Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 2 The Great Vajra's Divine Power (New book, please read and vote!)
Looking at the words in front of me.

Ren Shaoyang was completely invigorated: "As expected, there's always a way out!"

The martial art "Great Vajra Divine Power" is one of the four strongest ultimate skills in the worlds of Feng Ge's novels "Kunlun" and "Canghai".

Its origin lies in the monk Jiuru's profound understanding of Zen principles, his disregard for all laws, and his disdain for all living beings. He opened the Vajra sect and created the "Great Vajra Divine Power," which he used to strike down beings in all directions.

This is a martial art imbued with the power of gods and Buddhas, possessing indestructibility and unbreakable strength. Once mastered, it is virtually impossible to find an opponent in the world.

Ren Shaoyang swallowed hard as he looked at the dazzling golden effects of the [First Reward], then continued reading.

There are three ways to use cheat codes.

First, if you find the anchor martial arts in the world, you can project and learn the corresponding level of martial arts that have been lost in history.

Martial arts skills are ranked in four grades: [Not even worth a laugh], [Powerful enough], [Admired by all], [Envied by both gods and men].

The sword manual passed down in the Little Beggar's family is the anchor martial art in the world of Broken Blade.

It was because of this sword manual that Ding'an was truly transformed and finally succeeded in killing Feilong and avenging himself.

However, a sufficiently powerful sword manual actually triggered a divine skill reward of the "Great Vajra Divine Power," a skill revered by all.

As for why?

It all stems from the phrase "first-time reward".

Facing an impending life-or-death crisis, Ren Shaoyang received a cheat code.

"Cheating? Cheating is great!"

Ren Shaoyang beamed and looked at the second rule.

[By upholding martial virtue, one earns the respect of the world.]

The core message boils down to two words: "Become famous!"
Not only do I want to be famous, but I want to be famous, to be respected for my martial prowess, not just in the martial arts world, but throughout the world!

In other words, it's about accumulating Legend Points. The higher the Legend Points, the more classic scenes from other worlds you can unlock for projection training.

If one reaches the pinnacle of the legend, one can break through the void, pursue a higher-dimensional world, and achieve spiritual sublimation.

The third rule is called "Backtracking".

The aim is to allow one to revisit past battles, rethink their ideas, and hone their skills by expending mental energy.

This is what is known as "watching videos and studying them repeatedly," except this is a firsthand experience.

"Can I just click and receive the Great Vajra Divine Power?" Ren Shaoyang thought to himself. "With this power in hand, I won't be afraid of the approaching bandits, or even if Flying Dragon comes!"

"Ah~!"

A sudden, wolf-like scream startled Ren Shaoyang awake, and he and the little beggar looked up.

But Ding'an stared in disbelief at his severed arm, wailing in agony.

"Where are my hands? My hands! My hands! My hands!"

The little beggar cried out, "Don't move!" and stepped forward to support him. "The herbal medicine was just applied; if you move around, the wound will reopen."

Ding'an seemed not to hear what was being said, staring intently at the rooftop while wailing to himself.

"Hey! Dude, if you keep howling, we're all going to die here!"

A voice came from beside me.

Upon hearing this, Ding An turned his head and saw Ren Shaoyang lying in the haystack.

He appeared to be in his early twenties, with pale skin, a thin face, and sword-like eyebrows. Although he was lying there with me, he surprisingly had a spirited demeanor, and his eyes were clear and bright, like two gemstones.

Looking closer, one could see that he was dressed in tattered clothes, but the material was of good quality. However, his two legs were twisted unnaturally, clearly indicating that they were broken.

Ding An hesitated and asked, "You, you also fell off the cliff and broke your leg?"

"Otherwise what?" Ren Shaoyang said calmly, with an inexplicable sense of righteousness. "You broke your arm, and I broke both my legs. Isn't that a serious disability?"

"No! It's different!" Ding'an became agitated again. "I still want to avenge my father. I can't live without an arm!"

Ren Shaoyang blinked and looked at him, saying, "In that case, shouldn't you be focusing on recovering from your injuries? Moving around and yelling like this, are you afraid you'll die too slowly?"

"I"

Ding'an was speechless, no longer having the strength to shout. He lowered his hands, and then burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

The little beggar was stunned. He looked at Ren Shaoyang on one side and Ding An on the other, wanting to say something to comfort him, but he couldn't say anything after scratching his head for a long time. He could only worry inwardly.

"Crying? A grown man crying?"

Ren Shaoyang's voice rang out again: "We are all fellow sufferers in this world, why should we cry when we meet?"

"you!"

Ding'an hadn't read many books, but he still found the young man's words infuriating. Overwhelmed by anger, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he thought of his father's death, which he hadn't avenged, and now he had lost an arm.

At that moment, he felt his remaining life was fading away, and he couldn't help but laugh sadly. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted again.

"oops!"

Upon seeing this, the little beggar quickly went over to take a look.

Ren Shaoyang was also stunned, and couldn't help but shout, "Brother, the bandits are coming! Don't faint! Why are you so angry?"

"Shut up!" The little beggar turned around, his dirty little face puffed up with anger, and said, "If you hadn't had such a sharp tongue, how could you have made him faint?"

Ren Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, then said, "I...I..." He sighed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I've been bedridden for years and have gotten used to speaking harshly."

The little beggar never expected that Ren Shaoyang would actually apologize to her. She was at a loss and stammered, "You, you don't need to apologize to me. This person is not seriously injured; he just fainted."

Ren Shaoyang added, "Hey, you should hurry up and leave. Find a place to hide first."

The little beggar frowned, just as he was about to say something.

But then, on the distant, gloomy horizon, billowing dust suddenly rose, the earth seemed to boil, and the thunderous sound of horses' hooves surged in like a tidal wave.

Ren Shaoyang and the little beggar were speechless.

The bandits have really arrived!

The little beggar hurriedly shouted, "I'll drag him along, you crawl after me, let's go to the cellar next door!"

As she spoke, she stepped forward and laboriously dragged Ding'an away.

Is it possible to escape?
Can't run!
Ren Shaoyang looked at the [First Reward] flashing with golden light in the void and thought to himself, "Claim it!"

"I hope this amazing skill lives up to its name and is truly miraculous."

Suddenly, an excruciating itch, accompanied by a profound emptiness, surged simultaneously from his upper, middle, and lower dantian. A thunderous roar echoed in his mind, and Ren Shaoyang cried out before losing consciousness.

Ren Shaoyang felt very light, almost weightless. Before his eyes, everything was as chaotic and confusing as flowers, as if countless lines were piercing him and then disappearing.

When everything became clear, he found himself in a strange place. In front of him was a huge, swirling membrane of light, and behind him was complete darkness, devoid of any light.

He was between darkness and light, yet his body seemed formless, flickering with the light as if a frame had been dropped.

"I'm dead?" Ren Shaoyang looked puzzled. "Damn it, this cheat system, it restarts the game after I claim the 'newbie gift pack'?"

"Oh~!"

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a sigh, and felt a great force coming from behind him. Instantly, he was thrown against his will and fell into the light membrane.

Ren Shaoyang cried out, only to feel his feet slip and fall into an abyss.

He screamed loudly, then suddenly felt as if his feet had touched the water, and his vision suddenly became clear.

Not far away, a short, withered old monk was talking to a dark-skinned boy.

As the two were talking, the monk stood up, crossed his arms, turned his left hand over so that it reached below his right armpit, and held his right knee straight down.

His posture was contorted and bizarre, leaving the boy dumbfounded.

Ren Shaoyang's expression hardened. He had been bedridden for years and had read "Kunlun" and "Canghai" countless times. Therefore, upon seeing this scene, he knew that it was the scene where the fish monk, the contemporary successor of "Great Vajra Divine Power," was teaching the protagonist Lu Jian divine skills.

As the fish monk explained the secrets, he gradually taught Lu Jian the "Sixteen Aspects" and instructed him to practice accordingly.

Ren Shaoyang had no physical form at this moment, as if he were watching a VR movie up close. Seeing Lu Jian practicing the Dharma, he couldn't help but move along with him.

Originally, Ren Shaoyang was just an average person, and it would be extremely difficult for him to cultivate this method.

However, in this "soul-like" state, he seemed to have a magical boost. He put on a strange pose, kicking the back of his head with his right foot and grabbing his left neck with his right hand.

"Is this the 'human form'?" Ren Shaoyang thought to himself, then twisted his body and successively changed into sixteen different forms, including "Monkey King Form", "Horse King Form", "Longevity Form", and "All Heavenly Forms".

Under such cultivation, he felt as if his body was on fire. Despite the pain, his whole body felt warm. Ren Shaoyang screamed in agony, but because he was in a "soul-like" state, no one understood or heard him.

"What's a little pain?"

The more pain Ren Shaoyang felt, the more ruthless he became.

"I've been bedridden for five years, waiting to die. Didn't I suffer when I was dying? After returning to the world of Broken Blade, am I supposed to wait for bandits to torture me and make me feel that pain again?"

"I've figured it out. This cheat system won't directly transfer its power to me. Since that's the case, I'll practice diligently and at least learn all sixteen aspects so that I can overcome the difficulties when I return to that world!"

Ren Shaoyang has never lacked the courage to fight against fate, nor the determination to defy destiny.

As he said, after being bedridden for five years, he now has a glimmer of hope. If he doesn't fight for it now, when will he?
As he practiced the Sixteen Aspects in this way, he found it gradually easier, his body no longer showed any abnormalities, and he could still feel a vast warm current slowly flowing through his body.

Over the next few days, the fish monk and Lu Jian walked along the water, and along the way, the fish monk told Lu Jian about the "Six Voids of Zhouliu Gong", "East Island", "Liang Siqin", "Wan Guizang" and other strange and wonderful people and things.

Not only did Lu Jian shout and cheer, but even Ren Shaoyang, who had read the original novel many times, listened with great interest.

During their encounter with Koga ninjas, Ren Shaoyang witnessed Lu Jian display his extraordinary prowess, routing the Koga ninjas and forcing them to flee in disarray.

Finally, after telling the story, the fish monk placed one hand on his head and set up a restriction for Lu Jian, temporarily relieving him of his calamity.

He then recited a verse and suddenly passed away.

Ren Shaoyang stared blankly at the scene before him, listening to Lu Jian's loud sobs, and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

Although I have only been in this world for a few days, I have been impressed by the kind and magnanimous demeanor of the monk Yu, and I am also grateful for the great monk's kindness in spreading the Dharma.

It wasn't just about martial arts skills, but also what he had seen and learned in the past few days that made him understand many principles such as courage, faith, courtesy, and compassion.

The benefits I gained were no less than those from my mentor.

Ren Shaoyang sighed: "Master, we have never met, yet I am deeply grateful for your kindness. Greetings!"

As he spoke, he knelt down and respectfully kowtowed several times to the body of the fish monk.

“Excellent. I had a feeling that someone was watching me all the way, but I never expected it to be you, benefactor.”

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the side.

Ren Shaoyang was startled and quickly looked up.

But then he saw the fish monk sitting cross-legged in mid-air, his figure ethereal, smiling at him.

"What...what is this?" Ren Shaoyang exclaimed in shock, "Becoming a ghost or a Buddha?"

The fish monk laughed and said, "Cheng Zizai." He then looked the young man up and down, becoming increasingly pleased. "Child, what's your name?"

The young man replied honestly, "Master, my name is Ren Shaoyang."

"Wander freely, let the beautiful music resound." The fish monk's wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out as he smiled. "Child, you are destined to be with my Vajra Sect."

clam?
Ren Shaoyang looked completely bewildered.

The fish monk laughed and said, "My master once wrote a verse: Flowers bloom in pairs, one water, one fire. Water nourishes all things, fire illuminates the universe. Vajra glares angrily, Bodhisattva lowers his brows. Flowers bloom in both realms, Bodhi attains enlightenment."

The monk's illusory image rippled, his withered face smiling gently. As he spoke, he tapped Ren Shaoyang's forehead with his fingers.

"Water gathers all rivers and hides its sharpness; fire illuminates the world and dispels falsehood. Benefactor, watch as this old monk assists you."

Ren Shaoyang felt a sudden jolt in his head, and countless fragments flashed through his mind.

There's Lu Jian riding a shark in the East China Sea, and there's also the scene of him fighting a battle in the yellow sand with a fire poker.

There are times when he fights alone against the world, and times when he is chased and flees in a sorry state.

Although they are not in the same realm, they arrive at the same destination by different paths.

Ren Shaoyang's illusory figure trembled violently, and images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

I gradually became familiar with the original sixteen signs, and then slowly added new signs.

In the end, it turned out to be the number "thirty-two".

It turns out that with a single finger, the fish monk had passed on all thirty-two marks of a Buddha to Ren Shaoyang.

"I passed on my skills to Lu Jian to repay a debt, but I am giving you guidance as a result."

The figure of the fish monk had faded into the mist. At this point, he looked westward and said, "Lu Jian is a good boy, and so are you. Live well, and you will see the true nature of reality."

As he spoke, his illusory body vanished with the wind, leaving no trace.

Ren Shaoyang looked solemnly at the spot where the fish monk had disappeared, and then at Lu Jian's back as he carried the monk's body away.

He cupped his hands in farewell, and with a whoosh, his figure vanished.

(End of this chapter)