had become the most precious gift God had given him.
Standing silently on the top of the mountain, surrounded by still vast rain and fog, I could only see three feet in front of me when I opened my eyes.
Even the white tower in the pavilion was shrouded in thick rain and fog, and even the tadpole inscriptions on the tower were wrapped in the fog.
Silently taking off the heavy sword, Watson took out the steamed buns he had brought with him, filled his stomach with cold water in the pot, and then went down the mountain.
My sister has been reading Buddhist scriptures all day today, so she is probably waiting for him at home and has many things to ask him.
As Master said, he created a miracle yesterday when he climbed the mountain. Regardless of whether it was a miracle or not, he would still continue today.
Just because there was no wrestling yesterday does not mean that there will be no wrestling today. If there was no blood yesterday, it will continue today.
Perhaps, only after he has cultivated the formless body to the third or fourth level can he easily conquer the Wentian Peak in front of him.
But judging from the master's tone, it seemed that only after conquering Wentian Peak could he be qualified to continue practicing in another place.
Could it be that, like the temple, it is also a scary place and a cave?
After eating the last piece of steamed bun and drinking all the water in the kettle, Watson clapped his hands, stood up and roared around him.
Under the blessing of the formless dharma body, the sound was like a dragon passing through the heavy rain and fog, heading into the distance. After a while, there were echoes from the distance.
As if to prove to him that you have been here.
"I am a miracle, so every day from now on, I will make it a miracle!"
After saying this, Watson looked at the white tower in front of him quietly, put the Demon-Conquering Sword on his back, and walked down the mountain.
…
When I returned to the small courtyard, my sister was already lighting lanterns under the eaves.
Seeing Watson covered in blood, Hua Yu was startled: "What's going on? Wasn't it fine yesterday? Is it possible that it rained today?"
Watson looked down at the blood stains on his body, then looked up at Hua Yu.
Hua Yu sighed heavily and walked to the kitchen angrily, shouting: "Fortunately, I prepared a large pot of hot water and concoction for you today!"
Watson grinned and said: "Don't worry, I won't die. I will be in pain for a few days at most. I can't hide at home and not practice just because of the rain."
Hua Yu's voice came from the kitchen: "Don't be scared, I won't go crazy with you in rainy and foggy weather like this in the future!"
Watson didn't bother to explain to him. Instead, he put away his heavy sword, took off his blood-stained clothes, and got into the bathtub obediently.
The sound of killing a pig was heard casually, and Hua Yu finally couldn't help laughing: "I deserved it for making you laugh at me last night."
Although life would be worse than death, Watson still felt much better than the first day. As for the knife used to cut the flesh, there were fewer of them, and it was not so painful.
This was only the third day since he started to conquer Wentian Peak, but he had already encountered three different situations. Although it made him miserable, he also felt a sense of accomplishment after conquering.
Maybe there will be good weather tomorrow.
After taking a medicinal bath and having dinner, it was already midnight when the two of them sat in the living room and guarded a solitary lamp.
Watson looked at Hua Yu and said quietly: "Sister, do you want to go hiking with me tomorrow? Did master give you the armor today? How much does it weigh?"
After speaking, he gently opened the cloth wrapped around his hand, looked at the wound where the herbs had been applied, and said to himself: "I hope there will be good weather tomorrow."
Hua Yu looked at him and sighed faintly: "Although it's not heavy, it weighs sixty kilograms. I can almost carry it on my back to climb a mountain!"
At present, Huayu has not fully grown, and still has the appearance of a girl.
Although she has already cultivated the Golden Core, she doesn't seem to weigh much. The sixty kilograms of iron armor is indeed a big challenge for her to conquer the three thousand stone steps.
Watson was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "It seems that Master has put a lot of thought into it. If it is lighter, it will have no effect. If it is heavier, you probably won't be able to climb up."
Watson understood that his sister had different goals from his own. He was practicing desperately, but his sister was practicing just to make it easier to break through the tribulation in the future.
No matter how many reasons he has, he can't explain it now. In his opinion, if his sister can follow him in cultivation, it's like the sun has risen in the west.
I am afraid that in Phoenix Mountain and the academy, there is not a woman who is not afraid of hardship to practice the Buddhist physical method.
"You have been climbing for three days. Tell me how you feel."
Hua Yu couldn't help but feel scared when she thought about climbing that mountain.
Watson thought for a while and said: "It was a little difficult at first, but my sister only carries a weight of sixty kilograms, and you have a golden elixir cultivation level, so naturally you won't be as embarrassed as me."
"Then what? If I can't survive it, can I go back without continuing?" Hua Yu frowned.
"How is that possible? Even if it snows tomorrow, I have to continue..." Watson shook his head.
"Sister, you don't need to go when it rains at most. Also, when you are too tired from climbing the mountain, you can try to close your eyes and use your heavenly eyes to see the road."
Hua Yu was dumbfounded when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "What nonsense are you talking about again? Where did I get my heavenly eye? Do you have it?"
"Do you understand what heaven, earth, and man are?" Watson carefully wrapped the cloth in his hand and looked up at her.
Hua Yu was stunned, pointed at the sky outside the door and said with a smile, "Isn't that the sky?"
Watson looked at his sister and smiled, and said quietly: "Children between one and five years old can sense the true meaning of heaven, but they cannot use it for their own use. They are heavenly beings."
"From five to twelve years old, those who can see supernatural beings that mortals cannot see are natives of the land."
"After the age of twelve, you can no longer see anything. There is also a saying that you have closed your eyes of heaven and earth and become a mortal."
Watson said quietly: "This is the heaven, earth and man I am talking about!"
