The method of practicing the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra is extremely strange. It is different from the practice of Buddhism in the Central Plains. The first key is to obtain the seeds. Without the seeds, there is no way to achieve success.
Practice is like a flower that bears fruit. Without seeds, everything is empty and it is impossible to achieve anything.
The first way to obtain the seeds is to receive the initiation, obtain the pulse connection, and have the seeds implanted by the master. This is the fastest way to achieve success. After obtaining the seeds, practice according to the law, you will naturally work hard and achieve great perfection.
If you are unable to obtain the initiation, there is also a convenient method, which is to cultivate the seeds on your own.
It is simply impossible to get the initiation on my own. According to Master, the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra has been lost long ago, and there is no inheritance even west of the Snow Mountain.
In this way, only the method of convenience will form its own seeds.
This convenient method is extremely difficult. If you have this skill, you might as well practice something else.
But the master was hard at work, and he insisted on practicing it himself. He couldn't live up to his master's hard work, so he could only try it reluctantly.
Moreover, he was somewhat eager to try, wanting to see if this Great Ming King Sutra could be completed.
He mastered the indestructible power of Vajra, which gave him great confidence.
He performed mudra, recited the mantra secretly, and then entered a state of meditation. Suddenly he woke up and found that a night had passed, nothing unusual, just like his usual meditation.
He was not in a hurry, just giving it a try. There is a prerequisite for the practice of mudra and mantra, which is to have seeds. Mudra and mantra are like water and fertilizer. Without seeds, no matter how much water you pour or how much fertilizer you apply, it will be useless.
The most critical step is to condense the seeds.
The first step is to have great compassion, then turn your compassion into anger, and use your raging anger to condense into a bright king.
Through visualization, you should turn this bright king into reality, standing opposite you, observing each other.
The second step is to let King Ming rise to the sky above himself, stand in the void, magnify the light, drop nectar, and constantly purify himself.
The third step is to condense King Ming into a point, descend from the gate of heaven, fall into the heart, and become one with oneself. The light shines brightly. I am King Ming, and King Ming is me. There is no distinction between them.
After these three steps, the seeds are solidified.
Afterwards, if you practice in seclusion again, you will be able to achieve the Ming Dynasty.
He agreed to practice because he had a strong spirit, a good understanding of visualization, and became a king of enlightenment. He was real and true. It was difficult for ordinary people to reach the sky, but he could easily do it.
However, for him, it is most difficult to develop great compassion. If the anger is not transformed by compassion, the person he cultivates will not be the King of Ming, but the King of Demons.
This difference in thought makes the difference between heaven and earth. If you are not careful, you will never be reincarnated. This is the most dangerous thing.
With great compassion, Li Muchan shook his head. He was reincarnated and looked down at the transcendental beings. All he could see was that the world was unkind, all living things were stupid dogs, and human nature was inherently evil. He only had compassion, but no kindness.
If you want to develop compassion, you have to change the concepts of two lifetimes, which is really difficult.
He was not in a hurry. After washing, he went out and knocked on the door of the neighboring courtyard to the east.
"Who is it?!" An impatient voice sounded from inside, and the door was opened with a gasp, revealing Li Zongheng's big face, his brows furrowed.
"It's you again?!" Li Zongheng's face suddenly sank and he hummed, "What are you doing here?"
Li Muchan said with a smile: "Boss Li, have you had breakfast?"
"No, what's wrong?!" Li Zongheng looked on guard and asked politely.
As soon as he heard the name Boss Li, he felt uneasy all over. Li Muchan cleared one level a day and disappeared after passing two levels in a row. It was as if he had grown wings, and no one in the outer disciples knew about it.
He also understood that it was Li Muchan who let him go in the first place, otherwise, he should have called him boss.
However, he doesn't appreciate it at all. What kind of person is Li Zongheng, how can he be given up by others? He is slapping himself in the face, it is really hateful, hateful!
Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's right, I haven't eaten either, why don't we go together?"
"Humph, you have to go alone. I don't have time to accompany you!" Li Zongheng waved his hand impatiently and turned to walk inside.
Li Muchan said with a smile: "I am a new disciple. As a senior brother, shouldn't I give you more advice? Boss Li should have this kind of demeanor, right?"
"Shit demeanor, I can do whatever I want, no matter what bullshit demeanor!" Li Zongheng squinted at him with disapproval on his face.
Li Muchan still smiled and said: "Then I treat senior brother to a meal, senior brother, you don't have to be polite!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and before Li Zongheng could dodge, he had already grabbed his shoulder and pulled him out.
Li Zongheng felt a huge force coming in. He was like a small boat in the huge waves. He had no resistance and stumbled out of the yard.
"You...you...what are you going to do?!" Li Zongheng stammered.
Li Muchan said with a smile: "Please treat Senior Brother Li to dinner. Senior Brother Li, please give me some face. Don't refuse, please——!"
After that, he put his shoulder on his shoulder and walked forward.
Li Zong couldn't help himself, staggering, his face flushed, twisting hard, trying to break free from his pressure and get out.
But Li Muchan's strength was too great, he was like an ant shaking a tree.
Li Muchan suddenly let go and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Li, please—!"
Although Li Zongheng was overbearing and rough-tempered, he was not a fool. Looking at his smiling face, he secretly cursed the smiling tiger and snorted: "Okay, I'll give him a favor and give him a meal!"
"I can't thank you enough." Li Muchan smiled.
"Hmph!" Li Zongheng turned his head and snorted heavily, but kept his feet down to avoid humiliating himself.
At that moment, he knew that if he fell out, he wouldn't be able to beat someone, and his small arms wouldn't be able to twist his thighs. Those who know the current affairs are heroes.
The two walked along the green brick path out of the first heaven, then walked up to the fifth heaven, then suddenly turned around and walked towards the west.
This is the North Courtyard, the women's residence, and the Canghai Sword Sect's dining hall is located here.
As the two walked west, people came and went, including men in green shirts and women in black shirts, in groups of twos and threes, which made Li Muchan think about the university cafeteria in future generations.
The two of them entered a magnificent hall, and their eyes suddenly opened up.
The main hall has a round dome, decorated with flower and fish patterns, and the surrounding walls are like white jade, majestic and gorgeous.
The main hall can accommodate thousands of people. As soon as I stepped in, I suddenly felt that I was a little shorter and incomparably small. The floor was covered with a dark purple carpet, and there was no sound when I landed.
When they entered, there were nearly a hundred people eating at the long table, and there was a constant buzz, like a swarm of bees dancing.
In the canteen of the Canghai Sword Sect, you can eat as much as you like without spending any money, but there are two rules that you must abide by, no more than four dishes at a time, you cannot order more, you must eat them all, and there must be no leftovers.
Li Muchan secretly sighed, later generations would call it a restaurant, but this place should be called a dining hall. It's really grand.
It was like a buffet in later generations, with large plates of food on one side. Canghai disciples only had to hold the trays, pick up the food themselves, and eat whatever they wanted, as long as they followed two rules.
The two of them took the dishes from the trays, and then sat down at a long empty table. Li Muchan glanced around, seeing men and women gathered together, and when he saw his glance coming towards them, he hurriedly turned away.
Some were brave enough to smile and nod at him, and Li Muchan also nodded and smiled.
Most of the disciples around were men and women sitting together, not in pairs, but in groups, with several men and several women sitting together, talking to each other, chatting and laughing.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Li, marriages are not allowed in our sect, right?"
"Yeah." Li Zongheng held an elbow in his hand and was eating happily, his mouth full of oil.
Li Muchan picked up a small silverbait, tasted it carefully, and said, "Can a male disciple and a disciple get married?"
"Of course, as long as we meet each other's eyes, no one will care." Li Zongheng glared at him impatiently, then buried his head in chewing fiercely.
In his mind, he regarded this elbow as Li Muchan, and he ate it very much.
Li Muchan nodded, said no more, lowered his head to eat, looked at the eyes of everyone around him, and realized that he was indeed a celebrity now.
Suddenly someone spoke from behind: "Zhanran...Junior brother Zhanran?"
Li Muchan turned around to look, stood up and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Song, come and sit down!"
Song Wenbin held the plate with a silly smile on his face. He glanced at Li Zongheng and hesitated for a moment.
Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior Brother Li?"
"Just sit down and see what I do?!" Li Zongheng said angrily with a tigerish face.
Li Muchan turned around and smiled: "Senior Brother Song, come on, sit here with me. I didn't expect you to eat at this time. I thought you had already eaten?"
Song Wenbin carefully sat down next to Li Muchan without seeing Li Zongheng, and said with a smile: "I just finished practicing and went to find you, Junior Brother Zhanran, but you are not here."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Brother Li and I have just arrived."
The two of them were talking and eating. Li Zongheng just buried his head in chewing without saying a word.
Soon, the three of them finished eating and left the dining hall together, walking down to the chore department. Li Zongheng was carrying water, while Li Muchan and Song Wenbin went to the vegetable garden.
It is midsummer now. Although it is located on a high mountain, the sunshine is particularly strong. It needs to be watered every two days. Li Muchan then carries water and watering vegetables. Song Wenbin gives detailed instructions.
In the following days, he became very regular. In the morning, he waited for Song Wenbin to come, then knocked on Li Zongheng's horse, and the three of them went to the dining hall together. After returning, everyone was busy with their own affairs.
Li Zongheng made rapid progress, and within a month, he had already entered the second level.
And the little contest at the end of the month has also arrived.
Li Muchan also wants to participate in a small competition to win points and enter the inner gate as soon as possible.
For him, by entering the inner gate, the Nirvana Locking Element Technique can be released. In addition to the Great Ming Dynasty King Sutra, he can also practice Uncle Zhumei's Canghai Magic Technique.
Mei Ruolan practices the introductory mental method of Canghai Jue, which is extremely powerful. The wonder of this skill can be seen in general.
If he could practice the Canghai Magic Skill, his internal strength advantage could be further expanded, and he would be able to reduce ten of them with one force, so he hoped to practice it as soon as possible.
As for practicing the Great Ming King Sutra, he is stagnant, unable to show great compassion, and dare not use his anger to condense the King of Ming, lest he fall into the devil's path.