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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 day by 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 estimated that it was even as good as someone else's two years of hard training. This was such a terrifying cultivation efficiency. Even if she was as talented as a saint, she might not be so amazing.
She was vaguely worried. Could this Zhao Dahe be the reincarnation of an eminent monk from the Vajra Temple? Otherwise, how could we have such profound meditation skills and such strong spiritual power to support our practice for so long
Then he rejected this idea. How could a saint as wise as the saint not predict this? If it was really the reincarnation of a senior monk from 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 practicing the two classics together will not consume energy? Will it replenish 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 hurriedly clasped her fists and pointed into the hut without speaking.
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 and disappeared in a flash, appearing a hundred meters away.
Li Ruolan fluttered 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 any extraordinary qualities, 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 the Vajra Temple are famous for their indifference. They are aloof from the world and regard all living beings as ants. Because they are destined to become Buddhas, they take very little care of the life and death of all living beings. As everyone has their own destiny, they will not force it. Change is entangled in cause and effect. Mortals are afraid of consequences, but they are afraid of causes.
"I just didn't expect him to be so powerful, ten days." Li Ruolan sighed softly.
She couldn't even imagine it. Practicing for ten days at a time was so simple and unimaginable that it was unbelievable.
She whispered: "Could it be the work of that relic?"
The saint shook her head. The relics were not that 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 though the door of the hut was not open, she was 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.
After a while, she reached out and gently took out the relics in 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 lightly, 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 the relic had any effect.
"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 set.
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 from inside, and then the sound of footsteps.
She stood up immediately and pushed the door open.
Chu Li was sitting on the ground, stretching, 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 to bring the lunch box in, put it on the 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 certain 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 hard look and didn't ask any more questions to avoid getting angry.
It was obvious that Zhao Dahe had entered the deep meditation in a daze, and could not explain any reason, so he 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.
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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 him."
"Yes." Li Ruolan said, "I don't know 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.
"Holy girl, 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."
"Saint 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.) Mobile phone users please visit m.read for a better reading experience.