No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 31
Shangqingguan relics.

The mountains here are continuous and layer upon layer. Countless ancient buildings are hidden among the mountains. Several jade belt-like spiritual spring rivers meander upwards and extend deep into the mountains without a trace.

Master Baimei specially explained that he was asked to start practicing in this Shangqingguan relic, saying that there are traces of enlightenment of countless predecessors and sages for thousands of years, and he believed that the ancestors had spirits and would surely bless Yi Fan to achieve enlightenment.

Yi Fan bowed respectfully to the mountains, his voice rolled and echoed among the mountains.

"Disciple Yi Fan is enlightened here, please bear witness!"

The first mountain is called Wenwen Peak.

For thousands of years, countless disciples of Shangqing Confucianism have entered the mountain to practice. They have to do handyman on this peak for three years.

According to Master Baimei, he also stayed here for three years when he was a child. It was so difficult that he still doesn't want to recall it.

Each step is [-] cm high sapphire steps, towering from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Every morning, the handyman disciples have to go back and forth to the mountain road to fetch water from the Lingquan River ten kilometers away.

There is no telling how many disciples will be stumped by this level of climbing the mountain.

It turns out that this is what Master meant by running ten kilometers a day.

Yi Fan suddenly realized something.

Master Baimei must be worried that I will stay in the secular world for too long, so he taught me the method of supreme body training in an easy-to-understand way for modern people.

In fact, it is not really asking me to run ten kilometers every day, but to let me go back to the path of the ancient sages, feel the difficulties of the ancestors in cultivating the Tao, and the difficulty of enlightening the Tao, and then step by step from the mortal labor to practice, hone the mind, Be firm.

Master, you really took great pains.

In this case, I will persevere no matter how hard it is.

Yi Fan stepped forward, and suddenly the world changed, the mountains were lush and lush, and the buildings were shining with jewels. From time to time, there were immortals or swords, or beasts, or boats roaring past in the sky, dragging a long and gorgeous tail light, making people feel People are so happy that they can't be themselves.

"Hey, Yi Fan, what are you doing standing there in a daze? You won't be able to catch up on eating if you keep grinding away."

Yi Fan was suddenly woken up by someone, but he was a thin young man with two slender eyebrows that stood out. He was carrying two waist-high buckets and was urging him anxiously.

"Oh, good, let's go!"

Yi Fan replied subconsciously. The long-browed boy grinned and walked quickly. Yi Fan was about to follow. Suddenly his shoulders sank. He didn't know when he actually picked up two buckets, and his abundant energy and blood also Dissipated without a trace, just like an ordinary youth before entering the mountain.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he took a deep breath and hurried to follow.

This road is obviously a dirt road that has been stepped on for a long time. The earth and rocks on the ground have long been extremely solid, but it is the morning dew that makes the ground slippery and difficult to walk on.

Yi Fan was walking very carefully, he would fall if he didn't pay attention, and the same was true for the long-browed boy in front of him. The two of them had a bruised nose and a swollen face. They finally walked the ten-kilometer path and came to a river tens of meters wide.

The river was sparkling. Not only did it not smell fishy, ​​but it had a light fragrance. Yi Fan couldn't help but hold it up and take a sip. Suddenly, a coolness quickly traveled through his limbs. Not only did his fatigue disappear, but even the injuries on his body disappeared. Much better.

"Yi Fan, why did you secretly drink Lingquan water? If the steward finds out, you will be severely punished."

The long-browed boy didn't dare to stay after fetching two buckets of water, let alone take a sip, hurriedly reminded Yi Fan, and hurried back.

The way here is hard to walk, and even harder to go back.

These two buckets of water are surprisingly heavy, and after only walking a few tens of meters, the weight hurts his shoulders. At the same time, he has to be careful of the slippery ground, otherwise all his previous efforts will be wasted. Yi Fan is miserable and sweating profusely .

"Hey, newcomer, you can't walk like that, look at me!"

The long-browed boy seemed to realize that Yi Fan hadn't followed. He turned around and laughed, pointing to Yi Fan.

Yi Fan followed the prestige, and saw that the long-browed boy was walking with mysterious and familiar steps, the two barrels of heavy load trembling on his shoulders, up and down, the boy borrowed his strength to walk steadily, even faster than when he came A few points.

"The first level of Tiangang steps is like walking on flat ground!"

Yi Fan's eyes widened, his head buzzed, and a little inspiration suddenly appeared.

"Master, I understand!"

It turned out that Master Baimei had good intentions and asked me to come to the ruins of the mountains to gain insights into the Dao of the sages of the Qing Dynasty, so that I can practice Tiangang steps in a short period of time and achieve success in body training.

The patriarch has a spirit, and he even appeared in time and space to give me some advice. How could I not practice diligently.

Master, please rest assured, this disciple will definitely not let down your painstaking efforts.

"Stepping on the sky is like walking on flat ground."

He was already familiar with the steps, but in this unfamiliar environment, the unfamiliar body re-exercised them, which seemed so jerky and ridiculous. He even fell down not far away, and all his previous efforts were wasted. Yi Fan was not discouraged and went back to fill up the water to continue practicing.

I don't know how long it took to go back and forth, and back and forth. When Yi Fan arrived at the foot of the mountain, he thought the boy with long eyebrows had gone far away, but he was still waiting for him at the foot of the mountain, but he jumped anxiously.

Hurry up, hurry up, I won't be able to catch up with breakfast!
After saying that, the boy with long eyebrows changed his steps and speed again, and strode up the steps carrying two loads of water.

Yi Fan's tired legs and feet were numb, but he no longer dared to secretly take a sip of spiritual spring water, which was an insult to Wu Dao.

As soon as he stepped on the stone steps, the weight of his shoulders increased sharply, as if two rocks were pressed against him.

How is this going?Could it be that the stone steps are also weird?
Sure enough, tests are everywhere, don't worry, I can do it!
Yi Fan's eyes showed a hint of tenacity, he gritted his teeth and raised his spirits, changing the second level of Tiangang Steps, coming and going like the wind, climbing up step by step with difficulty.

The stone steps seemed to be arranged with some kind of formation, each step made his body a little bit more courageous, although not much, but when he reached the halfway up the mountain, Yi Fan almost collapsed.

At this time, a young man's voice could be heard faintly from the depths of the stone steps covered by clouds above his head.

"The heart is like the wind, the body is light, come on!"

"Buzz!"

Yi Fan's scalp went numb, and he shivered suddenly.

In the past, on the top of the back mountain, I tried my best to comprehend Tiangangbu. I thought I had succeeded, but I didn't expect that I was still far behind, and my understanding of Tiangangbu was far from enough. This was just a product of pressure.

As the saying goes, if you punch a thousand times, its meaning will manifest itself.

The same is true for practice, as long as I keep practicing repeatedly, laying a solid foundation, reviewing the past to learn the new, and comprehending the Tiangang step Dzogchen should come naturally.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for preaching!"

Yi Fan stopped suddenly, closed his eyes, felt the gentle breeze around him, savored the charm of the wind, light, elegant, comfortable and casual. . . . . .

"Master, I understand!"

Yi Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his body swayed slightly, and he swept more than ten meters like a frightened bird, and he tapped his feet again, and he disappeared into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)