Chapter 30: Another Breakthrough
"Spirit Turtle Spitting Method, this is a profound Taoist spitting kung fu, but it is an internal practice with long physical strength. Taoism's spitting kung fu is more profound than the Great Zen Temple's Buddhist spitting, this is a detailed comparison made in the martial arts scriptures, it should be believable. However, the Da Chan Temple's Ox Demon Power Fist and Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist, two sets of sinews and flesh and bones, are superior to most of the Taoist martial arts. Buddhist martial arts emphasize on the sinews and bones, while Taoist martial arts emphasize on vomiting, both sides have their own strengths."
Hong Yi's eyes landed on the Spiritual Turtle Vomiting Resolve on the desk, and his mind naturally recalled the reasoning behind practicing martial arts.
"It's a pity that I don't know what the Great Zen Temple's highest martial arts secret code, the Present Rudraksha Sutra, looks like."
Hong Yi remembered the Maitreya Sutra that he had obtained from amongst the martial arts scriptures, and he had searched the martial arts scriptures as well these months, but he had not found any other scrolls.
Obviously, only this volume of the Maitreya Sutra was hidden in the entire martial scripture, as for the other two volumes of the Present Rudra Sutra and the Future Lifeless Sutra, he did not know where they were hidden.
Sighing on one side, he walked to the desk and picked up the book "Spirit Turtle Spitting Breath Technique" and flipped it open.
This book is not thick, only a thin eighteen pages, the first nine pages are a human-shaped pattern, on the painting of the short and long breath and the corresponding internal activities of the five viscera and six bowels with the breath.
Next to the painting is a small word note, Hong Yi took a look at it and felt that the rhetoric is beautiful, the words are accurate, can make people understand the meaning at once.
The last nine pages were recorded prescriptions, all of which were prescriptions to cleanse the intestines and stomach, kill the nine insects, and expel filth.
"This is a rare secret book ......"
Hong Yi immediately determined the value of this Spirit Turtle Spitting Breath Technique.
Because the book drawings are also clear, a few strokes on the human body sketched vividly, see the picture phase on the human body organs, Hong Yi have a kind of and their own internal organs clear contrast immersive feeling.
And then the mastery of the world's martial arts, writing the book up, the words are not accurate, illustrations painted fuzzy, so that people do not understand so, that practicing iron will surely go off the deep end. Such as the martial arts scripture inside the record of many boxing, are the text is obscure, simple drawings, simply can not let people practice.
And the author of the book of beautiful words, pictures vivid, practicing people will be twice as effective, and will not be out of the fork.
A large part of the value of a boxing secret book was determined by this.
"However, although this pictorial human figure is lifelike and immersive, it is still a thousand miles away from the Maitreya Sutra, and does not have the flavor of the Maitreya Sutra."
Hong Yi again compared the illustrated text of this secret book and the Maitreya Sutra, but compared the gap.
"Huh! This painting."
Just as Hong Yi was comparing the Maitreya phase on the Maitreya Sutra and the Spirit Turtle Spitting Breath Method's human phase, his eyes also turned to a pair of calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall.
This pair of calligraphy and paintings was a painting of plums.
In the icy sky and snow, a few plum blossoms blossomed between the ice and snow, jade bones and ice muscles, vivid and lovely.
Hong Yi took a look at the plum in the icy sky and snow, the first look is not yet feel, only feel very vivid, but the more you look down the more you feel the bone piercing coldness, at the same time the mouth and nose seem to smell the fragrance of the proud snow.
"Whose painting is this, such charm? Simply immortal?" Hong Yi walks forward and finds that the following inscription is "In the first month of the 40th year of the Great Qian Dynasty, Qian Daozi presented to Brother Xuanji, Meng Bingyun."
"So it's a painting by the painting saint Qian Daozi? Xuanji is obviously the father, who is Dream Bingyun? It seems to be a woman. This painting ....... Standing proudly in the snow, jade bones and icy muscles ...... is worthy of being a painting of the painting saint, but, after savoring it, it is still not as good as the Maitreya Sutra."
Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing the goods.
When Hong Yi observed the painting, he remembered the Buddha image on the Maitreya Sutra.
The mood of the Buddha image on the Maitreya Sutra: the emptiness is vast, boundless, I sit in the center, eternally motionless, sitting and watching the thousands of generations of finger snapping moments, and all the things in the past are illusory.
Comparing this with the painting of the saint, I figured out the true meaning of the painting, and realized more profoundly the Buddhist principles contained in the painting on the scripture scrolls.
A feeling that can only be realized but not described in words swirls in Hong Yi's heart.
Zen is the seal of the heart, the Tao is the transmission of the heart, and the divine soul is the thought of the heart.
Hong Yi's head naturally visualized the figure of the Buddha, he seemed to gradually become one with the Buddha, feeling the vastness of the void, boundless, sitting alone in the center, the true nature of the immovable, the mind does not turn, the passage of thousands of years as a split second, all experience is all kinds of illusion, such as dreams and bubbles flicker and disappear, leaving no traces.
The divine soul is moving, rapidly growing, there is a feeling of going out of the body.
I don't know how long it took.
Boom!
Hong Yi's divine soul did not move, unexpectedly drilling out from the top door, looking around, there was not a trace of discomfort around his body.
It was broad daylight.
The divine soul disembodied actually did not have the slightest discomfort.
The realm of day swimming!
Hong Yi had been practicing in accordance with the cultivation on the Maitreya Sutra for more than a month since the Night Journey, and had not made any breakthroughs, and had only made some slight progress, but now he had comprehended a breakthrough.
After Hong Yi's divine soul came out of his shell, he didn't go out to roam, but returned to his shell again and looked at the books in his hands.
The last time out of the shell night swim, injured the soul, he did not dare to go out recklessly, have to speculate on speculation.
Flip between, actually vice vice image text after a sweep, as if engraved, deep in the head, actually have a kind of unforgettable flavor.
"After reaching the realm of day trips, you can actually forget everything?" Hong Yi realized the change in himself and quickly flipped through the book.
"Although I am well versed in the Bull Demon Power Fist, and my sinew and flesh kung fu has been practiced quite a bit, and when I reach the Martial Apprentice's realm, I also have the Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist, which can be practiced all the way up to the Martial Master's realm without having to bother with the kung fu, but in order to step into the Innate Realm it is necessary to have breathing and exhaling kung fu, and exhaling and internal practice can be practiced concurrently along with the sinew and skin and flesh." Hong Yi flipped through it while memorizing it, at the same time, he was glad in his heart, "Today, fortunately, thanks to entering Princess Zhennan's potential, I was able to enter my father's study and was able to have a glimpse of it. Now that I've actually made a breakthrough, it's just the right time to strongly memorize these secret books."
Hong Yi did not doubt why his father's study had these profound spitting secrets in it.
Hong Xuanji was a Martial Saint, it would be strange if there were no boxing secrets in his study.
Just as Hong Yi finished reading this Spirit Turtle Spitting Method, when he was about to rummage through the second boxing secret book, he suddenly felt something was wrong:
"Oh no, my father does not allow me to practice martial arts, I secretly practiced it is just, but also borrowed Princess Zhennan's momentum to the study to go through his books, this is not touching his scales?"
Hong Yi thought of this, but it is not trivial, his back is out of a cold sweat.
"Princess, it's getting dark, the eldest madam invites you out for a feast." Just when Hong Yi was alarmed, a big maid came in with four maidservants.
"Is it getting dark?"
Hong Yi raised his head to look outside the window, and sure enough, it was already overcast.
"I didn't think that the time spent reading books would pass so quickly? Where is the princess? Princess ......"
Hong Yi then realized that Luo Yun was also holding a book in the corner on the other side of the bookshelf looking mesmerized, and even had her legs spread out, sitting on the ground without a care in the world, without a bit of the princess' demeanor.
Only after hearing Hong Yi's repeated shouts did Luo Yun raise her head blankly and let out an "ah" while standing up.
"Princess is good at martial arts." Hong Yi secretly marveled in his heart, after sitting and reading for so long, Luo Yun didn't feel the slightest bit of soreness and discomfort when she stood up.
"Oops, it's getting dark." Luo Yun called out, stuck the book on the shelf, patted her legs and smiled at Hong Yi, "Hong Yi, you didn't even talk to me just now?"
"We're all mesmerized by reading the book, let's talk when we have time." Hong Yi reluctantly smiled, in his heart, he was still thinking about some of the consequences of angering Hong Xuanji.
"Yeah, we're all mesmerized." Luo Yun suddenly stared at Hong Yi with her eyes and smiled again, "You are a decent and good person."
Hong Yi was laughed at by Luo Yun so much, the worry in his heart also washed away a lot, anyway, things are done, soldiers come to block, water comes to earth, when the time comes to face Hong Xuanji then think of a way.
Hearing Luo Yun say that he was a decent and good person, Hong Yi suddenly had a feeling that the two of them had gotten a lot closer.
This time when he came to the Luang Huan Book House, although the two of them did not say half a word, they were both reading books in silence, but it seemed as if they were closer than a thousand words.
"I'm going to the palace, it's a pity that I didn't say anything today, if you don't live in the mansion it's good, I can often go to find you, otherwise coming to this mansion, there are too many manners, it's not interesting." Luo Yun said.
"By the way, have you gone inside the Taoist temple and bought the blood pattern steel yet?" Hong Yi asked.
"No, the Yu Jing Guan is so big, I turned my head around, but after asking for a long time, no Taoist priest knows about the Bloodline Steel."
"What is the matter with Lady Yuan Fei that you just mentioned?"
"It's like this then .........."
The two walked out between conversations.
