Somewhere in the southwest.

"Yang Minghai, out of the ranks!"

"Zhao Junwu, out of the ranks!"

"Wang Lie, get out of the ranks!"

......

A total of six people walked out of the dense array and came to the front.

When they started to call the names of two people, everyone was still unclear, but when all six of them stood in front, even those who didn't know all about these six people understood that these six people should all be comrades-in-arms with second-class merits!

And then, under the gaze of these six people, everyone else began the most common one-on-one empty-handed fight in the army after the order.

In the end, six winners were chosen.

Then, the twelve people began to "take a vacation".

In this kind of place, vacation generally has two meanings, one is a real vacation, and the other is a special travel mission, which is named vacation due to the principle of confidentiality.

Yang Minghai and the other twelve people who were selected also thought that this time was a special mission, but they flew all the way from the southwest to the northeast on the plane, and it was not until they entered the northeast camp that they found that this mission seemed a little weird.

Fighting with a person, and it's a wheel war?

Is there such a powerful person?

After resting for a night, the next morning, when they saw the chief, that is, "Mr. Xu", Yang Minghai and the others couldn't help but look carefully.

And then it's a miniature of the eye.

For them, it is very easy to see if a person can fight, whether it is legs and feet, or arms, but where they have practiced, there must be traces to be seen, to put it more clearly, a person who practices feet, his walking posture is different from others.

It's definitely different!

But in this Mr. Xu, they can't see anything.

I can't tell if I have practiced martial arts or have not practiced martial arts.

There is no trace of the appearance of having practiced, but people who have not practiced at all are definitely not like this.

Can't tell the age.

It looks very small, but if you subconsciously judge him by his very young age, there is an inexplicable and very strong disobedience!

I can't tell what it's for.

Really, I can't see anything.

But this made Yang Minghai and others feel a pang in their hearts.

If you can't see anything about this, it's a very serious problem!

"Could this be a comrade-in-arms on the secret front?" several people muttered in their hearts, but then they felt that such an eye-catching person could not be on the secret front, right?

All kinds of speculations, after handing over, disappeared.

When they first met, Yang Minghai felt that this was a strong opponent.

After fighting more than a dozen moves, Yang Minghai felt that this was a tricky opponent.

After fighting twenty or thirty moves, Yang Minghai felt that this was a very terrifying opponent.

After forty or fifty moves, Yang Minghai was already numb, he had neither the heart nor the strength to guess what kind of opponent this was, but just desperately made moves as if venting.

It's morning.

In the afternoon, Yang Minghai cooperated with acupuncture.

It was only at this time that he learned from his local comrades-in-arms that this Mr. Xu was a disciple of a Chinese medicine practitioner.

A disciple of a Chinese medicine practitioner?

Is that also a TCM practitioner?

Yang Minghai couldn't believe that a person with such a superb skill was actually a doctor! What had become of these "warriors" who couldn't even touch the corners of someone's clothes?

Until he fell asleep in acupuncture.

Until he woke up.

What does that feel like?

Not to mention that he just graduated from high school, Yang Minghai swore that even if he graduated with a doctorate, he would never be able to express the happiness after waking up.

It's so easy!

It's so comfortable!

And it wasn't until the evening, still from the mouths of his local comrades-in-arms, that Yang Minghai knew that compared with the most important things, relaxation and comfort were really nothing!

Such days lasted for three days.

Yang Minghai and his party of twelve people, nine of whom have already fought with Mr. Xu, and similarly, those nine people have been acupuncture by him.

At this time, there is no need for local comrades-in-arms to popularize it, Yang Minghai and others have already discovered that after being acupuncture once, all the big and small problems on their bodies seem to have disappeared!

Yang Minghai practiced hard for a period of time.

This thing is not mysterious at all, but it is hard to practice, and after practice, it is also very powerful. However, although he was taken by the coach to learn at that time, Yang Minghai still took improper care and injured his hands.

Every morning and evening, or on cloudy days, his wrists and hand joints will be pantothenic and cold, and painful.

It's not serious, but it's a thing that can't be cured.

But now, two days have passed, Yang Minghai found that his hand no longer has any pantothenic acid and pain, not at all!

The situation is similar for everyone else.

This made them both amazed and admired when they discussed it together.

Mr. Xu is really amazing!

In fact, most of them don't have a deep understanding of medicine, otherwise, the feeling at this time would not be "surprise" or "admiration" or anything, but doubtful life.

Like Yang Minghai, there were several groups of people who also came from other places, and they did not participate in the daily training of the big camp, and they only practiced by themselves in the morning in the martial arts training ground.

After the drill, everyone was talking about Mr. Xu.

However, on the morning of this day, they did not wait for the arrival of Mr. Xu. In the afternoon, Yang Minghai and his party of 12 people were announced by the commander of the team, "The vacation is over, all return!"

Where is Xu Guangling?

He's in the library.

Last night, after coming up with the answer, today, he looked up something related in the library.

What are the relevant ones?

Bigu.

Fasting, fasting therapy.

Don't eat after lunch.

......

From ancient China to Western modernity, Xu Guangling flipped through a lot of ancient books, books, and magazines, but after a long time, he found that although this search and reading was not completely useless, it was basically useless.

In fact, there is just one way to say, that is, at his current level, many of the questions he faces are basically impossible to find answers in secular written records.

Don't give the answer.

There is not even a record of the problem.

"It's cold in the heights. Putting down another book, Xu Guangling sighed slightly.

In fact, it is not overwhelming, but some kind of loneliness.

Lao Tzu and Zhuangzi, what kind of mentality did they leave their writings back then?

In ancient China, there were the so-called "meritorious service, virtue, and speech" three immortals, did they want to make meritorious service (the doctrine was used by the emperor), or did they want to establish virtue and establish words (the doctrine set an example for future generations)? Or did they not do any of these, but just to express some kind of "loneliness"?

At this moment, such a wonderful thought suddenly rose in Xu Guangling's heart.

But of course, there can be no answer to this question.

"Self-reliance, abundant food and clothing. The next moment, Xu Guangling muttered such a sentence in his heart, and then held a book in his hand, but his mind began to immerse himself in himself.

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