Chapter 130: One Year
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Tang Tian passed through Gan Province, Hebei Province, and Lu Province, and walked to the north, the most marginal part of the motherland......
Along the way, I learned from the strongest people in the provinces and regions, and benefited a lot. There was no conflict of interest, no one was killed, no one was hurt. Friends with martial arts, and those masters who are inferior to themselves in the realm, but are on the same level as themselves in thinking, drank and talked happily, and discussed many things about martial arts with each other.
Without exception, the people who fought against Tang Tian couldn't do more than three moves. And the strong man in Gan Province is relatively powerful, and he actually insisted on two moves under Tang Tian's hands.
The world was in an uproar.
Everyone knows that a terrifying figure appeared in Zhongzhou in Hannan - Tang Tian.
No one knows his purpose, no one knows where he is going, only that he travels barefoot to the north and south of the motherland. Wherever you go, you can learn from each other.
In the provinces that are closer to Gan Province, those strong people are all in danger, and they are afraid that one day Tang Tian will pass by here, so they will learn from each other.
It is not easy to become a strong person in a province, and no one wants to be pulled off the altar by enjoying endless fame and wealth. But the fuck is that in this martial arts, you can't admit cowardice, and admitting cowardice is even more miserable than admitting defeat.
The entire domestic martial arts world has become a little grotesque. All of a sudden, all the strongest people in a province were keeping their heads down and acting in a low-key manner, and they were extremely humble. They have a common characteristic, they meet a homeless man named Hanako, a homeless man, especially a homeless man who is barefoot and has no shoes, and happens to be wearing gray clothes.
I'm afraid that it's Karada!
The name of one person is so terrifying. The martial arts that shook most of the country, Tang Tian is considered to be unprecedented.
Along the way, unlike the enemies everywhere in the past, Tang Tian is now full of friends. On the line of the Yangtze River in the north and south of the great river of the motherland, all of them revered Tang Tian. All the warriors began to respect him from the bottom of their hearts, respecting this strong man who started from Zhongzhou and walked for a year!
A real powerhouse.
Unlike the strongest man in Hannan, there are many strong people who Tang Tian met later. Highly respected, courteous.
In addition to the warriors, there are more provincial magnates. Once it was known that Karada had come to the locality, the long street lined up to welcome.
Putting aside Tang Tian's terrifying identity as a warrior for the time being, they all respect this young man who wears 400 pounds and walks barefoot for a year, crossing the motherland.
There are also martial young people who follow the apprentice all the way, hoping to move Tang Tian with sincerity. Without exception, all of them are rejected.
There has never been a shortage of martial arts idiots in this world, especially Tang Tian has walked so far and understood after seeing so many people. Once, when he was just released from prison, he met the shamelessness of the three old men, which moved him, because Tang Tian had not seen other martial artists at that time.
But now, even if those three old men die at the door of Tang Tian's house, Tang Tian will not look at him differently. Without him, in this world, in the corners you don't know, there are too many martial idiots.
Along the way, I felt a lot.
Tang Tian didn't remember the days at all, and he was also surprised, the time of a year ...... Passed?
I'm 25 years old.
The northernmost part of the motherland, the northeast.
In the mountains of the Great Khing'an Mountains, there is an ancient temple called 'Feilai Temple'.
The ancient temple is not big, on the mountainside, covering an area of about one acre. But there are more than 100 monks in the temple. There are more monks and less porridge, and this idiom is suitable for Feilai Temple.
A young monk galloped from the bottom of the mountain, his whole body was covered with dust, and he rushed into the Feilai Temple with a hurried face, shouting: "Master, Master, there is faith." β
The old monk who was sitting under the three-zhang high stone Buddha and chanting the scriptures opened his eyes quietly: "Don't panic." β
"Master, there is a genius in Zhongzhou, named Tang Tian, who is only 25 years old and lifts 2,000 catties. Invincible under the internal strength, he slaughtered 8,000 Zhongzhou warriors and achieved a lifetime of fame. Today, the Tang Fields are alone, traversing the whole of China along the Yangtze River Valley. Wherever you go, you challenge the strong side there. β
"From Hannan, go to Gan Province, cross Qinling, pass through Hebei Province, and go to Heilongjiang, a line is coming to our iron province. All the masters along the way folded their wings, and none of the strongest players in each province could take a round in his hands. β
The old monk raised his eyebrows: "Is he wearing a gray robe, dusty all the way, and the sky will fall apart when he moves?"
"There is a gray robe, but if you move, the sky will fall apart, I don't know. Oh yes, there is a legend that he has a unique light skill, and he only has one foot. As soon as it is cast, a pit will appear in the ground. β
The old monk sighed with emotion: "Last night the Bodhisattva dreamed of me. He said, Before the great tide comes, there will be a man of pure heart between heaven and earth. That person has a relationship with the Buddha, and he is practicing. β
"What kind of practice is that?"
"The practice of sharpening the heart of a child, traveling thousands of miles, seeing the vicissitudes of the world, feeding his thoughts, condensing his soul, and emptying his body. With a pair of bare feet, he traveled all over Kyushu, and with a silent speech, he spread his name to the world. β
The young monk said, "He is quite famous. β
"It's a practice that few people can stick to. The process of seemingly simple and feasible thousands of miles is full of boredom and boredom. Only those with great perseverance can keep their hearts. And in my Buddha realm, there are ascetics who are determined to travel thousands of miles, and they can often become Buddhas in the flesh and turn into immortal golden bodies. β
"Immortal, Master, there is reincarnation in the world, how can you not die?"
"Your realm is not enough, death and survival refer to more than the length of a person's life. It's his thoughts. Some people, you can kill their appearance, but you can't kill their mind, and in the realm, they are immortal. And those who can hold the yuan and keep one, and guard their inner thoughts, they are the golden body. β
"That'...... What is the heart of a child?"
"The heart of a child is nothing. I can't tell, I can't tell. β
The young disciple's face was full of anxiety: "He is about to arrive in our Iron Province, Zhao Yuan, the strongest person in the Iron Province, but the spokesperson of our Feilai Temple." If he chooses it, his prestige will be greatly reduced. β
The old monk's face was serious: "The word fame and fortune are not important. The Bodhisattva told me last night...... Don't bother him, don't bother him. β
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In the Iron Province, in the mountains of the Great Khing'an Mountains, Tangtian faced the gentle wind in the mountains and forests.
From the initial novelty, to the boredom in the middle period, and now, Tang Tian found that he had actually liked the feeling of walking.
This is a kind of sublimation of the realm that is difficult to be strict, and when you see the grandeur of the motherland, you will suddenly find that all the flies and dogs in the past are so ridiculous and so naΓ―ve.
Do not fight for irrelevant fame and fortune, and do not take irrelevant wealth. Just guard your heart, walk, see, and persevere. A kind of sublimation of the soul, which makes people a little intoxicated.
"I don't know if Wu Jiahui woke up, I don't know if my mother is okay, I don't know how Qiucheng is doing, and how Zhongzhou is...... How is Xiao Xiantao doing?"
Snuggled under a tree, to be honest, a little homesick.
It was an unforgettable experience and a trip to remember for a lifetime. Before he walked with his heart, he didn't know that the motherland was so vast, he didn't know that the world was so clear, and he didn't know that there were so many vicissitudes in the world.
Over the past year, this has come all the way. Tang Tian has seen too many people and things.
One year!
Now the arm strength is two thousand pounds!
If this data gets out, I'm afraid it will make the whole world lose its teeth. Not only the world is shocked, but the rivers and lakes are also shocked.
The world will be shocked that the strength of a human being can transcend the shackles given by God and reach such a terrifying limit as two thousand catties?
The rivers and lakes will be shocked, how can an acquired powerhouse who has obviously not stepped into the internal strength break through the limit of two thousand catties of arm strength?
The true martial artist is such a barrier, and below a thousand catties is the limit of the most powerful human body itself. No matter how much you practice, you can't practice higher at all, of course, there are accidents, but those accidents are at most the ultimate limit of 13400 catties, which is amazing. It is simply impossible to have a person with the strength of two thousand pounds of flesh.
This is unscientific.
And if you want your strength to rise again, you can only realize your internal strength. Only when you realize your internal strength, internal strength and physical strength, will you break through the limit of more than 1,000 catties and go to a more terrifying realm.
But Tang Tian clearly has no internal strength.
Tang Tian himself is strange, the book says...... More than 1,000 catties, that is the internal strength of the strong.
Why do I have an arm strength of 2,000 jin now, a lifting force of at least six or seven thousand, and a punch force of 8,000 jin. It's all at this level, why don't you have internal strength?
What is this internal strength? The book doesn't say it explicitly.
In the final analysis, the true martial arts collection is just a hodgepodge of martial arts, not a secret fist method of some sect. I'm afraid that the author who wrote this book didn't expect that future generations would be able to reach such a terrifying realm just by looking at a little introductory cultivation method, right?