Whew~~~

The wind blows the weeds.

Under the swaying of the firelight, Miao Xiu's shadow stretched for a long time.

Miao Xiu stopped, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wang Zhixuan outside the mountains and forests:

"Dr. Wang, it's been a long time."

He and Wang Zhixuan naturally met.

A few years ago, Wang Zhixuan went to the Yunnan-Burma border to hunt down a drug lord who had crossed the border, and had a face-to-face with him.

Wang Zhixuan's expression did not move, and the sound was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and the spring water was dingdong:

"The Tiger King came here with a murderous intent in mind, to kill me?"

Miao Xiu's killing intent was almost undisguised, and she could naturally detect it.

However, she does not seem to have a grudge against him......

But she didn't care, even if she faced Mu Longcheng back then, she was not afraid, although Miao Xiu was strong, she would not be more deterrent than Mu Longcheng.

"Dr. Wang is right."

Miao Xiu stood in the wilderness with his hands in his hands, his eyes shining with a trace of ripples:

"The old man is here, and what he wants is your life."

"If the Tiger King wants, just come and get it, if you get it, you can naturally do it as you like."

Wang Zhixuan's eyes drooped and stared at the ground:

"However, if you can't kill me, it's no wonder that I don't show mercy in the future."

"Can't I kill you?"

Miao Xiu naturally knew what Wang Zhixuan meant, and his breath suddenly became fierce:

"Don't you ask, why did the old man kill you?"

"What does it matter?"

Wang Zhixuan replied without being salty.

Her curiosity has never been heavy, and at this time, she doesn't care why Miao Xiu came to kill her.

Because that's pointless.

No matter why Miao Xiu came, this battle was inevitable.

"It's good, it's good."

Miao Xiu nodded, and his eyes gradually calmed down:

"You are so happy, you save the old man a lot of tongue and tongue, and the old man will give you dignity."

"Oh? How about a decent? ”

Wang Zhixuan looked at Miao Xiu, her eyes were clear.

"Whew!"

Miao Xiu exhaled slowly, the air flow was like an arrow, the air wave was amazing, and a large area of barren grass was blowing in front of him:

"A warrior's decent ......"

Rumble!

The air is agitated, and the wilderness trembles.

Miao Xiu's feet moved, swept through the wilderness and set off a violent wind, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

The fist burst out, and the waves of air rolled in:

"The winner lives, the loser dies!"

........

Before the early spring, the mountains and forests were bleak, there was no voice, no insects, only the sound of the wind blowing the branches.

An Qisheng trekked between the mountains and forests, walked on foot, did not see people, did not speak to people.

He forgot about the hustle and bustle of the world and immersed himself in kung fu.

In his past and present lives, An Qisheng has practiced boxing for more than 20 years, but he has never been so immersed.

Obviously he hasn't seen anyone for a long time, but his heart is getting more and more full, and it seems that there are many people by his side.

It was as if the mind had been cleansed.

He had memories of his past life when he was young, and he had a lot of thoughts every day, and he had to weigh the pros and cons of everything he did, and consider the gains and losses.

is too steady, but it has also lost its proper temperament.

But people are never static.

Education, environment, chances, status, etc., will create different people and different moods.

A person is at the bottom, busy every day, all he thinks in his heart is firewood, rice, oil and salt, and his heart and others cannot escape the category of ordinary people.

But if it is placed at the pinnacle of power, even if it cannot grasp yin and yang, it will inevitably change from the original state of mind of ordinary people.

A cowardly person who exercises martial arts and joins the army can become brave and powerful.

A good person who is bent on good can also become a very evil person when he encounters great changes.

When a person who is extremely wicked is shocked, he may also repent.

The person is still the same person, but the heart may not always be the same heart.

In the mountains and forests, An Qisheng hit the trees and rocks with the wildest movements, practiced boxing in the river naked, ran barefoot in the sand and stones, beat the flesh under the waterfall, sat quietly under the bright moon, and boxed on the top of the mountain when the sun rose......

Gradually, An Qisheng felt the change.

His heart was like a piece of jade sealed in the mud and stones, and after being polished, it revealed its original clear and crystal brilliance.

On this day, in the early hours of the morning, he climbed to the top of a high mountain again.

At the right time, when the red sun was rising and the morning light broke, a touch of red glow gradually spread in the distance, and then rendered the entire sky.

A bright yellow and vast light fell down, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

Call!

Suck!

On the top of the mountain with deep morning dew, An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to hear the sound of cracking.

At this moment, his mind and body were infinitely close, and every subtle part of his body seemed to be felt.

The beating of the heart, the flow of blood, the tremor of bones, the peristalsis of internal organs......

He felt the joy of his body, as if the organs, even the invisible cells, were cheering.

"Organs, are they conscious?"

An Qisheng muttered to himself, this feeling was too real and a little illusory, making him feel like he was in a dream.

"Organs, naturally, are conscious."

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

"Who?"

An Qisheng was shocked.

Although he was in a state of immersion, his senses were so sharp that he could detect the wind and grass within a radius of twenty meters.

The man came behind him without a sound.

He looked back, the man was dressed in a wide robe, with broad shoulders and a thick back, big ears and round eyes, and a beard like grass.

"Dao, Dao Chief?"

An Qisheng was a little surprised:

"You, why are you here?"

"I've been in Wudang Mountain."

The Absolute Dust Daoist stood with his hands in his hands, his big sleeves fluttering.

"Wudang Mountain?"

An Qisheng stood up suddenly, looked around, and saw the golden temple of Wudang Mountain shining in the sun on the top of the mountain not far from the north.

Unknowingly, I actually came to Wudang Mountain?

"The moment you stepped into Wudang Mountain, I found you, your state is very strange, I didn't alarm you"

The Peerless Daoist looked at An Qisheng with a hint of strangeness in his eyes:

"I could see that your 'god' was very special, but I didn't expect you to be able to feel the consciousness of your organs?"

"Are the organs really conscious?"

Anqisheng was stunned.

"It can't be said to be consciousness, it's God."

The Peerless Daoist spoke, still a little strange:

"Breaking the void, seeing God is not bad, the so-called seeing God is the god in the body, your progress is not slow, and you have entered the strength in a short period of time, but even if you hug Dan and become Gang, you should not see the 'god' of the organ."

"Break through the void and see that God is not bad......"

An Qisheng chewed these eight words, his heart moved, and said:

"Dao Chief, do you mean that the 'god' in breaking the void and seeing that the god is not bad is the body god mentioned in the Huang Ting Sutra?"

"Huang Tingjing?"

This time it was the turn of the Absolute Dust Dao people to be stunned.

He knows everything about the scriptures in the world, what is this so-called "Huang Ting Jing"?