Wang Chong had studied the Fundamental Scripture for Cultivating the Thirty-Two Marks of Divine Transformation. This secret art originated in Vajrasana Monastery and had been created by the great monk Ronakasantī. Everything it cultivated had tangible form, whether a Divine Buddha Sign, True Treasure Sign, Demon Sign, or Bird and Beast Sign-all were things that existed. Yet this discipline of thirty-six heavenly and earthly divine transformations cultivated the formless. Zhao Feishan truly deserved his standing at the pinnacle of the age. This martial art cultivated the boundless phenomena of heaven and earth-wind, clouds, frost, snow, rain, mist, thunder, lightning, sandstorms, mirages, and more-and was magnificent beyond measure.
Although what Gao Gun had taught him was not the original but an imitation of his own creation, Gao Gun was a Great Grandmaster, after all, and had captured thirty or forty percent of its true essence. Wang Chong had only intended to gain a temporary understanding of it, enough to kill with, but the more closely he examined it, the more he felt that this martial art held mysteries all its own.
He worked through the transformations one by one. After pondering more than a dozen, a flash of insight suddenly arose in his heart. The "Scripture of Mahasthamaprapta Buddha Enlightening the Sea Dragon King to Soar Beyond Heaven and Attain the True Fruition of a Heavenly Dragon," which Kong Chan had taught him, resounded mightily and rose into his mind. Endless passages flowed slowly through his sea of consciousness. Buddhist chants thundered between heaven and earth, transforming into manifold phenomena: wind and thunder surged, clouds and mist shifted, serpents of lightning danced wildly, and frost, snow, dust, and haze roiled through heaven and earth. Great tornadoes, dust storms, collapsing skies, and tsunamis unfolded in succession. There were boundless illusions too-ancient cities,