Taiji's Water Overflow realm was equivalent to the inner world's Heavenly Dao realm. Those who could ascend to the Heavenly Dao were the cream of the crop in this world.
Martial artists were like the vast stars, but those who could ascend to the Heavenly Dao realm were like the moon. From the stars surrounding the moon, it was obvious how rare the Heavenly Dao realm was.
There were very few people in the past few centuries who could ascend to the Heavenly Dao at Fang Yan's age. It was inevitable for young people to be arrogant and indulgent. After gaining insights into the Great Dao and learning divine powers, they naturally had to fight and roam the world. Years ago, after Mo Qingdi succeeded in ascending to the Heavenly Dao realm, he had circled the world before returning.
Sect Master Taichong believed that Fang Yan would do the same. After obtaining the highest law of Taiji, he would naturally go out to show his prowess and receive victory and glory.
He never expected Fang Yan's answer to be: Return home to marry a wife.
Was this something a young man should say?
Was this something an expert who had just gained insight into the Water Overflow realm should say?
Did he still have any desire to improve? Did he even talk about the Eight Honors and Eight Shames?
Sect Master Taichong was taken aback for a moment as he asked with uncertainty, "Did you just say — return home to marry a wife?"
"Yes. Return home to marry a wife. " Fang Yan was a little embarrassed. After all, this was his first time marrying a wife. He grinned and said, "A few days ago, my family arranged a wife for me. The wedding date has also been set. It's this year on the eighth of the twelfth lunar month. Sect Master, if you aren't afraid of the hardships, you can come to our Swallow Dock for a wedding. Take it as an early invitation. "
Sect Master Taichong roared with laughter as he looked at Fang Yan and said, "Alright, if it's convenient, I'll head to Swallow Dock for a wedding. I've already forgotten how many years it's been since I've had a drink. I really miss that taste — other than marriage? "
"Apart from marriage?" Fang Yan thought about it seriously and said, "It should be to treat Grandpa's illness. My grandpa's legs aren't good, and he hasn't been able to get out of his wheelchair for years. My master said that the Daoist's' Old Wood Meets Spring 'can cure him, allowing him to stand up again. Now that I've broken through to the Water Overflow realm, I plan on attempting to treat his legs. If I can let him stand up again, it will mean a lot to me — "
"Your filial piety is extremely valuable," the headmaster said with a gratified expression. "Fang Yan, watch carefully."
As Sect Master Taichong spoke, he flicked his sleeves across the teacup in front of him.
The steaming hot tea instantly froze, as if it had just been taken out of the freezer.
Fang Yan widened his eyes and stared unblinkingly at the Hierarch's wrist.
"Let's wait and see." The headmaster of Taichong said.
Fang Yan saw a white light flashing in his palm, as if he was holding a lightning bolt in his palm.
Sect Leader Tai Chong's sleeves brushed past the bowl of iced tea. The ice instantly melted, and the tea was still steaming.
Sect Master Tai Chong acted as though he hadn't done anything, but Fang Yan knew that he had done a lot.
He had done things that many warriors could not do in their lifetime, including Fang Yan who had entered the Water Overflow Realm.
"Do you understand now?" Taichong Sect Master looked at Fang Yan and asked.
Fang Yan nodded, then shook his head.
Sect Master Tai Chong smiled and said: "Close your eyes."
Fang Yan did as he was told.
Sect Master Tai Chong's hand brushed past the steaming hot tea, and the tea froze. Then he brushed past the iced tea, and the iced tea melted and emitted steam again.
It was exactly the same process as before.
"Do you understand now?" Sect Master Tai Chong asked again.
"Understood." Fang Yan, who had his eyes closed, said aloud.
"Understanding doesn't mean you understand. Without the sun, how can there be ice? Without death, how can there be life? Without withered wood, how can there be spring? "Sect Master Tai Chong smiled at Fang Yan:" You can understand everything. You were able to comprehend the Grand Dao and break through to the Water Overflow Realm at such a young age, so you will naturally understand the profoundness of withered wood returning to spring. "
Fang Yan bowed deeply to Sect Master Tai Chong and said gratefully: "Thank you, Sect Master, I didn't think — — you would teach me such an ultimate art."
"Humans are alive, ultimate arts are dead. Only when a dead ultimate art is in the hands of a living person, and it can be used to cure and save people, can it be used to its full potential. Otherwise, a human dying is like an extinguished lamp, no matter how great the ultimate art is, no one can use it. Wouldn't that be a great regret? "
"You are right, Sect Master." Fang Yan bowed again to accept the teachings. In front of this old man, he couldn't make any jokes. Every word he said was something he had to listen to, and after listening, he had to seriously think about it. "In the future, Fang Yan will not hide anything, I will teach everything I know to those who can, so that Hua Xia's ultimate art can be passed down from generation to generation, so that the flame of martial arts will never be extinguished — —"
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord." Sect Master Tai Chong's face was full of joy, he said: "For the best."
When Fang Yan came out of Sect Master Tai Chong's room, his Master Tian Jizi was waiting in the courtyard.
"How is it?" Tian Jizi asked.
"Very good." Fang Yan didn't hide his joy in front of Tian Jizi, he said: "The Sect Master is a very kind and generous old man."
"Hm?" Tian Jizi looked at Fang Yan with a pensive look. He could understand kindness, but what did being generous mean?
"The Sect Master taught me the Withered Tree That Gives Spring." Fang Yan couldn't help but boast. Just like a child who got a beautiful toy, he couldn't help but want to let the people around him know about it.
Tian Jizi was overjoyed, he asked: "Really?"
"Really." Fang Yan nodded.
Tian Jizi's expression was solemn, he looked at Fang Yan and said: "The Withered Tree That Gives Spring is of great significance to our Daoism, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it is our Daoism's guardian treasure. Furthermore, this Withered Tree That Gives Spring was personally taught by the current Sect Master."
"And then?"
"You became the Sect Master's disciple — —" Tian Jizi stared at Fang Yan and said.
"But I am your disciple." Fang Yan said with a determined expression. "Regardless of whether the Sect Master is the Sect Master or not, I only recognize you as my Master — — how can I change my Master just because of the difference in status? I, Fang Yan, can't do such a thing, and I don't want to do it. "
Tian Jizi smiled bitterly and said: "But I didn't teach you the Withered Tree That Gives Spring."
"That's right, why didn't you teach me the Withered Tree That Gives Spring?" Fang Yan looked at Tian Jizi with disdain and said: "We are already master and disciple, isn't it natural for me to teach my disciple? Look at the Sect Master, even though this is the first time we met, he already gave me such a great gift. No wonder the Sect Master was able to become the Sect Master. Look at his heart, his spirit — — "
Tian Jizi was about to cry from Fang Yan's questions and said: "Other than the Sect Master, no one else has the right to teach me the Withered Tree That Gives Spring"
"Why?"
"Because — — the person who obtains the Withered Tree That Gives Spring will become the Sect Master's personal disciple. And after the Sect Master ascends, the disciple who has the ability to use the Withered Tree That Gives Spring will have the chance to become the Sect Master — — "
Fang Yan opened his eyes wide and said: "In other words — —"
"That's right." Tian Jizi nodded with absolute certainty: "Even if the Sect Master hands the entire Sect Master to you, no one will think that it's something surprising"
Fang Yan was stunned for a long time, then turned around and walked into the room.
"What are you doing?" Tian Jizi asked.
"I'm going to see if there's anything else Master needs me to serve. I'm very good at serving tea and pouring water." Fang Yan said aloud.
"— —" Tian Jizi felt like his heart was being cut by a knife. Didn't you say that you, Fang Yan, definitely wouldn't do such a thing, and you don't want to do it? Just what exactly are you doing right now? — — -
Behind the red wall, the old man was leisurely drinking tea.
At their level of cultivation and status, there was no longer a need to hone their muscles and bones. Instead, it was more about enlightenment.
A thousand years passed in a blink of an eye. Sometimes, a single enlightenment could surpass countless predecessors. This was the power of the 'Heavenly Axiom'.
Gongsun Qi's leg injury had completely healed, and he was practicing the Sword-Drawing Technique under the watchful eyes of his Master.
The last mission had made him realize his own shortcomings.
A great teacher produces a great disciple. He had a Master like the Dragon God, and he himself was talented and intelligent, so he would definitely be the number one expert of the younger generation.
But what made him ashamed was that in that dense forest, his partner Fang Yan's performance was far better than his.
Whether it was his ability to adapt on the spot, his ability to fight on the battlefield, or his perseverance and fearlessness of death, they were all beyond his reach.
It could be said that if it weren't for Fang Yan's extraordinary performance, the two of them would have died in that Devil's Forest.
The most unacceptable thing was that he was carried out of the forest by Fang Yan — — this would be the shame of his life.
After his physical recovery, Gongsun Qi entered an intense period of physical recovery and hard training. He hoped that he could have a greater improvement in the shortest time possible.
With a goal, one would be more motivated.
"Let's stop for a while." He held the teacup and shouted.
Gongsun Qi drew his sword and then sheathed it. It was unbelievably fast, and one could not hear any sound of metal colliding during the process.
Gongsun Qi placed the sword on the sword rack and pulled a towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
"Your opponent is Fang Yan?" The Dragon God looked at his beloved disciple and asked. Gongsun Qi was not without talent, nor was it because he did not work hard. At his age, he had achieved such achievements in swordsmanship — — it was indeed amazing.
However, when comparing goods, one had to throw them away. When comparing oneself to others — — it was infuriating.
"Yes." Gongsun Qi did not hide his ambition in front of his Master. "I want to surpass him."
"It's very difficult," the Dragon God said expressionlessly.
"Master — —" Gongsun Qi's face was ashen. He was not angry that his Master said he was not as good as Fang Yan, but he knew very well that if his Master said it would be difficult for him to surpass Fang Yan, it might really be difficult for him to surpass Fang Yan.
"His opponent is me." The Dragon God said with a smile, "In other words, I am the opponent he must defeat in the end."
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