This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 66: The Scripture of the Fierce and Shaking Mountain

Upon hearing Zhuang Lin's words, Lu Jing, Yang Tianlei, Lu Cheng and He Yuchen became even more nervous. Because of what happened before, they couldn't help but think that something might be wrong in the mountain.

"Senior, was there any danger just now?" "Was it something dirty?"

"I felt something was wrong with the wind just now!" "Yeah, it was creepy!"

"Why don't we just leave here?" "Yes, I don't feel so tired now."

Zhuang Lin looked at the four people with a smile on his face. Of course, he also believed that they were not very tired.

Let’s put aside the thoughts about the immortal path for now and talk about martial arts first.

"Don't be so suspicious. There aren't so many dirty things out there. I just got some enlightenment from reading these two books. I'm so happy!"

Zhuang Lin raised the secret book in his hand, attracting the attention of several people, and then returned the two secret books in his hand to their owners.

"Senior, do you have any advice?" "Senior, do I still have a chance to master it?"

Yang Tianlei and Lu Jing became so excited that they no longer cared about their previous doubts. Lu Cheng and He Yuchen were also envious and expectant.

Zhuang Lin glanced at the four people. He had decided to guide them before. Today, since he was grateful and had such a fate, there was no need to hesitate.

After calming down, Zhuang Lin's expression gradually calmed down, but this calmness was accompanied by a special sense of solemnity.

The four of them were confused and looked at each other but didn't dare to speak.

"So-called internal gong, although different, is essentially the same cultivation system. At least this is the case with the Tiger and Leopard Art and the Plowing Hoof Technique."

"If you follow the instructions in the secret manual, or the experience of those so-called predecessors who have practiced this method, you will probably fall into misunderstandings, which will be detrimental to your practice! You are all kind-hearted and have righteous thoughts. We are also connected to each other, and we cannot bear to see you go astray!"

They all listened attentively, but did not notice any difference between the "cultivation" Zhuang Lin used and martial arts practice.

Zhuang Lin looked at Lu Jing.

"Let's talk about things other than the details of the technique first. Your inability to master the Tiger and Leopard Art may be due to your aptitude, but the bigger problem lies with the Tiger and Leopard Art itself!"

Lu Jing was startled and spoke subconsciously.

"This, this secret manual is the fundamental technique of the Dajin public sect. All the masters of the public sect learn this. Could it be that the Wuling Order given to me is fake?"

"No, this secret book is certainly real, and listen to me patiently!"

Zhuang Lin's face was calm. He reached out and pulled out a piece of firewood with the front end still burning from the campfire. Then he stood up and held the firewood, pointing the black charcoal part with flames at the leeward side of the mountain wall.

"Between heaven and earth, various energies flow naturally. These energies shape the birth and death of all things, and contain immense power."

As he spoke, Zhuang Lin used the charcoal stick in his hand to draw two lines on the cliff face, one above the other. He also drew lines of abstract air currents, and then drew a tall, blurry human figure on the ground. Air currents seemed to connect it to the surrounding area.
I don't know if it was intentional, but the sky and earth drawn by Zhuang Lin are two arcs, giving a vague sense of up and down.

What Zhuang Lin said was actually the principle of Taoism to a certain extent, but he did not point it out explicitly. Instead, he explained the principles of internal strength from the perspective of a warrior.

The four people around him also subconsciously stood up and watched.

"Humans are born in the natural world and yearn for the unfathomable power of the world. However, ordinary people find it difficult to feel the energy of the world, let alone endure it, so they settle for the next best thing."

Tanzhi continued to paint. Zhuang Lin simply sketched out the grass, trees and some living creatures on the "earth" on the mountain wall, and they also had that kind of freehand aura.

At this point, that kind of energy has occupied a lot of space. It seems that there are many more air currents in the upper and lower arcs in the picture, and a tall human figure is standing between heaven and earth.

"Living things, such as plants and trees, are nourished by the heavens and the earth, and they contain the energy of heaven and earth. The five grains represent the so-called internal strength, which is to refine food within the body and absorb the energy. This is what is called internal strength."

At this point, Zhuang Lin drew two more arcs on the tall figure.

Even though Zhuang Lin hadn't said anything yet, the four people around him had the same feeling in their hearts: Is this heaven and earth?

Because this arc is too similar to the world that Senior Zhuang had drawn before, both were just two random strokes.

Sure enough, Zhuang Lin’s subsequent words confirmed everyone’s guess.

"The universe is outside, but it is also within the heart. Grains, blood, and flesh are the food of the body. If you only view medicinal meats and herbs as nourishing and increasing Qi and blood, you have fallen into a fallacy. The fundamental principle of internal strengthening is not to blindly expand the Dantian, not to directly open up the meridians, and certainly not to directly refine the body and strengthen the spirit."

Zhuang Lin used the charcoal sticks to outline some plants and trees inside the "human body" to create a sense of energy. At the same time, he turned around and glanced at the four people behind him.

"Instead, one must return to one's origin, absorb its energy, transform its impurities, refine one's body, shave off the hair and cleanse the marrow, truly embark on the path of martial arts, and then strengthen one's muscles and bones, refine one's internal organs and transmigrate one's blood, going against one's innate nature and returning to one's original nature."

The charcoal stick in Zhuang Lin's hand did not stop during this process. At this moment, the human body and the external breath seemed to be completely connected.

The pattern on the entire mountain wall seemed to have been drawn by Zhuang Lin into a large circle, clear at the top and turbid at the bottom, with Qi filling all elements. The "person" seemed to be located within the circle, vague yet integrated with all Qi paths.
If they had not been following Zhuang Lin's strokes from the beginning, Lu Jing and others would not have been able to recognize what the painting was, but at this moment they had a surprisingly clear feeling in their minds!
Zhuang Lin looked at the four people standing in front of the cliff, staring at the pattern. He smiled and threw the firewood in his hand back into the campfire, then sat beside them and waited.

I thought after a simple drawing, they would have a lot of questions, but I didn’t expect them to become so quiet!

So, is it that these four people are naturally gifted, or is it due to my drawing and explanation, or is it all the same? Anyway, this is fate!
Zhuang Lin thought about it with some interest, and at the same time deduced the information he had understood in his mind so that he could repeat it later.

A long time passed, and the four of them woke up at about the same time. However, even though they were awake, they still felt immersed in the painting, and had a slight trance-like feeling.

Zhuang Lin looked at their somewhat dazed expressions, and with satisfaction in his heart, he also gave a reminder.

"Remember that feeling, never forget it. It is the foundation of martial arts practice and is more precious than any secret manual of internal energy!"

Upon hearing this, the four of them suddenly woke up from their dream and realized that the senior was imparting martial arts experience to them. They were all very excited and hurriedly bowed to Zhuang Lin.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!" "Thank you, senior!"

"No need to be so polite, uh, let's eat something first."

Zhuang Lin pointed to the campfire as he spoke. He just realized that because they were all so focused, some embarrassing little accidents might have happened.

The four of them subconsciously looked in the direction Zhuang Lin pointed, and were then slightly startled.

"Oh my, my pancake is almost burnt!" "Mine too."

"Oh my, mine is almost turning into charcoal."

The four people screamed and hurried to save their dinner. They took wooden sticks and beat the poor pancake with their hands.

Yang Tianlei's pancake was the worst off. It had already caught fire when they were trying to rescue it, and it was all charred after being photographed for a long time.

"How could this happen?" "This pancake is so big and hard, it usually takes a long time to bake before it's easy to eat."

"Yeah, it's only been roasting for a short while, how come it's like this while we were just staring blankly?"

Suddenly, the people's patting of the pancakes slowed down, as if they all realized something at about the same time, and then looked at each other.

"Did we really just stare blankly for a short while?"

Lu Jing asked this in a low voice, and then everyone looked at Zhuang Lin who was sitting over there. The latter looked thoughtful, but noticed that everyone was looking over here again.

The four of them hurriedly lowered their heads and continued to pat the pancakes, but they couldn't help but exchange glances with each other several times.

Perhaps their reactions were a bit slow, or perhaps they had never seen any masters before and their horizons were too narrow, or perhaps they were simply naive and believed anything they were told.
But no matter how slow or naive they were, after experiencing everything before and the extraordinary feelings they were experiencing at this moment, the four of them had already had some speculations or doubts in their hearts.

I'm afraid that Senior Zhuang's martial arts skills are not just as simple as this.
Zhuang Lin watched the four people taking pictures for a long time and laughed. After taking pictures of those black pancakes, only a wooden stick was left. What was there to eat?

"Well, I guess you're not hungry either, so I'll tell you more about this martial arts secret manual."

When the four people, who were all thinking about all sorts of things, heard this, they almost reflexively put down the charcoal cakes in their hands and gathered around Zhuang Lin.

"Senior, please tell me!"

"Senior, should He Yuchen and I avoid each other?"

Lu Cheng spoke awkwardly. He thought Zhuang Lin mainly wanted to point out the two secret books they had seen before, but he and He Yuchen's eyes were full of longing, which made Lu Jing and Yang Tianlei a little embarrassed.

One reason is that the family secret manual is not convenient to be passed on to outsiders, and the reason why it was shown to Zhuang Lin is because he is a senior master who can give guidance but will not covet the secret manual.

One is the imperial martial arts method. If you do not have a public official identity or a record of having worked for the public, you will be arrested if you practice it privately.

Zhuang Lin smiled.

"No need to avoid it. What I want to talk about is not those two seemingly true secret manuals. I have a technique here called..."

Zhuang Lin pondered for a moment, recalling the roar of bulls and tigers in the previous artistic conception. The animal images in that artistic conception were already extremely domineering. Combined with the effect he had expected, how could he not think of something majestic and domineering when making up a name?
After thinking about it, Zhuang Linxia immediately decided on a name.

"It's called 'The True Scripture of the Fierce Benz Shaking the Mountain'!"

The four of them were breathing a little faster, their excitement almost uncontrollable. Is the senior going to teach them the true martial arts?
"Senior, how can we be so worthy of such honor?" "Senior..."

"Are you going to listen or not?"

Zhuang Lin interrupted with a simple sentence, and the four of them nodded hurriedly and spoke in unison.

"listen!"

"Well, that's good to hear. It wasn't easy for Zhuang Mou to comprehend this true sutra. Now there are only three levels to pass on. But I still hope that you will cherish it and don't let it down."

This secret manual sounded very powerful, and being able to learn it was already a great opportunity. How could they reject it? They all nodded their heads in agreement.

And Zhuang Lin continued speaking.

"When one enters the true sutra, one will have the strength of a wild bull. With each increase in skill, one's strength and energy will also increase. With each level of advancement, one will be refined a level... If one can practice to perfection, and combine the body and energy in the practice, one will have the power of no less than nine bulls and two tigers.
This skill is not judged by the length of the moves, but by the intention and momentum, and can be integrated into various martial arts techniques.
If one grasps the true meaning, one will naturally realize the Three Powers. While each person practices these three powers differently, they all share the essentials of "arising, turning, and cessation."
"When it starts, it's like an ox fighting against the sky. When it exerts force, it's like a wild bull butting its horns. Its energy penetrates the clouds. When it turns, it's like a tiger perched on a thousand peaks. Its pressure shocks all directions. When it reaches its absolute peak, it's like a fierce tiger shattering the prison. The two forces merge and burst out, shattering mountains and rivers, breaking rivers, and roaring through the sky like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, shaking the heavens."

(End of this chapter)