The rain stopped and then started again, the sky brightened and then darkened again.
The clothes on his body were wet by the rain and dried by the warm wind. The snail on the ground finally crawled onto the surface of his shoes but accidentally rolled down and disappeared.
Fang Yan has been standing in front of the big vat for seven days!
He could not feel the wind, rain, cold or hunger.
His body entered a very subtle state, like a sleeping bag filled with oxygen or a room with a blazing charcoal fire in the snow.
Warm, comfortable and relaxing.
At the beginning, his mind was in a great mess, countless thoughts emerged, countless information was gathering, the enemy and us were clearly distinguished, small-scale fights and large-scale battles emerged one after another-----
When his head could no longer hold up, when he felt his body was about to explode, everything went quiet.
His brain area turned into a sea of clouds, with white clouds floating and changing infinitely.
Then the scenery suddenly changed, and the sea of clouds turned into a boundless ocean. The ocean was divided into two poles, one was as black as ink, and the other was as white as snow.
The black pole and the white pole collide with each other, the black pole wants to devour the white pole, and the white pole wants to assimilate the black pole.
The waves are rough and the waves are splashing.
The two big fish were like helpless puppets, being pushed to the white pole and then rolled to the black pole.
Suddenly, the black pole and the white pole began to rotate, and the boundless ocean turned into a madly spinning vortex.
The vortex spun faster and faster, and finally turned into a black hole that was dark enough to swallow everything.
The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, the lightning was flashing and the thunder was roaring, and it seemed as if the whole world was about to collapse.
I don’t know how much time had passed.
Wow------
When everything is still, the world returns to peace.
The black and white poles were torn apart, and then they slowly rotated with clear distinction.
A big fish was at the black end, and a big fish was at the white end. They struggled desperately, trying to break out of the cage, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not meet again, even though their heads were broken and bleeding.
This is the power of nature and the law of heaven.
When the first ray of morning light breaks through the darkness, when the beautiful bird sings its first song.
When flowers bloom, when dew drops ripple and slide on leaves-----
Fang Yan finally moved.
He crossed his legs and assumed an authentic Fang style plum blossom stance.
Bend the body slightly, open both hands, embrace the two circles, and then a whole set of fluent Fang style Tai Chi will flow out continuously.
Sometimes it is fast, sometimes it is slow, sometimes it is as light as clouds, sometimes it is as powerful as thunder.
Sometimes it moves up and down, sometimes it is as quiet as a virgin.
White steam rose from its head and the water in the tank was boiling.
The faster Fang Yan hit the water, the more violently the water in the water tank rolled. The two fish in the water tank jumped out of the water from time to time, spitting bubbles in the air: puff puff puff----
Fang Yan felt the changes in his Dantian. The Tai Chi heart, which was sometimes as silent as death and sometimes burning like fire, reacted again.
It was still hot, even hotter than ever before. It was as if my abdomen had become a furnace, and that furnace was about to burn a big hole in my stomach.
But Fang Yan knew clearly that this was a release. As long as the silent furnace was ignited, the charcoal fire and the fire left in the dantian were completely burned through, the volcano would be truly extinguished.
Now, it was the burning process. He was willing to bear such pain because it was benign and carried hope.
When Fang Yan slowed down his pace, the boiling water seemed to freeze, and the active Pisces also sank to the bottom of the valley.
The Plum Blossom Steps were like plum blossoms. As Fang Yan's body moved, countless plum blossoms bloomed beautifully.
When Fang Yan finished practicing the 19-movement Fang-style Tai Chi and ended the exercise with his breathing exercises, the water tank was filled with smoke, as if it were a fairy pond or a divine palace.
Water was overflowing from the jar, continuously.
Water overflowing!
Fang Yan's eyes were closed, but there was an intoxicated smile on his face.
Fang Yan's clothes were not stained with dust, and Fang Yan's face was radiant.
He was dressed in a blue shirt, with a handsome appearance, like a banished immortal.
At this moment, the worry about the pressure on the family flashed away, and the violence caused by the tragic death of his father completely disappeared.
The sky is full of rosy clouds and the yard is filled with birdsong and flowers.
The snail that had disappeared crawled out from the damp corner and headed towards Fang Yan's shoe surface again-----
Fang Yan opened his eyes, his pupils were clear and pure, and the skin on his cheeks was as tender as a baby's, as if he was just born.
"Congratulations." An untimely voice suddenly sounded.
Fang Yan turned around and looked at his master Tianjizi standing at the archway of the courtyard. He bent down and bowed to him at a ninety-degree angle, expressing his sincere gratitude and saying, "Thank you very much for giving me a new life, Master."
"Water never stops overflowing, and the positive energy never stops." Tianjizi looked at the water tank that was still constantly flowing out, and said with emotion: "You have done something that no one in the Tai Chi lineage has been able to do for hundreds of years. This is a great merit."
Fang Yan smiled and said, "I didn't think too much about it before doing this. I just thought that if I could enter the Water Overflow, I would be able to better protect myself and my family."
"Seeing the big from the small." Tianjizi stepped into the door and said, "If you can protect yourself and your family, you can also protect the people of this world----"
Fang Yan smiled and did not argue with his master on this issue. He had said long ago that he would not accept such a heavy responsibility. However, within his ability, he would take action against the evildoers and stop the attackers.
He never thought of becoming a world-famous hero, but he didn't mind being a good person with a sense of justice.
Perhaps his name will not be engraved on the stone wall at the entrance of Yanziwu, but he will definitely be remembered by his descendants.
"There are too many unexpected things." Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan, his eyes showing surprise and even more shock. "When I first saw you, I didn't expect you to be able to stand here. When you stood here, I didn't expect you to be able to enter the realm so quickly. After you entered the realm, I didn't expect you to be able to break through so quickly. Seven days, you only took seven days to be reborn from death, cleanse your body, unify your thoughts, and obtain the supreme path - Fang Yan, you are the first person in history."
Seeing Fang Yan's puzzled look, Tianjizi explained with a smile, "Three hundred and twenty-one years ago, the crazy Taoist priest Jingxin took 111 days to break the ice. Two hundred and thirty-nine years ago, the fast sword scholar took 136 days to resolve the doubts. One hundred and sixty-seven years ago, the red flower girl from the Western Regions took 298 days to melt the ice. Thirty-one years ago, the dragon Mo Qingdi took 97 days to realize the truth. A few days ago, everyone was joking and guessing how long you would live here - some guessed half a year, some guessed a hundred days. Because we are a master and apprentice, I always have stronger confidence in you. But my answer is two months -"
Tianjizi had a self-deprecating expression and said, "I didn't expect you to never wake up after entering into meditation. I came to visit you every day and stood outside the archway to wait for you. I had high expectations in my heart, but I was also worried that my expectations would be too high and I would be too disappointed. I didn't expect that you would succeed in the end, and it only took you seven days."
Fang Yan bowed to Master Tianjizi again and said gratefully: "Thank you Master for your concern and protection. Without you, I would not be where I am today-----"
Tianjizi held up his whisk and said, "Come with me. The headmaster wants to see you."
"Yes, Master." Fang Yan agreed.
The first time Fang Yan saw Master Taichong, he had a very familiar feeling.
After breaking through, he could feel more deeply the profoundness of Master Taichong's cultivation and the aura of moderation and peace that naturally emanated from him.
This was a kind and benevolent old man, with eyes that could see through everything. Standing in front of him, Fang Yan felt that he was naked and transparent, with no secrets to hide.
The old man's eyes were deep and pure, his pupils were pitch black, and his whites were as white as paper. There was no yellowness or bloodshot. His eyes did not look like those of an old man.
The old man had a gentle smile on his face. He looked Fang Yan up and down and said with a smile: "Heroes emerge from youth. This saying is indeed true."
Fang Yan knelt down in front of the old man and said loudly, "Thank you, Master, for your help."
"Get up. Get up." The old man waved his hands and said with a smile: "At my age, I am most afraid of people bowing to me. When others kneel, I feel that I am already very old and may not live for too long. Look, who wants to have such troubles?"
"Master, you have seen through life and death, why would you care about these appearances?"
The old man shook his head, looked at Fang Yan firmly, and said, "Is there really someone in this world who can see through life and death?"
"-------" This question really stumped Fang Yan. Whether it was the common people in the mountains, the noble emperors, or those who practiced martial arts and sought the truth, who was really not afraid of death
"Don't think about it, there is none." The old man hit the nail on the head. "Those who say they are not afraid of death are all liars. They are either trying to deceive others or themselves - they are dishonest."
Fang Yan nodded repeatedly and said, "Master, you are right. I am afraid of death. It is precisely because of this fear that I work so hard and try so hard to improve myself - so that I won't be bullied by bad guys and I won't be afraid of being killed by bad guys."
"It's wrong to be afraid of death." The headmaster corrected Fang Yan's thoughts. "Loyalty leads to betrayal, smallness leads to greatness. Spring brings flowers and ice and snow, death leads to life - it's not wrong to be afraid of death and live. However, if you are always afraid of death, you will easily become a coward and lose your strength. This is absolutely not advisable."
Fang Yan bowed and accepted the instruction, saying, "I am grateful for your instruction, boy."
The headmaster looked at Fang Yan and said, "Now that you have realized the Water Overflow Realm, you have become a rare master in this world. What are you going to do next?"
Fang Yan thought about it, looked at the headmaster with an extremely sincere look, and said in a resounding voice: "Go home and get married."
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(ps: Although I know that my power is small, I still can't help but want to shout to my idol: Everyone go watch "Saving Mr. Wu", it is really a very good movie.) (To be continued)