For the next few days, Fang Tian has been circling among the mountains, rivers and jungles, truly as he said in his previous letter to Sharjah, "the mountains and rivers are wide and I don't know where to go", sometimes standing on the top of the mountain and valley, sometimes lying on the slope of the mountain, in a state of silence and purity, carefully observing the changes in life.

That kind of "empty and lonely and dusty" state of absolute emptiness without the slightest thought, Fang Tian can now enter it at any time, often just a thought, he is immersed in it, and then he feels himself again and again, growing like a big tree or a small grass.

The whole body and mind are indescribably stretched and nourished in this "growth" again and again.

Some time ago, when I entered a state of boiling qi and blood and then withdrew, the feeling of extreme hunger never felt like that again. Now, every time he withdrew from that state, Fang Tian not only did not feel any hunger, but instead felt that his entire body and mind were full of words.

It was as if in the cultivation state, he had really become a plant and tree, and then absorbed sufficient nutrients from the earth.

If every time he entered that state before, and then he was actually woken up from hunger, then now it is just the other way around, and he is immersed in that feeling. There is no thought, and the concept of time has been lost, as if you can stand there for hundreds of years, like a real tree.

- But no!

Often, after a long or short period of time, he woke up naturally.

To use a description that I don't know if it's appropriate, it's like cooking with a rice cooker in my previous life, and the rice is steamed, and then the rice cooker clicks on the ground and jumps over.

Specifically in cultivation, this is an "automatic wake-up setting" that Fang Tian doesn't know at the moment.

Are these big trees and small grasses and other plants and trees around him the same as him, a human being? Are there two states: "asleep" and "awake"?

Several times when he automatically withdrew from that state, Fang Tian couldn't help but think like this.

But it's still the same thing, in his previous life, he didn't know much about plants, and the only ones he did were still focused on ingredients and other aspects. ――That's also the professionalism of a foodie who "has ideals and pursuits".

Well, seriously, it can only be said that it is amateur quality, and there is still a distance from the threshold of the profession from the Sun Star to Vega.

The body has been indescribably nourished in this state of cultivation, Fang Tian knows. In other words, he really felt that he was stepping step by step into the state of "empty heart and full body" mentioned in the "Six Realms".

Maybe it won't be long before it will automatically jump into that second realm, "the first sun and snow disappear".

In fact, if Fang Tian was asked to say it himself, he would simply feel that it was already the "first sun and snow". But he knew, not yet.

The real "early sun and snow disappear". There must be a high threshold. Just as he had always thought that he had deeply grasped the gist of "emptiness and silence". But in fact, it wasn't until the recent time that I really got in.

This is true for the physical aspect, but even more wonderful for the mental aspect.

Mental power is the medium through which the body senses the outside world and the elements, in other words, it is also the foundation of a magician.

Any magician. It is more sensitive to the changes in the mental power in the body, and there is no need for any complex observation, but it is completely "like a person drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge". Any change can be felt in the most intuitive way.

And in Fang Tian's induction, to use a concrete description, if his previous spiritual power was like a piece of translucent jelly, then now, it is like a transparent crystal. I've felt this before, but this time, it's intense.

As if it had been thoroughly refined, its spiritual power had become incomparably pure.

It also seems that the whole life is moving towards purity.

Fang Tian also faintly felt that the actual situation was very likely to be like this, but he didn't put much of his mind on this, his mind was on sorting out his consciousness.

And consciousness, during this time, has been spinning on the road of Yanhuang.

In his past and present lives, many things have been connected by the words "Yan" and "Huang", as if he has obtained a master key that can open the mysteries of the world.

Anything that I couldn't figure out or understand before, or didn't understand thoroughly, now, just take this key, turn it around, click it, and it will open.

A qiē is so transparent.

Go straight to the root and face the original.

That wonderful feeling made Fang Tian feel as if he had swam in the realm of "Primal Yin Knowing Dust Realm", and even touched the threshold of "Taiyin Resurrection Realm".

But Fang Tian was also very soberly aware that this was just him dreaming, a sweet dream.

Then he suddenly remembered a word from his previous life, "Mirror Flowers", in fact, it was not a reminder, but he was immersed.

At this time, it is night.

The moon is not round, but the weather is very good, the sky is clear, and because of this, the moon is bright and clear.

Fang Tian sat on the side of a small stream flowing down from the mountain, the stream was shallow, showing a little ripple on the surface of the water because of the flow, and the moon was reflected in the whole or broken or moving or static on this little ripple, like a gorgeous silk satin embroidered by the skillful hands of the world.

It seems that as long as someone reaches out and gently fishes it inside, they can fish out a veil like stars and moons, like dreams.

Fang Tian reached out and fished it out.

Then at the touch of his fingers, the most gorgeous moon in the veil, in an instant, shattered into a star, and all the broken stars were winking at him mischievously.

Fang Tian knew that under the current circumstances, his grasp of the "Beginning Yin Knowing the Dust Realm" might be like the current one, like the moon in the water.

Not unreal.

But it's not true.

But that's nothing, of course, take it one step at a time.

Fang Tian only had infinite expectations in his heart, but he didn't have any eagerness. If a person can feel that he has been standing in any corner of the earth for hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, and is still very immersed in it, then-

What else would make him feel impetuous?

Therefore, during this period of time, Fang Tian's entire body and mind were immersed in a state of intermingling with this heaven and earth, and many times, he seemed to have really become a grass and a tree here.

When he was quiet and peaceful, a bird rested on his shoulder, and a butterfly stopped at the end of his hair.

And then until they flew away, they didn't realize that it was a "person" here.

If it was before, let alone a living creature, even if it was a small drop of water or something, how could it ever enter within three feet of his body? And now, the elemental surroundings around him are no longer there, in fact, they are not absent, but they have spread farther away.

Dozens of meters around, it seemed to have become his body, and within this range, any bit of air flow, even a speck of dust changed, was all in the senses.

Not deliberately, but these areas, as if they had become his body, and the feeling for them was just instinct.

Fang Tian had used this "instinct" to make a leaf that fell from a tree turn into ashes in his thoughts. And in this process, he has not even called the slightest magic element, and there has never been any elemental fluctuations around!

That is, it's not magic!

If it's not magic, then what is it? Fang Tian didn't know, and he didn't bother to know. -- When you should know, you will know.

He just needs to know that he's heading in a better direction now, and that's fine.

The empty mountains and rivers speak, and the grass and trees do not know the year.

Fortunately, Fang Tian was not a real plant, although his mind was always immersed, he could still know the passage of time.

Before, I just couldn't bear this wonderful physical and mental feeling.

It wasn't until he felt in a trance that more than ten days had passed, and Fang Tian took the initiative to "shake" his mind and get out of that inexplicable state and atmosphere.

Consciousness returns to clarity and activity.

Then a small poem from the previous life quietly came to mind: the world is as wide as the water moon, and the body and mind are as bright as glass. But when I saw the ice disappearing at the bottom of the stream, I didn't know the flowers and branches in spring.

With his arms facing the sky, he was full of energy, and even on a whim, he turned over dozens of hollow heels, and the next moment, Fang Tian waved his sleeves, silently made a promise to meet again next time to the flowing water and flowers and plants in the mountains, and walked towards the direction of the island in the middle of the lake of the Magician Association.

He doesn't use magic either, just walks randomly.

But with each step, between thirty and forty meters, it was as if the space was magically shortened under his feet.

This is still the same "instinct" that the elemental diffusion brought to him, just like his silent turning of fallen leaves within thirty or forty meters into flying ashes.

When approaching the island in the middle of the lake, several mages of the association rushed to his side at the same time, and while coming, the old man Eric said with a smile: "Your Highness, you are finally back, if you don't come back, we ......"

Seeing a few people coming, Fang Tian stopped. And when Eric said "we", it was with several other mages who came to him.

In an instant, Eric's unfinished words came to an abrupt end, and a look of extreme shock appeared on his face.

He wasn't alone.

The others, Andy is like this, Falstein is like this, Mu Luo is like this, Xiyan is like this, and even Pat, who is a disciple of Fang Tian, is like this.

The expressions on everyone's faces were extremely shocked.

"What's the matter, I have flowers on my face?" Fang Tian said with a smile, and when he spoke, he flicked his fingers comfortably, that is, he bent his middle finger under the belly of his thumb and gently popped it out.

The others weren't as comfortable as he was.

Not only is it not pleasant, but it is like seeing a ghost, oh, this world should say "undead".

"Teacher, you, have you broken through again?" asked Pat, whose expression calmed down for a moment, as the first to speak. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )