In the world of Chinese Heroes, Zhang Bairen, who lives in Kaifeng Prefecture, rode his horse to Shaolin Temple after finishing breakfast.

After a long day of travel, we finally arrived at our destination.

"Shaolin Temple, I'm back!" Looking at the ancient and serene temple before him, Zhang Bairen's eyes revealed a look of deep nostalgia.

He dismounted and entered the temple.

Led by the guest monk, Zhang Bairen settled the horses and met Abbot Sanzang.

Looking at the short, stocky old monk before him, Zhang Bairen clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and asked in a nostalgic tone, "Abbot Sanzang, how have you been lately?"

The abbot, dressed in a bright red kasaya, reached out and helped Zhang Bairen up, then said with a smile, "Hahaha, very good, very good. You are in good health and your spirits are also very good."

In particular, the fact that my most outstanding student from back then remembered to come back to visit me made me feel refreshed and extremely gratified.

Zhang Bairen was a lay disciple and did not shave his head to become a monk, so he did not need to call him master.

Just like the three main characters, they all call the abbot Sanzang.

But in reality, they learned all the necessary skills.

“Abbot Sanzang, I have come here today because I have some questions and would like to ask you for your guidance,” Zhang Bairen said.

"Oh, what's troubling you?" Abbot Sanzang asked gently.

"I want to know how to awaken the true spiritual form within my body," Zhang Bairen replied.

"So that's how it is. The genius boy from back then has grown to this level." Sanzang said with emotion.

The cultivation system in this world is the orthodox method of refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, and refining spirit to return to emptiness.

Refining essence into qi means accumulating qi and blood through daily exercise.

Then, through the Qi cultivation manual, the acquired Qi and blood power is transformed into innate Qi.

In other words, it refers to the body's vital energy.

The Wuliang Qigong of Shaolin Temple is a method of cultivating Qi.

Qi is formless and shapeless, similar to internal energy, but in this world, there are no corresponding techniques or manuals.

Refining Qi into Spirit is the next stage of cultivating primordial spirit power. Reaching this stage allows one to use primordial spirit power to perform illusionary techniques, attack the souls of others, and even steal the shadows of others through special techniques.

As for the final stage of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness, that is a realm that Zhang Bairen has not yet reached.

If the previous cultivation was a transition from physical training to spiritual cultivation...

The next step is to embrace the original essence and guard the oneness, so that everything enters into emptiness, everything becomes perfect and clear, returning to the origin and understanding one's true nature, similar to Bodhidharma's nine years of facing the wall in Buddhism.

Once you reach this level, you can use the power of your primordial spirit to explore your own essence, awaken your true nature, or master bloodline supernatural powers.

To give an example, it's like the three main characters' dragon and tiger forms, as well as their water-controlling supernatural powers.

This is their true nature and spirit, which they can regain even after reincarnation for a thousand years.

Within Shaolin Temple, there are also many primordial spirits. They are all the ancestors and patriarchs of Shaolin. Although they have long since died, their primordial spirits still exist, which is why they can communicate normally with Abbot Sanzang.

"Come on, Bai Ren, let me take you somewhere first."

Then, I will personally demonstrate to you what the true spiritual form is.” As Sanzang spoke, he walked deeper into the temple.

A hint of joy appeared on Zhang Bairen's face.

Sure enough, Abbot Sanzang, who had reached the Dharma Aspect realm, should be able to help me.

The two continued on their way and arrived at the backyard of a temple filled with pagodas.

"You have broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, so you should be able to see the Shaolin elders inside the pagoda."

Their experience far surpasses that of this old monk.

"Of course, though I am not very talented, I can still release my own Dharma form so that you can experience it for yourself." After saying this, Sanzang suddenly put his hands together in prayer.

Instantly, a golden aura burst forth from Sanzang's body.

Then, Abbot Sanzang, whose beard and hair were floating, released his own blue lion form.

roar!!

With a roar, the image of the Azure Lion appeared out of thin air.

The deafening sound waves even caused ripples in the air.

“The Dharma Form is similar to the Primordial Spirit, but it is also superior to the Primordial Spirit.”

"My Dharma form is this blue lion. You can feel it up close and see if it inspires you." After saying this, Sanzang lowered his clasped hands.

The green lion strode forward and walked up to Zhang Bairen.

With an excited expression, Zhang Bairen reached out and pressed down on the green lion.

Buzz!!

After touching the blue lion, Zhang Bairen's mind seemed to be struck by lightning, and he immediately entered a state of enlightenment.

"So this is the essence of the Dharma Form!" Zhang Bairen, who was already on the verge of a breakthrough, entered a state of enlightenment once again.

A relieved smile appeared on Sanzang's face.

Several blue spirits floated out from the surrounding pagodas.

Sanzang raised his finger, making a shushing gesture.

Then, he walked away from the place.

Above the pagoda, dreamlike blue lights floated up, creating a closed environment.

This blue protective shield can protect Zhang Bairen, allowing him to successfully break through and become the strongest Dharma Aspect realm cultivator in the human world.

Amidst the densely packed pagodas, Sanzang looked at the spirit beside him and explained with great pride, "His name is Zhang Bairen, a lay disciple of Shaolin, and the Shaolin successor with the highest comprehension among this generation."

Beside Sanzang, the ancestral spirit floating in mid-air revealed a complex expression of relief and shock.

They had never seen such a young person at the Dharma Realm.

Even those who are reincarnated and rebuild their lives may not be able to regain their true strength from their previous life so quickly.

"Sanzang, why don't you persuade him to become a monk?" one of the spirits asked.

“Everything is predestined. He doesn’t want to become a monk, so I can’t force him. This is the most basic principle,” Sanzang replied.

"It's a pity. If he could become a monk, perhaps a thousand years later, he would still have the chance to attain enlightenment, ascend to the Buddhist realm, and become a Dharma protector Arhat." Another soul sighed.

Sanzang didn't say much, but looked at Zhang Bairen with kind eyes.

In his view, everything is predestined; whether one becomes an immortal or a Buddha is entirely up to Zhang Bairen to choose.

"Seniors, I entrust my disciple to your care."

"I still have some matters to attend to personally." A few minutes later, Abbot Sanzang bowed slightly to the surrounding souls.

"Don't worry, with us here, there won't be any problems," the floating soul assured confidently.

Sanzang withdrew his true spiritual form and turned to leave the forbidden area of ​​the pagoda.

Meanwhile, in a deep, secluded forest, a woman carrying firewood walked listlessly to a huge object covered by leaves.

From within this object emanated ferocious and terrifying demonic sounds and roars.

The woman, looking bewildered, reached out and brushed aside the leaves on the surface of the object.

Then, a huge bronze Buddhist bell was revealed.

Inside the Buddhist bell, demons were still roaring, but the woman seemed oblivious, instead pressing her palm against the surface of the bell.

Suddenly, the roars of the demons inside the bell turned into extreme excitement and joy.

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the huge Buddhist bell.

Golden, dazzling Buddhist light emanated from within the crack.

The woman carrying firewood was instantly brought back to her senses by the light of the Buddha.

Then, he turned and ran away in a panic.

Behind the woman, golden Buddhist light illuminated the dense forest, and the urgent tolling of bells rang out automatically. The roars of demons had become increasingly terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, an explosion destroyed the golden Buddhist bell.

Then, a beam of golden light pierced through the mountains and dense forests, illuminating the clouds and the horizon.

"Help! Help me!!"

The woman fled in panic, and even the firewood she was carrying gradually scattered on the ground during her escape.

From inside the Buddhist bell, countless tentacles and liquids flew out, like the venom of a symbiotic organism, flying wildly in the air, piercing through layers of trees, and chasing after the fleeing wood-gathering woman.

"I'm finally free!"

A deep, hoarse roar of excitement came from the purplish-black liquid.