In an instant, a hazy Buddha light was sprinkled, reflecting an extremely vague scene, with arhats sitting cross-legged, bodhi trees swaying, and Zen chanting.
While sleeping, Wang Xuan’s subconscious mind was active violently. He saw those blurry and almost blurred scenes. He was not awakened immediately but attracted instead. Could it be that there really were Bodhisattvas in the past?
In those scenes, stone pagodas are scattered, ancient temples are disintegrating, Bodhisattvas are flying into the sky, golden-bodied Arhats are rising, and Bodhi trees are growing out of the ground. In the rain of light from the Buddha, those sacred scenes enter the deep space.
What does it mean? Wang Xuan was puzzled. This was the picture shown to him by the old monk. Did he have a request for him?
Soon, the old monk seemed unable to hold on any longer, and the already blurry scenes shattered into pieces, ceased to exist, and could no longer be reappeared.
The old monk himself was also wavering, and his almost decayed form began to become somewhat blurry.
At this moment, Wang Xuan, from his unstable state, was surprised to notice the details that he had previously overlooked. When the old monk faded and was about to disappear, it seemed as if a thick curtain covered his decaying body.
Then, Wang Xuan woke up with a start because his subconscious mind was active and he rose from his deep sleep.
"There's something strange. The old monk seemed to come out of the darkness and revealed himself from a very far distance. He used all his strength to achieve this step, while the female Taoist priest always stood close to me. I didn't notice the details that I should have noticed. Maybe they are actually in a very far place. It seems that the female Taoist priest is extremely powerful, far more powerful than the old monk."
After some contemplation, Wang Xuan fell asleep again. That night he decided to have a "good chat" with the old monk, not panicking when encountering problems, and communicating slowly.
The old monk reappeared, still walking out of the darkness, his figure blurry. In his demonstration, it seemed as if he stepped out of the stone wall and broke the chains that bound his body.
Although Wang Xuan's subconscious mind did not wake up, it was shaking violently again. Could it be that the old monk was trapped in the stone wall and was released because he absorbed the mysterious factor at night?
Then, another Wang Xuan appeared. It was the scene that was visualized earlier. He was still holding a big stick and said, "Since you want to ask for help, why don't you show your sincerity? Mortals have to burn incense to pray to Buddha, so how should Buddha pray to mortals? In the early years, a female Taoist priest appeared in my dream and taught me the method of becoming an immortal."
The girl is three thousand years older than him and is listed among the immortals. Although Wang Xuan doesn't dare to say such nonsense, he is inspired and can give the old monk some advice and ask for benefits.
At this time, Xiao Wang was truly fearless and ready to ask for a bribe from the Buddha!
The old monk was in a daze, and then silently demonstrated a boxing technique. Did it really give any benefits?!
Wang Xuan's subconscious mind could naturally see it and memorize it quickly. This was like... the Great King Kong Fist? Moreover, there were only a few moves that were repeated over and over again.
The old monk was very dedicated. He demonstrated clearly how to exert force and how different parts of the body including the five internal organs vibrate.
The Vajra Fist is indeed a secret martial art. When they were in the Great Black Mountain, the black-clothed man Sun Chengkun had used it. Even Wang Xuan, who had mastered the Golden Body Technique, could not withstand it. His fingers were nearly broken and his nails were lifted off by the terrifying force.
The old monk's performance was incomplete. He tried to stretch his body, but he was unable to do so. He could only demonstrate this far. When he swung the next punch, he began to disintegrate.
Wang Xuan woke up again, sat cross-legged on the bed and spoke directly, "If you can continue to show me that kind of boxing, appear in my dream. If not, don't disturb me to sleep. I will think about your question carefully after I wake up tomorrow."
He recalled that kind of boxing style, which seemed to be somewhat different from the black-clothed man's King Kong Fist. He pondered over it for a while and felt that it was not simple and seemed quite extraordinary.
In the end, Wang Xuan fell into a dream, and the old monk did not reappear.
It was not until the early morning that Wang Xuan woke up, carefully recalled his experience in the dream, and began to slowly perform that kind of fist seal. He felt that the external posture was easy to imitate, but the vibration of various parts of the body and the exertion of force were quite difficult!
"No hurry, take your time. Today, I still need to go to the Pufa Temple to solve the problem with the old monk."
Wang Xuan felt that the scenes in his dream, the Bodhisattva going away, the ancient temple collapsing, and the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree rising from the ground, all might be related to some historical events in reality. As long as he understood the inside story, the riddle about the old monk could be solved, and he could also deal with this mysterious incident thoroughly.
Early in the morning, Wang Xuan came to Pufa Temple again.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice. Why did it sound like Lao Chen? Was it an illusion? His old colleague was frightened and ran to Xinxing. Wang Xuan had talked to Qingmu on the phone two days ago, but he hadn't heard that Lao Chen was coming back. Qingmu also said that Lao Chen would stay there for a while.
"No, it's Old Chen!" Wang Xuan believed that he had not heard it wrong, his perception was so sharp now.
To confirm, he quickly rushed to a courtyard and found Lao Chen as expected.
In Wang Xuan's opinion, Lao Chen was emitting an ominous aura. After all, he was accompanied by a female alchemist who he could not deal with. Wang Xuan turned around and left, not wanting to be implicated by Lao Chen again.
However, when he turned around, Lao Chen also saw him, and actually... ran faster than him!
What's going on? Something is obviously wrong! Wang Xuan was deeply surprised. Why did Lao Chen run away when he saw him? Shouldn't he come here to complain and ask him to ask the "celestial being" to leave?
Wang Xuan immediately realized that Lao Chen, who loved fishing, was up to no good and was hiding something from him. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and turned around to chase Lao Chen.
"Lao Chen, I see you, stop!"
The morning glow was bright and many people had come to the temple to burn incense. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lao Chen did not want to attract attention, so he stopped suddenly and walked back calmly.
"Life is full of ups and downs." Wang Xuan greeted.
"We will meet soon." Although Old Chen had dark circles under his eyes, he remained calm and responded calmly.
"Fate is wonderful beyond words." An old monk passing by looked at the two of them in surprise, interjected, and then walked away.
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