After the old monk finished speaking, he gave an order: "Bu Kong, take Zhanran to the monastery to settle down."
"Yes, Master." The thin little novice monk responded, stood up, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Zhanran, please come with me!"
He had a serious face and looked cute. Li Muchan couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, it's hard work, junior brother!"
He turned around and titheed to the old monk, then followed Bu Kong out of the main hall and walked towards the east wing.
Pushing open the door, the interior was very clean and simply decorated, with just a couch and a table. The white sheets on the couch were spotless, and a large word "quiet" was written on the wall to the south.
Bu Kong said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, this is our monastery. If you have guests, they will stay here."
"Very good, thank you very much, Junior Brother Fu Kong." Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Fu Kong, are there only three of you in Hanshan Temple?"
"Yes." Fu Kong nodded solemnly.
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile, this little novice monk has a serious look, like a young adult, and speaks very calmly. He is really young and mature.
Master Yin Ming came in slowly and said with a smile: "Zhanran, please adjust your breath for a while, and then let's start. In two months it will be time to recruit soldiers... Without Qinggong, you will have to walk for a month to the northwest.
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Li Muchan said: "Disciple does not need to adjust the breath, just start directly!"
"Yeah, that's fine." Master Yinming nodded and said with a smile: "I will teach you a mantra, and if you do it according to the law, you can clear your Dantian. When the internal power is completely dispersed, you can activate the indestructible power of the Vajra."
"Yes." Li Muchan replied, after Master Ming drove the two young novice monks away, closed the door, sat on the couch, and softly recited a mantra.
The sound was so soft that only Li Muchan could hear it.
There are about three to four hundred words. After reading it, Master Yinming said: "Zhan Ran, do you remember it?"
Li Muchan nodded, recited it softly, and asked some questions. Master Yin Ming pointed them out one by one with a smile, looking satisfied.
Master Yin Ming asked again: "Martial arts people want to dissipate internal energy. As far as I know, there is only one way, which is to damage the Dantian. There is no other way!... Before practicing, the true energy was scattered and chaotic. After practicing the mental method, a Dantian formed."
A seed has the power of suction, causing the true energy to gather unconsciously."
Li Muchan frowned and thought for a while, then nodded slowly, feeling that it made sense.
Master Yinming said: "This mental method is to transform this seed."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, does that mean that you can practice cultivation again after losing your inner strength?"
"That's right!" Master Yinming nodded and said with a smile: "However, once you have practiced military martial arts, you will never want to practice folk martial arts again, unless you lose your martial arts again."
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "Master, if I can't practice the martial arts of the Canghai Sword School, what kind of disciple would I be?"
The old monk shook his head: "Zhanran, you are a monk, but you are still so persistent. If you don't use the martial arts of the Canghai Sword Sect, you are not a member of the Canghai Sword Sect?"
"Yes, I have learned the lesson!" Li Muchan tithes.
Li Muchan said no more, closed his eyes, and began to follow the instructions. Slowly, his Dantian became numb, soft, and indescribably comfortable, like being poured by warm water.
Then, the internal force flows out gurglingly and enters the meridians. As the heart trick continues to operate, the internal force changes and begins to overflow from the meridians and spread throughout the body, from the inside to the outside, spreading to every pore.
The old monk Yin Ming stared at him closely and saw that his mustache was standing on end and his monk's robe was fluttering, so he clapped his palms and filled the sky with palm prints covering Li Muchan.
The sound of "bang bang" was endless, and he kept hitting Li Muchan's body with both palms, as fast as lightning. Only the afterimage of his palms could be seen, and the palms could not be seen clearly.
Li Muchan's eyes were slightly closed, his expression was peaceful, as if he was asleep, and the banging sound was like a massage.
After about a cup of tea, Master Shi suddenly closed his palms and the palm prints all over the sky disappeared. He took a step back and wiped the dense sweat from his bald head.
Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dimmed and no longer as bright as before.
"What happened?" the old monk asked hurriedly.
Li Muchan nodded: "It's gone!"
"Amitabha..." The old monk Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name and said: "This method is indeed feasible!... It's good! It's good!"
Li Muchan was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "It turns out that Master is not sure either."
The old monk smiled and said: "This is what I and Master Lan have been working on for hundreds of years, and no one has tried it yet."
He then said: "You should rest first. Without internal strength to protect your body, you will feel uncomfortable. Take your time."
"Yes, thank you Master." Li Muchan said.
The old monk took his wrist, carefully observed it for a long time, nodded and said: "There is no internal strength left at all, very good, very good!"
He stood up, opened the door, and left slowly.
Li Muchan immediately looked inside and saw that his Dantian was empty. Not a drop of the original lake water was left. There was only a crystal bead-like relic floating in the air, motionless.
Just now, he secretly sweated, wondering if the relic would disappear. He was worried in vain. After focusing on it, the relic was as stable as a rock.
He sighed slightly, feeling a little reluctant to give up. His inner strength was dissipated. If he wanted to recover, he could only take it step by step and start practicing from the first level of the Canghai Magic Technique.
It seemed that he would no longer be able to practice the Canghai Divine Skill in the future. He was quite unwilling to do so. He had reached the sixth level of the Canghai Divine Skill and would give up halfway if he failed to practice it to the extreme.
He vaguely touched that layer of paper. As long as he had some time, he would be able to understand it thoroughly and reach the seventh layer. Unfortunately, it was too late now and there would be no chance.
While he was multitasking, sighing with emotion, another mind unknowingly used the Tianyuan Breathing Technique, and he was suddenly stunned.
I saw traces of vitality floating into the Dantian, coming in from the pores all over the body, gathering into a ball, slowly surrounding the crystal ball, and in the blink of an eye, like hot air meeting cold iron, it condensed directly into liquid beads.
Li Muchan was startled and concentrated on this. His four hearts united and he concentrated all his energy on the Tian Yuan Breathing Technique. The speed was four times faster. The strands of vitality floated in, and when they touched the relics, they turned into lake water.
When he opened his eyes again, his inner energy had condensed into a small lake, which was like one-tenth of the previous size. The recovery speed was extremely fast. Thanks to the four heart beads, the Tianyuan Breathing Technique was even more powerful.
He was surprised that according to what Master Yin Ming said, when the seeds of internal energy are dispersed, the level drops. To practice from the beginning, it should be a mist first, and then slowly condense into lake water as the level of the mental method increases.
Now he looks like he is exhausted and his internal strength has been exhausted. Although he recovers slowly, he still maintains his original level and does not fall off. He has to start all over again.
Is it because of something wrong with Master Ming's mind or because of his own relics?
He thought for a while and intuitively judged that the root cause was the relic.
He sat down and paced back and forth, his thoughts spinning like lightning. He wondered whether the existence of the relic was a blessing or a curse. Once he practiced military martial arts, the relic would be an obstacle.
After thinking for a while, he pushed the door open and went out of the house, found Master Yinshi, and told him that although his inner strength had dissipated, his level had not dropped when he practiced the mental method again.
As for the relics, he omitted it and did not mention it. This was his intuition and he acted according to his intuition.
Master Yin Ming frowned and thought, and looked at Li Muchan's right wrist. He shook his head and was puzzled. Li Muchan performed the San Gong Jue again, and all the internal energy disappeared. Master Ming looked around and found no internal energy.
From this point of view, it can only be said that the San Gong Jue is wrong.
The two of them sat on the futon, each thinking intently, trying to find a solution.
Time passed quickly while thinking. When the two looked up, the sky was already dark and twilight was rising.
Master Yin Ming said warmly: "It's not clean and it's not empty. You go down the mountain and go to Jiangcheng to invite the governor to come and stay for a few days."
The short, fat monk ran in and said loudly: "Master, are you going now?... It's too late. He is going to have fun and have fun. I can't go in that place!"
Master Yinming smiled and said: "Go!"
"Okay!" Bu Jing responded with a crisp voice. Fu Kong nodded solemnly with a stern face. The two of them held up the skirts of their robes, crossed the threshold with difficulty, and ran down the mountain.
Master Yin Ming smiled and said: "I have an acquaintance from abroad, the governor of Jiangcheng. He is a good soldier in the army. I asked him to come and help me."
Master Yin Ming continued: "There is a test for joining the army. The masters in the army use internal strength to detect. One is to check the body to see if it is strong. The other is to check the internal strength. There is no way to hide the martial arts mentality."
Li Muchan suddenly realized it and said with a smile: "If this inspector cannot find out that I have internal strength, will the San Gong Technique be considered a success?"
"That's right." Master Yinming smiled and said, "If you can pass this test, it will be fine."
Half an hour later, it was completely dark. Li Muchan stood up and lit the cow candle. A loud laugh suddenly sounded: "Haha... Master, are you thinking of someone?"
With laughter, a tall and majestic figure appeared in the hall, the candle swayed, his eyes were like lightning, and his momentum was like substance, pressing the air, and Li Muchan couldn't help but feel his breath stagnant.
He was secretly surprised. Even though his inner strength had been dissipated, this man's aura was still astonishing.
Master Yin Ming stood up and smiled: "Donor Hu, there is a disturbance."
The burly man laughed: "Master, why are you so polite and want to kill a few more games?"
Li Muchan took a look at him. He was tall and majestic like a bear, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth. He was menacing and intimidating. He looked around like a lion.
Master Yin Ming shook his head, pointed to Li Muchan and said: "This is Lao Na's new disciple, whose name is Mingkong. Lao Na wants him to join the army and contribute to Dayan."
"He——?" The burly man turned his head and looked at him. It was like two cold flashes of electricity coming at him. Li Muchan's heart was as calm as water, and he bowed his head and said: "Mingkong has seen Benefactor Hu."
The burly man looked up and down, and suddenly put his hand on his vest. A hot breath surged in, like a fire dragon. Wherever it passed, the meridians swelled and hurt.
The billowing fire dragon turned and circled in Dantian a few times, then retreated. In the blink of an eye, it was back in his palm, advancing and retreating freely, as if it had life.
Although Li Muchan has no internal power, his inner vision is still there, and he can clearly see every move of his internal power, and he is amazed. His internal power can easily cause discomfort, but it is really amazing that he is so free, and his internal power is also extremely domineering.