Huhu~~~
The wind blows the wild grass.
Under the flickering firelight, Miao Xiu's shadow stretched very long.
Miao Xiu stopped, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wang Zhixuan outside the forest:
"Dr. Wang, long time no see."
Naturally, he and Wang Zhixuan had met before.
A few years ago, Wang Zhixuan went to the Yunnan-Myanmar border to hunt down a drug lord who crossed the border and had an encounter with him.
Wang Zhixuan's expression remained motionless, her voice sounded like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the spring water tinkled:
"The Tiger King came with murderous intentions. Does he want to kill me?"
Miao Xiu's murderous intention was barely concealed, and she could naturally detect it.
However, she seems to have no grudge against him...
But she didn't care. Even when she faced Mu Longcheng, she was not afraid. Although Miao Xiu was strong, he was no more intimidating than Mu Longcheng.
"Dr. Wang is right."
Miao Xiu stood in the wilderness with his hands behind his hands, his eyes filled with ripples:
"I'm here to ask for your life."
"If King Tiger wants it, just come and get it. If you take it and leave, of course it's up to you."
Wang Zhixuan lowered her eyes and stared at the ground:
"However, if you can't kill me, no wonder I won't be merciful in the future."
"Can't I kill you?"
Miao Xiu naturally knew what Wang Zhixuan meant, and his aura suddenly became sharp:
"Why don't you ask me why I want to kill you?"
"What does it matter?"
Wang Zhixuan replied calmly.
She had never been very curious, and at this moment, she didn't even care why Miao Xiu came to kill her.
Because that makes no sense.
No matter why Miao Xiu came, this battle was inevitable.
"That's fine, that's fine."
Miao Xiu nodded, his eyes gradually calmed down:
"You are so happy and save me a lot of words and effort, so I will give you some dignity."
"Oh? How about being decent?"
Wang Zhixuan looked at Miao Xiu with clear eyes.
"call!"
Miao Xiu slowly exhaled, the air flow was like an arrow, the air waves were astonishing, blowing a large area of grass lying on the ground in front of him:
"The dignity of a warrior..."
boom!
The air currents stirred and the wilderness trembled.
Miao Xiu moved his feet, whipping up a violent wind across the wilderness, roaring like a spirited tiger in the forest.
The fist blasted out, and the air waves rolled in:
"The winner lives, the loser dies!"
........
Before early spring arrives, the mountains and forests are desolate. There is no sound, no insects, only the sound of the wind blowing the branches.
An Qisheng trudged through the mountains and forests, walking on foot without seeing anyone or talking to anyone.
He forgot the hustle and bustle of the world and immersed himself in Kung Fu.
An Qisheng has been practicing boxing for more than twenty years in his past life, but he has never been so immersed in it.
Although he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, his heart became more and more full, as if there were many people around him.
My soul seems to have been cleansed.
He had memories of his past life when he was young, and he had many thoughts every day. He had to weigh the pros and cons and consider the gains and losses in everything he did.
Too stable, but also lost the temperament it should have.
But people are never static.
Education, environment, encounters, status, etc. will all create different people with different moods.
A person is at the bottom, working hard every day, and all he thinks about is firewood, rice, oil and salt. No matter what he does, he cannot escape the category of ordinary people.
But if he is placed at the pinnacle of power, even if he cannot grasp the yin and yang, he will inevitably change from the original state of mind of an ordinary person.
A weak person can become brave and strong by exercising, practicing martial arts and joining the army.
A good person who is dedicated to good may become a very evil person when encountering great changes.
Even the most evil people may repent when they are attacked.
The person is still the same person, but the heart may not always be the same heart.
In the mountains and forests, An Qisheng used the wildest movements to hit trees and rocks, practiced boxing and swimming naked in the river, ran barefoot among the sand and stones, beat his body under the waterfall, sat quietly under the bright moon and meditated. As the sun rises, boxing on the top of the mountain...
Gradually, An Qisheng felt the changes.
His heart was like a piece of jade sealed in mud and stone. After being polished, it revealed its original clear and crystal brilliance.
On this day, in the early morning, he climbed to the top of a high mountain again.
At the right time, when the red sun was rising and the morning light was breaking, a wisp of red cloud gradually spread from the distant horizon and then colored the entire sky.
A vast bright yellow light fell down, illuminating the heaven and earth.
call!
suck!
On the top of the mountain with heavy morning dew, An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to hear the sound of breaking.
At this moment, his mind and body were infinitely close, and every detail in his body seemed to be felt.
The beating of the heart, the flow of blood, the trembling of bones, the peristalsis of internal organs...
He felt the joy in his body, as if his organs, and even cells invisible to the naked eye, were jumping for joy.
"Are organs also conscious?"
An Qisheng murmured to himself, this feeling was too real and a little unreal, making him feel as if he was in a dream.
"Organs are naturally conscious."
At this time, a voice sounded behind him.
"who?"
An Qisheng was shocked.
Although he was in an immersed state, his senses were so sharp that he could detect any movement within a radius of twenty meters.
This person actually came behind him silently.
He looked back and saw that the man was wearing a wide Taoist robe, with broad shoulders and a thick back, big ears and round eyes, and a curly beard like grass. Who could he be if he wasn't Taoist Juechen?
"Tao, Taoist Master?"
An Qisheng was a little surprised:
"You, why are you here?"
"I've been in Wudang Mountain."
Taoist Juechen stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering.
"Wudang Mountain?"
An Qisheng stood up and looked around, and suddenly saw the Wudang Mountain Golden Palace shining in the sun on the top of the mountain not far to the north.
Unknowingly, he actually came to Wudang Mountain?
"The moment you stepped into Wudang Mountain, I noticed you. Your state was very strange, so I didn't alarm you."
Taoist Juechen looked at An Qisheng with a hint of strangeness in his eyes:
"I've known for a long time that your 'god' is very special, but I didn't expect you to be able to feel the consciousness of your organs?"
"Is the organ really conscious?"
An Qisheng was stunned.
"It can't be said to be consciousness, but God."
Taoist Juechen spoke, still a little strange:
"Break the void and see the gods without breaking. The so-called seeing the gods are the gods in the body. Your progress is not slow. You have entered the transformation energy in a short period of time. But even if you hold the pill and become a gang, you should not be able to see the gods. The 'god' of organs is the right one."
"Break the void and see that God is not bad..."
An Qisheng chewed these eight words, his heart moved, and he said:
"Taoist Priest, do you mean that the 'god' in Breaking the Void and Seeing God's Immortality is the body-god mentioned in the Huangting Sutra?"
"Huang Tingjing?"
This time it was Taoist Juechen's turn to be stunned.
He knows all the Taoist scriptures in the world. What is this so-called "Huang Ting Jing"?
