The sky cleared up after the snow, and the afternoon sun was blindingly bright.
A few men and women walked in. The ones at the front were all seventeen or eighteen years old. They were well-dressed and had an air of superiority about them.
The two middle-aged men at the back were experienced and had steady auras. They should be guards.
The one who laughed was a young girl wearing a white fox fur coat. She had thin eyebrows and lively eyes, and her appearance was rather exquisite. However, her cheekbones were high, making her look somewhat domineering.
Fang Wenxiu wore a green cloak as she stood beside the young girl. She had not expected her companion to be so rude. Her face was filled with awkwardness.
Yuan Zhen was a child, after all. He was at an age where he did not know much. Being laughed at by a beautiful young girl, he felt embarrassed and embarrassed. He did not know where to put his hands and feet.
Gao Zhengyang did not care who was watching. However, the girl's disdainful laugh made him somewhat displeased.
Gao Zhengyang slowly retracted his fist before saying to Fang Wenxiu, "Miss Fang, are you here to offer incense?"
Fang Wenxiu bowed slightly and said apologetically, "I have been very busy with my homework recently. I only had time to visit Master today. I came in a hurry. I hope Master does not take offense. "
Fang Wenxiu was not old, but she had a natural and unrestrained bearing. With just a few words, she not only explained her purpose of coming but also tactfully expressed her apology on behalf of her companion.
Actually, this was already Fang Wenxiu's third visit to Gao Zhengyang. Gao Zhengyang understood this young girl's thoughts.
There was nothing wrong with a young girl's poetic feelings. However, Gao Zhengyang rather admired Fang Wenxiu's personality.
"Miss Fang is too polite," said Gao Zhengyang with a faint smile. "The courtyard is simple and crude. There is no place to receive guests. This humble monk has been rude."
Fang Wenxiu heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Gao Zhengyang was not angry. It was a little strange for a child to teach Gao Zhengyang how to practice fist techniques. However, no matter what, it was one thing to peek from the side, but it was overboard to tease him.
She quickly introduced them. "These are my classmates from the Four Seasons Academy. This is Zhou Yu, this is Wu Tao, and this is my good friend, Zhou Yunting. "
Zhou Yu, who stood at the very front, had handsome features and a face as clear as jade. He was also wearing a snow-white fox fur coat, making him look exceptionally handsome and elegant.
Zhou Yu gave a slight nod to Gao Zhengyang. His handsome face carried a bit of pride and modesty, but it also could not conceal the youthful inexperience that was unique to youth.
"It's just some pretentious rich kids." Gao Zhengyang immediately saw through the other party's true identity. There was no doubt that Zhou Yunting was the Zhou siblings.
As for Wu Tao, he was also very handsome. However, his eyes were lively and his demeanor was naturally respectful. He was definitely one of Zhou Yu's lackeys.
Fang Wenxiu didn't introduce the two people standing behind her.
Gao Zhengyang did not dislike these people. On the contrary, he was quite interested in them. To him, these people were like a new and interesting game.
"You are the chrysanthemum picking monk Wukong under the eastern fence of chrysanthemum picking?"
Zhou Yu's voice was clear and bright, and his tone carried a hint of arrogance.
Gao Zhengyang couldn't help but laugh. Chrysanthemum picking monk? Did this youth know what chrysanthemum picking meant? If he really liked chrysanthemum picking, then Zhou Yu was really a good partner.
Although Zhou Yu didn't know what Gao Zhengyang was laughing about, he felt that Gao Zhengyang's laughter was a bit strange and didn't seem like a good thing. He couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Chrysanthemum picking under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountain." These two lines were really too good. Zhou Yu couldn't help but be curious. He wanted to see what kind of person the monk who wrote this poem was to be able to write such a masterpiece.
Fang Wenxiu also always said that Master Wukong was very handsome and extraordinary.
But as soon as he entered, he saw Gao Zhengyang practicing Vajra Fist. This kind of entry-level martial art was too crude. No expert would practice Vajra Fist.
The funniest thing was that the one teaching Gao Zhengyang was actually a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.
Zhou Yu immediately lost interest in Gao Zhengyang. He only asked out of politeness and basic respect for Fang Wenxiu.
He didn't expect that Gao Zhengyang wouldn't answer obediently. Instead, he was laughing in such a strange manner. This made Zhou Yu even more unhappy.
"Monk, what's so funny?" Zhou Yunting had a headstrong personality and her mouth was even more harsh. That was why she was laughing so rudely just now. But when others treated her like that, she couldn't stand it anymore.
"I'm laughing at the laughable people of the world," Gao Zhengyang answered casually.
Zhou Yunting didn't have a good personality, but she was smart. She knew that if she asked again, she would be asking for a scolding. But she couldn't think of anything to say. She was momentarily speechless.
When Zhou Yu and the others heard this, their expressions changed as well.
This sentence sounded vulgar, but it was filled with magnanimity and wisdom. It wasn't a simple scolding or ridicule.
Fang Wenxiu was a little anxious. She had good intentions and wanted to introduce a few classmates to Gao Zhengyang. The Zhou siblings came from extraordinary backgrounds. If he could get their help, Gao Zhengyang would soon be able to gain a foothold in Tianyue City and leave this poor little temple sooner.
Who would have thought that the moment they met, it would be so unpleasant?
At this moment, Wu Tao rolled his eyes and said, "Buddhism says that all living beings are equal, and flowers and plants are also living beings. Monk, you are destroying flowers for your own desires. That is a grave mistake."
"The flower blooms to see me, and I see Tathagata," Gao Zhengyang said indifferently, "Do you understand the principles behind this?"
Wu Tao was stunned. Gao Zhengyang's words were filled with Buddhist wisdom. A simple sentence seemed to have a deep meaning. He vaguely understood it, but he couldn't tell what it was.
The others were the same. Zhou Yu and Zhou Yunting were very proud and felt that they had outstanding talent. Because of this, they were even more unwilling to bully others. Instead, they wanted to use their wisdom to convince Gao Zhengyang.
The few of them were thinking hard, thinking of a beautiful counterattack against Gao Zhengyang.
But they didn't know that they had been led into a ditch by Gao Zhengyang.
Buddhism was best at talking about Buddhist wisdom. Although Gao Zhengyang hadn't studied Buddhism in his previous life, he had heard many golden lines from Buddhist scriptures. They were the crystallization of the wisdom of many eminent monks in Buddhism over a thousand years. Speaking of which, every line contained profound wisdom.
On the other hand, these were all talk and no action. It was all talk and no action. It was no different from chicken soup for the soul.
Although the Zhou siblings were smart, they had never seen this before. Once they entered this mode of talking and no action, they would be instantly killed.
Not only were the Zhou siblings stunned, but Hui Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the main room, also fell into deep thought.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely looking at the southern mountain. These two lines were good poems, but they were personal feelings, written elegantly and indifferently. That was fine.
The person who laughed at the world was a joke, but he sat and watched the world's various forms of detachment. When it came to "The flower blooms to see me, and I see Tathagata," there was great wisdom in this.
For destruction, he naturally wouldn't consider the neatness and intention of the poem. The mysterious "The flower blooms to see me" was his dish.
Hui Ming had practiced boxing all his life, and his comprehension of the Buddhist dharma was a level lower. He sat in the Pegasus Temple for 30 years, slowly comprehending his own cultivation path. However, it was seen through by Gao Zhengyang yesterday.
This broke through the thin layer of paper, allowing Hui Ming to have a deeper understanding of his own cultivation. But it also made Hui Ming feel quite awkward.
If it was anyone else, Hui Ming would have to thank them. Gao Zhengyang was a disciple of Jue Mie. This made Hui Ming even more upset.
If Gao Zhengyang's words yesterday were a blow to the head, then today's "The flower blooms to see me" was a lion's roar, deafening the deaf.
The Diamond Sutra that Hui Ming cultivated did not focus on enlightenment, but on gradual comprehension. It did not advocate talking about metaphysics, but paid more attention to practical cultivation. In cultivation, one would constantly comprehend the truth.
On the contrary, the Heart Buddha Sect paid more attention to comprehension. If one's comprehension was enough, one could cultivate the Ten Directions Buddha Seal. If one's comprehension was not enough, it would be useless to cultivate for a lifetime.
In terms of fundamental cultivation philosophy, the Diamond Sect and the Heart Buddha Sect were in conflict.
Hui Ming had cultivated for more than 200 years, and his accumulation was incomparably strong. What he lacked was that dazzling spiritual light.
"The flower blooms to see me, I see Tathagata." It was like a small light, although insignificant, but it illuminated the darkness, allowing Hui Ming to see the path ahead.
Hui Ming formed the Diamond Seal, closed his eyes, and entered a mysterious and indescribable state.
Gao Zhengyang, who was in the courtyard, sensed a fleeting aura of emptiness. He thought about it, Old Man Hui Ming seemed to have changed!
Hui Ming's aura was deep, but it was as firm as a mountain, with a faint hint of obscurity.
It gave Gao Zhengyang the feeling that it was like a mountain shrouded in shadows, majestic, dignified, and very gloomy, lacking vitality.
The sudden change in aura was as if the shadows had dispersed, and the sun had shone, suddenly having a little more vitality.
"This old man is quite perceptive …"
To deal with a few brats who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, there was naturally no need for Gao Zhengyang to use golden words. He did this more to show off in front of Hui Ming. He did not expect that it would trigger the other party's inspiration.
Zhou Yu and the others thought for a long time, but could not think of a way to deal with it. Zhou Yu was also very proud, so he was too embarrassed to act shamelessly. He looked down, cupped his hands, and said, "Sorry for disturbing you today. We have matters to attend to, so we will take our leave first."
After saying that, Zhou Yu turned and left. Zhou Yunting looked a little unwilling, but after a moment of hesitation, she still left with her younger brother.
When Zhou Yunting left the small door, she could not help but say, "Monk, don't be so smug. I'll look for you another day."
Wu Tao looked at Gao Zhengyang with a complicated expression, then hurried to catch up with Zhou Yu.
Fang Wenxiu, who stayed at the back, was rather embarrassed. She wanted to explain to Gao Zhengyang, but she was too embarrassed to leave her classmates behind. She stood there, hesitating.
"This poor monk has nothing to do here. You go and see your classmates off first," Gao Zhengyang said with a gentle smile.
Fang Wenxiu was a little embarrassed. "I was too nosy today, and brought them here. I'm sorry for causing trouble for you, Master."
"Don't worry about it. All of these are opportunities," Gao Zhengyang said indifferently with the demeanor of an eminent monk.
Gao Zhengyang's words were so confusing that Fang Wenxiu was dizzy. She did not know what Gao Zhengyang meant.
This feeling of not understanding made Fang Wenxiu admire Gao Zhengyang even more.
Fang Wenxiu walked out of the Pegasus Temple in a daze. She found Zhou Yu and the others not far from the door.
"Wenxiu, we thought you were going to stay inside …"
Zhou Yunting saw Fang Wenxiu come out and teased her.
Fang Wenxiu and Zhou Yunting had been classmates for a few years. She knew that Zhou Yunting had a mean mouth, but being teased made her blush a little. She said helplessly, "Sister Ting, don't talk nonsense."
"Look at your red face. You must be feeling guilty." Zhou Yunting held Fang Wenxiu's hand and said in a low voice, "This monk is so strange. I think it's better to stay away from him."
Fang Wenxiu could not help but explain, "Master Wukong is a good person."
"I didn't say he's a bad person … What are you so excited about!" Zhou Yunting laughed evilly. Her long and narrow eyes revealed a look of contemplation, "But to be honest, this monk is definitely not simple."
Zhou Yu could not help but say, "This monk's words are full of wisdom and wisdom. He really is not an ordinary person. But why would he practice the Vajra Fist? It's really strange … "
"Who knows?" Zhou Yunting was also puzzled, "I see that his Yuan Qi is stable and restrained. He's definitely stronger than that little monk … I don't know what he's doing!"
"He should be a rank five expert." The mature-looking guard Zhou Zhong suddenly said.
Zhou Zhong was experienced and steady. His cultivation was also at rank five. Zhou Yu relied on him quite a bit. Zhou Yu's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this.
Zhou Yu came from a noble family. He was taught by famous teachers since he was young and had all kinds of spiritual medicine to help with his cultivation. But even so, he barely managed to condense a martial soul and enter rank four.
Looking at Gao Zhengyang's age, he did not seem much older than him. He was actually a rank five expert. This was not normal.
There might not even be one in a billion geniuses who entered Heaven Stage at the age of seventeen or eighteen.
That could not be explained with common sense.
Normally, such a youth would be called a genius. At least he would have a chance to enter Heaven Stage in the future. In any sect, he would be a genius that they would focus on nurturing.
"This monk is indeed quite interesting. Let's investigate his background …"
Zhou Yu thought for a moment and avoided Fang Wenxiu. He whispered to Zhou Zhong.
Zhou Zhong hesitated and advised, "This person is unfathomable. I don't think there's a need to offend him."
"I'm not going to fight with him. I want to make friends with such a talent. "
Zhou Yu raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "Back then, Feng Wuxing got to know Buddha Emperor Wuxiang when he was young. In the end, he also had Wuxiang's help to ascend to the throne. It can be seen that the rarest thing in this world is talent. I think Wukong is not ordinary. He will definitely make a name for himself in the future. "
Zhou Zhong could only agree, but he laughed bitterly in his heart. This young master's thinking is too simple. You don't even understand Wukong's words, yet you want to use small favors to rope him in? Seriously …
The conflict between Feng Wuxing and Buddha Emperor Wuxiang was the Buddhist sect finding an opportunity to interfere with the imperial power. There were all sorts of major factions secretly fighting behind the scenes. It was not that Wuxiang would help Feng Wuxing become emperor just because he had a relationship with him.
The matter here was too complicated, so complicated that it could not be explained in a few sentences. Zhou Zhong did not have the ability to explain it to Zhou Yu.
Wukong was an extraordinary person. It would be good to interact with him. In Tianyue City, the Zhou Clan would not suffer a loss no matter what.
The group walked further away and soon exited the long alley.
Yuan Zhen, who had been sneakily lying at the door, waited until the group disappeared before he heaved a sigh of relief and ran back to the courtyard.
"Senior Brother, they are gone."
"Yeah," Gao Zhengyang answered casually.
Yuan Zhen found it strange. "Senior Brother, why don't you mind?"
"Mind what?" Gao Zhengyang countered with a question. "Did you fall in love with the girl because she was pretty?"
"Ah!" Yuan Zhen's round face immediately flushed red, looking like it was burning.
"No … no …" Yuan Zhen tried to explain himself, not knowing what to do.
"Don't worry, don't worry. I will keep it a secret for you," Gao Zhengyang guaranteed.
The more Yuan Zhen behaved this way, the more uneasy he felt. Yuan Zhen still wanted to explain, "Senior Brother, I actually did not …"
"Haha! We are pure monks who do not even know how to hold hands," Gao Zhengyang said seriously.
"I did not do anything in the first place, alright?" Yuan Zhen felt very helpless. Gao Zhengyang made it sound like he had done something bad.
"Senior Brother understands." Gao Zhengyang gave Yuan Zhen a strange knowing smile.
"Senior Brother, let's practice Fist Technique …" Yuan Zhen knew that he could not outtalk Gao Zhengyang. If he continued, he would not be able to climb out of a pit.
"The third form is the Diamond Spear. The fourth form is the Diamond Axe. The fifth form is the Diamond Whip. The sixth form is the Diamond Hammer. The seventh form is the Diamond Saber. The eighth form is the Diamond Sword. The ninth form is the Diamond Armor.
The tenth form is the Diamond Seal … "When Yuan Zhen spoke of the Fist Technique he was most familiar with, he slowly relaxed. Then, he patiently explained the Fist Technique's essentials to Gao Zhengyang.
"The Diamond Spear uses the elbow as a spear, the Diamond Axe uses the leg as an axe, the grip as a hammer, the palm as a saber, the horizontal sweep as a whip, the heavy chop as an axe, the body as an armor, and the Qi as a seal …"
Gao Zhengyang had watched Yuan Zhen practice Fist Technique for two months. However, he only understood the Fist Technique's essence after Yuan Zhen explained it to him.
The Diamond Fist used the body as a weapon, imitating the saber, spear, whip, and hammer. The moves were simple but powerful.
Gao Zhengyang spent one day memorizing the entire Fist Technique. Given his insight as a Fist Technique grandmaster, the Diamond Fist was extremely strong. It combined the moves of various weapons into one, simplifying the complex and making it more suitable for the human body. It could be said to be extremely brilliant.
Even a stupid person would be able to learn the Vajra Fist if he trained hard.
The Eight Extremities Fist was like a spear, and the Eight Trigrams were like sabers. The Fist Techniques that Gao Zhengyang learned in his previous life had similar principles.
This included the Taiji Fist, which imitated the steel whip and the heavy hammer, which were extremely ferocious and cruel.
The Diamond Fist was simple in the first place. It focused on the tempering of the body from the outside to the inside. The circulation of Essence was not that important. This was also the most important reason why the Diamond Fist was classified as a low-ranked Fist Technique.
In this world, Essence Qi was the source of all energy. No matter how brilliant a Fist Technique that could not circulate Essence Qi was, it was just a change in the body's movements. That was all.
Gao Zhengyang was proficient in Fist Techniques. By night time, he had already learned the flavor of the Diamond Fist.
The crux of the Diamond Staff was to smash.
Gao Zhengyang crisscrossed his fingers and punched with both fists, creating faint sounds of wind and thunder in the air.
Xiao Chen did not use any force, just his fist intent. When he punched, it gave off the might of the Diamond Staff Smashing.
Yuan Zhen, who was at the side, could not help breathing heavily. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Senior Brother's Fist Technique seems even more profound than mine. As Yuan Zhen stood at the side, he felt that Gao Zhengyang seemed to have turned into a guardian deity. Gao Zhengyang wielded a mountain-like metal staff and suddenly smashed forward.
Not to mention the ferocity, the most terrifying thing was that unstoppable might. It felt like when the staff struck down, it could crush any monster into ashes.
That kind of divine might made Yuan Zhen feel an urge to kneel.
Gao Zhengyang ignored Yuan Zhen and continued practicing his fist technique.
The crux of the Diamond Wheel was to spin. As the saying went, the heavenly wheel spun constantly. The crux of the Diamond Wheel was to spin. This was a defensive move that protected the body. The Diamond Spear was even simpler. It used the fist as a spear, focusing on thrusting and stabbing. Using hardness to break the surface, using concentration to break the scatter.
Diamond Saber, Diamond Whip, Diamond Axe, Diamond Hammer, Diamond Sword … When Gao Zhengyang executed these Fist Techniques, they were all ingrained into his bones.
It was like a jar of medicinal wine that had been soaked in it for many years. It was thick and fragrant. Just one whiff would make one drunk.
Yuan Zhen, who was at the side, felt intoxicated. He did not know why, but he felt very shocked. The parts of the Fist Technique that he did not understand became clear to him as Gao Zhengyang demonstrated.
The old monk, Hui Ming, who was sitting in the room, also opened his eyes. "This Fist Technique has already entered my heart …"
The Eight Trigrams were like sabers. The Fist Techniques that Gao Zhengyang learned in his previous life had very similar Fist Techniques.
This included the Taiji Fist, which imitated the steel whip and the heavy hammer. It was extremely ferocious and cruel.
The Diamond Fist was simple in the first place. It focused on the tempering of the body from the outside to the inside. The circulation of Essence was not that important. This was also the most important reason why the Diamond Fist was classified as a low-grade Fist Technique.
In this world, Essence Qi was the source of all energy. No matter how brilliant a Fist Technique that could not circulate Essence Qi was, it was just a change in the body's movements. That was all.
Gao Zhengyang was skilled in Fist Techniques. By night, he had already mastered the Diamond Fist.
The crux of the Diamond Scepter was to smash.
Gao Zhengyang crossed his fingers and punched with both fists, creating faint sounds of wind and thunder in the air.
Xiao Chen did not use any force, just his fist intent. When he punched, it gave off the might of the Diamond Scepter.
Yuan Zhen, who was at the side, could not help breathing heavily. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Senior Brother's Fist Technique seems even more profound than mine. As Yuan Zhen stood at the side, he felt that Gao Zhengyang seemed to have turned into a guardian deity. Gao Zhengyang held a mountain-like scepter and suddenly smashed forward.
Not to mention the ferocity, the most terrifying thing was the unstoppable might. It felt like when the scepter struck down, it could crush any demon or monster into ashes.
That kind of divine might made Yuan Zhen feel an urge to kneel and worship.
Gao Zhengyang ignored Yuan Zhen and continued practicing the Fist Technique.
The crux of the Diamond Wheel was to spin. As the saying went, the Heavenly Wheel spun constantly. The crux of the Diamond Wheel was to spin. This was a defensive move that protected the body. As for the Diamond Spear, it was even simpler. It used the fist as a spear, focusing on thrusting. Using hardness to break the surface, using concentration to break the scatter.
The Diamond Saber, the Diamond Whip, the Diamond Axe, the Diamond Hammer, and the Diamond Sword. When Gao Zhengyang executed these Fist Techniques, they were all ingrained into his bones.
It was like a jar of medicinal wine that had been soaked in it for many years. It was thick and fragrant. Just one whiff would make one drunk.
Yuan Zhen, who was at the side, felt like he was drunk. He did not know why, but he felt very shocked. He thought that he could not understand the parts of the Fist Technique. However, when Gao Zhengyang demonstrated them, he understood them all.
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