Chapter 827, Water overflows!

The rain stopped and fell again, and it was dark again.

The clothes on his body were wet by the rain and dried by the warm wind. The snail on the ground finally climbed to the upper and rolled down accidentally and then disappeared.

Fang Yan had been standing in front of that big jar for seven days!

He could not feel the wind and rain, nor did he feel the cold and hunger.

His body entered a very delicate state, like a sleeping bag full of oxygen or a room burning with charcoal fire during the snow and ice.

Warm, comfortable, relaxed and comfortable.

At the beginning, his thoughts were very messy, countless thoughts emerged, countless information was gathering, and the enemy was clearly distinguished, small-scale fighting and large-scale fighting emerged one after another.

When his head was hard to support and when he felt his body explode, everything calmed down.

His brain turned into a sea of ​​clouds, and the white clouds floated, transforming into infinite illusions.

Later, the scenery suddenly changed, and the sea of ​​clouds turned into an endless ocean. The ocean was divided into two poles, one as dark as ink, and the other as pure white as snow.

Black Ji and Bai Ji collided with each other. Black Ji wanted to swallow Bai Ji, and Bai Ji wanted to assimilate Black Ji.

The waves are surging and the waves are splashing.

The two big fish were like helpless puppets, sometimes pushed to the white pole, and sometimes rolled to the black pole.

Abruptly, the black and white poles began to rotate, and the endless sea became a vortex of crazy rotation.

The vortex is turning faster and faster, and finally becomes a black hole that can swallow everything.

The wind is howling, the rain is pouring, the lightning is lightning and thunder are roaring, and the whole world is about to collapse.

I don't know how long it took.

Wow—

When everything is still, when the world returns to tranquility.

The black and white poles are tear and separated, and then they are clearly separated and slowly rotated.

A big fish is in the black and a big fish is in the white. They struggle desperately to break through the cage, but no matter how hard they try, they are shaking their heads and bleeding, they will never be able to meet again.

This is the power of nature and the law of heaven.

When the first ray of morning light breaks through the dark curtain, when the beautiful birds sing the first song.

When flowers bloom, when dew drips on the leaves, ripples and falls—

Fang Yan finally moved.

His legs crossed and he posed in an authentic Fang's plum blossom stud posture.

Bow your body slightly, open your hands, embrace the double circle, and then a complete set of fluent Fang Tai Chi flows out continuously.

It is fast or slow, as light as a cloud, or as thunderous as a thunder.

Some move and undulate, or they are as quiet as a virgin.

White air rises above its head, and the water in the water tank rolls like a boil.

The faster Fang Yan beat, the more intense the water in the water tank rolled. The Pisces in the tank jumped out of the water from time to time, spitting out bubbles after bubble in the air: puff puff puff puff—

Fang Yan felt the changes in his dantian. At that time, the Tai Chi heart, which was silent as death, and sometimes burned like flames, reacted again.

It was still hot, even hotter than ever before. It was like a stove in its belly, which burned a big hole in its belly.

But Fang Yan knew clearly that this was releasing. Only by igniting the silent stove, burning the charcoal fires, and the fire left in the dantian, would the volcano be truly extinguished.

Now, it is the process of burning. He is willing to bear such pain because it is benign and hopeful.

When Fang Yan slowed down, the boiling water seemed to freeze, and the active Pisces also went deep into the valley.

The plum blossoms are like plum blossoms. As Fang Yan wanders, countless plum blossoms bloom beautifully.

When Fang Yan finished the 19th Tai Chi of Fang and breathed and resumed his skills, the water tank was filled with smoke, as if it was like a fairy pond and a god's mansion.

Water overflowed from the tank, endlessly.

Water overflows!

Fang Yan's eyes were closed, but there was an intoxicating smile on his face.

Fang Yan's clothes were not stained with dust, and Fang Yan's face was radiant.

He was wearing a blue shirt and was handsome, like a banished immortal.

At this moment, the worry that the family was pressing forward was flashed, and the violence of his father's tragic death completely disappeared.

There are many rays of rays in the sky, and birds sing and flowers in the yard.

The vanishing snail crawled out of the wet corner and headed towards Fang Yan's upper again-

Fang Yan opened his eyes, his pupils were clear and pure, and his cheeks were as tender as a baby, as if he was a newborn.

"Congratulations." A disagreement suddenly sounded.

Fang Yan turned around, looked at his master Tianjizi standing at the entrance of the courtyard arch, bent down and bowed to him ninety degrees, thanked him with great sincerity, and said, "Thank you for your re-creation."

"The water overflows, and the righteousness continues to stop." Tian Jizi looked at the water tank that was still flowing outwards, and sighed and said, "You have done something that no one can do in the Tai Chi lineage for hundreds of years.

It is a great merit."

Fang Yan smiled and said, "I didn't think so much before doing this. I just thought - if I could enter the water overflow, I could better protect myself and my family."

"Since you see the big one because of the smallness." Tian Jizi raised his foot and stepped into the door and said, "If you can protect yourself and your family, you can also protect the people in the 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, those who have sins will take action and attack.

He will stop him.

He had never thought of making himself a 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 gate of Yanziwu, but he will definitely be remembered by his descendants in the family.

"There were too many unexpected things." Tian Jizi looked at Fang Yan, with surprise in his eyes, and more shocked. "I didn't expect you to stand here at the first time when I first met. I didn't expect you to stand here.

You can be able to enter the spirit so quickly. After you enter the spirit, I didn't expect you to be able to break the realm so quickly. In just seven days, you only took seven days to live to death, cleanse your body, restore your mind, and obtain the supreme way - Fang Yan -

, You are the first person in history."

Seeing Fang Yan's puzzled eyes, Tian Jizi smiled and explained, "Three hundred and twenty-one years ago, the crazy Taoist priest Jingxin used 111 days to break the ice. Two hundred and twenty-nine years ago, the Kuaishou Scholar

Use 136 days to solve the problem. One hundred and sixty-seven years ago, the girl from the Western Regions used 298 days to melt the ice. Thirty-one years ago, the dragon did not underestimate the enemy and used 97 days to realize the truth. The previous few days ago

God, everyone is still joking, let's guess how long you will live here together - some people guess half a year, some people guess a hundred days, because I am a master and apprentice, I always have stronger confidence in you. But, I

The answer is two months—”

Tianjizi's expression was quite self-deprecating and said, "I didn't expect that you would never wake up again when you entered into meditation. I come to visit every day and stand outside the arch to wait. I am not without greater expectations in my heart, but I am worried that the expectations are too high and disappointed.

Too big. Unexpectedly, you succeeded in the end, and - it only took seven days."

Fang Yan bowed to Master Tianjizi again and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master, for caring for the Dharma protector. Without you, I would not be today--"

Tianjizi held the whisk in his hand and said, "Follow me. The head teacher wants to see you."

"Yes, Master." Fang Yan agreed.

When Fang Yan saw Taichong's chief sect, he felt very friendly.

After breaking through the realm, he could feel the profoundness of Taichong's cultivation and the natural aura of peace and the natural emanation.

This is a kind and kind old man, he has eyes that have insight into everything. Fang Yan, who stood in front of him, felt naked and transparent, and had no secret to hide.

The old man's eyes were deep and pure, his pupils were pitch black, and his eyes were as white as paper. There was no dimness, and there was no blood. His eyes did not look like the old man's eyes.

The old man looked up and down with a gentle smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Heroes are young, and this is true."

Fang Yan knelt down in front of the old man and said loudly: "Thank you for your success."

"Get up. Get up." The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "At my age, I am most afraid that others will bow and kowtow to me. When others kneel down, I feel that I am old and may not live long.

Let’s see, who would like to have such troubles?”

"Why would the head sect care about these appearances when he sees through life and death?"

The old man shook his head, looked at Fang Yan with a firm look, and said, "Is there really anyone in the world who sees through life and death?"

"—" This question really stumped Fang Yan. Whether it is the common people in the mountains, nobles and emperors, or those who practice martial arts and seek Taoism, who is really not afraid of death?

"Don't think about it, there is no one." The old man hit the nail on the head. "Those who say they are not afraid of death are liars. They are either to deceive others or to deceive themselves - dishonest."

Fang Yan nodded repeatedly and said, "The headmaster is right. I am afraid of death. It is precisely because I am afraid of death that I work hard and strive to improve myself - in order not to let bad people bully them, not to be afraid of bad people

Kill.”

"It's wrong to be afraid of death." The head sect corrected Fang Yan's idea. "Only with loyalty can there be betrayal, and only with small can there be greatness. If the flowers bloom in spring can there be ice, snow, and cold, and only with death can there be life - fear

It is not a mistake to die and live. However, if you are afraid of death, you will easily become a coward and lose your muscles and bones. This is absolutely not advisable."

Fang Yan bowed to the teachings and said, "Boy has received teachings."

The head teacher looked at Fang Yan and said, "After you have realized the overflowing water, you will become a rare master in this world - what are you going to do next?"

Fang Yan thought about it, looked at the head of the sect with great sincerity, and said loudly: "Go home to get married."

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Chapter completed!