"Where is Taoist Master Juechen?"

Feng Mingtao also stood up.

"Of course we can't find him. If we look for a secluded place, he will naturally find him."

An Qisheng said as he climbed down the stairs.

The two of them turned left and right in Taihe Palace. With a look of light, they saw the Taoist Juechen in a pavilion not far away.

"See Taoist priest."

An Qisheng bowed his fists and bowed.

Feng Mingtao looked respectful: "Picture Fist Feng Mingtao, pay homage to the Grand Master."

"You two, you're welcome."

Taoist Juechen waved his hand and asked the two of them to come and sit.

He didn't keep it in hiding, and as soon as the two sat down, they spoke directly:

"Three hundred years ago, Mr. Gu contacted all the masters of boxing to establish the Martial Arts General Museum. He discussed it for many years and established the realm of boxing practice, which is what you know, light, dark, transformation, elixir, gang, and god!"

"The increase in the six realms is our control and improvement of our own body. The Ming Jin integrates the muscles, bones and muscles, and the dark Jin is flexibly used. The tendons are one inch long and the force is infinite. The transformed Jin is transparent all over the body, and mosquitoes cannot fall. In the Dan Realm, the strength is round and unobstructed. Even if it reaches the age of sixty, the physical strength remains unabated..."

Taoist Juechen said concisely and introduced the six realms of boxing to the two with the shortest words.

They had all been involved in these things, but they still listened quietly.

"Fisting is a martial art, a killing method, a violent method, a way to strengthen the body...but it is not the way to immortality."

Speaking of this, Taoist Juechen paused slightly:

"Looking forever and looking at freedom and freedom has been something that I, Daxuan, pursued since ancient times, from emperors, generals, and ministers to Taoists in the mountains and fields, is no exception.

In the past three hundred years, technology has been changing with each passing day, able to reach the sky, enter the earth, cross the sea, and even explore the starry sky...Fist art is rooted in this big tree of the military, and naturally has made great progress.

Then, some people want to use the power of technology to achieve individual sublimation, explore the way forward, and seek immortality."

"Is this person Mulong City?"

An Qisheng's heart moved.

"It's Mulong City, it's also the Beggar Association, and it's not just them..."

Taoist Juechen sighed softly:
Chapter completed!