Chapter six hundred and eighty seventh for heaven and earth
Along the way of cultivation, the real "results" are not obtained by cultivation, but are completely performed and created by life itself. - Cultivation only provides prerequisites for this creation of life.
If this is the case, then many things can be explained.
Fang Tian thought of his previous life, where he had not gained even a single hair from his leisurely meditation for twenty years.
After coming to this world, Fang Tian recalled his previous life. When he thought about this aspect, he always felt that the previous life should be a world where cultivation was impossible. But now, Fang Tian suddenly doubted his previous conclusion, and even...
The next moment he doubted it, he basically denied it.
In the past life, the most likely possibility was not that there was no way to practice cultivation, but that there was no "method" for cultivation, and the method was ineffective.
His twenty years of meditation were not professional in any way. After the initial impatience, he simply regarded it as a habit, and no longer had any hope of gaining anything from it.
Looking back now, it stands to reason that it is still in line with the theme of "quiet and far-reaching".
Even if there is no "Zhiyuan", at least there is still "tranquility" and "quietness", right? Taking a step back, even if the degree of "tranquility" is not very good, just a superficial level, it is still the accumulation of twenty years.
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Twenty years!
Even if it's a pile, it should be able to pile something up, right? Even if it's just a little bit!
The problem is, there is not "a little bit".
Fang Tian now suddenly understood why. Even though it was still just a guess.
In twenty years, he has gained nothing at all. His fault lies in "taking his time".
Drilling wood to make fire is a story that almost all educated people in the country where he came from know, but if you just drill the wood slowly, one minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes, one hour
, can you get fire?
cannot.
One day, one month, one year, ten years, one hundred years...
Can I get fire?
The answer is, still can't.
Not to mention a hundred years. Even ten thousand years, a million years, not even!
Under such a "unhurried" situation, accumulation is infinitely equal to dissipation. Therefore, all accumulation is just invalid accumulation and cannot form any effective superposition. In such a situation, twenty years is counted.
What?
Two hundred million years are all in vain!
In other words, all his "cultivation" failed in the end to make something in his body reach a threshold, so some kind of change failed to start. The "big bang" of life failed to take place.
Then, the effect of sitting still is equal to zero.
It's like downloading something from the Internet through a computer. If interrupt operations are not supported, then even if the download is 99.9%, in fact, it is no different from 0%.
In other words, from the actual effect, there are no values such as 1%, 5%, 20%, 50%, etc.
There are only two real values——
One is 0% and the other is 100%.
There is no in-between value.
Cultivation is like picking a ready-made fruit from a tree, and cultivation itself is just moving bricks and stacking bricks so that the practitioner's outstretched hand can reach a certain height.
If the height is high enough, you can pick the fruit and eat the fruit.
No matter how high you go, you can eat the second fruit.
Like this, infinitely upward.
But moving bricks and tiring bricks themselves actually get nothing.
Or, it's like digging a well.
The very act of digging a well cannot nourish you, not even "a little bit"!
You can only dig to a certain limit, then push down with a shovel to break this limit, and then, there will be an infinite spring flowing out...
In terms of spiritual practice, it is the "big bang" of life.
Fang Tian now extremely doubts that in the past life, the legendary Zhang Sanfeng and others were the ones who ate the fruit, drank the spring water, and caused one or two "big explosions" in their lives, while other professional or non-professional practitioners
They are all just hard-working bricklayers and well diggers.
Their time was spent moving bricks and digging wells.
In the end, he didn't even get a dime of wages.
Another example is playing a game similar to Super Mario. There are ten levels in this game. If you clear the level, you will get a reward of 10 billion, but if you only pass nine levels, you will not get a dime!
One step to reach the sky.
At nine o'clock and nine steps, it's still on the ground.
With his thoughts at this point, Fang Tian couldn't help but think of the first cosmic speed in physics in his previous life.
Throw a pebble upward. Only if it breaks through a certain limit can the pebble "go to the sky". If it does not break through this limit, then no matter what your speed is, no matter how much you throw the pebble,
No matter how high it is, the final result is the same.
This pebble will still fall to the ground.
Therefore, for a practitioner, even if he has practiced for fifty years, as long as his life does not cause a "big bang", he is essentially the same as an ordinary person.
Fang Tian thought about the magic practice in this world.
When I first came to this world, I knew from the remaining consciousness of this small body that after a magic apprentice crosses the threshold and is promoted to a mage, his life span will be doubled.
So, what is the lifespan of a first-level magician, a third-level magician, a sixth-level magician, a ninth-level magician, or even a quasi-law?
Fang Tian already knew it, just like ordinary people!
This fact is consistent with his conjecture above.——
Cultivation is almost like walking on a horizontal line. Only when you reach a certain place, this horizontal line will suddenly rise vertically and ninety degrees upward. After rising to a certain height, it will stop, and then, it will rise up.
At this new height, move forward in an almost horizontal line...
Thinking of all this, Fang Tian felt enlightened.
He suddenly had a new understanding of spiritual practice, an understanding that was completely different from the past.
Cultivation, whether it is the practice of warriors, the practice of magicians, or the practice of some existence or non-existence in previous lives, these various methods and means are just a superficial and clumsy way to learn from life itself.
The act of striking up a conversation or saying hello.
To put it simply, "I" do not change my life through cultivation, but I change "me" by getting closer to life and letting life itself.
Life itself is supreme and perfect. It may seem like an inconspicuous well, but this well leads directly to the universe, the vastness, and infinity.
There is no essential difference between life and life. A piece of grass, a tree, or a person are all the same. They are just projections, projections of the universe.
The only difference is "I".
Among the three of grass, trees, and people, the human "I" and the human self-awareness are the most powerful, that's all!
At this moment, Fang Tian thought of many things.
I thought, "I am the only one in heaven and on earth."
I thought, "How can I have my own nature?"
I thought about it, "Every day we lose money for the sake of the Tao, and we lose again and again, until we do nothing, do nothing, and do nothing."
——Feel life, touch life, embrace life, and then "let go" and give everything to life, and let life open up the glory of "me".
That's all.
That’s all!
"I" and heaven and earth are the same yin and yang. Initially, heaven and earth promote "me", and later, "I" should promote heaven and earth.
Fang Tian remembered another sentence, "Establish a heart for heaven and earth."
I borrow heaven and earth to exist, and heaven and earth lend me to rise. My heart is the heart of heaven and earth! My will is the will of heaven and earth! My development is the development of heaven and earth! My sublimation is the heart of heaven and earth. Sublimation! My glory is the glory of heaven and earth!
Every life is a seed.
Every seed contains the trust of heaven and earth.
This kind of seed may be small or humble, but in its core, it carries supreme glory and dignity. As long as it has not withered, as long as it has not been broken, there is always a voice in the dark that will tell it: Be strong, grow, and bloom.
No matter how small you are today, you tomorrow can be the support of heaven and earth.
Even if it is a small piece of grass, you can grow into the pride of the world.
At this moment, Fang Tian wanted to laugh, but he also had the urge to burst into tears.
But in the end, he neither laughed nor burst into tears, but just smiled and sat down quietly. He didn't choose any place, just where he was, where he stood before. Come down.
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