Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

For Wei Xiaobao, who was projected into the body, life at Shaolin Temple was monotonous and austere.

Every day, the morning bell and evening drum sounded, the meals were simple, the scriptures were chanted and the Buddha was worshipped, and there were rules for walking, sitting and lying down. It was completely different from the luxury and pleasure in the palace, and even from the joy and sorrow in the martial arts world.

There is only a kind of solemnity and silence here that is almost frozen and has been accumulated for thousands of years.

The air was filled with the unique scent of incense, scriptures, and the passage of time, and the sound of footsteps was particularly clear in the empty halls and corridors.

But Wei Xiaobao endured this kind of life.

He clearly remembered why he had come.

The ultimate goal of this trip is to learn martial arts, acquire top-tier techniques that cultivate both internal and external strength, and make up for one's own weaknesses.

Compared to this grand goal, temporary discipline and detachment from worldly desires are merely minor costs to be paid in order to achieve it.

He forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart and the slight longing for the land below, forcing himself to adapt to the identity and rhythm of this monk as soon as possible.

Three days have quietly passed since the day he was ordained in the main hall, accepted as a disciple by Abbot Huixuan on behalf of his master, and given the Dharma name "Huiqing," becoming the "Abbot's junior brother" with a transcendent status in Shaolin Temple.

He was not idle during those three days.

He completely converted the ten guards he brought from the capital into covert agents, maintaining only minimal one-way communication.

As for Shuang'er, whom he was most concerned about, he properly settled her in a quiet but safe inn at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

He prepaid the full amount of money, left a coded contact method, and once again instructed her to wait patiently and not to go out easily.

Shuang'er was as obedient as ever, so well-behaved that it was heartbreaking. However, every time he saw her looking at his bald head, her eyes slightly red and her trying to hold back her tears, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a few ripples in his heart.

He had no choice but to harden his heart and promise to find what she needed as soon as possible and then take her away.

After arranging all the external affairs, Wei Xiaobao, now known by his Buddhist name Huiqing, finally calmed down and began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the austere life in Shaolin Temple.

He knew that his every move was likely being observed by certain people with ulterior motives.

Abbot Huixuan granted him a transcendent status and great freedom, out of respect for imperial power, but also as a test.

He had to act just right.

Therefore, during these crucial first three days, Wei Xiaobao did not make any rash moves.

He did not show any eagerness to visit the library, nor did he immediately ask to learn advanced martial arts.

Because he knew that doing so would be too deliberate and would only expose his intention to covet Shaolin's secret techniques, instantly attracting the highest level of vigilance and precautions.

He needs a process, a seemingly natural and reasonable process of integration and interest cultivation.

So he spent those three days, accompanied by an old monk named "Kongjian" assigned by the abbot, visiting almost every hall, courtyard, and shrine of Shaolin Temple.

From the bustling Mahavira Hall to the solemn and dignified Disciplinary Hall, from the martial arts training grounds for monks to the Prajna Hall for studying Buddhist scriptures, he visited and consulted with each place, citing the need to familiarize himself with the environment and understand the thousand-year-old tradition of Shaolin.

He was humble and respectful, and frequently expressed his admiration for the solemnity of the Buddha statues, the grandeur of the temples, and the towering ancient trees, just like a new disciple sincerely experiencing Buddhist life.

However, beneath this surface of sightseeing and adaptation, Wei Xiaobao's extraordinary perception, nurtured by the "Light of Creation" within him, was silently unfolding.

Like an invisible net, it carefully "senses" every inch of this ancient temple and every breath of life.

The result of his intuition filled him with dread.

He discovered that the Shaolin Temple's profound history was truly unfathomable, far beyond what could be summarized by mere rumors.

The temple, seemingly calm and peaceful on the surface, was, in his eyes, like a dormant volcano, containing immeasurable and immense energy.

He sensed no fewer than five or six individuals who were clearly identifiable, possessed a profound and powerful aura, and had reached the level of first-class masters.

This is only what's visible on the surface, or when the aura isn't deliberately concealed.

Those corners, with their even more obscure atmosphere and almost blending into the ancient temple itself, probably harbor something even more terrifying.

What surprised Wei Xiaobao even more was that not all the monks in this temple were just monks who could only chant scriptures, nor were all the martial monks just brute force.

A considerable number of monks have reached a very high level of expertise in martial arts.

When they discuss martial arts, they often extend the discussion from techniques and strength to the human body's meridians, blood circulation, and even corroborate Buddhist and Zen principles, demonstrating a high level of theoretical sophistication and systematic approach.

This is completely different from those martial artists in the martial arts world who rely on experience or a secret manual to practice diligently.

The old monk Kongjian walking beside him at this moment is a typical example.

Kong Jian looked to be around sixty or seventy years old, with a slender build and a kind face. He always bowed slightly, showing great respect to Wei Xiaobao, his young martial uncle.

He was personally appointed by Abbot Huixuan to be Wei Xiaobao's guide in familiarizing himself with temple affairs these past few days, clearly enjoying the abbot's deep trust.

According to the Shaolin hierarchy of "Hui, Kong, Zhi, Hui, Fa, Wu, Dao, Xin, Xing, Ming, Jian",

Kong Jian belongs to the "Kong" generation, while Wei Xiaobao belongs to the "Hui" generation, which is a very high generation.

Therefore, Kong Jian should respectfully address Wei Xiaobao as his senior uncle.

In Wei Xiaobao's spiritual perception, this junior disciple Kongjian was by no means as ordinary as he appeared on the surface.

His internal energy was long and deep, and his blood and qi flowed smoothly while concealing a surging power. His eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp light, clearly indicating that he was a powerful person whose internal energy cultivation had reached the level of a "first-class master".

Moreover, through these few days of conversation, Wei Xiaobao discovered that Kong Jian seemed to have some knowledge and research on the martial arts of various schools and sects.

Whether it's the 72 Shaolin Arts, the Beggars' Sect's Dragon Subduing Palm and Dog Beating Stick, or the Huashan Swordplay and Emei Dagger Technique, or even some obscure and uncommon martial arts, he can tell you their characteristics, origins, advantages and disadvantages, and even some ways to counter them.

In Wei Xiaobao's eyes, his extensive knowledge and broad experience made him a living encyclopedia of martial arts.

Such a person would probably play a role similar to "martial arts instructor" or "theoretical researcher" in Shaolin Temple.

Wei Xiaobao has never practiced any internal energy cultivation techniques, and there is not a trace of internal energy flowing in his body.

All his power comes from the formidable physical body he has painstakingly built up and honed to the "ultimate level of second-rate" over the past three years using the resources of the imperial palace and the "Light of Creation".

With his strength, speed, reaction time, and mastery of techniques alone, he was no longer afraid of ordinary second-rate martial arts masters.

However, he has a great advantage. As long as he does not actively activate his qi and blood or release his power, in the perception of others, he is no different from an ordinary person with a stronger body, at most he is just a bit more physically robust.

Therefore, in the eyes of Abbot Huixuan and other eminent monks in the temple, this newly arrived "Huiqing" senior monk...

Despite bearing the aura of "becoming a monk in place of the emperor," and possessing a noble status...

However, he was a complete novice when it came to martial arts, and he started too late.

Around the age of twenty, before even beginning to cultivate internal energy, their physique and bones were already largely formed.

In the eyes of those in the martial arts world, he has almost missed the best period for foundation building, and is destined to have little success in martial arts in the future.

This ordinary, even slightly regretful, "disdain" is precisely the camouflage that Wei Xiaobao needs most and is most effective at present.

It was precisely because Abbot Huixuan was not optimistic about his "future in martial arts" that he adopted a relatively open attitude towards his involvement in martial arts.

It is believed that at most he is curious, or wants to improve his health, and is unlikely to truly grasp the core essence of Shaolin martial arts.

Therefore, there were not many substantial precautions taken against him.