Tianjizi felt very strange. With his level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to be in such a hysterical state. Was he going to suffer a heavenly calamity
But it's not enough to be a heavenly calamity. If the White-browed monk was to suffer a heavenly calamity, that would be a natural thing - that is, if he wanted to seek the truth and become one of the immortals, how could he not be punished by heaven
That's because I'm angry.
Angry, upset.
The word "anger" has been absent from Tianjizi's emotional world for many years. He has practiced Taoism all his life, and his mind is calm and peaceful. He does not fight or compete, and rarely conflicts with others. Few things in this world can touch his spiritual heart.
He cultivated and nourished Qi, but the Qi he cultivated and nourished was Qi Qi, which was the nutrition and energy of the body, and the driving force when he finally broke through the void in his pursuit of the Way and the Heaven.
Qi can remove hair and cleanse marrow, Qi can strengthen the body, Qi can make people eventually achieve immortality.
But, anger - he thought very hard and really forgot when and why he was last angry.
Why can't others do it, but this young man makes me so angry just by opening his mouth
After Tianjizi thought about it, his eyes suddenly brightened.
Dao Fate.
Because they were destined to be together, he was able to break through his own heart. Otherwise, why couldn't so many people break through, but he was able to let his emotions lose control
Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan with an even more scorching gaze, which frightened Fang Yan. He said, "You're not here to pick her up, and you're not here to sell talismans - you want to pick me up?"
"-----"
The smile on Tianjizi's face froze instantly, his mouth slanted, his eyes bulged, and his body shook even more violently.
He was sure that he was going to suffer a heavenly calamity, otherwise why did he feel as if he was struck by lightning
But didn't the long-browed monk say that one would experience nine divine thunderbolts when encountering a heavenly calamity? Why did he only experience five? Was it because his cultivation was too low, or was it that monks were more unlucky than Taoists
Xia Tian suppressed his laughter, kicked Fang Yan under the low table, looked at Tian Jizi and said, "Excuse me, Master, what can I do for you?"
Tianjizi recited Laozi's Bull-Clearing Curse several times, and finally suppressed the murderous rage in his heart. He bowed to Xia Tian with one hand and said, "I feel that I have a connection with this young friend, so I came here to have a chat."
Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan and said, "I am not a womanizer, nor do I sell talismans for profit. I am disturbing you just to have a few words with you. I have no bad intentions and no ill will."
Fang Yan looked at Tianjizi with a puzzled look and said, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Tianjizi pointed to the chair next to the low table and said, "Could you please sit down?"
"Sit down." Fang Yan said. He was really curious about this Taoist priest.
Tianjizi sat down beside the low table, looked at Fang Yan and asked, "Are you a martial artist?"
"You know two-hand Tai Chi." Fang Yan said. He looked at the Taoist's sitting posture and said, "From the outside, you don't know any Kung Fu, but when you pulled out the chair, I felt the hidden movement of Qi, which made me alert. This chair is made of sour pear wood and weighs dozens of pounds. You lifted it up lightly, like grabbing a handful of cotton wool. It seems you are also a master."
Xia Tian looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in confusion, thinking, is this actually a Kung Fu master? There are so many masters these days, and several of them can slip away right before your eyes in the blink of an eye.
The Taoist priest took the tea that Xia Tian poured for him and said with a smile: "I can't say I'm a master, I just have the strength I've trained through decades of hard work."
"That's a good point." Fang Yan praised sincerely. "If someone says I'm a master in the future, can you lend me this quote?"
Tianjizi laughed and said, "You may take it. But I think your sentence 'knowing two-hand Tai Chi' is more effective. There are only a handful of masters with the heart of Tai Chi in the vast China. If this is just knowing two-hand Tai Chi, how should other practitioners deal with it?"
Fang Yan's eyes became sharp and he asked, "Do you know me?"
"I had the honor to watch the battle at Yijian Peak." Tianjizi said, looking into Fang Yan's eyes.
Fang Yan was shocked and said, "I didn't sense your presence."
Not only Fang Yan didn't feel it, but Qianye Bingbu didn't feel it either.
Because at that time, Qianye Bingbu said that there were only three people present who could fight him. After this battle, he must visit them one by one. Fang Yan followed Lei Feng's good example and pointed out who those three masters were, but this middle-aged Taoist priest was not included.
Many people think that a true warrior is one who is good at fighting. Of course, this is not wrong. However, being good at hiding is also a unique skill. The enemy has run to your doorstep, but you still don't know he exists. Just thinking about it makes people feel numb and cold.
"My friend, don't panic." Tianjizi waved his hand and said, "I hide in the wind, and I become the wind. I hide in the mountains and forests, and I become the trees, the flowers and the grass. When the wind blows, I move, and when insects come, I am not startled. I am one with them. My friend, your Tai Chi heart has entered the room, and the birds are willing to play and frolic with you. Isn't it the same principle? There are three thousand great ways in the world, but they all end up in the same place. There is no difference between you and me."
Fang Yan's hostility towards this Taoist priest deepened. This old guy had followed him to Yijian Peak to watch the battle between him and Qianye Bingbu, and he also saw him playing around with the little bird today - was he a stalker
Fang Yan looked at the Taoist priest and asked, "What's your name?"
"My Taoist name is Tianjizi." said the middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Tianjizi----I asked you why you always follow me? I was fighting with the Eastern Sword God and you followed me. I was playing with a bird and you followed me from behind. What do you want? Now that you have come to me on your own initiative, you must be ready to confront me, right?"
"My friend is very wary-----"
"Nonsense. These days, nine out of ten Taoist priests are liars, and the other one is a bastard. He grabs your hand and says you're going to have a bloody disaster. I've wanted him to have a bloody disaster many times. When he sells the talisman, I just lose some money. You don't even sell the talisman, which proves that you're plotting something bigger. Who knows what I'm going to lose?"
"Some sacrifices are not sacrifices, but gains. If you are willing to sacrifice, how can you gain without sacrifice?" Tianjizi said with a sharp tone. "Young friend, can you tell me why you learn martial arts?"
"It's so that others can't bully me." Fang Yan said. After thinking for a while, he added: "When I want to bully others, I don't have to worry about them hitting me."
"If that's the case, then why did you risk your life to accept Qianye Bingbu's challenge?" Tianjizi asked with a smile. "From what I saw and thought, you didn't have any confidence in defeating that Japanese swordsman at that time, right? You refused to give in, which was nothing more than pride and passion in your heart. Is that right or not?"
"He challenged me and bullied me. Can I shrink back and run away? The worst result is death. If I die, thousands and thousands of Fang Yans will stand up and kill him. In any case, I won't suffer too much loss." Fang Yan said.
"What a death! In order to uphold the dignity of a warrior and maintain the orthodoxy of Chinese martial arts, he was willing to fight to the death with the Oriental Sword God even though he knew he was inferior to him. Just based on this point, he has already stood out among his peers."
"In fact, I also thought about calling for help, but the help didn't come----"
"Be forthright and have the courage to admit to others that you were timid at the time. It is human nature to seek solutions when faced with difficulties - but in the end you defeated your opponent with your courage and ability."
"I'm not just a coward for a moment, I've always been cowardly. I don't just have that thought, I've put it into action. If I invite someone over, he might go and duel with the Oriental Sword God, while I'll be cracking melon seeds and chatting on the side."
"You are a chivalrous person, why do you deliberately say that you are so bad?" Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan and asked. "Are you worried that people will criticize you and make fun of you
Fang Yan sighed softly and said, "You are so shameless to praise me. Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Tianjizi's expression was solemn, his eyes were clear, his body was like a tiger and a dragon, and a quiet and peaceful aura naturally emanated from him. The incense of Dragon's Birthday was lingering, and the faint fragrance was refreshing, making people completely relax their bodies and wander their minds in heaven.
"This guy is really good at pretending!" Fang Yan thought to himself.
Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan and said with a compassionate tone: "The wind is strong, the tide is overwhelming. The flood totem is the dragon, the fire is the phoenix. The Chinese dragon soul is glorious and immortal. The spirit of martial arts is as bright as the sun and the moon. The villains from all directions are coveting us, we should rise up to resist them and punish them with all our heart. As the ancients said, we should establish our mind for the world and our destiny for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, and bring peace to the world. It is our responsibility to protect the dragon soul for the rejuvenation of China."
Fang Yan was stunned by these powerful words and said, "What should I do?"
"Do you know the Tai Chi Diagram?"
"The Taiji Diagram? I know." Fang Yan nodded. "It is said that it was passed down by the Taoist Chen Tuan in the Song Dynasty, and its original name was the Wuji Diagram. According to historical records, Chen Tuan passed down the Xiantian Diagram, Taiji Diagram, River Diagram, and Luoshu to his student Zhong Fang, who then passed them down to Mu Xiu, Li Gai, and others. Later, Mu Xiu passed the Taiji Diagram to Zhou Dunyi. The Taiji Diagram we see now was passed down by Zhou Dunyi. There is a picture hanging on the wall of my room - I look at it several times a day. What's wrong?"
Tianjizi smiled silently and said, "The Taiji Diagram I'm talking about is not the kind that can be bought on the street, but the real Taoist treasure, the Taiji Diagram, which is known as one of the four great books of China along with the River Diagram, the Luoshu, and the Xiantian Diagram----"
Fang Yan stared at Tianjizi with wide eyes and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
"I want to choose a destined person to pass on the Tai Chi Diagram to, and let him protect our Chinese Dragon Soul----"
"Then go find it." Fang Yan said. "Why are you telling me this?"
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(PS: Thank you for the 40,000 reward from brother Meng Yi and Dan Ran. It’s been a long time since I last saw you. Thank you for the 10,000 reward from your cousin. I’ll see you every day, cousin!) (To be continued)