Monk Hui Guang muttered: "The Marrow Cleansing Technique is to remove your original cultivation level, but this transformation is not a bad thing, on the contrary, it lays a firm foundation. You are the soul lotus body, and you already have a solid foundation, but it is not leakproof.
After practicing this marrow cleansing technique, it is possible to cultivate a body that does not leak."
Chu Li smiled.
Monk Huiguang said: "Although your previous cultivation was not shallow, it was too mixed. Once you practice on this basis, it will become nondescript and it will be difficult to reach perfection in the end."
Chu Li said: "Yes."
Monk Huiguang sighed: "You have excellent qualifications and talents, so practice hard."
Chu Lihe tithe.
Monk Hui Guang turned around and left slowly.
Chu Li came to the bed and sat down, and began to practice the Marrow Cleansing Technique.
The surroundings were quiet and no one was disturbing him. He knew that Dingkong was doing morning classes at this time.
The marrow cleansing formula is just a short formula with a concise and concise meaning.
But it is a difficult thing to do. It requires a sufficient state of mind. No one cares about me but I don't care about myself, and I completely forget myself.
For those who lack the power of meditation or lack of concentration, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven. The more you want to forget yourself, the more distracting your thoughts will be on all living beings.
His meditation skills are very deep and his level of Buddhism is very high, but it is easy to achieve this.
In total selflessness, not knowing the passage of time and the chaos of the world, everything turns into nothingness.
After a while, a strange force surged out from the soles of his feet, making him feel warm and numb, breaking his composure.
If you have distracting thoughts for a lifetime, your power will disappear.
Chu Li secretly admired the mystery of this marrow cleansing technique. He could react so quickly. It can be said that the method is simple but effective.
He was immersed in nothingness again, and that strange power emerged from the soles of his feet again, and then went up his legs, encountering the internal power in the acupoints along the way, and was melted by this power.
The warmth in my legs seemed to disappear, and my heart felt peaceful and peaceful.
Go up the calf to the Dantian, quickly transforming the internal energy in the Dantian into warm power.
This force is getting stronger and faster, from the Dantian to the chest and then to the neck, and finally stops at the center of the eyebrows, then goes back down and walks the previous path again.
His body was immersed in this warm power, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, even more comfortable than a hot spring. He was lazily warm, indescribable pleasure and comfort, and couldn't extricate himself.
However, this power was slowly decreasing, getting weaker and weaker. When Chu Li observed with his great round mirror, he found that they were drilling into the flesh and blood, and then penetrated through the flesh and bone, and even penetrated the bones and entered the bone marrow.
The bones under the observation of the Great Round Mirror are as thick as flesh, and after these strange powers penetrated in, the flesh turned into silver and shone brightly. When these powers completely melted and disappeared, the color of the bone marrow returned from silver to rich white, but it was already transparent.
One point, one point brighter.
I don't know how long it took before he suddenly woke up.
There was a knock on the door outside, and he stepped out to the door and opened the courtyard door.
He found that his internal strength had disappeared, as if he had never practiced martial arts, but his body was as light as a feather, and his whole body seemed to have lost weight, as if it had disappeared, breaking free from the shackles of the physical body, leaving only his soul, and his body moved when his heart moved.
He took one step forward and actually stepped from the inside of the house to the door. This was not Qinggong but it was better than Qinggong.
Dingkong stood outside the door and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chu, I received the news and will take you over to do evening classes."
Chu Li looked up at the sky. The setting sun was still shining, and the afterglow dyed Tianxinyuan blood red.
He suddenly looked at Chu Li and stopped: "Hey, your martial arts is gone?"
Chu Li nodded: "It's gone."
"We will start practicing martial arts so soon." Dingkong sighed: "But as a lay disciple, you have to do morning and evening classes, which is not easy."
He looked sympathetic.
He still feels that morning classes and late classes are a torture, and his days are like years.
Chu Li smiled.
The two of them left Tianxinyuan and walked east, arriving in front of the main hall.
There were already more than two hundred monks standing in front of the main hall, standing neatly in several rows. They were all wearing yellow monk robes and were spotless. Chu Li's clothes were still the original white robes, which looked particularly dazzling.
Chu Li didn't pay attention, and the monks around him didn't look too much. They all had their eyes closed and remained motionless.
Monk Dingkong took him to the back and stood there.
"Bah!" Xiangban's voice sounded.
The first monk slowly climbed up the steps and entered the main hall. Then rows of monks stepped up the steps and entered. Monk Chu Li and Dingkong entered in the last row. The main hall was already full of monks, all sitting on a yellow futon.
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Chu Li also sat down on a futon, and suddenly felt calm.
The atmosphere in the hall is solemn and solemn, and the Buddha statue sitting in the north is shining with golden light.
And it is not only the golden light on the outside, but also the golden light on the inside. Under the wisdom observation of the big round mirror, his golden light is emitted from the inside out, lighting up the main hall.
Under this golden light, the Great Round Mirror was unable to see clearly the thoughts of the people around it. It was suppressed by the golden light and could only see the appearance but not the inside.
Chu Li didn't know what the power of this golden light was, but it was extremely strange.
"Infinite Life Sutra!" Standing in front of the Buddha statue was an old monk with white eyebrows and a face as rosy as a baby. His white eyebrows were like two long whiskers, hanging down to his cheeks.
"Bang bang bang bang..." the sound of wooden fish sounded.
All the monks chanted and chanted.
The sound of chanting was uniform and filled the whole hall, everywhere.
Chu Li also recited the Infinite Life Sutra in a low voice.
He closed his eyes, but the wisdom of the big round mirror did not disappear. It was still looking at the monks and the old monk standing under the Buddha statue.
The old monk looked thin and gaunt, already decrepit, and had no martial arts skills, but he was awe-inspiring and felt a bone-chilling chill. He obviously possessed amazing power, but he was hiding it deeply.
No matter what he looked at, he felt that this old monk had no martial arts ambitions. Judging from the way he stood there, he could tell that he had never practiced martial arts at all, not even the superficial health-preserving martial arts of strengthening the body.
But such an ordinary old monk possesses earth-shattering power.
He suddenly raised his head and glanced at Chu Li.
This look was calm and calm, but Chu Li felt great pressure. It was obvious that the old monk felt his own observation, which must have strong spiritual power and subtle perception.
Chu Li's gaze suddenly froze and he opened his eyes to look at a young monk.
The young monk's body floated gently, emitting cyan brilliance. He stood with his feet two inches off the ground, and cyan brilliance surrounded his body.
The strange appearance of this young monk seemed to be an introduction, and then three more monks appeared strange. One was lying in the air, with yellow light flashing all over his body, one had a halo of light above his head, and the other had a flash of light between his eyebrows.
These strange phenomena were not seen by his wisdom using a large round mirror, but what he saw with his naked eyes.
The old monk suddenly appeared around them, holding an incense stick in his hand and knocking it down hard.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!" They were hit on the head four times.
They immediately returned to their original position, the light dissipated, and they stood upright on the ground, continuing to chant sutras attentively, as if there had never been any strange phenomena.
The old monk returned to the Buddha statue and continued to knock the wooden fish.