Mei Ruolan took it, turned it over, looked at it, thought about it, picked up the pen, swiped it, and said: "These are these three words!"

Li Muchan took it and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Purple Yang Monument..., this is a weird name."

"Maybe it's a rubbing somewhere." Mei Ruolan said.

"Okay, please read the details carefully. You have a high level of understanding and you might be able to figure it out. If you can't, just go to the Jade Immortal Sect." Mei Ruolan smiled half-heartedly.

Li Muchan chuckled, vaguely understanding Lin Qiongying's thoughts.

Once this scented bait comes out, how can I escape?

He picked up the plain paper and suddenly became angry. He didn't believe that he could not understand these twenty words based on his own knowledge. Besides, he had a clear view and could try to run it by himself.

"Miss, do you have a Taoist scripture?" Li Muchan asked.

Mei Ruolan nodded: "Well, I have a few Taoist scriptures."

She stood up and came to the couch, bent down and opened the small cabinet in front of the couch, took out a few books and handed them to him: "Take a look, maybe you can really understand something."

"Thank you, Miss." Li Muchan nodded and took it politely.

Mei Ruolan went down, and Li Muchan sat in the carriage, muttering these twenty words, frowning and thinking, thinking about what exactly it was.

Lower the heart, sink the qi, and focus. If you look at it, he understands it very well. He knows how to do it, but the joints are blurred. Lower the heart. Where does it go? Where does the sinking qi sink? Where does the Shen focus go?

at.

In the practice of martial arts, a slight difference can make a difference of a thousand miles. If you make a mistake and go crazy, your martial arts will be useless and your life will be in danger.

Kanli, Longhu, didn't quite understand, so he opened the Taoist Scriptures and read them carefully.

The carriage stopped and the camp was set up. He never showed up. He had been studying several volumes of Taoist scriptures. By dinner time, he finally figured it out.

After understanding these two words, he had a hint of spiritual enlightenment and felt that he understood what was going on.

After a quick meal, he told Mei Ruolan, left everyone, and took Xiao Yuan to a forest. He cut down a tree and made a bed, and the two of them sat on it.

Xiao Yuan was quite unhappy and ignored him, pouting and snorting from time to time.

Li Muchan concentrated on these twenty words. He just smiled and didn't waste any words. He quickly crossed his legs and fell into meditation, entering the world inside his body.

The heart descends and the energy is concentrated, condensing in the Dantian, silent and motionless. Slowly, the mind and breath blend together, in a trance, as if there is nothing.

Li Muchan's mind was strong, pure and calm, and he reacted quickly. Suddenly, in a trance, a flash of inspiration appeared, like a grain of millet.

After a moment, the light spots like millet grains exploded and turned into a spiritual light. Suddenly, the Dantian vibrated, like a roaring wind, whining, almost blowing away the mind.

Li Muchan's mind was like a dragon, and he stood still, facing the mighty wind. Two balls of fire came out of his kidneys and surged forward. The wind helped the fire and almost burned him to ashes.

Li Muchan's mind was calm and unhurried. When he was meditating, he saw countless strange phenomena and remained calm, which is why he was able to reach the current state. If he was a little negligent, once he lost his concentration, he would have turned into rotten wood long ago.

Although the wind and fire were blowing, he remained motionless, his whole body relaxed, his mouth was full of saliva, so he swallowed it gently, and his mind followed and fell into his Dantian.

Just spit, and wind and fire intersect with it.

"Boom..." His whole body shook, like a spring thunder exploding in his ears.

Suddenly, the pores all over the body were pierced, the joints were opened, and the beauty was unspeakable.

A ball of hot air flew out of the Dantian, as hot as fire, and went straight up along the Du Channel, passing through Baihui. Baihui suddenly opened up, and a drop of nectar fell down.

The nectar blends with the Qi and turns into a light spot, the size of a millet grain, falling into the Dantian.

This light spot, which is about the size of a millet grain, falls into the dantian and continuously absorbs the true energy of the dantian. In a blink of an eye, it condenses into a round bead the size of a thumb, glowing with light purple.
Chapter completed!