After talking for a while, he gradually lost energy. His eyelids opened and closed, barely opened, and then closed again quickly. The upper and lower eyelids seemed to have strong magnetism.
"Forget it Zhanran, you can take a rest for a while." Master Zhuzhao waved his hand, pushed him down on the couch, covered him with quilt, and sighed: "It will be like this for the next three or two months."
Li Muchan smiled and closed his eyes.
I used the Daming King Sutra in the past, and except for the first time when I was weak for more than two months, I could recover with the Guantianrenshenzhao Sutra the rest of the time.
Guantianren Shenzhao Sutra is extremely magical and is especially good at restoring the spirit. However, Master Zhuzhao and Wen Yinyue were both there at this time, so he was too lazy to use it. Their martial arts were enough to protect themselves.
He would like to feel what the sequelae of the Ming Dynasty Wang Jing are like and what are the causes, so as to overcome these sequelae.
If you can completely overcome it, you will be able to use the Daming King Sutra infinitely in the future, and the benefits will be endless.
Watching him fall into a deep sleep, Master Zhuzhao sighed: "He will be very hard-working. This kind of tiredness is in his bones. He will feel bored and boring."
"Master, is it so serious?" Wen Yinyue frowned slightly.
Master Zhuzhao sighed: "You have to pay for what you gain. There will never be pie in the sky. The Great Ming King Sutra is powerful and the cost is huge. Fortunately, Zhan Ran allowed his talent to be used to eliminate the influence of the Great Ming King Sutra.
He will not be assimilated into the cold King Ming."
Wen Yinyue nodded: "I also discovered that after my junior brother used the Daming King Sutra, he would become cold and ice-cold, and it would take him a while to recover."
"Yes, so we don't let him use it too much." Master Zhuzhao nodded and said, "If he uses it too much, he will completely change into a completely different person. He will become numb, cold, and have no emotions or desires."
Wen Yinyue said: "Junior brother is much better now."
"Well, he is now able to suppress the Ming Dynasty's spiritual thoughts. It must be due to the Buddhist meditation skills. He has finally passed the first level." Master Zhu Zhao said.
Wen Yinyue frowned: "Master, what will happen to the Ming Dynasty King's Scripture?"
Master Zhuzhao sighed, shook his head and said: "In addition to affecting the spirit, it also consumes life span. It is not only the energy that is overdrawn, but also the vitality."
"...Does junior brother know?" Wen Yinyue asked.
Master Zhuzhao nodded: "How could he not know?"
"He clearly knows, why is he still using it randomly!" Wen Yinyue bit her lower lip, looking annoyed.
Master Zhuzhao sighed: "He may have seen through life and death and doesn't care much."
Wen Yinyue frowned and looked at Master Zhuzhao: "Master, give your junior brother an order and strictly instruct him not to use the Great Ming King Sutra anymore!"
Master Zhuzhao pondered for a moment: "Hmm... that's fine, I will tell him when he wakes up! This time he used it too hard, at least five years of his life will be shortened!"
Wen Yinyue frowned and bit her lip, with an angry look on her face.
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Li Muchan was drowsy, then slowly woke up and felt the carriage moving.
"Are you awake?" Master Zhu Zhao said softly.
Li Muchan smiled: "Master, how long have I been sleeping?"
"It's been a day." Master Zhuzhao said, touching his face: "Do you feel okay?"
Li Muchan laughed and said: "The dragon is strong and the tiger is fierce!"
Master Zhuzhao patted him on the shoulder: "Glib talk!... Get up, wash your face, go for a walk, eat something and then go to sleep."
Li Muchan agreed, and Master Zhuzhao helped him stand up slowly.
Although she is a weak woman, she has internal strength. Let alone lifting him up, even throwing him out is a piece of cake. But she is not like that, and instead slowly lifts him up.
Master Zhuzhao knew very well that even a man would not feel comfortable being aroused by a woman, even if he was Zhanran's master.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master, your injury is okay, right?"
"It doesn't matter." Master Zhuzhao said casually, looking him up and down: "Zhanran, I want to give you an order, will you listen?"
"Yes, Master has an order, how dare I disobey it!" Li Muchan said with a smile.
"Well, that's good," Master Zhuzhao nodded and said with a smile: "From now on, you can no longer use the Ming Dynasty King Sutra!"
Li Muchan was startled, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master, although the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra has future troubles, it can save lives at critical times and should be discarded..."
Master Zhuzhao's pretty face darkened: "Humph, if there were no Great Ming King Sutra, you wouldn't be able to suffer even with your cunning energy! ... With the Great Ming King Sutra, you can be brave!"
Li Muchan said: "Master..."
Master Zhuzhao hummed: "Just like this time, if there was no Great Ming Dynasty King Sutra, would you dare to go to Wufeng Mountain?... If you avoid it early, there will naturally be no danger!"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, not expecting this move from his master.
Although the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra can damage his lifespan, he has practiced the indestructible power of the Vajra, has a powerful body, and has powerful internal energy to nourish him. Even if he loses some lifespan, he will live longer than ordinary people.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Master Zhuzhao's eyes widened: "Tell me, I gave an order, will you listen?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and nodded: "Master has given orders, so naturally I have to obey them, but Master, you can always use them when your life is at stake, right?"
Master Zhuzhao shook his head: "It can't be used either!"
"Master..." Wen Yinyue couldn't help but called in a low voice.
Master Zhuzhao stared at Li Muchan for a moment: "Zhanran, from now on, you are not allowed to use the Daming King Sutra, even in life and death situations. Can you agree?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes."
Master Zhuzhao hummed: "You have nothing to rely on, so you can be more cautious. A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. With your current martial arts, there will be no problem in escaping."
Li Muchan nodded and agreed to this. Although his current martial arts was not considered to be the best, he was still a top-notch master. If he wanted to escape, using the Lantern Technique would be enough.
Moreover, his intuition is amazing and he can foresee danger in advance and be able to escape.
The two of them talked and slowly got out of the carriage. This was next to the official road. Both sides were bare and there was no cover. There were fields on the roadside, which were covered with a thin layer of snow that was about to melt away.
An old coachman was carefully serving the red horse pulling the cart, feeding him some food and pouring some water. When he saw Li Muchan coming down, he smiled and nodded without saying anything.
Master Zhuzhao helped him down. Li Muchan smiled and said, "Master, no need, I can still walk."
"Okay, don't be brave, take a few steps slowly." Master Zhuzhao still held his left arm with both hands.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I am still so weak that I can still walk a few steps."
"That's a lot of nonsense!" Master Zhuzhao snorted and rolled his eyes at him: "You are weak now, so you can't be tired, lest you end up with the disease!"
Seeing her resolute look, Li Muchan said no more. The two walked slowly for more than twenty steps, then turned back. The sun was shining brightly, but the wind was strong. A gust of north wind blew, and Li Muchan shivered.
"Is it cold?" Master Zhuzhao felt it too.
Li Muchan nodded.
He was full of internal energy, and the warm breath was flowing in his body, as powerful as a river, but it could not drive away the chill. The cold and heat were supposed to be gone, but now a gust of cold wind blew through his heart.
It seems to come from the weakness and coldness in the bones. Even though the internal strength is like a sea, it seems to be separated by a layer and cannot help. This situation is very strange.
"You, now you understand the power of the Ming Dynasty King Sutra!" Master Zhuzhao shook his head and helped him walk back: "It's better not to see the wind and go in!"
The two of them went back in. After all the trouble, Li Muchan immediately broke out in a cold sweat and felt uncomfortable all over as soon as he returned to the warm carriage.
Wen Yinyue was frowning and lowering her head, thoughtfully, and gently moving her hands in the air.
Seeing them coming in, she stopped, looked at Li Muchan, frowned and said, "Junior brother, are you cold?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, it's a bit cold outside."
Wen Yinyue looked at him with pity in her heart. Junior brother, who is immune to cold and heat, can't stand a little wind now. He must be feeling very uncomfortable.
Master Zhuzhao helped him lie down and covered him with a quilt: "Lie down for a while, and you will feel better after these few days."
Li Muchan was feeling groggy and couldn't stand it any longer. He tried to practice the Sutra of Observing the Illumination of Heaven, Humans and Gods. He lay down and meditated. It took him a while to enter the picture of the Illumination of Heaven, Humans and Gods.
In the picture of gods and gods, the moonlight is dim and like strands. After his body is condensed, strands of moonlight slowly fall on his body, and he feels warm and comfortable.
As if he was soaking in a hot spring, he woke up again after an unknown amount of time. The carriage was dark, and Wen Yinyue and Master Zhuzhao were not there.
He stood up, gradually gained some strength, and helped the carriage down. In front of him was a small dilapidated house, with a bonfire in front of the house. The horse and coachman were on one side, and Master Zhuzhao and Wen Yinyue were meditating on the other side. The light of the fire illuminated the
The beautiful faces of the two women.
Hearing the noise, the two women opened their eyes, and Master Zhuzhao said hurriedly: "Zhanran, don't come down!"
Li Muchan came closer with a smile: "Master, I'm not that weak yet!"
"Brats like to show off their strength!" Master Zhuzhao glared at him, hurriedly entered the carriage, took out a felt hat, put it on him, and supported him: "It's too cold outside, be careful of getting cold."
Li Muchan laughed and said, "That's really a joke."
It is indeed a joke that he is a great martial arts master and yet he suffered from the cold.
He came and sat down next to Wen Yinyue, smelling the faint fragrance, and said, "Master, we are in such a hurry, when can we return to the mountain?"
"One month is enough." Master Zhuzhao also sat down.
As he was talking, a sudden sound of horse hoofbeats suddenly sounded, which was very clear in the night sky, from far to near. In the blink of an eye, he was here, "Xi Yu Yu" was heard, and five horses stood up.
The five horsemen are all in tight-fitting clothes, all black from head to toe, with indifferent expressions, and the horses under their crotches are also black, blending into the night wind.
Wen Yinyue frowned, and the five people were staring at her face.
Li Muchan coughed lightly, clasped his fists and said, "What do you think these five heroes are worth?"
He now wears a felt hat and thick cotton clothes. He is dressed a bit too bulky and has a tight body. He really doesn't look like a martial artist.