Xu Xiaorou thought for a while: "All the disciples of our Xinghu Xiaozhu are taught martial arts by the Lake Master himself, but we don't need to go into retreat together, right?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "So, I am very valued by the Lake Master."
"Yes, you have to seize the opportunity. Lake Master's martial arts knowledge is as profound as the sea. If you don't understand anything, don't be embarrassed to ask." Xu Xiaoju said.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll spare it."
He asked again: "When will you come back?"
"I will come back for the New Year." Xu Xiaoju said.
Li Muchan calculated on his fingers that it was only two months, and said with a smile: "Why don't we go back after the Chinese New Year? Why go to all this trouble? Besides, the road is not smooth!"
Xu Xiaorou curled her lips: "Those guys are nothing more than clowns. If we hadn't protected you last time, we would have gone on a killing spree and beat them until they cried for father and mother!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's true!"
Their swordsmanship is outstanding, and what's even more amazing is their combined striking skills. The three of them combined are no different than eight people. Eight disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu are enough to make people fearful.
Xu Xiaojudao: "Practice hard, don't let the Lake Master down, let alone be lazy!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay!"
"Okay then, I'm going back. You don't have to see us off tomorrow!" Xu Xiaorou waved her little hands and left lightly and neatly.
Li Muchan watched her leave, turned around and returned to the courtyard, turning a blind eye to everyone's winks, turned around and entered the house, carefully pondering the eighteen formulas.
The sound of practicing was faintly heard, and the setting sun shone through the window on the edge of the couch. The light in the room was soft, quiet and peaceful. He sat on the couch with a peaceful mind.
Xinghu Villa is like a paradise, a rare pure land in the world, peaceful and tranquil, and a famous mountain and ancient temple. He fell in love with it.
Compared with the vitality of Canghai Mountain, there is a different peaceful atmosphere here. It is a unique feeling. Most people cannot detect the difference. He has a keen sense and can detect it clearly.
This is caused by the peace of mind, elimination of hostility, good thoughts and a bright mind, so that such a peaceful atmosphere can be exuded, which is no different from that of eminent monks and great virtues.
Being in such an environment is of great benefit to spiritual practice.
His Vajra Indestructibility Magic is a Buddhist magical skill, but now he has to practice the ancient Qi training technique. This is obviously a Taoist practice. I don't know if the two can be combined.
Buddha and Tao have been fighting for thousands of years. It is either one or the other. I have never heard of anyone practicing Buddhism and Tao at the same time. The two paths are different. It is said that there will be dangers, but I don't know whether it is true or not.
He tried practicing Qi training, but he got nothing, so he gave up.
The next morning, he got up early and arrived at the trestle. Just as he was about to jump off the boat and paddle to the two-story water pavilion in the middle, Leng Wushuang suddenly appeared on the water.
She came on the waves, her white clothes fluttering, as if drifting in the breeze to Li Muchan. She walked on the lake as if walking on flat ground, and her feet were not wet.
Li Muchan was secretly awestruck. Among all the people he met, no one had such light skill.
"Let's go." Leng Wushuang looked him up and down, then turned and stepped onto the mountain path, slowly going up until he reached the top of the mountain.
Li Muchan followed closely behind, with a faint fragrance lingering in his mouth and nose. His mind was calm and clear, without any thoughts. When he reached the top of the mountain and stepped onto the boulder, his eyes suddenly opened up.
He had extraordinary eyesight, and at a glance, he could see the rolling mountains to the end, surrounded by water, the lake surface was clear and calm, like a bright mirror that reflected the blue sky and white clouds.
Standing on the top of this mountain, I felt an inexplicable sense of pride in my heart. I wanted to look up to the sky and roar, with a strong feeling of grandeur.
There are several boulders on the top of the mountain, rectangular in shape, like natural beds. They have been eroded by time and wind and rain, making them smooth and soft, without any edges or corners.
In addition to these boulders, there is also a small wooden house not far away. In front of the house are seven pine trees, the tallest in the middle, lined up on both sides, and the tops of the trees form a "human" shape.
With fluttering white clothes and flying hair on the temples, Leng Wushuang stood facing the wind, as if she wanted to float away into the clouds. She suddenly turned her head and said: "No one will disturb you here. Li Zhu, try to get started in one month."
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes."
"Let's start now." Leng Wushuang sat down cross-legged.
Li Muchan sat down and Leng Wushuang turned to look over: "Sit opposite me!"
Li Muchan was startled, but his movements were not slow. Without hesitation, he raised his hands and turned to face Leng Wushuang. Their knees were only one step apart, facing each other, and they could hear their breaths coming out.
Leng Wushuang's quiet aura rushed to his face, and the compelling light penetrated his body and mind. Li Muchan forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart and looked straight at Leng Wushuang with a normal expression.
Leng Wushuang looked at him indifferently and nodded: "As expected of a mentally tough person."
She knows her own temperament and appearance very clearly. Most men will feel ashamed when they see her. Because of her strong spirit, most people are suppressed unconsciously.
There are only a few men she has seen who are as calm and composed as Li Zhu.
Li Muchan smiled: "Lake Master, I tried the formula yesterday, but I couldn't figure out the way. It's really difficult."
Leng Wushuang nodded: "Well, if the fire is not pure, it will be difficult to achieve results. If you are not in the state of unity between man and nature, it will be useless no matter how proficient you practice."
Li Muchan said: "Then how to practice?"
Leng Wushuang asked: "Can you achieve the unity of heaven and man?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Okay."
Leng Wushuang said: "Then let's practice the breathing formula first. This eighteen-character formula is subtle and exquisite. You need to understand it by yourself. It's just like swimming. It's useless to talk about it in a colorful way."
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Then, she explained the formula one by one, demonstrating the shape of the mouth, the position of the tongue, the position of the sound, the red lips and the fragrant tongue, which was extremely tempting.
Even though Li Mu's concentration was extremely high, he still couldn't bear it. His burning desire became more and more intense, and he tried his best to suppress it.
Leng Wushuang was a perceptive person. She felt the heat of his gaze and secretly sighed in her heart. He was the first person who could generate desire under his Falling Star Technique.
Li Muchan has a strong mind, like a dragon or a tiger. Although she is mentally strong, she is still inferior to Li Muchan.
She was slightly annoyed in her heart, and her eyes narrowed, revealing the depths of Li Muchan's heart.
Li Muchan's eyes flashed involuntarily, and two faint golden lights flashed past. Leng Wushuang's heart trembled, and he felt as if his heart was shaken.
Li Muchan noticed something strange and quickly averted his eyes.
Leng Wushuang looked at him indifferently and nodded: "You are indeed mentally strong and have great hope. Let's start practicing."
Li Muchan nodded, followed her instructions, practiced slowly, and quickly learned it.
In the following days, the two spent time together day and night, sitting cross-legged across from each other. Leng Wushuang seemed to deliberately test Li Muchan's concentration, shrouding him with her face and oppressing him.
Li Muchan became more and more confident. Although his heart was agitated from time to time, he could control it well and keep his mind as calm as water.
However, the ancient Qi training technique has not progressed at all. After a month, I can't feel the earthy atmosphere in the void at all.
Li Muchan was determined and determined, and he searched carefully, but he could not find the way. This ancient qi training technique was really too difficult and disappointing.
Another person would have spent a month exploring without making any progress. He would have become discouraged and had no choice but to give up. However, he was not tempted and continued to study unremittingly.
Seeing him like this, Leng Wushuang nodded secretly, but didn't say anything more. After a month passed, she didn't say much and continued to retreat.
While Li Muchan was studying hard, he had forgotten the passage of time. He was completely immersed in it, as if he was possessed by a demon, to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.
The more he delved into it, the more ingenious it became, but it was just a little short of perfect. He inhaled, exhaled, inhaled and exhaled again, and did it nine times before completing a round.
Breathing in and out nine times is actually one breath. This breath is exhaled, then inhaled, then exhaled, and then inhaled again. It is called "naughty".
It's not naughty and naughty, but naughty and rice-washing. It's like washing rice with one breath. I washed it nine times before it was really incorporated.
But when you breathe it out in one breath, you can't breathe it in too fast. This requires strong and controlled breathing skills, which is extremely difficult and cannot be achieved by ordinary martial arts masters.
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It is not difficult for Li Muchan, but the key is that these eighteen formulas are much more difficult to use. He is clumsy and clumsy. Even if he remembers them, he cannot apply them well.
A slight difference can make a huge mistake. For these eighteen formulas, they are just right. Li Muchan always misses a little. After nine turns in one breath, he cannot become rustic.
Unconsciously, two months have passed, and Li Muchan still has made no progress.
In the early morning of this day, Li Muchan was sitting cross-legged on a big stone, breathing into the strong mountain wind. A cloud of breath was floating in front of his mouth and nose, curling like smoke, which was really beautiful.
This ball of air slowly entered his nose, then slowly came out, then slowly went in again, and then came out again, over and over again. After nine in and outs, it finally disappeared.
Leng Wushuang sat opposite him, looked at it calmly, and nodded. He had perfected the skill of breathing and breathing, but it was a pity that he could not master the Eighteen-Character Technique.
It's really surprising that he's obviously very talented, but he learns so slowly.
However, his concentration is indeed superhuman. He practiced hard for two months without showing any signs of fatigue. He got into it completely. His mental strength is also very unmatched.
"Oh..., Li Zhu, forget it." She sighed slowly.
Li Muchan opened his eyes, a flash of doubt flashed through his eyes, and then he came to his senses: "Lord of the Lake?"
"It seems that I took it for granted." Leng Wushuang shook his head and sighed: "You don't have enough fate with this ancient qi training technique, so there is no need to force it."
Li Muchan frowned and said, "Lake Master, I can't practice anymore?"
Leng Wushuang sighed: "It's been two months. If you can get started, you should have already started. If you haven't done it in two months, just give up."
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Lake Master, if you persist for a while, I think I can get started!"
"It's hard to get started, and it's even harder every step down. It's hard to beat every step. With your speed, there's no hope of reaching perfection in your life." Leng Wushuang shook his head.