Chapter 1209

"Shifu, Shifu, I have a sense of Qi. I have developed a sense of Qi through practice!"

Free city, chen fan's residence, trot to Chen Fan's room on the 13th day, his face full of excitement.

At this time, chen fan is meditating and adjusting his breath to see if he can be promoted to erchongtian, king of Wu.

But it doesn't seem to be that simple.

After leaving the waterfall, Chen Fanxiu has reached the critical point and may be promoted at any time. However, it is still unknown how long it will take to wait for such a dull wait.

Slowly opened his eyes, looked at thirteen one eyes, Chen Fan said calmly: "just practice out of breath is so excited, if you reach the realm of being a teacher, the tail is not going to go up to heaven?"

"Guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice at peace of mind!"

After admonishing, shisan's face was really dignified. He bowed and went to practice again.

Chen Fan looked at his back and nodded slightly.

As a matter of fact, young people's temperament will inevitably jump off. When Chen Fan was promoted to cultivation for the first time, there was nothing better than thirteen.

But after all, he is a master, and he still has to put on the airs. He can't let the excitement of just stepping into the practice lose his thirteen heart.

Several days have passed since the master and apprentice moved here.

During this period, chen fan helped shisan to solve his doubts and explain the problems he encountered every day. He felt that he had gained a lot.

This enables him to re-examine his own foundation again and compare the results of today with the practice methods of the past.

After a while, thirteen went back, the face has no previous excitement, replaced by a lonely face.

"Master, don't you say that after the birth of Qi, it's easy to be promoted to the level of martial arts. Why can't I work so hard for so long?"

"Am I not qualified and not suitable for practice?"

Young people always worry about gain and loss, especially when thirteen, who had nothing at all, suddenly seemed to have everything. He was too afraid of what he got and lost it in a flash.

Chen Fan took a look at thirteen, and suddenly pointed to a big willow tree in the courtyard and said, "look at this willow, its branches are luxuriant and its leaves are green, but why don't its leaves fall down?"

Thirteen doubts looked at one eye, immediately opened his mouth and said: "this is not autumn, how can the leaves fall down?"

"You're right." Chen Fan nodded: "but why do you not understand the same thing for yourself?"

"If you don't have time, why bother and disturb your heart?"

Chen fan is a good teacher, he did not have a long speech, also did not mention face-to-face, just used a most superficial truth, told a most straightforward thing.

Willow branches in spring and leaves fall in autumn. This is the natural law and time.

Practice is against time.

It is impossible for anyone to become a fat man by one mouthful, let alone become the world's supreme one overnight.

Everything depends on time as sustenance. While fighting against time, monks feel the feeling of accompanying time.

This is the cultivation!

Thirteen slightly aware, the original face of loneliness and anxiety, suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of serenity, he knows, before his mind is not peaceful enough.

"Thank you for your teaching. I was too radical before. I will be more stable from now on. I won't let my master worry about it."

Thirteen boxing a bow, such strength, Chen fanlue slightly nodded, eyebrows in some appreciation.

He suddenly felt that when he was young, he was more and more like thirteen.