Chapter 302: Divine Spear 'Nightscythe', Supreme Nirvana Technique of Buddhism, Lion King's Great St

Chapter 302: Divine Spear 'Nightscythe', Supreme Nirvana Technique of Buddhism, Lion King's Great Strength (4K)



The moving celebration banquet was filled with joy, except for a group seeking old grudges.

During the banquet, there was a gift-giving ceremony, where various gifts were presented. Aside from the many dojos, companies, and Li Qi's old friends from Qing City, there were also unexpected well-wishers.

Among the gifts, there were two that most attendees didn't recognize, one from 'White Raven' and the other from 'Halt'.

White Raven's gift was a long list of rare and precious medicinal ingredients from the boundary overlap, beneficial for human body tempering.

Halt's gift was an aged, yellowed, and framed painting of a Buddha reclining on a lotus platform, named Lion's Reclining Nirvana.

Most guests were puzzled by these senders, but a few with higher status in the martial world showed a change in expression upon hearing the names, gaining new insight into the Dragon Concealment Dojo's influence.

Among them, only a few elderly masters with high standing in the martial world showed intense interest when they heard the name Lion's Reclining Nirvana.

The most surprising gift came from the newly appointed Chief Councilor Chu Minyi of Qing City's government. Although the gift itself wasn't valuable, everyone present understood that the true gift was his public display of support for the Dragon Concealment Dojo.

There were also gifts without specific senders, including three that only stated their origins: 'From Spring City', 'From Star City', and 'From Jade City'. The gifts themselves weren't expensive, leaving everyone puzzled.

The most eye-catching gift, however, was one without any sender information at all, a nine-foot-long spear named 'Nightscythe'.

The entire spear was a deep blue color, and under the light, it shimmered with slightly different hues from different angles, creating a stunning and sharp appearance.

Everyone present was a martial arts expert, and they immediately recognized the spear as an extremely rare divine weapon, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, something money couldn't buy, and undoubtedly the work of a renowned master.

Even Li Qi, the recipient, was clueless about the sender, but Sch Jing's eyes flashed with understanding.

The banquet concluded, and the next day, the Dragon Concealment Dojo officially opened.

Sch Jing's photo was projected onto the giant electronic screen outside the dojo, next to a hole temporarily covered by cloth, which Meng Boshang had punched.

At the entrance, a crowd of eager martial arts enthusiasts gathered, hoping to enter the dojo. In just one day, nearly a thousand new students were admitted after being selected by the direct disciples.

These were the ones deemed suitable for martial arts training, while the others were politely turned away.

In the training room, Sch Jing sat cross-legged in the center, gently caressing the nine-foot-long spear across his lap.

The deep blue color of the spear shifted slightly with the sunlight, and the part directly illuminated by the sun even appeared slightly transparent, like crystal, exuding beauty.

The spear lacked a red tassel, and its sharp tip extended nearly half a meter, with serrated edges on the lower half, adding a touch of ferocity to its elegant design.

Sch Jing's hand brushed past the area near the spear's tail, where a faintly etched rectangular frame contained the words 'Nightscythe' in small seal script. In the lower right corner of the frame, the words 'He Jiusi' were inscribed in even smaller characters.

"He Jiusi..." Sch Jing's eyes narrowed in thought.

He had heard that name before.

When Bamboo Senior Sister gave him the Vole Saber, she mentioned that it was forged by a master named He Jiusi.

Seeing He Jiusi's name etched on the Nightscythe, Sch Jing assumed it was also the work of this master.

"However, the Vole Saber only had the word 'Vole' inscribed, without his name, while Nightscythe has his name..."

After a moment's thought, Sch Jing made a guess.

"It seems the Vole Saber wasn't a piece he was satisfied with, but Nightscythe must have been a masterpiece he was proud enough to sign."

Sch Jing lifted the spear and twirled it in the air, its sharp tip slicing through the air with a piercing whistle, leaving visible white trails in the void.

Sch Jing nodded, "With this spear, my Seamless Heaven technique will gain at least fifty percent more lethality... It's truly excellent."

He lovingly caressed the spear's body.

"Vole Saber, Forgotten Blade, Nightscythe..."

"According to Bamboo Senior Sister, the Vole Saber was taken from her grandfather's collection, so Nightscythe should also be from there. By deduction, the Forgotten Blade is also likely to be from her grandfather."

"It can be basically confirmed that the person behind Zhu Shijie, the one who I'm not sure if he's helping me or testing me, is her grandfather."

Sch Jing pondered.

"It seems he's a collector of weapons... Knowing that I've mastered Seamless Heaven, and needing a suitable weapon, he sent the 'Nightscythe'... What does this mean, is it a simple gesture of congratulations?"

"It seems like a kind gesture, but why haven't I been able to contact Zhu Shijie until now?"

"Or perhaps, it wasn't sent by him, but Zhu Shijie, like last time, secretly took his collection without his knowledge and quietly sent it to me?"

With too many missing pieces of information, it was difficult to speculate, and Sch Jing shook his head.

"Forget it, since it's a good opportunity, I'll take it, and worry about the consequences later."

He summoned the Non-Existent Beast, opening its invisible giant jaws, and slowly placed the spear into the invisible crevice.

Then, he lifted his head and looked at the ancient painting hanging on the wall.

—Lion's Reclining Nirvana.

This was a congratulatory gift from 'Halt', and after the banquet, Sch Jing called Ning Yuante to confirm that it was personally ordered by the 'Lady Commander' of Halt.

He didn't recognize the painting, but after asking Li Qi, who was in a state of shock and admiration, he understood the value of this gift.

This painting was a secret within the secrets of Buddhism, said to be drawn by one of the ten great disciples of the Buddha, Ananda, over three thousand years ago, based on the Buddha's appearance at the time of his Nirvana.

At the time of his Nirvana, the Buddha assumed the reclining pose of a lion, facing north and west, with his right side resting on his left leg, his right hand bent under his head, and his left hand relaxed and extended on his left side. He was in a state of utmost tranquility and relaxation.

The lion is the king of beasts, with no natural enemies, and sits at the top of the food chain. Therefore, its sleeping posture is extremely relaxed, unafraid of any creature's sneak attack. This sleeping posture contains profound natural secrets.

The Buddha, being an enlightened being, slept like a lion, the most natural and relaxed posture in the world. By sleeping in the lion's pose, one's mind remains focused, without losing the right mindfulness, and one does not have nightmares but instead experiences auspicious and pure dreams.

Even when facing death in this posture, one can reduce suffering and pass away peacefully.

According to Li Qi, by staring at this painting and visualizing, those with profound enlightenment can gradually comprehend an extremely powerful Buddhist secret technique called 'Supreme Nirvana Technique'.

"The original Lion's Reclining Nirvana is enshrined in the sacred land of the Buddha's Nirvana, and this painting is likely a copy made by a master with profound Buddhist knowledge based on the original."

"It's said that the original painting doesn't seem extraordinary at first glance, and it's open for anyone in the world to view. Only those with profound Buddhist knowledge and extraordinary enlightenment can sense its peculiarities and copy it, creating a divine painting that contains the 'Supreme Nirvana Technique'."

"Perhaps the original painting's realm is too profound, and its simplicity is why ordinary people can't understand it."

Sch Jing stared at the Nirvana painting, his eyes filled with a mysterious light.

The Supreme Nirvana Technique, a secret within the secrets of Buddhism, is known as the number one sleep technique in the world. Its effects are numerous, allowing one to quickly replenish physical strength and energy, purify consciousness, calm the mind, enhance the spirit, dispel worries, overcome inner demons, and prolong life... The list of benefits is almost absurd.

When practiced to a high level, one can gradually develop the great strength of the Lion King through the lion's reclining posture.

It is said that the Buddha, Shakyamuni, never practiced any martial arts, yet he could effortlessly lift and throw an elephant into the sky, and it wasn't until three sunsets later that the elephant fell, creating a huge crater.

In his later years, Shakyamuni's height reached twelve feet, and he could single-handedly lift a square stone that was one hundred and twenty steps long and sixty steps wide, throwing it to an invisible height in the sky before catching it with his hand as it fell.

Such divine strength is almost mythical.

In modern times, Buddhist martial artists who have successfully mastered the Supreme Nirvana Technique to a high level possess overwhelming strength that few other sects can match.

Sch Jing often saw videos online of emaciated ascetic Buddhist monks. They were skinny as a rake, with chapped lips, appearing extremely weak, as if even holding a bowl was a struggle. Yet, they could effortlessly lift boulders and uproot trees, creating a visually exaggerated effect.

This was likely due to their profound Buddhist knowledge and successful cultivation of the Supreme Nirvana Technique.

"The technique's effects are excellent, but the requirements for practice are exceptionally high, probably even more demanding than the Taoist cultivation required for the Yellow Granny Technique."

"Not only does it require profound Buddhist knowledge, but more importantly, it also demands a deep understanding of Buddhist principles. Ordinary people, no matter how much they study the painting and imitate it, can only achieve better sleep and slightly improved health at best."

Sch Jing rested his elbow on his knee and propped his chin with his hand.

"However... For me, no matter how high the requirements are, it doesn't matter.

"As long as you have the slightest connection to the martial world, whether it's the secret teachings of Buddhism or the esoteric books of Taoism, in front of True Martial..."

Sch Jing calmed his mind, gazing at the portrait on the wall, his thoughts solely focused on the image, meticulously recreating the scene in his mind.

Astonishingly, without any difficulties or obstacles, he effortlessly created a realistic scene in his mind based on the portrait.

Beneath the Sarala Twin Trees, on the Great Awakening Lotus Platform, a colossal Buddha, standing at six point one meters tall, lay on his side on the lotus platform. His body, possessing the thirty-two marks and eighty auspicious features, was flawless, embodying all the beauty of the mortal realm.

Before him, ten disciples stood by his side, with millions of followers worshipping, incense filling the air, and layers of divine sounds echoing. The Buddha slowly recited something, his cobalt-blue eyes of compassion gradually closing.

As the vision became clearer, Sch Jing's mind began to spontaneously overflow with Buddhist principles, and together with the Buddha in his visualization, his eyes slowly closed, revealing a compassionate expression.

At this moment, if there were Buddhist practitioners present, they would be utterly astonished by the aura of compassion gradually emerging from Sch Jing.

Without any prior exposure to Buddhist studies, he had spontaneously comprehended the principles of Buddhism. He must either be a reincarnation of the Buddha or a naturally enlightened being like the Sixth Patriarch, capable of founding a new Buddhist sect.

Sch Jing immersed himself in the infinite Buddhist principles that appeared in his mind, and his body naturally began to change its posture.

He drew his legs up, lay on his side, facing north and west, with his right leg crossed over the left, his right hand bent under his head as a pillow, and his left hand stretched out on his left side. He resembled a lion sleeping soundly on the grasslands or a Buddha entering Nirvana on the lotus platform, exuding utmost serenity.

Gradually, he fell into a state of sleep, and his body began to operate on its own.

Countless streams of energy automatically generated and circulated through his body along intricate paths, while his mental consciousness expanded, influencing his physical changes in an intangible form.

A faint golden glow began to emanate from his entire body, and his already smooth skin became even tighter. On a microscopic level, the connections between cells seemed to have gained something, sticking together more tightly, and the gaps between them shrinking.

Tendons, flesh, bones, internal organs, and even his brain... everything underwent subtle transformations.

"Master..."

The door to the cultivation room slowly opened, and a small head poked in.

As soon as Zong Shi Chan entered, she saw Sch Jing lying on the ground in the posture of Nirvana, breathing deeply, his body radiating golden light as if in a deep slumber.

She quickly covered her mouth, knowing that Sch Jing was practicing, and didn't dare disturb him.

Quietly closing the door, Zong Shi Chan knelt down, her eyes fixated on Sch Jing.

As she gazed, for some reason, her thoughts shifted from 'Master is so handsome' to 'Master is so great.'

Unconsciously, she placed her palms together in a praying gesture and bowed slightly towards Sch Jing, like a devotee worshipping the Buddha.

Time passed, and Sch Jing slowly opened his eyes, awakening from his slumber.

His eyes were crystal clear, tinged with a pure cobalt-blue hue, like that of a newborn child, devoid of any impurity.

A mysterious wave of energy slowly emanated from his body, enveloping the entire cultivation room with an aura of solemnity and boundless compassion.

After briefly experiencing the changes in his body, Sch Jing blinked and opened his panel.

【Condition Met, Skill Activated: Sleep】

Sleep...

Sch Jing raised an eyebrow.

This seemingly obvious skill had only just been activated now? Upon further thought, he understood.

The activation of panel skills required a certain level of expertise. For example, everyone acts in their daily lives, but it was only after a long time that Sch Jing activated the 【Acting】 skill.

Similarly, while everyone sleeps, it was because he hadn't slept with enough professionalism that Sch Jing hadn't met the requirements to activate the 【Sleep】 skill until now.

"This is truly mind-boggling," Sch Jing commented.

Just as he was about to use the attribute table to check his attributes after cultivating the Nirvana Technique, he noticed his little disciple kneeling beside him, hands clasped in prayer, with a devout expression.

Sch Jing frowned and walked over, placing his hand on Zong Shi Chan's head, releasing and retracting his spiritual aura.

"Waaah!"

Zong Shi Chan gasped for breath, like someone finally rescued from drowning, and looked at Sch Jing with a pitiful expression.

"Master..."

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