In ancient times, there was a saying that a king couldn't meet another king. Now, there was a saying that the first branch couldn't meet the mistress. When two or more women were together, the fierceness of the fight could be compared to a small-scale war.
One was a powerhouse who stood at the peak of martial arts, and the other was a queen who was as rich as a country. Any man who was able to gain the favor of one of them would be a great blessing to his ancestors.
However, Fang Yan just had deep feelings for these two women.
You couldn't have your cake and eat it too. Qin Yitian and Ye Rou were much more precious than fish and bear paws.
Therefore, when Fang Yan wanted to marry Ye Rou, he would naturally hurt the other woman, Qin Yitian.
Qin Yitian was such a proud and independent woman. Strictly speaking, she was the loser in this battle of love. Today, Ye Rou took the initiative to meet her, which naturally aroused her uncontrollable jealousy in her heart. Whether it was a woman or a goddess, jealousy was inborn and hard to get rid of. Even an excellent woman like Qin Yitian couldn't help but think, "Why did he choose Ye Rou instead of Qin Yitian? Is she really more 'suitable' than me? "
Qin Yitian refused to accept it!
Therefore, the moment she saw Ye Rou, she had restrained and reduced her hostility.
Ye Rou knew where her hostility came from, so she didn't get angry and treated it indifferently.
Ye Rou's attitude angered Qin Yitian even more. She found that the more she showed that she cared about Ye Rou, the more it proved that she had lost completely.
Of course, this was only a battle between a few sentences. Soon, both of them returned to their normal state of interaction.
Qin Yitian didn't want to continue to entangle with the enemy on the battlefield where she had been defeated, so she led the topic to Ye Rou herself.
She was a little curious. Ye Rou was going to marry Fang Yan. Why did she come to visit me at this time?
To show off?
She rejected this idea without hesitation.
If Ye Rou was a woman with no self-restraint, Fang Yan wouldn't have chosen her as his life partner — Qin Yitian believed in his own judgment. How could the man she fancied be bad?
Qin Yitian's office was excessively spacious and luxurious. There was an office area, a lounge area, a sports area, and even a music area. Usually, in addition to Qin Yitian working and resting here, there were several secretaries and assistants guarding around to receive all kinds of orders from Qin Yitian at any time.
To facilitate the negotiation with Ye Rou, Qin Yitian drove all the staff out. Even though there were only two skinny women in this four to five hundred square meters room, it did not feel empty and desolate. This was because the aura that these two women exuded was enough to fill up this huge room.
Ye Rou walked to the French window and looked down at the city. She said softly, "Fang Yan is having a hard time. Only you can help him."
Straight to the point!
Regardless of whether she liked this woman or not, Qin Yitian had to admit that she liked this woman's straightforwardness and magnanimity.
If there was something to say, just say it. Squeaking and nagging would only make people annoyed.
Qin Yitian walked to the sofa and sat down. She picked up the banana milkshake that she had just taken a sip of. She sucked the pure white soft tube with her delicate red lips and said with a smile, "Did you come for this matter?"
"The General Family's offensive is fierce. Huacheng can't withstand it. If you were someone else, Fang Yan would ask you for help. But, you are Qin Yitian — so, no matter how difficult it is, he won't ask you for help, "Ye Rou said softly.
"Hmm? So, I should take the initiative to help him — "Qin Yitian looked at Ye Rou thoughtfully and said with a smile," How do you know that I didn't help him? "
"I know that you have been helping him." Ye Rou looked at Qin Yitian calmly, making it clear that she was speaking from the bottom of her heart. "I know that you have done many things behind his back. But, this is far from enough — "
"So, what you mean is — I should drag the entire Qin family into a battle with the General Family?"
"What if — I'm saying, what if, the General Family will suffer a crushing defeat in this battle?"
Qin Yitian's eyes were like twinkling stars, instantly lighting up the entire room. He asked, "What guarantee do you have?"
"The Heavenly Dao realm's Heart of Heavenly Dao," Ye Rou said with certainty. "After entering the Heavenly Dao realm, one has to follow the heavens and follow one's heart. If one goes against this heart, at best, one's cultivation will no longer improve. At worst, one's realm will collapse and one will become a cripple."
Qin Yitian sighed softly and said, "You should know my current situation in the Qin family. It's not up to me to make decisions in the Qin family. The influence I can bring is also extremely limited — if I could make decisions, would I need to wait for you to come to me today? The General Family would have long been destroyed. "
"I'm only telling you the outcome. As for how the Qin family will react — that will require you to convince them." Ye Rou turned around and looked into Qin Yitian's beautiful eyes. The setting sun outside the window elongated her figure infinitely. Her shadow was cast on the sofa next to Qin Yitian. Half of their bodies overlapped, and they looked like a pair of sisters who were very close to each other. "I know you're very smart. Everyone knows you're very smart. I believe that there's nothing in this world that can stop you — as long as you're willing, you can do it. It's the same for me. "
Qin Yitian bit his lips and snorted coldly. "Are you trying to provoke me?"
"Bring it on."
Fang Yan didn't know that the two girls were at daggers drawn in Yan Capital. All his thoughts and energy were focused on the large fish tank.
Ever since his master, Tian Jizi, directed his attention to that big fish tank, he had never left that fish tank.
He didn't eat, drink, or move.
He just stood next to the fish tank, watching every change in the fish tank. He watched the black and red fish bubble, watched them stir the water in the fish tank into whirlpools, watched the calm water, and watched the ripples when the raindrops or raindrops fell into the tank.
Fang Yan had been standing in front of the fish tank for three days!
No one told Fang Yan if the fish tank was the legendary treasure "Tai Chi Diagram", but Fang Yan knew very well that it was the "Tai Chi Diagram" he was looking for.
What was Tai Chi?
"Zhuangzi" said, "Above Tai Chi, it's not high; below the Six Extremes, it's not deep; born in ancient times, it's not old."
"Tai Chi" was big. "Ji" was the end, the extreme point.
The fish tank wasn't big enough, and the water in the tank wasn't deep enough. It wasn't that one couldn't see the end of it. However, everything complemented each other and formed a harmonious whole.
The fish benefited from the water and the fish.
The fish were happy from the water and the tank.
The water had a tank, and the fish in the tank lived.
The fish were alive, and the water was flowing. With the living fish and water, the tank became lively.
Some people only looked at the fish and the water, but no one ever looked at the tank.
What was a tank?
It was the foundation and also the core. It was the root and also the soul. It could be the round frame on the Tai Chi Diagram, or it could be the inside of the black and white fish. It could be infinitely big, or infinitely small.
It changed with the number of fish and the depth of the water, but it also limited the number of fish and the depth of the water.
It was the Sea of Energy of Fang Yan's Tai Chi Heart, the crazily spinning core.
No matter how the fish swam, no matter how the water was stirred, the core would not disperse, and the fish would not die.
"One is two, two is infinite."
"One is not a number, it is nothing. It is nothing. "
"It is infinite to begin with, so why regenerate it?"
Countless kinds of information were gathering in Fang Yan's mind, and countless thoughts were colliding.
Some of those thoughts were in pairs, some were in groups of three to five, and some were promoting and nourishing each other. Most of the time, they were in conflict with each other, killing each other to the death.
The so-called Heavenly Dao realm was not a competition with others, but a competition with oneself.
If one couldn't even convince oneself, how could one conquer the Heavenly Dao?
When one's thoughts were clear, it was the day one could step through the door to the Heavenly Dao.
Fang Yan saw a glimmer of hope, as though he could touch it just by reaching out his hand.
But what he needed to do now was to first convince himself.
At the courtyard's arched door, on the moss-covered stone steps, several Daoists stood silently.
The leader of the group was a Daoist priest who looked extremely old. His old age was a kind of feeling. It was the kind of feeling that made people feel that he was old, that he should have experienced many hardships, and that he should be respected by everyone. However, one could not find any signs of old age on him.
This was the return to simplicity that came when one's cultivation level reached its pinnacle. It could also be said to be the Daoist's "spring returns to a withered tree."
Behind him were a few Daoists of different heights dressed in azure-colored robes. They served behind the elder, deliberately maintaining a distance of a step from him.
"How long have you been standing there?" the elder asked.
"Sect Master, he has been standing there for three days," Divine Jizi said softly.
"That means that he entered a meditative state on the second day he came to Immeasurable Temple —" Sect Master Taichong said in astonishment. "I heard that he and the previous Taiji Diagram guardian, Mo Qingdi, were fellow disciples? How long has Mo Qingdi been staying here? "
"Ninety-seven days," a fat Daoist with a horsetail whisk in hand said. "Mo Qingdi was brought here by me."
"Alright." Sect Master Taichong wore a faint smile as he asked, "Everyone, why don't you guess how many days this child can stay in Immeasurable Temple?"
"Mo Qingdi is extremely talented. He has stayed for ninety-seven days, so Fang Yan will naturally stay for more than half a year —"
"That's hard to say. Look at him, he seems to have gained some enlightenment. Perhaps he can return in a hundred days —"
"I guess —" Divine Jizi gritted his teeth and thought that since Fang Yan was his disciple, he definitely had to support him. He said, "Two months is enough."
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