freenovelworld Chapter 188: 3 Years and 1 Moment
Chapter 188: 3 Years and 1 Moment
Late at night, everything is silent except for the moonlight, which gently falls on every corner of Bailin Temple, covering the ancient temple with a layer of soft silver gauze.
In front of the Main Hall, two figures stand tall as pine trees, blending into the night, yet standing out in the tranquility.
The first one is Liu Haiwang, the abbot of Bailin Temple.
He was wearing a simple cassock, beneath which his muscular lines were faintly visible, as if containing endless power and wisdom.
He was majestic and looked like a living Buddha descended to the world.
Although the years have left their marks on his face, his eyes are still as bright as torches, flashing with a deep light that sees through the world.
The other person is his favorite disciple, Lie Haiwang.
He was wearing a tight monk's uniform, with an upright posture, a resolute face, and a look of integrity between his brows.
He stood beside his master, his hands hanging naturally, his eyes looking up at the bright moon with his master, but complicated thoughts were surging in his heart.
"Master," the voice of King Lie Haiwang broke the silence around him.
"In fact, I have always had a question in my mind. You have spared no effort to cultivate Huijing and Huineng. I am afraid it is not just a simple appreciation of talent, right?"
Although his words were questioning, his tone was extremely firm, and it was obvious that he already had some guesses in his mind.
Upon hearing this, the abbot curled up a faint smile, his eyes still fixed on the bright moon, as if he could see everything about the future from it.
"Oh?
Did you notice that?"
He chuckled and said, "Since you have seen the clues, I will no longer hide it.
I actually plan to establish a branch temple of Hakurinji in Tokyo, Japan, and use it as a bridge to spread our Buddhist teachings and martial arts overseas.
Let the name of Bailin Temple resound throughout the world and become a holy place for Buddhism and martial arts. "
Upon hearing this, King Liehai felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.
He never expected that his elderly master still had such grand visions and ambitions.
He quickly turned around, faced the abbot, bowed deeply, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!
Master, you have a far-sighted vision, and I admire you very much.”
The abbot smiled slightly, chanted a Buddhist name in response, and then said earnestly: "Lie, in the early days of building the Tokyo Temple, the situation is uncertain and people's hearts are floating. I am afraid that Huijing and Huineng are still lacking one or two. I will use a test method to decide the personnel for this trip.
In addition, you need to be there to ensure that everything goes smoothly.
Although I, as a teacher, would like to go, I am too old to do so.
Only when you are there can I feel at ease."
At this moment, a night breeze blew quietly, bringing a slight coolness, but also dispelling some of the dullness in the air.
King Lie Hai put his hands together and bowed to the abbot again, saying, "I will follow the master's instructions and will not disappoint you.
It's late at night, please go to bed early, Master."
The abbot nodded in agreement and slowly turned around to return to his meditation room.
However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at King Lie Hai tenderly: "Lie, although this matter has been planned for a long time, it still takes time to prepare.
Huijing and Huineng also need to go through more hardships before they can take on this important task.
Please wait patiently and don’t rush things.”
After saying this, the abbot turned and left, leaving King Liehai alone, standing silently in the moonlight...
The night is still quiet, but in this tranquility, it seems that a new force is quietly brewing and is about to break out.
Over the years, Huineng continued to practice hard day and night in Bailin Temple. His life was like an unfolding painting, with every stroke soaked with sweat and persistence.
Whenever the dawn broke in the east and the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and gently brushed over the ancient eaves of Bailin Temple, Huineng had already embarked on his journey to the back mountain.
On the back mountain, the waterfall is like a silk ribbon, and its roar contains endless power and vitality.
Huineng stood under the waterfall, closed his eyes and concentrated, allowing the cold and powerful water to wash over his body, as if every drop of water carried the test and baptism of nature.
This is not only a physical exercise, but also a tempering of will.
Day after day, season after season, Huineng's skin became tougher due to the washing of water, and his eyes became deeper because of this persistence.
He learned to keep balance in the rapids and feel the power in the impact. As Mr. Bruce Lee said, "Water has no constant shape, and soldiers have no constant position."
Huineng experienced the essence of the "philosophy of water" under the waterfall.
The soft sunset remained on the earth, the noise of the waterfall gradually faded away, and Huineng stepped into the solemn Sutra Library.
Between the bookshelves, volumes of martial arts secrets exude an ancient atmosphere. They are not only the crystallization of the wisdom of the predecessors, but also the ladder for Huineng to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.
Huineng read voraciously, covering everything from ancient boxing manuals to modern fighting theories.
In particular, he regarded Bruce Lee's "Jeet Kune Do" as a treasure and read it over and over again until he knew it by heart.
The first page of the book is the essence of Jeet Kune Do, "Use the absence of rules as rules, and use the infinite as the finite."
These words were like a bright light, illuminating the direction for him on the path of martial arts.
Huineng knew very well that true martial arts lies not only in the proficiency of moves and the strength of power, but also in the deep understanding and flexible application of martial arts philosophy.
Therefore, he took Mr. Bruce Lee's "Water Philosophy" as the cornerstone and worked hard to incorporate this concept into his martial arts.
In the melting pot of the Sutra Repository, he constantly absorbed the essence of various martial arts, integrated them with his own understanding, and created his own unique martial arts system.
His unique style is flexibility and diversity. He is not bound by fixed moves and routines, but adjusts his strategies and actions at any time according to the changes of his opponent.
The "law" contained in the "lawlessness" and the "infinity" embodied in the "finite" are the essence of Huineng's martial arts philosophy.
Spring goes and autumn comes, winter comes and summer goes, and the three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
During this long yet short period of time, Huineng experienced countless challenges and hardships. His martial arts improved day by day and his mind became more resilient.
He has read no less than a thousand top-level martial arts manuals, and each one bears witness to his efforts and growth.
Today, Huineng stands on the top of the mountain behind Bailin Temple, gazing at the still rushing and majestic Hundred-meter Waterfall, with endless emotion surging in his heart.
"My body is finally able to withstand the fierce impact of this hundred-foot waterfall. The completion of the Explosive Flow Mysterious Body Art is within reach."