The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 1209: Chen Fan Cultists
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"Master, master, I am feeling angry, I am feeling angry after practicing!"
In Liberty City, in Chen Fan's residence, Shisan trot all the way to Chen Fan's room, and his entire face was full of excitement.
At this time, Chen Fan is meditating and adjusting his breath to see if he can be promoted to the second heaven of King Wu smoothly.
But things don’t seem to be that simple.
After leaving the waterfall, Chen Fan's cultivation base has reached the critical point, and it is possible to be promoted at any time, but I don't know how long it will take to wait so plainly.
Slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Thirteen, and Chen Fan calmly said: "It's so excited just to get out of breath. If you reach the state of being a teacher, won't your tail rise to the sky? "
"Guard against arrogance and rashness, practice with peace of mind!"
After a few warnings, Thirteen's complexion became serious, clasped his fists and bowed, and went to practice again.
Chen Fan looked at his back and nodded slightly.
As a matter of fact, it is inevitable that the young man's temperament will jump a little bit. When Chen Fan was promoted for the first time that year, he was actually no better than Thirteen.
However, he is a master after all, and he still has to put on the air, but he can't let the excitement of just stepping into the practice to lose Thirteen's heart.
It has been several days since the master and apprentice moved here.
During this period, Chen Fan helped thirteen daily to answer the doubts in the practice and explain the problems encountered, only to find that he was also quite rewarding.
This allowed him to re-examine his foundation once again, and compare it with today's results through past practice methods.
Not long after, Thirteen went back and forth. The excitement was no longer on his face. Instead, he looked lonely.
"Master, didn't you say that after the birth of a sense of breath, it is easy to be promoted to the realm of warriors, why can't I work hard for so long?"
"Is it because my qualifications are bad and I am not suitable for spiritual practice?"
Juvenile character is always concerned about gains and losses, especially when there is nothing like Thirteen, but suddenly seems to have everything, he is too afraid to lose everything in his hand in an instant.
Chen Fan glanced at Thirteen, then suddenly pointed to a big willow tree in the courtyard and said: "Look at this willow tree, with lush branches and green leaves, but why don't its leaves fall?"
Thirteen cast a suspicious look, and immediately opened his mouth and said: "It's not yet autumn, how can the leaves fall?"
"You are right." Chen Fan nodded: "But why don't you understand why the same thing happens to yourself?"
"If there is no time, why bother to entangle and disturb your heart?"
Chen Fan is a good teacher. He didn't have a long story, and he didn't tell his face. He just used one of the most simple principles to tell the most straightforward thing.
The willow tree shoots branches in spring and leaves fall in autumn. This is a natural law, and time is at work.
The practice is to fight against time.
No one can become a fat man with one bite, let alone become the supreme in the world overnight.
Everything needs to rely on time as a sustenance. While fighting against time, monks feel the feeling of being with time.
This is practice!
Thirteen has a slight sense of understanding. The lonely and anxious face on his original face suddenly disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a sense of peace. He knew that his mentality was not peaceful enough before.
"Thank you, Master, for teaching, the disciple was too radical before, and he must be more stable from now on, so I won’t let the master worry about me."
Thirteen clasped fists and bowed. With such strength, Chen Fan nodded slightly, with some appreciation in his eyebrows.
He suddenly felt that when he was young, he was more and more like Shisan.