In Xiahou Fang, Chuangong Hall, 360 butter lamps lit up one after another, and the room was filled with the fragrance of butter.
Master Moro was wearing a red and yellow cassock, wearing a Vairocana crown, holding a Buddhist bead made of 100 single eight relics, sitting upright on the cushion, closing his eyes slightly, reciting Buddhist scriptures silently, preparing for the upcoming initiation ceremony.
But Xiahou Rongguang, who received the initiation, was not in the teaching hall. Master Moro was not in a hurry. What should come will come naturally. What should not come, let him go...
In Lingyun Hall, Xiahou Rongguang knelt in front of Xiahou Ba, begging with his face: "Grandpa, just give my grandson a chance to fight with great dignity!"
Xiahou Ba looked unhappy and said nothing. Xiahou Bushe, who was beside him, shouted angrily: "Stop talking! Don't you understand your grandfather's words? This is all for your own good!"
"Father, the child has been taking several rounds of bye to accumulate energy. If he doesn't dare to fight Lu Yun, then I have no shame to gain a foothold in the squad!" Xiahou Rongguang's tears were almost over, and he choked and said, "Father, let the child be willful once. Even if he loses to Lu Yun, I will be willing..."
With a heavy 'bang', Xiahou Rongguang slapped Xiahou without saying a word. "You are so disappointing!"
Xiahou Rongguang covered his swollen face, but he was still stubborn and refused to bow his head.
"I'll kill you, the vilified son!" Xiahou Bushen was furious and wanted to wave his palm to beat him again, but Xiahou Ba stopped him and said, "Okay, will you let him see someone tomorrow?"
"Father..." Xiahou Bushen stopped. Seeing Xiahou Ba waved his hand, he quickly closed his voice and retreated aside.
Xiahou Ba looked at Xiahou Rongguang with a stubborn face and felt a lot of depression in his heart. "Good child, I still have a sense of evil spirit in my heart, and I finally didn't disappoint my grandfather."
"Grandpa!" Xiahou Rongguang heard that there was a door and hurriedly said, "I don't believe it. With my own ability, I can't beat the boy named Lu!"
"What if..." Xiahou Ba nodded, but said in a deep voice: "What if you lose?"
"If my grandson is not as good as others, I will be ashamed of this family and willing to accept any punishment. I will be in seclusion for three years and challenge my opponent again. I will not be a human being until I defeat him!" Xiahou Rongguang sweared with gritted teeth.
"Okay, ambitious, this is the good man of my Xiahou clan!" Xiahou Ba nodded in praise, but then changed his mind and said, "If Rongsheng Rongyao and others say such words, grandpa will definitely not say anything and support it with all his strength!" As he said that, he looked at Xiahou Rongguang deeply and said word by word: "But you are different, you can't be willful, Rongguang!"
“为什么?”夏侯荣光满脸不解.
"Because grandpa treats you as his heir to train you!" Xiahou Ba reached out and patted Xiahou Rongguang on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "If you want to take on a great responsibility, you must not be willful. If you suffer any losses, you must avoid taking it again. No matter what, you must ensure victory, because if nothing unexpected happens, this will be your last time to compete with someone, and you must not end in failure!"
With Xiahou Ba's rare patient persuasion, Xiahou Rongguang's attitude gradually softened, and the stubbornness in his eyes disappeared...
"Can your grandfather hurt you?" Xiahou Bushen said, "Being a father is a negative example. I have been wasting too much time in martial arts and have been neglecting political affairs for many years. As a result, when I fully understand that there is no hope in nature, I have been wasting my time for many years. Now I am working hard to tutor on government affairs, but I still can't share your grandfather's worries."
"Son, no matter how good you practice martial arts, it is just the courage of an ordinary man. After this competition, you should devote all your energy to the court. Put away those unrealistic thoughts and give your martial arts career a perfect end..."
In the Hall of Transmission, Xiahou Rongguang had already sat face to face with Master Moro, and his mind was still in chaos. Although he had rationally accepted the arrangement of his grandfather's kimono, the slightest unwillingness in his heart could not be erased. It was like a wisp of faint fire, burning his anger and irritability and difficulty in calming down.
Moro keenly noticed the strangeness of Xiahou Rongguang. With a wave of his hand, an orange flame flew from the butter lamp to his palm.
"Look at this fire." Master Moro's voice slowly rang.
Xiahou Rongguang looked up blankly and saw the fire in Moro's palm slowly jumping, and the shape was constantly changing, as if there were countless mysteries contained in it.
He looked at the fire with his eyes fixedly, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. At this time, Moro's chanting sounds were remembered in his ears.
"All sentient beings are originally quiet, and their minds are constantly revolving. They suddenly realize the law of no birth, and show that all things are revolving..."
Listening to the chanting of scriptures, Xiahou Rongguang felt himself immersed in the coldness, the heat in his body disappeared, and his mind was very clear.
"Why don't you use the Dragon and Elephant Divine Art?" Moro's reminder sounded in Xiahou Rongguang's ears. He hurriedly used his skills according to his words without hesitation, allowing the dragon and elephant true energy in his body to move endlessly in the cycle of heaven.
"The great hand seal of the great joy is not changed, and the body is born in the unchanging state. The Vajra Lord of the Times is known to all the wisdom bodies!" I don't know how many cycles of heaven have been circulated, so I listened to Moro's Dharma verse, and suddenly pressed my palm on the Baihui above my head!
In an instant, Xiahou Rongguang felt a surging warm current rushed straight into the top of his head, following the meridians throughout his body, through the Ren and Du meridians, strongly impacting his Chong, Bie, Yin Qiao, Yang Qiao, Yin Wei, Yang Wei, and Yang Wei, as well as the Taiyin lung meridian, Jueyin pericardial meridian, Shaoyin heart meridian, Yangming large intestine meridian, Shaoyang triple burner meridian, Taiyang small intestine meridian, Taiyin spleen meridian, Jueyin liver meridian, Shaoyin kidney meridian, Shaoyang stomach meridian, Shaoyang gallbladder meridian, and the Taiyang bladder meridian!
Xiahou Rongguang's whole body was like fried beans, crackling and clattering. It was his meridians being continuously rushing and widening! With each meridian, Xiahou Rongguang had to bear incomparable pain, but he still gritted his teeth and ran Zhoutian hard, and would never miss this great opportunity to improve his own strength!
As the best child of aristocratic family, Xiahou Rongguang can naturally remove all useless negative emotions. Since he is powerless to resist, he naturally needs to improve himself as much as possible so that he can only receive one initiation in his life and maximize his benefits!
Master Moluo kept inputting his own skills into Xiahou Rongguang's body, helping him to open the meridians and improve his strength. Before he knew it, half an hour had passed, but Xiahou Rongguang was still like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbing the skills that Moluo had cultivated throughout his life.
This made Moro even more and more shocked. He originally thought that Xiahou Rongguang would not be able to bear it after receiving the initiation for half an hour and could no longer accept the initiation. Unexpectedly, it was far more than half an hour, and this kid had no intention of stopping!
Master Moro persisted for another quarter of an hour, and it was almost an hour before the initiation was in full. If he continued, his cultivation would be lost. He finally couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Too much is not enough, stop it if it is enough." If he hadn't forced the initiation, Xiahou Rongguang would suffer serious internal injuries and even become possessed, he would have stopped directly long ago.
When Xiahou Rongguang heard this, another stick of incense was passed before he slowly stopped his exercise. Master Moro took his hand back as soon as he was about to go. His face was as weak as if he was about to go.
On the other hand, although Xiahou Rongguang was as motionless as a mountain, his body was full of treasure light. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with divine lights. The true energy suddenly emitted outward actually extinguished the two butter lamps!
Chapter completed!