Xu Yishan estimated that even if the teacher knew that he was dealing with it like this, he should say that it was good.

And this fate between him and Xu Tonghui will play its role one day in the future.

In fact, there is no need to wait for the future.

In just this time, didn't he already have a lot of realizations and gains in his practice? It is no exaggeration to say that they are worth a hundred years of meditation for him!

Actually, it's like this, you may not get anything for a hundred years, and then one day after a hundred years, you will make incredible progress in one day.

The higher the cultivation, the more this situation will occur.

Because the middle and low levels only rely on cultivation, for example, in the Qi Condensation stage, as long as you cultivate step by step every day, you will naturally usher in a rising tide and a steady increase in cultivation.

Tongmai is actually the same.

And when it comes to enlightenment, there will be many forks in the road.

Don't talk about Xu Yishan, even his teacher, I don't know which ones are shortcuts and which ones are roundabouts, because as we walk, the peaks and loops turn, and the shortcuts may turn into detours, and the detours may also turn into shortcuts.

The pros and cons reversed in an instant.

but it is a blessing or a curse, and it is within the merits of this.

This is still the case with the cultivation of the human level, let alone the ground level.

Therefore, when it comes to the "dignity of the teacher's path", many things on the path of cultivation can only be solved by inheritance.

No matter how talented you are, you can solve one problem but not ten problems, and you can solve ten problems but not a hundred problems.

You can solve most, if not most, problems, but you can't solve all of them!

And the one you can't solve, either makes it difficult for you to toss and turn, or directly blocks your path!

For example, Xu Yishan's current level, and he suddenly has something to gain, and re-corrects and determines the direction, such an opportunity or fortune, there are few cultivators in the world who can encounter it.

If you let other cultivators of the third realm of the earth level know about such a thing, I am afraid that your eyes will be red with envy.

And then, without caring for anything, came to him as a "guest".

Or find a way to seduce Xu Tonghui to them.

"I'm the landlord of Na Annan!"

"There are two fields in the family!"

"The fields planted are delicious and delicious, but they don't know it!"

"If you want to come to me if you know it, then you have to ask me if I'm hospitable!"

Xu Yishan hummed in his heart.

When he was a teenager, one year, the teacher took him on a tour of the imperial capital, and on a certain performance stage, there was an old man with long sleeves mopping the floor babbling and humming, the rhythm was fast and slow, and the tone was low and high.

When he was a teenager, Xu Yishan didn't understand it, but many years later, he often recalled it.

In fact, the speed of the rhythm and the pitch of the voice are exactly the same as the practice!

Fast is also practice, slow is also practice, low is also practice, and high is also practice.

Whether it's cultivation or life, it's all like this, some are fast and some are slow, some are low and some are high.

And the experience of fast, slow, low and high, quality, fine taste, fine taste, this is a necessary process for a cultivator to go to the higher level.

Just like when he was in the Northland.

Outside, there were large expanses of snow, and the whole world was in the middle of nowhere, not to mention that the mountains were covered in thick snow.

And he was in that cabin, and he lit a bonfire.

It is not the body that is warm, but the heart.

It's not snow that melts, it's meaning.

Since following the teacher's practice, Xu Yishan has a total of three signs in his heart.

The first sign is the "Yishan" when it was first accepted by the teacher.

The second sign is the heavy snow in the sky and the earth, the cabin in the heavy snow, and the bonfire in the cabin.

The third sign of the road, or in the heavy snow in the north, the teacher led him, and the three worships he did, one worshiped the dignity of the teacher, the second worshiped the virtue of the earth, and the third worshiped the grace of heaven.

Whenever I think of these three signs.

No matter how chaotic the heart is, it is quiet.

No matter how complicated things are, they are simple.

There is no problem that cannot be solved.

If there is, then break it!

With "heart".

With "knowledge".

With "force".

If the mind, consciousness, and power are not enough, then continue to concentrate and practice slowly, waiting for the day when they are enough.

"Tonghui, both of us will participate in the Taoist poetry meeting in the near future, but we will be the main event at that time, and we can't end up by ourselves. Xu Yishan said with a smile, "Why don't we come here today, and also come to a poem topic?"

"Okay, please advise Senior Brother!" Xu Tonghui clenched his fists with both hands and bowed down and said.

With the huge difference in rank between him and Xu Yishan, in many ways, it must be incomparable.

This is the case in this poem, the "competition" has not yet begun, in fact, it has already ended, and there will never be any accidents!

Xu Yishan can't have any concessions, that would not only insult himself, but also insult him, so today, what he ushered in will inevitably be a fiasco!

But so what?

At this time, he represents not only himself, but also the young master.

Must be fought!

It's okay to lose, it's okay to be defeated, but you must gather the greatest effort and hand over the best answer sheet he can do at the moment!

This is not just dealing with Xu Yishan.

At the same time, he was dealing with himself.

And afterwards, this assessment needs to be confirmed by the young master!

It should be said that at this moment, Xu Yishan gave him a chance to judge himself.

After bowing and saluting, after getting up, Xu Tonghui's momentum suddenly changed, originally like a calm mountain, but now it has become an unsheathed sword.

Xu Yishan didn't dare to despise it.

He didn't dare to despise it in the slightest!

Indeed, he is higher than Xu Tonghui's rank, and he has walked many steps on the path of cultivation.

In fact, don't say how many steps, even one step away may mean different scenery and different appreciation, not to mention the fundamental difference between the two major levels of human and earth.

Not even to mention cultivation.

It's just that he has lived more than 100 years longer than Xu Tonghui, and he is in the city and county, and many feelings and experiences are not comparable to Xu Tonghui at all.

Obviously, all aspects are advantageous and graspable.

But Xu Yishan still didn't dare to have any contempt.

If he really wants to despise it, he doesn't need the teacher to be here, just himself, he can give himself a big ear scraper.

- Contempt for a person who comes out of that kind of place?

Do you really not know how thick the earth is and how high the sky is?

If it is those people here who have such actions or thoughts, it is understandable, but it is absolutely unforgivable when it happens to him.

Of course, Xu Yishan is even more unlikely to be afraid!

is still the same, if he has such an advantage, he can still be afraid, then he Xu Yishan doesn't have to be mixed, just hit the pillar and die, so as not to be embarrassed.

What about that kind of place?

We.

It's not bad!

Xu Yishan's proposal was actually just a small test of Xu Tonghui, but he didn't want to receive Xu Tonghui's seriousness.

So he immediately gathered his strength.

It's not that the momentum is full, if he is in full swing, I'm afraid the sky over the entire county will change drastically.

But inside, at this moment, his spirit has been raised to the same level of concentration as Xu Tonghui.

This pair of "senior brothers", in this way, ushered in the first real collision since they met.

It came suddenly.

But it doesn't seem to be a surprise.

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