He was so strange that he tried it again without believing in evil, and it was still the same. He clearly remembered it and it was clearly burned into his mind, but as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, everything turned into nothingness, leaving no trace.
Li Muchan was surprised and doubtful, but he was very interested and began to study it carefully.
This time he was not greedy for more and only remembered one word. He picked up the pen and wrote this word on the plain paper. The font was huge and filled the entire plain paper.
Holding the paper and measuring it in mid-air, the more I looked at it, the weirder it became. It was twisted and twisted, not like writing but like a painting. It was a real ghost painting, not only like a few thin lines of lingering smoke, but also like a circling long snake.
He neither recognized it nor knew its meaning, but he must remember it.
His straight gaze made it come alive in his mind, twisting and changing, making it vivid.
Then I tried to close my eyes again and opened them again, but my mind was still blank, leaving no trace.
"Hiss..." Li Muchan gasped and sat down on the couch with his lick in his hands, looking at it non-stop.
If someone can write this pamphlet, he or she must have remembered it. If others can remember it, they must be able to do it, but the method is wrong.
The human body is nothing but essence and spirit, and memory is made by spirit. His spirit is strong, so his memory is also strong, and he has a photographic memory. Most people often need the help of essence and energy to remember. The three are combined to remember, such as writing and reading at the same time, thus mobilizing the essence.
Qi improves memory.
He thought for a while, put down the big character, moved his fingers in the void, and wrote it over and over again. He wrote it more than thirty times in one breath. Then he slowly closed his eyes and wrote. He could still remember it. When he opened his eyes, he
It became blank again, my fingers were frozen in the air, and I forgot how to write.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seemed that the method was not right.
He thought for a moment, channeled his inner energy into his fingers, and then moved them in the void. He felt a faint spiritual energy suddenly surge over and condense on the words, but it only wavered and disappeared again.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, he could actually affect the energy of heaven and earth. It seemed that this word was very mysterious. What he had learned at the beginning was not so powerful!
He became more and more interested, felt excited, and had to remember it!
After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes slightly and fell into meditation. When he woke up from the meditation, he looked at the word again, then closed his eyes again and started to visualize it, bringing it into the picture of heaven, man and god.
After waking up from the photo of gods, humans and gods, he opened his eyes again and smiled immediately. The photo of gods, gods and gods was extremely mysterious and often had unexpected effects. This time it helped a lot.
This time he did not meditate word by word, but imprinted it completely, and then entered the Observation of Heaven and Human Spirit Illumination Sutra and directly visualized it.
After visualizing it, I opened my eyes again and found that this small book of talismans had been completely memorized.
He smiled while sitting on the couch, with the booklet beside him. He picked it up and read it over, and found that there was nothing wrong. The huge sense of accomplishment made his smile even more impressive.
He got up and sat down, opened the bright window, the bright sunshine shone on his face, and the fresh and moist air hit his face.
The lake is sparkling and illuminated by the sun like a pool of gems.
He stretched himself out in the breeze, and there was a crisp, squeaking sound, like pearls of true energy running through every joint. The sound was better than an hour of practice by ordinary people.
It must have been the early morning of the next day. He didn't know how many years had passed, and before he knew it, a day had passed. He felt that it had only lasted a moment.
I pushed the door out of the house and looked over the railing. In the small pavilion to the southwest, Song Wuye, dressed in gray, was practicing boxing. He was slow and leisurely, and his hands were stretched out and retracted, which was particularly weird.
It is taboo to spy on others practicing martial arts. When Li Muchan was about to walk away, Song Wuye shouted: "Boy, do you remember?"
The pavilion was about a hundred meters away from the waterside pavilion, and his shout seemed to be in Li Muchan's ears.
Li Muchan turned around: "Fifth Master, remember."
Master Song Wu slowly stopped his movement, took a long breath, and a stream of white air shot out from his mouth. It hit the ground and spread out, and his palms slowly fell from the top of his head.
"Huh?" He slowly released his palms and turned around to look, his eyes like two swords piercing him: "Remember?!"
Li Muchan nodded.
"Remember everything?!" Master Song Wu shouted.
Li Muchan felt a thunderous sound, and his blood energy surged. The Divine Dragon Meridian that was originally running suddenly accelerated. After calming down his blood energy, he slowly nodded: "Yes."
Song Wuye stretched out his hand and shouted: "Come here!"
Li Muchan felt a tyrannical force suddenly emerge, and he flew up involuntarily, passing through the lake, passing through the pavilion, and landed next to Mr. Song Wu.
Li Muchan's expression did not change, but he was secretly shocked. It was truly terrifying that someone with such a tyrannical cultivation level could use the power of capturing a dragon within a hundred meters.
He can also use Qinlong Jin himself, and can use his fingers like an arm within ten meters, but compared with him, he is like a child and not worth mentioning!
Li Muchan calmly took out the booklet from his pocket. After Master Song took it, he turned to the first page and said, "Write it for me to read!"
The small pavilion was empty, with no stone table and no pen and ink. Li Muchan looked at Song Wuye.
Song Wuye flashed out of the pavilion, walked across the lake to the shore, broke a branch and walked back to the lake.
"Quick!" He threw the branch to Li Muchan.
Li Muchan didn't waste any time, he bent down and wrote on the ground, character by character, completely and completely.
Master Song Wu held the booklet in his hand and flipped through the pages, comparing it with what Li Muchan had written. He looked serious and his expression became more and more ferocious.
After Li Muchan finished writing, he dropped the branch, clapped his hands and stood up, and was startled when he turned around.
……………… Mr. Song Wu stared at him with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to eat him. With his evil spirit gone, Li Muchan looked at him in confusion.
"You bastard, it's not bad!" Song Wuye reached out to lift his clothes and shouted: "It's not bad!"
The words sounded like compliments, but his expression and movements were strange. Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Fifth Master, what's wrong?"
Song Wuye threw it fiercely, and Li Muchan shot out like a cannonball, hitting the waterside pavilion. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, it was really inexplicable.
However, while he was in the formation, he didn't dare to use his mind. He didn't know what the merits of this formation were, so as not to get caught, he was very wary of the formation now and was cautious.
He took a few steps in the air to dissipate the energy. Fortunately, it was purely force, and Song Wuye did not use any internal force, so he could easily dispel it.
Master Song Wu stood motionless, his face expressionless.
Li Muchan landed lightly on the waterside pavilion, looked down at him like this, and shook his head. It seemed that he had stung him enough.
He fell down gently, returned to his room, and began to study these characters. Starting from the first character, he used his fingers to condense energy and traced it in the air. After tracing, there was a line of spiritual energy condensed, but it dispersed again, which made Li Muchan feel regretful.
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At first, he thought it was because he was not good at writing and the fire was not enough, so his spiritual energy could not be condensed all the time. After writing dozens of times, he became very familiar with it and it was done with just one stroke. At this time, he was sure that it was not his fault.
It's a problem with the character itself, it seems to only be cohesive but not cohesive.
He suddenly stopped writing and laughed. This character is very much like the Taoist talisman of later generations. The characters condense magic power and can control ghosts and gods.
He didn't know how these characters were created. It was like the great road of heaven and earth. Ghosts and gods were unpredictable. He had a feeling of admiration for the person who created the symbols.
Time passed very quickly as he was immersed in it. An hour passed unknowingly. When he was about to write the second character, Song Wuye's voice came: "Boy, come here!"
Li Muchan reluctantly put down his hand, got down and pushed the door open, drifting into the small pavilion on the southeast side.
There is a stone table in this small pavilion, and Master Song Wu is making tea with a leisurely expression and calm composure.
The small red clay stove gurgled, the steam was steaming, and the fragrance lingered, and my mind suddenly became clear.
"Fifth Master." Li Muchan made a fist and sat across from him.
Master Song Wu looked at him carefully with his eagle eyes, and said coldly: "You really can't tell a person by his appearance!"
Li Muchan smiled: "May the Fifth Master teach me the formation?"
"Have you never learned this before?" Song Wuye snorted and withdrew his eagle eyes.
Li Muchan shook his head: "No, I don't recognize any of these formation symbols."
"How do you remember it?" Song Wuye asked.
Li Muchan said: "I remember things well, but it was strange at first. I couldn't remember them at all, so I meditated and entered concentration. I remembered them when I first came out of concentration, and then I remembered them!"
"Come home..." Mr. Song Wu pondered and nodded slowly: "It seems that you still have the determination!"
Li Muchan smiled: "I have been practicing meditation since I was a child."
He already knows that Buddhism also exists in this world, but Buddhism is quite mysterious. It does not recruit as many followers as it did in the original world. Instead, it is very low-key and has very few disciples.
"No wonder you have a calm temperament." Song Wuye nodded slightly and frowned: "The formation is not so easy to learn!"
Li Muchan said, "The formation is very interesting, I want to learn it."
Master Song Wu stared at him for a long time, and then hummed: "Okay, if you want to learn, I will teach you, but it's useless to learn now that your cultivation is too low..."...become a martial artist first!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly.
Becoming a martial artist is not something that can be achieved in just three or two days. It used to be possible, but now that I have practiced the Dragon Sutra, I am wandering around the first three levels. I don't know when I can reach the fourth level.
Master Song Wu said: "You are practicing the Dragon Sutra?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes."
"How courageous!" Mr. Song Wu snorted and said slowly: "The Song family has three great master-level mental techniques, and the Shenlong Sutra is the most difficult to practice."
Li Muchan smiled and said: Sister Liubu has reached the fifth level, right?"
Master Song Wu squinted at him: "Do you want to compete with Hua'er?"
Li Muchan Momo's nose: "A man can't be inferior to a woman!"
"Okay, this sentence won my heart!" Mr. Song Wu patted him on the shoulder and laughed: "Because of your words, I will help you!"
Li Muchan cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master Five!"
Master Song Wu waved his hand: "Your boy is more talented in formations than me. He is considered a genius. Our Song family has never been stingy with geniuses!"
Without waiting for Li Muchan to speak, he continued: "The formation requires martial artist-level internal strength to be truly powerful. If the internal strength is not pure, the formation is useless, and learning it is useless!"
As he spoke, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Li Muchan casually: "This is the Shenlong Pill. It will strengthen your body and help you!"
Li Muchan hurriedly took it, and said with a hearty smile, Song Wuye: "Take one pill and use the Divine Dragon Sutra to completely dissolve it. After the medicine is fully digested, take another pill. After eating this bottle of Divine Dragon Pill, you can almost complete the second round."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Sister Xiaolu also takes this?"
Master Song Wu nodded: "Well, without its help, I will never finish the first three turns in my lifetime!"
Li Muchan sighed inwardly and shook his head. This was the strength of the aristocratic family. With the help of huge resources, he could speed up his cultivation to the greatest extent.
Like this Shenlong Sutra, the techniques are very good and belong to the martial arts of a great master. However, it is extremely difficult to practice. For ordinary people, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to master the first three turns.
Li Muchan's knowledge is far beyond that of the world, and he sees through the reason. The difficulty of the Shenlong Sutra is because the span is too large and not detailed enough. Compared with the Vajra Indestructible Magic, the Rainbow Sutra, and the Ziyang Sutra, the second brother is not orderly enough, and every step is
It is transcendent.
On the same floor, there are ten steps for the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power, the Rainbow Sutra, and the Ziyang Sutra, but there are only two steps for the Shenlong Sutra.
Ten steps may seem cumbersome. You need to take a few more steps, but each step does not have to be too big or too high. You can always walk up by taking one step at a time. Two steps may seem troublesome. You only need to take two steps, but most people can climb it.
Can't climb such a high level!
Rich families can cross the steps with the help of elixirs, but ordinary people cannot. Even if they practice, it will be in vain. Even if they practice hard, they will be running for a lifetime and end with regrets.
Li Muchan calmed down his thoughts and said, "But it seems that there is no such divine dragon pill in the Divine Dragon Sutra..."
The Fifth Master of the Song Dynasty said: "This is a senior of the Song family who is proficient in medical science and a genius. He has prepared his own formula and never spread it to others..."...Humph, even with the Shenlong Pill, the Shenlong Sutra is slower than those two mental methods.
, you are really asking for trouble!”
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I believe Sister Xiaolu is extremely wise!"
"She is so courageous!" Mr. Song Wu laughed and waved his hand: "Don't say this to her, or you'll get angry with me again!"
Li Muchan smiled.
Master Song Wu said: "Okay, go back and practice. When the time comes, the martial arts master will come to me. Then I will teach you the formation!"
Li Muchan clasped his fists again and was scolded by Mr. Song Wu. He was too lazy to listen to these nonsense and said less in the future, so as not to pollute his ears.
Li Muchan returned to his room and began to focus on practicing the Dragon Sutra and entered a state of seclusion.
The Shenlong Pill is really powerful. His original body is already extremely powerful. Practicing the Shenlong Sutra is twice the result with half the effort. Nine out of ten steps have already been taken. All he has to do is take the last step. With this Shenlong Pill, he can quickly
He practiced hard day and night. Song Shuhua once warned him that he could only practice for thirty-six days. He was afraid that if he practiced too much, he would not only fail to strengthen his body, but would in fact damage it. Going too far would not be enough.
But Li Muchan's physical strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people, so he dares to act recklessly. Moreover, he has keen senses and amazing intuition. Once he feels danger, he will naturally stop.
Unknowingly, he practiced hard for ten days in one breath. When he came out of the hard training, he had completed the first three rounds and began to enter the fourth round of condensation.
The method of condensing Qi is completely different from the previous three transformations, and it is also different from the original world. In the original world, Condensing Qi is the end of a strong internal force. It is compressed and absorbed at the same time, condensing it with huge pressure, and finally condensing it.
It becomes a drop of liquid, and then uses this drop of liquid as the core to absorb the internal force and slowly assimilate it to make it pure.
Under the internal view, the Dantian is like a nebula, with its core being water and its periphery being Qi. These Qi gradually become heavier and become purer over time.
In this case, even if the internal force is like water, it is still Qi when it is actually exerted, but it is purer, more dignified, and naturally more powerful.
The method of condensing Qi in the Shenlong Sutra is completely different, completely two ways.
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Originally, the cohesion of the world's internal power relied on mental power. Using internal power to squeeze the internal power was extremely draining, and the chance of success was extremely small. He only succeeded by chance because of his tyrannical spirit.
The method of condensing qi in this world is different. It has a complete mental method and internal force circulation route. As long as you follow this mental method, after a week of operation, the true qi will naturally be pure and pure.
This seems easy, but in fact it is not as imagined. The internal energy walks along a specific route, and is constantly consumed in the process. The meridians are not wide enough, and the internal energy is not pure enough. It is completely consumed before it can be completed.
All your hard work is in vain.
Strong meridians and pure internal energy are the necessary conditions for condensing Qi in the fourth stage. Both are indispensable. These two hurdles may seem easy, but they block countless people, like a chasm in the sky.
Li Muchan has a strong spirit, so his internal energy is pure, and he has a strong body, so his meridians are strong. It is not difficult to practice according to the mental method of the fourth turn.
The internal force can support a week, which is regarded as the fourth transformation gate. However, the internal force cannot be purified once. The quantitative change is not the qualitative change. It needs to be purified several times before the pure internal force can become water-like.
With the movement of the mind, the internal energy becomes more and more pure, but also less and less. Replenishing the true energy will make it impure, which is a waste of effort and can only continuously purify the original true energy.
It's a pity that I couldn't persevere. Before it could be purified into water, it was completely consumed.
After trying it several times, he calmed down and thought about it, and came up with another method. He would first purify his internal energy several times, and then use this pure internal energy to rebuild the first three turns.
The effect of practicing such pure internal energy is naturally far better than before. The body is stronger, the meridians and Dantian are wider, and can accommodate more internal energy. When the fourth round is run, more internal energy can withstand more purifications.
Repeatedly, he practiced hard for three days without sleep, and supplemented it with Shenlong Dan. He finally purified a trace of water-like Qi, used the water-like Qi to refine his body, and then practiced the fourth round.
In the early morning, when the bright sunshine first shone on his window, he woke up with a start and opened his eyes. The light in his eyes flashed for a moment and then subsided, forming a layer of warm luster.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile slowly widened. He wanted to laugh loudly but held back.
Finally reaching the fourth level, he sighed and punched out. Suddenly a clear and real shadow of the fist flew out. Just as it was about to hit the window, it suddenly turned around and shot at him. He stretched out his hand to take it.
The shadow of the fist blended into his hand silently.!