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This monk stands with his arms outstretched horizontally, with sharp blades hanging beneath them. He carries two buckets of water weighing 88 pounds each. Now he must traverse a narrow and steep alley. He must reach the mountaintop and pour the water into the valley. The deadly rule of this practice is that his arms must remain perfectly horizontal. The moment his arms dip even slightly, the sharp blades will instantly pierce his body. At first, he failed repeatedly. Desperate to advance more quickly, he began carrying 800 buckets of water daily. After months of grueling practice, he had far surpassed all his senior brothers. Now, even while carrying two buckets, his posture remained graceful, and he had enough strength left to help others. But when his master learned of this, he severely reprimanded him. The master warned, "During your period of practice and refinement, you must not be distracted by helping others. Or you will miss the opportunity to advance your own spiritual development." The monk suddenly understood his mistake. He heated the teaching and devoted himself to arduous practice. After the master approved, he was sent to the next stage of training. This time, the training method was completely different. He had to listen with complete focus to the sound of his master tapping a wooden fish and match each beat by swinging a specially-made hammer to strike a bell. At first, the monk thought this practice had no value. But the moment he picked up the hammer, he suddenly realized it's difficulty. The hammer itself weighed only 22 pounds, but it was attached to a long, flexible bamboo pole with no point of support or leverage. The instant he gripped the pole, it felt as heavy as a 100-pound boulder pressing on his hand. Initially, he could only lift it by gripping near the hammerhead. But after just a few strikes, his wrist was completely exhausted. He looked back at his master who remained calm and composed, still tapping the wooden fish. In that moment, a fierce competitive spirit ignited in his heart. He gripped the bamboo pole tightly and persistently struck the bell. Despite his wrist being injured from overuse, he never gave up. Just a few months later, he could grip the very end of the bamboo pole and swing it freely, striking with both speed and precision. He passed the test and was appointed keeper of the scripture library. The next trial began. He had to stand motionless between two burning incense pillars, keeping his gaze fixed on the dancing flames, and his head must not move even slightly. At first, he was full of confidence. His eyes, nimbly following the flame's movement. But when his master suddenly increased the speed of the flames, he unconsciously moved his head to follow and was instantly burned by the fierce fire. His master sternly admonished him. Even if your eyes are burned with pain, your head must absolutely not waver. This time, he completely calmed his mind. No matter how swiftly the flames danced, his head remained motionless and steady as a mount. Want to know about his amazing adventures in the next stage of training? Follow my channel.