"Mr. Pei?"

Pei Rui was so embarrassed he could die. He never expected that Lin Miao would have such a profound relationship with his master, Fahai.

And it seemed quite extraordinary.

This was basically a social death scene.

"I’ve met Mr. Lin..." Pei Rui lowered his head, forced a smile, and saluted.

"Pei Rui, Mr. Lin is my brother. From now on, when you see him, call him Uncle," Fahai said directly.

"Uncle Lin..." Pei Rui felt both ashamed and angry, but he dared not disobey Fahai, as his stingy master was truly capable of beating people up, not even sparing his father.

Fahai was a master at the Peak of the Meridian Passage Realm, and even his father was not a match for him. In the entire Dongshan City, few were a match for this old monk, Fahai.

Lin Miao chuckled lightly. Since he was a junior, as an elder, he shouldn’t be too fussy. Besides, he currently had quite a good relationship with Pei Jian.

"Mr. Pei, since you call me Uncle, I should give you a meeting gift. However, I didn’t come specifically today, so I didn’t bring any gifts. How about this, Uncle will teach you a set of boxing techniques, how does that sound?" Lin Miao laughed.

Pei Rui widened his eyes. You teach me boxing techniques, can they be more powerful than my old monk master’s techniques?

Lin Miao walked to the square outside the Precepts Hall and stood still: "Mr. Pei, watch closely. This boxing technique is the Arhat Fist. I will only demonstrate it once; how much you learn depends on your ability."

Upon hearing Lin Miao’s mention of the boxing technique’s name, Fahai, who initially seemed to have a spectator’s mindset, suddenly opened his eyes wider than copper bells.

Arhat is a level of divine skills in Buddhism, and Lin Miao actually referred to the boxing technique he was teaching as "Arhat Fist." Isn’t this somewhat disrespectful to Buddhism!

You’re not even considered a disciple of Buddhism, how dare you so brazenly name a set of boxing techniques as "Arhat Fist."

That’s going too far.

But since Lin Miao was already prepared to teach, it was too late to stop him now, so Fahai could only calm himself down to watch.

Lin Miao stood with his legs pressed together, chest straightened, arms naturally hanging down, eyes looking forward, like a tall pine tree.

Just this starting posture made Fahai’s expression change instantly, as if he truly saw an Arhat standing right in front of him.

The determination and strong aura he felt were immediately perceived by Fahai, who had been practicing Buddhist Dharma for many years.

He even felt that his Buddha’s Demon Suppression Skill was triggered by some mysterious force, making the cells in his body become excited.

As for Pei Rui, his skill level was insufficient to feel such intensity, but as a martial artist, he could still discern quality.

Lin Miao’s martial arts were very high, at least much higher than his own, as he had witnessed before when Lin Miao’s staff skill forced the Green Blade Sect members to surrender, and even Pei Rui himself admitted he wasn’t a match.

But the presence of Lin Miao...

It’s almost comparable to his stingy master, Fahai.

A child worshipping Buddha.

The first move lit up the brilliance in Fahai’s eyes. Though not very powerful, it demonstrated respect and reverence for Buddha.

He could feel it.

A gentle breeze brushed his face, although there was no wind earlier. Clearly, this breeze emanated from Lin Miao’s body.

Before the fist is thrown, the wind arrives first.

This is a martial artist’s presence achieved only at an extremely high level of practice; Fahai himself reached this stage after practicing boxing for twenty years.

And Lin Miao, at such a young age, even if he started practicing in his mother’s womb, it would only add up to eighteen years.

Horse stance single whip, extend the leg, strike out with a punch, a great roc spreading its claws!

Three actions performed seamless as lightning, the fists broke the sound barrier directly in mid-air, showing the speed and strength of the punches had reached the pinnacle of his strength.

Black tiger jumps the ravine, embracing the moon in the bosom, black tiger stealing the heart...

Even though Lin Miao deliberately slowed down, Pei Rui was still dazzled, while Fahai stared intently at Lin Miao’s fists, the light in his eyes growing ever more dazzling.

This boxing technique appeared simple but contained extremely firm and strong power, along with the subtle essence of Buddhist Dharma!

The Arhat Fist might indeed be a legendary martial art of Buddhism that has never been disclosed!

After completing the Thirty-Six Arhat Fist, he withdrew his power.

Lin Miao didn’t sweat a single drop on his forehead, even in this intense heat, where ordinary people would sweat profusely with just a slight movement.

"A monk may not value the physical body highly, yet he cannot remain unenlightened and let the soul scatter. To understand the mind, one must first strengthen the body, so that a strong body can lead to an enlightened soul."

"The Arhat Fist emphasizes the head like waves, hands like meteors, the body like a willow, feet like a drunkard, originating from the mind, exerting from the nature, seemingly firm though not firm, seemingly real but empty, transforming reality into emptiness, and emptiness into reality. Remember well."

Upon hearing Lin Miao’s Zen words, Fahai couldn’t help but be shocked, he closed his eyes slightly and directly sat cross-legged to achieve sudden realization.

Seeing this, Lin Miao couldn’t help but exclaim, this great monk has good insight!

Pei Rui was dumbfounded; even in his ignorance, he could understand that the boxing technique Lin Miao passed on was certainly an extraordinary martial art. However, his mind was so scattered earlier that he hardly remembered any of it, though he did remember the general principles of the boxing technique mentioned later.

"Mr. Pei, your master achieved enlightenment and went into seclusion, get a sunshade parasol quickly, and don’t let anyone approach," Lin Miao instructed.

"Oh, okay." Pei Rui agreed and quickly ran out.

...

"Abbot, Senior Brother Fahai from the Precepts Hall and Mr. Lin..." A monk reported the events that occurred at the Precepts Hall to the presiding elder abbot.

"Amitabha, well done, well done. Junior Brother Fahai is profoundly blessed, and our temple is finally bringing forth a true Buddha." The elder abbot pressed his palms together, softly chanting a Buddhist name.

"Abbot, are you suggesting that Senior Brother Fahai is about to have a breakthrough?"

The elder abbot remained silent.

The monk Faben didn’t dare to ask further questions, pressed his palms together, and quietly exited the abbot’s room.

...

Enlightenment is extremely rare, and if interrupted midway, efforts might be in vain. Lin Miao naturally didn’t want Fahai to be disturbed and personally protected him.

The Shanglin Temple was considerate in its hospitality, sending vegetarian meals directly to the Precepts Hall.

After the meal, he waited quietly for Fahai to awaken from enlightenment.

Tap!

A crisp sound emanated from Fahai’s body, reaching Lin Miao’s ears, prompting him to instantly stand up, staring at the meditative Fahai.

A faint vortex began to form above Fahai’s head, a sign of advancing to the Tian Yuan level, which Lin Miao had previously witnessed in Baili Bingyun.

This transition from inside out and then outside in.

The vortex atop his head was the manifestation of unblocking the Ren and Du meridians within his body, an external display linking the internal and external, transforming from acquired to innate, connecting with the heavens, corroborating the Tian Yuan.

Fahai had been stuck in this realm for many years, during which he’d rigorously practiced Buddhist Dharma without finding the method.

Yet, unexpectedly, a single pointer from Lin Miao led him to comprehend the true essence of the martial arts, achieving sudden enlightenment, and advancing to Tian Yuan.

Although Dongshan City has the Meridian Passage Realm, no one of Fahai’s same level could sense the fluctuations of the world’s energies.

Moreover, Fahai’s breakthrough was silent, apparently restraining his aura.

He didn’t want to complete the breakthrough within Dongshan City.

As expected, after the vortex formed above his head, Fahai opened his eyes, stood up, and bowed deeply to Lin Miao: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your guidance. Fahai will surely repay this kindness in the future."

"You wish to leave the city?"

"Yes, the commotion of the Tian Yuan breakthrough is too great, it’s best not within Dongshan City. I plan to find a remote mountain outside the city to avoid detection."

"Eighty Li west of Dongshan City, there’s a mountain with a deserted Heaven-Reaching Temple, you could consider breaking through there!" Lin Miao suggested.

"Very well, I shall head to that Heaven-Reaching Temple!" Fahai, without delay, packed some personal items and descended the mountain.

This left Mr. Pei bewildered, unsure of how to proceed with his martial arts training plans after his master had departed.

"Pei Rui, during the time I’m not at the temple, you will train with your Uncle Lin Miao diligently. When I return, I will check your progress!"

Fahai seemed not to have forgotten this disciple, conveying this message to him as he reached the mountain gate.

But his voice was rather loud, heard throughout the entire Shanglin Temple.

Upon hearing these words, Pei Rui’s face instantly fell.

"This monk really knows how to create trouble for me. Where am I going to settle this guy?" Lin Miao couldn’t help but mutter.

"Uncle Lin..." Pei Rui pinched his nose as he spoke. With Fahai not at Shanglin Temple, he, being a registered lay disciple, naturally had to follow his master’s instructions and stay with Lin Miao.

"Go home first, come to the Convenient Medical Diagnosis Point at Xiuyue Square early tomorrow morning." Lin Miao didn’t want to bring this guy home, thinking it would be too troublesome, preferring to send him home and deal with matters later.

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Lin." Upon hearing he could go home, Pei Rui was almost moved to tears; after eating vegetarian meals daily at Shanglin Temple, he could hardly bear it anymore.

"Let your father know, I will pay him a visit one of these days." Lin Miao instructed.

Having spent a lengthy time at Shanglin Temple, when Lin Miao returned home, it was already afternoon.

"Sir, I plan to set off for Lanzhou City tomorrow. Is there anything else you need to instruct?" Liuli was packing her belongings and hurried over to see Lin Miao upon his return.

"Tomorrow, is it so urgent?"

"The Su family has already prepared a shop for us over there, the sooner I go, the sooner we can start operations, aiming to get the shop up and running soon." Liuli explained.

"How about safety on the road?"

"This time, I will be returning with a Su family freight convoy, safety is not an issue, personally arranged by Mr. Su Chen." Liuli said.

"How long will this journey take?"

"About half a year, possibly until the end of the year before returning. But I will frequently write to you, sir, to report the progress of the branch." Liuli spoke earnestly.

She knew she had some unspoken desires, but sometimes, emotions are hard to control, only severing them harshly in this manner. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

With this distance and separation, perhaps gradually, those thoughts would fade away, ceasing to exist.

"I see. When in need, reach out to me at any time. Lanzhou is different from Dongshan, don’t hesitate to trouble the Su family. The more we engage with the Su family, the stronger this relationship becomes!" Lin Miao advised.

"Understood, sir." Liuli nodded, futilely trying to restrain her reddening eyes, slightly lowering her head to avoid Lin Miao’s gaze. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll go prepare."

"Alright."