My law is immortal

() In a blink of an eye, January has passed. Li Yi learned from the experience of failing to absorb Qi into the body last time. Before practicing, he locked the door of the room tightly. True Qi is brought into the body and condensed in the dantian.And after incorporating the first ray of zhenqi, this guy with unparalleled natural aptitude and all-knowledgeable meridians actually improved his cultivation speed by leaps and bounds. The zhenqi that ordinary people can only absorb in three days of meditation, this guy actually only needed one night.

If Zhang Xuan, the national teacher, sees this growth rate of true energy, he will definitely be terrified, because the speed at which this guy absorbs true energy has reached the absorption speed of the initial stage of foundation establishment when he first started practicing, and the body When the true qi reaches the middle stage of condensation, it has already reached the growth rate of true qi in the middle stage of foundation establishment-this speed of absorbing true qi seems to be a whole realm faster than ordinary people!

You know, this speed of absorbing spiritual energy can no longer be said to be the speed of the wind, but... the speed of a madman.

So no matter how lazy Li Yi was, with the faster and faster speed of absorbing zhenqi, the zhenqi in his body gradually overflowed.Speaking of which, now he can be regarded as a half-cultivator who has stepped into the late stage of Qi Condensation.

During this time, Li Yi also inquired about Princess Yu's suitors from the servant girl Lian'er. Among them, there was actually a great talent, whose surname was Wang Juxian. It is also well-written, and is quite famous among the ruling and opposition parties.

Outside the imperial city, Li Yi followed the third prince in a tall carriage inlaid with gold and jade, and brought dozens of guards, and headed for Longran Mountain mightily. The motorcade was driving on the official road, and passers-by would point their fingers at them from time to time. , exclaimed in the mouth: "Tsk tsk, this Peony Poetry Fair, as expected, all the relatives of the emperor came here. This is already the No. 17 motorcade. If we climb any high branch..."

"When we hoe the grains at noon, the sweat drips down to the soil. Who knows, who knows that the grains are bitter, they are all on the plate..." The childish voice of the third prince kept coming from inside the carriage.

In the carriage, Li Yi stared, without any sense of being a courtier, and reprimanded impatiently: "Who knows what's on the plate! Why are you so stupid, this poem, I could fall down when I was five years old Recite like—ahem, I wrote it when I was five years old!"

"Ah, I got it! Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is not bitter..."

The two taught one another, and the time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, the convoy had already arrived at the foot of Longran Mountain, which was more than twenty miles away from the capital. From a distance, the mountain was green and green. Imposing, but undulating, it is not only like a traveler with a long way to go, taking firm steps towards the distant sky, but also like a giant dragon perched on the ground, ready to rise into the sky at any time.

A temple on the mountainside is hidden among the shadows of the trees. The incense in front of the temple is not in full swing like other places, but faintly swaying with the mountain wind, lingering, and diverging from the blue tiles and white walls. With a simple detachment.

At the moment at the foot of Longran Mountain, because the core figures of the entire Han Dynasty are here, there is a guard at three steps and one sentry at five steps. , Check and interrogate the people who come and go up the mountain one by one.

Today's Longran Mountain is strictly guarded. If there are a few assassins who casually assassinate one or two high-ranking officials in Huayan Temple, the world will be in chaos, and the head of the forbidden army commander will be lost.

Li Yi has the identity of the prince's accompanying student, so he passed the "security check" easily, and followed Liu Che along the undulating bluestone slab paved mountain road, slowly walking towards Huayan Temple.

After working for about an hour, the third prince was already exhausted and out of breath, complained that he was so hot, and complained: "My father ordered before that everyone who came to participate in the peony poetry meeting this time, no matter men, women, old or young, must Hiking, it's exhausting me..."

"Exercising and exercising is good!" Li Yi's true qi in his body has reached the late stage of condensing qi due to many days of "hard work", and his body is naturally much better than that of the third prince. exhausted.

Just after saying this, he followed the mountain road, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

What appeared in front of me was a rather miraculous scene. The originally long and slender mountain road in front of me seemed to be suddenly widened by someone with great magical powers. The road paved with short bluestones was replaced by large pieces of granite. These large pieces of granite were polished quite flat, forming a huge square platform about [-] meters long, with some wild flowers fluttering in the wind around the platform.

At the end of the heavily guarded platform, a quaint temple stood there quietly. In front of the door, two intellectual monks wore green robes and stood quietly under the gate of the temple that had been traced by years. This scene made people feel restless because of mountain climbing The hearts of the people suddenly calmed down.

"Oh! It's here!" Liu Che thumped his sore legs twice, tried his best to move the last two steps onto the platform, and grinned excitedly.

"Little monk, quit being idiotic, please also invite the third prince to come with this little monk." The little monk who was talking was white and fat, and looked quite cute at the age of about ten years old. The two entered Huayan Temple.

Entering the gate of the temple, there is a large courtyard. On the opposite side of the courtyard, a grand hall stands beside the mountain. There is a large plaque on the top of the hall, which reads: "The Hall of Great Heroes". There is a couplet on each side, forming a Buddhist proverb. It is: "When sentient beings become Buddhas, all sentient beings are Buddhas; after all dharmas are realized, they begin to know that all dharmas are not empty."

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a three-legged tripod carved with dragons and phoenixes burning with high incense, and dozens of incense burners are placed on both sides of the incense burner. Everyone.

As for the talented scholars who come here to write poems and commentaries, they don’t have the treatment of sitting high. They all stand under a thick banyan tree on the right hand side of the door, and dozens of people form a circle, discussing in low voices. What.

The two walked over under the guidance of the little monk Jie Chi. The third prince was led to sit down on the side full of royal nobles, while Li Yi stood beside a group of literati, listening to the whispers of the people beside him from time to time. tout.

"Brother Zhao has thousands of volumes of poems and books in his belly, and this time he will definitely be hand-picked by the emperor's imperial pen. Maybe it will be the same as when Princess Yu bestowed a marriage on him back then, and he will randomly order a princess to give Brother Zhao..."

The person called Brother Zhao was dressed in white clothes, with a thin body and a pale complexion. When he heard the compliment, he immediately turned pale, and responded in a low voice: "Hey, brother Li is too famous, too famous! You are the one The real talent is so high, tsk tsk, but Princess Yu is such a peerless beauty, it's a pity to marry such a dude from the Li family... ".

"Cut, just this board, that is, a bastard who spends all day in Yihong Courtyard, dare to call me?" Li Yi stood aside and heard this, squinting, but didn't intervene-you know, two generations There is naturally a "generation gap" between the "young man" who is a man and the many talented scholars around him.

"Look, isn't that Prince Wang!" The talented man surnamed Zhao who was still secretly proud just now raised his finger to the door and exclaimed in surprise.