Four days, five days, six days, seven days, eight days, nine days, ten days.
Li Ruolan sat on a futon in front of the hut, holding a lunch box and eating slowly, making almost no sound for fear of disturbing the people in the house.
As each day passed, she became more and more nervous and focused, not daring to be careless for fear of being disturbed by others.
She actually knew that the wind was howling and the surroundings were not quiet. She still unconsciously kept herself silent for fear of disturbing Chu Li and breaking his deep state of meditation.
She knows that when practicing the Great Light Sutra, the longer you practice it in one breath, the greater the harvest will be. Practicing for six hours in one breath will have a completely different effect than practicing it for six hours in two days.
Chu Li practiced for ten days at a stretch. I really don't know how far he has reached.
She is estimated to be even worth two years of hard training for others. This is such a terrifying cultivation efficiency. Even if she is as talented as a saint, I am afraid it will not be so amazing.
She was vaguely worried. This Zhao Dahe could not be the reincarnation of an eminent monk from the Vajra Temple, right? Otherwise, how could he have such profound meditation skills and such strong spiritual power to support his practice for so long?
Then he rejected this idea. How could a wise saint not predict this? If it was really the reincarnation of the eminent monk of Vajra Temple, he would definitely not be able to hide it from the saint.
She couldn't imagine how strong Zhao Dahe's spirit was that he could sustain his cultivation for ten days.
Is it possible that if the two classics are practiced together, it will not consume the energy? Will it replenish the energy?
A faint fragrance appeared in front of her nose. She quickly raised her head, and the saint was already standing in front of her.
She clasped her fists hurriedly, without speaking, and pointed inside the hut.
The Saint was dressed in a snow-white gown, with a white gauze covering her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, looking calmly into the room.
She waved, disappeared from the spot in a flash, and appeared a hundred meters away.
Li Ruolan walked up to her and said, "Saint."
"Ten days?"
"yes."
"No food or drink?"
"yes."
The saint was thoughtful.
Li Ruolan asked curiously: "Is he in danger?"
The saint shook her head slightly and said: "It's a rare opportunity...if he didn't have anything extraordinary, the monks at the Vajra Temple wouldn't have helped him. Do you think they are really compassionate and willing to do good deeds?"
"That's true." Li Ruolan nodded.
The monks of Vajra Temple are famous for their indifference. They are detached from the world and regard all living beings as ants. Because they are destined to become Buddhas, they have a very indifferent view of the life and death of all living beings. As everyone has their own destiny, they will not force it.
Change is entangled with cause and effect. Ordinary people are afraid of consequences, but they are afraid of causes.
"I just didn't expect him to be so powerful, even in ten days." Li Ruolan sighed softly.
She couldn't even imagine it. Practicing for ten days at a time was so simple that it was unimaginable and unbelievable.
She whispered: "Could it be the work of that relic?"
The saint shook her head. The relics were not so magical, otherwise the monks in Vajra Temple would not have to practice hard.
"I'll go take a look." The saint disappeared in a flash and appeared in the hut.
Even if the door of the hut is not opened, she is also proficient in the art of walking in the void, similar to Shen Zu Tong and So Close to the End of the World.
She stood in front of Chu Li, very close at hand.
After a while, she reached out and gently took out the relics from the cloth bag. She found that there was nothing abnormal about the relics, and it was indeed not caused by the relics. She simply took it in her hand and saw that his breathing was slow, his body temperature was lower than ordinary people, and his heartbeat was also slow.
It's like hibernating.
She nodded slightly, disappeared in a flash, and appeared a hundred meters away.
Li Ruolan asked: "Is it okay?"
The saint shook her head and said: "It can last for a while."
She handed the relic to Li Ruolan: "Give it back to him when he wakes up."
Li Ruolan nodded, understanding that the saint wanted to test whether it had the effect of relics.
"Tell me when you wake up," the saint said.
She disappeared suddenly.
Li Ruolan continued to sit on the futon in front of the hut and guarded Chu Li.
Eleven days, twelve days.
In the evening of the twelfth day, the sun sets.
Li Ruolan took the lunch box, and the old man in gray fluttered away.
She was about to open her lunch box and start eating when she suddenly heard a long exhale and then footsteps.
She stood up immediately and pushed the door open.
Chu Li was sitting on the ground, stretching and looking very energetic.
When he saw Li Ruolan, he was surprised and said: "Miss Ruolan? One month is here?"
"Do you know how long you have been practicing?"
"A day or two?"
"Twelve days." Li Ruolan shook his head and said, "Are you hungry?"
As she said this, she turned around and brought the lunch box in, put it on the dining table and opened it. Inside were two bowls of millet porridge, with a fragrant aroma, and three plates of vegetables.
"Eat some quickly." Li Ruolan handed over the chopsticks.
Chu Li took the chopsticks and smiled: "I'm not hungry."
"If you're not hungry, drink some porridge." Li Ruolan said, "If you don't feel hungry now, you will be unbearably hungry in a while!"
"Okay then." Chu Li picked up a bowl of porridge and took a few sips.
Li Ruolan said: "How can you be sure of twelve days?"
"I thought it was only one day, less than two days. I really didn't expect it to be twelve days." Chu Li said while drinking porridge. This was indeed his true feeling, and he was not lying. He also did not expect that fellow practitioners from the two classics would
It's so mysterious.
"Don't you feel tired?"
"What are you tired of?"
"Cultivation doesn't consume any energy?"
"I don't know." Chu Li shook his head and continued to drink porridge: "I don't know anything. I just transformed into the Buddha and kept chanting sutras. I felt very comfortable, as if I had fallen asleep."
Li Ruolan gave him a sharp look and didn't ask any more questions to avoid getting angry.
Obviously, Zhao Dahe entered the deep meditation in a daze. He couldn't explain the reason and acted completely based on his feelings.
After Chu Li had eaten, Li Ruolan said: "You have to rest for the night first, the saint will come over tomorrow."
"Okay." Chu Li nodded.
Early the next morning, Li Ruolan and the saint came to the hut together. Just as Li Ruolan was about to say hello, the saint suddenly waved her jade hand.
Li Ruolan quickly shut her mouth and looked at her curiously.
The saint frowned: "I'm in samadhi again!"
Li Ruolan said in surprise: "He just came out last night!"
"It seems that it is not difficult for him to enter samadhi." The saint said calmly: "He is uniquely blessed by nature and has a pure mind. He is indeed a genius in cultivation... Just watch it."
"Yes." Li Ruolan said, "I wonder if I will practice for another twelve days."
The saint smiled faintly and disappeared suddenly.
When Chu Li came out of samadhi, another twelve days passed.
When he opened his eyes, he found that the saint and Li Ruolan were outside.
He let out a long breath, and Li Ruolan opened the door and came in, looking at him in surprise.
Chu Li smiled and said, "How long has it been?"
"Twelve days!" Li Ruolan said.
The saint entered the room with a faint fragrance, came to him, reached out and held his wrist.
A trace of cool breath penetrated into his meridians, not missing a trace of change. After a moment, she let go and nodded gently.
"Saint, how is the entry?"
"It's okay." The saint nodded lightly: "Continue to practice, don't worry about anything, just keep practicing in one breath and see how far you can get."
"Holy girl, is there nothing wrong with my health?" Chu Li scratched his head: "Why did I sit here for twelve days?"
"Continue to practice." The saint said: "I estimate that I will almost reach Xiantian in a month."
"Then when can we get to Tianwaitian?" Chu Li asked hurriedly. (To be continued.)