Great Dao Ji

Whirl~~~

The wind blew the weeds.

Under the flickering firelight, Miao Xiu's shadow stretched out very long.

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

"Dr. Wang, long time no see."

He and Wang Zhixuan had certainly met before.

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

Wang Zhixuan's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the sound of spring water:

"The Tiger King came with murderous intentions, is he going to kill me?"

Miao Xiu's murderous intentions were almost never concealed, and she could naturally sense it.

However, she seemed to have no grudge against him.

But she didn't care. Even when she faced Mu Longcheng, she was not afraid. Although Miao Xiu was strong, he would not be more intimidating than Mu Longcheng.

"What Dr. Wang said is right."

Miao Xiu stood in the wilderness with his hands behind his back, his eyes rippled:

"I came here to take your life."

"If the Tiger King wants it, just come and take it. If you take it and leave, it's up to you."

Wang Zhixuan lowered her eyes and stared at the ground:

"But if you can't kill me, you can't blame me for being ruthless in the future."

"Can't kill you?"

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

"Why don't you ask why I want to kill you?"

"What does it matter?"

Wang Zhixuan replied indifferently.

She has never been curious, and at this moment, she doesn't care why Miao Xiu came to kill her.

Because it's meaningless.

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

"Alright, alright."

Miao Xiu nodded, his eyes gradually calmed down:

"You are so straightforward, saving me a lot of trouble, so I will give you a decent face."

"Oh? How decent?"

Wang Zhixuan looked at Miao Xiu, her eyes clear.

"Huh!"

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

"The dignity of a warrior"

Boom!

The air flow was turbulent, and the wilderness was shaking.

Miao Xiu moved his feet, sweeping across the wilderness and raising a strong wind, like a tiger roaring in the forest.

The fist and palm blasted out, and the air wave rolled in:

"The winner lives, the loser dies!"

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

An Qisheng trekked between the mountains and forests, walking on foot, seeing no human habitation, and not talking to anyone.

He forgot 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 in it.

Although he has not seen people for a long time, his heart is becoming more and more fulfilled, as if there are many people accompanying him.

His soul seems to have been cleansed.

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

He was too steady, but he also lost his temperament.

But people are never static.

Education, environment, fate, status, etc. will create different people and different states of mind.

A person is at the bottom, busy every day, thinking about firewood, rice, oil and salt in his heart, and his heart and person can't escape the category of ordinary people.

But if he is placed at the top of power, even if he can't grasp the yin and yang, and the king's state of mind that everyone follows when he speaks, he will inevitably change from the original state of mind of an ordinary person.

A cowardly person can become brave and strong by exercising, practicing martial arts and joining the army.

A kind person who is dedicated to goodness may become an extremely evil person when encountering a big change.

Even the most evil people may repent when they encounter shocks.

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 trees and rocks with the wildest movements, practiced boxing and traveled naked in the river, ran barefoot in the sand and stones, beat his body under the waterfall, sat in meditation under the bright moon, and practiced boxing on the top of the mountain when the sun was rising.

Gradually, An Qisheng felt the change.

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

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

At the right time, the red sun was rising and the morning light was breaking. A touch of red clouds in the distant sky gradually spread, and then colored the entire sky.

A bright yellow light fell down, illuminating the world.

Huh!

Inhale!

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

At this moment, his mind and body were infinitely close, and he seemed to be able to feel every tiny part of his body.

The beating of the heart, the flow of blood, the trembling of bones, the wriggling of internal organs

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

"Do organs have consciousness?"

An Qisheng murmured to himself. This feeling was too real, and a little illusory, making him feel as if he was in a dream.

"Organs are naturally conscious."

At this time, a voice sounded behind him.

"Who?"

An Qisheng was startled.

Although he was immersed, his senses were so sharp that he could detect any movement within a radius of 20 meters.

This person came behind him silently.

He looked back and saw a man wearing a wide Taoist robe, with broad shoulders and a thick back, big ears and round eyes, and a beard as curly as grass. Who else could it be but Taoist Juechen?

"Tao, Taoist Master?"

An Qisheng was a little surprised:

"You, why are you here?"

"I've been in Wudang Mountain."

Taoist Juechen stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering.

"Wudang Mountain?"

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

Unknowingly, he actually came to Wudang Mountain?

"The moment you stepped into Wudang Mountain, I noticed you. Your state was very strange, so I didn't alarm you."

Taoist Juechen looked at An Qisheng with a hint of strangeness in his eyes:

"I have already seen that your 'god' is very special, but I didn't expect that you can actually feel the consciousness of the organ?"

"Is the organ really conscious?"

An Qisheng was stunned.

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

Taoist Juechen spoke, still a little strange:

"Break the void and see the gods without breaking. The so-called seeing the gods are the gods in the body. Your progress is not slow. You have entered the transformation energy in a short period of time. But even if you hold the pill and become a gang, you should not be able to see the gods. The 'god' of organs is the right one."

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

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

"Taoist Priest, do you mean that the 'god' in Breaking the Void and Seeing God's Immortality is the body-god mentioned in the Huangting Sutra?"

"Huang Ting Jing?"

This time it was Taoist Juechen's turn to be stunned.

He knows all the Taoist scriptures in the world. What is this so-called "Huang Ting Jing"?