With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 1052 - 669: True Form Revealed, Dharma Comprehension

When you’re on soone’s turf, you’ve got to follow their rules. ng Chuan obediently followed Master Shinan deeper inside.

Midway, seeing ng Chuan’s complete compliance, yet recalling his past conduct, Shinan couldn’t help but lower his voice to remind him:

"Think ahead in your mind; whatever impression you get after seeing Abbot Xuanmou, act the sa when you et Senior Brother Ding Guang."

A Celestial King’s stature, rivaling the Great Saint?

"Understood."

ng Chuan nodded repeatedly like a pecking chick.

At the sa ti, the so-called Senior Brother Ding Guang beca shrouded in a veil of powerful and enigmatic mystique in his mind...

...

In the depths of the hall, spaced ten ters apart, candles protruding from wall niches illuminated the area.

ng Chuan turned his head side to side, taking a small-scale survey.

In the solemn atmosphere, he unconsciously lowered his breath.

His gaze calmly swept across, realizing that the depths looked less like a scripture hall and more like a natural grotto.

Old ditation cushions were spread on the ground, with several already seated by high monks who arrived earlier.

Eyes closed in chanting, the invisible aura they emitted made ng Chuan pause slightly; each was stronger and fiercer than the last.

At the very least, they were Grandmasters, so being formidable, and many were Shaolin Venerables of the Fifth Major Limit...

Besides, there were more empty ditation cushions, showing faint impressions from years of sitting practice.

The deeper they walked into the cave walls, the narrower it got. The restrained candlelight seed brighter, with rows of shiny "stewed eggs" reflecting a glistening sheen.

ng Chuan and Master Shinan stopped walking, instinctively lining up behind these monks.

He lightly coughed, trying to lower his voice, but in the silent environnt, the cough sounded particularly jarring.

Giving up, he simply conveyed a whispered ssage:

"Master Shinan, are we just lining up here to wait for Senior Brother Ding Guang to co out and pass on his skills?"

Shinan turned back, nodding at him while gesturing "shh" with his hand near his mouth.

In ng Chuan’s mind, he also received a whispered ssage from Shinan:

"Senior Brother Ding Guang transmits skills at regular tis daily. We arrived early enough to be the first batch; just wait for a bit.

Don’t speak, don’t disturb the monks who have been pondering since last night."

After speaking, Shinan glanced at those ditation cushions with monks sitting.

ng Chuan nodded, indicating he understood and got the point.

The aura among the monks crushed him nine out of ten tis; if he accidentally made any noise, it might provoke a "Huien-enhanced edition"...

Cough cough...

ng Chuan learned from his mistakes and decided to leave after today’s lessons.

He still didn’t know when Senior Brother Ding Guang would co out. Initially wanting to stand and wait, he worried about causing trouble with "big moves," so he restrained his impatience, contemplating the principles of True Martial to pass the ti.

As ti passed, people gradually began to line up behind him.

Aside from him, everyone coming to learn Divine Skill today was a Grandmaster or above, forming an implicit crowd.

The Buddhist Sect’s Shaolin heritage truly can be seen...

However, the top tier is still sowhat lacking, starting to fall behind the Four-sided Alliance University.

Northern United University’s two saints are currently the most powerful "Martial Arts force"!

Excluding Master Baibao’s endorsent, it’s also the stable guarantee allowing ng Chuan to roam freely at Shaolin Temple.

Setting aside characters like the crazed Huien, who could resist giving a bit of face to Principal Sui and the Old Sword Saint behind him?

"Wait a mont, Abbot Xuanmou has been a saint for unknown years, worthy of being called a ’long-ti saint,’ and comparable to Ancestor Sanfeng, capable of taking on two at once..."

Bored with idle thoughts, ng Chuan suddenly twitched his ear as another sound transmitted into it.

This transmission ca from the figure who just joined the queue behind him.

"Don’t act out, be patient. Once you et Senior Brother Ding Guang, be quiet and avoid saying irrelevant things; the transmission thod is Divine Intent Instruction, Image Imprinting.

After it ends, pick a ditation cushion for onsite contemplation that’s optimal or do it later; it’s up to you.

Also, don’t call ’Old Monk’."

After speaking, the sound imdiately dissipated from his ear.

ng Chuan’s expression slightly changed, realizing who the speaker was.

"Shi Xinghuai, Venerable Shi..."

Their tough exterior but soft heart was a notable trait of this Shaolin Venerable; ng Chuan felt he was rather nice to him...

He’s no mischievous monkey. With so many people reminding him, ng Chuan knew how to behave.

He promptly closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and pondered martial principles, silently waiting with the high monks...

...

The period of burning an incense stick.

ng Chuan suddenly opened his eyes as he heard soone yawn.

He couldn’t clearly see the front situation, only observing the monks standing straighter one after another, making even him unconsciously straighten his initially spine-like-a-sword posture.

"Amitabha—Greeting Senior Brother Ding Guang."

ng Chuan glanced briefly and noticed the surrounding monks clasping their hands together and slightly lowering their gaze in greeting, so he followed suit.

Murmurs and movents continuously emanated around, slightly chaotic.

He beca slightly bolder and let his perception fly like wings to the forefront for a look.

Upon seeing, ng Chuan was instantly astonished.