"The Begging Society..."
An Qisheng's eyes flickered.
It's easy to die if you hear the truth in the morning. Throughout the ages, how many people know that the future is bleak and still move forward. Call them stupid or paranoid.
Such people are extremely pure.
He thought that he could not achieve this level, but he also admired such people in his heart.
Although this Potter is a foreigner, in his opinion, he is more like a Daxuan person than many Daxuan people.
"You're quite interesting. You're going to die, so why do you care about transcendent power?"
Tong Zhengyang looked at it with amusement and became slightly interested.
He didn't take another shot. His physical strength was so precious. A dying person was not worth taking another shot.
After thinking for a while, he said calmly:
"I don't know anything about the so-called kung fu martial arts in your world, but martial arts initially involves polishing the bones, skin, flesh, organs, marrow and blood through various means. When the physical body is almost the same, it can generate true energy. Once the true energy comes out, it will be another world. .”
Having said this, he stopped talking:
"It's more than enough to generate true energy with your body. Unfortunately, there is no spiritual energy from heaven and earth in this world."
Zhenqi is the human body's strong strength to a certain extent, which is formed by integrating the aura of heaven and earth with its own internal force. One part of it is in human beings and nine parts is in heaven. Both are indispensable.
Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is simply impossible to derive true energy.
Precisely because there is no spiritual energy in this world, his true energy is getting less and less, and his physical injuries are still unable to heal, and even every move consumes a lot of physical energy.
"gas......"
Potter muttered.
The word "qi" is not unfamiliar to him. Although he is from the Empire where the sun never sets, he has learned Daxuan orthodox boxing skills and has a deep understanding of Daxuan culture.
He knew that in Daxuan culture, whether it was Buddhism, Taoism or Confucian classics, the word Qi was indispensable.
But for more than ten years, he has traveled to Daxuan, Sanyin Kingdom, Fusang, and South Korea without finding any trace of 'qi'.
'Qi' doesn't seem to exist at all.
"Infuriating..."
An Qisheng wrote down everything Tong Zhengyang said in his mind.
This mysterious man has no intention of spreading his skills to others, but he may not get it.
At that time, we have to take a look to see if we really can't get out of the Qi.
"When the true qi is completed, the meridians can be outlined in the body, and the heaven and earth become one. If the true qi is infinite, then the qi meridians can be completed."
Tong Zhengyang waved his hand as he spoke:
"It's useless to say more. Just go find a cemetery yourself. This will save you from exposing your body in the wilderness."
This man's desire to seek the truth is quite strong, but it has nothing to do with him. He has no interest in wasting effort, nor does he have any intention of trying to pass on his secrets.
If your way forward is cut off, what does that have to do with me?
"Thank you for clarifying my doubts, Your Excellency."
Potter slightly arched his hands:
"May I ask your name?"
"Your kung fu is considered to be top-notch in this world, and you are qualified to know my name."
Tong Zhengyang responded calmly:
"I know Zhengyang."
"Tong Zhengyang..."
Potter took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the night, gradually disappearing.
Compared to when he came, his pace became slower, but it had a more unusual flavor.
Faintly, An Qisheng felt that Potter would not die.
Thinking about it, he sighed inwardly.
Porter is already a great master of strength, and may even meet the gods, but he is no match for this person. Even if Mu Longcheng comes, he will not be his match.
However, Tong Zhengyang could have killed Porter on the spot with just one more effort, but he did not do so.
An Qisheng, who had seen his ruthless tactics, couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.
Think about it again, he had to swallow a lot of military ration pills before taking action.
Perhaps, his injuries were more serious than imagined...
"You seem to be quite interested in these?"
Tong Zhengyang's eyes fell on An Qisheng, half smiling.
Contrary to what An Qisheng thought, although his serious injury prevented him from exerting his full strength, it was still possible to add more force to kill the white man.
It's just that his consumption was too great and he didn't want to waste his energy carelessly.
"Can you say it?"
An Qisheng patted his ragged clothes and had no intention of asking further questions.
"hehe."
Tong Zhengyang swallowed a few more military ration pills, pinched his flat pocket, and said to himself:
"There's not much left..."
........
The sky is bright and clear, and the morning dew is heavy under the night sky.
In the pickup truck next to the highway, Li Yan didn't sleep all night and his eyes were red.
squeak~
As the tires rubbed violently against the ground, An Qisheng opened the door and walked out, his face extremely ugly.
Knowing that Shi Xinlu and two people were killed and An Qi's life and death were unknown, he didn't sleep all night.
The car chased him.
"My elder sister called and said that a dangerous person was probably trying to cross the border illegally and asked me to go back. I refused..."
Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, and his temples jumped:
"I called Brother An. If he doesn't die, I will save him. If he dies, no matter who it is, I will kill him!"
"You are quite courageous, you dare to resist your sister."
Li Yan clicked his tongue in surprise.
Wang Anfeng was different from him. He had lived under the protection of Wang Zhixuan since he was a child. Wang Zhixuan had always said one thing but he dared not say another, and made him go east but not west.
Now he actually dared to disobey his sister's order, which surprised him.
"If I return to China like this, how can I have the dignity to meet Brother An's parents?"
Wang Anfeng looked very unhappy:
"We all have the same life, no one is higher than the other."
"You..."
Li Yan rubbed his face and reluctantly changed the subject:
"Dr. Wang's injury is healed? Who is the dangerous person she mentioned?"
"I don't know. I just said that the person coming here is extremely dangerous and that you and I should return home quickly."
Wang Anfeng shook his head, gritted his teeth and said:
"Don't change the subject. No matter what, I must find Brother An. I will see him alive or dead or his corpse!"
"Master Li, the country has determined that An Qisheng is not dead, but fell into the hands of the gangsters who killed the two masters Shi Xinlu and Shi Xinwu."
At this time, Wang Hu strode over and handed a laptop to Li Yan.
"Um."
Li Yan took the computer, and surveillance videos were playing on it.
"Where are the people?"
Wang Anfeng squeezed over.
"This man in black..."
Li Yan frowned and his heart skipped a beat:
"An Feng, look, is this man in black the one we saw at your and my sister's place?"
"Which one?"
Wang Anfeng hasn't reacted yet.
Li Yan tapped the keyboard a few times, opened one of the surveillance videos, zoomed in, and pulled in:
"Do you think this person looks like the mysterious figure who caused heavy casualties in the Golden Eagle Kingdom?"
"What?"
Wang Anfeng's expression changed.
Just as he was about to say something, Li Yan's cell phone rang.
"Dr. Wang?"
Li Yan's face tightened and he answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhixuan's voice was cold:
"Go back to the country right away! What happens next is not something you can interfere with!"
With just one sentence, she hung up the phone.
Wang Zhixuan knew that compared to her careless brother, Li Yan was much smarter and knew what to do.
Sure enough, Wang Zhixuan just hung up the phone.
Wang Anfeng wanted to say something else, but Li Yan slapped him with a backhand, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him into the car.
"Notify everyone, let's go!"
Li Yan looked solemn.
He knew what kind of person Wang Zhixuan was. To be able to make her so solemn would be beyond imagination of her enemies.
........
On the border of Yunmen and Burma, on a mountain somewhere, Wang Zhixuan's face was condensed.
After Fusang took the opportunity to return to Daxuan, they also received the video from the Taiguo police almost at the same time, and they also knew who the person was.
Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged on the big stone and just hung up the phone.
"Potter is seriously injured."
Gu Changsheng's eyes were filled with ripples:
"He should have seen that... mysterious man."
"Traces will be found, Potter's injury..."
Wang Zhixuan's eyes narrowed.
She knew very well that the whereabouts of the world's top masters like Potter were so secretive that no one could find his traces.
Unless the injury is really serious.
Gu Changsheng looked a little strange:
"Not only was the trace found, he was hospitalized..."
