leonardwarren #758 - One night to build foundation
#758 - One night to build foundation
That night, Li Chengfeng seemed to have experienced a thousand years of vicissitudes, his hair turning white overnight, aging him considerably.
His understanding of fate reached an unprecedented depth, a surge of righteousness flowing within him, powerful and profound, as if it had been accumulating for centuries.
His face was covered with crisscrossing wrinkles, and he walked with a slight tremor, but this aging added a touch of the venerable old scholar to his demeanor, further enhancing the dignity and benevolence of the teaching master.
The power of fate, words becoming law, he seemed capable of defying the heavens and changing destiny, wielding some kind of mysterious power.
All these changes stirred a special feeling within Li Chengfeng's heart.
His current surge of righteousness was like a vast ocean, and overnight, he seemed to have advanced to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, his strength greatly increased.
When the children walked into the school again, they were surprised to find that the handsome and charming teacher had turned into such an old and venerable scholar.
Although his temperament was still outstanding and his gaze was still deep and kind, the traces of time were so obvious.
Li Chengfeng smiled and said to them, "Today, we will continue yesterday's lesson."
The content he explained was still the same as before, but the children listened even more attentively.
Among them, an eight-year-old girl named Zhang Wanqing studied the hardest. Her family was the poorest, but at this moment, a special artistic conception suddenly erupted within her body, Daoist rhymes flowing, and a surge of righteousness manifested above her head.
Li Chengfeng clapped his hands and praised, "Good, good, you can finally defy the heavens and change your destiny."
The other children cast envious glances, deeply believing in the old teacher's words that as long as they studied hard, they could cultivate immortality.
Li Chengfeng continued to explain, each of his words seemed to contain infinite wisdom and power.
In the evening, the children's parents came to the school carrying various gifts. They even slaughtered the only sheep in their family, bringing the mutton to thank Li Chengfeng.
Li Chengfeng witnessed the hardworking girl being accepted as a disciple by the Water Moon Sect, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
The Water Moon Sect, when accepting disciples, first looked at talent, and second at spiritual roots. Although this girl did not have spiritual roots, she still obtained the opportunity to enter the sect by virtue of her extraordinary talent.
This meant that her parents would also benefit from this, receiving generous rewards, enough to allow them to move out of their impoverished land and live a happy life.
However, hidden within this joy was a hint of sadness.
The old goat that had always accompanied their family ultimately became a sacrifice because of the master's success.
It was slaughtered and became a dish on the celebratory banquet. Li Chengfeng swept his divine sense and saw all of this clearly, unable to help but sigh in his heart.
This goat, although just a livestock animal, diligently contributed to the family, giving birth to two litters of goat kids every year, and was an important source of income for the family.
Was its fate destined to be slaughtered? Li Chengfeng couldn't help but sink into contemplation.
He cultivated the Dao of Fate, deeply understanding the complexity and impermanence of fate.
He had no intention of killing the sheep, but the sheep died because of him. Now, the mutton and wine were placed before him, should he eat it or not? This was a difficult choice.
In the end, Li Chengfeng still chose to eat the mutton. Because this was the arrangement of fate, and also the necessary path for his cultivation.
On the path of cultivation, one must avoid compassion and procrastination. A compassionate heart often becomes a stumbling block on the path of cultivation, just like the Azure Lemon Ancestor. He originally possessed boundless talent and unlimited potential, and should have been a dazzling star in the cultivation world.
However, it was precisely because of his compassion that not only ruined his own future, but also plunged the entire cultivation world into endless turmoil.
He failed to extinguish the source of the disaster, but instead allowed the situation to intensify.
In comparison, Li Chengfeng was completely different. If he were the Azure Lemon Ancestor, facing those opponents, he would definitely have taken action without hesitation, annihilating them one by one, turning them into sacrifices for the altar, and carrying out the sealing.
In his heart, there was a firm belief, and that was to defy the heavens and change his destiny, to control his own fate.
Li Chengfeng sat at the table, savoring the delicious mutton, drinking the mellow wine, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and his heart suddenly became open and magnanimous.
Fate is not immutable. The first technique of the Minor Destiny Art is to defy the heavens and change destiny.
If one cannot do this, how can one talk about controlling one's own destiny? A trace of the minor Dao of Fate flowed within his body, and he felt the surge of this power, his heart filled with confidence.
He cultivated the Dao of Confucianism, which was different from other Daoist methods. There was no need for meditation and contemplation, only the need to comprehend the heavens and the earth, and one could naturally absorb a mouthful of righteousness.
When he was reading, he could absorb the energy of heaven and earth and transform it into his own cultivation.
And Li Chengfeng, in one night, turned white hair into black, successfully established his foundation, and achieved supreme Daoist methods.
This speed of entry was simply unbelievable.
Once, there were rumors that someone attained enlightenment overnight, transformed into a deity overnight, and even ascended to immortality overnight, with three days of clear skies.
However, this was just a beautiful wish in legends, and no one could truly achieve it.
Li Chengfeng also knew this well, and he did not expect that he could reach such a realm.
He only wanted to cultivate his Destiny Art well and control his own destiny.
Minor Destiny is one's own destiny; and Great Destiny is the destiny of the Heavenly Dao.
Heavenly Destiny and Human Destiny, a difference of one word, but a difference of a thousand miles.
Li Chengfeng's practice of the heart in the mortal world this time took a different path, and it could be regarded as having a stroke of good fortune.
In that moment of tranquility, as if even the air had solidified, the door was suddenly pushed open by a force that was neither light nor heavy, and a disciple of the mountain temple with a slightly staggering figure and a slight limp in his left foot slowly entered the room.
He was only at the third level of Qi Refining, and his whole body exuded an unspeakable humility and reverence, as if every step he took was on a pilgrimage, carefully approaching the place where Li Chengfeng was.
"Congratulations, Senior, on advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage, you are truly a model for us!" His voice was soft, but every word was clear, revealing an undisguised sincerity and reverence.
After saying that, he raised his head slightly, with a hint of trepidation and probing in his eyes, and quietly looked at Li Chengfeng.
That was a senior expert who had stepped into the Foundation Establishment stage and whose strength was unfathomable. Even if he was just sitting there quietly, the invisible majesty that he exuded was enough to make people feel awe and dare not neglect him in the slightest.
Hearing this, Li Chengfeng curled the corners of his mouth into a faint smile, nodded lightly, and then took an ancient book from beside him and handed it to the disciple, his tone peaceful yet majestic: "Thank you for your master's generosity. This book has benefited me greatly, allowing me to understand the ultimate truth overnight and achieve Foundation Establishment.
Although I have turned white overnight because of this, and my lifespan is not long, it has also allowed me to have the good fortune to glimpse the scenery on the top of the high mountain."
The lame disciple Zhao Baichuan took the book with both hands, his movements so respectful, as if what he was holding was not a book, but a priceless treasure.
A hint of undisguised shock and envy flashed in his eyes, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: Although he had read many books and practiced meditation day and night, and even did not hesitate to take precious pills, he was still stuck at the third level of Qi Refining.