Luck, luck, to put it mildly, is just a person who is lucky at the node of fate, who does a specific thing at a specific time.

If you do a certain thing at a certain time, you become a person of the moment.

And if someone calculates his past and future, finds someone, and does this kind of thing for him at that time, then it may not be him who stirs up the storm.

Of course, once you change your mind, the future will be different.

When heaven and earth come together, the heroes are not free, this is the case.

Throughout the ages, in the past and present lives, and even in the Jiufu realm, there is no shortage of such people, who come and go at the beginning, out of control, and no one can stop them from doing anything, but after the luck, if they can't grasp it, everything will disappear.

Above the tuyere, pigs can fly, however, when the tuyere passes, they can't turn into dragons, and pigs who fall to death abound.

That Su Jie, obviously, is to grasp the wind and turn into a dragon in the wind and clouds, so that he can become an important person in the future.

After 10,000 years, if someone makes history, his person will inevitably be an indelible brilliance.

Such a character has a lot of significance, he wanted to send an invitation, but after thinking about it, he still didn't mess around.

It would be a pity for a future Grand Master to disappear because of his own interference.

"The hidden dragon that can be attracted to come, Wudang Mountain today may be very lively......"

An Qisheng seemed to sense something, smiled faintly, and then disappeared into the crowd.

.......

Wudang Mountain, one of the Taoist holy places of Xuanguo, is the most famous tourist scenic spot in Lake Province, and more than one million tourists come to visit at home and abroad every year.

It seems that every day is full of people and lively.

Among them, there are also quite a few foreign tourists.

These foreigners are very strong, with steady steps, long hands and feet, walking like the wind, and many of them have kung fu in their bodies, and they are the kung fu of Wudang Mountain.

Xuanxing dominates the two poles, and the culture of Daxuan is naturally chased by outsiders, and the annual revenue of Wudang Mountain is quite large for foreign tourists.

In the martial arts hall at the foot of Wudang Mountain, there are also some foreign students.

However, Wudang is much more plain than Shaolin, the martial arts hall under the mountain is mostly private, and the disciples are not very wide to open the mountain gate, and the disciples are few compared to Shaolin.

Su Jie came to Wudang Mountain for the first time, and couldn't help but compare the difference between Wudang Mountain and Shaolin Temple in his heart.

The same bustle, the same bustle.

But they are two different extremes, Shaolin solemn and Wudang scenes.

Although there are a lot of people, but looking at Wudang Mountain from afar, Su Jie can feel quiet, which is a trait that has nothing to do with the outside.

"The thousand-year-old holy land, the gathering of feng shui, and the fruit is the land that contains the great dragon."

Potter's blue eyes flashed slightly, and he said slowly:

"Compared with Zhang Sanfeng back then, the people of the Absolute Dust Dao are not much worse."

He is proficient in metaphysics, more proficient in ancient culture than the native people of Daxuan, and knows a lot about all kinds of martial arts, Taoist Buddhist scriptures, and Confucianism.

At this time, hearing him talk about feng shui, Su Jie couldn't help shaking his head.

Although he practiced boxing and feng shui, he didn't believe it.

What feng shui, the hidden dragon, is too mysterious.

"If you can't practice, you shouldn't feel it at this time, and you will understand it in the future."

Potter could see that Sujay didn't believe him, but he didn't care much.

Whether it is metaphysics or science, he does not believe in absolutely, he only believes what he sees and feels, today's learning overthrows the old learning, however, today's learning may not be overthrown in the future.

"Potter, you are a good teacher, and before your injuries healed, you came out with your disciples."

The melodious voice came suddenly, as if it had substantial weight, and it sounded in the hearts of Su Jie and the others.

"Who?"

As soon as Su Jie turned around, his eyes were attracted by one person in the crowd.

The man was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, dressed in a brown robe, with fair skin and ordinary appearance, and he forgot it when he saw it, but those eyes were like deep wells, imprinted in the bottom of his heart.

I feel that all my secrets have been seen through by these eyes.

Mulone City!

Su Jie was like a tanuki whose tail had been stepped on, and his hair exploded and he was frightened.

Mulone City.

A world-class businessman, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, industries all over the world, and I am recognized as the number one master in the martial arts world.

Of course he does.

Because every once in a while, there is news in the media that the leaders of various countries are receiving Mu Longcheng.

"I guessed you'd come."

Potter's expression did not change, as if he had already known that Mu Long City would come:

"But you came so quickly, it seems that you felt something that made you curious and shocked."

For decades, although Mu Longcheng has been active in the world, in fact, he himself is very simple, that is, the queen of the sun never sets, and it depends on how he feels.

Come to Daxuan, there are only a handful.

"In the begging meeting, you know me best."

Mu Longcheng bowed slightly.

I didn't see how he moved, and he had already come to the two of them.

He reached out and patted Su Jie's shoulder, and seemed to be aware:

"Sure enough, it's a good seedling, Potter, your means of accepting students are better than mine."

Su Jie's heart was not calm.

In his eyes, Mu Longcheng is a real big man.

"You've made progress again."

Potter grimaced.

"The heart has passed, the body has not passed, this step, you still have to think about it."

Mu Longcheng's expression was flat, and he turned his head suddenly:

"Oh? Here comes another master who has become a great Dan, masculine in blood and blood, dragon and tiger steps, and is Shi Xingwu. ”

Su Jie watched for a long time, but he didn't find anyone coming.

Potter nodded after a moment:

"It's him."

"Two great monks have died, and this Shi Xingwu can't sit still."

Mu Longcheng didn't care too much either.

Contemporary Shaolin is at its peak, and its industry far exceeds that of any sect, but martial arts is not worth mentioning.

Shi Xing Wugang Jin is already the first person in Shaolin, and among the disciples of the Absolute Dust Daoist, there are two Gang Jin.

After glancing at it, he climbed the stairs and walked towards the mountain:

"I've been waiting for a long time."

He came calmly and went without a shadow.

Su Jie watched him walk into the crowd, and in the next moment, he couldn't see his back, as if a drop of water had submerged into the sea, knowing that he was in the crowd, but he didn't know where he was.

It seems that he can only see him if he wants to see himself, otherwise, even if people are in front of him, they can't see him at all.

.......

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the vehicle slowly stopped.

Several warrior monks got out of the car.

Walking at the end was a fat monk.

The monk looked like he was in his thirties, tall and fat, and the flesh on his face was shaking as he walked.

Although there was no smile on his face, it made people feel that he was smiling in stone carvings.

"Xinwu, Xinlu ......"

Shi Xingwu sighed lightly, and the headless corpses of the two masters and nephews seemed to appear in front of him.

"Uncle Shi, there will be a thunderstorm tonight, and today's Absolute Dust Dao Chief should be in Jinding."

A warrior monk whispered:

"The Absolute Dust Dao Chief is the last person to see the murderer, and he should know best about the murderer's life or death."

"Be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't conflict with others."

Shi Xingwu nodded slightly, and also walked towards the mountain.

These great monks were as good as a stream, bought tickets, and followed the tourists up the mountain.

Several people are dressed very eye-catchingly, and many tourists are very interested.

"The monk of Shaolin Temple is here to kick the hall?"

Many foreigners are even more interested.

Seeing monks in Wudang Mountain is rare, especially these monks, who are not ordinary monks at first glance.

There were even some foreign students from the Yamashita Martial Arts Hall who came up.

"You are less, Shaolin Kung Fu! I, Wudang Kung Fu! ”

A tall white man spoke inarticulate in a big mystical language, stopped a few people, and danced twice.

It seems that I want to compete.

Other tourists were even more interested, and many took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The big monks looked at each other and were about to speak.

Shi Xingwu has folded his hands and sounded in his throat:

"Amitabha!"

This great monk has a huge body, and his voice is even more huge, and when he exhales, the ears of the tourists around him are buzzing, and the foreign students are even more stunned in place, their blood is surging, and their eyes are black.

By the time everyone came back to their senses, a group of several big monks had disappeared in front of them.

couldn't help but attract bursts of exclamations.

The great Xuanwu style is quite popular, but there is no need for martial arts in the Qingping world, and the masters are all from the inner and military, and there are very few real masters among the people.

One against ten is already a master for ordinary people.

Shi Xingwu is such a master, ordinary people can't think of it at all.

In fact, if it weren't for the tragic death of his two nephews, he wouldn't even have gone down the mountain.

"Another big master!"

Not far away, Su Jie's eardrums were slightly numb, and he couldn't help smacking his tongue.

Before he met Potter, he was also an ordinary person, and he had not met a few masters at all.

I can't help but sigh in my heart.

"Shi Xingwu's horizontal practice is excellent, and in the Gang realm, there are few who are better than him."

Potter looked at it calmly and commented:

"The foundation of Shaolin Temple is still there, but unfortunately, with the development of artificial intelligence, this background will only become weaker and weaker, and finally lose its effect......."

At the end of the millennium, it can't be compared to just a few years of artificial intelligence, which is still aimed at artificial intelligence, not only martial arts boxing and fighting.

In other words, artificial intelligence has only taken out a little bit of energy, and it has already surpassed Daxuan's thousands of years of boxing techniques.

If it weren't for the fact that artificial intelligence had not yet cracked the mysteries of each level at this time, the masters in the army would have been popularized long ago, and it would not be impossible for everyone to turn into strength and hold Dan.

The power of the times is so amazing.

Even if it's just the dust of the times, it can already crush thousands of years of martial arts.

"Artificial Intelligence ......."

A ray of strangeness rose in Su Jie's heart.

His university major is about artificial intelligence.......

Whew~~~

The wind on the mountain is very strong, there is a faint attitude of thunderstorm, many tourists have hurried down the mountain, thunderstorm days are willing to stay on the mountain, in the end, it is a minority.

Mu Longcheng climbed the stairs without hurrying, and from a distance, he could already see the location of the Wudang Golden Dome.

With the change of the magnetic field between heaven and earth, more faintly, I felt the breath of the Absolute Dust Dao people.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Mu Longcheng stopped, and a ripple appeared in the depths of his eyes.

While!

Immediately, a melodious and ethereal chime sound fell from the sky.