To spy on the secrets of heaven and seek the truth from heaven is against ethics and common sense.
What is the way of heaven
No one knows. Ye Wenrou herself doesn’t know either.
If you don't know what you are looking for, how can you look for it
Mysterious and profound, the door to all wonders.
This is what Laozi said in the Tao Te Ching. It means that if you want to open the door to all wonders and unlock the code of life, you need to feel with your heart and find the laws and connections between all things. The Tao follows nature and the great way does not change. But there are laws of operation in it.
Everything has its root and end, every matter has its end and beginning. Knowing the order of things, one will be able to fulfill the Tao.
No one knows what the Way of Heaven is, because there will be ten thousand different answers in the minds of ten thousand seekers. This is the same as the classic saying "There are a thousand Hamlets in the minds of a thousand readers".
The way of heaven is not fantasy, nor is it another world. It is just a thought in your mind.
Everyone has all kinds of thoughts in their mind, and each thought represents a unique path.
Some people think about things all their lives but never figure them out, and end up depressed. Some people struggle for a while, and finally figure things out or decide to give up, and instead feel refreshed and happy for the rest of their lives.
This is a difficult hurdle that everyone must go through, and it is also a test that everyone must endure every day.
From small things like "what to eat today" to big things like "should I beat up the neighbor Lao Wang"-----
This is a choice, and it is also a clear thought.
All warriors know that the Way of Heaven is the most powerful force in the world. To spy on the secrets of Heaven and seek the Way of Heaven is against ethics and common sense. In serious cases, it may even trigger the power of the law.
Therefore, if you want to peek into the backlash of the Way of Heaven, you are using the most important belief in your heart to gamble with you.
Those who love official positions will lose their positions, those who love money will lose their money, those who love fame will lose their fame, and those who love love will lose their people-----
Or regress and become a mortal forever.
Either move forward or give up what you care about most.
The Way of Heaven is only one!
If you want to peek into the way of heaven, cut off the seven emotions, cut off the six desires, cut off the dust, and make yourself a servant of heaven----
It sounds simple, but how easy is it
If Ye Daoling were asked to give up his position, if Fang Yan were asked to give up his family, if Ye Wenrou were asked to give up Fang Yan-----everyone has countless desires in their hearts, and everyone has people or things that are worth defending with their lives.
Who dares to give up so easily? Those who have the perseverance to become monks are all heartless bastards with great ideals and wisdom. Those who have the courage to commit suicide are just pure heartless bastards.
It was not until this time that Ye Wenrou realized that the deepest obsession in her heart was Fang Yan----
The man who had been beaten by him since he was a child, the man who had regarded him as a scourge before, the treacherous and affectionate man, the man who could make her furious and bring her laughter -
The man I fell in love with when I was very young.
If you want to find the way of heaven, if you want to run on the road of martial arts without any worries, then you should completely separate yourself from that man, expel him from the depths of your heart, delete him from the depths of your memory, let him leave your thoughts, let him leave your life, and let him never be able to mobilize any of your emotions again-----
Let him be a passerby, let him be a faceless man.
The scene changed again, and Ye Wenrou was back in the deserted Gobi Desert. She saw the white crane that had transformed into Fang Yan - if he just stretched out his hand, he could break her neck.
The scene changed again. Ye Wenrou came to the spring-blooming grassland. She looked into the young deer's eyes. The young deer nudged her chest with its pointed horns and even shamelessly rubbed her soft breasts. She felt a tingling sensation in her body. She could hardly stand still. She only needed to slap the young deer with one palm to kill it.
The scene changed again. Ye Wenrou was strangled by a ghost who looked like Fang Yan. Her face was purple and she had difficulty breathing.
The scene changed again. The sword in her hand was hanging above Fang Yan's neck, but she couldn't chop off his head.
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Such scenes kept repeating, and all the scenes related to Fang Yan kept changing.
In the end, it turned into countless fast-forward shots, flashing in and out of Ye Wenrou's mind quickly.
Countless images flashed, countless Fang Yans were shouting - shouting at her, laughing at her, baring their teeth and claws at her, waving their long swords at her -
Ye Wenrou's mood began to become irritable, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Her body was unstable as she sat in meditation, and her hands, which were clasped on her knees, were shaking slightly.
With every shake, large beads of sweat would fall from the back of the hand.
Her hair was soaked and lay softly on her scalp.
Her clothes were wet, and the black training suit stuck tightly to her skin, perfectly outlining her extremely charming figure-----
The water had already formed a river on the stone table.
Between Tian Dao and Fang Yan, how should Ye Wenrou choose? How should she make the choice
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The irritable feeling became more and more intense, and my body turned into a powder keg that seemed like it could explode at any time.
Fang Yan really wanted to shout to Ye Daoling: Let's stop fighting for now, I want to go see Ye Wenrou----
But he knew very well in his heart that unless Ye Daoling was defeated and convinced, Ye Daoling would never allow him to see Ye Wenrou.
Just as Ye Daoling said, no one cares more about whether Ye Wenrou can successfully break through than the Ye family, and the Ye family will not allow anyone to disrupt Ye Wenrou's breakthrough at this critical period - at least in their eyes, Fang Yan came here to cause trouble.
The most gifted and talented child in the family, praised as a rare "good horse" in the Ye family for hundreds of years, when facing the biggest hurdle in life, who would dare to let her experience even the slightest risk
Ye Daoling's fist, which was swollen with strong energy, became smaller and smaller after a burst of burning. When it reached Fang Yan's face, it was no different from an ordinary fist, even smaller than a normal person's fist. It looked like a child's fist.
The strength is restrained internally, the muscles are tightened and the bones are shrunk.
A fist is like a grenade. When it hits a person or an object, it explodes like a thrown grenade.
Fang Yan now feels like he is facing a grenade.
Fang Yan sensed the danger, and the Heart of Tai Chi also sensed the danger.
The silent Tai Chi Heart suddenly began to spin wildly, and the Tai Chi Domain also unfolded in Fang Yan's mind.
In the realm of Tai Chi, Ye Daoling disappeared, and only a big red ball was attacking him - the realm of Tai Chi would not lie, and the big red ball it presented was the true appearance of Ye Daoling's punch.
Everything we see with our naked eyes is an illusion.
White tiger swallows the moon!
There was a rumbling sound in Ye Daoling's abdomen, and a tiger roar when Ye Daoling opened his mouth. Ye Daoling was like a grown giant tiger, wanting to destroy Fang Yan's 'moon' with one punch.
Fang Yan stood in place with his feet apart, his hands stretched out naturally, and he kept drawing circles in front of him.
One circle is connected to another, and countless circles become a gas core.
This gas core was like a tornado, covering Ye Daoling who was rushing towards him.
Ye Daoling's body was enveloped by the tornado, and then he disappeared.
Thunderbolt----
There were huge explosions and tiger roars coming from the tornado.
A dazzling white light flashed, breaking through the darkness of the courtyard and the silence of Yanziwu----
It is like a searchlight rising into the sky, shining so brightly that people cannot open their eyes.
The wind swept the fallen leaves and the dust flew.
The sky and the earth changed color, and the bright moon shone brightly.
Hiss-----
A hole was torn in the tornado, and Ye Daoling's body rushed out from the hole.
The cracks in the formation created by the tornado naturally cannot maintain the integrity of this domain.
boom----
The tornado exploded.
The strong wind swept in all directions, and the gatekeeper Ye Laosan was blown down by the strong wind. He lay on the ground and somersaulted several times.
The strongest gust of wind hit the century-old red door of the Ye family's old house. There was a loud "crack" and a big hole was knocked out on the door panel.
Crunch crunch----
The door on the left closed and shook violently several times, then fell to the ground with a bang.
The gate of the Ye family's old house was actually knocked down by the tornado energy unleashed by Fang Yan.
Ye Daoling's body soared in the air and rushed forward rapidly.
Bang-----
His feet stepped on the bluestone tiles, which were unable to withstand the tremendous strength of his body and collapsed with a 'crack' - just like you crushing two pieces of tofu with one foot.
Ye Daoling's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn to shreds, and there were cuts on his face, bleeding.
Ye Daoling's pupils were filled with red bloodshot, and he stared at Fang Yan without blinking.
There was some doubt, but more of it was uncontrollable anger.
Hearing the noise outside, the Ye family members turned on the lights and many people rushed to the courtyard.
Ye Daowen looked slightly angry, but he didn't say much when he looked at Fang Yan. Since Ye Daoling had already come forward, he, as the eldest brother, was not in a hurry to express his attitude.
The other juniors of Ye Dao all looked embarrassed, as they regarded Fang Yan's behavior as a provocation.
"Fang Yan, are you crazy? Why do you come here to smash our door in the middle of the night?" Ye Quyi stared at Fang Yan with a bad face and shouted in a low voice.
"Fang Yan, what the hell are you----" Ye Zi wanted to scold Fang Yan, but thinking of the relationship between Fang Yan and Sister Wenrou, she stamped her feet and said, "What are you doing here at the Ye family so late at night?"
Ye Fengsheng was shocked when he saw the fallen door. The Ye family had stood for thousands of years and had been despised, trampled on, and stepped on countless times.
However, this is the first time that someone has demolished the front door like tonight.
Ye Fengsheng moved his fat butt and trotted to Fang Yan. His voice became a little trembling, and he said, "Fang Yan, how did you know that our door was going to fall down? I found that this door was rotten a long time ago, and I have been thinking about replacing it with a new one. But this is our Ye family's business, you should go back quickly."
While speaking, he kept trying to push Fang Yan away.
"You tore down the gate of our Ye family?" Ye Daoling looked at Fang Yan in a hoarse voice and asked. (To be continued)