Ryuudou Issei looked at those crackling fists, and his heart immediately sank. Even if he was truly going to become Buddha, he at least hoped to be cremated into sarira instead of being beaten to death by a flurry of punches.
"Brother Fujimaru's Buddhist studies have progressed rapidly lately. He isn't just putting on an act."
If anyone understood Fujimaru Kyoya's current progress in Buddhist studies best, it was probably Kishinami Hakuno.
Recently, Fujimaru Kyoya seemed like a different person. He could effortlessly enter Meditative Absorption and no longer asked questions that only a complete outsider would ask.
Such a change was truly unbelievable.
"This guy? I don't believe it."
"Believe it or not."
Fujimaru Kyoya put aside his urge to fool around and looked at a Buddhist Sutras before entering Meditative Absorption. Facts were always more convincing than words.
"This..."
Ryuudou Issei stared at Fujimaru Kyoya in shock. He instinctively wanted to deny everything he had seen, but he held himself back.
The Ryuudou Family had passed down this temple for generations, and he had grown up immersed in Buddhist teachings. Even if he had never eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs run.
Meditative Absorption was not uncommon. Ryuudou Issei himself had entered that state several times.
What was rare was how easily Fujimaru Kyoya had entered it.
This state was precious to any monk, so Ryuudou Issei did not dare make any rash movements that might disturb Fujimaru Kyoya.
As for Kishinami Hakuno, she was observing him. She had clearly noticed that Fujimaru Kyoya's Meditative Absorption was different from the norm.
It seemed this was not the complete form of this Zen. Then what was its complete form?
Kishinami Hakuno was very curious.
The girl sat cross-legged and sensed the Meditative Absorption method of the person