Snow covers the mountains in December.

Mu Dianke wrapped in a thick quilt, sat on the slump, and read the Buddhist scriptures that had been brought out of the sixth book hole.

I can't read it.

She felt that her heart was not sincere enough, so she gritted her teeth, got out of the bed, and meditated in a cold cellar-like library hole, and pondered.

This month, the temples are peaceful, and the rivers and lakes are eventful.

Tang Yinong retired, and his niece Tang Ning took over the position of head of the Tang family; Qian Wanxing died violently, the sons fought, and in the end, it was Qian Yuyi, who had been unknown, who won and became the next leader of the Wanxing Gang; After more than a year of infighting, the Kunlun faction finally settled down, and the new Kunlun lord was the abandoned son Jiang Song, who was expelled from the Chang'an Jiang family many years ago, that is, Jin Yanchen's friend for many years.

There is still no news from Jin Yanchen.

After Mu Cangping gave up the position of alliance leader, he was not idle.

Since October, the border countries have frequently sent challenge letters to the Southern Dynasties, saying that they want to see the style of the Central Plains martial arts, but in fact they want to frustrate their spirit.

The northern country, Yan country, west, northern Liang and other countries sent to Jiankang are among the best masters in their own countries, and the Southern Dynasty did not dare to take it lightly, and sent important ministers to Luoyang to welcome Mu Cangping into Beijing.

One after the other, from the end of November until the spring of the following year.

This year's spring is extraordinarily long, the peach blossoms are exhausted, the plum blossoms are blooming, and the fragrant flowers last until the end of April, and Mu Dianke is still reading Buddhist scriptures.

She hadn't slept well in months.

She was so drowsy that day that she stopped studying, and ran to the catalpa forest, leaning against a big tree to listen to the sound of the waterfall.

I really fell asleep.

She also had a dream in which she was barefoot catching fish in a lake. A huge carp was caught in her hand and struggled desperately, she threw it up, and the carp jumped into the lake, making a big splash......

And she awoke.

It was noon, and a cicada above his head was screaming happily, and the Lingtai was clear.

She got up and went straight to the library.

The prohibition of the last cave seemed to disappear, and one cave and three caves were passed into it unimpeded.

Strangely, this cave is not like the first six book holes, which are full of bookshelves and empty.

Mu Dianke went out and lit an oil lamp, and when he looked at the palm lamp against the wall, he saw that the walls of the three grottoes in a cave were covered with countless chaotic lines.

There are thick and fine, different shades.

or light, or dignified, long and short are mixed and unorganized.

Looking at the line marks, it should be someone holding a sharp weapon such as an iron file, and occasionally carved it with a very strong finger.

At first glance, it looks like sword intent, but on closer inspection, it doesn't look like anything.

I can't see anything.

The light rippled on the wall, and Mu Dianke felt that his brain was also rippling, and even the stone cave was spinning.

He hurriedly blew out the oil lamp, came out against the wall, sat quietly and chanted for a while, and then went to fetch spring water to wash his face, and the disgust in his heart disappeared.

It's weird.

She was born with a non-belief in evil, and she firmly believed that there was a hole in the stone wall, so she still insisted on going to see it every day.

When I was dizzy, I sat on the contemplation for a while.

Sometimes I go to the first few caves to read a book.

In this way, it took half a month to grit my teeth. From the beginning, I could only hold on for a moment, and then I was able to stabilize for half an hour, an hour, and finally I was able to stare at the stone wall all day and all day long.

She was beginning to see some coherent lines in the stone walls.

Later, the lines are joined into simple patterns.

With divine help, her brain spun faster and faster, and her spirit surged, and the broken patterns were finally put together.

The lines are dislocated and superimposed in front of you, and finally clearly reflected on the stone wall are lifelike and vivid little people who meditate and practice.

It turned out to be the inner strength of the mind.

Mu Dianke's martial arts endowment is much higher than his talent in other aspects, and after holding the lamp and observing it, he found that the exercises of the three caves are a set. The shape of the first cave is slightly different from the last two caves, taking yang and nourishing yin, which is the first half of the set; The last two caves are full of yang and do not repel femininity, which is the second half of the set.

It should be the practice of raising the moon and raising the sun as mentioned by Chang Qianzhu.

She had mixed feelings.

I didn't expect Chang Jihai to treat him with courtesy, and it was such a generous gift.

If you practice the exercises wrongly, you will suffer a great loss to your body. However, out of trust in Chang Qian's Buddha and grandson, she did not hesitate for a moment, that is, she sat cross-legged in the cave and practiced with the portrait on the stone wall.

At first, there was no change in the body.

Until one day half a month later, she was sitting on the Guanxin Ping eating peaches, and suddenly felt a warm and cool air flow slowly rising from the dantian, long and abundant, gradually penetrating into the limbs, running back and forth along the tendons and veins of the whole body, and there is a tendency to become more and more full.

This feeling is not unfamiliar.

At that time in Chuzhou, she was wounded in a battle with the royal army and Mumen, and Chang Qianfo crossed her internal force to draw out turbidity for her, and had a similar experience.

As Chang Qianfo said, the practice of Changjiabao is important in the word "enlightenment", not through ten years can not advance an inch, once enlightened, you can be thousands of miles away.

And she's not groundless.

Chang Qianfo lost to her two times in total.

Once after she broke her heart, Chang Qianfo gave her eighty or ninety percent of her internal force, although she didn't know exactly how to use it, but such a full and abundant internal force circulated in the body, coexisted for many days, and somewhat established some induction.

Then it was in Chuzhou that he used exercises to guide her to merge with his internal strength on the battlefield, and the breath interacted to cultivate together. Perceptually it is more intense.

In other words, she had already felt and used it before she knew Changjia Gongfa.

With these two experiences, it is much easier for her to practice the inner strength of the Chang family, just like standing on the shoulders of Chang Qianfo to reach the fruit on the tree.

Thanks to her vivid memories, the images in the cave seem to be engraved in her mind, and she doesn't have to stop to look at them while practicing, so she can concentrate on them.

After practicing for less than three days, the breath of the moon has been raised, the breath in the cells is full, and the dantian moves slightly, as if there is a sound.

The warmth is gone, and only a piece of warmth remains.

She knew that she had directly passed through the Moon Gate Pass, and then began to give birth to the rest of the day.

The sun and the moon are different, if the moon breath is rich and abundant, rushing through the body, people can not be ignored, then the breath of the sun is like the sun shining, everywhere, and moisturizing things silently.

She felt that her ruined organism was like a dry desert, absorbing the gander in a steady stream, reviving, rejuvenating, and vibrant......

Suddenly burst into tears.

When she learned that her martial arts were lost, she didn't feel too depressed, but more rejoiced in being reborn after the catastrophe and regaining what she had lost.

But she still didn't want to be a weak burden.

Let my brother worry about it, and let Chang Qianfo suffer.

Or, she didn't even dare to go to Chang'an to light a lamp on Aku's grave, because of her own powerlessness, she didn't know how much she would be implicated.

In this way, I practiced and recuperated, read Buddhist scriptures and Taoist treasures, and half a month passed, and it was the middle of June.

Her old illness is gone, and her force is still stronger than before.

There are a large number of martial arts classics in the fifth library cave, internal and external skills, swordsmanship, fist and leg techniques, all kinds of colors. It is a temptation that martial arts practitioners can't resist.

These were all defeated by the desire to urgently see Chang Qianfo.

It's been eight months since she went up the mountain, and the Spring and Autumn Stone has been carved densely with a total of 593 lines, and she hasn't seen Chang Qianfo for 593 days.

At a moment when she was tired of reading, in every trance of looking at the mountains, the clouds and the sunset, the thing called missing, like a tarsal worm, shouted in her body all the time, reminding her of her existence.

She misses him.

I want to walk down the mountain one day, and say to him with a smile, I'm out, you can take me home quickly.

Now that she's succeeded, she can't wait any longer.