Chapter 134 Letting Go of Obsessions and Purifying the Six Senses
After leaving the competition venue, Chen Jue did not go back to the guesthouse to rest, but strolled to the previous training ground.
At this time, everyone went to watch the competition among various masters, and the training ground was empty.
Chen Jue found a clean place, sat cross-legged, and began to move his qi and blood to calm his mind.
The invincible power of the previous song had a great impact on him. He wished he could take the panel back to that era and fight side by side with his ancestors, so much so that he was absent-minded when fighting with the Wudang Taoist priest just now.
It’s just that every era has its own emotions, as well as its own limitations.
No matter how much help the panel provides, it is estimated that it will not be able to break the barrier of time and space, allowing Chen Jue to jump to the past and experience the invincible power personally.
Moreover, the will of people who practice martial arts is stronger than that of ordinary people. Chen Jue just stayed in the martial arts competition venue for a while and saw many different spiritual wills intertwined.
This had a great impact on his practice, so he left the venue early after the first round.
Just like the eminent monks , they all liked to go to secluded places to meditate and attain enlightenment alone. In fact, they were not going there to escape from the world passively, but they were afraid of falling into the mundane world and having their spiritual heart disturbed by the emotions of worldly people.
Just like what Buddhism mentions, "the six senses are pure and the four elements are empty" so that one can recite scriptures and worship Buddha better.
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After practicing the small and large circulations for a while, Chen Jue let out a long sigh. He knew that he almost went astray.
I was almost discouraged by Lin Yuanchao's words "You are not moved".
No matter how moved you are, can you withstand a punch from Chen Jue now?
You know, Chen Jue is not a warrior in the traditional sense. He also practices alchemy. In essence, he is just a practitioner who has just transformed and embarked on the path of cultivation.
Being so obsessed with the intangible "touching" and "heartfelt feelings" is like being possessed by a demon. It will leave an indelible knot in your heart and hinder your own practice .
Just like Chen Jue’s college roommate Cheng Wei, who was hurt by his last relationship, even after several years, he still hasn’t gotten over the pain of emotional trauma.
"My spiritual practice is still not good enough!"
"Not strong enough!"
"The elixir has been formed, and my body has been reborn, but I am still short of the spiritual cultivation level." Chen Jue planned to return to Chen Village for retreat after the competition. He would find a technique that specifically cultivates the mind and practice it to see if he could use the panel's point-adding function to strengthen his willpower.
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Suppressing the obsession in his heart, Chen Jue slowly stood up and saw that there was no other outsider in the training ground.
He then slowly walked to the row of dynamometers that he had tried yesterday. As there were too many people watching yesterday, Chen Jue did not want to be too conspicuous, so he only used about 10% of his pure strength to try the dynamometer.
There happened to be no one there at the moment, so Chen Jue looked around and found that there seemed to be no surveillance in the venue, and the health room in the distance was also locked today. The medical staff inside had all gone to the competition arena to wait.
"The upper limit of this machine seems to be very high, unlike those boxing game machines in the arcades outside. It's a good opportunity to try out how strong my punch is now!"
Chen Jue moved his mind and assumed the Hunyuan stance of Tai Chi. His entire body of bones shook violently, and it was like thunder rumbling and echoing in the training ground.
Then, he used an extremely powerful Tai Chi single whip move, with the light and dark forces bursting out together, and it hit the soft cover of the force measuring machine with a "bang".
There were four loud bangs from the ground. The dynamometer, which was nailed to the concrete floor by four thick steel nails, was hit by Chen Jue's whip, and the nails were directly pulled out!
The soft-covering on the machine was dented after the impact and did not rebound quickly, but bulged back slowly.
The entire machine dragged backwards two meters along the ground, leaving a dragging mark on the ground.
Then the eye-catching words "3233KG" scrolled on the top display of the machine.
Probably a special supply for internal use, this machine is quite sturdy.
Although it was not blown up by Chen Jue's punch, the four straight legs of the base were also twisted and deformed.
"Single whip with one hand weighing six thousand pounds?"
“Even if ten Tysons came, they would not be able to stop me!” Chen Jue looked at the numbers on the display and couldn't help but smile playfully. He felt that he was on the right track in practicing inner alchemy, and his body was getting stronger and stronger.
He reached out and unplugged the power switch at the bottom of the machine to reset the record. Then he dragged the machine back to its original location, straightened the four twisted legs with his bare hands, and pressed them back into the cement floor in line with the nails.
Chen Jue observed the machine next door. After a closer look, he couldn't see much difference. The only difference was that there was an extra trace of dragging friction on the back. If he didn't go around the back of the machine and take a closer look, he probably wouldn't be able to see it clearly.
"It's quite sturdy! No one should notice that I've tampered with it, right?" Feeling that it was nothing serious, Chen Jue muttered a few words and left the training ground as if nothing had happened.
What he did was just like when we were kids and secretly watched the old TV at home without our parents’ knowledge. Before our parents came back, we had to use a hair dryer to dissipate the heat from the back of the TV to cool it down physically so that we wouldn’t be able to tell the temperature was not right just by touching it.
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After leaving the training ground, I returned to my room in the guesthouse and continued to meditate and practice qi and blood circulation.
As soon as noon came, Chen Jue went to the cafeteria to have lunch.
The competition in the morning was so intense that Chen Jue saw several people injured in the cafeteria.
Moreover, everyone was discussing the competition that took place in the morning. When they saw Chen Jue, a master who could defeat his enemies with one move, appear, many people cast curious glances at him.
Especially the Wudang Taoist priests who were sitting together, they all came over with their food trays and sat down next to Chen Jue.
"Master Chen! I finally found you!"
"I was shocked by your fighting skills this morning. My ears are still buzzing."
"Can you add my contact information so we can communicate more in the future?" Liu Shiqing said very modestly. He was probably defeated by Chen Jue and realized his own shortcomings, so he wanted to get to know Chen Jue better.
Moreover, the aura of Chen Jue's Dan-Jie is very mysterious, which would make ordinary people want to get close to him, not to mention those Taoist priests.
"Of course, Master Liu, you're too polite. We make friends through martial arts, so add me on WeChat..." Chen Jue smiled slightly and did not refuse the other party, so he left a contact number.
Ever since he awakened to the state of [Lü Zu's Enlightenment], Chen Jue has felt a special closeness to these fellow Taoist practitioners, and plans to pay a visit to the Wudang ancestral temple when he has time in the future.
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After eating and resting until 1 pm, Chen Jue appeared at his seat at the competition venue again.
He was distracted in the morning and didn't pay much attention to the competition. Now he has suppressed his obsession for the time being. Chen Jue plans to observe the fighting styles of the masters of these martial arts sects, so as to learn by analogy and increase his own knowledge.
After watching a few competitions with great interest, he heard his number called and stood up and went down into the red rope circle.
This time, the opponent is a middle-aged man wearing black sportswear.
This middle-aged man was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with a broad body, his arms hanging down like iron bars, dark blue, and his face was square and dark, obviously caused by years of sun exposure. His eyes were bright and lively, and he caused a commotion on the stage as soon as he entered the circle.
He was probably a very famous master. Those who were invited to participate in the competition all knew this middle-aged boxer, and they started talking about him as soon as they saw him appear.
Since Chen Jue had just entered the industry, he did not know the middle-aged man, but after taking a look at him, he observed a strong and imposing temperament and a spirit of bravery and courage from him.
"This man has such a strong foundation and courage!"
"He's a master! No worse than Lin Yuanchao!"
With his keen hearing, Chen Jue heard the other party's strong heartbeat and the steady flow of qi and blood. This was the one with the strongest physical fitness among the many folk masters Chen Jue had seen since he started practicing, except for Yun Xiaomei.
"Mengcun Bajiquan Li Xiang! Master Chen, please teach me!"
