Early that morning, Xiao Yuan and Gong Qingyun came over. Li Muchan sat in the small pavilion without moving. When the two sat down, Li Muchan pointed at the small red clay stove.
The small red clay stove gurgled, white steam steamed, and the fragrance floated.
Xiaoyuan poured three cups of tea, handed it to the three of them, and said with a smile: "Zhanran, why are you keeping such a straight face? Is something wrong?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said solemnly: "I have a method that can help Senior Sister Gong."
"What method?" Xiao Yuan asked curiously, and Gong Qingyun also looked over.
Li Muchan said: "Buddhism has a method of empowerment, have you heard of it?"
"Initiation?" Xiao Yuan and Gong Qingyun looked at each other and shook their heads.
The method of initiation originated from the west of the Snowy Mountains. It is a secret method of supreme inheritance and slowly spread to the Central Plains. However, there are only a few people in the Central Plains who are proficient in this method.
First, the requirements for performing this method are extremely high, and few people can achieve it. Second, the Central Plains Buddhist tradition, oral teaching and secret transmission, does not follow this path.
Buddhism in the west of the Snowy Mountains is different from the Central Plains in terms of cultivation. It focuses more on the spirit and the body is rotten. Those old monks are often physically dry but strong in spirit.
Buddhism in the Central Plains absorbs the essence of Taoism, emphasizing not only the spirit, but also the body. The skin is a precious raft for crossing the river, which cannot be ignored. Taking care of both, naturally it is better to focus on one than the other.
Li Muchan explained, and the two women nodded.
Xiaoyuan tilted her head and asked: "Zhanran, do you want to use the initiation method to help us?"
Li Muchan nodded: "As for you, you are still a little behind, so please help Senior Sister Gong first."
Xiao Yuan pouted and hummed.
Li Muchan smiled, turned around and said, "Senior Sister Gong, you have been in over your head again in the past few days. This method is not recommended. Let nature take its course."
Gong Qingyun smiled, her haggard expression became more and more charming.
Li Muchan said: "The key to the success or failure of the initiation method is whether you can open your heart without any cover-up. If you can't do it, the initiation is useless."
Xiao Yuan smiled but said nothing, and Gong Qingyun blushed.
Li Muchan glared at Xiao Yuan, turned to Gong Qingyun and said: "Senior Sister Gong, when practicing the Dharma, don't treat me as a human being, but as a Buddha statue!"
Gong Qingyun hesitated for a moment and slowly nodded.
Xiao Yuan smiled again, looked at Li Muchan, shook his head and said: "I'm not an adult..."
Li Muchan glanced at Xiao Yuan, and Xiao Yuan quickly suppressed her smile, unable to hide the smile on her lips.
Li Muchan said: "Sister, let's start tomorrow... get up in the morning, burn incense and take a bath to purify your body and mind."
"Yeah." Gong Qingyun agreed.
The three of them talked for a while and practiced the Canghai Magic Kung Fu for an hour, and then went to the North Courtyard to practice martial arts. Li Muchan was still sitting at the stone table, watching the girls practice Kung Fu, but they still ignored him.
Li Muchan didn't care about others, and was immersed in the Nine Palms of the Sea. As he thought about it, the deeper he understood the Nine Palms of the Sea, the more subtle he felt.
The swordsmanship was slightly rudimentary, but far from perfect. He thought to himself that it would take a month to complete it.
Li Muchan's bedroom
Gong Qingyun was dressed in a snow-white Luo shirt, sitting calmly on the couch. Li Muchan sat in front of her, solemnly and solemnly, with his parallel fingers forming a sword, and his index finger pointed between her eyebrows, motionless.
Madoka sat aside and widened her bright eyes curiously.
At this moment, she felt that Li Muchan had transformed into a Buddha. He was majestic and tall and could not be looked directly at.
I thought he was joking, but she didn't expect it to be like this. Madoka was so surprised and had so many questions that she could only keep it in her heart, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Li Muchan's face changed color, slowly turning white, getting whiter and whiter. Finally, it became transparent, crystal-clear and moist, with a flowing brilliance.
It looked like a piece of white jade. Xiao Yuan's hands were itchy and she couldn't help but want to touch it to see if it had really turned into jade.
But I understand that I can't disturb you at this time, I can only restrain my itching.
Xiao Yuan felt that a long time had passed. She turned to look at the table and saw that only half of the sandalwood was burned.
Li Muchan slowly retracted his fingers, the luster on his face flowed, and slowly converged. He made a mudra with his hands, took a breath, and the luster quickly faded and completely disappeared.
Xiao Yuanming's eyes widened and she stared unblinkingly.
When Li Muchan opened her eyes, the golden light flashed away. She was shocked and felt her heartbeat stopped for a beat, her blood surged, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
She was about to speak when Li Muchan waved her hand to stop her.
The two quietly left the room, and Xiao Yuan whispered: "Is this the initiation?"
Li Muchan nodded and said in a low voice: "Well, it depends on Senior Sister Gong's understanding. Let's go out and talk."
"How long will it take for Sister Gong to wake up?" Xiao Yuan asked.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Maybe an hour, maybe a day, I can't say... you stay here and don't let anyone disturb her. I'll go to the martial arts training ground."
Xiao Yuan chuckled and said: "Zhanran, they are instigated by Senior Sister Yang and will not come to you. Just ignore them and see how long they can last!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay."
When he went to the North Courtyard martial arts training ground, no one paid him any attention. He simply closed his eyes and concentrated on thinking about the Nine Palms of the Sea and how to break them down one by one.
Two people appeared in his mind, one wielding a sword and the other wielding palms, fighting together. Their swordsmanship was fierce and varied, either the Zhenyue Eight Swordsmanship or the Tianshu Swordsmanship. They merged into one, moving freely and flexibly.
Over time, his understanding of swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds.
The palm technique is only the nine palms of the sea. It is simple and clear at a glance, but it is just right. It has the magical effect of turning decay into magic. It is effortless to meet the sword with the palm.
When others imitate like this, they can only truly imitate one person. It is very difficult to imitate two people, but it is not difficult for Li Muchan to do three things at once.
An hour later, he left the North Training Ground with a smile, went to Wuji Hall, picked up the broom at the door, and then swept his own steps.
Sweeping the stairs was a way to practice the Ruthless Sleeve. Every time he swept the steps, he tried his best to activate the Ruthless Sleeve, striving to maximize its power and bring out its subtleties to the fullest.
Now, with a flick of his broom, the five steps were clean in one go.
If there are six steps, it is impossible to control it finely. It is a challenge. He never tires of it and slowly increases the range of control. With a wave of the broom, he can clean hundreds of steps. This is his real skill.
He was sweeping the steps when he suddenly stopped, twisted around and looked down. More than a dozen people were slowly going up the mountain. In front of them was an old man with a green shirt and a tall figure with gray hair.
Li Muchan glanced at him and saw that the old man had a dignified appearance, but his face was gloomy and his body was filled with cold air. It was obvious that he was not a good person.
Behind him were a dozen young men, wearing sapphire blue gowns, and two women. They were of average-to-upper-grade looks, heroic, and considered beauties, enough to attract the opposite sex.
Ten young men, all with sparkling eyes and full of energy.
Li Muchan's eyes fell on a young man.
This young man has big ears and a fair complexion, like a piece of jade. His eyes are shining brightly. Although he is not tall, he looks calm and calm, with an extraordinary aura.
Li Muchan realized that among all the people, this young man had the deepest cultivation, even better than the old man. He was a person.
He speculated that this person's skill should be comparable to that of the second senior sister Xu Jingying.
As for Senior Sister, he is far behind. Senior Sister's skills are unpredictable. Without the King of Ming Dynasty, even a few of them tied together are no match for Senior Sister.
It's a long story, but in reality it was just a quick glance. He then continued to sweep the steps slowly, deactivating the Heartless Sleeve.
A group of people came slowly, he lowered his head and stepped aside to get out of the way.
More than a dozen people glanced at him and paused to look at him, perhaps surprised that the monk was there.
The old man said in a deep voice: "Little monk, is your master Zhuzhao, Tai, here?"
Li Muchan paid the tithe, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyelids, and said in a warm voice: "I wonder who among you is the master?"
The old man glanced at him and said coldly: "I have traveled thousands of miles around the empty island, and I came here to pay a visit to Master Zhuzhao!"
"It turns out he is an expert from Xiankong Island." Li Muchan said in agreement, smiling: "My leader is at the Wuji Hall, Senior Zhou, please—!"
The old man looked him over and hummed: "Thank you!"
After that, he flicked his sleeves and turned around. A dozen young people looked at Li Muchan curiously before following Zhou Wanli up the stairs.
The big-eared young man glanced at him, his gleaming eyes pointed at his polite chin.
Li Muchan watched them go up, frowning and wondering why the people on Xingkong Island were here.
I heard Master say that among the seven sects, Xianggong Island is the closest to Canghai Mountain. They are located in the vast South China Sea and there is no one to guide them. No one can reach Xianggong Island.
They have no worries, these people act without scruples, are cruel and ruthless, and are famous all over the world.
The Canghai Sword Sect and Xiankong Island are not in harmony and often have conflicts. The Canghai Sword Sect has outstanding martial arts and can overwhelm Xiankong Island. They have scruples but don't dare to go too far.
At this time, when they come to Canghai Mountain, there is a high probability that nothing good will happen.
Li Muchan shook his head and continued to sweep the steps, no longer using his ruthless sleeves, sweeping step by step slowly, with a leisurely expression. Looking from a distance, his back looked like an old monk.
Li Muchan was sweeping the steps while thinking about the Nine Palms in the Sea.
Unknowingly, when we reached the mountainside, someone from above suddenly called out softly: "Senior Brother Zhanran, Senior Brother Zhanran! The leader will let you pass."
Li Muchan looked up, and saw a slender girl standing on dozens of steps, with her back to the sun, her black shirt sparkling and swaying in the wind.
Li Muchan raised his voice and said: "Okay."
He took the broom and walked up slowly, one step at a time. The girl was so anxious that she stamped her feet and said softly: "Senior Brother Zhanran, hurry up!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "No rush, no rush."
The girl was helpless and stared at him fiercely.
She is an inner disciple, so she naturally knows about the North Academy martial arts training ground. She knows that senior brother Zhanran has an easy-going temperament and does not get angry easily.
Li Muchan slowly walked closer and said with a smile: "Junior sister Cheng, what are the people from Xingkong Island doing here?"
The girl said: "They are here to show off their power. The leader wants you to go over and see the martial arts of Xiankong Island."
Li Muchan nodded: "Junior Sister Cheng, is there a fight?"
"You're still talking, there's going to be a fight soon," the girl said.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "We haven't started fighting yet, so don't worry."
The girl gave him a fierce look, grabbed his wide sleeves and pulled him up, urging him in a hurry.
Li Muchan smiled and still let her pull him up. The little girl had a good temper, but she was a bit impatient. It would be difficult for the Canghai Shen Gong to reach the fourth level.