With Fang Yan's current cultivation, he has an extremely keen sense of the surrounding environment. Not a feather can be added, not a leaf can be dropped. Every sound of the wind blowing the grass is heard. Every rat running and snake jumping is in my heart.
However, Fang Yan didn't feel anyone around him. In other words, the person was close to him, but he was unaware.
On the one hand, it proves that this person has outstanding abilities, is indifferent to worldly matters, has a pure mind, and has entered the state of "no self". To describe it in a slightly more mysterious way of cultivation, he is a "demigod".
On the other hand, it also shows that this person is kind and has no murderous intent. No matter who he is, no matter how skilled or powerful he is, as long as he carries murderous intent, it is easy for others to detect it - at least Fang Yan can detect it.
Of course, if that person reaches the Vajra Indestructible Realm and can hurt others with just his thoughts, even Fang Yan will have a hard time investigating him, because human thoughts are invisible and uncertain, making them the most difficult to capture.
There were a monk and a Taoist sitting on the Knowledge-Seeking Stone. The monk was an old monk with white eyebrows, and the Taoist was an old Taoist with grey robe.
These two are old acquaintances of Fang Yan. Of course, if you look closely, they are not very familiar with each other.
Fang Yan came over with a look of surprise on his face and reached out to grab the hand of the gray-robed Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest waved his sleeves and the hand disappeared magically.
Fang Yan reached out his hand to shake it again, and the Taoist's other hand also disappeared.
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I just wanted to shake your hand to show my closeness. Why are you hiding?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to pull it back if I hold it." The gray-robed Taoist said with a double meaning. After several previous contacts, he already had a deep understanding of Fang Yan. This guy is a man who will not do anything without profit. If he suddenly becomes very affectionate to you, he must be planning to take something precious from you. If you don't want him to take advantage of you, then don't have any contact with him. Even shaking hands to show courtesy is not allowed.
"How can I not get it out? I can't possibly marry a Taoist priest." Fang Yan said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you still healthy?"
"It was fine yesterday, but it hasn't come tomorrow yet. I don't know about today," said the Taoist priest.
"Yesterday was good, today is good, and tomorrow will be even better." Fang Yan said firmly, "You two teachers haven't had dinner yet, right? I know there's a good hot pot restaurant in front of the school. Oh, by the way, you don't eat meat. I know there's a good vegetarian restaurant. Can I treat you to some vegetarian food?"
Seeing the monk and the Taoist priest looking at him with a smile, Fang Yan felt a little discouraged and said, "Well, I know you two are an exception and you are fine even if you don't eat or drink for several days. Since you came to see me, there must be something wrong--"
The white-browed monk looked at Fang Yan and asked, "Do you have hatred in your heart?"
"Yes." Fang Yan nodded. "The hatred is overwhelming."
"What do you want to use it for?"
"Resolve it with blood." Fang Yan said, "Blood for blood."
If an outsider asked him such a question, he would slap the person in the face and then curse back: It’s none of your business.
If his relatives asked him such a question, he would give a vague answer and then reply: Don't worry, I'll be fine.
However, since the people who asked him this question were monks and Taoist priests, Fang Yan had no need to hide anything.
Because all concealment is deception and blasphemy. Perhaps they know Fang Yan better than Fang Yan himself.
The monk and the Taoist looked at each other, and the monk smiled silently and said, "Because there is love, there is hatred. Because there is hatred, there is a desire to kill. People who only know kindness are good people, and people who only know evil are bad people. However, people who have great love and can tolerate great hatred are truly wise people."
Fang Yan stared at the monk with a vigilant look on his face and said, "What exactly do you want to say? My mother was born into a scholarly family, and my grandfather was a prime minister in the academic world. I have read a lot of books since I was young. Don't think you can fool me by saying something I don't understand--"
The monk and the Taoist priest laughed loudly. Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan and said, "Let me ask you, how hard is your life?"
This question made Fang Yan stunned for a moment.
Is his life hard? Of course he is having a hard time.
It’s so miserable!
His father died tragically at the gate of Yanziwu. He rushed through wind and snow but still couldn't see him for the last time.
There were too many regrets and remorse in his heart. There were too many things he hadn't said and too many things he hadn't done. In fact, when he faced that man, he only knew how to take, and he hadn't had time to give back.
He felt that he owed her too much, so he spent three years in mourning. However, every day of those three years was a torture, and every night of those three years was a torment.
He had no appetite and could not sleep well at night.
Why
Because my father was murdered and the murderer is still at large.
However, whenever he was filled with anger and murderous intent, the Tai Chi heart in his heart would spin wildly again and again.
Yes, what is the heart of Tai Chi? It is the power of nature.
Nature is green, healthy, warm, sweet and cozy.
It is the sunshine spreading everywhere, the rain hitting the banana leaves, the butterflies playing with the flowers, and the search for plum blossoms in the snow.
It does not tolerate darkness and does not accept extremely negative things or emotions.
Violence, murderous intent, hatred - these things are contrary to Fang Yan's nature.
In other words, you want to use the Tai Chi Heart to help you get revenge. But the Tai Chi Heart strongly rejects Fang Yan in this state - the feeling that his body and spirit are about to separate.
Giving up hostility, murderous intent, and hatred is against Fang Yan's nature. He can't do it, and it's impossible for him to do it.
So, Fang Yan was entangled between ice and fire, between relief and hatred, and between picking up or putting down day and night.
This is a heart disease!
It makes people feel that life is worse than death!
Ye Wenrou knew that she could only accompany him silently.
Fang Huwei knew it, so he asked Fang Yan to go out and take a look.
No one else knows, and no one else has any way of knowing.
It seems calm on the surface, but the waves are turbulent secretly.
Fang Yan was calm and forced himself to smile, but this kind of pain really penetrated into his heart and hurt him to the bone.
"Bitter," Fang Yan said. It was just one word, but it was spoken with great force.
"All living beings suffer, and we come here to understand your suffering," said the monk.
Fang Yan was overjoyed, looking at the Taoist priest in gray robes with expectation, and said: "Master, you only need to teach me the trick of reviving decayed wood that you used before, and all my suffering will not feel bitter anymore-----"
Fang Yan thought he was an optimist, a man who was easy to please. A sports car, a villa, a beautiful girl, and a trick to revive a rotten tree--he would follow you happily.
Tianjizi shook his head and said, "You can see through it but you can't explain it. You can explain it but you can't see through it. You just said that this dead wood coming back to life is mine, so it can only be mine. When you really see through it, you will have your own dead wood coming back to life. At that time, it will be difficult for you to explain it. The Great Dao has thousands of incarnations, and thousands of great Daos return to one. Which road is the right road? Which path is the right way? Who can know if they haven't walked it?"
Fang Yan wanted to pin the two old guys to the ground and beat them up again. If you refuse, just refuse. Why are you still saying so much high-sounding nonsense? It seemed that if he continued to force it, he would be ignorant and childish.
But I really don't understand what you are talking about.
Although Fang Yan thought he was knowledgeable, he still preferred to communicate with people in plain language. So, he stared at the white-browed monk and the Taoist priest with a bad face and asked, "What do you mean - you won't teach me how to make a rotten tree come back to life?"
"It can't be taught. And it shouldn't be taught." The monk said with a smile.
"Then why did you come to see me for no reason?" Fang Yan looked at the monk and the Taoist priest with disdain and said, "Two old men sitting on this lovers' path will easily cause misunderstandings, okay? What if you scare the students in the school?"
The monk and the Taoist priest laughed at each other. The Taoist priest said, "Look, look, it's a good thing we didn't shake hands just now. If we had, we wouldn't have been able to pull our hands away----"
The monk smiled gently, with a kind of peaceful aura that made people approachable. He looked at Fang Yan with eyes full of wisdom and said, "The desire to kill is also the heart. Everything in the world is a test of the heart and the self - Fang Yan, throw away the burden and stride forward. This is just a small world, you will step into the real big world and gain great freedom."
"What is the Great World?" Fang Yan asked. I remember that many years ago there was a nightclub in Shanghai called the Great World Nightclub. I don't know if it has closed down now.
The monk smiled but said nothing, "Someone will open the door when you knock on it. Don't be impatient."
"------"
Fang Yan was getting anxious, and said, "Don't be so mysterious, always talking about some big principles of right and wrong. Just tell me one honest word, just one word. What do you want to tell me? If you don't say anything clear, people will say we are just spamming."
The monk glanced at the Taoist priest, who looked at Fang Yan and said, "I have already obtained two of the Three Treasures, and the day of knocking on the door is not far away."
"Three treasures?" Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this statement was very fresh and a little familiar. After thinking for a long time, he finally realized that this was what Tianjizi had said to him in the park before. Which three treasures? A heart of courage? A heart of killing? A heart of justice
Fang Yan grinned and said, "Master, when you said that I have already acquired two of the Three Treasures, do you mean that I have already acquired the Heart of Justice and the Heart of Killing?"
"That's right." Tianjizi nodded. "The heart of Tai Chi is the heart of justice. An unjust person cannot have the heart of Tai Chi. Repaying blood with blood is the heart of killing."
"Then you think I'm not brave enough?" Fang Yan was anxious. "How could I not be brave enough? Tell me, is there anything in this world that I dare not do?"
"The heavens know, the earth knows, you know, but we don't." The monk laughed and said, "You can take care of yourself."
After saying this, the monk and the Taoist priest stood up and walked out of the school.
"Hey-----" Fang Yan shouted: "Where are you going? I'll drive you-------" (To be continued)