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The "Boyhood Skill" trains the body, tempering the skin and flesh.
Yi Jin Jing cultivates Qi and expands the meridians.
The Marrow Cleansing Classic refines the spirit and cleanses the bone marrow.
From simple to complex!
Only after establishing a solid foundation in traditional Chinese martial arts can one practice the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic).
Only after mastering the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) can one practice the Xi Sui Jing (Marrow Washing Classic).
If you directly practice the Marrow Cleansing Classic, it's like building a castle in the air, destined to collapse.
Therefore, although the Marrow Cleansing Classic is the highest martial art of Shaolin,
However, its existence also relies on the fundamental Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) and the even more fundamental Tong Zi Gong (Boyhood Kung Fu).
Only by practicing in this order can one build a towering skyscraper, or even ascend to heaven.
Just like building blocks,
Long Yan has already laid a solid foundation, and his Boyhood Body Refinement Technique has reached its peak.
The middle level is the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), with meridians as wide as rivers and as deep as abysses, signifying the mastery of Qi cultivation.
Only the highest level of the Marrow Cleansing Classic is missing, which cleanses the marrow and refines the spirit.
“Long Yan, the cultivation of the Marrow Cleansing Classic is not complicated. You only need to comprehend the text. Unlike the Tendon Changing Classic, it does not require various complicated physical movements.”
Zheng Shaoqiu exposed his right arm and pointed out the cultivation method to Long Yan, saying:
"However, the Marrow Cleansing Classic is simple to learn but difficult to master; it is more than ten times more difficult than the Tendon Changing Classic!"
"The scriptures are not very complicated, and you can understand every word, but to grasp their true meaning and achieve something, you need to have the ability to understand them."
"I have had the Marrow Cleansing Classic engraved on my arm for thirty years, and I have only achieved a minor level of understanding of it. Since then, I have made no further progress."
Speaking of which,
Zheng Shaoqiu sighed.
Even as a martial arts prodigy, I haven't truly grasped the essence of the Marrow Cleansing Classic.
As the highest level of martial arts in Shaolin, its difficulty is as high as ascending to heaven.
And that is indeed the case.
According to the scriptures, once one has mastered the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, one's primordial spirit can ascend to heaven, truly reaching the heavens.
Martial artists throughout the land longed to see the text of the Marrow Cleansing Classic.
But even if they were shown it, how many of them could truly understand it?
"Even with Bodhidharma's enlightenment, he faced the wall for nine years before comprehending the Marrow Cleansing Classic. We ordinary mortals would probably need a lifetime to comprehend it."
Zheng Shaoqiu was deeply moved, only introducing the origin and difficulty of the Marrow Cleansing Classic.
However, he did not recount his own cultivation experience.
Because he himself had only achieved minor success, he might have gone down the wrong path and misled Long Yan.
It would be better to let Long Yan figure it out himself.
This top-level skill cannot be explained in words; it can only be understood intuitively.
It all comes down to one realization!
Long Yan planned to copy down the entire text of the Marrow Cleansing Classic and slowly comprehend it.
Otherwise, it would be quite awkward to watch Zheng Shaoqiu practice his skills while his arms were covered in sweat.
"According to the rules of Wulong Temple, the text of the Marrow Cleansing Classic cannot be copied onto paper!"
Zheng Shaoqiu stopped Long Yan's actions and said:
"Unless, it's tattooed on your right arm!"
Long Yan hesitated. The Marrow Cleansing Classic was the symbol of the successor to the Shaolin Sect Leader.
This means that getting the Marrow Cleansing Classic tattooed on one's face signifies becoming the successor to the Shaolin Temple's leadership.
With elevated status comes greater responsibility.
The advantage is also obvious: it makes it easier to learn the Marrow Cleansing Classic.
Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to check Zheng Shaoqiu's right arm every time.
"Uncle-Master, come on."
Long Yan pulled up his sleeve, revealing his right arm, and agreed to have the Marrow Cleansing Scripture tattooed on his right arm.
"Okay, let's do it!"
Zheng Shaoqiu was overjoyed and immediately prepared the tools for the tattoo.
This was also a matter of concern for him.
Although he left Wulong Temple and no longer became a monk, the Marrow Cleansing Classic must be passed down and tattooed on the body of the new Shaolin abbot.
Among Master Long Eyebrow's four disciples,
Although the eldest disciple, Uncle Da, was the oldest, he lacked comprehension and had not yet mastered the Yi Jin Jing.
Xiaolong and Choupiwen are both too young to get tattoos.
Only Long Yan is suitable to inherit the Marrow Cleansing Classic. Although he is not very old, he has already mastered the Yi Jin Jing and is the most qualified to become the successor of the Shaolin Sect Leader.
Prepare the materials.
Golden needles, cinnabar, lapis lazuli, spring water, gold powder...
Zheng Shaoqiu began tattooing the marrow cleansing scripture onto Long Yan's arm.
When getting the first character tattooed
I felt a lot of resistance.
Even the gold needle broke off.
"Your skin is tougher than copper armor, tattooing you is a real workout."
Zheng Shaoqiu smiled wryly. Luckily, he had money and had prepared many gold needles.
Replace the broken one.
"Thus have I heard," the Buddha said to Subhuti.
Only after completing the Yi Jin Gong (Muscle/Tendon Changing Exercise) can one proceed to this task.
The snail's horn holds the vast universe, and the scorched eye can contain Mount Sumeru.
The Tathagata, in his great compassion, expounded this as the "Marrow Cleansing" ritual.
……
He wrote the scriptures with great speed and fervor, tattooing each verse onto Long Yan's arm.
The characters are not very large.
It was about the size of a soybean, and it wrapped around my arm, round and round.
It took almost a whole day to get the tattoo done!
The scripture contains over a thousand characters.
It covered Long Yan's entire right arm!
The gold of the gold powder, the red of the cinnabar, and the blue of the lapis lazuli intertwine to create a sense of solemnity.
"All right."
After Zheng Shaoqiu finished writing the last line of scripture, he was covered in sweat and his face was pale.
It consumed a great deal of his internal energy and true qi.
They've replaced over a hundred gold needles.
It cost tens of thousands of yuan, but the broken gold needles can still be melted down and used to gild the Buddha statue.
Long Yan looked at the scriptures on his arm.
Like scales, they wriggled with the muscles, adding a layer of armor to the right arm.
He had the illusion that his right arm was stronger.
The text of the Marrow Washing Classic seems to have a truly empowering effect.
"How do you feel?" Zheng Shaoqiu asked Long Yan.
After all, getting so many words tattooed on one's right arm all at once is something most people wouldn't be used to, and their bodies might experience discomfort.
"Do you feel it?"
Long Yan checked his physical condition and found no discomfort.
There wasn't even any blood on my arm.
Because simply piercing the skin won't cause bleeding.
Even the pain sensation is minimal, almost like ants crawling on your arm.
"I felt all the energy in my body involuntarily surging into my arms, and it kept gathering more and more."
Long Yan described his inner vision experience, saying:
"However, strangely enough, this true energy is not in the meridians of my arm. It seems to have disappeared into thin air, and I don't know where it went."
This is what puzzled Long Yan.
All the true energy in his body was drained and channeled into his arm.
Although the Yi Jin Jing has been mastered and the meridians have been widened, the meridians in the arms are still insufficient to contain the body's true energy.
So it's strange.
Where did the excess internal energy go?
It was as if it had vanished into thin air; even through internal observation, Long Yan could not find any trace of it.