Martial spirit.

In Taoist theory, the spirit is also called the primordial spirit - the internal thoughts are not aroused and the external thoughts are invisible. The self-righteousness is called the primordial spirit.

I can't think of it outside, but I am the only one who is independent.

The spirit of martial arts is unique and unique. There is only one person in this world, and there will never be other people who have the same.

In Buddhist terms, it is - to understand the mind and see the nature, Bodhi has no tree, a mirror is not a platform, and it directly points to the nature.

Nature is also the most important part of a person's heart, and this is also the spirit!

Buddhism and Taoism have both discussions about the spirit, but the sweeping monks neither talk about Tao nor Buddha, but only explain this truth in the simplest words.

Because this principle is indeed not in Buddhist principles or Taoism, but everyone has it, everyone can understand it, and everyone has the opportunity to understand it. If you have to use Zen words, it should be "everyone is a Buddha."

Wuyazi sighed: "The realm of gods and man is so difficult! This kind of martial arts spirit cannot be obtained by martial arts practice."

As the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, he has a deep understanding of this.

The Tianshan Tonglao, Wuyazi, and Li Qiushui practiced the top skills. Their internal skills had already reached the peak, and they were unable to be promoted to the gods for a long time, which was because they were always unable to break some of their own complexes.

The monk sweeping the floor: "The spirit of martial arts is not based on martial arts, but depends on people. Throughout history, there may be some people who have never practiced martial arts, who also have this spirit, and they are just used in the side."

Wuyazi nodded thoughtfully.

Murong Bo asked: "How can we have this kind of martial arts spirit?"

The sweeping monk smiled and said, "I don't know."

Murong Bo said: "You don't know?"

The monk sweeping the floor: "Why do I need to know?"

Murong Bo was stunned on the spot, and Xiao Yuanshan also asked: "You are clearly a god-like cultivation, how could you not know?"

The monk sweeping the floor said: "Why is Buddha a Buddha, and why is man a man?"

Xiao Yuanshan replied: "The Buddha has a compassionate heart, and people have hundreds of thousands of distracting thoughts. Therefore, Buddha is the Buddha and people are human beings."

The monk sweeping the floor said: "Since you know it, why should you ask me?"

Xiao Yuanshan was also stunned.

Li Qiushui suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two and asked, "I don't know. How can I get the unfair martial arts spirit? Please give me advice from the elders."

Although Li Qiushui didn't know how old the sweeping monk was, he still called him "elder".

The monk sweeping the floor said: "You should not dwell on the form and produce the mind, nor should you dwell on the sound, smell, taste, touch and law. You should dwell on the mind without dwelling on the ground."

Li Qiushui said: "The heart is born without dwelling?"

The monk sweeping the floor: "Yes, that spiritual heart is the spirit of martial arts."

Tianshan Tonglao was also listening, but she was self-reliant and was reluctant to ask for advice.

At this moment, she couldn't help but say, "Lingxin? The three of us have read Taoist mysteries since we were young. How can we understand it if you explain it to us in the Buddhist scriptures?"

The sweeping monk smiled and said, "You practitioners who have learned the Buddhist scriptures, come and ask me, how can I explain it?"

The Tianshan Tong Lao looked angry, snorted coldly, and stopped answering him.

If she had encountered this in the past, she would have fought against the sweeping monk, but now she is injured and knows that she is not an opponent and will no longer ask for trouble.

When Li Bufu heard the words "You should not dwell on anything and have a heart", he was not very moved; instead, he heard the words "You practitioners who practiced the Tao come to ask me how I can explain it." He suddenly fell into deep thought.

The words of the Sweeping Monk are not really trying to evade the Tianshan Tonglao.

What he is talking about is that everyone has their own path, and the spirit of martial arts belongs entirely to a certain person, so there is no way to ask about it.

No one can decide for you.

Others are always others, and no one can explain this.

Li Bufu's exercises were activated, and he did not exhale his breath, and he faintly entered a state of enlightenment.

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There is no time in my heart, and a thousand years will be in a flash.

When Li Bufu fell into an enlightenment state, he could only vaguely feel that the sweeping monk took Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo and the other two out of the Sutra Pavilion and went to the back mountain, and Xiao Feng followed closely behind him.

The Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui wanted to fight again, but were stopped by Wuyazi.

The three of them finally began to compete for their internal strength. Wuyazi mediated with the "Bei Ming Divine Art" in the middle. The three of them made their achievements, but they could not stand a stalemate.

Xuanci sat in the corner, silently twisting the Buddhist beads, his lips moved slightly, and he recited the sentence "You should not be obsessed with colors and your heart, you should not be obsessed with sounds, smells, smells, smells, touches and methods. You should not be obsessed with anything and give birth to your heart."

It seems that Li Bufu is the only one who sits cross-legged in the Sutra Pavilion, exercising his skills and comprehension.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe an hour, or a day.

When Li Bufu opened his eyes again, Wuyazi, Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tonglao closed their eyes. Li Qiushui had one palm against Wuyazi's left palm, and Tianshan Tonglao had one palm against Wuyazi's right palm.

Wuyazi has been suffering from the internal strength of the two people in the middle. If he had not practiced the "Bei Ming Divine Art", even if he had a hundred lives, he would have died long ago.

Xuanci was still sitting in the corner chanting sutras.

The window suddenly opened.

Dust surging and wind enters.

The sweeping monk has returned.

Li Bufu asked, "Where is Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo?"

The monk sweeping the floor: "The two of them have experienced life and death, and now they are going to be ordained as monks."

Li Bufu was slightly surprised and said, "How do you talk about Abbot Xuanci's law enforcement?"

Xuanci suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at the sweeping monk. From his eyes, he seemed to have grown twenty years older in one day.

"A disciple committed the great precept of lust twenty years ago and must receive 200 sticks. Yesterday it was slowed down, and today it can be practiced. To protect the Shaolin precepts, it will be of great reputation for a thousand years."

The monk sweeping the floor said: "You break the precepts and feel uneasy. Enforcement of the law is not to protect Shaolin's reputation for thousands of years, but just to make your heart feel at ease. If you want to enforce the law, you will go by yourself. You just don't have to mention any abbot or accusation of the words of the reputation."

"You are just you, Shaolin is just Shaolin, and the precepts are just precepts. The heart is still the heart."

Xuan Ci's whole body was shocked, his palms were folded together, and he worshiped him on the ground, saying, "Disciple will receive the order."

He retreated immediately.

Li Bufu pointed at Wuyazi, Li Qiushui, and Tianshan Tonglao again, and said, "These three people are entangled in their skills and have unclear life and death. How do they do it?"

The monk sweeping the floor said: "Why do you need to always talk about other people's affairs? Why don't you talk more about yourself?"

Li Bufu said, "Me?"

The monk sweeping the floor: "You can attack me!"

Li Bufu was shocked and said, "This..."

The monk sweeping the floor: "This is the last battle of the Shaoshishan Battle. After this battle, you will go and order the heroes to retreat and not disturb Shaolin anymore!"

Li Bufu said, "Yes. However...how did I attack you?"

Although he was answering, he really didn't know how to attack the Sweeping Monk.

The sweeping monk stood still and shook his head and said, "I don't know how you are going to attack me."

Li Bufu hesitated, stretched out a finger and pointed at the sweeping monk, and an internal force also ejaculated.

laugh.

Before the internal energy reached the monk sweeping the floor, it was washed away by an invisible wall of air.

The sweeping monk suddenly shouted: "Get out your knife!"

Li Bufufu reached his heart and suddenly rose up with a knife in his hand!

Wow!

The sword light is like snow, falling all over the sky!

The wind moves, and the dust rushes.
Chapter completed!