Li Muchan used his body skills to the fullest and flashed over thirty feet away. Concubine Xue felt dizzy and closed her eyes. When she opened them, they were already at the foot of Kankong Temple.
She looked up and saw four monks in black, surrounded by more than a dozen monks in gray. They were monks from Kankong Temple, and all of them looked bad.
Being bullied into asking for the ancestor's relics is tantamount to digging someone's ancestral grave. Even if they are monks and abstain from anger, they still can't help but become angry and murderous.
A burly black-robed monk stood up, tithing with an arrogant expression, and remained silent. He only fixed his gaze on Yuantong, his provocation clearly evident.
Yuantong was dull and calm, and he turned his head and said, "Junior Brother Yuanrong, take action."
The young monk on his left nodded and took a step forward. Suddenly, like a sword being drawn out of its sheath, a strong momentum poured out, overwhelming all the monks in the arena.
The monks in gray uniforms all took a step back, but the four monks in black stood proudly still, sneering at him sideways.
The young monk Yuanrong sneered, and Heshi announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha..."
The sound of "buzz" was like a big copper bell swaying in everyone's ears. The monks in gray swayed and trembled with the Buddha's name. At the same time, they put their hands together and declared in unison: "Amitabha!"
More than a dozen monks emitted qi from their Dantian, with essence and spirit contained in it. The Buddha's chant was deep and heavy, pressing towards Kankong Temple like rolling thunder.
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet echoed in the mountains, lingering endlessly.
Li Muchan's heart moved, this Kankong Temple really has some cultivation background, and this Buddha's name shows some skill. With his current cultivation level, a Buddha's name can shake people's hearts, and he can defeat others without fighting, but he has never used it.
Considered as useless.
It is only useful for people with weak willpower and superficial cultivation. For those with profound cultivation and strong will, it is just an ordinary Buddha's name.
After everyone proclaimed the name of the Buddha, their temperament suddenly changed, their expressions were solemn and solemn, their original anger was relieved, and their hearts were as unshakable as a mountain.
The expressions of the four black-clothed monks remained unchanged. They just lowered their eyes slightly, took off the Buddhist beads from their left wrists, flicked them a few times, and then opened their eyes again.
The monk in black sneered: "If you want to take action, do it. Why bother? Come on!"
The young monk Yuan Rong's expression became calmer and calmer, but his aura became stronger and stronger. The air was filled with cold air, as if he was in the cold winter weather.
Seeing this, the monk in black took a step forward, clenched his fist into a strange shape, and smashed it down like a hammer, followed by an angry shout.
The sound of shouting was like thunder, and everyone trembled involuntarily.
Yuanrong slowly stretched out his right hand, with parallel fingers like a sword, and pointed at the opponent's wrist.
The monk in black frowned and changed his moves. Although the opponent did not use a sword and only made gestures with his fingers, you could feel the sharpness from a foot away, which was no different from a real sword.
He was secretly frightened. He didn't expect that the opponent was practicing sword energy, which would be difficult to deal with. He had no advantage at all. His sword energy was the sharpest, and he was able to point out the Arrancar. He was powerful and fierce, so there was nothing he could do against this person.
The monk in black gave a loud shout, smashed his fist again, and Yuan Rong pointed lightly, forcing him to change his moves again, but he couldn't do it with all his strength, and he was very depressed.
Over and over again, the black-clothed monk was raging with rage, and suddenly he shouted loudly again, and his fist came to Yuan Rong's side with a "wu" sound, like a meteor streaking across, extremely fast.
Yuan Rong flipped his wrist, turning the sword technique into a hand knife, and slashed horizontally with his fist.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Yuanrong slid a foot away from the ground.
The monk in black, however, remained steady, his eyes glaring angrily, then he puffed up his chest and let out a loud roar, and rushed over with big strides. The wooden ground trembled, and he rushed over like a black bear.
Yuan Rong frowned, and pointed his fingers like swords at the black-clothed monk's forehead, but he blocked it with his palm, and hit him with another fist like a hammer.
Yuan Rong shuddered and hesitated, but was unable to avoid the fist. He was hit on the shoulder and was sent flying. Yuantong hurriedly floated into the air to catch him.
Yuantong lowered his head, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out an elixir and wanted to give it to Yuanrong. Yuanrong kept vomiting blood, but he couldn't take it.
The scene changed so suddenly that none of the monks could react. When they woke up, they saw Yuan Rong's figure trembling slightly, blood pouring from his mouth, and he was about to die.
"Master!" "Master uncle!" "Master uncle!"
The monks shouted loudly, staring at Yuan Rong nervously.
Another elderly monk stepped forward, stretched out his palm and pressed it into Yuanrong Tan, adjusting his body with internal force and taking medicine to stop the bleeding.
But when the internal energy was poured in, it was like water flowing into an empty bottle, with nothing to rely on. Yuan Rong was still spitting out blood, staining Yuantong all over his body.
The black-clothed monk was extremely powerful, and this punch was a solid blow. Although Yuan Rong had deep internal strength, he could not save his life. He saw that his breath was gradually weakening, and he was already dead.
Concubine Xue kept looking up and staring, and when she saw this, she quickly grabbed Li Muchan and said, "Li Feng, save people quickly!"
Li Muchan nodded, took her in his arms and appeared beside Yuantong, saying: "Master Yuantong, I know a little bit about the art of saving people, let me take a look."
Yuantong turned around, his expression still dull, but his eyes were bright and bright: "Donor Li?"
Concubine Xue said angrily: "Yuantong, please stop nagging. I just tell Li Fengxing. Don't delay any longer or harm your junior brother's life!"
Yuantong nodded slowly and sent Yuanrong to Li Muchan.
Li Muchan said: "Put it on the couch."
Yuantong hurriedly walked inside, but a voice came from behind: "Wait a minute!"
Everyone turned to look, but it was the short and sharp monk in black who was sneering proudly.
Yuantong slowly lowered his head and said, "You have won this round. Let's admit defeat. I'll settle my junior brother first and then compete in the second round."
The monk in black shook his head: "This can't be done. We are in a hurry and can't wait for you to waste time. Let's compete now. If we don't compete, we will admit defeat!"
The monks were furious. This guy was so abominable, he had no compassion for a monk at all!
Li Muchan frowned and glanced at the four of them, his face darkened. Concubine Xue tugged on his sleeve, her beautiful face showed a pleading look, obviously asking Li Muchan to take action.
If it was just Concubine Xue's request, he would have to agree or not. He would act based on his own judgment and no one else could interfere. But seeing how cruel the monk was, he had the intention to kill.
He flicked his sleeves and snorted: "Get out of here!"
A gust of wind suddenly surged from the ground, and the four monks in black were swept away and flew out of the corridor.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The four of them fell to the ground solidly.
If they fell from a height of ten feet, they would definitely be smashed into pieces, but these four people stood up unsteadily after falling to the ground.
Li Muchan was too lazy to pay attention, turned around and said: "Let's go!"
Yuantong and another old monk looked at Li Muchan in surprise.
Concubine Xue clapped her hands: "That's great. My eyes are finally clear. Yuantong, why are you still dawdling?"
Yuantong nodded hurriedly and walked in, thanking Li Muchan. Li Muchan smiled and shook his head without saying anything. He quickly entered the main hall and turned to the right, which was a Zen room.
There is only one bed in the Zen room, and a big word "心" is written on the north wall. Other than that, there is nothing else. It is extremely simple.
Yuantong gently put Yuan Rong down, and Li Muchan stepped forward, raised his fingers and slowly lowered them down, like a heavy object, but when he was on top of him, he suddenly moved quickly and quickly, and after a few quick strokes, he was light and swift and walked away as soon as he touched it.
As soon as he stopped his hand, the blood in Yuan Rong's mouth stopped immediately and he stepped back.
Yuantong hurriedly stepped forward and put the elixir into Yuan Rong's mouth. This elixir was so wonderful that it melted in his mouth. Yuantong breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he took this elixir, he could save his life.
Yuantong checked Yuanrong's pulse, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Li Muchan.
He bowed deeply: "Donor Li, this is truly a magical skill!"
Li Muchan waved his hand: "Master, you're welcome, who are those four people?"
Yuantong shook his head: "I don't know either. Judging from the situation, he is not from our Nanli country, wearing a black robe, but rather a monk from Dong Chu."
Li Muchan said: "Why do they want to see Master Xuefeng's relics?"
Yuan Chuang: "There is a magical method in Dong Chu that can seize relics for one's own use. It is very evil. Even in Dong Chu, it is a forbidden method. They must use this forbidden method."
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Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is there such a method?"
Yuan Pass: "This is a trick. The relics are condensed by the essence, energy and spirit. To them, it is no different from a panacea. However, they do not know that the essence, energy and spirit are as pure as one. It is difficult to truly integrate into themselves. Even if they integrate, there will be endless troubles.
Fell into the devil’s path.”
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and nodded: "If the owner of the relic had a deep cultivation level during his lifetime, and those who did not have enough cultivation level would not dare to use it, there would be backlash, wouldn't it?"
Circle Channel: “That’s how it should be.”
Li Muchan sighed: "Such a person is truly terrifying. He should be a public enemy of Buddhism."
"They didn't dare to mess around in Dongchu, so they came to us!" Xue Fei frowned and said with a sullen face: "These guys in the Shenyu Army are becoming more and more incompetent!"
The Shenyu Army is the border defense force, the best among the best.
Yuantong shook his head and sighed, and Li Muchan thought for a while: "Master, how are you going to deal with them?"
"Just drive them away." Circle Channel.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Master is a monk and is afraid of killing, but these people have fallen into the devil's way, why don't we eliminate the devil and defend the way?... Besides, if we don't kill them today, how many relics of eminent monks and great virtues will suffer?"
"Amitabha..." Yuantong nodded slowly: "It doesn't matter if the words wake up the people in the dream, let's take their lives to prevent them from committing sins again."
He turned around and said: "Xu Ming, go ahead."
"Yes, Master!" Xu Ming responded, turned around and walked out, and another old monk hurriedly followed.
Li Muchan said: "Their cultivation is not as good as Master Xuefeng, so why do they dare to take the relics?... It seems that there is someone behind it."
Yuantong slowly shook his head: "Alas... we are really ashamed of our teacher's teachings. Now we have not been able to learn a single bit of his skills, which has led to this disaster!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Master, why should I be humble? Let's just say Master Yuanrong. He has profound cultivation, but unfortunately his hands-on experience is too little, so he missed and was injured."
Monk Yuan Rong's inner strength was profound and his techniques were exquisite, which was better than that of the monk in black. Unfortunately, he suddenly lost. Li Muchan shook his head.
When walking in the martial arts world, everyone must have some killer skills and unique tricks, otherwise it will be difficult to survive.
Monk Yuan Rong only relied on tricks, thinking purely about winning with tricks, but he didn't think about the opponent's thoughts, so he took a risk and made a desperate move to succeed.
It seems that the monk in black has a narrow victory, but it is inevitable. If he goes back to the previous stage and tries it again, the monk Yuan Rong still cannot win because of his poor experience.
Yuantong sighed: "We only practice martial arts to strengthen our bodies. We don't want to compete with others. Instead, we will ruin our own Buddhist practice. Unexpectedly..."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master, practicing Buddhism also requires practicing martial arts, and protecting the Dharma requires martial arts. All Buddhist schools have Dharma protectors. Without Dharma protectors, how can we have a quiet place? Merely calming the mind is not enough. Besides, sitting behind closed doors is not true practice. You must go to
Only by going through many experiences in the world of mortals can one’s heart be truly firm.”
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After saying this, he immediately shut up and said that this has already been done. Buddhism needs to be transmitted from the heart, and the effect of oral teaching is really limited, so it is useless to say this.
Concubine Xue smiled and said: "Look at what you said, Li Feng, as if you are also a monk!"
Yuantong was thoughtful and nodded slowly: "Thank you, donor, for your advice."
"Li Feng, it's not like Kankong Temple doesn't have a Dharma protector. The Dharma protector hasn't come down from the mountain yet, right? Yuantong, why is your little junior sister missing?" said Concubine Xue.
Yuan Channel: "Junior sister is so quiet, she won't come down unless summoned."
"There is an invasion from a foreign enemy, why don't you send her here!" said Concubine Xue.
Yuan Chuangdao: "I don't want to disturb my junior sister unless I have to."
"You are a good senior brother!" Concubine Xue looked at him sideways and hummed, "Are you afraid of coming down to see me?"
Yuantong shook his head: "Why did Huaixue say this!"
Concubine Xue looked at him sideways and sneered: "I don't know you yet! You are too cautious, guarding against me is like guarding against thieves!"
Yuantong scratched his head, expressing his disdain.
Concubine Xue hummed: "If it hadn't been for Li Feng this time, your junior brother would have lost his life. How are you going to repay this kindness?"
Li Muchan turned his head and pretended not to hear.
Yuantong looked at Li Muchan in embarrassment. Seeing Li Muchan's behavior, he knew that the two of them were breathing out their anger from the same nostril, so he sighed helplessly: "I'll go and persuade the junior sister."
Xue Fei suddenly smiled brightly and slapped him on the shoulder: "That's right. Yuantong, you are purely an ox. You can't be beaten until you hit him!"
Yuantong shook his head helplessly and looked down at Yuanrong. In a moment, Yuanrong's pale face had turned rosy, and his breath was even and gentle.
Xue Fei waved her hand and said: "Yutong, go quickly, go quickly, he is fine!"
Just at this moment, he heard roars coming from outside. Yuantong was startled and hurriedly floated out, only to see a battle below. Monk Xu Ming and the old monk joined forces to deal with the combined attack of the four people.
The four black-clothed monks were crazy and attacked the two of them crazily. Their moves were fierce and fierce, and they went forward without any hesitation. Every move they made caused them to be destroyed, and they died together.
Li Muchan came out with Xue Fei. He frowned, and Xue Fei said: "What's going on? They can still take action, but you haven't dealt with them?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "What a powerful body-protecting magic skill."
After falling from a height of ten feet, they were still able to take action. They were obviously equipped with magical powers to protect themselves, but judging from their condition, they were already at the end of their strength.
Li Muchan sighed. They used the secret technique to stimulate their potential. They could not hold on for a short time. After all, it was too high here. Even with the magical power of body protection, their injuries were not light.
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Yuantong suddenly shouted: "Xu Ming, don't take them down yet!"
"Yes, Master!" Xu Ming responded hurriedly.
He took a step back, and the old monk stepped forward, waving his sleeves like a fan to keep the four monks away. Taking advantage of this moment, Xu Ming flew his hands and tapped his body several times.
His gray monk's robe suddenly rose up like a balloon, turned into a round shape in the blink of an eye, and then slowly fell down, finally clinging tightly to his body, revealing the strong outline of his body.
He shouted loudly, jumped up from the old monk's head with a stamp of his feet, landed behind the four black-clothed monks, punched out his right fist, and let out a "wu" sound.
Among the four black-clothed monks, Yuanrong, who had been injured earlier, punched out to meet him. The two fists collided in the air, making a muffled "bang" sound, like a hit.
Xu Ming turned back in the air, and the black-clothed monk slipped two feet backwards, leaving two long marks like carriages. He stared at Xu Ming in surprise with wide eyes.
He folded again in the air, rolled back, and rushed towards the monk again. The two fists met again. After a "bang", Xu Ming did a somersault in the air, and then dived over. The black-clothed monk stepped back a foot away.
Punch again.
The two of them fought hard, and amidst a series of muffled sounds of "bang", "bang", "bang", "bang" and "bang", the monk in black finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
Xu Ming did a somersault in the air, landed firmly behind another man in black, and punched him. The monk in black saw that the situation was not good and ducked away.
Xu Ming's fist suddenly lengthened, as if it had suddenly grown a length, as fast as a gecko sticking out its tongue.
"Bang" the black-clothed monk flew out with a powerful fist from Xu Ming.
Using rail-eye skills, the four monks were able to kill two of them. Xu Ming gathered his strength and rushed towards the other monk in black. He didn't even wait for him to punch, but he directly collided with him.
The monk in black wanted to avoid it, but Xu Ming was so fast that he couldn't avoid it, so he could only punch hard, and with a muffled "bang" sound, he flew out.
Xu Ming kicked his legs forward and rushed forward, punching the black-clothed monk in the air again.
Another old monk took advantage of the last monk in black to be distracted and hit him in the chest with his palm, causing him to spurt out blood and fly backwards.
In the blink of an eye, all four monks in black fell down.
Xu Ming immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and remained motionless. The monk's robes bulged, his hands slowly fell flat, and his face suddenly turned pale, like a piece of white paper.
Concubine Xue applauded when she saw it: "What an amazing little monk Xu Ming!"
Yuantong shook his head: "Xu Ming just took advantage and could not do it accurately. If donor Li had not taken action before, Xu Ming would not have been able to defeat them."
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, without refuting. The truth is indeed the case. The cultivation of these four monks is extremely profound. If he does not take action, with Xu Ming's kung fu, even if he uses the current secret technique to stimulate his potential, it will not be the same as these four.
Human opponents only seek death.
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Li Muchan turned around and said, "Huaixue, let's go."
"How to get there?" Xue Fei was startled and said, "I haven't invited that junior sister yet!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "There is a master behind these four people. If you invite that master away, what will happen if someone comes to attack Kankong Temple again?"
Concubine Xue thought for a while, sighed unwillingly, and glared at Yuantong: "Yutong, you should make some progress. Don't study Buddhism all day long. If you don't practice martial arts first, you can't save your own life, and you can't save yours."
Master’s relics, what’s the use of studying Buddhism?!”
Yuantong blushed and sighed helplessly.
At this time, he heard a bang, and Yuantong hurriedly turned around and walked back. He had already woken up.
Li Muchan said: "Let's leave. Staying here will only cause embarrassment."
Xue Fei looked at Yuantong, then looked around, and let out a long sigh, with a look of reluctance on her face. She didn't expect Zhenbai to come.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Let's go, I will protect you, why should you invite an expert!"
Concubine Xue glanced at him sideways: "Can I really rely on you?"
Li Muchan said: "Okay, it's settled this time. From now on until you return to the palace, I will always be by your side to protect you!"
Xue Fei suddenly smiled: "Really?"
Li Muchan said angrily: "When have I ever told a lie?"
Concubine Xue had a smile as bright as a flower, and her face was so radiant that no one dared to look directly at her. She took Li Muchan's big hand, smiled sweetly at him and said, "You are so kind!"
Li Muchan burst into laughter. The way she said this changed into that of an ordinary little daughter. She was rare and extremely cute.
Concubine Xue said: "Well, as long as you are here, even if you are an assassin, you don't have to lower your face to ask for help. Yuantong, I'm leaving!"
Yuantong rushed out from inside and said hurriedly: "What, Huaixue, you want to leave?"
Concubine Xue snorted: "What are you doing here if you don't go here? The vegetarian food in your Kankong Temple is really not that good, so I can't eat it!"
Yuan Chuangdao: "Don't worry, don't worry,... Donor Li, the late master has some works left behind. Donor Li is destined to have a good relationship with the late master. Why don't you take a look?"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly: "That's fine."
Xue Fei frowned and gave Yuantong a white look.
Yuantong turned around and said, "Donor Li, please come with me."
"I'll go too." Xue Fei said hurriedly.
Yuantong looked at her: "Huaixue, Donor Li wants to read Buddhist scriptures and clear his mind. You..."
"Lusuo, hurry up and lead the way!" Xue Fei waved her hand.
Yuantong looked at Li Muchan, who nodded with a smile. Yuantong shook his head helplessly and turned around to lead the way.
The three of them came to a main hall at the east end, pushed the door and entered the Zen room at the east end. What they saw was a big word "snow", and the smell of ice and snow hit their faces.
Li Muchan secretly admired it, seeing that this handwriting was written by the same person who wrote the three words "Kankong Temple". It was obviously Master Xuefeng, and his courage was even more amazing. It was not written at the same time.
There are wall-high bookshelves on the east and west walls, filled with books. Under the south window is a long square bookcase with three Taishi chairs arranged in front and back.
After Yuantong came in, he pointed around and said, "This is the master's usual residence. Although Kankong Temple is large, this is the only place where the master can stay."
Li Muchan said: "Do you come here often?"
Yuantong nodded: "Yes, the three of us come here every day to read Buddhist scriptures and study. Master's breath is still there, as if he has never left us."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "This is not your illusion, it is caused by the master's profound cultivation."
Yuantong was startled and looked at him in surprise.
Li Muchan thought for a while, shook his head and said with a smile: "I will naturally understand it when I cultivate enough. Now it seems to be magical and a bit mysterious, so I don't want to talk about it."
Yuantong no longer forced himself, knowing that Buddhism was indeed like this, he said: "Donor Li can look at the collection of books and works of our ancestors here. If it can be of benefit, that would be great."
Li Muchan nodded: "Okay, thank you, Master."
Yuantong left quickly, and Li Muchan came to the bookshelf, finally pulled out a thick silk volume, sat on the chair next to him and read through it.
Concubine Xue sat on another chair, shoulder to shoulder with him, resting her arms on the case to support her head, looking at Li Muchan with a crooked face, her bright eyes never leaving.
Li Muchan didn't seem to be aware of it and just let her read. His mind was calm and he soon entered a state of selflessness and completely entered the Buddhist scriptures.
This is handwritten by Master Xuefeng himself. The words are neat and beautiful, round and soft, and comfortable to read. All the words he wrote were derived from his own reading of the scriptures. It can be said that he wrote it by himself.
Li Muchan was immersed in such witty words, his mind was peaceful and his desires were gone. The attraction of the beauty in front of him also faded, and he could only read it motionlessly.
Xue Fei stared at him and kept looking at his face. The more she looked at it, the more strange it became. How come the facial features, which are obviously ordinary, have strange charm when put together. At first glance, they are ordinary, but they are easy to charm. The more she looks at them, But it becomes more and more moving and intoxicating.
Li Muchan was obsessed with reading, and Concubine Xue was obsessed with reading him. The Zen room was quiet.
In the evening, as the sun set in the west, the room dimmed. The red light filled the room and reflected the face of Concubine Xue. The white jade was smeared with a layer of rouge, making her look charming and beautiful.
She fell asleep on the desk, motionless, and Li Muchan watched quietly. Her eyelashes were exceptionally long and deep, and her nose was as soft and shiny as a jade tube.
Li Muchan's heart was shaken, and he reached out to touch her face, but he did not follow the mood. Instead, he stopped his hand, pulled her up, and said with a smile: "Let's go, it's getting late, we should go back."
"Yeah." Xue Fei rubbed her eyes, stretched her waist and yawned: "Have you finished reading?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Well, I have benefited a lot, and I am worthy of being a master!"
"Then let's go!" Xue Fei was still a little confused and walked out. Li Muchan followed her. After leaving the house, she closed the door, then left the hall and went to the corridor.
The two of them stood on the corridor and stopped, looking up to the west. The setting sun was like a fireball and the sky was like clouds, which was extremely magnificent.
The two looked at each other for a while, then Yuantong came slowly. Heshi bowed to them and said with a smile, "Donor Li, are you optimistic?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Thank you very much, Master."
Yuan Passage: "If Donor Li has not finished reading, you can come to our temple at any time."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "That couldn't be better!"
Concubine Xue gave him a white look and said, "Let's leave quickly."
Yuan Pass: "It's not too late to leave after eating fast."
"No need, I can't eat your food, so I'd better go back and eat!" Xue Fei waved her hands in a hurry and urged: "Li Feng, don't waste time, let's go!"
Li Muchan smiled apologetically at Yuantong, titheed him and left, but Yuantong did not force him to stay.
The two left Kankong Temple and quickly descended the mountain. Li Muchan was also eager to start practicing the Heart Sutra of Infinite Light.
This scripture is difficult and obscure, and it seems to be reasoning and going around and around. However, Li Muchan realized a way to cultivate his mind and wanted to try it to see what happened.
This requires setting one's mind to retreat, having a clear mind, and a peaceful environment.
The two of them soon reached the halfway point of the mountain. Where they parked, the carriage was still there, and the horses were grazing quietly by the woods, leisurely and contentedly.
Li Muchan tightened his hands and hugged Concubine Xue into his arms again.
Concubine Xue rolled her eyes at him and her face turned red, thinking that he was thinking of bad things again and would do them again. Her body suddenly became hot and her eyes were full of water.