Blessing? Awesome!
Yang Chen wanted to curse!
Sitting on the Dao for three days was a blessing!
In human words, meditating for three days could pray for one's blessings.
The literal meaning of blessing was too broad. Simply put, if Yang Chen prayed for a place, that place would be blessed for a period of time in the future.
The people here lived and worked in peace and contentment. The people here were free from disasters and illnesses. The crime rate here would be reduced to the lowest, or even zero.
This place would temporarily become a paradise.
This was the so-called blessing.
This kind of blessing was usually held at a fixed festival, in a Daoist temple, monastery, or Confucian temple.
The Dharma Assembly would be different depending on the festival.
For example, the Qingming Dharma Assembly offered sacrifices to ancestors, the God of Wealth Dharma Assembly prayed for blessings, and the Central Dharma Assembly entrusted grief…
But now, Yang Chen didn't need to wait until the festival, nor did he need to be in the Taoist temple.
As long as he was willing, he could find a place where he could meditate for three days.
According to the information he had obtained in his mind, the blessing effect of meditating for three days was not enough to affect the entire Dragon City.
The scope of blessing was limited to one district of Dragon City.
Even so, the effect was still quite good.
Before today, Yang Chen had always followed fate. He went wherever he went and stayed as long as he wanted.
However, after meeting this group of fake monks today, he suddenly felt that he could not continue to be so casual.
On the day he came down from Nanshan Hill, he had said that he would fight if he had to!
This group of fake monks walked barefoot and used the Brick Splitting Iron Head Technique.
If he didn't want to compete with him in martial arts, he wanted to compete with him in meditation.
Why?
Just two words-popularity!
If the popularity was replaced by incense, it would be easier to understand.
This group of people's actions were equivalent to snatching his incense!
To put it more seriously, it was stealing the incense of the Dao Sect!
Since that was the case, he could not continue to be so casual. Occasionally, when it was time to show it, he had to show it.
Since he wanted to fight, he would fight openly!
With this in mind, Yang Chen did not delay any longer and walked towards the city.
The downtown square of Dragon City was the most crowded place in Dragon City. There was a lively pedestrian street nearby, a few large shopping malls, and delicious food could be seen everywhere.
Yang Chen stood outside the square and turned around. He saw the group of ascetics who had followed him.
He was not angry. He knew what these ascetics wanted to do.
As long as they followed him, they would have achieved half of their goal.
"Layman Little Yang, come." Yang Chen waved at Yang Shasha.
Yang Shasha and Wu Jiajia parked their cars at a place and followed them on their electric bikes.
Yang Shasha didn't react when Yang Chen waved at her.
Ever since she met Yang Chen on Nanshan Hill, she had never been greeted by him. At this moment, she was somewhat flattered and quickly ran up to him.
"Taoist priest, you were looking for me?"
"This poor priest will be staying in Dragon City for three days.”
"Okay, okay. Do you need me to book a room for you?”
Yang Shasha was a little surprised that the Taoist priest actually took the initiative to stop at a place.
"No need." Yang Chen shook his head and pointed at the center of the square.""This Penniless Priest will be there for the next three days.”
"There aren't even benches there, how can we rest?”
She thought that she was looking at the wrong place, but no matter how she looked at it, the direction that Chen Yang was pointing at was an empty square.
"I will be sitting here for three days to pray for the people here.”
"Three days?" Yang Shasha still wanted to confirm if she had misunderstood, but Yang Chen had already walked towards the square.
"It seems that the Taoist priest is really angry!”
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't that monk who couldn't even afford shoes say that he wanted to find a Taoist priest to compete in meditation? The Taoist priest didn't agree, but now he was going to sit in the Tao for three days, which was equivalent to proving it with practical actions.”
"The Taoist priest is too small-minded. How can he compare to these fake monks?”
"I heard the Taoist priest say that he was praying for blessings.”
"Something like that. Anyway, sitting there and silently chanting scriptures is both meditation and blessing.”
Yang Chen walked over and sat down on the lawn of the square. Big Yellow was also lying down beside him.
He took out two bottles of spiritual water, one for himself and one for Big Yellow.
After drinking it, he said,"I'll be here for the next few days. I'm not going anywhere. Don't run around, understand?"”
"Woof woof ~" Rhubarb nodded to show that it understood.
A bottle of spiritual water was enough to sustain his body for a few days.
Moreover, he was not moving or walking. He was just sitting there. Under the condition that he had almost no physical consumption, it was not a problem for him to not eat or drink for three days.
Putting his luggage aside, Yang Chen made some adjustments before closing his eyes and sitting down.
Meditation was indeed meditation. Buddhism was called meditation.
In Journey to the West, the Tiger Immortal had once competed with Tang Sanzang in meditation to see who could sit longer and persist longer.
Not far away, a group of ascetics saw this and thought that Yang Chen was going to rest. They did not think too much about it and landed not far away.
……
At the same time, under the bridge, the three brothers ended their performance for the day.
They were talking about Yang Chen as they packed up.
"I can tell that Taoist Master Xuan Yang is a true cultivator.”
"Do I need you to tell? I have eyes too, okay?”
"Second, come, help me lift this stone slab up. Third, you hold on to it from below.”The boss called out.
"Coming, coming."
Usually, two people would be able to make a marble slab.
However, after what happened today, they were afraid that something would happen again. The three of them were safer.
The eldest and second brothers were lifted left and right, while the third brother was supporting the corner.
He had just lifted his head and had yet to take a step when he suddenly heard his boss gasp."F * ck!"
"What's wrong?"
"Quick, quick, quick, put down the stone slab.”
They put down the stone slab and gathered together. Before they could ask, the boss pointed at the edge of the stone slab and said,"What the hell is this?"
The three of them looked at the edge of the stone slab. There were dents of different shapes.
When these marks were connected, they formed the shape of…a palm!
They looked again. The position of the handprint was exactly where Yang Chen had grabbed it with one hand earlier.
"It seems to be…Daoist Priest Xuan Yang's palm print.”
The three of them gulped and looked at each other.
……
……
At this moment, the video of Yang Chen knocking the bald man away and catching a 200-pound marble slab with one hand at the critical moment had already exploded on the Internet.
This video was everywhere.
The daoist name Xuan Yang had also continuously deepened the impression in the netizens 'hearts.
Suddenly, someone took a screenshot and sent a question.
"Am I the only one who saw it? Taoist Master Xuan Yang seemed to have left a palm print on the stone slab.”
The attached picture was an enlarged screenshot of the contact between Yang Chen's hand and the stone slab after he put it down.
"Did you photoshop this picture?"
"F * ck, it's actually true!"
"F * ck, it's actually a palm print!”
"F * ck you, it's burning!"
"How strong are these five fingers? To be able to leave a palm print on a rock, was he still human?”
"Without a doubt, Taoist priest can crush my balls!”
"Without a doubt, I can also crush your balls!”
The moment this Weibo post was posted, the popularity exploded and shot straight to the top of the trending searches on all major platforms.
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