Xiaoyan nodded helplessly and turned to look at Li Muchan. When she saw Li Muchan winking, she excused herself to go out to prepare and came to Li Muchan's side hall.
Li Muchan also said goodbye to Leng Chaoyun, and when he returned to the side hall, Xiaoyan was already waiting.
"Sir, Miss, she..." Xiaoyan looked anxious.
She knew that the young lady had broken her temper, and no one could persuade her to do anything, but the four great aristocratic families were giants, even more powerful than Fuyun Palace.
The world dares to offend the majesty of Fuyun Palace, but they dare not touch the four aristocratic families, because the four aristocratic families are not only people in the martial arts world, but also powerful people in the secular world. They do not follow the rules and use all kinds of methods. Once they really get along with Zhu
When the Zhu family fights, Fuyun Palace will only be the unlucky one. Even if the Zhu family's vitality is severely damaged, Fuyun Palace cannot defeat them.
She was anxious, and seeing that Li Muchan was very kind to Leng Chaoyun, she thought that Li Muchan was attracted to Leng Chaoyun, and she was relying on him. After all, he was a great master, one of the best in the world.
Li Muchan sighed: "There is nothing we can do now."
Xiao Yan said: "Sir, if the young lady gets into a fight with the Zhu family..."
Li Muchan nodded and said: "When your young lady leaves, there will definitely be a fight. The Zhu family has always been overbearing and will never take Fuyun Palace seriously."
"Then what should we do?" Xiaoyan stamped her feet and said anxiously: "Master, please help me come up with an idea!"
Li Muchan said: "Now we can only prepare ourselves for a tough battle."
"Are we really going to start a fight?" Xiaoyan said helplessly.
Li Muchan nodded: "Unless Palace Master Leng becomes the Grand Master, the Zhu family will be afraid."
"Grand master..." Xiaoyan shook her head helplessly and sighed: "If we had a grand master, we would be proud and proud, and the Zhu family would not dare to mess with us!"
Li Muchan nodded: "This is the right reason."
"Sir, it's useless for you to say these things. Say something useful." Xiao Yan said angrily.
Li Muchan said: "For the sake of this, you can only endure it for a while... I don't think your palace master will be willing, and you can't swallow this breath."
"Alas..." Xiaoyan sighed: "Master, will you help us?"
Li Muchan nodded: "I want to help, but your palace master is unwilling..."
"Palace Master, you are being stubborn." Xiao Yan said hurriedly.
Li Muchan said: "I can't help much. Take these four jade pendants, one for each of you. If you are in danger, crush them and I will be there immediately."
As he spoke, he took four jade pendants from his arms and handed them to Xiaoyan, saying: "You also know the temper of your palace master, don't talk too much to persuade me, it will be counterproductive!"
Xiaoyan took the jade pendant, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slowly: "Okay, I will keep my mouth shut."
"If you really can't help but want to say something, you have to find other ways to talk about the consequences of Fuyun Palace offending the Zhu family. If you complain more bitterly, she might be able to listen," Li Muchan said.
Xiaoyan thought about it and nodded: "Okay, I'll remember it."
Li Muchan sent Xiao Yan away and then left Fuyun Palace. He was very sure of the outcome of Leng Chaoyun and his party, there was no victory but defeat.
He originally didn't want to get involved with the four major aristocratic families anymore and wanted to avoid Dugu Jinghua, but now it seems that he can't. It seems that he and the Zhu family have a lot of fate.
He returned to Miaolian Temple in a flash and gave everyone a massage to enhance their trust. His body gradually solidified. He regained his strength and was able to fight against the great master again.
And he vaguely felt that there was no way to break through the suppression of the holy weapon, as long as it was stronger, and the power of the holy weapon came from faith.
These sacred vessels were condensed by great Buddhist masters using relics, or using other magical vessels. In the final analysis, they are the use of faith.
However, this method of making holy weapons is extremely sophisticated. Although the power of holy weapons comes from faith, it is different. Unlike your own power, it will change with the changes of believers.
The power of the holy weapon is condensed and fixed and will not be damaged. Li Muchan thought about it, and there are two ways to relieve the suppression of the holy weapon. One is to destroy the holy tool, and make it lose its power by damaging the trust of the holy tool.
Source, another way is to counter-transcend the Holy Artifact.
The source of power of the holy weapon is faith. If your faith can exceed that of the holy weapon, you will naturally be able to overtake the holy weapon and break through the suppression.
Although his body is now condensed into a moon wheel, bright and flawless, his nature is harmonious, and his mind is clear, his faith is not strong, and he is just a believer in Yuanxin Temple and Miaolian Temple.
Because the time is too short, their faith is also limited, and they are far from being able to suppress the holy weapon. It takes time to accumulate. The faith of these believers will become deeper and deeper and purer as time accumulates. Furthermore, he also needs to slow down.
Slowly expand its influence and develop more and more believers.
However, the development of believers needs to be done step by step, and there is no need to rush. Once he is eager for quick success, it will unknowingly show up in his demeanor, which will damage his credibility. Although he wants to expand his influence, he dare not go too fast.
Eminent monks and great virtues need to be free from desires and desires. Once you have a sense of urgency, it is easy to be discovered. If your credibility is greatly damaged, the gain will outweigh the loss, and no matter how hard you try, it will be useless.
People's hearts are fickle and fickle, and sometimes a little mistake may cause them to change. The formation and disappearance of faith is just a matter of a thought, and it needs to be cultivated slowly and accumulated bit by bit.
It is difficult for outsiders to realize the subtle changes in this. It is easy for outsiders to think that as long as they use their magical powers, some people will naturally believe it. However, this kind of belief is only the most superficial belief. The power of belief is weak and can almost be ignored. No matter how many believers there are,
It's no use either.
The best source of faith is those who believe deeply. One of them is worth the superficial faith of a thousand people and ten thousand people, so he is not in a hurry to use his magical powers in front of others to expand his followers.
As he is doing now, he opens a forum every few days to clear away everyone's worries and guide everyone's practice. As the practice progresses, they will become more convinced, go deeper bit by bit, and eventually become pure faith. What he has gained
The credibility is truly impressive.
Miaolian Temple has now become a holy place for cultivation. When Li Muchan was away, he would put the relics he obtained into the pagoda to form a dojo where everyone could bathe in the light of the Buddha.
He gave some guidance on everyone's practice. Today, more than fifty people came to Miaolian Temple and filled the main hall of the temple. If there were more people, they would have to sit in the courtyard.
Monk Chengjing told Li Muchan that he wanted to expand Miaolian Temple and make it larger to accommodate more people, but Li Muchan shook his head in denial.
"Host, we didn't expect that there would be so many people living there. Now we can only seat about fifty people, but I think if this continues, there will be more and more people." Cheng Jing and Shang Heshi said respectfully.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Forget it, there is no need to make any big moves."
"If there isn't enough space, people won't come." Monk Chengjing said.
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "That's because you are not sincere. If you are not sincere, it is useless. If you are sincere, you can persist even if you have no place."
"Having said that, Master, the weather is so cold now and it's really uncomfortable for everyone to stay outside. How many of you can persist in suffering to listen to the Dharma?" Monk Chengjing sighed.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Forget it, there are so many people just right."
There is another meaning he didn't explain clearly. It is said that rare things are valuable, and the place is spacious, but people don't know the rarity. They can come and go when they want. There is not enough space, but people are rare, and they have to rush to come every time.
Precisely because there is not enough space, everyone feels the threat more, pays more attention to it, and believes what they say more. This is an invisible influence in the subconscious, which helps to enhance their credibility.
Li Muchan was convinced that it was not the right time yet, when everyone was full of resentment, and then expansion would be in line with the trend of the people and the right time, place and people.
Monk Chengjing didn't know this, but was eager to expand. He was ahead of others, but he didn't want to please. That's just human nature.
"President..." Monk Chengjing wanted to persuade him again, but Li Muchan waved his hand and said: "Chengjing, just stop here, your practice is not perfect."
Monk Chengjing said sheepishly: "Master, my body is weak and I won't be able to stand the meditation for a long time."
Li Muchan shook his head: "That's because you can't meditate...well, you have too many distracting thoughts and are too concerned about the world. You can't go on like this."
Monk Chengjing said helplessly: "I don't want to think about it, but I can't stop."
Li Muchan said: "The two methods of tranquility and insight, the dual cultivation of concentration and wisdom. You can't stop because you didn't know the method at the beginning and went astray. Forget it, you should change to another method."
"This..." Monk Chengjing hesitated and said: "Master, I have been practicing for more than seventy years. If I change it again..."
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "I have practiced for more than seventy years without any achievements. It shows that this method is not suitable for you. The master did not let you change it at the beginning..."
Monk Chengjing said: "My master only knows this method..."
Li Muchan nodded suddenly: "No wonder..., well, you can't count your breaths anymore. Instead, keep your nose empty. This is a nectar method. It should be suitable for your practice. You will be able to advance soon. Your foundation is in
here."
"...Yes." Monk Chengjing slowly saluted.
Li Muchan was talking to Monk Cheng Jing, his face changed slightly, he frowned and waved his hand: "Cheng Jing, you practice like this first, don't be lazy, your body is almost reaching its limit now, if you don't advance, you will soon become weak.
Hurry up and seize all the time to practice and strive for a chance of survival."
Monk Chengjing's face changed slightly and he nodded slowly: "Yes, host."
Li Muchan's words were more effective than anything else. Although Monk Chengjing was a monk, he could not be defeated. He was most afraid of death. As soon as he heard these words, he immediately became very motivated and gave up on everything.
Li Muchan nodded. Monk Chengjing was too persistent. This was not a big mistake. However, if he was too persistent, his thoughts would be mixed and his practice would be delayed. Rather than being so persistent, it would be better to stick to one discipline, which would help to advance his practice.
However, this also has consequences. This attachment will become deeper and deeper, and it will become stronger and stronger. In the end, it will be almost difficult to move, and that will become the biggest obstacle.
But there is a prerequisite, that is, if he can get to the next few steps, this persistence will act as a hindrance and become an "obstacle". With his current cultivation level, he will not be able to get to the next step at all, and he will die soon.
Moreover, Li Muchan also has a way to break his attachments, but now the time is running out. Once he breaks his attachments, he loses his motivation. Just like cooking requires fire, it is difficult to cook well without fire, but the fire will become an obstacle later and the rice will be burnt.
, need to put out the fire immediately.
It is difficult for ordinary masters to light a fire. A more skillful master can light a fire but cannot extinguish it. In other words, he cannot extinguish the fire immediately. Some of them are extinguished early and some are extinguished late. They cannot put out the fire just when the rice is cooked.
Then put out the fire.
Someone like Li Muchan who is proficient in making and extinguishing fire is called a master.
Li Muchan said: "Okay, I have something to do, please practice harder."
"Yes, host, don't worry, I will work hard." Monk Chengjing nodded vigorously, with a solemn expression. Li Muchan really scared him, and he will not slack off if he doesn't change.
Li Muchan nodded, disappeared suddenly, and then appeared at the top of Fuyun Peak. At this time, Fuyun Peak was really lively. Xiaoyan and the four girls formed a sword formation, and the swords were flashing, trying their best to resist the two old men.
And Leng Chaoyun was entangled with an old man in black.
When Li Muchan suddenly appeared, Xiaoyan noticed it and hurriedly shouted: "Young Master!"
Li Muchan frowned, shook his head and said, "What's going on?"
The two old men in black pressed down on Xiaoyan and the four girls, almost making them breathless, but they did not rush to kill them, as if they were playing cat and mouse.
Another old man in black clothes was equally matched with Leng Chaoyun, and it seemed that they were indistinguishable for a moment. However, there were two old men in black clothes standing aside. When they saw Li Muchan appear, their eyes sparkled and they looked at them coldly.
"Sir, they came up for some reason and attacked us!" Xiaoyan tried her best to answer, but while she was distracted by talking, there was a "bang", she was slapped on the lower abdomen, and she flew backwards with blood spurting out.
Li Muchan disappeared in a flash, caught her in the air, and pushed her out with a palm. An old man in black was chasing her and slapped her, hoping to take the opportunity to kill Xiaoyan.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Li Muchan fluttered to the ground. He pressed Xiaoyan's back with one hand and used his inner strength to stabilize her injury.
Although the internal organs were displaced and the injuries were extremely serious, fortunately they were not destroyed because Xiaoyan had armor on her body that offset most of her internal force. Otherwise, it would be difficult to survive this palm attack.
The old man in black flew straight out and towards the cliff. He was about to fly out of the cliff and fall directly to the bottom of the mountain. The two old men in black standing aside jumped out of the way. One went to pick up his companion, and the other joined him.
He opened his position and then attacked the other three women.
The old man who picked up his companion "Wow" spit out a bloody arrow and flew out. The two of them flew off the cliff and were no longer seen.
Li Muchan shook his head, how could his palm power be so easy to catch? The injuries of these two people were generally serious, and it was difficult to use their internal strength. If they fell like this, they would shed a layer of skin even if they died, so there was no need to do anything again.
He lowered his head and looked at Xiaoyan. Although her injuries were serious and her life was safe, she would have to lie on the bed to recuperate for a while.
The cultivation of these old men is very deep, it seems that they are not ordinary sects, especially the old man who is entangled with Leng Chaoyun. He is as thin as an ape, his body skills are nimble, and his moves are weird. Leng Chaoyun has no time to draw his sword, and he is constantly being attacked.
Suppressing, struggling to support.
If Li Muchan hadn't appeared, Xiaoyan would have been unable to survive the accident, and it would have been difficult for her to find a solution.
"Sir, you are finally here!" Xiao Yan lay in Li Muchan's arms and said with a smile: "We are saved. There is another guy in the hall who has not come out."
Li Muchan looked at her pale face, smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, no one can escape."
"Well, with the young master here, they can't escape!" Xiaoyan said with a relaxed smile.
Li Muchan said: "You should take good care of your injuries and leave the rest to me."
"Don't let the lady get hurt." Xiaoyan said softly.
Li Muchan smiled: "She is not clear-headed right now. It's better that she was injured."
When Xiaoyan was excited, Li Muchan hurriedly said: "That's all, I know. You should take good care of your injuries. I won't let her get hurt."
Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Miss is practicing a magical skill. If you get injured, all your previous achievements will be ruined. Don't let Miss get hurt!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and looked around with his Void Eyes. From the outside, he seemed to be chatting leisurely with Xiaoyan, slowly and anxiously.
Xiaoyan hurriedly shook her head: "I can't say that."
Li Muchan smiled: "Okay, I won't ask further questions. Just take a break and I'll take action."
"Be careful of the guys in the main hall, they seem to be more powerful." Xiaoyan tried her best to take a look at the main hall and hummed: "They are hiding in there and can't come out, they must be causing some mischief!"
Li Muchan nodded: "I understand, don't worry!"
He found it funny to see Xiaoyan nagging her endlessly, as if she was explaining the funeral affairs. This little girl really had a lot to worry about.
He put down Xiaoyan, and an internal force circulated in her body, running along her mind, helping her heal, which was several times more effective than her own healing.
Xiaoyan felt that her body was warm, as if she were soaking in hot water, and she felt indescribably comfortable. If the situation hadn't been critical, she would have fallen asleep directly.
Li Muchan dodged and came behind the two old men in black who were attacking the other three women. He patted them lightly, and with a muffled "bang", the two old men in black flew backwards.
Li Muchan dodged to the opposite side of Leng Chaoyun again and waved his sleeves at the old man in black. The old man in black moved swiftly and dodged away.
He saw that Li Muchan's palm force was unparalleled, so he didn't dare to fight head-on. He wanted to rely on his body skills to deal with it, but he didn't expect that as soon as he dodged, he found an invisible force binding him.
"Bang!" Li Muchan reached out his sleeve with his left palm and pressed it, and the old man in black flew out, spraying blood arrows in the air and sliding out of the cliff before disappearing.
"Still want to leave! Hey!" Li Muchan snorted softly, and an old man in gray clothes flew out of the hall, his figure was like a ghost, fluttering towards the back.
Li Muchan's last word "Hey" contained invisible power. The old man in gray clothes paused when he heard this. Li Muchan stretched out his hand and flew over immediately, standing in front of Li Muchan. His figure was motionless, like a statue, with a square face.
He has a dignified appearance, about sixty years old, with dignity between his brows.
When he saw Li Muchan's face, his expression changed drastically.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "It seems we are old acquaintances. Are you from the Zhu family?"
Li Muchan has a photographic memory. He can remember even minor characters at a glance, not necessarily big characters who need to be specially remembered.
"We are not wronged!" The square-faced old man looked pale and smiled bitterly.