Security Bureau, internally closed site.
The area of the venue is almost the size of a football field.
At this time, there were hundreds of people standing densely on the field, and they were none other than soldiers and police officers elected from local military regions and municipal police stations across the country.
"Look, your clothes are from the military area?"
"Are you from the city bureau?"
"This is both the military and the police. With so many people here, what is the Security Bureau going to do?"
"It's not clear what it is doing, but what is clear is that it must be a big move."
"..."
This is their first meeting.
Seeing so many people around them, both from the police and the military, they became increasingly confused and curious about what they were doing here.
at this time.
Sudden!
The gate to the closed venue slowly opened.
Suddenly!
The scene fell silent.
No one continued talking, and he quickly stood at attention without squinting.
Under their gaze.
Song Xiangdong walked in slowly.
"Welcome everyone here."
Song Xiangdong glanced around and then continued: "I know everyone is wondering what they are doing here. I will tell you, but before that..."
Having said this, he waved.
Suddenly!
Countless agents quickly entered the closed venue one after another from outside the door, and then distributed the documents they held in their hands to the hands of these soldiers and police officers.
Almost at the same time.
The soldiers and police officers present took the documents from their hands.
"!!!"
With just one glance, they were all shocked.
【Confidentiality Agreement】
【sss level】
The highest level of non-disclosure agreement? !
Of course, it was impossible for the soldiers and police officers not to know what the document in front of them was, and they couldn't help but look around.
Looking at each other...
His eyes were full of solemnity and seriousness.
"Could it be..."
"Are you going to carry out some top-secret mission?"
As soon as they thought of this, no one showed any panic or fear on their faces, and the whole person exuded an aura of looking forward to death.
These are the soldiers and police officers of Daxia!
And just then.
Song Xiangdong's voice continued to ring in their ears: "Before this, you need to sign this confidentiality agreement."
There was no hesitation.
Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to yourself.
The soldiers and police officers immediately signed their names on the SSS-level confidentiality agreement, and then solemnly handed it over to the agents on the side.
In their view……
What I handed over was not only a confidentiality agreement, but also my promise to Daxia, and even my life!
Soon, the agents exited the closed venue with the confidentiality agreement they signed.
Immediately afterwards.
The door slowly closed.
At this time, Song Xiangdong spoke again: "I know you are all excellent, but calling you here this time does not mean that all of you will participate, but that we will select among you."
Upon hearing this, the soldiers and police officers immediately raised their chests and raised their heads, fearing that they would not be seen.
They are all the best in their respective military regions or city bureaus.
To them……
It's a shame not to be chosen.
They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of not being qualified to participate!
at the same time.
Song Xiangdong continued: "Because this thing that you may be involved in can be said to be the most important thing in the history of Daxia. It is not even an exaggeration to say that it is something that can subvert the entire world!"
"?!"
His words made everyone tremble with excitement, and they were constantly guessing...
What exactly is this mission? !
They didn't keep them guessing for long.
The next second.
Song Xiangdong gave them the answer.
"And this is cultivation of immortality, cultivation of immortality in the true sense!"
"????"
The soldiers and police officers froze when they heard this, and they were even more confused.
They even wondered if there was something wrong with their ears and they were hearing wrong.
Cultivation...cultivation to immortality? ?
Didn't you call yourself here to perform some mission?
But...
Cultivation? ! ? !
"Is there really such a thing as a cultivator??"
The soldiers and police officers quickly realized where they were now - the Security Bureau!
Regarding the matter of cultivating immortals...
If it were said from other places, it would be false news without even thinking about it.
But if it comes from the Security Bureau.
Then he definitely didn’t run away!
For a time, they were confused and became more and more shocked.
"This matter of cultivating immortals..."
"How did the Security Bureau find out?"
"Do gods really exist in this world today?"
"How to cultivate immortality?"
"Are there any gods coming to guide you in cultivating immortals?"
"..."
A series of question marks appeared in their minds.
And just then.
The gates to the closed venue were opened again.
The sound caught their attention.
They subconsciously focused their attention on the door again.
Under their gaze.
A handsome young man, carrying a dark wooden sword on his back, walked in under the leadership of a security bureau leader.
And this young man...
It was none other than Lin Beichen, who was picked up by the Security Bureau to help select immortal cultivators.
Lin Beichen was the first to say hello: "Director Song."
"coming."
A faint smile appeared on Song Xiangdong's face, he nodded, then pointed to the soldiers and police officers in front of him, and said: "They are the elites I have recruited to prepare for immortality."
After saying that, his eyes swept across them together with Lin Beichen, and then without any ink, he simply said directly: "Take a look and choose the ones you think are suitable for cultivating immortals among them."
The conversation between Song Xiangdong and Lin Beichen was not secretive. In this extremely quiet and closed environment, it was transmitted to everyone's ears extremely clearly.
At this moment, the eyes of the soldiers and police officers had all been focused on Lin Beichen, not to mention how complicated their eyes were.
Some are in disbelief, some are shocked, some are surprised...
Etc., etc!
"Is he the one who chooses which of us can become an immortal?"
"So young?"
"He looks like a student!"
"Could it be..."
"He is an immortal. He has the power of immortality, so he can stay young forever. He looks like a child. In fact, maybe he is hundreds of years old?"
"Did he take Xiuxian with him?"
"..."
The questions that just emerged in their minds were answered, and new questions emerged in their minds immediately.
However, even though there are so many doubts in their heads right now that they are about to explode.
but……
Their excellent professionalism prevented any of them from speaking.
"..."
It was still extremely quiet inside the closed venue.
At this time, Lin Beichen nodded to Song Xiangdong, then took three steps forward, getting closer to the soldiers and police officers present, and said with a smile: "I hope everyone can follow your own heart and answer truthfully. my question."
On the way here, he had already thought about what he was going to ask.
Seeing them all nodded.
He didn't do any ink, and went straight to the topic, asking: "Which of you is interested in gods and monsters, and has you ever thought that gods and ghosts really exist in this world?"
Suddenly!
Almost 90% of the police officers and soldiers present raised their hands.
Lin Beichen glanced at them and remembered them in his mind, then nodded to indicate that they could put down their hands, and then continued: "Now please close your eyes, and then follow my description, use your imagination as much as possible, and then wait Tell me what you think of."
After that, everyone closed their eyes.
He then began to describe: "What you see now is not white or black, but a chaotic color. There is a person sitting in the chaos. That person is yourself. You feel the same as him, and you can feel it even more. There are little bits of energy floating around..."
Lin Beichen described in detail the imaginary world where "illusions become reality" during visualization.
Wait for it to finish.
He first let them immerse themselves in it and waited for almost half a quarter of an hour before clapping his hands and interrupting them.
"Okay, now you can truthfully express what you felt just now and what you saw in the imaginary world."
Lin Beichen glanced at everyone, then selected the police officer closest to him and said, "Let's start with you first, and then we will take turns."
"OK."
The police officer was a little caught off guard when his name was suddenly called, but he quickly adjusted, recalled a little, organized some words, and then began to speak: "I didn't feel anything physically. As for what I saw, to be honest, I didn’t see anything, it was just pitch black.”
And after he finished speaking.
Later, the police officers and soldiers also followed Lin Beichen's instructions and began to tell their own experiences.
"I saw a gray area, and I also saw myself, but I didn't see the energy you mentioned, and I didn't feel it."
"Everything you said came to my mind, but it didn't appear in front of my eyes, but I felt that what I saw in front of me should be the so-called chaos."
"I can see the energy you described, but I can't feel it either in the imaginary world or in my real body."
"..."
After a long period of time, they all finished their stories.
No one visualizes successfully.
Lin Beichen had expected this.
However, something beyond his expectation was that among so many people, there were actually a few people who saw a part of their imaginary world.
"They have better understanding than ordinary people!"
"maybe……"
"It gets me the answers I want."
Lin Beichen, who didn't have any expectations at first, now suddenly had a little more expectations.
Didn't waste any time.
Follow the plan before coming.
He came to Song Xiangdong and pointed out all the people who seemed to have a slightly better understanding.
In the end, almost 60 people were called out.
"Can I become an immortal?"
"Great, I was chosen!"
"Am I going to be trained to be a god?!"
"..."
The soldiers and police officers who were called out could no longer suppress the joy and excitement in their hearts.
See them jumping for joy.
The defeated soldiers and police officers looked lonely and regretful, their eyes filled with envy.
Not only are they envious of being able to cultivate immortality, but they are also envious of their ability to participate in something so important to Daxia.
And myself...
But I missed this opportunity!
Song Xiangdong didn't say anything about the gaffe of these police officers and soldiers. He just waved, and then the agents poured in again.
"Those who are called will be sent to the training room."
"Those who have not been called out, let them have a good rest and then send them back to their respective units."
Following his order.
Hundreds of people were clearly arranged and taken away from the scene by the detectives.
Soon, the originally crowded closed venue became empty.
At this time, Song Xiangdong looked at Lin Beichen and thanked him: "I'm really sorry to trouble you. Classmate Lin Beichen not only wrote down his own cultivation experience and insights for us, but also helped us select candidates suitable for cultivating immortals."
"No trouble, no trouble."
Lin Beichen smiled and waved his hands, thinking that he also wanted something from you, what's the trouble?
He doesn't mince words either.
He said simply and directly: "Director Song, actually, I came here today to ask you for help with something?"
"oh?"
Song Xiangdong became interested.
Cooperation is mutual.
The past few days have been all about Lin Beichen...
If this continues.
He was almost embarrassed to speak again.
"What's up?"
"I hope you can help me find as many traditional martial arts that have never been made public but really exist."
"Traditional martial arts?"
Song Xiangdong was a little confused and asked subconsciously: "Are you still practicing martial arts?"
"Yes."
Lin Beichen nodded and explained: "I intend to improve and perfect traditional martial arts to become the legendary martial arts in the eyes of the world, or even immortal martial arts."
"!!"
Song Xiangdong was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Lin Beichen with a bit of admiration in his eyes and thought to himself: He is worthy of being a cultivator of immortality. He is pursuing the realm of "immortality" at every step. Not only must he create immortal magic, but he can also practice it. The traditional martial arts you have acquired must also be transformed into "immortals" if you want to achieve immortal skills!
His every thought...
It’s really shocking!
Just as he was amazed in his heart.
Lin Beichen's voice continued: "The transformation of this traditional martial arts is also an important step in the next breakthrough in cultivation. It is the key to whether it can trigger thunder and lightning in the heaven and earth."
"I see."
Song Xiangdong didn't get to the bottom of it.
He understands...
It's no use asking.
I can't understand it at all.
Originally, if Lin Beichen needed help at this moment, he would definitely help, but now he heard that he wanted to improve traditional martial arts into high martial arts, or even immortal martial arts, and it was also about making breakthroughs in cultivation and moving the world. Thunder and lightning...
He couldn't wait even more!
"No problem, leave this to me."
After saying that, Song Xiangdong immediately took action and issued the order to find traditional martial arts.
As the most mysterious and special department in Daxia, the Security Bureau naturally has its own intelligence system, and it can lock on dozens of targets in a matter of minutes.
…
Dengzhou City.
[Hao Zai Lai] Noodle shop.
It was lunch time, and the shops around the noodle shop were deserted. However, this noodle shop was very busy, and there was a long queue.
“It’s delicious, this noodle is so chewy!”
“After eating so many noodles, this one is the best!”
"..."
Praises filled the noodle shop one after another.
And at this time.
Noodle shop back cook.
A man is kneading dough.
This man is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He is 1.8 meters tall and has a burly build. His two fists are extremely huge, completely beyond the proportions of ordinary people.
Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?
Probably so.
He is the owner of this noodle shop and a ramen chef.
"boom--!"
"boom--!"
"..."
The sound of banging kept ringing in the back kitchen.
But it’s not so much kneading dough.
It would be more appropriate to say that the boss is beating the noodles.
I saw his fists like two heavy hammers, constantly falling on the dough, each punch carrying terrifying power!
It is not difficult to find if you observe carefully...
This punch was not thrown out randomly, but with a smooth and coherent beauty!
Pure aesthetics of violence!
at this time.
Sudden!
A man wearing a black business suit walked into the kitchen, carrying a black leather briefcase in his hand.
When the boss saw this, he frowned slightly, stopped what he was doing, and said to him: "Hello, the kitchen is an important place. No idlers are allowed in."
"Sorry, boss."
The man also knew that it was inappropriate for him to suddenly enter the kitchen, so he apologized apologetically.
See him say that.
The boss' expression softened slightly and he said, "If you come to eat noodles, please go outside and queue up."
"Boss, I'm not here to eat noodles."
Seeing the surprised look on the boss's face, the man didn't mince words and said softly: "I'm here specifically to see you."
"Find me?"
The boss was stunned and asked for his ramen skills?
He didn't wait to think too much.
Suddenly a certificate appeared in front of him.
On the document, the three large golden characters "Security Bureau" are particularly conspicuous.
"???"
The boss looked at the ID and then at the agent holding the ID, looking confused.
Security Bureau?
Why do people in this department come to me?
Could he be a liar?
Are you here to cheat money?
Thinking of this, he looked at the agent warily and asked, "Why is the Security Bureau looking for me?"
"Because of your boxing skills."
The agent said without unnecessary nonsense at all, "We know that you are the descendant of Japanese boxing. Now the country needs to requisition your boxing skills. I hope you can temporarily hand over your boxing skills to the country."
Luo Japanese Boxing is a set of boxing techniques that naturally evolved during the Ming Dynasty when Qi Jiguang, the anti-Japanese hero, captured and killed Japanese pirates. Therefore, it is also named "Liu Japanese Boxing".
This boxing technique is powerful and fierce, and it is also the best choice among traditional martial arts!
It is a real killing technique!
It is enough to show how good this boxing technique is.
The boss now believed the identity of the man in front of him and no longer doubted that he was a liar.
With the advancement of science and technology, traditional martial arts are declining day by day.
especially……
Killing techniques such as Japanese boxing that focus more on actual combat are difficult to evolve into routines that are pleasing to the eye.
It’s even more difficult.
Gradually faded out of the public eye and few people knew about it.
As a descendant of such a declining boxing technique, he has never publicized it to the outside world and has nothing worthwhile to say.
It is extremely rare for an outsider to know about Japanese boxing.
And he can also accurately know that he is the descendant of Japanese boxing...
There is no need to say more about the authenticity of the identity!
"The country needs to requisition Japanese fists?!"
The boss was stunned for a moment, what is the country going to do? Why is it that even a little-known boxing technique like Japanese boxing has to be requisitioned?
Japanese boxing...
Is it possible that the country is going to war?
Use this boxing technique to train a secret army to fight Japanese pirates?
Various thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.
However, the next moment.
These thoughts were squeezed out of my mind by excitement and excitement.
The boss's face suddenly grabbed the detective's hand with both hands, and asked in disbelief: "Is the country really going to requisition Japanese fists?"
Being requisitioned by the state is equivalent to being recognized by the state and being valued by the state.
This is great news for a traditional martial art that is about to be lost!
As for him personally...
That is a great event that will bring glory to the family!
"No...that's right."
The agent's expression changed slightly. It was because the boss was so excited that he didn't touch him lightly or hard. His hand was so painful that it hurt.
The detective reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Looking at the boss's state, he already understood that his attitude must be okay, but he still confirmed: "So, are you willing to temporarily hand over the Japanese fist to the country?"
"Yes, yes, I do!"
The boss nodded like a fool, and his words of "I am willing" were even more heartfelt than what he said at the wedding.
"Wait here for a moment, and I will give you the secret book of Japanese Fist."
After saying that, he went straight from the kitchen to the living area upstairs.
All I could hear was a clanging sound upstairs.
After a while.
He hurriedly ran down the stairs again, with an extra scroll in his hand.
The scroll looked like an ancient object at first glance, and the yellow brocade had faded to desert yellow under the erosion of time.
very thick.
The rolled diameter must be about ten centimeters.
"This is the original secret book of Lu Japanese Boxing. It not only records every move of Lu Japanese Boxing, but also contains the understanding and improvement of Lu Japanese Boxing by successive generations of descendants."
The boss walked up to the detective with a serious and solemn expression on his face. He solemnly handed the scroll in his hand to him and said in a deep voice: "Here."
The agent opened the black briefcase in his hand, then took the scroll with both hands, put it gently into the box, and then closed the box.
Immediately afterwards.
He stood up, took out a check from his pocket, handed it to the boss, and said: "To thank you for your cooperation, the bureau has specially approved a hundred thousand yuan as a thank you, and will also give you a certificate of honor in a few days. To honor your support of our country.”
"I can't do it, I can't do it."
Faced with a check of 100,000 yuan, the boss did not hesitate at all, and quickly waved his hand to reject it, and then said: "I can accept the honorary certificate, but this payment is unnecessary. It is my honor to contribute to the country, how can I still receive payment?"
"But……"
"Nothing but."
The boss directly interrupted the detective and said firmly: "I really can't ask for this money. If you insist on giving it, then I won't hand it over to the Japanese Fist!"
…
Linchuan City.
On the outskirts of the city, there is a house that looks like an ancient mansion with three entrances and three exits.
At this time, the main room is facing the hanging flower door.
An old man who is over seventy years old is sitting on a huanghuali wood chair in the middle of the lobby. He is energetic and dressed in white brocade. He is sipping tea. From his movements, you can see that the muscles in his arms are strong and the dimensions are incredible. , even thicker than the thighs of many people’s self-proclaimed “slim” ladies.
His name is Chen Daxia.
In addition to being the head of the family in this house.
And the family living in this house is not an ordinary family, but a martial arts family!
"Roar!"
"ha!"
"..."
Violent shouts kept coming from the inner courtyard.
Looking at the juniors practicing in the inner courtyard, Chen Daxia nodded with satisfaction.
And just then.
A middle-aged man wearing black brocade led a man wearing a black business suit around the inner courtyard, hurriedly walked into the main room, and came to his side.
"dad."
The middle-aged man said hello softly, then gestured to the man behind him and lowered his voice and said: "This is an agent from the Security Bureau. He came to you specially and said he has something to tell you."
He didn't finish his sentence.
The detective had shown his ID.
Chen Daxia glanced at it and didn't look any further.
My son is very careful in doing things. Since he can bring it to me and acknowledge the other party's identity personally, it means that he has passed the test for me.
The Security Bureau wants to talk to me?
What are we talking about?
Is there anything you have to do that warrants the Security Bureau coming to your door in person?
Chen Daxia was very confused. He waved his hand to signal his son to step aside first, and then said with a smile: "This agent, I don't know what you want to say to me?"
"Mr. Chen, thank you for disturbing me."
The agent said hello politely, and then directly stated his intention without mincing words: "The country now needs to recruit a group of traditional martial arts, and Bajijuan is one of them. I hope the Chen family can temporarily hand over this method to the country." .”
As a family that teaches martial arts, the Chen family relies on the Baji for its martial arts.
The emergence of Bajiliu can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty. It was a close combat martial arts about the shoulders and arms that was compiled and perfected by Chen Shuo, a martial arts scholar in the Tang Dynasty who killed enemies on the battlefield.
Similar to Japanese boxing...
It's for killing skills!
Because its moves are not complicated, but its lethality is huge, it is difficult to branch out, and it is not accepted by the world. It has completely disappeared from the public eye.
Just a small corner...
Passed down within the family.
"Does the country need the support of my Chen family?"
Chen Daxia's aura suddenly changed, full of a sense of weight and oppression, and he said in a deep voice: "Is the country in trouble? Let alone Baji, I, the Chen family, can serve the country with all our strength and die on the battlefield! "
"Mr. Chen's patriotism is truly admirable."
The agent sighed from the bottom of his heart, and then said: "However, I don't know the specific situation. I just received instructions from my superiors to requisition Bajiliu."
"good."
Chen Daxia stood up slowly, and then walked behind the screen wall in the lobby. Not long after, he walked out from behind the screen wall again, holding a wooden box in his hand.
"Give."
Chen Daxia handed the wooden box to the detective and said solemnly: "This is the authentic work of our ancestor Chen Shuo, which records everything about Baji Beng."
After speaking, his expression was serious and serious: "Also, please be sure to convey to the old man what I just said. If necessary, the Chen family can use the strength of the entire family to serve the country!"
…
Much the same situation occurs across the country.
And the traditional martial arts that are truly passed down to this day also have their own circles.
This matter quickly spread in the circle.
Can be requisitioned by the state...
That represents the country's recognition of a martial arts!
It's an honor!
Being in the circle is something to be proud of!
For a time, the traditional martial arts inheritors who had not yet been visited prepared their own martial arts secrets and eagerly awaited the arrival of the Security Bureau agents.
even……
Some martial arts inheritors are worried that the country will look down on their own martial arts, so they have begun to look around for connections and are ready to hand it over!
With the full support of the Security Bureau.
This operation to requisition traditional martial arts only took three days. It can be said that basically all the traditional martial arts in Daxia that met Lin Beichen's requirements were requisitioned.
Lin Beichen didn't know about this yet. At this time, he was alone in the school gymnasium playing Shaolin Twelve Legs.
"My leg skills are at their limit."
Lin Beichen hit the Shaolin Twelve-Way Legs several times in a row, but he didn't feel any changes in his legs, not even the slightest change, and he already understood what was going on.
"It's time to practice other martial arts to strengthen other parts of the body."
"do not know either……"
"What's the situation at the Security Bureau?"
He didn't want to wait in such a daze.
Just when he was about to ask Song Xiangdong.
Sudden!
The door of the gymnasium was pushed open.
Two agents walked in, carrying a large briefcase in each hand.
"this……?"
Lin Beichen's eyes lit up and he guessed instantly, was this the collected traditional martial arts secret book?
And in the next moment.
His suspicion was also confirmed.
"Classmate Lin Beichen..."
"What you asked for is brought to you."
(End of chapter)
