The Vajra Fist was an introductory fist technique. It was simple to start from the outside to the inside. It was easy to get started. However, it was not easy to grasp the essence of the fist technique.
Yuan Zhen's talent was not bad. He had been practicing the fist technique for six years. The fist technique's transformations were imbued into his muscles. He could be said to be proficient in the fist technique.
However, he was too young and his body was not strong enough, so he could not improve further. This was also because the Vajra Fist focused more on the foundation. It started from the outside to the inside, and then from the inside to the outside. Both internal and external cultivation were indispensable.
No matter how talented one was, one could not cultivate the Vajra Fist quickly.
Therefore, those with a certain level of cultivation talent would change to other martial arts after completing the introductory foundation.
Back then, Hui Ming was limited by his talent. He had trained for twenty years but still could not reach the Fourth Stage. An old monk guided him. His foundation was deep, and his body was much stronger than his peers. He could focus on cultivating the Vajra Fist.
Hui Ming's thoughts were simple. He really did as the old monk said. He cultivated the Vajra Fist bitterly for a hundred years before he reached the Ninth Stage and became a peerless expert.
His attainments in the Vajra Fist were unparalleled.
The moment Gao Zhengyang punched, Hui Ming immediately sensed the changes in his fist intent.
It was normal for one to learn the moves of the Vajra Fist in one day. It was difficult to train the Vajra Fist's fist technique to the skin, flesh, bones, and organs, permeating the entire body.
At that time, Hui Ming had used an entire 30 years of time to reach this level.
Considering Gao Zhengyang's strong body and brilliant martial arts, Hui Ming could barely accept the fact that he had cultivated the Vajra Fist to this level.
However, when Gao Zhengyang practiced the Vajra Fist, he combined the inside and the outside. The fist came from the heart, and his will and strength intertwined. His fist technique had reached the point of perfection. It was as if he had practiced the Vajra Fist his entire life.
Gao Zhengyang's Vajra Fist was naturally far from Hui Ming's, but it far surpassed others.
Ever since Hui Ming reached the Ninth Stage with the Vajra Fist, the number of people in the Vajra Sect who cultivated the Vajra Fist increased. The ones with the highest cultivation had already reached the Heaven Stage.
However, compared to Gao Zhengyang, they were much weaker.
If he had not seen Gao Zhengyang practicing the Vajra Fist with his own eyes, Hui Ming would not have believed it.
Wu Xiang said that Gao Zhengyang's talent was peerless, but Hui Ming did not believe it at that time. If he was truly talented, Gao Zhengyang wouldn't just be at the fifth level.
Looking at it now, Wu Xiang really didn't lie.
Hui Ming couldn't help but hesitate slightly in his heart. His temperament was stubborn, but he wasn't unreasonable. Gao Zhengyang was indeed suitable to practice the Vajra Fist. Furthermore, his comprehension of the Dharma was unparalleled.
Back then, Wu Xiang was famous for his precocious intelligence, but at this age, he was far inferior to Gao Zhengyang.
"If only you weren't Jue Mie's disciple …"
Hui Ming let out a long sigh. He still could not let go of the grudge between him and Jue Mie.
Of course, Yuan Zhen, who was in the courtyard, did not know that his master was conflicted. He circled around Gao Zhengyang and exclaimed, "Senior Brother, you're really amazing!"
Yuan Zhen did not really understand the Buddhist scriptures that Gao Zhengyang said. However, he would not speak about things he did not understand. However, Yuan Zhen had practiced the Vajra Fist since he was young and had deep attainments in this Fist Technique. He could already see how brilliant Gao Zhengyang's Fist Technique was.
Gao Zhengyang's interpretation of the Vajra Fist benefited Yuan Zhen greatly.
What surprised Yuan Zhen even more was that he was the one who taught Gao Zhengyang the Fist Technique during the day. Only at night, Gao Zhengyang's attainments in the Vajra Fist were already sufficient to be Yuan Zhen's teacher.
Although Yuan Zhen was young, he knew that this was too abnormal. However, Yuan Zhen did not say anything. He could only repeat, "How incredible! How incredible!"
"The Vajra Fist is crude and crude. Back then, I transformed into the Guardian Deity and taught it to your sect."
Gao Zhengyang lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.
"Ah!" Yuan Zhen goggled, shock appearing on his face.
If it were yesterday, Yuan Zhen would not have believed these words even if someone beat him to death. However, after seeing how incredible Gao Zhengyang was, Yuan Zhen could not help believing it.
The idea of reincarnation in Buddhism was extremely common. Throughout the ages, there were often eminent monks who were known as the reincarnations of Arhats and Bodhisattvas.
"Buddha is merciful. With the great calamity of ten thousand years coming, I've specially sent this deity to reincarnate here to subdue demons and save all living beings …"
Gao Zhengyang put on a bemoaning and pitying look and said, "Pity the people of the world, there are many worries and miseries."
"Senior Brother, are you telling the truth?" The more Gao Zhengyang spoke, the more it seemed like he was not joking. Yuan Zhen also wavered.
"Why would I lie to you?" Gao Zhengyang sternly said, "You are fated with me, so I will make an exception and accept you as my disciple. When I return to the Western Paradise, I will bestow upon you the Arhat Buddhahood."
Yuan Zhen's tiny face showed hesitation. The Guardian Deity was a manifestation of the Buddha's energy, the Buddhist sect's number one Dharma Venerate. His status was incomparably revered.
The Vajra Sect claimed to be the direct disciples of the Revered One, but its second ancestor was the Guardian Deity. The Guardian Deity held an extremely important position in the sect. The statue of the Guardian Deity was in the left hall of the Heavenly Horse Temple.
If Gao Zhengyang really was the Guardian Deity, becoming his disciple would be like ascending to the heavens in one step. However, no matter how fast Xiao Chen cultivated the Guardian Deity Fist, that did not prove that he was the Guardian Deity.
Yuan Zhen had a bitter expression on his face as he struggled to decide what to do. "Senior Brother is just teasing you …" Gao Zhengyang laughed as he rubbed Yuan Zhen's bald head.
Yuan Zhen heaved a sigh of relief. In the end, Yuan Zhen was Huiming's disciple. While he might not be very knowledgeable, his temperament and intelligence were sufficient.
On the other hand, if Gao Zhengyang really was the Guardian Deity's reincarnation, he would not casually mention it to a child like Yuan Zhen. Furthermore, he would not casually promise to become an Arhat Buddhahood. However, Gao Zhengyang's serious expression made Yuan Zhen not know what to say.
Gao Zhengyang was not playing tricks on Yuan Zhen but purposely provoking Huiming inside.
This move was a little strange, but he still had to try.
Even Wu Xiang's personal appearance did not work, so Gao Zhengyang knew that there was no way he could take the proper path. He could only try the crooked way now.
Sure enough, Huiming did not react.
Gao Zhengyang did not mind. Hui Ming was probably older than Jue Mie, so it was impossible for him to be angered by just a little provocation.
At night, Gao Zhengyang cultivated the Ten Directions Heart Buddha Seal as usual.
The Ten Directions Heart Buddha Seal did not focus on form. Cultivation was only a matter of thought. The heart moved, and the technique moved.
Gao Zhengyang had not cultivated the Ten Directions Heart Buddha Seal for a long time, but his spiritual strength was abnormally strong. He had also experienced two reincarnations, so his mind was quick-witted and firm. Cultivating the Ten Directions Heart Buddha Seal made rapid progress.
After inheriting the Ten Dharma Clothes and other important sect treasures, Gao Zhengyang's Ten Directions Heart Buddha Realm had become a stable spiritual world. With the Ten Directions Heart Buddha Realm as a fulcrum, it was even easier to cultivate.
During his daily cultivation, Gao Zhengyang only needed to focus his mind and enter his Heart Buddha Realm to review everything he had seen and heard in the past day.
Such memories could imprint everything he saw and knew into the Heart Buddha Realm, expanding the space of the Heart Buddha Realm. Finally, like Jue Mie, the Heart Buddha Realm nearly became a world of its own. That was the first step to success.
In the Ten Directions Heart Buddha Realm, every blade of grass, every brick, and every tile of the Heavenly Horse Temple appeared.
Even the dirty snow at the corner of the wall was still hanging in the same position.
Through the Ten Directions Heart Buddha Seal, one could replicate the Heavenly Horse Temple's appearance in this world. Of course, this replication was based on Gao Zhengyang's senses. If Gao Zhengyang could not sense it, it would not appear.
It was like Yuan Zhen practicing Fist Techniques, full of vigor and spirited eyes. Although it was an illusion, it was no different from the real Yuan Zhen.
After spending more than two months with Yuan Zhen, Gao Zhengyang had long since seen through Yuan Zhen. Hence, when Yuan Zhen's Heart Buddha Projection was projected, it was like a real person.
If it were Hui Ming, he would only be able to project a fixed image, like a wooden sculpture. This was because Gao Zhengyang could not see through Hui Ming.
In the Heart Buddha Realm, Yuan Zhen was still practicing the Vajra Fist. From start to finish, he repeatedly practiced. Gao Zhengyang watched from the side for a while. Then, he controlled his Heart Buddha Projection to charge over and exchange moves with Yuan Zhen.
After two moves, Gao Zhengyang struck Yuan Zhen's chest with his vajra staff, sending him flying.
Yuan Zhen slammed into the wall, causing the snow on top of the wall to fall off. Yuan Zhen held his chest, his complexion pale. Tears glistened in his large eyes as he said in grievance, "Senior Brother, are you trying to kill me?"
Gao Zhengyang could not help smiling. This illusion was a perfect imitation, exactly the same as Yuan Zhen's.
"Do you only know how to bully children?"
Suddenly, Hui Ming's deep and aged voice rang out in Gao Zhengyang's ears.
Startled, Gao Zhengyang quickly turned around and saw the skinny Hui Ming standing behind him.
"How can this be?!" Gao Zhengyang felt even more shocked. This was definitely not an illusion projected by his Heart Buddha Seal. It had to be Hui Ming himself.
However, how did Hui Ming get in?
The Heart Buddha Realm was a world that Gao Zhengyang constructed in the depths of his soul. It existed between reality and illusion, completely different from the Divine Palace.
In the Heart Buddha Realm, Gao Zhengyang was like a true Buddha. Everything in this world was formed by his Heart Buddha Realm. Simply put, it was a figment of his imagination.
Gao Zhengyang had never imagined that another power or lifeform could force their way into his Heart Buddha Realm.
This feeling was terrible. It was like watching a movie at home, and a living policeman suddenly appeared on the screen.
Even with Gao Zhengyang's calm demeanor, he felt somewhat stunned.
Gao Zhengyang gathered his thoughts and quickly calmed down. He asked, "How did Reverend get in?"
"Your Heart Buddha Sect has the Ten Directions Buddha Seal, and we also have Arhat Dreams, but it's just a small path …"
Hui Ming casually mocked the Heart Buddha Sect.
Gao Zhengyang was very unhappy to hear this, but he couldn't refute it. It was useless to brag now. Hui Ming had barged into the Heart Buddha Realm, and his face had been slapped.
"What advice does Reverend have?" Gao Zhengyang didn't want to discuss this, so he changed the topic.
"You said that the Vajra Fist was simple and crude, and you boasted that you were the reincarnation of the Guardian Deity. Isn't this your Heart Buddha Realm? This old monk will teach you how to be a person … "
Hui Ming stood there and spoke in a neutral tone.
Gao Zhengyang laughed. Regardless of what the old man was thinking, since Hui Ming wanted to fight, it was exactly what Gao Zhengyang was looking for.
In the outside world, Hui Ming could crush him with one finger.
However, in the Heart Buddha Realm, he was a Buddha. Even if he couldn't suppress Hui Ming, he wouldn't be suppressed by his strength.
Gao Zhengyang put his palms together and said, "Then please advise me, Reverend."
As he spoke, Gao Zhengyang crossed his arms and took a step forward, striking Hui Ming's chest.
Gao Zhengyang used this Vajra Vajra Fist technique with great vigor and vigor. It even had the valiance and fierceness of attacking the enemy's nest and killing the enemy.
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