Prying into the secrets of heaven and seeking the Dao. This was something that defied ethics and common sense.
What was heaven?
No one knew. Ye Rou herself didn't know either.
If you didn't know what you were looking for, how could you find it?
Mysterious within mysterious, the door of all wonders.
This was what Laozi said in the Tao Te Ching. It meant that if you wanted to open the door of all wonders and the password of life, you needed to comprehend it with your heart and find the rules and connections between all things. The Dao was natural and the Dao didn't change. However, there were rules.
Everything had an origin and an end. Knowing the order, you had to follow the Dao.
No one knew what heaven was because ten thousand people would have ten thousand different answers in their hearts. This was the same logic as the classic saying, "A thousand readers have a thousand Hamlets in their hearts."
Heaven wasn't a fantasy or a different world. It was just a thought in your heart.
Everyone had all sorts of thoughts in their mind, and each thought represented the only path they could take.
Some people couldn't understand some things their entire lives and died in depression. Some people struggled for a while and finally thought it through or decided to give up. Instead, they felt refreshed and happy for the rest of their lives.
This was a challenge that everyone had to go through. It was also a test that they had to endure every day.
From small things like "what to eat today" to big things like "should I beat up the neighbor Old Wang" —
This was a choice and a clear thought.
All martial artists knew that heaven was the strongest power in the world. Prying into the secrets of heaven and seeking the Dao. This was something that defied ethics and common sense. In serious cases, it would even trigger the power of laws.
Therefore, to pry into the backlash of heaven, one had to gamble with the most important beliefs in one's heart.
A good official would lose his position, a greedy person would lose his wealth, a good name would lose his reputation, a good person would lose his person —
Either he regressed and became a mortal for all eternity.
Or move forward and give up what you cared about the most.
Heaven was the only one!
If one wanted to pry into heaven, one had to cut off their emotions, desires, and dust to become a servant of heaven —
It was easy to say, but how could it be?
If Ye Daoling were to give up his position, if Fang Yan were to give up his family, if Ye Rou were to give up Fang Yan, everyone had countless desires in their hearts. Everyone had their own people or things that were worth protecting with their lives.
Who dared to give up so easily? Those who had the willpower to become monks were all heartless bastards with great ideals and wisdom. Those who had the courage to commit suicide were just pure heartless bastards.
It wasn't until this moment that Ye Rou realized that her deepest obsession was Fang Yan —
The man whom she had beaten since she was a child, the man who used to regard her as a scourge, the man who was treacherous and affectionate, the man who could make her furious and bring her laughter …
The man she had fallen in love with when she was very, very young.
If she wanted to find the Heavenly Axiom, if she wanted to run on the road of martial arts without any worries, then she had to completely separate from that man. She had to expel him from the depths of her heart, delete him from the depths of her memory, let him leave her thoughts, let him leave her life, let him no longer be able to arouse any of her emotions …
Let him become a passerby, let him become a faceless person.
The scene changed again. Ye Rou was once again in the deserted Gobi Desert. She saw the white crane that looked like Fang Yan — as long as it stretched out its hand, it could break her neck.
The scene changed again. Ye Rou came to the grassland in the spring breeze. She looked into the eyes of the young deer. The deer nudged her chest with its sharp horns and even rubbed her soft breasts shamelessly. She felt a tingling sensation on her body. She almost couldn't stand steadily — as long as she slapped down, she could slap the deer to death —
The scene changed again. Ye Rou was choked by the ferocious ghost that looked like Fang Yan. Her face turned purple and she had difficulty breathing —
The scene changed again. The long sword in her hand was hanging on Fang Yan's neck, but she couldn't chop off his head —
This scene kept repeating. All the scenes related to Fang Yan kept changing.
In the end, it turned into countless fast-forward scenes that flashed in and out of Ye Rou's mind.
Countless scenes flashed. Countless Fang Yan were shouting — shouting at her, smiling at her, brandishing his claws at her, waving his long sword at her —
Ye Rou's mood began to become agitated. A lot of beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Her meditating body was unstable. Her hands that were upside down on her knees were trembling slightly.
Every time she trembled, large beads of sweat would fall from the back of her hands.
Her hair was soaked and stuck to her scalp.
On the stone table, the water had already formed a river.
Between the Heavenly Dao and Fang Yan, how should Ye Rou choose? How should she choose? —
The agitation became stronger and stronger. Her body turned into a barrel of dynamite, as if it could explode at any time.
Fang Yan wanted to shout to Ye Daoling, "Let's have a temporary truce. I want to see Ye Rou —"
But he was very clear that if he didn't beat Ye Daoling until he was convinced, Ye Daoling wouldn't allow him to see Ye Rou.
Just as Ye Daoling said, no one cared more about whether Ye Rou could successfully break through than the Ye Family. The Ye Family wouldn't allow anyone to destroy Ye Rou's breakthrough at this critical period. At least in their eyes, Fang Yan was here to destroy.
The most talented child in the family, known as the rare 'good horse' of the Ye Family, who dared to let her experience even a little bit of risk when she was facing the biggest obstacle in her life?
Ye Daoling's fist that was swollen with a strong force became smaller and smaller. When it reached Fang Yan's face, it was no different from an ordinary fist. It was even smaller than a normal person's fist. It looked like a child's fist —
The force was restrained, tightening the flesh and shrinking the bones.
The fist was like a grenade. When it collided with a person or object, it would explode like a grenade —
Right now, Fang Yan felt the pressure of facing a grenade.
Fang Yan felt the danger, and so did the Heart of Tai Chi.
The silent Heart of Tai Chi suddenly spun wildly. The Tai Chi Domain also fully unfolded in Fang Yan's mind.
In the Tai Chi Domain, Ye Daoling disappeared. There was only a big red ball attacking him — the Tai Chi Domain wouldn't lie. The big red ball that it presented was the true face of Ye Daoling's punch.
What the naked eye could see was a maze.
White Tiger Swallows the Moon!
Ye Daoling's abdomen had a whimper. Ye Daoling opened his mouth and roared. Ye Daoling was like an adult tiger, wanting to destroy the 'moon' of Fang Yan with one punch —
Fang Yan stood in place, his feet apart, his hands stretched out naturally, and kept drawing circles in front of him.
One circle connected to another, and countless circles turned into a qi core.
This qi core was like a tornado, covering Ye Daoling who was pouncing at him —
Ye Daoling's body was shrouded by the tornado, and then he disappeared.
Crackle crackle —
A loud explosion and the roar of a tiger came from the tornado —
A dazzling white light flashed. The white light cut through the dark night of the small courtyard, and the silence of Swallow Dock —
It was like a searchlight rising into the sky, shining so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes.
The wind swept the fallen leaves, and the dust flew.
The world changed color, and the bright moon shone brightly.
Hiss —
A hole was torn in the tornado, and Ye Daoling's body rushed out from that hole.
The hole created by the tornado naturally couldn't maintain the integrity of this domain.
Boom —
The tornado burst open.
The wind swept in all directions, and the gatekeeper Ye Laosan was blown down by the strong wind. His body rolled several times on the ground.
The biggest gust of wind hit the century-old vermilion door of the Ye Family's old residence. There was a loud crack, and a big hole appeared on the door —
Creak creak —
The door on the left shook violently for a few times, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
The door of the Ye Family's old residence was actually knocked down by the tornado energy released by Fang Yan.
Ye Daoling's body soared in the air, and he charged forward rapidly.
Clang —
His feet trod on the bluestone tiles. The bluestone tiles couldn't bear the great power that came with his body, and with a loud cracking noise, the tiles caved in, just like two pieces of tofu being crushed by someone's foot.
Ye Daoling's hair was messy, and his clothes were torn into pieces. Wounds appeared on his face, and blood was oozing out —
Ye Daoling's pupils were filled with red veins, and he stared at Fang Yan without blinking.
There was some doubt, but more of an uncontrollable anger.
Hearing the commotion outside, the Ye Family all turned on the lights, and many people rushed to the small courtyard.
Ye Daowen's expression was slightly angry, but he didn't say anything to Fang Yan. Since Ye Daoling had appeared, as the big brother, he wasn't in a hurry to express his attitude.
Ye Daoling's other juniors had ugly expressions. Fang Yan's actions were seen as provocation by them.
"Fang Yan, are you crazy? You came to smash our door in the middle of the night? "Ye Daoyi stared at Fang Yan with an unfriendly expression, and shouted in a low voice.
"Fang Yan, what are you-" Ye Daoyi originally wanted to scold Fang Yan, but thinking of the relationship between Fang Yan and Sister Wen Nuo, he stomped his feet and said: "Why did you come to the Ye Family so late at night?"
Ye Fengsheng was shocked to see the fallen door. The Ye Family had been standing for thousands of years, and had been despised, trampled, and stepped on countless times —
However, it was the first time the door was torn down like tonight.
Ye Fengsheng moved his fat butt and jogged in front of Fang Yan. His voice became a bit shaky as he said: "Fang Yan, you- how did you know that our door was about to fall? I already found out that this door was rotten, and I always wanted to get a new one — — but this is our Ye Family's matter, you should quickly go back — — "
As he spoke, he tried to push Fang Yan away.
"You tore down the door of our Ye Family?" Ye Daoling looked at Fang Yan with a hoarse voice and asked.
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