"If people can always be at peace, heaven and earth will return."
In the face of Fang Qiu's request, the old man stood up, walked out of the cabin, and looked up at the sky.
Then he continued to say, "Let go of everything these days and meditate at the top of the mountain. I will protect you. How much you can recover depends on how much you can let go."
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu raised his eyebrows.
Although he was not sure whether the recovery method the old man said really worked, Fang Qiu still bowed to the old man to thank him.
He knew.
He might have some achievements in martial arts practice, but in terms of cultivation, the old man was definitely at the top level. Since the old man said so, it should be effective.
At ten o 'clock in the evening.
Fang Qiu followed the old man up the mountain.
The two slowly walked up the mountain one after the other.
When he arrived at the top of the mountain, Fang Qiu found that the top of the mountain was very flat. In the center, there was a cyan boulder about three meters in diameter buried in the ground with only one side exposed. It looked like it was specially built for cultivators.
Standing at the top of the mountain, Fang Qiu could see the top of Mount Tai very clearly.
Although Mount Tai was very majestic.
But standing at the top of the mountain, he could see a broader view.
In the sky, there were stars.
Looking up, it gave people a sense of peace and tranquility.
"Let's start."
At eleven o 'clock, the old man stood aside and said with a smile.
"Okay."
Fang Qiu nodded, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate.
The old man did not move.
He just stood aside and watched quietly, as if sensing something.
Until Fang Qiu fell into a state of silence, the old man smiled, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate.
On the way up the mountain, the old man told Fang Qiu.
Cultivation needed to let go and meditate.
The purpose of taking Fang Qiu to the top of the mountain was to let Fang Qiu meditate, let go of everything, and focus on cultivation.
Therefore.
When he sat down cross-legged.
Fang Qiu did not think about anything, directly threw away everything in his heart and mind, and began to meditate.
Just as Fang Qiu started to meditate, he felt that his whole body had fallen into an ethereal state, as if he was no longer a human, but a mass of invisible air, a gust of wind, or a weed growing on the top of a mountain.
In fact, in the process of martial arts practice, Fang Qiu had experienced the process of self-knowledge and understanding of nature many times. He had experienced spring, summer, autumn, and winter. He had also experienced the universe and stars. He even understood nature and Yin and Yang because of this.
Therefore …
When he was in meditation, he could easily enter a state of harmony with nature.
However, just as Fang Qiu opened his heart and let himself be integrated with nature.
Suddenly.
The scenery in front of him changed.
A golden path of light appeared beneath his feet, extending into the endless depths.
"Let's go."
A voice rang in his ears.
Fang Qiu turned his head to look.
They saw.
The old man had actually appeared beside him, and he was standing right in the middle of this bright path.
It was clear that this great path of light was the elder's own long path of cultivation, and this was the starting point.
"Just sense it, don't think about it."
The old man's voice sounded again.
Fang Qiu nodded knowingly and then took the initiative to step forward.
With every step he took, Fang Qiu could sense something and see something. But these things flashed quickly and didn't stop Fang Qiu's pace.
Fang Qiu walked all the way, not in a hurry.
The old man had always accompanied him, saying nothing and asking nothing.
He walked and walked, looking at the endless front.
He didn't know how long he had walked.
Fang Qiu still hadn't seen the end, but he saw a glimmer of light ahead.
He came to the light.
Fang Qiu suddenly found that he had walked for 99,000 miles and was only one step away from 100,000 miles.
"Can you put it down?"
The old man's voice sounded at the right time.
Fang Qiu didn't speak. He lifted his foot and took the last step forward.
His foot fell.
In an instant, countless pictures immediately flashed in Fang Qiu's mind. These pictures were not the experiences he had had, but scenes that he was not familiar with at all.
In these pictures, Fang Qiu clearly saw his parents and relatives.
He saw his friends.
He saw the whole Huaxia Wulin.
He saw the panic and despair in the eyes of the people who had suffered disasters all over the world.
He saw the cause of Chinese Medicine.
He saw every patient in the world who was tortured by pain.
He also saw … Nirvana!
The sudden appearance of these pictures made Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel confused in an instant.
With his mind in a mess, Fang Qiu's look and expression began to change constantly. He seemed to be very uncomfortable.
"Haha …"
The old man's voice came, like a clear stream, dispelling all the pictures that had just appeared in Fang Qiu's mind. Then he said with a smile, "Sometimes, letting go is a better way to bear it."
"You're under too much pressure."
"It's your heart that gives you pressure."
"Put it down."
"Then, bear it again!"
Hearing the old man's words.
Fang Qiu turned his head to look at the old man.
He also knew to let go, but how could it be so easy to do this word?
No.
He still couldn't let go.
Because he still had feelings and righteousness, family, love, friendship, and the righteousness to save people and protect the country!
These were his lifelong pursuits, the driving force for him to continue to live. Without these pursuits, he would never have worked so hard, and he would never have encountered so many things in just a few years.
It was like a car that was driven to a hundred kilometers. It was impossible to stop it in an instant.
He needed a buffer.
What Fang Qiu needed most now was a buffer.
"I'll show you. Let go of your power."
Looking at Fang Qiu, the old man said with a smile, and then stepped out with a calm smile on his face.
One step.
Just one step.
He actually crossed three thousand miles directly!
Seeing this scene, Fang Qiu was immediately deeply shocked.
He had also set foot on this bright road, so he was very clear about how difficult it was to move forward on this bright road.
It was very difficult for him to take a step at the beginning, let alone at the level of one hundred thousand miles.
This road became more and more difficult as he went.
However, this old man could still cross three thousand miles in one step when he had reached the position of one hundred thousand miles.
What did this mean?
Looking at the old man, Fang Qiu was a little at a loss. He didn't know what kind of emotion he should show because he was still in a dilemma.
The next moment.
He moved and appeared next to the old man again.
"I haven't completely let go."
As soon as Fang Qiu arrived, the old man said with a smile, and then added, "I'll let go a little more."
After that.
He took another step forward.
One step and crossed another three thousand miles!
With this step, Fang Qiu was also taken three thousand miles away.
Ahead.
There were still two thousand miles to go. Fang Qiu seemed to see the end, but when he looked down, he found that he had been rejected by this bright road. He was not in the range of the bright road at all.
"You're looking."
Before Fang Qiu could be shocked, the old man's voice came again.
The next moment.
The old man took another step.
With a step, he actually walked to the end of this bright road.
One hundred and eight thousand miles. Done!
There was no road ahead.
"This, this is the end?"
The moment the old man reached the end, Fang Qiu was completely shocked.
He looked at the old man in disbelief.
One hundred and eight thousand miles was so easy and easy for the old man?
"No."
The old man's voice came.
Fang Qiu turned to look.
He saw.
The old man standing at the end of the bright road was only one step away from the real end.
"When I let go and let go, maybe I can take this last step."
The old man said.
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu's thoughts began to turn violently in an instant.
"Let go?"
"Do I really have to let go?"
"Let go of family, friendship, country, the world, medicine, and everything?"
Every time Fang Qiu thought of a point, a picture of that point would appear in his mind, which made him very confused and very uncomfortable.
Here.
Back to reality.
At the top of the mountain.
The old man who took Fang Qiu through the long road opened his eyes and woke up.
He stood up.
He looked at Fang Qiu, who was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
At this moment.
Fang Qiu's whole body was trembling violently.
It was a situation where one had fallen into an extreme mental struggle. When one's mind and spirit were extremely tense and tangled, one's body would also tremble uncontrollably because of the mental tension.
Seeing this scene.
The old man stepped in front of Fang Qiu, then slowly raised his right hand and gently put it on Fang Qiu's head.
"Let go!"
A loud shout came from the old man's throat.
Fang Qiu was still trembling.
"Let go!"
The old man shouted again.
Fang Qiu's trembling was obviously much weaker, but still continued.
"Let go!"
The old man shouted for the third time.
As the shout fell, Fang Qiu's trembling body finally calmed down completely.
The old man withdrew his palm.
Then he took three steps back and stepped on the edge of the blue stone on the ground. He walked around Fang Qiu in a clockwise direction, while opening his mouth and saying, "If people can always be at peace, heaven and earth will return."
The old man's reading speed was neither fast nor slow.
He walked around and read it twice.
The first time, his voice was not loud, as if he was afraid of disturbing the peace.
The second time, the voice was a little louder.
The third time, the voice was louder.
The fourth time, and louder!
Until the end, the old man's voice seemed to come from the sky, resounding through the world and shaking through the ages.
And as the voice gradually became louder.
The originally calm and tranquil world finally showed some changes.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth in all directions began to rotate with the old man's footsteps, constantly surging from all directions, in the sky directly above the mountain top, merging together, forming a huge vortex that looked like thousands of clouds superimposed together.
When the old man read the last word for the last time.
In the sky.
The vortex of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, which seemed to be completely superimposed by clouds, roared down from the sky like thunder, directly bombarding Fang Qiu's head.
Endless Qi of Heaven and Earth poured into Fang Qiu's body crazily.
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