The torrential rain has not stopped since the beginning.

Water lines kept brushing down from the sky, turning the entire world into a vast expanse, and also brushing the entire southern region into a body of water.

Heaven and earth are slim.

The small building is very quiet.

It's just a room apart, but it seems to be two worlds, one moving, one still.

Fang Tian sat in the hut, sitting on the floor of the small building on the second floor, looking out through the window.

Saying that it is a window, it is actually a large opening in the wall, of course, there is no glass installation, but because there is a shelving above the outside window, the rain will not fall into the small building.

From dusk he sat quietly until nightfall.

When the human body is still, generally speaking, the mind and consciousness will become extremely active, in fact, this is also the way of yin and yang.

Since comprehending the Tao of Yin and Yang, Fang Tian has increasingly discovered its omnipresence, and it is from this path that the so-called martial artist or magician's cultivation begins, where the martial artist pursues the stillness of the mind and consciousness through the movement of the body, and the magician is the opposite.

It is between movement and stillness, the body and mind are entangled, from disorder to order, and then to rise in cycles.

As long as you understand this principle, you will have already begun to practice.

Of course, this requirement seems simple, but in fact, the threshold is very high, at least Andy Eric and others, at present, do not see this. Judging from Fang Tian's current perspective, Andy Eric, or cultivators who can also expand infinitely into this world, are actually cultivating with the Fa, and the Dharma is the end of the road.

Basically, the lineage that each practitioner receives determines the level of what they can ultimately achieve.

Fang Tian had actually practiced with the Fa before.

However, his Fa only reached the ninth level, and after the ninth level, the Fa was exhausted, and then the Dharma was exhausted.

It's just after the end of the road. The inheritance of civilization accepted in his previous life opened up another path of cultivation for him, allowing him to practice with the Tao and derive thousands of laws together.

Therefore, now he can point to Andy Eric and others at will, and they can come at will, all of which are wonderful methods.

In the past life, there was an ancient Chinese saying, "If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful." ”

That's true.

If the inheritance received from this small body is to reach the archmage or something. Then, I'm afraid that until now, he was just an ordinary person among thousands of ordinary cultivators.

Thinking about the past life, the country of religion gave birth to science, and in China. After a hundred schools of thought contended, it was a monopoly, and after it was so big, it was uprooted. Fang Tian sighed.

In fact. This is also yin and yang.

It is the so-called "the cathode is yang, and the anode is yin." ”

Following this path, the opportunity for thousands of years of changes in the East and West in the previous life is not entirely in the palm of your hand, but its general development context can be found.

This is also what Confucius said, "Although a hundred generations." You know."

One life is thirty years, and one hundred years is three thousand years.

The development of world events, the evolution of humanity. In the small aspect, the day is new and the day is new, but in the big aspect, there is nothing new under the sun, people, or those people, who are chasing, are still those things.

This was true in previous lives, and in this life, it should not be an exception.

His thoughts floated lightly, and after coming to this world, the people he came into contact with, those cultivators, appeared in Fang Tian's consciousness one by one.

Lobel, a fifth-level magician.

The small body that Fang Tian accepted was level three from the beginning, which also determined that those who could take the initiative to come to the door to communicate were at least level three or above, and among those who came to the door at the beginning, Luo Bell was not the first, nor the last, but the one who impressed Fang Tian quite deeply at that stage.

This is a relatively pure magician, silent, silent, but his opinion on magic is the body, and every word he says has a considerable weight.

Clio, a sixth-level magician.

This is a snake-like figure.

Maybe it's because he's old, maybe it's because the inheritance he accepts is that level, or maybe it's that the sixth level is enough for him to dominate the town, in short, his cultivation heart has faded, and in the interaction with Fang Tian, what the two of them talked about is probably not cultivation.

It's something outside of practice.

Sharjah, a ninth-level magician.

At that time, Sharjah was the character who made Fang Tian look up to the mountains.

Unfathomable strength, unfathomable bearing, unfathomable background, this qiē can only make Fang Tian look up and envy, and it also makes him initially feel that in this world, as a cultivator, he is solemn and solemn.

Then there is little Loli, it is Morrich and Pat, and then there is the beginning of the "Web Project", one after another magicians continue to enter his field of vision, and they have intersections, intersects, and disperses.

Then, he took that step and became a mage.

After becoming a mage, all of a sudden, the sky was high and the earth was wide, and all of a sudden, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Standing inside the mage's door, and then looking at the magicians outside the door, there is nothing to say, those people, too much lost, too much disorder, too much extremism, too much lack of focus or inattention.

Whether you are smart or stupid, sincere or sleek, hardworking or lazy, with or without a background, you are no exception.

Who will be the first to realize the big dream? I know it all my life.

He woke up from his dream, and those people were still in the dream.

In short, at a glance the mountains are small.

This also means that those "mountains" will eventually go away from life.

Except for a few, the others would no longer have anything to do with his life.

And the few of those people have become the small circles around him now, the circle of Maple Grove, such as Owen Anderson, the circle of the Wizards' Guild, such as Andy Eric, and the circle of the Friendship of Cultivators, such as Sharjah Sale.

This is after the mage.

If he can be promoted to the rank of Archmage smoothly, then what will happen when he becomes an Archmage?

From the inheritance of this small body, we know that after being promoted to mage, his life span will be doubled, that is, if there is no accident and he does not hang up halfway, then he can live at least one hundred and fifty years old.

Now, the age of this body is fourteen years old.

Wait until twenty-four, thirty-four, forty-four, fifty-four......

After thinking for a moment, Fang Tian shook his head, he couldn't imagine what he would be like when he was twenty-four years old. As for thirty-four, forty-four, or whatever, it's even more far away like a cloud.

It's as slim as the world out there right now.

"How many people have admired your youthful face, but who is willing to endure the ruthless changes of the years. How many people have come and gone back in your life, but you know that you and I have been by your side all your life. ”

A lyric from his previous life echoed in Fang Tian's consciousness.

The lyrics are written about love, Fang Tian thought of it at this time, but what he thought of was life.

In life, countless people intersect, like different rivers converging, gathering and scattering, tossing and turning, changing, and being changed, and in the end, where will the river that belongs to itself flow?

Fang Tian's heart moved.

Far away on the other side of the Bamboo Forest Mountain, a bamboo branch broke through the air, and when the bamboo branch entered the building through the window and arrived in Fang Tian's hands, it had already turned into a bamboo flute.

A moment later, the flute sounded, low, then tossed and turned, and then turned into a high-pitched, indescribably agitated and distant.

As soon as the song was played, Fang Tian put down the flute, stood up, and after a little movement, he retracted his mind and entered the cultivation, and after a while, he entered the deep realm.

On the island, Andy, Eric, Falstein, Muro, Xiyan, Pat, Ivan, and the seven mages all listened quietly to the sound of the flute.

Little Loli was also listening quietly.

When the sound of the flute dissipated and the sound of rain took over again, Xiao Loli came back to his senses, touched his cheek, and said to himself strangely: "Hey, why am I crying?" (to be continued......)