Prajna

Fang Xuan continued to examine the golden foil in his hand. Unlike the methods of cultivating internal energy through meditation and quiet sitting, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was more like a dynamic skill. It used internal energy to vibrate the acupoints throughout the body, promoting the circulation of qi and blood throughout the entire body.

For example, the first level of this skill required facing south with your back to the north, the five centers facing the sky, the left foot on top, the neck straight, the head suspended, the abdomen tucked in, the waist relaxed, the shoulders slightly spread, the spine straight, the Brahma aperture at the top of the head directly facing the sky, the anus slightly lifted, the palms facing upwards placed on the knees, the third eye relaxed, breathing naturally, and the qi sinking to the lower abdomen. Sitting in this manner, with a clear mind, was the method.

This method simulated the vibrating breathing of a tiger, somewhat similar to the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound in the Mortal World. It used internal energy to vibrate the entire body, and over time, it could enhance the physical body.

"No wonder it's so slow. Using internal energy to promote qi and blood, and using qi and blood to temper the muscles, bones, internal organs, and skeleton is equivalent to adding an extra step in the middle. This is a slow, grinding process. However, logically speaking, the further one cultivates this skill, the stronger the body becomes, and the deeper the qi and blood. At that point, qi and blood will cooperate with internal energy. Even if the cultivation speed is slow, it shouldn't take a thousand years to reach great perfection as the book says. Strange, strange!" Fang Xuan said, puzzled.

Fang Xuan finally focused his gaze on the cultivation method for the eleventh level.

"Hmm?"

The cultivation method for the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill after the tenth level was only a short hundred characters.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the profound Prajna Paramita... All Buddhas of the three times, relying on the Prajna Paramita, attain Anuttara Samyak Sambodhi. Therefore, know the Prajna Paramita."

It seemed like ordinary scripture, nothing particularly remarkable, but Fang Xuan always felt something was off. His gaze subconsciously moved towards the Buddha image in the center of the golden foil.

Fang Xuan stood up abruptly, then burst into laughter.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna... Prajna... So that's it, so that's it. If my comprehension hadn't greatly increased now, and I hadn't reached the Spirit Connection Realm, I really wouldn't have discovered this.

This Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, from beginning to end, emphasizes strength without wisdom. If that were the case, wouldn't it be better to just call it the Dragon Elephant Skill? Why add the word 'Prajna'?

'Prajna' is a Sanskrit word, translated as wisdom, also known as non-discriminating wisdom. Therefore, it is not the ordinary cleverness or intelligence, but refers to the pure wisdom that can illuminate the true reality of emptiness, or it is translated as wondrous wisdom, which refers to the great wisdom that can penetrate all phenomena in the world and beyond.

Ignorant people only think that this divine skill is a method of combat, but they do not know that it also contains great wisdom. If the first 10 levels are methods for tempering the physical body and increasing cultivation, then these last short hundred characters are the general outline of this supreme divine skill."

"No wonder in the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a high monk from Tufan who cultivated to the ninth level and continued to advance bravely. When he cultivated to the tenth level, inner demons suddenly arose, and he couldn't control himself. Finally, he danced wildly for seven days and seven nights, and died by severing his own meridians.

Cultivating only the Dragon Elephant Skill without the 'Prajna' wisdom, what's the difference between this and Mei Chaofeng and his wife turning the perfectly good Daoist divine skill 'Nine Yin Divine Claw' into the 'Nine Yin White Bone Claw'?

They cultivated themselves into neither human nor ghost."

Fang Xuan was overjoyed. If he hadn't reached the Spirit Connection Realm, with his profound state of mind, combined with the comprehension accumulated by his other self-avatar, he wouldn't have been able to explore this mystery.

"I never expected that the mental cultivation method I had been desperately seeking would come to me like this. It truly is finding something where you least expect it, and getting it without any effort." Fang Xuan said excitedly.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, imitating the posture of the Buddha in the center of the golden foil.

He formed the Dragon Elephant Pure Concentration True Suchness Mudra with his hands, silently recited the general outline in his mouth, and visualized the dragon and elephant.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the profound Prajna Paramita... All Buddhas of the three times, relying on the Prajna Paramita, attain Anuttara Samyak Sambodhi. Therefore, know the Prajna Paramita."

In an instant, Fang Xuan once again arrived in that boundless darkness.

He visualized the starlight from the sky shining down, pouring in through the crown of his head, entering his mind inch by inch.

Suddenly, he felt a coolness throughout his body, as if bathing in a gentle breeze. All the pores in his body were breathing in pure air, and he felt light and ethereal, incredibly comfortable.

Visualizing the energy of the celestial stars pouring in through the crown, penetrating inch by inch, combining with the divine soul, illusions were reborn. The divine soul could feel coolness, heat, sourness, and spiciness. One could also see celestial palaces and jade maidens in the sky, Asura and evil spirits, celestial maidens and various Bodhisattvas, gods of heaven and earth, ancient sages. One could also feel falling into reincarnation, the slaughter of battlefields, the warmth of soft jade, the strictness of a father and the kindness of a mother, one could feel one's own martial power reaching the heavens, overturning rivers and seas, and one could feel one's body rotting, with piles of white bones. Regardless of all these illusions, one must guard one's mind and visualize a Buddha in the void, named Amitabha, forming the Amitabha Mudra. This Buddha is the original face of all sentient beings in heaven and earth, guarding the original thought, unmoved by anything, and can avert disasters. Suddenly, one feels that the energy of the celestial stars has touched the divine soul, pulling upwards with great force, giving the feeling of ascending to heaven in broad daylight. At this time, one must use immense concentration to stabilize the spirit, floating and sinking within the body. One must not let the true consciousness leave the body. All these are illusions...

Dong dong dong~

"Master, Master, are you up?"

Fang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through them.

He looked at the sky outside and realized that a night had passed, but to him, it felt like only a moment.

He felt the clarity of his spiritual consciousness within his body and the vibration of his divine soul.

Every blade of grass and tree in the entire courtyard, every movement, was reflected in his sea of consciousness, including the Old Imp standing outside the door with a basin of hot water, knocking.

Fang Xuan was overjoyed.

His guess was indeed correct. This Prajna Skill was a method of mental cultivation. In just one night, his mental power had greatly increased, and his divine soul had grown stronger.

Fang Xuan had a premonition that it wouldn't be long before he could step into the tenth level of the physical body, the Divine Transformation realm.

He got up and pushed the door open. The Old Imp was holding a basin of hot water with a fawning smile on his face. Beside him stood the little girl Zhang Jing, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons from smiling.

"Hehe, Master, wash your face."

Fang Xuan chuckled exasperatedly, motioning for the Old Imp to put the basin down. Although he had a Dust Repelling Talisman and didn't need to bathe or wash, since it was his good intention, he shouldn't waste it.

"Um... Master, when are you going to teach me martial arts?"

Fang Xuan took the towel handed to him by Zhang Jing, wiped himself lightly, and said, "It's not impossible to learn my martial arts, but you must abide by a prohibition of this sect."

"Master, please tell me. I, the Old Imp, can definitely do it," the Old Imp said loudly, patting his chest.

"That is to protect your junior martial aunt Zhang Jing well, and absolutely not let a single hair on her be harmed."

"Ah?"

Fang Xuan's eyes widened. The Old Imp felt a divine mountain falling from the sky, as if it was going to suppress him beneath the Nine Netherworld. His heart trembled, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

Fortunately, this pressure came and went quickly, but even in that brief moment, it left him covered in sweat, looking at his cheap master with a terrified expression.

"Can't you do it?"

"I can, I can. I, the Old Imp, swear that as long as I am here, no one can harm Junior Martial Aunt. Even if I die, I will make those bull-nosed martial nephews continue to protect Junior Martial Aunt," the Old Imp said loudly.

Fang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

According to his previous thoughts, he had originally intended to entrust Zhang Jing to East Heretic Huang Yaoshi. However, he didn't expect the Old Imp to come forward so eagerly. Thinking about it, the Old Imp wasn't bad, and behind him was the entire Quanzhen Sect as a backing, with a large number of people.