Earth.

At 10 a.m. in Watsungton Standard Time, November 23, 2043, it was the busy hour of the day, and a hideous mushroom cloud rose over New York City with a loud sound tearing the sky. The place known as the engine of the world economy, known as "Wall Street", is left with huge pits and rubble.

Nuclear Explosion -- Nearly 100 years after Hiroshima and Nagasaki in Fuso were bombed by the U.S. military in World War II, there was another nuclear explosion in a human city! This information spread throughout the world within a few minutes, triggering panic in the world.

At the center of the explosion, steel melted, bricks and tiles were burned into glass, and the human body was vaporized and evaporated in an instant. In the distance, high-rise buildings fanned down and burned, cars flew through the air like fireballs, streets were littered with black, sherry corpses, and trees were charred. A little farther away, a crowd of stumbling and howling gradually appeared. The glass curtain wall reflected the light radiation everywhere, and they were blinded and their skin festered by the dead light.

The shock wave, optical radiation, and penetrating radiation caused by this 1,000-ton miniature nuclear bomb were blocked by the building group, and the killing radius was less than half a kilometer. However, due to the explosion in a densely populated area, 30,000 people died directly, and more than 100,000 people were shrouded in its shadow, and they will die in pain for years to come.

An hour later, the United Nations and governments issued statements strongly condemning such terrorist acts.

Two hours later, the Salvation Army in the Middle East claimed responsibility for the attack, strongly condemned the economic plundering and cultural aggression of the United States and European countries against the world, and solemnly declared: If the United States and Europe do not withdraw from the Middle East for a day, the Salvation Army will not stop the jihad for a day.

By the middle of the 21st century, the earth's petrochemical resources were on the verge of depletion, and only a few remnants of oil reserves from the eastern Mediterranean to the Persian Gulf region remained, essentially becoming a colony of Europe and the United States. The Salvation Army, formed by former opponents in the Middle East, controls more than half of Afghanistan and has become a semi-religious parastate military force.

Three hours later, the United States and the North Pacific Pact countries declared war on the Salvation Army!

In the following days, in the news reports about the "nuclear explosion on Wall Street", a small piece of news was gradually noticed, disseminated, and confirmed, and later swept the entire society, and its shock far exceeded the ongoing war in the Middle East, and even surpassed the first human landing on the moon.

The earth-shattering news was that a baby appeared at the moment of the nuclear explosion!

A photographer happened to capture the process of the nuclear explosion, which was less than three kilometers from the center of the explosion, and the picture was very clear due to the high-quality equipment. After the video was sold for a high price, it was broadcast on a rolling basis by various TV stations. Someone used special equipment to slow down the whole video and zoom in, and found that at the moment when the fireball of the nuclear explosion formed, a strange small ball of light appeared above the fireball, and a sleeping baby was lying in the ball.

A very clear image of a baby that only exists for one hundredth of a second!

The analysis video quickly spread on the Internet and entered the mainstream media, and through the research of different experts, the possibility of falsification was ruled out. The resulting theories are so bizarre that popular interpretations suggest that it is an optical phenomenon - small hole imaging. If there is a small hole in the outer wall of the dark room, then the people outside the wall will be projected through the light under the right conditions, and the image will be formed on the inner wall through the small hole. At the moment of the nuclear explosion, the air is compressed to a wall as dense as a wall, and the image is projected onto it.

So where is the prototype of the baby? Could it be that the gates of heaven are opened, and the Son of God has descended into the earth?

Legend has it that when mankind fell, the gods destroyed the world with a flood, and it was predicted that the world would be destroyed again with flames after ten thousand years, when smoke would cover the earth, meteorites would fall from the sky, and flames would be raging. But the gods obviously underestimated the ability of civilization to evolve, and the destruction of the world in the 21st century did not need to be so troublesome at all, and humanity could take care of itself as long as it launched an ultimate nuclear war. Then there will be acid rain from above, and Nuclear Winter will wield the Scythe of Death to harvest all life!

But with the development of science to this day, human beings have created brilliant civilizations, and how many people still believe in gods?

Regardless of whether there was a special species of "gods" in history, even if there were, they were now reduced to dirty and dusty portraits on the walls of temples and churches. In addition to spiritual comfort, do they have a real impact on the earthly world?

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The 800-mile Dongting Lake is vast, the rivers and harbors in the lake area are as dense as spider webs, and the lakes and ditches are dotted around. There are many rivers and ditches and many ponds, the terrain is complex, the soil is soft, and in ancient times, it belonged to the "Southern Barbarian" land of miasma and barrenness, and the people who moved to the truth would be here more. By the middle of the 21st century, there were still no railways or highways, and access had to be made by boat.

The climate here is warm and humid, it is a natural fertile harbor, which is most suitable for planting rice, cotton, fish and shrimp, and is an important grain and aquatic base of the Chinese Republic. As the old saying goes, the cave is familiar, and the world is full.

On this day, it was the afternoon of December 25, 20043 AD, when the breeze came, the reeds swayed, and the lakes and ditches were sparkling. A well-proportioned young man with a long sleeve white shirt walked to a small bridge and couldn't help but be stunned.

There are three roads on the other side of the bridge, almost identical. Tall poplar trees line the gravel road, blocking the view, and there are no road signs or signs on the side. The young man looked left and right, and when he saw a peasant woman carrying a burden coming from behind, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and asked with a smile:

"Auntie, please excuse me, how to get to Hezhou?"

The peasant woman was in her fifties, of medium stature and sturdy, with a small pile of unsatisfactory sweet potatoes left in one basket and some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and a packet of cheap fruit candy in the other. She looked up at the young man, but she didn't stop, and said:

"It just so happens that I'm from Hezhou Village, just follow it. My brother is from the city, right?"

The young man smiled but did not answer, showed a mouthful of neat white teeth, stretched out his feet in the grass by the roadside to rub off the layer of loess covering his new leather shoes, and unhurriedly followed the peasant woman across the bridge.

The peasant woman's name is Aunt Mei, because her father is a private school teacher, and she is also literate and reasonable. She saw that the young man did not want to say more, and acted with a clean and dusty bearing, so she did not ask any more. The two of them didn't say anything all the way, and after walking for two or three miles, a river embankment fifty or sixty meters high appeared in front of them, like a majestic dragon entrenched in the plain.

The young man thought that he was only afraid that the tiger would cross the river, connect the Jingjiang River and connect the Dongting below, and cross the river for three or four miles to the agreed place, and the senior brother was afraid that he couldn't wait. Laymen use foreign objects for their ingenuity, and many cultivators disdain them. But a month earlier, there had been a nuclear explosion, and he was assigned to descend the mountain. When it comes to nuclear bomb divisions, the commanders are all solemn and silent, no matter how powerful the nuclear explosion is, can it be able to defeat the Taoist immortal arts?

Needless to say, the palm thunder is not to mention, and the legendary Shangxian Guangchengzi's sky-turning seal is impossible to destroy a city. As soon as the thunder comes out, the earth will turn into scorched earth, and everything will turn into powder, who can resist it? It's just that the thunder tribulation is the power of heaven and has nothing to do with Taoism. What's more, the power of a nuclear bomb is a hundred miles away, and the thunderstorm that can burn a city is unheard of.

Could it be that the ability of the layman actually surpassed that of the ancient immortals? The young man thought as he walked, and accidentally touched the doubt in his heart, and secretly said that he was ashamed, and he proclaimed the "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" several times before he slowly calmed down. He was ordered to find a baby who had been born with an omen tonight, and the teachers were vague and vague, revealing a mysterious and strange smell, which was very inconsistent with the natural and transparent nature of Taoism. He was surprised, but he wasn't stupid enough to ask.

This young man is an outstanding disciple of the outer gate of the world's first-class Dao Sect Immortal Valley, and his name is Yiming. There is a difference between the inside and the outside of the Dao Gate, the inner disciples only need to concentrate on cultivation, while the outer disciples need to deal with some mundane affairs to provide resources and create an environment for the inner door. The inner door is equivalent to the board of directors in the world, and each inner door disciple is a shareholder of different sizes, while the outer door is a group company, and there are business divisions or branches below, but the appointment and dismissal of important positions is decided by the board of directors. The outstanding disciples in the outer gate can also enter the inner gate, like the Immortal Valley where Yiming is located, and they need to cultivate to the third level of qi refining before the age of twenty-five, how difficult it is.

Yiming is only twenty years old this year, but he has already reached the peak of the second layer of qi refining, and he is also in the headquarters of the outer gate that guards the mountain gate. As a deacon of the outer gate, although Senior Brother Yi Wei has reached the fourth level of qi refining, he has been running around the rivers and lakes for a long time and is over sixty years old, so he is afraid that he will want to see the scenery of the inner gate in this life. This time, the venerable elders first sent an experienced reed in the rivers and lakes, and then sent a reed, and the meaning of cultivation and testing is self-evident.

Are you looking for someone who was born with destiny?

If it is truly destiny, what good is it to find it?

The more he investigated, the more it seemed to be caught in a huge mystery, and Yi Ming didn't dare to continue, but a vulgar Internet phrase he saw at the bottom of the mountain quietly came to mind. "The greatest sorrow in life is that youth is gone, and pimples are still there. He touched his face, and there was a feeling of emptiness in his heart that he had never felt before. I don't know if the youth is still there, and the pimples have never been there, is it considered sad? What is the purpose of the boring and long monastic career?

The two climbed the embankment, and the cool river breeze blew all over the body. An awningless ferry boat is moored by the river, and more than a dozen people are boarding the boat one after another. After the two of them also went up, the captain took the bamboo pole and left the shore.

Yiming looked at the majestic river embankment and the river surface more than 200 meters wide, and secretly admired. Year after year, the river bed was silted up, causing the river embankment to be built higher and higher, and finally the hanging river on the ground was created. When the flood season comes, the river will be at least more than 500 meters wide, what a magnificent scene!

After dropping a few coins into an old wooden box with mottled paint, the bow of the ship was struck out. Although there is no snow in winter, the weather is warm, and most people are still wearing cotton clothes, and they have to put on autumn clothes and pants at the worst. Like Yiming, who is clean and clean, with a very different temperament, he is not a local at first glance, and the farmers in the countryside are very conscious of distancing themselves from him.

The wooden boat made a diagonal zigzag in the middle of the river, and arrived at the opposite bank after more than ten minutes. As soon as he jumped down, he saw a slope leading to the top of the embankment, so he took the lead in walking.

The river embankment is much higher than the plain, and it is clear to climb to the top and look around. I saw a village about three miles away in front of the left diagonally, and I knew that it was the destination of this trip, Hezhou.

After the peasants got up the embankment, most of them went to the left, with only a few to the right.

"Come with me, brother. ”

When Aunt Mei saw him looking around, she stopped and explained: "Go to Shawan and Hezhou on the left, go to Xiaohekou on the right, and then you will reach Thatched Street." There is the mouth of the Hudu River into Dongting Lake, and all the towns and villages go to the market, but it is lively. ”

Yiming hummed, and after walking more than a mile behind Aunt Mei, he saw a small road leading down the embankment slope to the mound, and a village was clearly visible.

"Go this way. Aunt Mei held the burden with one hand and pointed to the slope with the other.

"Haha, I'll take a turn first, thank you. ”

Aunt Mei saw that he didn't listen and went straight away, Yiming saw the scenery of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River for the first time, and felt novel and interesting everywhere, and took a leisurely walk along the embankment, and his mood gradually became empty.

As the twilight fades, a large village rises to the lower right, with curling smoke. This should be Shawan Village, very close to Hezhou Village, which I will go to tonight.

For some reason, he just didn't want to go back to Hezhou too early, and he didn't want to meet with his senior brother Yiwei, who had been waiting there for a long time.

Before I knew it, the moon had risen, and the earth was full of light. Yiming slowly paced back, and suddenly heard a slight sound of his clothes breaking through the air behind him.

Oh, there are martial arts people here? It's still early anyway, let's see what the situation is.

He was silent in his heart, and simply turned around and stood still.

"Boy, don't run!"

About a minute later, two black shadows appeared in front of them, and the scolding came first.

Yiming saw the person who came clearly, wrapped his arms around his chest, snorted coldly, and said:

"Tan Shilang, are you still pestering?"

The two of them came like a fly, one of them had a bandaged forehead and a swollen pig's head, and it was Tan Shilang who had a one-sided relationship, and was punished by him for sneaking the big girl's buttocks on thatched street in the morning.

"your grandma, chase me to Lao Tzu's nest, the birthday star is impatient!" After Tan Shilang finished scolding, he turned his face to the strong man next to him and said: "Senior brother, it's this guy who steals things and beats people!"

Chasing after the nest and stealing things? Yiming's mind was spinning, and he immediately understood. Dare to love this Tan Shilang's home is in front of Shawan, and he escaped along the way on the same route as himself, thinking that he was being chased, or maybe he was afraid that he would sue, so he simply invited a helper to take revenge. The embankment rises dozens of meters above the plain, and can be seen clearly from a leisurely stroll on it for several miles.

"Wang Tiezhu, the tenth generation disciple of Cannon Fist, please advise!" the middle-aged strong man arched his hand. He has a stocky figure and a simple face, and the calluses on his knuckles reveal that his kung fu is all in his fists.

"I don't dare to advise, just passing by. Yiming raised his hand coldly and counted the salute in return. Anyway, I can't tell you and don't bother to argue, people in the martial arts are the most difficult and boring, and the cannon fist is a small sect in the rivers and lakes, and I have lost my identity with them.

Wang Tiezhu is honest and meticulous in appearance, knowing that his junior brother has always been misbehaving, not committing great evils, but stealing and playing tricks are endless. Although the young man was a little cold, he was polite and not necessarily a thief. It's just that the beating doesn't slap people in the face and exposes the shortcomings, the junior brother has really suffered this beating, and he can't even hang his face if he doesn't get back to the field, so he immediately asked:

"I haven't consulted my brother's daimyo and master yet, so if there is a misunderstanding, it's better for everyone to open it up and make it clear. ”

Give the other party down the steps, report the family history, and get involved in the relationship between the seven uncles and eight aunts, and the fight will not be successful. Coming out to mix, unless you don't share the sky, it is better to make friends than to make enemies, which is the unspoken rule and the only way to walk the rivers and lakes. It's just that this time Wang Tiezhu made a mistake, because the other party was not from the martial arts.

"Let's go, I have something to do. Yiming waved his hand and frowned slightly, a little impatient.

"Senior brother, this guy didn't take us seriously at all!" Tan Shilang added fuel and vinegar to the side.

Strictly speaking, Wang Tiezhu is not a slippery Jianghu person, and there will only be a few words on the scene, and if he wants to continue to discuss, he has to rise to ideology, which is really a bit powerless. The mud bodhisattva also has a bit of earthiness, not to mention that he is still in his own territory, he was also annoyed when he heard his junior brother's excitement, and immediately stepped forward with a heavy foot, and shouted in full breath: "Please advise!"

This voice seemed to sound a big gong on the ground, Tan Shilang was startled and hurriedly took two steps back. There are no pedestrians on the embankment, and more than a dozen birds are flying in the reeds under the embankment.

Cannon boxing is a southern boxing type, and it is well-known in foreign boxing. It is straightforward, simple and fast, and it is one of the effective means in close combat. Its boxing is compact, strong and restrained, the momentum is interlocking, the fight is not far from the vital point, and the hand hits seven points and the foot chases three points.

Wang Tiezhu was lucky with the dantian, the muscles on his arms were raised, and his feet were stomped. With a muffled "tom", the ground trembled slightly, as if a heavy bulldozer was slowly advancing.

A hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of Yiming's mouth, and the martial arts people in the heart are so big! If it is a life-and-death duel, when you put on a good posture and step forward, you will be killed in seconds.