Martial Arts in the Cultivation World: Lost in the Peach Blossom Depths!

After transmigrating, I discovered that the Tao Te Ching, the Huangdi Neijing, the I Ching, and the like were all inheritances from sages, words of the Great Dao.

The martial arts from Mr. Jin's novels, such as the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, the Wave-Treading Steps, and the Yijin Jing, were all inheritances left behind by ancient mighty beings, simplified and altered over the Age of Declining Dharma.

The fireworks I brought from Earth when I transmigrated turned out to be the cultivation world's “Spirit-Sealing Tribulation Lightning.” The liquid butane in a lighter was actually “Dharma-Destroying Qi,” and even polarized sunglasses were “Eyes of Truth” that could see through all kinds of restrictions.

I casually sang Sister Fei's “Heart Sutra” for one of my underlings, and a Buddhist degenerate became a Buddha in a single thought.

I understood long ago that form is emptiness, but alas, emptiness is form!