Chapter 2583 Out of Phase (One More)

Monk Huiguang pondered and said: "The Marrow Cleansing Art is to transform your original cultivation, but this kind of transformation is not a bad thing, but to lay a firm foundation. You are the body of the soul lotus, and you already have a solid foundation, but it is not perfect. After practicing this Marrow Cleansing Art, it is possible to cultivate an impeccable body."

Chu Li smiled.

Monk Huiguang said: "Although your previous cultivation was not superficial, it was too mixed. Once you practice on this basis, you will become nondescript, and it will be difficult to achieve perfection in the end."

Chu Li said: "Yes."

Monk Huiguang sighed: "You have excellent aptitude and talent, so practice hard."

Chu Lihe tithe.

Monk Huiguang turned around and walked away slowly.

Chu Li came to the bed and sat down, and began to practice marrow washing formula.

The surroundings were quiet and no one disturbed him. He knew that Dingkong was doing morning class at this time.

The marrow washing formula is just a formula, which is concise and to the point.

But it is a difficult thing to do, it needs enough state of mind, no one has no self, no self, and forget yourself completely.

For those who lack the power of meditation or lack of concentration, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. The more you want to forget yourself, the more you will be distracted by sentient beings.

His meditation skill is very deep, and the realm of Buddhism is also very high, but it is easy to do this.

In the emptiness of self, I don't know the passage of time, I don't know the troubles in the world, everything turns into nothingness.

After a while, a strange force gushed out from the soles of his feet, warm and numb, breaking his calm state.

Distracting thoughts last a lifetime, and power disappears with it.

Chu Li secretly admired the mystery of this marrow washing formula, and the quick response, it can be said that the method is simple but effective.

He was immersed in nothingness again, and the strange force was born from the soles of his feet again, and then went up his legs, meeting the internal force in the acupuncture points along the way, and all of them were melted by this force.

The legs felt warm and harmonious, as if they had disappeared, and my heart was peaceful and happy.

Go up from the calf to the dantian, and quickly transform the internal force in the dantian into a warm force.

This force is getting stronger and faster, from the dantian to the chest and then to the neck, and finally stops at the center of the eyebrows, then goes back down and walks the previous path again.

His body was immersed in this warm power, as if soaking in a hot spring, even more comfortable than a hot spring, lazily warm, indescribably pleasant and refreshing, unable to extricate himself.

This force is slowly decreasing, getting weaker and weaker. Chu Li Dayuan mirror wisely observed that they are getting into the flesh and blood, then through the flesh and blood into the bones, and even through the bones into the marrow.

The bones under the wisdom of the big round mirror are as thick as flesh, and after these strange forces penetrated, the flesh turned into silver, shining brightly. After these forces completely melted and disappeared, the color of the bone marrow returned from silver to thick white, but it was already transparent. One point, one point brighter.

After an unknown period of time, he suddenly woke up.

There was a knock on the door, and he stepped out to the door and opened the courtyard door.

He found that his internal energy had disappeared, as if he had never practiced martial arts, but his body was as light as a feather, and his whole body seemed to lose weight, as if it had disappeared. He broke free from the shackles of his body, leaving only his soul, and his body moved when his heart moved.

He took one step, and actually stepped from the house to the door. This is not light work but it is better than light work.

Standing outside the door, Dingkong said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chu, I received the news that I will take you there for evening class."

Chu Li looked up at the sky, the setting sun was shining, and the afterglow dyed Tianxinyuan blood red.

Chu Lihe said: "Senior Brother Lao Dingkong."

Ding Kong waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

He suddenly took a look at Chu Li and stopped in his tracks: "Hey, your martial arts are gone?"

Chu Li nodded: "It has already melted away."

"It's time to start practicing martial arts so soon." Ding Kong sighed and said, "But as a lay disciple, you have to do morning and evening classes, it's really not easy."

He looked sympathetic.

He still feels that morning classes and evening classes are a great torture, and his life feels like years.

Chu Li smiled.

The two left Tianxinyuan and walked eastward, all the way to the front of the main hall.

There were more than 200 monks standing in front of the main hall, neatly lined up in several rows, all of them were wearing yellow monk clothes, spotless. Chu Li's clothes were still the original white robes, which looked particularly dazzling.

Chu Li didn't pay attention, and the monks around him didn't pay much attention either, with their eyes slightly closed and motionless.

Monk Dingkong took him to the back to stand still.

"Crack!" The sound of the incense board sounded.

The foremost monk climbed the steps slowly to enter the main hall, and then row after row of monks stepped up the steps to enter. Monk Chuli and Dingkong were the last to enter. The hall was already full of monks, all sitting on a yellow futon. .

Chu Li also sat down on a futon, and suddenly felt calm.

The atmosphere in the main hall is solemn and solemn, and the Buddha statue sitting on the northernmost side is shining with golden light.

And not only the golden light on the outside, but also the golden light on the inside. Under the wisdom of the big round mirror, his golden light emanates from the inside to the outside, illuminating the hall.

Under the golden light, Dayuan Jingzhi couldn't see the minds of the people around him clearly, and was so oppressed by the golden light that he could only look at the outside, not the inside.

Chu Li didn't know what kind of power this golden light was, but it was extremely strange.

"The Sutra of Infinite Life!" An old monk standing in front of the Buddha statue had white eyebrows and a baby-like ruddy complexion. His white eyebrows were like two long whisks, drooping down to his cheeks.

"Bang bang bang bang..." the wooden fish sounded.

All the monks opened their mouths to chant.

The chanting sound is uniform, filling the entire hall, everywhere.

Chu Li also recited the Infinite Life Sutra in a low voice.

He closed his eyes, but the Great Circle Mirror Wisdom did not go away, still looking at the monks and the old monk standing under the Buddha statue.

The old monk looked thin and thin, he was old and had no martial arts, but he was awe-inspiring and felt a bone-chilling chill. He obviously possessed amazing power, but it was hidden.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the old monk had no martial arts. Looking at his standing posture, he had never practiced martial arts at all, and he hadn't even practiced the superficial martial arts for physical fitness.

But such an ordinary old monk possesses earth-shattering power.

He suddenly looked up at Chu Li.

This glance was peaceful and calm, but Chu Li felt great pressure. Obviously, the old monk felt his own contemplation, which must be due to his strong spiritual power and subtle perception.

Chu Li's eyes suddenly froze, and he opened his eyes to look at a young monk.

The young monk's body floated up slightly, exuding cyan brilliance, standing in the void with his feet two inches off the ground, cyan brilliance lingering around his body.

The strange appearance of the young monk seemed to be an introduction, and then three monks appeared strange, one was lying horizontally in the air, with yellow light flashing all over his body, one was a halo of light on the top of his head, and the other was a flash of brilliance between his eyebrows.

These abnormalities are not observed by him with the big round mirror, but can be seen with the naked eye.

The old monk suddenly appeared around them, holding an incense board in his hand, and knocked heavily.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!" Four hits on their heads respectively.

They immediately returned to their original state, the light dissipated, their bodies stood upright on the ground, and they continued to concentrate on chanting, as if there had never been any abnormality.

The old monk returned to the Buddha statue and continued to knock on the wooden fish.