"Well, let's go." The purple-robed woman nodded lightly, her voice as clear as a cold spring.

Gong Qingyun's figure was like a white cloud, and he passed by Li Muchan. His clear eyes turned to his face, he snorted coldly, and disappeared quickly.

The faint fragrance still lingered, and Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The girl in purple clothes turned around, a blurred gaze fell on him, and she said lightly: "Are you Master Zhanran?"

"Little monk Zhanran." Li Muchan tithes.

He smiled in his heart and did not feel disappointed. This eldest lady was extremely beautiful. Among all the women he had ever seen, only the second sister could compare with her.

She has an oval face, a sharp chin, a small cherry mouth, a straight nose, eyebrows that are curved into the temples, and a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, like mist and smoke, blurry and changing, as if they want to suck people's hearts in.

"I am Mei Ruolan." The girl in purple robe titheed, pointed at the small pavilion on the rockery, and said calmly: "Master Zhanran, let's go over and sit down and talk."

Li Muchan nodded lightly, and the three of them climbed up the rockery and entered the small pavilion.

He didn't expect that this eldest lady would be so polite to him, a little more polite than Madoka. He felt strange in his heart and kept his expression calm as he slowly looked around.

Looking closely, the color of the pavilion has faded, and traces of the passage of time remain everywhere, revealing a sense of vicissitudes.

Standing here, you can overlook the entire Mei Mansion. The bright lake in the distance is like a mirror, and the willow branches are like the rim of the mirror.

In the center of the pavilion is a stone table, which has been polished to a polished finish.

Mei Ruolan sat down elegantly, took the tea cup from Xiaoyuan, and asked lightly: "Master Zhanran is the younger brother of Deacon Li and the abbot of Chengjing Temple. Why does he want to enter the mansion?"

Li Muchan sat across from him, took the tea cup, smiled at Xiao Yuan, turned around and said, "I heard that Mei Mansion has the magical power of indestructibility, which is a unique Buddhist teaching."

Mei Ruolan took a sip of the fragrant tea, put down the tea cup gracefully, and said calmly: "Commander Jin asked me for this spiritual method, but I don't agree with it."

Li Muchan put down the tea cup and looked at her with a smile.

Mei Ruolan said: "Although this mental method is powerful, it is difficult to practice. Since the former monk Huiguo created this method, no one has mastered it."

"I want to give it a try." Li Muchan said.

Mei Ruolan's blurred eyes turned away from his face and said: "Over the years, the Mei Mansion has been full of amazingly talented people, whose qualifications are not inferior to yours. They have also tried to practice this skill, but none of them have succeeded."

Without waiting for Li Muchan to say anything, she continued: "However, since you have such talent, there is no harm in giving it a try."

"Thank you, Miss." Li Muchan tithes.

Mei Ruolan shook her head gently: "No need to thank me, Master Zhanran is a Buddhist, and the indestructible magic skill of Vajra is a Buddhist sect. Maybe there will be a turn for the better... If this unique skill can be revived, it will be beneficial to Mei Mansion."

Harmful."

She took out a plain white post from her arms and put it on the table: "This is an invitation from the Snow Seal Goddess, inviting Master Zhanran to attend the Yingyue Dharma Ceremony on the eighth day of April."

Li Muchan frowned, not expecting the Snow Seal Goddess to send the invitation here.

He shook his head and said, "Miss, I won't go."

"Oh——?" Mei Ruolan was startled, breaking the lightness of the clouds, and looked at him carefully, her bright eyes twinkling, becoming more and more confusing, like an illusion or a dream.

After a while, she returned to normal and said calmly: "The Yingyue Dharma Assembly is a major event in Buddhism and has far-reaching influence. All those invited are eminent monks and great virtues. Master Zhanran, you are so young that you can be invited. It is really incredible."

Go to glory!"

Li Muchan smiled slightly and said nothing.

He naturally understands the importance of the Yingyue Dharma Assembly. Once he participates, he will become famous all over the world.

But he doesn't value these things now. He just wants to practice martial arts well, be able to protect himself, and live at ease in the world.

He often discusses the Dharma with the Snow Immortal Nun, and they have been arguing with Li Yurong for more than ten years, and they are inseparable.

He majored in philosophy at university in his previous life. During his schooling, he devoted himself to the study of philosophy and came into contact with various philosophical schools, which broadened his horizons.

In his eyes, Buddhism itself is also a philosophy. In this era, in terms of the breadth of vision, even the great Buddhists can hardly compare with him.

In the eyes of the Snow Seal God Nun, he has a transcendent state of mind, profound Zen skills, and awe-inspiring wisdom. He can truly be called an eminent monk.

Seeing his indifferent smile, Mei Ruolan frowned and nodded slowly: "That's fine, you don't want to go, and I won't force you."

"Thank you, Miss." Li Muchan tithes.
Chapter completed!