But Fang Jian had just walked a few dozen steps when he heard Fei Yan shouting from behind, and then the sound of an iron whip piercing the air.
Fang Jian raised his hand and grabbed it, and with a 'snap' sound he caught the Iron Whip in his hand. Then he pulled it hard, and the Iron Whip came out of Fei Yan's hand with a 'squeak' sound.
The entire iron whip was taken away by Fang Jian, which made Feiyan stunned and said in shock: "You didn't use magic weapons, you are not a Yangshen realm monk at all!"
Fang Jian coiled the frosted iron whip into a circle in his hand, then threw it to Fei Yan and said, "Is it important whether you are a Yangshen realm monk?"
The Frosted Iron Whip fell into Fei Yan's arms, and Fei Yan grabbed it with both hands, only to find that all the magic power on it had disappeared, and had been erased by a more powerful force.
Fei Yan raised his head and said to Fang Jian: "You are obviously not a Yangshen realm monk, why do you pretend to be a Yangshen realm monk? Are you pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?"
Fang Jian chuckled, looked at Fei Yan and said, "Are you a tiger?"
Fei Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm not."
Fang Jian said: "Regardless of whether I pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, since you are not a tiger, don't be so domineering. The purpose of practice is to live forever, not to be brave and cruel."
"That's it for now, I'll take my leave." Fang Jian bowed to Fei Yan, then turned and left again.
Fei Yan's five fingers on her right hand tightly grasped the Frosted Iron Whip. In her mind, Fang Jian had already walked more than ten feet, when she suddenly called out: "Wait a minute."
Fang Jian stopped again and turned to look at Feiyan. At this time, Feiyan stepped forward quickly, came to Fang Jian and asked, "I would like to ask you for your opinion on the way of cultivation."
Fang Jian smiled and said: "Just now you were fighting to the death with me, but now you are asking me for advice, why have you changed so much?"
Fei Yan said: "Because I can't beat you now, and your reasoning is very reasonable."
Fang Jian said: "You said a very nice nonsense, okay, time is running out, so let's discuss it here."
Feiyan nodded, and then said: "My name is Feiyan, what's yours?"
"Fang Da." Fang Jian said.
Feiyan said: "Fellow Daoist Fang, what do you think the purpose of cultivation is?"
Fang Jian asked back: "What did you think before? In other words, why did you come into contact with the way of cultivation before?"
Feiyan said: "I was taught Taoism by my mother and then practiced Taoism. My father didn't like me because my qualifications were very poor, so my mother told me that I can only become strong by practicing hard. My father Only then will you look at me differently."
Fang Jian immediately commented sharply: "It seems that your mother is an unscrupulous person."
Fei Yan's expression changed and he immediately raised the hand holding the iron whip, "You are not allowed to insult my mother."
Fang Jian said: "You are wrong. I did not insult your mother. Your mother is indeed an unruly person, and unruly means that she has not mastered the principles of spiritual practice."
Feiyan's expression softened slightly and he said: "Then tell me, why did my mother not master the principles of cultivation? She obviously taught me all my Taoism, so why do you say that she didn't master the principles of cultivation?"
Fang Jian said: "Teaching you Taoism does not mean that she has mastered the principles of practice. She makes you work hard to become strong, and then makes your father look at you with admiration. This in itself goes astray, in order to gain Practicing for the approval of others, rather than practicing to improve yourself and gain insight into the mysteries of heaven and earth. In my opinion, a person's cultivation should be divided into three levels."
Feiyan asked: "What three levels?"
Fang Jian said: "A low-level practitioner practices for others. A middle-level practitioner practices for himself."
Hearing Fang Jian stop, Fei Yan quickly asked: "What about the top-grade practitioners? What do they practice for?"
Fang Jian shook his head and said: "I don't know either, because I am not a top-grade practitioner. I can only be regarded as a middle-grade practitioner at best."
Fei Yan said: "Perhaps, top-grade practitioners practice for the sake of sentient beings in the three realms?"
Fang Jian said: "This is a possibility, but it is not comprehensive, because the way of heaven does not only include the beings in the three realms. The great road is even more magnificent. The so-called sentient beings in the three realms are only one or two thousandths of the great way."
"Why one or two in three thousand?" Feiyan asked again.
Fang Jian said: "Because there are three thousand avenues."
Feiyan seemed to have some realization, but she quickly said: "But you said that low-level practitioners practice for others, which will give rise to two explanations. One is like me, in order to gain the approval and attention of others. As for cultivation, the other is to practice in order to save others and help others. These two are completely different 'for others', are they both low-grade practitioners?"
Fang Jian nodded and said: "Yes, the fact that you can draw inferences from one example shows that your understanding is not low. You just have poor qualifications in cultivation. But the quality of qualifications does not mean everything. Understanding is the most important thing."
Fang Jian continued: "What I call a middle-class person who 'cultivates for oneself' does not mean 'selfishly for oneself' in the narrow sense. This 'for oneself' includes improving one's own morality, realm, and magic power. , knowledge, and all other 'good' things. Therefore, when a person works hard to practice in order to improve his moral realm and knowledge of magic power, he is a middle-grade practitioner. And what you said is to help others Cultivation is included in the meaning of a middle-grade practitioner."
"When a middle-grade practitioner improves in all aspects, it will be a matter of course for him to save all sentient beings and hide evil and promote good." Fang Jian said.
Finally, Fang Jian concluded: "To serve others, you must first serve yourself. This sentence means, 'If you want to better help others, you must first improve yourself.'"
After Fei Yan heard this, his whole body suddenly understood. He was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
Her originally depressed and gloomy expression also became radiant. Although her sunken eyes still looked ferocious, they were extremely bright.
"I seem to have understood a little bit of the principles of cultivation." Feiyan said.
Fang Jian said: "Then you should find a pure place to live in seclusion and improve your state of mind."
Fei Yan said: "Just right here."
"Okay." Fang Jian looked at Fei Yan and said, "Then do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'll leave."
Fei Yan thought for a while and then asked: "Can you improve your state of mind by walking around?"
Fang Jian said: "Maybe."
Fei Yan was confused: "Maybe?"
Fang Jian said: "Yes, maybe it can. Don't talk too much, otherwise the water will overflow."
When Fei Yan heard this, he was suddenly startled, "I suddenly realized another truth."
Fang Jian was surprised, "What's the point?"
Fei Yan said: "You just said that when the water is full, it will overflow. What I was thinking was that when the water is full, it will overflow. Why not increase the volume of the container?"
"Therefore, I realized a truth from this. Our physical body is this container, and our Taoist magic power is the flowing water that continues to flow in. When our physical body cannot hold water that exceeds its own volume, although it will not overflow, it will not overflow. We can no longer access flowing water from the outside world, is that true?" Feiyan asked.
Fang Jian clapped his hands and said: "Yes, that's the truth. It seems that your understanding is very high. There is no need for you to practice in order to gain the approval of others. You can become a powerful immortal cultivator yourself."
When Feiyan heard this, she immediately covered her cheeks and sat on the ground and started crying. After crying for more than ten breaths, she said, "Today I know that I am not a mediocre person even though I was born in the world."
Fang Jian smiled faintly. Seeing that Fei Yan's eyes had opened, he immediately cupped his hands and said, "Pindao, take your leave."
Feiyan quickly stood up, bowed his hands solemnly to Fang Jian, and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, take care."
(End of chapter)
