Qin Tiexin turned around.
Lin Chuan.
He heard Madam Lin mention this name more than once. The eldest son of Lin Boyuan is twenty-five years old this year. He has a single attribute of Wood Spirit Root and Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation. He is currently studying at Illustrious Dao Ward Supreme Splendor Academy and only goes home every month for holidays.
Every time Madam Lin talks about this eldest son, there is unconcealable pride in his tone. Lin Household is the first genius, and is expected to break through Golden Core before he is forty years old. He is diligent, studious, and has a calm and steady personality. He is the future successor of Lin Household personally recognized by Lin Boyuan.
The young man in front of him is indeed worthy of these comments. He is meticulously dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with neatly embroidered sword emblems on the cuffs. There is no extra decoration on the scabbard of the long sword at his waist, but the material itself is a good spiritual material. He stands on the spiritual sandstone floor of the martial arts arena, like a sword that has been carefully maintained for more than 20 years. Sharpness is restrained, but everyone can feel the cold light hidden in the scabbard.
"Excellent. Poor monk Mingjue, I have met Mr. Lin." Qin Tiexin returned the salute with one hand raised.
Lin Chuan smiled slightly and glanced at Qin Tiexin unhurriedly.
He arrived home less than half an hour ago. When he entered, he went to say hello to his mother. Madam Lin took him and talked for a long time, saying that there was a warrior monk living in the house, who was an old friend of Lin Feng, and that he had sent his third brother's sword back all the way. Lin Chuan was not in a hurry to express his opinion after hearing this. He had seen too many monks come to Lin Household under various names to get close to him. Especially when Star Selection was approaching, some people would make up any story just to get a recommendation spot.
But my mother's evaluation of this warrior monk was surprisingly high. He was principled, kind, and knew how to measure his sense of proportion. He had a strong character in his bones that was neither humble nor overbearing.
At the end of her sentence, my mother used one word - "Buddha nature".
Lin Chuan didn't answer the call at that time. He had stayed at the Supreme Splendor Academy for seven years and had seen at least hundreds of Buddhist monks.
There is a special Buddhist branch in the Supreme Splendor Academy. Young monks in cassocks come in and out, and the sound of chanting can be heard from early morning to dusk. But to put it bluntly, he doesn't like most of them. It's not a question of cultivation, and the cultivation of those who can enter Supreme Splendor Academy is not bad, but a question of mind.
Most people join Buddhism just for the benefits and characteristics of Buddhism Cultivation Method: Buddhism Cultivation Method Qi Deviation has low risk, gentle and long-lasting spiritual power, and strong recovery power. Some high-level Cultivation Method also have the additional effect of suppressing evil spirits. For these benefits, they shaved their heads and wore monk robes, and they did their daily homework day and night, but at heart they were still like a dog, and they would do anything for Spirit Stone, without any Buddhist heart.
Cultivation can be increased by relying on resources and talents, but the true upper limit of Buddhist martial arts is never limited to cultivation.
Lin Chuan looked through many Buddhist classics in the Supreme Splendor Academy's Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, and there was a saying repeatedly mentioned in them - Buddhist Cultivation Method martial arts require a "Buddha's Heart" or a "Buddha's Heart" to truly exert their power.
Buddha's heart is not something that can be obtained by reciting a few verses. It is a certain nature of mind you are born with: firm, pure, and unmoved by external things. People who have a heart toward Buddha, even if their cultivation is mediocre, will have a righteous and awe-inspiring aura in their Buddhist martial arts. On the contrary, for people who do not have a Buddha's heart, when the eminent monks of the Golden Core Realm come to fight Arhat Fist, the Arhat pattern on the fists is just a pale golden mist that deceives people.
Many Buddhist cultivators in the Supreme Splendor Academy don't believe this statement. They think it's just a martial skill, and whoever performs it will have the same effect. Lin Chuan originally believed it, but then I saw too many counterexamples, and I was a little shaken.
Until today.
He returned to the mansion, changed into casual clothes and prepared to go to the martial arts arena to stretch his muscles. As soon as he walked to the corridor, he saw that scene.
A one-armed warrior monk stood in the corner of the martial arts arena and punched.
Arhat Fist, the most basic and inconspicuous of all Buddhist martial arts, can even be practiced by ordinary people. The Arhat facial pattern produced by the monk is so clear that even the veins on the forehead can be carved out, and the outline is so sharp that it looks like it was traced out with a golden thread.
Then there is Prajna Palm, which is also a basic martial arts skill. The edges of the palm prints are as neat as a mirror cut by a knife blade. The sound of Sanskrit singing in the air is so clear that it sounds like someone is ringing a copper bell in the corridor.
The last one, Lion's Roar, shattered the stone target.
Lin Chuan Standing in the corridor, watching from beginning to end, the first thought that came to my mind was not surprise, but that my mother was right. This person might really have Buddha nature.
The basic Buddhist martial arts skills performed by the one-armed monk in front of him were purer than the high-level martial arts skills performed by several Foundation Establishment Late Stage Buddhist cultivators he had seen at the Supreme Splendor Academy. This made his sword-holding finger feel a little itchy.
"Master," Lin Chuan raised his hand and saluted again, his tone a little more hopeful than before, "I wonder if we can have a discussion?"
Qin Tiexin's first reaction was, no.
The total Buddhist martial arts skills he has are these three moves. Arhat Fist, Prajna Palm, Lion's Roar, plus Stone-Shattering Staff Technique hidden in the storage ring, Stone-Shattering Staff Technique is not Buddhist. In other words, he can only use three moves in the competition, and they are all the basics of the basics.
He glanced again at the restrained long sword Spiritual Qi at Lin Chuan's waist, and then looked down at the iron rod in his hand.
On the surface, Foundation Establishment Late Stage and Middle Stage of the Qi and Blood Realm have similar cultivation levels, but Lin Chuan is the genius of Single Spirit Root and the disciple of the Supreme Splendor Academy. In a real fight, he will never be able to survive a few moves without using real methods. But the problem is that he cannot use real methods.
"Excellent." Qin Tiexin performed a Buddhist salute with a calm expression, "Cultivation Method martial arts are all used to strengthen the body, not to fight for strength. Swords have no eyes, and I am afraid that I will damage my harmony by sparring with Mr. Lin. Besides, the poor monk only has Middle Stage of the Qi and Blood Realm cultivation, and is far from a match for Mr. Lin."
He spoke sincerely, and there was no hint of cowardice or prevarication in his tone, it was just a simple rejection.
Several Lin Household disciples who were watching looked at each other, this monk really didn't give the eldest son face.
Lin Chuan did not feel embarrassed at all after being rejected, and instead smiled.
"What the master said makes sense. However, the master may not know something. I, Supreme Splendor Academy, often say something when teaching: Cultivation Method martial arts must be proven in actual combat before they can be used for one's own purposes. It is hard to be behind closed doors. Ten years of training may not be as good as a moment of sparring with others. The master's Buddhist martial arts skills just now are indeed pure and exquisite, but no matter how good the martial arts skills are, they still need to open up the last joint in the fight." He paused and added, "We can stop it."
Qin Tiexin looked at the serious expression on his face and sighed inwardly.
Lin Chuan's words are reasonable. If he is a real monk, it is indeed beneficial and harmless to have a discussion. Moreover, he is now a guest of Lin Household's house. Lin Residence's eldest son bowed twice to invite him. In front of so many collateral disciples, his repeated refusal only seemed to be ulterior.
Forget it. Use a few moves, reveal your flaws, admit defeat and leave. Don't expose your strength, and don't offend anyone.
"Since Mr. Lin insists on doing this, the poor monk will show his disgrace." Qin Tiexin raised his hand with one hand and said in a calm tone, "That's it."
Lin Chuan's eyes lit up, he turned around and made a gesture of invitation, and took the lead to walk towards the ring in the center of the martial arts arena. Qin Tiexin followed behind carrying an iron bar.
The length and width of the arena are each five feet, and the platform is three feet above the ground. There is a stone pillar at each corner, with defensive array patterns engraved on the pillars. This standard sparring arena is very common in major Myriad Stars Dynasty mansions. The defensive array can absorb The aftermath of an attack below Golden Core Realm will not cause onlookers to be accidentally injured. The floor of the arena is paved with dark blue Spirit Granite, which is harder than the martial arts arena. The surface is covered with sword marks and fist marks of different shades. It can be seen that this platform has been used by many people.
When the surrounding Lin Household disciples saw the two walking towards the ring one after another, they all stopped what they were doing and gathered around consciously. The young man who was cleaning his sword in the corridor thrust his sword into his waist and trotted to occupy the front row position. The few disciples in front of the wooden mannequin even forgot to pull out their swords. Seven or eight people gathered around the ring and talked in low voices.
"Who do you think will win?"
"He must be the eldest son. The eldest son Foundation Establishment Late Stage, Swordsmanship can be ranked in the top ten in the entire Supreme Splendor Academy."
"I think so. Although Master Arhat Fist is good at fighting, he only has one hand after all, and his cultivation level is far behind."
"It's hard to say, but didn't you see his palm and roar just now? Those are not the effects that ordinary Qi and Blood Realm can produce."
"A gamble? I'll put down two pieces of Spirit Stone, and the young master will win within ten moves."
"I don't want to bet, I'm just here to watch the fun. It's rare for the eldest son to compete with outsiders. I'm lucky today."
Qin Tiexin stepped onto the ring and held the iron rod to his side. Lin Chuan stood on the opposite side, with about three feet between them. Lin Chuan stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword at his waist, pulled it out slightly, and the sword slipped out of the sheath. The sound was clear and long, like ice cubes sliding on a copper plate. It was a Middle-Grade Law Artifact level spiritual iron long sword. Three extremely fine wood-type Spirit Rune lines were engraved on the sword's spine, extending from the sword to the tip of the sword, glowing with a light green light in the sunlight.
Lin Chuan held the sword in one hand and performed a sword salute, with the tip of the sword facing down and the blade of the sword close to the side of the arm. "Supreme Splendor Academy, Lin Chuan. Please enlighten me, master."
Qin Tiexin returned the salute with one hand raised and an iron rod placed across the body. "Zhaoming Temple, Mingjue. Mr. Lin, please."
The defensive formations at the edge of the arena lit up silently, and a light cyan light curtain rose from the four stone pillars at the same time, closing into a transparent cover around the arena. The defense array was activated, and the aftermath of attacks below Golden Core Realm would not leak out of the arena. Several Lin Household disciples subconsciously took a half step back and held their breath.
Lin Chuan didn't waste any time and took the lead. With his feet slightly lowered, he swept forward lightly and stabbed out with a sword. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Qin Tiexin's left shoulder. The sword was not fast and the angle was not tricky. It was obviously a tentative move.
Qin Tiexin held the iron rod with one hand and blocked it with the horizontal stick. The tip of the sword made a harsh metal friction sound on the stick. He took advantage of the situation and took a step back without fighting back.
Lin Chuan retracted his sword and stabbed again, a little faster than the first sword. The tip of the sword drew an arc in the air, bypassing the stick body from the left and going straight to Qin Tiexin's waist and abdomen. Qin Tiexin turned sideways, lifted the edge of the sword from bottom to top with the iron rod, and took another step back.
Lin Chuan The third sword struck down immediately. The wood attribute Spirit Rune on the sword all lit up at the moment of the strike. The light green sword light exploded from the spine of the sword, wrapping around the sword and slashing straight down.
Qin Tiexin kicked off the ground with his left foot and moved half his body to the right. The sword edge brushed against his left shoulder and struck the ring, leaving a half-finger-deep sword mark on Spirit Granite's ground.
After three tests, Lin Chuan stood on the spot with the tip of his sword pointing diagonally at the ground and did not continue to pursue.
He could see clearly that the monk was deliberately holding back his attack. Every block he made just pushed the sword edge away without using any more force. Every step he took was just out of reach of his sword edge, not even an inch more.
"Master," Lin Chuan slowly turned the sword upright and pointed the sword tip at Qin Tiexin again, "You don't have to be merciful."