After finishing his vegetarian meal, he looked at his best friend and pondered for a moment before saying,"Great Monk, it has been twenty years since we met. I have been good at fortune-telling all my life, but I have no martial arts skills at all. In this lustful martial arts world, how many people can remember my kindness of fortune-telling for them? Now, I've taken Li 'er as my disciple. Li' er is talented and intelligent, so I've already learned most of my skills in this month. The only thing I'm lacking is mastery. So I want you to teach him martial arts to ensure his safety in the future.”
Buxu looked at the Mud Bodhisattva and said," Mud Bodhisattva, I know what you mean. This is just a small matter. As long as you don't think my martial arts are weak, there won't be much of a problem." Leave everything to me."
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Uncle-Master." Lu Li was touched by their friendship and the kindness of the clay Bodhisattva. Lu Li had taken the Mud Bodhisattva as his master. During the past month, the Mud Bodhisattva had given him everything he had. Now, the Mud Bodhisattva had even found him such a master. Lu Li had to keep this kindness in mind.
Early the next morning, Lu Li came to the clearing of the Temple of Purity and waited for Master Buxu. Since he had decided to learn martial arts, Lu Li had to take it seriously. Although the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Force was created by nature, it was obviously difficult to cultivate. Even Shan Wuwei, the master of Tantra who created this kind of martial arts, had only cultivated to the eighth level. As for the ninth level, no one had ever seen it. Lu Li would not take it for granted that he could reach the ninth level. He did not even have high hopes for the eighth level. After all, he was not Shan Wuwei who founded the Tantra Sect. In this way, learning martial arts from Master Bu Xu had become a necessity.
Lu Li had arrived early. Although he admired Lu Li in his heart, he did not show it on his face. He still looked serious. "Martial Nephew, do you know the boundaries of martial arts in the world?”
Lu Li paid his respects to Buxu and said,""Uncle Master, Lu Li doesn't know."
"En, not knowing is not knowing. You must maintain this attitude in the future. You must not pretend to know what you don't know.”"Yes." "The martial artists in this world, excluding those who are not qualified, are divided into three major realms: Houtian, Xiantian, Grandmaster. Houtian cultivators are divided into four sub-levels: third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and peak. Xiantian cultivators are divided into three levels: refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, and refining spirit into virtual entity. As for the grandmaster, it's only a legend. He's a figure who has perfected his essence, qi, and spirit, but we can't come into contact with him.”
"Then what realm are you at, Uncle Master?”Lu Li asked curiously. Buxu smiled and said,"Senior Uncle is at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. You can be considered to be inferior to the superior."”
"What?!" Lu Li was surprised. This Monk Buxu was skilled in martial arts, but he was only at the peak of the Pre-Sky Realm now. The path of martial arts was indeed as difficult as climbing a mountain. But it should be so. He would be proud to reach the peak in the future!
"What realm is Xiong Ba of the Heavenly Union at?”Lu Li asked. He listened to Lu Li and gave him a meaningful look. Lu Li had learned about the grudge between Lu Li and Xiong Ba from the Mud Bodhisattva, but he did not have any objections. He was always the type of angry warrior. Otherwise, he would not have to face the wall and reflect on his mistakes in the Miyin Temple of Master Dukong. Therefore, if Lu Li wanted to learn martial arts and seek revenge, he would not have any objections. "This Xiong Ba should have already reached half a step into the realm of transforming energy into Qi. In short, Li 'er, you have to know that as long as you step into the Xiantian realm, you can go to most places in the world.”"Yes, Martial Uncle, Martial Nephew understands.”
"Alright, next, we will begin to cultivate martial arts. Since you are the descendant of the Yan family, you must have cultivated the Light Swallow Art very well. After you master it, you will focus on the outside. After you master it, you will reach the Grandmaster Realm. Now, we'll start with external practice. Learn from me…"
On the deserted Qingliang Temple, two figures, one big and one small, began to cultivate diligently.
"Master, are you really leaving?" At the gate of the Temple of Purity, it had been a month since Lu Li started cultivating. The Mud Bodhisattva finally decided to leave. He was not someone who could stay here forever.
"Li 'er, you have to train well here and listen to your Martial Uncle's instructions. I don't want to waste all my knowledge here.”The Mud Bodhisattva said to Lu Li. Lu Li finally nodded when he saw the desire in the Mud Bodhisattva's eyes. The Mud Bodhisattva had not been punished by the so-called heaven. He would never stay in the Temple of Purity. Lu Li could feel it. Therefore, after much consideration, Lu Li decided to let the Mud Bodhisattva leave. He would have to practice hard so that he could protect the Mud Bodhisattva from Xiong Ba in the future.
"Great monk, I'll leave Li 'er to you. You have to take care of yourself.”The Clay Bodhisattva looked at his best friend and said. Buxu patted the mud Bodhisattva's shoulder. Farewell was always the saddest thing.
Lu Li's eyes reddened as he watched the clay Bodhisattva walk away.
After the Mud Bodhisattva left, Lu Li's life returned to normal with a trace of sadness. He practiced martial arts with Buxu in the day and browsed Buddhist books in the Sutra Depository of Qingliang Temple at night. He could learn the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Force through these books. Although Lu Li studied hard on Buxu's martial arts, he never forgot that the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Force was the foundation of his life. Therefore, he spent the night cultivating the Dragon and Elephant Prajna. Fortunately, the Dragon and Elephant Prajna focused on the human body. Lu Li, who had been cultivating it for one night, was in high spirits the next day. Otherwise, he would not be able to endure the sleepless cultivation.
Buxu was very satisfied with Lu Li's study of Buddhist scriptures. He finally treated Lu Li as his own disciple and did his best, which was beyond Lu Li's expectation.
Time continued to pass. In Qingliang Temple, a young man was cultivating day and night with a green lamp and Buddhist scriptures. In the World Meeting, the three youths who had become Xiong Ba's last disciples overnight had their own thoughts as they cultivated. And in that inconspicuous corner of the factotum, there was a guy who would stir up trouble in the future practicing his family's martial arts...
In the blink of an eye, eighteen winters and summers had passed, and Qingliang Temple looked even more ancient and grand. "Martial Uncle, if Master comes back, please help me apologize to him.”Lu Li, who had grown into a gentleman, said to Buxu.
Looking at the disciple in front of him who was not a disciple but was a disciple, Bu Xu's eyes were full of pride." I understand. Since you are going down the mountain, you have to pay attention to the dangers of Jianghu. You are kind by nature, but you need to know the principle of punishing evil and promoting good. You must not be blindly good. It seems pedantic."”"Yes, Uncle-Master. This disciple will remember this.”"Let's go. Remember to come back and take a look.”
Lu Li put down the parcel and the bamboo stick with Canyang inside. He knelt down and kowtowed to Bu Xu three times before he turned around and left.
In the eighteen years of winter and summer, the most famous event was that the World Association was finally about to unify the martial world under the leadership of the three inner disciples of Guild Leader Xiong Ba Xiong. There was also the last disciple of the Clay Bodhisattva, Young Master Xiao Yao, who had gone down the mountain recently to cultivate the unique art of the Clay Bodhisattva. Everyone knew that the Mud Bodhisattva felt that the heavenly punishment had become harder to find. As his only disciple, Young Master Xiao Yao had become the primary target of those who wanted to steal the heavenly secrets. Unfortunately, no one had seen Young Master Xiao Yao's face before, so it was very difficult to find him. They only knew that Young Master Xiao Yao wore a green cloak, and nothing else.
Lu Li took off his cloak and put it aside. He then took out some rations from his bag and started eating. He was the one who released the news about him leaving the mountain. His purpose was nothing more than to attract the attention of these people to him so as to reduce the danger of the clay Bodhisattva. Lu Li knew that sores had started to appear on the Mud Bodhisattva's face. That was why he came up with this idea to attract the attention of others.
At this moment, Lu Li was wearing a green robe inside and a green brocade robe outside. His black hair was fluttering in the wind, but he looked like a gentleman. Over the past 18 years, with the help of the incomplete dragon pearl of the green python and the energy from the flesh and blood of the green python, as well as the Buddhist scriptures of the Temple of Purity, Lu Li had finally cultivated the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Force to the fifth level. He was half a step into the realm of transforming energy into Qi. However, due to the uniqueness of the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Force, he was still at the peak of the Postliminary Realm based on the martial arts and the Light Swallow Art. In addition, Lu Li's spear technique had become stronger with the help and support of others. He had created the 81 moves of the Azure Dragon Spear Technique by combining different spear techniques. It could be said that Lu Li was much more advanced than Feng Yun and the others.
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer. Lu Li put on a strange smile. He had been waiting here. Today was the day Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng would return to the World Conference after their victory. They had to pass through this road. Of course, Lu Li was here to see what Feng and Yun looked like. How could he not see Feng and Yun in the world of Feng and Yun?
"Eldest Senior Brother, have you heard the rumors that have been spreading in Jianghu recently?”Nie Feng, who was riding on a horse, was dressed in an extremely elegant manner. He was indeed a rare handsome man. Qin Shuang, who was in the middle, looked very attentive and serious. On the other side, Bu Jingyun really lived up to his title of the God of Death who doesn't cry. His naturally slightly curly hair, coupled with his cold and arrogant face, looked very annoying.
"Junior Brother Feng, are you talking about the disciple of the Divine Fortune Clay Bodhisattva, Young Master Xiao Yao?”Qin Shuang asked. The World Association was a powerful organization, so they were naturally very familiar with these matters. "That's right. I wonder what kind of person this Young Master Xiao Yao is. Speaking of which, when we became Master's disciples and he became the mud Bodhisattva's disciple, they were the two biggest incidents in Jianghu.”Nie Feng said with a smile.
"He's just a fortune-teller.”Bu Jingyun said disdainfully.
Swoosh!
As soon as Bu Jingyun finished speaking, a stone flew towards him at lightning speed!
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