It was raining outside, and the refreshing wind blew into the house, carrying the fresh moisture of the sea, which was refreshing.

The rain in the South Seas is different from the rain that Wang Chao felt in the mainland, and the water vapor wrapped in the wind seems to have a lingering taste, which makes people intoxicated unconsciously.

Tang Zichen seems to be the same as those rich billionaires, who have valuable properties all over the world, a typical representative of the three caves of cunning rabbits.

Now she and Wang Chao live in a high-rise apartment, which is very spacious and bright, and opens the window to look into the distance, with a wide field of vision.

However, Wang Chao is not in the mood to watch the lingering rain fall on Nanyang outside the window, seven or eight days have passed, and he always recalls the situation of fighting with Wharton, a white man, and the moment when he died under Cheng Shan's marksmanship.

Wang Chao didn't feel sorry for the fall of this great grandmaster, he was just re-establishing the guns and boxing skills in his heart.

Since his martial arts entered Huajin, he himself also had the experience of fighting against guns, that morning exercise, he was assassinated and sniped by a car, and he dodged with extraordinary sensitivity, and then overturned the car with one shot. Such an almost superhuman body and explosive power, as well as speed and agility, made him extremely proud and confident in his heart.

Moreover, in the field military academy, he also took time out many times to conduct guerrilla training in the jungle for sniper masters, and those sniper gunners were also specialized talents in the army, but none of them hit him.

Gradually, he also developed a kind of heart for modern guns as nothing.

But when he really saw Cheng Shanming, the North American gun king who played with guns, made a move, there was a trace of anxiety and danger in his heart. Although he met Cheng Shanming once, Wang Chao did not see the methods of this gun king that time.

And this time, Wharton's martial arts were on par with him, and he was shot to death, Wang Chao had a feeling that it was like the soul of boxing, and at that moment, it was also shattered by bullets.

"Even a white man can practice the most divine martial arts, and Jīng understands the most profound concepts of Chinese culture, so the world is so big, there must be an outstanding gunslinger like Cheng Shanming. My body, explosive power, has now been practiced to the peak, and the limit of the human body, any further, seems to be impossible. Do you really want to cultivate to become an immortal?"

Wang Chao felt that his thinking had fallen into a dead end, so he turned his head and looked at Tang Zichen, who was writing with a brush on a table.

Tang Zichen was meticulously writing with pen and ink, but she was not using paper, but a square, three-inch thick, smooth and neat stone stele.

When Wang Chao saw Tang Zichen writing on the stele, he remembered the people who often wrote steles for others in the countryside when he was a child, and then carved them according to the calligraphy and paintings.

What is "the tomb of the old man of the examination of so-and-so".

However, Tang Zichen's writing posture is very strange, Tai Chi's Wuji style standing, one hand supports the waist, hanging the wrist to write, the body walks with the pen, as if dancing a sword, the body is empty, it seems that all the jīng qi is concentrated on the tip of the pen, the pen is like a swimming dragon, running snakes and walking snakes. It is the gesture that drives the human body.

Wang Chao knew at a glance that this was also a method of practicing.

Calligraphy and words can cultivate people's feelings. Combined with the exercise in the boxing technique, the body can be strengthened, and it can receive great results.

"Little brother, what are you still thinking about fighting with Tang Xilian?" Tang Zichen didn't look up, his eyes were always aimed at the tip of the pen, and he asked casually: "In the past few days, we have also tried several rounds of fighting, and you are all about the same in realm, and in the end, if you want to divide the winner and loser, you have to fight for body lì and endurance." ”

"What if the sister fights him?" Wang Chao asked.

"My body is better than him, if you fight regularly, without any interference, if you want to kill him, it will be at least thirty minutes later, and his body will be almost consumed. ”

"Thirty minutes!" Wang Chao let out a long breath when he heard Tang Zichen's words, life and death fighting, it was a matter of an instant, Wang Chao had fought many times with people in the past five or six years, and the time of the fight did not exceed more than ten minutes at most. There is absolutely no situation like a certain hero and a certain hero competing on the high mountain, and there is no winner for three days and three nights.

To be reduced to the point of fighting lì, unless it is an official competition, there are many rules, and both sides are only allowed to follow the rules.

And since he practiced martial arts, Wang Chao's body is abundant, and he has never challenged the limit of his body.

Because of the competition with others, the fight is fast, accurate, and ruthless, seize the opportunity, capture the king in one fell swoop, and kill with one blow. If in a life-and-death struggle, the positive one is going to fall to the point of winning the battle, then it means that there is almost no difference between the two sides of the fight, experience, cultivation, play against the enemy, and psychological factors.

This situation is almost 1 in 10,000, which is very small. If you fight to the death in 10,000 fights, you may encounter one or two. Because even the same brothers who fight every day without distinguishing between victory and defeat, when they fight for life and death, their psychology will be different, and this subtle difference is enough to cause a factor of rapid death.

"Little brother, you are too young. Although he can hold Dan and sit on his hips, a golden pill is swallowed into his abdomen. But in the end, Dan is round but not moist, and lacks shortcomings, so he can't enter the path of sincerity, and the body seems to have reached its peak and can't grow anymore. ”

"Don't answer, listen to me. Tang Zichen put down his pen, and looked at this younger brother softly with the light of his eyes, as if he had made some kind of determination: "Your current explosive power, under one swoop, can be more than 20 meters, close to 30 meters, and the power of your fist with all your strength is close to 2,000 catties." But it was all a sudden explosion. Just can't last long. An endurance that is used with the heart. Your heart is very quiet for ordinary people. already has the demeanor of a grandmaster, but it has not reached the point of Dading Da'an, enduring like a fly and earthworm, and soaring like a nine-day divine dragon. You killed Wu Wenhui because you were unwilling to be coerced, and in a fit of anger, blood was splashed in five steps. This kind of fist intent, although it is the superior realm of a martial artist, is not the way of sincerity. ”

"Look at the inscription I wrote. Tang Zichen said to Wang Chao.

Wang Chao stepped forward and saw eight words written on the stone, but the lines of each word were very simple, some strokes were like earthworms bent, some were straight and sharp like swords, some strokes were ethereal like clouds, and some strokes were just a little bit, but they hung high in the sky, majestic.

The charm of these eight words is like a flying dragon and a bird, like the king of heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings.

Although Wang Chao didn't recognize these eight words, the artistic conception contained in them seemed to be stuffed into his chest.

"What kind of word is this?" Wang Chao looked at it, and suddenly flipped it lightly with his hand, turning the stele over, only to see that on the back of the stele, there was a clear antibody of eight characters!

This is obviously Tang Zichen's pen power, which has directly penetrated the stone stele!

"Wang Xizhi's handwriting, into the wood three points. The brush and ink penetrate into the grain of the wood. Sister writes, can you actually penetrate rocks?"

Tang Zichen smiled: "Wang Xizhi wrote a monument in his later years, and it was the same. Calligraphy everyone, to write the tablet as the highest level. Yan Zhenqing's multi-treasure pagoda stele, every word seeps into the bottom of the stele. A person who is skilled in calligraphy has the power to penetrate the back of the paper. Master of calligraphy, into the wood three points. The book saint is the pen power can wear gold and stone. This threefold realm is actually the same as the principle of martial arts. A pen is a big gun, and a big gun is your own fist. ”

{Yan Zhenqing likes to write the stele in his later years, tastes the stone and walks, and remembers the engraved stone in case of trouble, so the stele is engraved more, and the famous ones are "Magu Xiantan Ji", "Yan Qinli Tablet", and so on}.

I looked at it, and it was magnificent, as if the fate of heaven and earth, and the blessings of life were all contained in it. Wang Chao asked.

"Little brother, you can see this, it means that your boxing vision has really stepped into the edge of the Dao. These eight characters are the ancient bird-shaped characters. ”

Birds can fly to the sky, and the meaning of bird-shaped characters is that the ancients believed that this kind of writing could communicate with the heavens like birds.

Tang Zichen paused, "These eight words are read as 'ordered by the sky, and the longevity will be forever'." Of course, there is a majestic atmosphere in it. ”

"Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity. Wang Chaoda was taken aback, he also knew the origin of these eight words: Qin Shi Huang ordered Prime Minister Li Si to make the emperor's seal with He's Bi, and ordered Prime Minister Li Si to write the seal book "Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity".

Although it is a modern society, feudal ideas have been swept away, but Wang Chao still feels that Tang Zichen wrote these eight words, which is very discordant.

"Ordinary people write with their wrists, smart people write with their arms, and upper calligraphy writes with their bodies. Calligraphy is like practicing boxing. The method of writing these eight characters in bird-shaped script is the highest level of exercise and mood cultivation in the Bagua Gate, and the mental method of cultivating inner temperament, also known as the eight sections of inner strength. ”

Tang Zichen said: "Dong Haichuan is from the White Lotus Sect, and the rebellion was exposed, so he hid in the palace as a eunuch. The White Lotus Sect aims to restore the country, and the kung fu of the Baduanjin is also the highest secret in the Bagua Boxing, in fact, the original purpose of Hongmen is also to drive away the Manchu Qing Dynasty and restore China. Of course, now that the times have changed, everything has dispersed like a cloud. But this kung fu has been passed down secretly. I'm the only one who knows this kung fu in the Bagua Sect now. ”

"When writing these eight words, the most important thing is the meaning. Eight words, each word, contains a different mood and artistic conception, and the eight hexagrams are in line with the eight hexagrams. I don't understand what is hidden in gossip and easy learning, and what I write is a showcase. is the same as practicing Xingyi Boxing, playing tiger shape, there is no ruthlessness of tiger pounce in my heart, and kung fu will not be able to get on the body. But the shape is easy to understand, the tiger is the tiger, the monkey is the monkey, and the easy way gossip is profound and difficult to understand, so I didn't teach you back then. And even if I taught you back then, you can't practice it. This is the last work I have done in the bottom box. Back then, I was able to enter the way of sincerity from your realm, all with this set of kung fu cultivation temperament. ”

"Little brother, sister will now hand over my last things to you. This sentence, Tang Zichen said silently in his heart.