"In fact, the foundation is to let your body be refined to a more perfect level, to make up the body more or less a few congenital defects. In general, building a foundation can be done from a young age, so that you can be physically superior from an early age and be free from all diseases." Yun Jinghong said.
"Then why didn't my father help me build the foundation when I was trained and baptized as a child, so that I could enter the road of repair earlier?" Wang Bugui confused with a slightly puzzled frown.
"Although your body has been trained and baptized since childhood, it is not really the way to build a foundation. It can only be said that the starting point of your monasticism will be firmly fixed at a very high point. The real foundation will be built by all kinds of natural resources and resources. Presumably your father did not have so much preparation at that time."
"Therefore, it is only to help your body to become
In Yuxu Palace, dew drops in the morning glided through the jade-like spirit grass and dropped into the earth. As a golden light pierced the boundless sky in the Pure Land, several golden light tore through the stratosphere, announcing the arrival of another day. On this day, when the sun just shone into the hall, Wang Bugui got up. He found Yun Jinghong early and asked for advice on how to bring prana power into the body. The two came to sit on the ground under the Purple Waterfall. This was the place where the aura of the whole piece of pure land was strongest and could make the heart calm down. Yun Jinghong said earnestly to Wang Bugui, "The first thing to do is to practice your heart. The reason why you need to know what you are doing and what is the meaning of your existence is to set up your heart so that you can walk well on the way. You can be regarded as a monk only if you have an unchanging Taoist heart. Now that the Tao has begun to take shape, the foun
"What we learn in the sect is called the Eight Limits Heavenly Kung Fu. Do you know what it is?" Yun Jinghong asked Wang Bugui. The latter thought for a second, and answered, "Nope. But I seem to have heard that there was a martial art in Japan named the Eight Inner Gates. Is there any connection between them?" "Yes, there is. Actually, the Eight Inner Gates was passed to Japan from China, as well as the Gestures. I will explain it briefly. The Gestures originated in the early stage of the Xia Dynasty of China and was later introduced to Nepal, India, and finally Japan." "However, the Gestures are usually used as a kind of assistance by those who don't own enough power to resort to the martial arts, while those real kung fu masters, such as the true immortals, can do so at their own will. They resort to martial arts as they mentioned them, and rarely have to gesture." "The Eight Inner Gates was born in the Yellow Empe
"Well! Ah!" Wang Bugui woke up early. Last night, he dreamed that he was volleying on the pure land to absorb the natural auras. Today, he felt that his body had become a lot lighter and agiler. "Bugui, come to the Purple Waterfall. I will teach you how to practice the Eight Limits. Now there are two ways to go; tell me your choice after my introduction." Yun Jinghong summoned Wang Bugui under the Purple Waterfall. The latter hurriedly went to the Purple Waterfall. On the pure land of the Yuxu Palace, under the Purple Waterfall, Yun Jinghong, dressed in white, had waited in front of the waterfall. Today, he resumed his vacant temperament like an immortal. Wang Bugui made greetings, then retreated to his side. Yun Jinghong turned around and uttered, "Listen, the Eight Limits Heavenly Kung Fu of our sect has a different practicing standard from other sects. It is the same that you will reach the Basing State after a hundred days, but the l
The sun rose, and the golden lights fell. Peace and bliss filled up the whole Yuxu Secret Area. The dew of the green wood fell on the jasper-like branches and leaves, and the two suspended mountains, surrounded by clouds and fogs, were more sacred under the sunshine. On the jade bench outside the Yuxu Palace, Wang Bugui woke up, and slowly opened his eyes. "Oh!" The sun shone at his eyes, and he raised his hand to block it. At this moment, he found that he was soaking in a big tub. He stood up and stretched his body. All his bones creaked. He felt that his body was much stronger than ever. "Wake up? Put on your clothes and come with me. It's time to teach you how to practice the Eight Limits." Yun Jinghong looked at Wang Bugui calmly in the distance. The latter quickly got dressed and followed Yun Jinghong. Yun Jinghong took Wang Bugui to the Cultivation Field behind the Yuxu Palace and began to teach the latter the Eight Limits. Yun Jinghong
Yun Jinghong took Wang Bugui back to the jade bench. They two sat cross-legged. "Listen, I'm now going to teach you a pithy formula named Golden Magical Curses of the Taoism. Cultivate the prana power with it." Yun Jinghong said. Wang Bugui was surprised, "We don't have our own pithy formula, do we?" "Yes, we have, but it is based on that pithy formula. Besides, different sects related to Taoism have the same origin. All are aimed at pursuing to be immortal. What's the difference?" Yun Jinghong explained. Wang Bugui suddenly realized, then nodded to sign he was ready to start. "Between the heavens and the earth, the prana power is the root of everything; After suffering countless disasters, my strength is proved; Inside and outside the three realms, Taoism is overweening; There is a golden light inside me, covering my body; You can't see it, nor hear it; It contains the whole world, and is the source of myriad things; if you extol it
"Chirp chirp..." Wang Bugui was woken up from his sweet dreams by the calls of a bird and opened his eyes to see a group of small spiritual beasts gazing at him, as if he was some rare species of animal. As he expected, the little animals had grown considerably closer to him, and it was the little red sparrow that woke him up. A qilin beast was in his arms, while a small jade rabbit lay on his head, constantly rubbing its forehead against him as a sign of friendship. Wang Bugui could not help but smile serenely as he looked at the cute and exquisitely fragile small creatures. He patted them on their heads before turning his attention back to cultivation, and they did likewise. He entered a state of enlightenment again after six hours of meditation, but it was not as meaningful as that which he had experienced yesterday. Even so, he managed to draw the auras of Heaven and Earth to wrap around his body, benefitting the small spiritua
It was yet another morning, and as usual, Wang Bugui could be found meditating and breathing mindfully while sitting cross legged on the jade bench. He had begun training the moment the first ray of sunlight hit him, and he exhaled the redundant qi in his body with every breath cycle. He got up only after an hour and slowly stretched his body. By this time, sunlight was shining upon every patch of Pure Land, and peace reigned over the place. Wang Bugui smiled confidently at the Sun, his smile looking extremely warm and bright even though there was a hint of devilishness in it. He stroked his pendant before beginning to cultivate his prana power and blood of his vitals. Two rays of divine lights were emitted from his body, one golden and the other red, the moment he sat down. They were formed by his Innate Prana Power and vital blood respectively. "The Heavens grant you the gift of prana power, while you were formed out of nothingness..." Wan
From the moment Yun Jinghong told Wang Bugui that he could gather herbs in the woods, the boy began to train even harder. Each day, upon the conclusion of his prana power training, he would go into the woods to gather fruit and herbs. No matter how deep the herbs were hidden in the ground, he could find them, as the small spiritual beasts that were his friends had a strong sense of smell, and he sent them in every direction to search for herbs on his behalf. They would come back within 15 minutes with herbs that gave off strange fragrances and looked exquisite in their mouths, and Wang Bugui would give them marvelous fruit and berries in exchange, before bidding them farewell cheerfully and heading back to the Purple Waterfall. Wang Bugui lifted his head to gaze up at the Purple Waterfall made of a galaxy of stars when he reached its feet. He could sense the force of a galaxy of stars falling from the Nine Heavens just by looking at it, as if he was reall