"Well, that's true." Master Zhuzhao nodded and chuckled: "Maybe the reason why I can't practice is because I'm a girl."

Li Muchan agreed with a smile.

Master Zhu Zhao turned his bright eyes, rolled his eyes at him and said, "Okay, stop giving me the ecstasy soup and sit down!"

Li Muchan sat cross-legged opposite her.

Master Zhuzhao said: "I will teach you the mudra first. Through the mudra, you can understand its mystery carefully."

After saying that, her fair and delicate little hands formed a mudra, with a graceful and moving posture, and placed them in the Dantian position, motionless, and suddenly gave birth to a somewhat solemn and wonderful look.

Li Muchan knew it right away. He had a background in meditation, was quite proficient in mudra, and his fingers were very flexible. He then formed a mudra and placed it under the Dantian.

Master Zhuzhao looked at it and nodded: "Well, it turns out that my understanding is not bad. Let's read it again."

After that, she made another mudra with her little hands, and Li Muchan followed suit. This time, he made no mistakes at all, just like she did it herself, with the same rhythm.

Master Zhuzhao nodded with satisfaction and said: "There is another spell, Nawu... Sanmanduo... Fazheluo... Nan... Han..."

Her voice was soft, round, and charming, but when she pronounced these sounds, it was as if she was a different person. Her voice was deep and broad, as if it was coming from afar.

Li Muchan recited it again.

Master Zhuzhao corrected his pronunciation word by word and said: "This mantra cannot be wrong. A slight deviation can lead to a mistake of thousands of miles."

Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "Master, let me read the classics of the Ming Dynasty, so that I can learn them faster."

Master Zhuzhao thought for a while and said, "Okay, just wait a while!"

After that, he floated down on the bed and disappeared into a puff of smoke.

A moment later, she appeared again, holding a wooden box in her hand, which was about the same size as a large dictionary in later generations, and placed it directly in front of Li Muchan.

The dark brown wooden box has a faint luster, revealing a hint of mystery.

Master Zhuzhao took out the necklace from her arms. There was a circle on the chain. She pressed the ring into a round hole. There was a "pop" sound, and the wooden box moved and bounced open.

The bright yellow silk cloth has faded and turned dark. There are some long rectangular leaves on the silk cloth, green in color, with densely packed characters engraved on them.

Li Muchan was surprised: "Baye Sutra?"

Master Zhuzhao chuckled lightly and said, "Do you believe it now?"

Li Muchan nodded slowly. The shell tree is unique to the west of the Snowy Mountains and cannot grow in the Central Plains. This sutra was obviously passed down from the west of the Snowy Mountains. There is no doubt.

Master Zhuzhao said: "The above is in Sanskrit, can you recognize it?"

Li Muchan nodded. He had studied Sanskrit before, and his master, Master Faxing, had a Sanskrit Diamond Sutra among his relics.

Master Zhu Zhao pointed his finger: "Then take a look, be careful not to damage it."

Judging from her appearance, she was not careful, walking on thin ice, as if she did not cherish these Bay-leaf scriptures.

But Li Muchan understood that she must be extremely worried. He didn't expect to be so reassured about him and so open-minded, even a man couldn't match it.

He held a piece of bay leaf between his index and middle fingers, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it. After a while, he picked up a second piece, with a solemn look on his face, and read all fifty-six pieces in one breath.

After reading it, he carefully put it down, closed the wooden box, and sighed: "Master, I'm afraid it won't work!"

After reading the entire Sutra of the Great Ming Dynasty, he understood the mystery of this sutra. It was as if he was facing a snow-capped mountain, looking at it with fear and smiling bitterly.

Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and glared, and said coquettishly: "Don't be verbose, a manly man has no ambitions at all! ... It seems difficult, but once you get started, it will become easy!"

She first reprimanded, then gave gentle words of comfort, and used all her methods to force Li Muchan to submit.

Seeing this, Li Muchan nodded helplessly: "Oh... I'll give it a try!"

"That's right!" Master Zhuzhao smiled brightly and patted him on the shoulder: "Try to practice, but if it really doesn't work, then learn other things, how can master treat you badly?!"

"I obey, Master!" Li Muchan took a deep breath and forced a smile.

Master Zhu Zhao was so refreshed that he smiled and said, "Okay, just practice hard. There's no need to rush."
Chapter completed!