Chapter 778
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Four days, five days, six days, seven days, eight days, nine days, ten days.
Li Ruolan sat on a cattail hassock in front of the thatched cottage. She held a lunchbox and ate slowly without making a sound as she was afraid of disturbing the people inside the cottage.
As the days passed, she became more nervous and attentive. She dared not be careless as she was afraid that someone would disturb her.
She knew that the wind was howling and the surroundings were not quiet. However, she still subconsciously made no sound as she was afraid that she would disturb Chu Li and disrupt his deep meditation state.
She knew that the longer one cultivated the Great Light Scripture in one go, the more benefits one would reap. The difference between cultivating for twelve hours in one go and cultivating for twelve hours in two days was like heaven and earth.
Chu Li cultivated for ten days in one go. She wondered how far he had advanced.
She estimated that it was equivalent to two years of hard work for others. What a terrifying cultivation efficiency this was! Even a talented Saintess would not be able to achieve such a shocking result.
She was slightly worried that Zhao Dahe was the reincarnation of a high monk from the Titanium Temple. Otherwise, how could he have such a profound meditation technique and such a strong spiritual force to cultivate for such a long time?
She immediately denied this thought. How could a wise Saint not know about this? If he was the reincarnation of a high monk from the Titanium Temple, he would not be able to hide it from the Saint.
She could not imagine how strong Zhao Dahe's spiritual force was to be able to cultivate for ten days.
Could it be that cultivating two people at the same time did not consume any spiritual force? Could it be that it could replenish one's spiritual force?
A faint fragrance appeared in front of her nose. She quickly looked up and saw that the Saint was already standing in front of her.
She quickly gave a fist salute and pointed into the thatched cottage without saying a word.
The Saint wore a snow-white gown and a white veil that covered her face. Only her beautiful almond-shaped eyes could be seen as she calmly looked into the cottage.
She waved her hand and disappeared from the spot, reappearing a hundred meters away.
Li Ruolan fluttered over to her. "Saint."
"Ten days?"
"Yes."
"He hasn't eaten or drunk anything?"
"Yes."
The Saint pondered.
Li Ruolan asked curiously, "He won't be in danger, right?"
The Saint gently shook her head. "It's a rare opportunity … If he's not extraordinary, the monks from the Titanium Temple won't help him. Do you think they're really compassionate and charitable?"
"That's true." Li Ruolan nodded.
The monks of the Vajra Temple were famous for their coldness. They were detached from the world and viewed all living beings as ants. This was because they were destined to become Buddhas. They were indifferent to the life and death of all living beings. As the saying went, everyone had their own fate. They would not forcefully change it as they would be entangled by karma. Mortals were afraid of the consequences, but they were afraid of the causes.
"I just didn't expect him to be this powerful. Ten days." Li Ruolan sighed softly.
She didn't even dare to think about it. Cultivating for ten days in one go was unimaginably simple and unimaginable.
She whispered, "Could it be the work of that relic?"
The Saintess shook her head. The sarira did not have such a magical effect, otherwise, the monks of the Titanium Temple would not need to cultivate so hard.
"I'll go take a look." The Saintess disappeared and reappeared in the thatched cottage.
The door of the thatched cottage wasn't opened. She was also proficient in the art of walking through the void, which was similar to God's Feet, Yet Worlds Apart.
She stood in front of Chu Li and was very close to him.
A moment later, she reached out and gently took out the sarira from the cloth bag. She realized that there was nothing unusual about the sarira, so she simply held it in her hand. She noticed that his breathing was slow, his body temperature was lower than ordinary people, and his heartbeat was slow as well. It was as if he was in hibernation.
She nodded slightly and disappeared in a flash, reappearing a hundred meters away.
Li Ruolan asked, "Is he alright?"
The Saintess shook her head. "He can still hold on for a while."
She handed the sarira to Li Ruolan. "Return it to him when he wakes up."
Li Ruolan nodded. She understood that the Saintess wanted to test if it was the effect of the sarira.
"Let me know when he wakes up," the Saintess said.
She then disappeared.
Li Ruolan continued to sit on the cattail hassock in front of the thatched cottage and watched over Chu Li.
Eleven days. Twelve days.
On the evening of the twelfth day, the sun was setting.
Li Ruolan took the lunchbox and the grey-robed elder fluttered away.
Just as she was about to open the lunchbox to eat, she suddenly heard a long exhalation, followed by footsteps.
She immediately stood up and pushed the door open.
Chu Li had just landed on the ground and was in high spirits as he stretched his body.
When he saw Li Ruolan, he was pleasantly surprised. "Miss Ruolan? It's been a month? "
"Do you know how long you've been cultivating?"
"One or two days?"
"Twelve days." Li Ruolan shook her head. "Are you hungry?"
As she spoke, she turned around and brought the lunchbox in. She placed it on the table and opened it. There were two bowls of fragrant millet porridge and three dishes inside.
"Hurry up and eat some." Li Ruolan passed him a pair of chopsticks.
Chu Li took the chopsticks and smiled. "I'm not hungry."
"You can have some porridge if you're not," Li Ruolan said. "You might not feel hungry now, but you'll be starving soon!"
"Alright then." Chu Li picked up a bowl of porridge and drank a few mouthfuls.
Li Ruolan asked, "Why are you sure it's twelve days?"
"I thought it was only one day, not two. I didn't expect it to be twelve days," Chu Li said as he ate the porridge. This was indeed what he felt and he was not lying. He did not expect cultivating two scriptures at the same time to be so mysterious.
"Don't you feel tired?"
"Why would I feel tired?"
"Don't you feel tired when cultivating?"
"I don't know." Chu Li shook his head and continued to eat the porridge. "I don't know anything. I've transformed into a Buddha and kept chanting. I feel very comfortable as if I've fallen asleep."
Li Ruolan glared at him and did not ask any more questions to prevent herself from getting angry.
It was obvious that Zhao Dahe had entered a deep state of meditation. He could not explain anything and was completely relying on his feelings.
After Chu Li finished his meal, Li Ruolan said, "Rest for the night. The Saint will come over tomorrow."
"Alright." Chu Li nodded.
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The next morning, Li Ruolan and the Saint arrived at the thatched cottage. Li Ruolan was about to greet them when the Saint suddenly waved her hand.
Li Ruolan quickly shut her mouth and looked at her curiously.
The Saint frowned. "He's meditating again!"
Li Ruolan was shocked. "He just came out last night!"
"It seems like meditating is not difficult for him." The Saint said, "He's blessed by nature and has a pure will. He's indeed a genius in cultivation. … You keep watch."
"Yes," Li Ruolan said. "I wonder if he'll cultivate for another twelve days."
The Saint smiled faintly and disappeared.
When Chu Li came out of meditation, another twelve days had passed.
When he opened his eyes, he noticed that the Saint and Li Ruolan were outside.
He let out a long sigh. Li Ruolan pushed the door open and looked at him in surprise.
Chu Li smiled. "How long has it been?"
"Twelve days!" Li Ruolan replied.
The Saintess entered the room with a faint fragrance. She came up to him and held his wrist.
A cool force entered his meridian, not letting go of even the slightest change. After a while, she let go and nodded.
"Saint, how's the progress?"
"It's alright." The Saint nodded. "Continue to cultivate. Don't worry about anything. Cultivate in one go and see how far you can go."
"Saint, is there anything wrong with my body?" Chu Li scratched his head. "Why did I sit for twelve days?"
"Continue to cultivate," the Saint said. "I think you'll reach innate mastery in a month."
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