In terms of practice, what is the difference between bad practice and good practice?

Poor cultivation is just like when Fang Tian first came to this world, there is no teacher to guide him, there is no direction to go, he is vague about all aspects of cultivation, and he doesn't even know what cultivation is all about, and of course, he doesn't know where to go.

If it weren't for luck, objectively speaking, this baby would have been scrapped a long time ago.

And good practice, then pay more attention.

Knowing the main purpose of the practice, knowing the direction of progress, this is a must, or a prerequisite.

If you don't have this premise, no matter how much you say that you are a "cultivator", in fact, it is only a half-tone and cannot be put on the stage. If there is no great opportunity, he will probably only play a soy sauce role for the rest of his life.

This is "knowing".

Knowledge.

Know, know, and then talk about doing.

It's easy to say, but in fact, it's this premise, the most basic thing, is a fairly high threshold, blocking a large number of cultivators from the door.

And if you do it without knowing it, it is actually a vain act, that is, what was said in the "Tao Te Ching" in the previous life, "I don't know the usual, I act vainly, and I am fierce." ”

Acting in vain, in fact, does not necessarily lead to bad results, sometimes by mistake, maybe you will hit the luck?

But this kind of directionless collision is certainly not worth advocating. -- Can you hit it right once, hit it right twice, hit it right three times, four times, five times, but can you keep hitting it right all the time? It's a little bit more difficult than a cat rolling on the piano and getting out of Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny.

I know how to do it, and then it's all about working on all fronts.

In terms of spiritual practice. It is of course necessary to cultivate according to the Fa or something, but in addition to this, there is also a series of exquisiteness.

When practicing. You're cultivating.

What are you doing when you're not cultivating?

In my previous life, there was a saying that "Kung Fu is outside the poem", but in fact, this can also be used in practice. When you're not cultivating, or outside of cultivating, you have to sleep, eat, do things, and travel......

Sleep, how to sleep?

Eat, how to eat, what to eat?

These aspects. In fact, they are all big articles. What should be done to apply these "time for non-cultivation" so that a positive effect is superimposed on the "time of cultivation", rather than having no effect or even a negative effect. Its importance is no less than that of cultivating according to the Dharma.

This truth, as Fang Tian's cultivation progressed, he gradually understood.

But it is impossible to make everyone in the compound understand. So that's when he occasionally chatted with Owen Anderson and a few others. will just say a few words casually while he is interested, and more, he will arrange it for them.

Medicinal wine is one of them.

In fact, the piecemeal arrangement, which continues to the medicinal wine, is almost the same.

A few days later, the medicinal wine was officially opened. Fang Tian and the men of the Maple Forest Mercenary Group gathered in the martial arts training ground on the west side of the Maple Forest Compound, and the little red hair Grote and the three elders of Nanjin were also there. Even all the little ones in the compound who have reached the age of eight and started exercising are there.

Grote is actually not good at calling Little Red Hair now, and he and Nanjin Sanlao have been presiding over the martial arts arena for a while. Dealing with all kinds of high, medium and low-grade martial artists is actually a very good experience, and after this experience, coupled with the progress of his own cultivation, this guy now looks like a generation of grandmasters.

The three elders of Nanjin are similar.

And the people of the Maple Forest Mercenary Group, although the level is uneven, even the leader Owen Anderson and a few others are inferior to Grote and Nanjin, but because of the exercise, and from time to time "devil exercise", on the whole, the bearing is also quite calm, not to be underestimated.

Therefore, in this small martial arts training ground, it can be said that the elites are listed and gathered together at this time. Of course, the little ones don't have to be demanding.

In a deep condensation, under the direction of Fang Tian's gaze, Owen slapped open the mud seal of the wine jar, which was half a person high, and then carried the big wine jar to his shoulder, poured it down, and walked while pouring, in the blink of an eye, the hundred and ten large bowls placed on the ground were filled with wine, and the wine in the jar did not even spill a drop on the ground.

However, this is a trivial matter for a fifth-level martial artist.

"Come, let's try this wine and give a review. I'll say okay first, don't say that this wine is bad!" Fang Tian said, then picked up a bowl and motioned to everyone.

After a while, all there was there, and they drank it all.

Even the little guys learned from their fathers and brothers around them and toasted. Of course, they are small bowls, and there is not much wine in the bowls. But even so, there are still little ones who are blushing after toasting.

"Good wine!" Grote exhaled, putting down the bowl heavily.

"Good wine! It's strong!" As the spokesman of the three elders, Nan Jin, a thin old man, commented as Grot's movements.

Fang Tian looked sideways. Shrink this comment for a moment, isn't it "good energy"?

And then Owen also said, this wine is strong.

Actually, it's really powerful.

At this moment, in the midst of the large and small discussions in the maple forest, everyone in the audience had a feeling of blood boiling.

Speaking of which, of course, this wine is not comparable to the "Divine Wine" that Fang Tian took out before, but among the people present, who would compare this wine with that wine? That wine is a luxury to even smell it, and this wine is real now.

Therefore, unanimous praise.

"You can drink some of this wine at night before you go to bed, and you can drink some in the morning before your morning exercises. I think you should already be able to appreciate its effect, right?" Fang Tian said with a slight smile.

This is the daily nourishment.

It's a long time.

Nourishing the body and activating the qi and blood of the whole body is exactly the word "boiling" that Fang Tian summed up before.

Even if everything else is the same, with this wine, Fenglin and the others will be able to throw away other people of the same kind in the future.

"Little brother, can you drink this wine every day?" Frank asked. This is also the question that almost everyone present wants to ask, if such a good thing can be drunk every day. It was a long day......

"Yes!"

Fang Tian is just one word.

And the audience suddenly roared.

Looking at the eagerness in the field, Fang Tian could almost see that in the future, all over the maple forest would turn into crazy winemakers.

The little guy is the most uncontrollable, and while the alcohol is overflowing in the body, many of them have begun to pull out the shelf and compare in the courtyard. And this momentum instantly infected the big guys, and many people moved their hands and feet.

Fang Tian watched from the side.

As he had intended. In fact, he wanted to give all the "counseling" to this group of little guys in the compound, with his current understanding of the body and the inheritance of the ninth-level martial artist in his body, he could completely let this group of little guys stand on the super high starting line.

But think again. I don't think so.

Traditional workouts are already fine. Coupled with all the things he has brought to the compound during this period of time, it can't be said to be the best for the cultivation of martial arts, but it's almost the same. Among this group of little guys, if the qualifications are passable and persistent enough, it is not too difficult to reach the sixth level.

If he really wanted to stretch out his hand, it wouldn't be too late for some of them to reach the sixth level in the future. Until then, it's up to them to make things up to them.

With such good conditions. If he can't reach the sixth level, then even if he carries them up, what's the point? Where is the promotion? Seventh, eighth, ninth? Innate?

That's right, that's the thought.

And when the medicine and wine were finished, Fang Tian's arrangements for Fenglin would be over. At least for a few years, there should be no more hands.

When there was a commotion in the courtyard, Fang Tian strolled out.

Outside the west gate is the square, which leads directly to the fountain. That place, for Fang Tian, can be regarded as a "distant memory". Of course, the distant here does not refer to time.

I remember that the fountain still wanted to make a vegetable garden, wanted to dig a well in the vegetable garden, so that it could be used for watering vegetables and cooking, and thought that the surface water quality was not good, so I wanted to dig a deep well, so I asked Sharjah to make a 100-meter-high fountain.

Oh, he was at that time.

Fang Tian thought about it, shaking his head slightly and smiling, he didn't know how the Sharjah Turtle had been doing in Giant Rock City recently, whether it was still a nominal shell city order.

At this time, Fang Tian actually wanted to take a walk around the fountain square, but the current fountain square was a real square, and there were many people, bustling and noisy, and his current image was really uncontrollable, so he could only give up.

In the next moment, Fang Tian was already dozens of miles away from the fountain stream, located in the wilderness on the west side of Zhulin Mountain.

The meandering creek diverged all the way, and when it came here, it merged with some of the original streams, and in a depression formed several small lakes and swamps, and this place undoubtedly became a paradise for loaches and, of course, for eagles.

This was originally discovered by some birds, but seeing the excitement here, after the eagles also came here to walk around, this place, it can almost be renamed "Eagle Mingze", the domineering eagles occupy here, and think that their own small circle is not complete, there are always other birds to come and toss, for a period of time, somehow, there were only a few eagles before, became more than 20 or so.

When Fang Tian came, his old friend was swimming in the air.

It is said that the eagle's eyes are sharp, and it is true that as soon as Fang Tian's figure appeared, there was a high-pitched eagle chirp in the air, and then, a black shadow carried the cold and strong wind, swooped down, and after attracting Fang Tian's attention, he circled around the surroundings in various postures several times, and after showing his demeanor to the fullest, he put away his wings and stood on Fang Tian's side.

Not long after, another black shadow also landed on Fang Tian's side.

"How's it going?Haven't you had a good time lately?Have you built a big harem?" Fang Tian patted the sassy and proud guy beside him and said with a smile. But looking at the other side of the body, I knew that this guy was no play.

Although the eagle can touch people, it is not understandable in the end, and because of this, it just snuggles up to Fang Tian affectionately.

After a while, he spread his wings and motioned for Fang Tian to follow.

After playing with the two and a group for a long time, Fang Tian separated from them. And after this separation, it is difficult to say when we will see each other again in the future, and whether we can see each other again. Fortunately, there is no need to be affectionate, and there is no need to cherish goodbye, although people and eagles are different, they each soar in their own sky.

That's fine.

When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan.

In his previous life, a drunkard named Li Taibai said so in the poem. Although things are not similar, the feelings are similar.

As he continued to walk back along the fountain stream, Fang Tian suddenly remembered the strangeness of the fountain water. At the beginning, I could only turn a blind eye to this strangeness, and let it go, but now, can I go underground to explore?

Let's take a look, where does this "water of creation" come from? (To be continued......

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