Chapter 252 Arhat Fist

"Come on, get into horse stance, get into position, and start learning Luohan Fist."

Lu Yang imitated Meng Jingzhou's movements just now, sinking his qi into his dantian, straightening his chest and raising his head, taking a half step to the left with his left foot, and drawing arcs with his palms.

"ha!"

"The sound isn't loud enough, try again!"

"ha!"

"No matter how loud you are!"

"ha!"

Lu Yang's voice became louder and louder, finally reaching Meng Jingzhou's standard.

"Master taught me that shouting in battle is a way to release restrictions. The louder the voice, the more real power can be exerted, even surpassing normal power."

"Keep your arm and eye level when you punch."

“Make a tight fist. Imagine you are holding a stone in your hand. Squeeze the stone with all your strength, as if you are going to crush it.”

These were taught by the third elder when Meng Jingzhou was learning boxing, and now they are taught to Lu Yang.

"Luohan Fist emphasizes the coordination of upper and lower parts, the movement of steps and the change of hands, and the combination of hardness and softness. Your movements are too rigid. They need to be coherent and gentle!"

Meng Jingzhou pointed out Lu Yang's mistakes one by one and corrected them. These were common mistakes in practicing boxing.

Lu Yang has a good talent in martial arts, which can be seen from the fact that he learned the pictographic boxing in just half a day, and improved it into the Lu's pictographic boxing in just half a day.

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, turn back now!"

Lu Yang learned it very quickly, and his expression showed the compassion of a monk. He looked like a kind-hearted man.

Meng Jingzhou's earnest teachings rang in Lu Yang's ears: "Master told me that Luohan Fist is a boxing method that persuades people to be kind. As the saying goes, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, but turning back is the shore. If a set of boxing can make people put down their butcher knives and turn to good, then this Luohan Fist will be a great success."

"It's just a pity that most people in the world are ignorant and unable to put down their weapons and be kind-hearted. Therefore, there are only three or two people in history who can practice Luohan Fist to perfection."

Meng Jingzhou placed one hand on his chest, which really seemed like he had received the respect of a great monk.

"When learning Luohanquan, your state of mind is also very important. It is best to imagine yourself as a Buddhist disciple. When I was learning Luohanquan, I even studied Buddhist scriptures for a while."

"Recite Buddhist scriptures?" Lu Yang felt that he had found a way.

Lu Yang didn't need to study Buddhist scriptures now. When he was in the Sutra Library, he had read Buddhist scriptures such as the Diamond Sutra, the Vijnanavada Sutra, and the Heart Sutra in his spare time for a few days, and they had a first-class hypnotic effect.

He slowly closed his eyes, the delicate face of the immortal fairy appearing in his mind.

The Immortal Fairy was wearing beige pajamas and tilted her head to look at Lu Yang.

"...Fairy, can you stand next to my spiritual space? I am reciting Buddhist scriptures."

"oh."

Without the immortal fairy in his sight, Lu Yang began to recall the Buddhist scriptures. The contents of the Diamond Sutra, the Vijnanavada Sutra, and the Heart Sutra came to mind. Lu Yang tried to understand the state of mind of the authors of the scriptures and put himself in it.

In reality, Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang in surprise.

Lu Yang closed his eyes tightly, and his movements were slower than at the beginning, like an old man with the shape of a dead tree, but his every move gave off the feeling of a compassionate monk.

"Could it be that Lu Yang is suitable to become a monk?" Meng Jingzhou guessed secretly.

As Lu Yang's understanding of the Buddhist scriptures and Arhat Fist deepened, his movements became more and more fluent, like flowing clouds and water, without the slightest pause, as if he had practiced it hundreds or thousands of times, and the movements had long been memorized by heart and turned into instinct.

Bang—bang—

Every time Lu Yang threw a punch, there was a sound of air exploding and faint Buddhist sounds echoing, as if there was an old monk chanting in the void, teaching people to be kind to others.

Lu Yang practiced boxing with his eyes closed from early morning to late evening. Seeing that there was nothing more he could teach him, Meng Jingzhou squatted aside to see when Lu Yang would open his eyes.

"call--"

After Lu Yang finished his set of moves, he took a breath and opened his eyes. His eyes were bright and sharp.

"Successfully refined it?" Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang in surprise. It took him three full days to learn it, but this kid succeeded in just one day?

Is this fair?

"I have achieved some success." Lu Yang said modestly.

"Let's try." Meng Jingzhou was itching to see how well Lu Yang had learned. He didn't believe that after practicing for half a month, he could still be defeated by Lu Yang, who had only studied for one day?

"Then give it a try." Lu Yang was also itching to practice and see what level he had.

The two men looked at each other, took their stances at the same time, and simultaneously performed the Arhat Fist in a pure competition.

"Black Tiger digs out his heart!"

"Black Tiger digs out his heart!"

"Smash it down!"

"Smash it down!"

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The two men's fists and feet collided with such force that it was like thunder exploding in the middle of the field, shaking the leaves of the old trees outside the martial arts field.

The two men used the same moves and had the same strength, and they fought vigorously, making it difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"I never thought that after only one day of learning, you have already mastered the Luohan Fist like me. Maybe one day you will be able to master the Luohan Fist and persuade people to be good!"

"It was just luck." Although Lu Yang said this, judging from his smug expression, it was not luck at all.

Lu Yang was about to say a few more reserved words when he accidentally glanced at the top of Meng Jingzhou's head and his expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my brain?" Meng Jingzhou was confused.

"No, no problem." Lu Yang avoided his eyes, as if he had done something wrong.

Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang suspiciously and touched his head subconsciously.

Wait, is there something missing from my head? "Where's my hair?!"

Meng Jingzhou took out a small mirror from his identity jade pendant and held it to his head for a long time.

His head was so smooth that even sparrows would slip if they stood on it.

He is bald.

Like an arhat.

In the spiritual space, the immortal fairy laughed so hard that she fell backwards.

"Lu Yang, explain to me clearly what is going on!" Meng Jingzhou's first reaction was to suspect Lu Yang.

His hair is part of his body training, how could it fall out for no reason?

He just discovered that there was hair all around his feet, which had just fallen off.

"I, I don't know either. Just now when we were boxing, I noticed that your hair was falling out very fast. When I wanted to remind you, your hair had already fallen out." Lu Yang was a little flustered. He really didn't understand what went wrong.

At this point, Lu Yang seemed to have figured something out, and suddenly realized: "I understand."

"What do you understand?"

"Think about it, isn't the purpose of the Arhat Fist to persuade people to be good? Where does evil come from? It comes from worries. There is a saying in Buddhism that there are three thousand strands of worries. Without the three thousand strands of worries, there will be no malice, and you will be able to be good."

"Besides, you look a lot like an Arhat now, which is a perfect match for the Arhat Fist!"

Hearing this, Meng Jingzhou pounced on Lu Yang like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food: "I think you are more like an Arhat!"

Lu Yang felt guilty and ran away: "I have mastered the Arhat Fist, you can't hit me!"

"This isn't Luohan Fist at all, it's head-shaving technique! Stop right there!"

(Thanks to the book friend 20220115152208435 for the reward)

(End of this chapter)