The young monk doesn’t know either. "Zi short said.
"Ah! You don't know either?" Liangchen was stunned when he heard this.
"Does the master know?" he asked again.
"Master doesn't know either." Jidan replied.
"Why is this?" Liangchen asked with some confusion, "Didn't you hear the end?"
"Amitabha!"
"It is true that the young monk did not hear the end, but the master did." Jidan said.
"Now that Master has listened, don't you still know the name of the technique?" Liangchen was even more puzzled.
"Yes, the master said that the last thing he heard was only nine roars and no other sounds." Jidan explained.
"So this wooden sign contains a nameless skill."
"Oh! Nameless Kung Fu!" Liangchen was a little surprised when he heard this answer.
"Yes, the master said this is a sonic attack, and it has the same goal as the lion's roar.
Later, my senior brother named it "Jingzhe", I named it "Shock", and my junior brother called it "Thunder". "Zitan said with a hint of smile.
The technique that didn't have a name at first suddenly had three more names.
"That's it." Liangchen nodded.
"We usually have guests coming to the temple. There was a donor who fainted nine times before coming to ask us, but he could only hear the fourth tone at most. So the young monk thought that you could only hear the third tone at most. He didn't expect that the donor seemed so powerful. That's it." Zhou Duan sighed.
"Did the master tell me how to practice this technique?" Liangchen's heart moved and he became interested.
"Master said, you just need to listen often. If you can hear the ninth sound, you can learn this frightening roar!" Ji short replied.
"Thank you, little master, for clarifying my doubts. I understand!" Liangchen cupped his hands and thanked him.
"I have been in and out of the Sutra Pavilion these days. I wonder which magical power the donor has chosen to practice?" Zhou Duan asked.
"Hunyuan Golden Bell Cover!" Liangchen replied.
"Oh~ The young monk has also practiced this technique. It is indeed an incredible magical power. Moreover, there is a bead of relief in the body of the donor. Practicing this technique will definitely be twice the result with half the effort and much easier." When Zidan heard that he had chosen this magical power, he was a little surprised. He nodded unexpectedly. After all, the usual donors chose powerful secret attack techniques.
When Liangchen heard that he had practiced this technique before, his eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately began to humbly ask for advice.
The two of them spent half a day talking like this, and finally returned home happily.
In the following days, in addition to practicing the Aruo Heart Sutra every day, I also practiced the Hunyuan Golden Bell Cover. Whenever I had free time, I would talk about sutras and Taoism with the young monk, and my life was quite comfortable.
Time is like water, three months later.
In the heart pavilion, I saw a figure with golden light all over his body, like a golden Arhat sitting in the center. This person's body was covered with a halo of gold, silver, white, and colors. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. It was a good time.
As the halo gradually thickened, the mantra in Liangchen's mouth suddenly changed. For a moment, the sound was like chanting, and the sound was like singing. The palm-sized scriptures were shot three feet in front of him like a flywheel, hanging but not scattered, floating but not broken. The scriptures are crowded together more and more, and according to some mysterious rules, they slowly come together like a puzzle.
As time passed, the light and shadow became more intense, and the scriptures finally pieced together a vague bell-shaped shadow.
The good time did not stop at all, and the halo around him suddenly converged and released, all hitting the somewhat blurry shield in front of him. The scriptures were pieced together and blended, and the shield became clearer. After about a stick of incense, a faint golden bell appeared. Shapes of light and shadow appeared in front of him, protecting his whole body tightly.
As the bell's shadow appeared, Liangchen slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the phantom of the golden bell in front of him, he was in high spirits and smiling, laughing happily.
"Haha, the first layer of golden bell has finally formed!"
I don't know whether it was because Shi'er Zhu was too powerful or because Liangchen's body had been tempered by the secret techniques of body training and sword intention. It only took two months to complete the first step of Buddha's Light Body Tempering. He then started trying to condense the nine-layer golden bell a month ago, and it took him a month to finally condense the first layer of golden bell. Even though it was so fragile and fuzzy, it still made him elated.
After these three months of practice, the fusion speed of the Shi'e Pearl in Liangchen's body has been greatly improved, and the drop of Pure Yang Buddha's blood has almost completely merged with Yuanying. The little Nascent Soul is still a little stiff, but he can already wave his arms, turn his head, and make some small movements.
I can already control nearly 50% of my Dantian's mana, and I have recovered more in the past three months than in the previous half year.
Originally, the young monk estimated that it would take about two years to fully recover, but now it seems that as long as there are no accidents, it can take at most a year and a half.
With the support of magic power, in addition to the daily practice of practicing the Heart Sutra twice a day and the Golden Bell Shield, he has also begun to add some other secret techniques, such as several sword formations that can only be performed in the Nascent Soul stage, and the techniques presented by Kunai Ya. .
There are also magic weapons that have been put away for a long time, and they are often taken out and refined again.
The old monk still hasn't returned, and it seems he won't be back for a while. The two monks did not have their master by their side. The thin monk still had strict requirements on himself, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name every day and practicing hard. However, the fat monk was in a daze all day long, looking like he was just getting by.
The only time when he was most energetic was when the three of them walked around the mountains together. After all, only at this time could he eat several exotic spiritual fruits with unique flavors.
Good times are still about picking flowers when you encounter them, and picking fruits when you encounter them, and I would like to ask you some cultivation experience about the golden bell cover.
He made another trip to the mountains, this time he flew eastward for a while. After careful investigation and comparing it with the map Kunai Ya had given him before, he had guessed the specific location of this place.
There is only a strait to the east, which is the land of Junzhou and the scope of Fa Zong.
If it weren't for the fact that his realm had not been restored and he was afraid of complications, he would have gone to find out some information.
"I've been waiting for so long anyway, and I don't care if I wait another year and a half." He thought to himself and continued to practice every day.
