Chapter 11: Dreams?
"Boom!" A dazzling light burst out from Yin Tianfang's body, and a powerful momentum burst out, directly sending the two of them flying, and they fainted when they hit the wall hard.
This powerful momentum has not yet rushed out of the cave, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, on the bed, Yin Tianfang's eyes slowly closed, and his body fell on the bed with a crooked body.
"Ding!"
The calm water surface is like a mirror, and in the air, a drop of crystal clear water droplets falls on the water surface, and suddenly ripples.
The unfamiliar space, the endless water surface, like the vast ocean without seeing the other side, in the high sky, the fog is misty, and the sky cannot be seen clearly. At this moment, Yin Tianfang was lying quietly in this strange space. I don't know how long it took, but I slowly opened my eyes and stood up.
When I looked down, I saw my face reflected in the water, and I was shocked to find that I could stand on the water. When he came back to his senses, he raised his steps and walked a few steps cautiously, but he would not sink, and Yin Tian was even more curious.
Looking up, he looked around, and there was no end to the space, there was silence, so silent that he could hear his own breathing and heartbeat.
"What kind of place is this, could it be that I'm asleep, I'm in a dream now?" Yin Tianfang muttered to himself.
Crash~
Suddenly, the sound of water came from behind him, Yin Tianfang was startled, suddenly turned around, the water surface broke, and a figure rose from under the water surface and appeared in front of Yin Tianfang.
This is a middle-aged man, dressed in a white brocade robe, gentle and elegant, exuding a book-like aura on his body, with a faint smile on his warm face, like a weak scholar. Looking closely, Yin Tianfang is somewhat similar to this person.
The middle-aged man stood quietly in front of Yin Tianfang, looking at Yin Tianfang carefully, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.
"Who are you?" Looking at the man who suddenly appeared, Yin Tianfang asked curiously.
"Destined people. The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Do you know where you are now?"
"I think I'm dreaming. Yin Tianfang looked around, then at his feet, and when he looked at the middle-aged man again, he said with certainty.
"We met in a dream, we talked in a dream, do you think we are destined?"
Yin Tianfang was slightly stunned, then nodded a little dazedly, and said, "This is also true." ”
"Come, sit down and talk. The middle-aged man lifted the hem of his clothes, sat on the ground, and beckoned to Yin Tianfang.
Yin Tian let go of the past and sat with the middle-aged man. Looking at the side face of the middle-aged man, a sense of intimacy arose in his heart. This kind of intimacy, he has never felt in anyone else. Even his master, the Dustless Daoist, couldn't give him this kind of intimacy.
"What's your biggest wish in life?" asked the middle-aged man, turning his head and smiling. The smile was full of kindness, which made Yin Tian feel relieved that he could not have the slightest sense of vigilance.
"Greatest wish. Yin Tian put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself, "My greatest wish is to hope that one day I can find my parents." ”
"Since I was a child, my parents have not been by my side, I live in my grandfather's family, but I am regarded as a wild child, and the subordinates in the house can bully me at will. At that time, I really wanted to find my parents and ask them in front of them why they had left me alone, so that I would be ridiculed and looked down upon by others. ”
"I really want to ask them, leave me alone, can they really bear it?" Yin Tianfang's voice gradually trembled, and the sadness in his heart spread unscrupulously. Over the years, he has never mentioned the grievances to anyone. It was the first time he had talked about it to anyone. And it's also a person who is destined in a dream.
"Have you ever thought that maybe your parents didn't mean to leave you alone, they had a last resort? The middle-aged man tilted his head, a look of distress in his eyes, and said slowly.
"Do you resent them?"
"No, I've never held a grudge against them, and I know they must have a hard time, so they left me alone. I just wanted to meet them, really wanted to. I wonder if they're doing well. Yin Tianfang buried his head between his arms and said in a somewhat choked voice.
"Good boy. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, put his arm around Yin Tianfang's shoulder, and said, "As long as you are doing well, your parents will be doing well." In the world, every parent wants their children to be happy every day. Your happiness, for them, trumps all. ”
"Have you started cultivating?" the middle-aged man asked.
Hearing this, Yin Tianfang nodded, and said with a low heart in his heart: "I worshipped an immortal as a teacher, and he taught me to cultivate the method, but from the beginning to now, several months have passed, and I still haven't been able to condense a trace of spiritual power in my body." ”
"Am I useless?"
"How so. The middle-aged man patted Yin Tianfang on the shoulder and said, pulled Yin Tianfang to stand up, pointed to the sky and said to Yin Tianfang, "Do you see those white air currents?"
"Well, I see, what's wrong?" Yin Tian asked puzzled.
"That's what you've been working on these days. It's just that you're still lacking. The so-called condensation is about a condensation word. All the spiritual power you have absorbed into the dantian is scattered above the sea of dantian qi, scattered but not condensed, how can you enter the realm of condensation?"
"But I cultivated in the way that my master gave me?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "What your master taught is indeed true, but for you, if you want to enter the realm of condensation, you can only spend time and slowly accumulate it. At a certain point, nature will come naturally. ”
"I'll pass you a law. The middle-aged man pointed to Yin Tianfang's eyebrows, and in an instant, countless information poured into Yin Tianfang's mind.
Yin Tianfang held his head, feeling that his head was about to explode. After a long time, the feeling of swelling slowly disappeared, and in his mind, there was an additional cultivation method.
"Hongmeng Qinglian Three Bibles!"
"Operate the mental method and try to break through!" said to the middle-aged man with a smile and said to Yin Tianfang, who was in a daze. Hearing this, Yin Tianfang immediately came back to his senses, sat cross-legged, and sealed his hands. The middle-aged man looked up at the sky, only to see that above the sky, the white air flow surged, turning into a tornado, heading straight for Yin Tianfang.
Nodding slightly, the middle-aged man looked at Yin Tianfang, who was sitting there, his eyes moved slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his figure gradually dissipated......
At this moment, in the outside cave, Yin Tianfang was lying quietly on the bed, and the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth swarmed and submerged into Yin Tianfang's body. Countless spiritual powers poured in, flowing in the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally converged into the dantian.
"Ding Dong!" "Ding Dong!" In the dantian, countless white air currents converged, turned into a little spiritual rain, falling from the sky, dripping into the water, the calm water surface, gradually swinging round and round ripples, under the water surface, a lotus flower broke through the water surface, and a cyan leaf slowly stretched out......