Lion's Roar, Precept-Breaking Blade!

At Listening Wind Cliff in the rear mountain.

Guy led nearly every monk in Fire Temple.

They arrived in a mighty procession.

He leaped into the air.

Then sat cross-legged atop the familiar boulder where he had once chanted scriptures every day.

"Everyone, please take a seat."

Seeing this, the other monks also found places in the open space before the cliff.

They sat cross-legged in the same manner, their burning gazes fixed on their new head monk.

Guy swept his gaze over the crowd and slowly began to speak.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached every ear:

"Today, I will teach you Shaolin Lion's Roar."

"This technique was not invented out of thin air."

"According to the ancient inheritance I obtained, when the Buddha preached at Spirit Mountain, his voice was vast and mighty, like the furious roar of a lion king."

"It could awe all beasts and subdue heretics."

"In later generations, great Buddhist masters observed the lion king's majesty and heard the Buddha's teachings. Inspired by this, they created this sound-wave divine art."

"Thus, this technique is not a sound meant for slaughter."

"It is the supreme sound of righteousness, shattering evil and revealing truth, subduing all wicked doctrines and deluded thoughts, and protecting the Buddhist teachings."

That opening alone elevated the origins of Lion's Roar to the level of the Buddha's teachings and an ancient inheritance.

The monks' hearts trembled as they listened, their eyes filled with reverence and longing.

A secret art created through the Buddha's teachings?

As expected, the orthodox inheritance of the ancient Buddhist sect was powerful!

Guy continued in a deep voice:

"However, cultivating Shaolin Lion's Roar cannot be accomplished in a day. It must be done step by step, in four stages."

"The first stage is foundational seated