White-Robed Chief

The two finally fluttered to the top of the mountain.

A small hut was built on the mountain.

Flowers and grass are planted around the hut, fences are around, and farm tools such as plows are hung on the wall, showing a strong atmosphere of life.

The two arrived at this little hut.

"This is where you retreat." Li Ruolan let go of him and pointed to the little hut.

"I live by myself?" Chu Li frowned. "I cook by myself?"

"Two meals a day, someone will bring them over." Li Ruolan said.

"That's good ..." Chu Lishu breathed.

Li Ruolan said: "You don't do light work now, so don't think of going down the mountain."

"I can't go down?"

"If you can go down, what kind of retreat?"

"Is there anyone else on this mountain?"

"Gone."

"No one speaks ..."

"Concentrate on practicing!"

"... Okay." Chu Li helpless diǎndiǎn head.

Li Ruolan said: "I will come over once a month to see your progress."

Chu Li suddenly smiled.

Seeing him so happy, Li Ruolan's tense face loosened: "If you want to be a disciple in Shanshan, you must reach the realm of heaven and earth as soon as possible.

"Girl Ruolan rest assured that I will work hard!"

"That's good, I'm leaving."

Li Ruolan waved her jade hands, fluttering away, like a white cloud falling slowly, disappearing in the depths of the clouds in a blink of an eye.

Chu Li turned to look at the little hut.

This thatched house is very small. It is not a normal three-room main hall, bedroom and study, but only one bedroom.

The wind blows his face like a knife cutting his face, but the flowers and grass in the railings bloom against the wind, showing their vigorous life. He feels a touch of cordiality, and he can't help but start.

The aura in all directions is cold and pure. This is indeed a blessed place for cultivation. No wonder it is called Xiaoguangmingfeng. It seems that he is treated well.

He came to the house along the gravel path, pushed open the house, and suddenly warmed ￠ → dǐng ￠ → diǎn ￠ → 小 ￠ → said, .2⊥3. ＠ o s _ ();

He looked in surprise.

The layout of the house is extremely simple. There is a stone couch, a stone-made Xuan case, and there are several books on the Xuan case. In addition, there is nothing else, it can be called rude, and life here must be boring. .

However, the warm atmosphere in the house originates from the stone bed and the stone-made Xuan case. They constantly emit heat, making the house warm as spring.

Chu Li's satisfied diǎndiǎn head, this room is indeed suitable for retreat.

The house is small and concise, the heart is quiet, and the warmth is like spring.

He sat inside the house, covering all six miles of the house, seeing every place, flowers, stones, even bugs under the stones, animals in the woods.

He didn't feel lonely at all.

His mind now rests on the Great Sun Rulai and the Great Light Sutra.

After all the hard work, I finally learned the Great Guangjing.

The Great Guangming Sutra is indeed an odd sutra. If you can practice the Great Guangming Sutra, the speed will be faster and the benefits will be great. You have to practice it anyway, so you will not waste time.

The mind entered into the void of the mind. Two Buddhas, which were larger than the small bright peak in front of them, sat on the lotus seat, printed their hands, chanted the sutras, and the sutras turned into lotuses, which fell on the two Buddhas. To make them more solid.

He completely forgot himself, not knowing the passage of time.

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In the evening, the setting sun turned red, and the small Guangming Peak was dyed red.

An old man in gray clothes fluttered, carrying a purple wooden box, like a leaf being blown to the peak dǐng by the wind, and came outside the little thatched house.

He put the purple wooden box outside the hut, his movements were very light, and he seemed to be afraid of being heard by the people in the room, and then turned away.

Early the next morning, he came over again with a purple wooden box and picked up the original wooden box.

He stunned when he mentioned it.

He has been delivering food to disciples for a few years, and he is very sensitive to the weight of the lunch box. By the weight, he can know how much rice the owner of the hut has eaten and how much he needs to open. But this time, he put down the box and opened it.

There are three layers inside, four dishes, one hot, one bowl of rice.

But there is no shortage of children. Obviously the owner of the hut did not eat. Is it nobody?

He stepped in front of the window and looked through the translucent glazed window and saw a young man in white sitting on the couch, motionless.

He knew that it must have been the other person's self-defeating practice, but he was not hungry.

For these geniuses, it is not surprising that such a thing happened, so he lifted the box and left gently, without disturbing.

When he came back in the evening, he found that the food hadn't moved yet, and he frowned. He changed quietly to a new one and still quietly left.

By the evening of the third day, the food had not been passive, and it had been three days without eating or drinking.

He did not have the right to open the door and could not disturb the master of the house to practice, otherwise there would be heavy penalties. Even if he was afraid, he would not do anything. He could only change the new lunch box again and take away the unmoved lunch box.

On the evening of the fourth day, when the sunset was about to fall, Li Ruolan fluttered in a white shirt and came out of the hut with a lunch box.

She gently opened the door, and found Chu Lizheng's hands were printed, and she was sitting on the stone couch, her face was kind and solemn, her ugly face was not so ugly, her temperament was calm and calm, as if nothing could shake.

She came to Chuli to observe, and found that he was slightly cold, his heartbeat was slow, and he took a long breath, which was ten times slower than ordinary people.

Her charming eyes opened slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

Then he was a little envious and sighed.

However, Zhao Dahe has entered deep meditation and has a very deep level of tranquility. This is the state and state that many people dream of, which is often unavailable. I never expected him to do it!

This state was reached for the first time, and it lasted for four days at a time. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a wizard!

The Great Guangming Scripture is extremely mentally exhausting. She is no longer in a hurry now. When she is practicing, she will be exhausted for up to six hours.

Her qualifications are already very good, and she can become an inspector at a young age.

Under normal circumstances, the three hours of disciples in Yamauchi are the limit. The energy can no longer be concentrated and cannot be visualized. It can only be recovered through sleep.

Deep meditation is an extreme state that can not be found ~ www.readwn.com ~ Cultivation in this state, one hour is worth ten hours.

Zhao Dahe practiced for three days and three nights in a deep meditation, which is almost worth four months of practice, which is amazing.

And he is a fellow initiate of the Bible, at least twice as fast as others, that is eight months.

If he came here twice more, it would be equivalent to one year of practice!

Li Ruolan originally thought that it would take him at least five years to think of Tiantiantian. Now it seems that if he keeps practicing this way, he can complete it in one year. This must be shocking!

Thinking of this, she gave birth to inexplicable excitement.

She stepped back slightly, for fear of disturbing and awakened Chu Li, exited the hut lightly, stood in front of the path, and stood for one night.

In the early morning of the next day, when the gray-clad old man reappeared, Li Ruolan had already woken up, and Yushou made a motion to signal him to be gentle and not move.

The gray-clad old man diǎndiǎn head, leaving the opportunity. (To be continued.)