Time passed slowly, the snow in front of the hall remained the same, and Li Ye's practice in the snow remained the same.

Whether it's sword practice in the morning or bodywork practice in the afternoon, I never stop.

Just like the evening drum and morning bell in Prajna Temple.

It was past noon at this time, and the sky at Prajna Temple was rarely illuminated by the sun, and the sky and the earth were clear.

Although the north wind still blows occasionally, the temperature outside the hall is still very low, and the gray figure still circles around the hall, like an elf.

The little monk Wuyou was holding a cup of hot tea and leaning on the railing under the main hall.

He took a sip of hot tea and placed the cup on the steps in front of him.

Wuyou looked at Li Ye who was running quickly and shouted: "Uncle, would you like to rest for a while and come up and have a cup of hot tea?"

Li Ye did not stop while running, and the answer was faster speed.

In an instant, a pale golden whirlpool rose up in the square, wrapped in the thick snow on the ground. It spun faster and faster, and the whirlpool got bigger and bigger, just like a tornado blowing in the square...

"This movement is so scary." Wuyou murmured while holding hot tea.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind him: "Look, your little uncle is about to break through the realm, and the sixth level of the formless body is about to reach the perfect state."

Wuyou turned around and saw that Uncle Minghui was standing behind him, his eyes silently looking at Li Ye spinning in the square.

Wuyou touched his head and asked, "Excuse me, uncle, how can I tell that my junior uncle has practiced the technique to the sixth level of perfection? Is it just because of the size of this spiral nest?"

Master Minghui shook his head gently, looked at Xiao Wuyou and said: "The sixth level of practice is bone refining. Selfless bone refining refers to the Buddha's bone Taoist heart. After a while, this faint golden light turns into pure Buddha light, that is

A sign of perfection.”

Wuyou opened his mouth in shock and couldn't close it. After a long while, he said: "My junior uncle is one year younger than me, but he has cultivated the sixth level of the formless dharma body to a perfect state. This is scary to death! Senior brothers in the temple

I’m afraid none of them can do it, right?”

Master Minghui nodded and said: "Watch carefully, not everyone can see this opportunity to break through."

Wuyou said: "I'm wondering when my junior uncle will be able to practice this technique to the ninth level."

Master Minghui shook his head and said: "The ninth level? Who knows whether Junior Mingchen can reach the sixth level because of the fate he got in Qingliang Temple. It's not enough to just have skills and hard work...it also depends on chance.

"

"What opportunity?" Wuyou turned to look at Master Minghui.

Master Minghui reached out and touched his hand and said: "The practice of the Formless Dharmakaya requires understanding of the Dharma, tempering the body's perseverance, and finding the legendary elixir. These three are indispensable."

When Wuyou heard this, he said helplessly: "It seems that this disciple will not have this opportunity."

Master Minghui looked at him and said with a smile: "You are practicing the Arhat Golden Body very well. How could you think of the technique practiced by your uncle? If you can cultivate the Arhat Golden Body to the ninth level of perfection, it will be no worse than the Formless Dharma Body."

How many."

Wuyou was silent for a moment and then said: "Thank you very much, uncle, for your guidance. Wuyou will practice seriously in the future and ask my uncle for more advice."

Master Minghui said kindly: "You are about the same age as Mingchen, so socialize with him more."

While the two were talking, an exclamation sounded from the corridor of the main hall: "Look, the snow in the square has turned golden."

Master Minghui and Wuyou looked at the square together and saw golden Buddha light emerging from the rapidly rolling spiral nest, illuminating the cocoon-like snow masses into the purest golden Buddha light in the world.

The spreading golden light gradually illuminated the snow on the ground, spinning rapidly in the square outside the hall. From a distance, it looked like a golden "swastika" was written on the snow.

Master Minghui saw this, clasped his hands together, and muttered in a low voice: "Amitabha, how wonderful, my junior brother has finally perfected this six-level technique!"

At this moment, the golden spiral that rotated to the center of the square suddenly made a loud noise, and in an instant, a burst of golden snowflakes floated on the square. Under the sunlight, it looked like gods and Buddhas appearing.

Wuyou's heart moved slightly, and without caring about his own image, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Well done, little uncle! Wuyou admires you the most!"

Several monks outside the main hall who were watching with their hands stretched out, ignored the presence of Master Minghui and shouted: "Uncle Master is so amazing!"

"Uncle Junior is our pride, Prajna Temple is proud of you!"

Master Minghui was about to turn around and leave, but after thinking about it, he turned back, looked at Li Ye in the square, and said, "Junior brother, I will come to the Buddhist hall for tea later."

After saying this, he left the hall.

...

Li Ye stood blankly in the snow, looking at Wuyou running over with a smile on his face, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

These days, he no longer cares about the gains and losses in practicing the Snow Stepping Wohen Body Technique, nor does he pay attention to how many snowflakes he has chopped off each time he swings the bamboo sword. He just practices step by step every day.

I thought that I would have to wait until the end of the year and the coming of spring at the earliest before I could practice the sixth-level exercises to perfection.

Unexpectedly, because I let go of the entanglements in my heart, the "Shadowless Dharmakaya" that had been dormant for a long time would break through in advance and reach the sixth level of perfection.

And what Senior Brother Minghui said before he left was clearly telling him that he could go to him to get the seventh-level cultivation method.

Seeing Wuyou running towards him, Li Ye couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

What makes him happy is that after practicing hard, he was able to break through the sixth level of Kung Fu in less than a year. Although this was due to his accumulation in Tianshan Mountain and the Great Buddha Temple, it was not the same as the spiritual gift given by Abbot Xuanbei of Qingliang Temple.

The medicine is inseparable.

I saw that I would be able to get the seventh-level mental method right away, but I didn’t know where to look for the elixir needed for the seventh level.

"Young uncle, you are so good, please teach me Wuyou anytime!"

Wuyou ran over and took his hand, with a sunny look on his face.

Li Ye stared at his round little face for a long time, with a strange smile on his face, and said: "Are you sure you don't want to practice the Arhat's Golden Body? Do you want to practice the Formless Dharmakaya again?"

Xiao Wuyou was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had put in a lot of effort into the Arhat's golden body, and that he was about to reach the fourth level of cultivation, and the expression on his face changed again and again.

After a while, he murmured: "I was just joking with my uncle, please don't take it seriously."

Li Ye nodded, took his hand and walked towards the back of the hall.

On the other hand, he asked: "Your senior brother has been down the mountain unintentionally for a long time. Is there any news about him recently?"

"If he doesn't write to me, how can I know the news about him? It's said that the senior brother went to the mortal world to find his true love. I even forgot about the junior brother and the little junior uncle who cared about him."

Wuyou heard Li Ye talking about Wuxin, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"The worldly world is more troublesome than cultivating Buddhism. I guess he is troubled himself. Remember to tell me when there is news about him. I have to go see Brother Minghui. Do you want to come with me to ask for a cup of tea?"

Li Ye said with a smile.

"I won't go. I'll ask my junior uncle about his experience in coaching some other time when I have time."

When Wuyou heard that Li Ye said that he wanted to see Minghui, he quickly waved and ran away, leaving Li Ye standing alone in the snow inexplicably.

Li Ye shook his head, turned around and walked towards Minghui's Buddhist hall.

...

Entering Minghui's Buddhist hall, I saw him sitting in front of the Buddhist altar, holding a pot and pouring hot tea into the cup.

Li Ye smiled when he saw Li Ye walking in, pointed to the cup on the tea tray and said, "You came just in time, neither early nor late."

Li Ye put his hands together as a gift, sat down next to the table, reached out to pick up the teacup in front of him, blew lightly, and took a sip.

He said with satisfaction and joy: "Good tea!"

"What's better, tea or people?" Minghui also reached out and picked up the tea cup.

"Everything is fine." Li Ye said with a smile.

"Is it better for you or me?"

"Of course it's senior brother!"

"Are you not good?"

"...It's okay for me too!"

"Is it the joy brought by breaking through the realm or the joy brought by my tea?"

"It's natural to be happy when you break through, but senior brother, this tea is also worthy of praise." Li Ye thought for a while and replied.

"It only took you one year to break through the sixth floor. It will take you at least two years to break through the seventh floor. It will probably take you three to four years to reach the eighth floor. At least the legendary ninth floor is perfect. I and I

Even senior fellow apprentices don’t know, it just depends on your luck.”

Minghui quietly looked at the green tea standing upright in the cup and said softly.

"If you think about it, it will really take ten years." Li Ye put down the tea cup and sighed softly.

"The tips of the hair before the rain are so good. Each root is full of the vitality of spring."

Ming Hui murmured.

Li Ye was startled and thought to himself, I was just telling you something, why did you tell it at the tea ceremony?

Then he frowned and asked, "Senior brother, when will you give me the seventh-level cultivation method?"

Minghui didn't answer him immediately, she still looked at the green tea in the cup. After a while, she picked up the cup and drank all the tea in it.

Then he raised his head and looked at Li Ye and said: "I gave you the mental method, can you practice it?"

Li Ye was stunned and blurted out: "If you have the mental method, why can't you practice it?"

Minghui put down the tea cup in her hand, looked at Li Ye's confused face seriously, and sighed softly.
To be continued...