The water overflow realm of Tai Chi is equivalent to the heavenly realm of Neijianghu. Those who can climb to the heavenly realm are the best in this world.
People who practice martial arts are like the vast stars, but those who can reach the Heavenly Dao Realm are like the moon. When you see the moon surrounded by stars, you will know how rare and wonderful the Heavenly Dao Realm is.
There are only a few people who have reached the Heavenly Dao at Fang Yan's age in the past few hundred years. Young people are inevitably proud and indulgent. After they have realized the great Dao and learned supernatural powers, they should naturally go out to fight and travel around the world. After Mo Qingdi successfully climbed the Heavenly Dao realm, he traveled around the world for a long time before returning.
Master Taichong thought that Fang Yan would be the same. After obtaining the highest principles of Tai Chi, he would naturally go out and show his skills to receive victory and glory.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yan’s answer was this: go home and get married.
Is this something a young person should say
Is this what a master who has just achieved the state of water overflow should say
Do you still have the ambition to make progress? Do you still talk about the Eight Honors and Eight Shames
Master Taichong was stunned for a moment, and asked uncertainly: "Did you just say - go home and get married?"
"Yes. Go home and get married." Fang Yan was a little embarrassed. After all, it was his first time getting married. He grinned and said, "A few days ago, my family arranged a wife for me through a matchmaker. The wedding date has been set. It will be the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month this year. If the headmaster is not afraid of hard work, he can go to our Yanziwu to have a drink at the wedding. It can be considered as my invitation in advance."
Master Taichong laughed loudly, looked at Fang Yan and said, "Okay, if it's convenient, I'll go to Yanziwu and ask for a glass of wedding wine. I've forgotten how many years it has been since I last drank wine. I really miss that taste - besides getting married?"
"Besides getting married?" Fang Yan thought about it seriously and said, "It should be to cure grandpa. My grandpa's legs are not good, and he has not been able to get up from the wheelchair for many years. My master said that the Taoist's 'Dead Wood Comes Back to Life' can cure him and let him stand up again-----I have now broken through to the Water Overflow Realm, and I am ready to try to cure his legs. If I can get him to stand up again, it will mean a lot to me-----"
"It's a very precious act of filial piety." The headmaster said with a look of satisfaction. "Fang Yan, you have to watch out."
As Master Taichong spoke, he waved his sleeve over the teacup in front of him.
The bowl of tea that was steaming just now froze instantly, as if it had just been taken out of the freezer.
Fang Yan widened his eyes and stared at the headmaster's wrist without blinking.
"Take another look." Master Taichong said.
Fang Yan saw a white light flashing in his palm, as if he was holding a handful of jumping lightning in his palm.
Master Taichong brushed his sleeve across the bowl of iced tea again, and the ice melted instantly, but the tea was still steaming.
Master Taichong seemed to have done nothing, but Fang Yan knew that he had done a lot.
He did many things that many warriors could never do in their lifetime, including Fang Yan who had entered the Water Overflow Realm.
"Do you understand?" Master Taichong looked at Fang Yan and asked.
Fang Yan nodded, then shook his head.
Master Taichong smiled and said, "Close your eyes."
Fang Yan closed his eyes as he was told.
Master Taichong waved his hand over the steaming tea, and the hot tea froze. Then he waved his hand over the iced tea, and it melted again and gave off steam.
It’s exactly the same process as before.
"Do you understand?" Taichong asked again.
"I understand." Fang Yan said with his eyes closed.
"Seeing clearly does not mean thinking clearly. Without the sun, how can there be ice? Without death, how can there be life? Without dead trees, how can there be spring?" Master Taichong looked at Fang Yan with a smile: "One thing leads to a hundred things. You can realize the great Dao and break through to the water overflowing realm at such a young age, so you will naturally understand the mystery of the dead tree coming back to life in spring."
Fang Yan bowed deeply to Master Taichong and said with great gratitude: "Thank you, Master. I never thought that you would teach me such a unique skill."
"People are alive, but unique skills are dead. Only when a dead unique skill is in the hands of a living person and can heal and save people, can it play its due role. Otherwise, when a person dies, it is like a light going out. No matter how great the unique skill is, it will not be passed on and no one can use it. Isn't it a great pity?"
"Master, that's right." Fang Yan bowed again to learn. In front of this old man, he couldn't even think of joking. He had to listen to every word he said and think carefully after listening. "In the future, Fang Yan will never keep anything to himself. He will pass on what he has learned throughout his life to those who can teach it, so that China's unique martial arts can be passed down from generation to generation, and the fire of martial arts will never be extinguished-----"
"Wulian Tianzun." Master Taichong said with joy on his face, "Great kindness."
Fang Yan came out of the room of Master Taichong, and his master Tianjizi was waiting in the yard at the door.
"How is it?" Tianjizi stepped forward and asked.
"Very good." Fang Yan did not hide his joy in front of Tianjizi, and said: "The headmaster is a very kind and generous old man."
"Hmm?" Tianjizi looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully. He could understand kindness, but what did magnanimity mean
"The headmaster taught me 'Dead Tree Revived in Spring'." Fang Yan couldn't help but boast. It was like a child who got a beautiful toy and couldn't help wanting to let the people around him know about it.
Tianjizi was overjoyed and asked, "Really?"
"Really?" Fang Yan nodded.
Tianjizi looked serious, looked at Fang Yan and said: "Dead Tree Resurrection is of great significance to our Dao Sect. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the guardian treasure of Dao Sect. Moreover, your Dead Tree Resurrection was taught by the current headmaster himself."
"Then what?"
"You have become the master's disciple-----" Tianjizi said, staring at Fang Yan with burning eyes.
"But I am your disciple." Fang Yan said firmly. "No matter if you are the headmaster or not, I only recognize you as my master. How can I change my master just because of your status? I, Fang Yan, can't do such a thing, and I don't bother to do it."
Tianjizi smiled bitterly and said, "But I didn't teach you how to bring back the dead tree to life."
“Yes, why didn’t you teach me the Art of Reviving a Dead Tree?” Fang Yan looked at Tianjizi with disdain and said, “We are already master and disciple. Isn’t it natural for you to pass on your unique skills to your disciple? Look at the headmaster. Although this is the first time we meet, he has given me such a great gift. No wonder the headmaster can become the headmaster. Look at the breadth of mind and courage in the human world.”
Tianjizi was almost crying because of Fang Yan's questioning. He said, "Except for the master, no one else is qualified to teach the unique skill of withered trees reviving in spring."
"Why?"
"Because-----whoever obtains this power of Reviving Dead Trees will become the master's personal disciple. And the Taoist disciples who are able to use this power of Reviving Dead Trees will have the opportunity to take charge of the Taoist sect after the master ascends to heaven-----"
Fang Yan widened his eyes and said, "That is to say-----"
"Yes." Tianjizi nodded with great certainty and said, "Even if the headmaster handed over the entire Taoist sect to you, no one would think this was such a surprising thing."
Fang Yan was stunned for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the house.
"What are you doing?" Tianjizi asked.
"I'll go see if Master needs anything from me. I'm good at serving tea and water." Fang Yan said.
"------" Tianjizi's heart ached. Didn't we agree that Fang Yan would never do such a thing and would not bother to do it? What on earth are you doing now
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Inside the red wall, an old man is leisurely drinking tea.
When they have reached their level of cultivation, there is no need to sharpen their muscles and bones, and they can focus more on thinking and understanding.
A glance can last for a thousand years. Sometimes a single insight can surpass countless predecessors. This is the power of the 'Way of Heaven'.
Gongsun Qi's leg injury has fully healed, and he is practicing sword-drawing skills under the watchful eyes of his master.
The last mission made him realize his shortcomings.
A good teacher always produces good students. With a master like Shenlong and his own talent, he must be the best master of the younger generation.
But what made him feel ashamed was that in that dense forest, his partner Fang Yan performed far better than him.
Whether it is the ability to respond on the spot, the ability to fight on the battlefield, as well as his determination to never admit defeat and his fearlessness of death, they are all beyond his reach.
It can be said that if it weren’t for Fang Yan’s extraordinary performance, the two of them would have died in that devil forest.
The most unacceptable thing was that he was carried out of the forest by Fang Yan - this would be a lifelong shame for him.
After recovering from his illness, Gongsun Qi entered a period of intense physical recovery and hard training. He hoped that he could make greater progress in the shortest possible time.
With a goal in mind, people will be more motivated.
"Stop for a moment." Kunmu Ming said while holding the teacup.
Gongsun Qi drew his sword and then sheathed it. The speed was incredibly fast, and you couldn't hear any sound of metal colliding during the process.
Gongsun Qi put the sword on the sword rack and took a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Your opponent is Fang Yan?" Shenlong looked at his beloved disciple and asked. Gongsun Qi was not without talent, nor was he not working hard. At his current age, he had achieved such a great achievement in swordsmanship --- it was truly amazing.
However, comparing goods will lead to throwing them away, while comparing people will only make you angry.
"Yes." Gongsun Qi did not hide his ambition in front of his master. "I want to surpass him."
"It's difficult." Shenlong said expressionlessly.
"Master---------" Gongsun Qi's face turned pale. He was not angry that his master said he was not as good as Fang Yan, but he knew very well that when his master said it was difficult for him to surpass Fang Yan, it might really be difficult for him to surpass Fang Yan.
"His opponent is me." Shenlong Kunming said with a smile: "Or rather, I am the opponent he will eventually defeat." (To be continued)