Meng Qingxiao realized that this universe needed time, so in an instant, the world changed, and the evolution of the universe began, and it was evolving at an extremely fast speed.
Meng Qingxiao once again realized that until the universe evolved into a form he was satisfied with, he could no longer invite people from the second outer world to come in, otherwise the super-speed evolution would stop immediately. This small universe only allowed one transcendent "god" exist.
He read all over the world, saw the fall and rebirth of countless stars, the devouring of black holes and the formation of galaxies. He also discovered the existence of organic matter on many planets, which means that new life will be born on those planets in the future. After endless years, as long as no accidents occur, they will develop a highly developed civilization.
But the time of the small universe still does not exist for him. He has accelerated his evolution countless times, but he himself has not changed at all. He is still the same young self.
Finally, he himself didn't know how much time had passed. The earth under his feet turned into what he wanted, with blue sky and white clouds, green grass, and various small animals.
All of this is what he is familiar with, no, it should be said to be what he remembers. The earth is no longer like this.
The next second, he came to night, and the sky was full of stars. He had never seen so many stars on his real earth.
Meng Qingxiao went to several planets where life already existed. They were all very far away from the earth. Some planets were developing very fast and their own civilizations had appeared. Meng Qingxiao did not disturb them and just watched them for a while. Left quietly.
This is a difficult choice. If Meng Qingxiao does not invite outsiders in, then he will always be the god of this universe. He can go wherever he wants to go, but if a second person comes in, he will no longer be able to To control this universe, he must join the time cycle of this universe like everyone else, and participate in the birth, old age, illness, and death of life in this universe. In addition, there are many rules of the universe that he must also abide by.
Will he become a god alone, or continue to live like a human being?
Meng Qingxiao chose the latter. Although he could not become an Almighty God, he had mastered enough of the origin of the universe. He still had more privileges than others. Under the premise of abiding by the rules of the small universe, he could still do many things and possess He was already satisfied with this.
The accelerated evolution stopped, and Meng Qingxiao came out of the small universe.
"How do you feel?" He heard Dr. Meng Wen's hearty laughter.
"Well, it's not bad, I can't describe the feeling..." Meng Qingxiao smiled.
"But how should I let people in?" Meng Qingxiao still had some doubts.
"I can't answer this question for you, haha, this is beyond my ability."
"No, I have to go in and take a look again. There are some rules that I haven't fully understood yet."
"I told you a long time ago that you should master all the rules before coming out. It won't take any time anyway."
Sure enough, Meng Qingxiao appeared again the next second, and he shouted happily: "Haha, I know, while I am still a god, I can open countless space doors in this world and let them enter the small universe from all over the world. Earth, and I can also set it up to allow only humans in this world to see the space gate."
Strictly speaking, this small universe should be government property, but no one is selfish. When the Qiang Han government found out about the small universe, Meng Qingxiao was already a "god".
Although many people were very depressed, they could only follow Meng Qingxiao's advice and open the small universe to humans all over the world to allow them to take refuge.
The issue of shelters has been solved, and then the issue of national cultivation has also begun to be put on the agenda.
There is no shortage of martial arts masters in the powerful Han Dynasty. These people have become the focus of everyone's attention. These martial arts masters are also very generous and say they will never hide anything.
"The cultivation of internal strength actually exists, but it is not as powerful as described in martial arts." A martial arts master was explaining internal strength to tens of thousands of disciples, "But that was in the past! As for now, even the powerful ones described in martial arts The knights are not as good as us."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled onions on dry land, performed another kite turn in mid-air, and stood firmly on the roof of an ancient building.
"Pheromones can not only become our internal force, but also help us realize many magical functions described in martial arts, such as condensing sounds into lines using internal force to achieve sound transmission and enchantment."
"For example, you can also use your inner strength to increase the volume so that I can stand on the roof so that all of you can hear it without using speakers."
One student shouted loudly: "Can we really stop bullets with our bodies alone?"
"Of course it's no problem." The famous martial arts star flew down from above. "Although I can't do it now, I can tell you responsibly that there is no problem in using your body to block bullets."
"Because there is another skill in this world called the Iron Clothes Golden Bell Shield. Let us invite the teacher responsible for teaching the Iron Clothes Golden Bell Shield, Mr. Feng Yuzhong."
The body can naturally block bullets. Meng Qingxiao could do it even without practicing the iron cloth shirt and golden bell cover. But when he saw the effect of Mr. Feng Yuzhong's skills in the video, he couldn't help but admire him. , and immediately sent someone to invite Mr. Feng Yuzhong over.
Mr. Feng Yuzhong is over 60 years old, but he has a fair face and no wrinkles on his face. He looks energetic and walks vigorously. When he heard that General Meng Qingxiao invited him to be a guest , he agreed without hesitation.
Even though he was an old man in his 60s, Meng Qingxiao was regarded as his idol. He felt that it was amazing that a young man in his 20s could make such great achievements. He felt inferior to him, so The worship of the strong began.
I don’t know how you feel when you see your idol. Some girls may scream, and some may cry with excitement, but Feng Yuzhong is an old man in his 60s. He doesn't scream or cry, he is just nervous.
One second the old man was majestic and powerful, but the next second he was already cautious and his palms were sweating because he had arrived at the door of Meng Qingxiao's residence.
Of course, the residence here is not Qiongyuan Garden, but the military compound in the Capital Military Region.
The housing here was originally very tight, and only those with a military rank of major or above and with a position could apply to move in. Now, of course, the problem of housing shortage has long ceased to exist. Now there are not many people in the entire powerful Han country.
The occupancy conditions here have not changed. Only those with military rank of major or above can move in, so many rooms are available. Meng Qingxiao is often unable to go home because of his busy military affairs, so he asked his police officers to help him clean up a room. He occasionally lived here in the courtyard, but Lu Caishi did not come with him. Only Zhang Chao and Sanda Weir really lived here permanently.
Let's talk about Mr. Feng Yuzhong. Seeing him parked outside the door and not daring to enter, the guard couldn't help but urge: "Master Feng, come in, the chief is still waiting inside."
"Well, okay, I'm a little nervous, haha." Mr. Feng Yuzhong didn't shy away and directly expressed his inner feelings.
"Hey, don't be nervous. Our leader is very easy to talk to. He almost never scolds us." Zhao Shuang introduced the old man, "I have been driving for him for so long, and I have never heard a single curse word from him. He He is completely different from other leaders.”
The old gentleman immediately became graceful and straightened his back. His idol was really different. Look, a capable person should look like this. He is a role model for us!
Meng Qingxiao invited Feng Yuzhong over because he wanted to ask about the power cultivation of the Xuanyuan Heart Sutra. He never understood the sentence "Form your body with stars, your whole body will be crystal white, your skin will be stronger than iron, it will destroy metal and break jade."
When Feng Yuzhong heard Meng Qingxiao's question, he pondered: "General, I'm afraid of misleading you, and I don't dare to say nonsense. I will tell you how to practice the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt. If If you think it works, then that's great. If it doesn't work, then we'll find other ways."
"Okay, please, old sir."
"You're welcome, General. It's my honor to be able to help you." Feng Yuzhong said, "This golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is an external skill that is activated by internal force. If you want to master it, you must practice the boy's skill."
Meng Qingxiao was suddenly embarrassed. He was no longer a boy. He already had children.
"But General, you just want to learn from the cultivation methods, so don't worry about this."
"The internal strength of the Iron Cloth Shirt with the Golden Bell Cover can only be practiced during the two hours of Ziwu. If you miss these two hours, there will be no effect if you practice it again."
"Other internal strength and mental skills are concentrated in the Dantian, but this is not the case with the internal strength and mental skills of the Golden Bell Cover Iron Clothes Shirt. Our internal strength is distributed throughout the muscles of the body."
"Simply put, we use internal force to stimulate muscle strength and thereby improve the body's defenses."
"Of course, the reason is very simple, but it is actually very difficult to achieve super strong defense. This requires the use of external skills to assist."
"Our external skills training requires the use of props, and the props need to be customized. I am currently using a mace weighing 360 kilograms."
"Every time after practicing internal strength, my disciple would beat my whole body with the mace to help my muscle cells absorb the internal force and further increase the strength of the muscles."
"My current defense capabilities, using our country's QH8800 submachine gun, can no longer hurt me."
The old gentleman did not want to sit down, and he was not standing still talking. As he was telling the story, he began to practice, and performed a set of punches in front of Meng Qingxiao. Through the boxing style, Meng Qingxiao could also judge, This old gentleman's muscle defense is definitely strong enough.
"Old sir, you are so awesome!" Zhao Shuang stood aside and applauded, "But our leader can also block bullets with his body."
He couldn't help showing off his leader, but he didn't expect that Meng Qingxiao didn't want Mr. Feng to know this at all. He was afraid that Mr. Feng would be hit, so he couldn't help scolding: "Talk too much!"
Zhao Shuang immediately shrank his neck and lowered his head with an embarrassed smile.
After Feng Yuzhong heard Zhao Shuang's words, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but ask: "Has the chief also practiced defensive skills?"
"Haha, I have never practiced. I was beaten too many times by my mother since I was a child, so my skin is rough and my flesh is thick."
Feng Yuzhong suddenly looked strange. How cruel a mother could be to beat her son to that extent?
"Can the chief demonstrate it for me?"
"Haha, it hurts a lot, why don't we just forget about it?"
"Oh, no, how dare I let the chief take a shot? I mean, can you let me see your muscle strength?"
"What do you think of this?"
"Please take off your clothes, chief."
"Oh fine."
Meng Qingxiao had no choice but to invite the guest himself. He was too embarrassed to refuse the guest's request, so he had to take off his shirt and reveal his muscular upper body.
Feng Yuzhong immediately stepped forward to check. The more he looked, the more surprised he became. He was really shocked as Meng Qingxiao expected.
He was mumbling incessantly, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Anyway, he looked disappointed, and he was getting more and more disappointed.
Meng Qingxiao saw his expression and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Feng, are you okay?"
"Chief, you are really a natural martial arts genius. If you train my iron cloth shirt with a golden bell, you will definitely be able to cultivate the legendary Arhat's golden body." Mr. Feng sighed.
"Haha, forget it then. I'm not interested in boy skills. I still long for a life of a wife and children."
"The chief is really a sweetheart."
Feng Yuzhong left, and insisted on leaving behind his Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt Kung Fu. It was an old book with yellowing pages and vertical text written in calligraphy.
