Chapter 37 Grievances and enmities must be recorded
There is a great terror between life and death!
Immortality, since ancient times, there have been countless people pursuing, in ancient history, there are often wise and martial emperors who are deceived by Fang Shi, not because they are old and mediocre, but between life and death, even the emperor can't see through.
Even for the sake of that one possibility, I was willing to be deceived.
For hundreds of years, mankind has ushered in a great explosion of science and technology, science and technology are changing with each passing day, flying, landing on the moon, entering the sea, these conjectures in the novels of the ancients have become a reality.
Immortality, once again, takes root in the hearts of some people.
Many top billionaires in the world have spent tens of billions or hundreds of billions of dollars to build top research institutes, and for this possibility, they have paid tens of millions of people a wealth that they cannot earn in a lifetime.
Listening to the words of the Jedi Daoist, An Qisheng felt in his heart, once upon a time, in order to survive, he dropped out of Xuanda, traveled all over the Daxuan, and asked for immortals to visit the Tao.
Doing such things in the eyes of ordinary people is tantamount to madness.
For the sake of not wanting to live.
"Spare your life, spare your ......"
An Qisheng's eyes flashed.
With these words, the Peerless Daoist had already admitted that Mu Longcheng had the power to kill him, and he was no longer sure of his death.
The gap is not a little bit.
"Kung Fu is one line high, it is already high, and now Mu Longcheng is already the first boxing method in ancient times! If you really want to do it, I, Han Longhua, and Xue Zheng will join forces, and they will not be his opponents. ”
The Peerless Daoist is very calm, and directly admits that he is inferior to others:
"But he didn't really take that step, he is still a mortal in the flesh, and he will still be injured under our counterattack, and this is what he does not allow."
"What kind of realm is that Dao Chang, above God?"
Feng Mingtao is more interested in the way forward that Jiechen said, if he really walks out of the seventh realm above the gods.
It was a sensational event in the world martial arts world.
"Seeing God above, involving the heart, I only have a clue, it's hard to say, it's hard to say."
The Peerless Daoist shook his head slightly.
The previous fight between the two, as Mu Longcheng said, he was repaying his guidance back then,
The fight was short, but he had a faint glimpse of the way forward.
When he learned about the road ahead, his mind was a little uneasy.
When I came to see An Qisheng, I was curious, and most likely because I suppressed my thoughts of immediate retreat.
The more anxious you are, the more you need to be calm.
"Spiritual ......"
An Qisheng muttered again, and the status of psychology in his heart was instantly raised.
He thought about it, but still asked:
"Dao Chief, I don't know if you called me, do you want to?"
"Lao Dao, I have had divine power since I was a child, and I am from outside, and my physical strength is stronger than other gods! Mu Longcheng's physical strength is not extraordinary, but his spirit is already extraordinary, he walked all the way to Wudang Mountain, until the Golden Palace, I didn't find him ......"
The Peerless Daoist looked at An Qisheng with a gloomy gaze:
"How did you find him?"
"Dao Leader knows?"
An Qisheng smiled bitterly.
"With Mu Longcheng's person, if it weren't for something that he was extremely curious about, he wouldn't be looking at a person who hadn't yet held Dan."
The old man smiled.
"My senses are more sensitive, and I felt someone walk behind me, and I subconsciously looked back, but I didn't really find anything."
An Qisheng thought for a moment and replied.
The words of the Peerless Daoist did not surprise him, and apart from this, there was nothing to ask him about such an existence.
"Sensory ......"
The Peerless Daoist fell into deep thought.
When the fist reaches the realm of transformation, the control of the physical body goes deep into the bone marrow, and it will naturally gradually come into contact with the spirit.
This young man was able to perceive the traces of Mu Longcheng, not because of the sharpness of his senses, but because his spirit was different from ordinary people.
In other words, genius?
"In that case, it's possible."
The Peerless Daoist saw that An Qisheng was hiding something, but he didn't ask much, just said:
"Xiaoyou's spirit is different from ordinary people, so you might as well come into contact with meditation, meditation and other methods in the future, which may be beneficial to your kung fu."
"Thank you, Chief, for the point."
An Qisheng got up and thanked him, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart, but he still couldn't tell the truth about this ability.
"In this way, Lao Dao will not keep the two."
The Peerless Daoist smiled slightly.
"Goodbye, Dao Chief."
An Qisheng said, and Feng Mingtao also got up to say goodbye: "Listening to your words, I have gained a lot." ”
The Absolute Dust Daoist nodded slightly.
The two said goodbye to the people of the Absolute Dust Dao and went all the way out of the Taihe Palace, at this time, the sun had risen, the fog gradually dispersed after the rain, and there were more tourists on Wudang Mountain.
"I thought that the Peerless Daoist wanted to pass on the merits to you, or take you as an apprentice."
Feng Mingtao looked at An Qisheng with some regret.
"The Absolute Dust Dao Elder accepted a closed disciple ten years ago, how could he accept a person like me who has already had a foundation to get started?"
An Qisheng has no regrets, the disciples of the great grandmaster may not be grandmasters.
He is different from others, even if he does not have the guidance of his master, he will not pull down on the cultivation of self-confident boxing.
"That's just as well."
Feng Mingtao nodded.
The two walked and said, and it didn't take long for them to go down Wudang Mountain, and then Feng Mingtao retreated from the room and got up to go back to Beijing.
An Qisheng also got on the train back to Xingcheng.
This time, the man sitting next to him was finally not a big man, but an aunt carrying a big bag.
Listening to her babbling, I guess I went to see my son.
An Qisheng opened the notebook, and he killed Ruan Xiuping and gained three hundred points.
Two hundred of them were given by Wang Zhixuan personally.
With points, it is natural to buy and buy, and because of his own body, the medicinal diet he eats every day is several times larger than the share of the training camp.
The consumption is also several times larger.
These 300 points can be regarded as timely rain, otherwise, he can only sell his house to practice martial arts.
"Poor literature and rich martial arts, poor literature and rich martial arts, no wonder the great Xuanwu style is so prosperous, and there are not as many people who can really practice fame as imagined."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly, ready to contact the individual and sell the points.
Although the medicinal wine and the like on the forum are more precious, he needs medicinal food to make up for the deficit at this time.
On the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum, the points have always been very sought-after, and Liu seemed to know that he was going to sell them, and after a few words of persuasion to no avail, he immediately bought them at the market price.
Without saying a word all the way, An Qisheng returned home, met his parents, and drove back to the suburbs.
In the room, he took out his notebook and summarized the gains and losses of this trip, as well as the gains and losses of what happened on Wudang Mountain.
Wudang Mountain and his party, although he did not collect all the masters of Daxuan as he imagined, but the harvest was also very large.
Enough for him to digest for a long time.
Mu Longcheng's glance really made him vigilant.
After awakening such an ability, the most important thing he should do is to practice at home, at least wait until his kung fu is completed.......
Just turned around, and he was almost stared to death, this kind of experience, he didn't want to do it again.
Thinking about it, he picked up his pen and wrote down the three Chinese characters of Mu Longcheng in his notebook.