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Chapter 289: The Secret of Rebirth (Part II)

Countless thoughts crossed his mind, and Fang Yun's breathing became rapid. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he received Li Yixuan's first letter, he was looking forward to this moment. His will is very firm, but when he really faces it, he still can't help but suffer and lose. -- This matter has too much to do with him.

Fang Yun pondered for a long time, and said with difficulty:

"I want to know, what happened to me...... , is it true?"

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Yun's heart hung in the air. He didn't dare to ask directly. If what the Master says is not the same thing as what he thinks. Isn't it revealing your own secrets!

"You're not born again!!"

The Master's voice was loud and loud!Fang Yun hadn't even reacted yet!

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of excitement!

Fang Yun's heart was in turmoil, what he had always believed in was destroyed in an instant at this moment.

"You just saw it. You've been here. Come, let me help you recover your memory......"

Master's voice suddenly came from all directions, and there was a strange power in the voice. Fang Yun felt that the bead curtain in front of him began to shake, and there was a ghost.

"Boom!"

The planks under your feet seem to turn into waves. Fang Yun felt that he was like a stubborn stone, falling heavily into the sea, causing ripples in the sky......

Countless images swept through my mind. This time, it is no longer intermittent, but complete.

Fang Yun remembered......

A year ago, he was still a weak scholar. That day, he vomited blood in his mouth and escaped from the school palace in a hurry. But Yang Qian and Li Ping did not let him go, and continued to send guards to arrest him.

At that time, the groom was not there, and Fang Yun was forced to be helpless, hurriedly jumped into a carriage, and then drove away. But he didn't drive the carriage at all, he only knew that when the coachman usually drove it, he shook the reins. Therefore, he also shook the reins vigorously, but unexpectedly, the four fierce horses went crazy and went all the way to the northwest.

At that time, Fang Yun was seriously injured. Sitting in a carriage pulled by four mad horses, the sky was overcast, and thunder and lightning swept through the clouds. He is a little marquis, pampered, and has never suffered like this before. At that time, I was shocked and scared. Fang Yun only remembered that the last scene he saw was the plum blossom forest in the northwest corner of the Shangjing City.

At this time, the memory changes. Fang Yun felt that his body suddenly became very light, and he flew up, but his mind was muddy and blank. He felt his body, like a leaf swept up by the wind, drift towards the northwest corner.

Plum blossom forest, thatched house, dragon and tiger bones, noble mysterious people......

Fang Yun's hallucination, which had just stepped into here, reappeared. He vaguely "saw" that the mysterious person and the people in the house seemed to have been talking for a long time. And the sky is getting darker.

The last scene that Fang Yun "saw" was that the sky was thundering and thundering, and it was raining heavily. In front of the thatched house, the majestic figure suddenly bounced up, submerged into the air, and was suspended. Then, a huge gray and white Tai Chi pattern burst out from the thatched house.

After this huge gray-white Taiji diagram expanded, it rolled in the void, and then turned into a huge gray ball. The mysterious figure stood in the center of the sphere, and he and another person who could not see it were at the lower edge of the sphere.

Fang Yun felt that the person standing in the center of the sphere had glanced at him. At that moment, Fang Yun felt that his eyes, as if they were made of gold, were dazzling and full of disdain. Like a god on high, looking down on an ant.

Then, his gaze quickly retracted!

"Bang!—"

The moment the sphere exploded instantly, Fang Yun saw a huge gossip appear in the void, within the scope of the gossip, densely packed, countless small figures were rapidly evolving, and then, Fang Yun was involved in it......

The experience of the previous life is repeated again.

Big Brother Died...... Father was killed by the Emperor...... Mother committed suicide...... Outside the Chongyang Gate, Fang Yun's head flew high......

"No!—"

Fang Yun shouted, suddenly sobering up. He fell to his knees, his eyes wide and bloodshot. The big beads of sweat dripped on the floor one after another, and a large piece was wet.

It was as if he had collapsed.

"Do you understand now? Your intrusion was a complete accident!"

The Master's voice, coming from behind the curtain, was plain and uneventful.

"This, all this...... Is it all a dream?"

Fang Yun propped his hands on the ground and muttered.

"It's a dream, it's not a dream! Because you have abandoned literature and martial arts, the content of this dream has changed. However, although the dream has changed, the dream is still this dream, and it has not become another dream. ”

The master said indifferently.

"Master, I don't understand!--If this is really just a dream, why is it so realistic? If it's just a dream, does it mean that my family won't be beheaded all over the house?"

Fang Yun shook his head and muttered. He couldn't believe that the reincarnation and rebirth he had always believed in were fake!

"Since you want to know, I'll start at the beginning!"

Madame's voice, with a strange power, seemed to pierce time:

"My martial arts are prosperous, and there are countless secrets of all kinds. However, all the secrets of martial arts, all of which can be traced back to the four sets of masters. They are "Three Graves", "Five Classics", "Eight Suo", and "Nine Hills". ”

"Listen well," the Master's words seemed to have a special meaning: "The Three Tombs are the martial arts of the ancient Three Emperors; the Five Classics are the mastery of the Five Emperors of the Ancient World; the Eight Suo refers to the knowledge of the four directions of the southeast, northwest, southwest, southwest, and northwest obliquely, collectively known as the eight directions, and predicts the future changes of good fortune and evil, and the operation of the heavens; as for the "Nine Hills", it refers to the collection of martial arts of all the gods and demons in Kyushu. -- Most of these books have been lost. What remains is also mutilated. ”

Among them, only "Eight Suo" has little to do with martial arts, and it was not seriously affected by the war. The original basis of the "Eight Suo" was the "Book of Hetuluo" obtained by the ancient emperor. Because Hetuluoshu is not considered martial arts, it is not attributed to "Three Graves". And "Eight Suo" is derived from the Hetuluo book, which is differentiated and evolved. ”

"There are three books of "Eight Suo", namely "Returning to Tibet", "Lianshan Yi" and "Zhou Yi". Among them, "Zhou Yi" is obtained by Confucianism and is the first of the "Eight Suo". "Returning to Tibet" is obtained by the Buddhists, evolving the Dharma of Buddhism, and now the people who are obtained are the Buddhas and saints of the Vedic continent. "Lianshan Yi" is obtained by Taoism, and many Taoist techniques have evolved into a mastery. Among them, the most complete Taoist system is Mr. Xuanji of Tianji Pavilion. These three are all the innate techniques for deducing the good and evil in the future, and the innate magic numbers of the heavenly machine ......"

At this time, Fang Yun's heart moved. He had heard the names of both the Buddha Sage and Mr. Xuanji.

When he was in the western city of Yancheng, he knew. The rumor that the Buddhism and Taoism were lost in Middle-earth came from the mouth of this sage, and when Yang Hong*** Treasure Pavilion, Jun Niansheng and Feng Taicang all said that Mr. Xuanji invited him!

"Whether it is "Lianshan Yi", "Returning to Tibet", or "Zhou Yi", the first of "Eight Suo", they can deduce future changes. Just a year ago, when you were seriously injured and unconscious, a spirit floated out of your body and strayed into Merlin. At his request, I had to use heaven and earth as a curtain to deduce future changes for him......

"Is the person the Master is talking about the figure I saw? Master is the head of Confucianism, can't he refuse his request with Master's ability?"

Fang Yundao.

"No!—you might as well listen to me tell a story!"

Fang Yun felt a pang in his heart, knowing that as a master, he still needed to tell a story and show it secretly. This matter must be greatly implicated!

"A general, come to a river. He wanted to cross to the other side. However, the river is turbulent, and there is no ferry in the whole river, only one fisherman who is ready to be punished. The fisherman is old, and the end is near. The general immediately sought out the fisherman, but the fisherman made one last ferry before the deadline came. ”

The fisherman did not agree, but the general threatened if the old fisherman did not. Although the old fisherman was not afraid of death, he did not want to cut off his own bloodline, so he promised to make another ferry at the end. ”

"The general's purpose is the other side. In front of the river, there is a cliff, and the direction of the two is completely different. Although the fisherman is old, his skills are still there. When the boat reached the middle of the stream, a frightened fish broke under the fisherman's oars, and when the fisherman pulled it, it jumped high......"

"If the fish is still swimming in the water, it will end up falling off a cliff, no doubt. However, the fisherman took it into the air with a stroke of the usual. Because of this, this fish and thousands of other fish are no longer the same. ”

The master said lightly:

"Seeing the front of the river, the fish swam into a fork in the road, avoiding the layers of reef in front of it. However, although the fish swam into the fork in the road, the end of the fork is still the end of the river. ”

Fang Yun's face turned pale:

"Master's meaning. Things in dreams still happen, don't they?"

The Master did not answer, but behind the curtain, he said:

"Fisherman, though you can take this fish into the air. But it can't be sent over the cliff safely. Everything can only be relied on by itself. ――Fang Yun, if you were this fish, what would you do to escape your ultimate fate?"

Fang Yun closed his eyes and did not answer. On his face, the blood faded, and the bean-sized cold sweat flowed down again.

"Inevitable, inevitable, inevitable...... Is it really inevitable?!!"

Fang Yun felt a strong unwillingness and unyielding in his heart! Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he laughed:

"What's wrong with me?! The fish fell into the cliff, it was destiny. And isn't the goal of my efforts to change my life against the sky? What about "Three Graves", "Five Classics", "Eight Suo", and "Nine Hills"? After all, it was created by a living being! Why should I believe in a unique study created by another living being!"

"As long as it doesn't happen in the future, there is the possibility of change! The Hetuluo Book was created by the ancient emperor, and the "Zhou Yi" was created by Confucianism. Both of them are to observe the heavens and the earth and understand the truth. Why do I have to be shackled to their mastery? Even if the fate of my study of literature can be changed, then the fate of my family's ruin can also be changed!"

Thinking of this, Fang Yun's eyes burst out with a bright light. He sat up straight, looked at his master calmly, and said:

"If, I'm the fish. I broke the rule that fish can only swim in the water. I'm going to turn into a dragon and soar into the sky!, whether it's a reef, a cliff, or the other side, I'll get rid of it below!!"

"Hehe!" came the Master's pleased laughter from all directions:

"Fang Yun, what you said is right! A fish, no matter how hard it struggles, its fate can only fall off the cliff. But if it turns into a dragon, nothing will shackle it!"

The Master's laughter faded:

"Fang Yun, let's leave!--When the time comes, I will answer your last doubts!"

The Master's voice echoed in the void, silent and silent!