Out of the meditation room, Jiang Ji met the monk Fakong.

He hurriedly folded his hands and saluted: "I've seen Uncle Shi." ”

"No need to be polite, huh?"

Monk Fakong looked at Jiang Ji carefully for a moment and said, "Seeing that your essence is restrained, it is not as bright as before, and your breath is leaking, could it be that you have transformed into internal force?"

After practicing martial arts, the performance is that the dragon spirit and tiger are fierce outside, and the eyes are bright, and when the internal strength is deep in the future, the temples will bulge high.

Of course, this is a martial artist who practices general exercises.

If you practice the profound inner strength and mental method, and cultivate to the depths of the essence, you will not have these appearances.

Or the martial arts return to the basics, so that people can't see the reality.

And after Jiang Ji transformed into an internal force, the aura on his body that gave people a violent feeling had dropped somewhat, so the Fakong monk asked.

Jiang Ji replied respectfully: "Uncle Hui, the disciple has occasionally gained from his cultivation today, and he has already transformed his internal force. ”

"Haha...... Well, I thought you were talented before, but I didn't expect you to get to this point so quickly. ”

Monk Fakong was very happy, with a bright smile on his slightly vicious face.

"This essence is perfect, and the internal force of metamorphosis is very important, if nothing else, your foundation is very solid.

Unlike some sects, people who directly practice the internal strength and mental method, forcibly urge the essence and energy, and give birth to internal strength, it will take a lot of time to make up for the deficit of the body in the future. ”

Monk Fakong's face showed a look of pride: "My Shaolin has been inherited for thousands of years, not only has advanced martial arts, but also the basic martial arts has been irreversible, and there is no basic martial arts of any sect in the world that can be compared with the method of forging muscles and bones."

Even the Wudang faction, which is as famous as my Shaolin, is inferior. ”

Jiang Ji didn't know much about this world, only knew that the name of the dynasty that ruled outside was Zhou, and he just nodded silently in the face of the words of the Fakong monk.

"There is Shaolin Temple, there is Wudang Sect, or Zhou Dynasty, I don't know which world this is?"

Monk Fakong didn't know what Jiang Ji was thinking, he turned around: "You come with me, I'll take you to see the abbot." ”

......

Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Amid the sound of monks reciting Buddhist scriptures, the current presiding officer of Shaolin Temple, Master Wise, is ordaining Jiang Ji.

This time he received the bhikshu ordination, so it was more formal.

After receiving the ordination, Jiang Ji also officially became a Shaolin monk.

Originally, most of the novices needed three years of training before they could be ordained as bhikshus, but because Jiang Ji had already regenerated his internal force in a month, he usually had a calm temperament.

As a result, Jiang Ji was able to receive bhikshu ordination in advance.

The wise master recited a Buddha horn in a low voice, and the treasure was solemn: "The monks of this temple, with the great awakening of the law, the pure wisdom of the empty eight character ranking, Su Ming, you are extremely talented in martial arts, stable personality, and quite high understanding of Buddhism, now give you the Dharma name pure heart, I hope you will never forget your heart." ”

"Yes, Abbot. ”

Jiang Ji replied respectfully.

The wise master filled in the word pure heart into the degree, and then handed it to Jiang Ji.

Then he looked at the monks in the hall and said, "Pure Heart, you are a disciple of the pure character generation of this temple, and you will be taught by Master Fakong's nephew in the future." ”

Monk Fakong's face was serious: "Obey the law!"

Jiang Ji respectfully saluted Fakong: "Master." ”

"Hmm. ”

Monk Fakong bowed slightly, and the relationship between master and apprentice was established.

After that, Jiang Ji saluted the other elders in turn.

After officially becoming a member of Shaolin, Jiang Ji was able to gradually get in touch with the core of Shaolin Temple and learn various martial arts of Shaolin Temple.

Return to the meditation room from the Daxiong Hall.

Monk Fakong said with a smile: "You will be my disciple in the future, you must take the degree given to you by the abbot, if you go down the mountain in the future, you can use this degree to a temple to place an order, and the ordinary officers and soldiers will not embarrass you." ”

"The disciple understands. ”

Monk Fakong nodded slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "When you enter my Shaolin gate wall, you should first learn internal skills, and then Shaolin Changquan, Luohan Boxing, and Fuhu Boxing."

After you have deep internal strength, you can learn the Vedic Palm, the Scattered Flower Palm.

As a teacher, you are my disciple, and you also belong to the Luohan Hall, and the teacher is supposed to teach you the Arhat Divine Skill, the basic internal strength of the Luohan Hall.

However, you have excellent roots and bones, and your strength and physique surpass ordinary people, so you are an excellent candidate for practicing martial arts, so the teacher plans to teach you the golden bell jar, one of the seventy-two stunts.

You should keep in mind and study hard to live up to the high expectations of being a teacher. ”

Jiang Ji didn't expect that he would be able to learn seventy-two stunt-level martial arts as soon as he came up, and he was both happy and apprehensive in his heart.

"Master, this ...... I've heard people say that the seventy-two stunts have to be started for more than ten years, and only those who have made achievements in martial arts can pass them on, if you pass them on to me now, will it ......?"

Although Jiang Ji was very happy to be able to learn the Golden Bell Jar, if it was involved, this master who gave him a lot of care, then he really couldn't help it.

Although Jiang Ji didn't finish speaking, Fakong still understood what he meant.

He smiled quite gratifyingly: "I have already reported this matter to the abbot, and your master has agreed, so you can rest assured."

And I'm only teaching you part of the exercises of the Golden Bell Jar, and it's up to you whether you can get the rest of the exercises. ”

Jiang Ji put his mind at ease: "Yes, Master, the disciple will not let Master down." ”

Fakong nodded, and then said: "My Shaolin Golden Bell Jar has a total of nine layers, the inside and the outside are one, and when you practice to Dacheng, you can be invulnerable, and water and fire will not invade."

As a teacher, I am now teaching you the first three layers of exercises, you listen well, and if you don't understand anything, just ask me. ”

Soon Jiang Ji wrote down the three-layer exercises, and then began to ask sentence by sentence, and then began to practice after thoroughly understanding the exercises.

The wisp of internal force in the dantian began to run along the path of the golden bell jar, and then began to absorb the essence in the body and grew rapidly, like a snowball.

The internal force generated by forging muscles and bones and golden body is refined and pure, and it is in the same vein as the golden bell jar, which is an authentic Buddhist martial arts.

In addition, Jiang Ji has the talent of innate divine power, and he is even more talented in horizontal training, so his entry is extremely fast.

And Fakong, who was guarding on the side, couldn't help but be a little shocked when he felt Jiang Ji's rapid entry of the golden bell jar and the rapidly increasing aura.

He himself had cultivated the Golden Bell Jar, so he naturally understood the difficulty of cultivating this exercise.

At the beginning, he also cultivated the Golden Body Method of forging muscles and bones, and then cultivated the Golden Bell Jar, but it took three days to get started, and it took three months to cultivate to the second level.

By now, he had been cultivating for more than twenty years, but he was only at the sixth layer.

However, the speed at which he cultivated the Golden Bell Jar was already considered fast among the cultivators of the past dynasties.

The Shaolin Temple has been inherited for more than a thousand years, but only a few can cultivate the golden bell jar to the ninth layer, and they can be counted on both hands.

This shows the difficulty of this exercise, but now Jiang Ji has started in an instant.

Fakong thought of Jiang Ji's incarnation of internal force in January, and couldn't help but look forward to it: "I don't know if this disciple will continue to surprise me this time?"