Reincarnation cycle
Eastern Continent——
On the Mongolian Plateau, there are no national divisions, only large and small families with thousands of clans.
Among the three strongest families, Fang's family, Li's family and Nalan's family are the most prominent. Among them, Fang's family is the most powerful, and in these decades, it has been quietly surpassing the other two families.
The Fang family's current generation lives in Fang Hao. Not only is his wrist strong, but his strength is also extraordinary, known as the number one strongman of Mo Bei.
Not only is Fang Hao's strength extraordinary, but his children are also outstanding. His eldest son, Fang Tian, is only twenty years old and has few rivals among the younger generation, except for his own siblings.
Fang Yue, the second son, is a great general of the Baiyun Empire in South Xinjiang, and is also known as the unparalleled great general within the Baiyun Empire.
Three months ago, although she was only a lecturer at Canaan Academy, her strength was among the top of her peers, and she was considered one of the strongest individuals. She was also hailed as a magical genius who appeared once in a hundred years.
Four-year-old Fang Yu, although only five years old, her talent is even higher than Fang Yue's. Although she has not yet practiced magic, she has already been tested and her magical power has reached the second rank first grade. Some people with mediocre talent can only reach the second rank in their lifetime, but Fang Yu has already reached it at just five years old.
Many powerful magicians expressed their desire to take Fang Yu as an apprentice, but Fang Hao consistently refused them on the grounds that Fang Yu was still young.
In the Fang family's courtyard, Fang Hao was anxiously waiting outside the delivery room, while Fang Tian accompanied his old father.
Fang Hao tried several times to rush into the delivery room, but was pulled back by Fang Tian each time.
"Dad and mom are already on their fifth child, nothing will happen." Fang Tian comforted.
Fang Hao's anxious expression: "You say Lao Wu is so hard to invite, it's been a whole day and night, even more difficult than the four of you combined."
Dark clouds filled the sky, a thunderclap echoed, resounding across the vast northern plain.
Just then, a cry of a newborn baby came from the delivery room. Fang Hao's expression changed, and he didn't care about Fang Tian's obstruction, pushed open the door of the delivery room, and rushed in hastily.
A beautiful woman lay on the bed, her face showing a weak expression. A maid was holding a baby, who was crying loudly. Fang Hao's face lit up with joy at once.
"It's finally out." Fang Hao snatched the baby and held it in his arms, while the other hand sneakily opened the baby's swaddle cloth. The smile on his face was even more radiant: "A son, another son, Ruyue... you're really something."
"Once you have a son, you don't care about your wife anymore."
Fang Hao burst out laughing and immediately sat up on the bed, his mouth almost unable to close: "Want a son, want a daughter-in-law, want them all, haha..."
"Huh? Lao Wu's chest has a strange pattern, it looks like a cloud, and also like a lotus flower." Fang Hao curiously looked at Lao Wu's chest.
"That's a birthmark, it will fade away as you grow up."
"Name the fifth elder." Nalan Yue said in a low voice.
"I'm just a rough and unrefined person, what good name can I come up with? You'd better choose one yourself." Fang Hao said evasively.
Nalan Yue hesitated in her heart and slowly opened her mouth: "Since Old Five has a cloud on his chest, let's name him Fang Yun."
Fang Yun opened his eyes and stared blankly at the middle-aged couple in front of him: "What's going on?"
Fang Yun wanted to speak up, but instead let out a baby's wail, and her mind went blank.
Fang Yun struggled to raise her hands, looking at her lotus-like arms, and her body couldn't exert any strength. The person in front of her was enormous: "Have I been reborn?"
"It seems I've indeed been reincarnated, but why is my Dao heart still here? Hmm... My Dao heart is complete."
"Daughter..." Fang Yun suddenly turned his head towards Nalan Yueru on the bed, and his heart moved: "So that's it, I finally understand..."
Fang Yun suddenly exclaimed in her heart: "It turns out that what's lacking in my own Dao heart is this very worldly sentiment."
The mind of Tao is like the fullness and deficiency of the moon, it's a perception of the ultimate principle of heaven and earth. The chosen mind of Tao also determines one's future achievements and cultivation.
For example, Fangyun's Dao Xin is cultivated through mortal relationships. A single realization from a mortal relationship is a thread of Dao Xin. After thousands of years and countless lifetimes, Fangyun's Dao Xin has already reached great completion.
However, the worldly dust and predestined relationships are countless, not every single one of them belongs to one's own Taoist heart. Fang Yun had also once strayed from the right path, had nothing to gain, and had continuously tried and groped around.
Cultivating immortality is in itself a process of constant inquiry and exploration, gaining insight into the ultimate principle, and exploring the Heavenly Way.
However, Fang Yun of the previous life always lacked the last bit of mortal fate and was unable to fulfill his wishes and complete his Dao heart.
It was just that this moment of transmigration made him suddenly enlightened, and he understood the ultimate principle of heaven and earth in an instant. He realized what he lacked was this dusty karma.
For thousands of years, Fang Yun had been a fugitive, an official in a high position, and even the ruler of a kingdom. He had experienced all sorts of hardships and gone through countless worldly entanglements, but he had never tried being someone else's son.
Being a son seems like nothing for ordinary people, but for Fang Yun, it's harder than climbing the sky.
Since he was sensible, he followed his master to practice, entered the Tao at the age of 14, and chose his own Tao heart at the age of 20. However, he had never been someone else's child for a day, nor had he ever received any maternal love.
Perhaps in the depths of Fang Yun's heart, there is a hidden longing for kinship, which is why his Dao heart has never been fulfilled.
If it wasn't for Fang Yun's reincarnation, perhaps Fang Yun's Dao heart would never be complete.
Cultivation is like this, perhaps due to a single flaw, it can cause cultivation to stagnate, and the mind of the Tao is lacking, unless there is a great opportunity from heaven, one cannot attain true results.
With his Tao heart full and his soul holy, even if Fang Yun's current cultivation was zero, his divine sense could already extend ten zhang outside.
Of course, having only spiritual thoughts without cultivation is also harmful and useless. If the spiritual thoughts are too strong while the physical body is too weak, it may lead to the collapse of the physical body, and vice versa.
However, Fang Yun did not understand why his physical body had not collapsed, but instead was becoming balanced with his divine consciousness.
If it is said that enlightenment requires opportunity and sudden realization, then cultivation requires bitter practice and comprehension. The mind of the Tao can make the soul sacred, piercing through the nine heavens; cultivation can cover the rain and turn over the clouds, roaming freely in the universe.
And at this moment, Fang Yun possesses all the memories of his past life, and is well-versed in the strengths of a hundred schools. He has even created a set of cultivation classics, named "Tongtian Baodian" (Heavenly Mirror).
It was just that when he created the "Tongtian Baodian", Fang Yun had already reached the level of crossing the calamity period, so he never tried to cultivate it.
Now is the perfect opportunity, Fang Yun tries to start cultivating "Tongtian Baodian". There is no shortcut in cultivation, but there are differences in talent. This is also why Fang Yun can cultivate to the peak of Du'e and become the only one in the entire Xiuzhen world.
Everyone is born with innate energy, as the years go by, the innate energy will become less and less. Generally speaking, the earlier one starts practicing Taoist meditation, the higher their future achievements will be.
Fang Yun was fourteen years old when he started cultivating, and became the first person to achieve true immortality. Now, Fang Yun has begun his cultivation from birth, this opportunity is probably unprecedented in the entire immortal world.
Fang Yun carefully gathered the innate energy, not letting a single bit of it escape. This innate energy was the most precious thing in the world.
Many cultivators use evil methods to rob newborn babies of their innate energy, absorbing it for their own use. Although the effect is obvious, the method is too sinister and toxic. Moreover, this kind of robbery of others' innate energy will greatly discount its effectiveness, and because it harms the harmony of heaven, it will be punished by heavenly retribution.
In Fang Yun's dantian, a small ball of innate Qi was gathering and taking shape. Its size might be only as big as a needle tip, but the purity of its innate Qi was enough to make any cultivator gasp in amazement.
The innate energy is constantly nourishing Fang Yun's young body, and with the gathering of the innate energy, Fang Yun has officially taken the first step in cultivating the truth, which is to gather energy.
Although it has just entered the initial stage of gathering energy, the physical body has already been strengthened by the innate energy and is rapidly transforming at an invisible speed.
This transformation speed is several times faster than normal, and ordinary people need at least a few months or even longer to enter the initial stage of gathering energy. However, Fang Yun's heart is full, his experience is rich, and he has the innate energy, so he can take the first step in cultivating the truth so quickly.
Fang Hao and Nalan Yue didn't even dare to dream that this old five, who was born less than two hours ago, could knock down a dozen big men with his bare hands.

