After listening to the teacher's explanation in front of him, Ma Long was stunned for a long time. He didn't expect that despite his humble status and low cultivation level in the sect, he had become a leader because of his seniority. Even his teacher had to call him uncle.
But he soon recalled that even the master called him junior brother, so it was no big deal for the teacher in front of him to call him junior uncle.
Isn't this another title that will make him angry? Ma Long thought uneasily. After all, Ma Long's current situation in the sect is very embarrassing. Grandpa doesn't care about grandma, but now the backup is suppressing many people.
Even my own teacher has to call me uncle. Is this convincing?
Ma Long looked at the teacher in front of him. Although he seemed calm on the surface, Ma Long guessed that in his heart, he might have scolded his eighteen generations of ancestors.
After coming back to his senses, Ma Long decided not to think about this matter for now. He already had enough troubles anyway, and it didn't matter if he had another name that was not worthy of his name.
"Teacher, the student has just arrived and I don't know how to address him yet." Ma Long asked proactively. After all, his attitude towards him was quite respectful. The relationship between them was teacher and student, so he would need more guidance from him in the future.
"My name is Yin Bu Gong." The middle-aged man introduced his position, "Most of the teachers in the sect are disciples of our 'Bu' generation."
"It turns out it's Teacher Yin Bu Gong Yin. Why did Teacher Yin call me here alone?" Ma Long asked.
Yin Bugong smiled and said: "That's it, you just came to our sect, and you probably didn't understand what I just taught in class, so I want to teach you the authentic cultivation method taught by others alone.
——The True Dharma of the Supreme Heart Seal!"
The Supreme Heart Seal True Technique! When Ma Long heard this name, he thought it was high and mighty. He thought that this must be the true method that my master asked me to practice at the same time as Jie Jiao's Hunyuan True Technique. Thinking of this, his body couldn't help but feel excited.
"Please give me some advice from the teacher." Ma Long asked quickly.
Yin Bugong spoke slowly and repeated the mantra: "The light of supreme wisdom, the candle illuminating the sky, the only true sun, will last forever..."
Ma Long listened carefully to Yin Bu Gong's recitation, and each word was imprinted in his heart. Since practicing the Hunyuan Zhenjue, he has already been able to remember it with a photograph. Moreover, this formula is very short, hundreds of words, and it doesn't take a while.
Yin Bu Gong just finished reciting it.
"Do you remember them all?" Yin Bu Gong asked after finishing reciting.
Ma Long nodded and said, "I have remembered it all."
"Hmm..." Yin Bugong nodded in approval, thinking that this boy's talent is really good, "You have to repeat these formulas morning and night and practice hard. I don't know what formulas you have practiced before.
But they must be the cultivation methods of some unfashionable sects, right? We must forget all this kind of heresy and work hard to practice the authentic and true methods taught by our people. Only the authentic mental methods of the three major religions can make people make greater progress.
, for higher breakthroughs, remember to cut the knot!”
Listening to the teacher's teachings, Ma Long kept nodding his head without explaining anything. He thought that what I practiced was not some unfashionable cultivation method, but the Hunyuan Zhenjue of the Jiejiao sect that you mentioned.
.But as his master had told him before, Ma Long decided to keep this secret and not let anyone know about it. Fortunately, the disciples of the sect were very visionary and did not bother to know which sect's mental method he had practiced before.
After giving Ma Long some instructions, Yin Bu Gong stretched out a finger and tapped Ma Long's forehead. The golden light flashed on his fingertip, as if consecrating Ma Long. Then Yin Bu Gong withdrew his finger and said
: "I have imprinted all the mental formulas and formulas in your mind to prevent you from forgetting or making mistakes again. Once again, you must work hard to practice according to the formulas every night. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me the next day.
, or listen carefully to my explanation."
"Yes." Ma Long thought to himself that this teacher was very thoughtful, and even specially imprinted the mental method in his mind and consciousness. It seemed that he had no reservations and was indeed imparting it to everyone equally.
Yin Bugong finished what he needed to say, so he stood up and gave instructions to Ma Long on his next step:
"Okay, now that the mental method has been taught to you, the master will lead you in. Practice is personal. Now you can go to the other side of the house to have lunch."
"Lunch?" Ma Long was confused when he heard about the meal. Practitioners can skip grains, so why do they have to eat on time? He remembered that when he just left the classroom, all the disciples walked to the other side of the room. Could it be that
Just going to dine?
Seeing the confusion on Ma Long's face, he explained again: "It's not three times a day in the human world. In our sect, lunch and dinner means taking pills, and someone from the pill room will bring them to you every day.
The elixirs that can assist in cultivation are provided to the students, one each for lunch and dinner, so make good use of them."
It turned out to be an elixir! Ma Long was suddenly enlightened after hearing this, and at the same time he was very excited. This was exactly the elixir he had dreamed of! Just as Yu Yiming said before, the disciples of the sect all grew up in medicine jars.
It's like eating, and it turned out to be the case today. If you can take the elixir twice a day, isn't your cultivation progressing by leaps and bounds?
Ma Long followed Yin Bugong. Yin Bugong pointed to the room where the students had just entered and said, "You go ahead. I'll go down and rest for a while." After that, he walked towards the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall.
Ma Long watched the teacher leave, and then walked into the "restaurant" alone. All the disciples were sitting cross-legged in the same position as before. It seemed that they had just taken the elixir and were trying to absorb it.
In the corner of the classroom, where Ma Long had chosen, there was a cushion with a blue and white porcelain vase placed on it.
Seeing that everyone had a bottle like this in front of them, Ma Long thought that it must be his own elixir. So he quickly walked to that position excitedly, picked up the bottle, and sat cross-legged on the cushion.
After uncorking the bottle, a burst of fragrance immediately came from inside, which was the aroma of the elixir. Then Malone tilted the bottle and poured out an elixir, which was about the size of a fingernail and was shiny and smooth.
Ma Long felt it hard, and then his whole body became cold.
No! His hand holding the elixir was shaking a little. This was obviously a half-finished elixir!
I met Mr. Yu in the capital of China before. He was an outer disciple of the Sword Sect. He was entitled to one elixir every month, but those elixirs were all semi-finished or defective products from the sect, and the inner disciples disdained them.
Yu took such a pill, but Yu Lao was reluctant to use it and gave one to Ma Long.
But now, the elixir that Ma Long is holding is similar to the one at that time. It is a semi-finished product. No, frankly speaking, it is not as effective as the one refined last time.
Damn it! Ma Long cursed in his heart, someone must have given a defective pill to himself on purpose!
