Huhu~~~

The wind blows the weeds.

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

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

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

He and Wang Zhixuan naturally met.

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

Wang Zhixuan's expression remained motionless, her voice was like a pearl falling from a jade plate, and the spring water was ding:

"The tiger king came with murderous intentions. Are you going to kill me?"

Miao Xiu's murderous intent was almost never concealed, so she could naturally detect it.

However, she seems to have no grudges with him...

But she didn't care. Even when facing Mulong City, she was not afraid. Although Miao Xiu was strong, she would not be more intimidating than Mulong City.

"Dr. Wang said it well."

Miao Xiu stood in the wilderness with his hands behind his back, his eyes waving with a ripples:

"I'm here to come, all I want is your life."

"If the Tiger King wants it, just come and take it. If you take it, it will naturally be yours."

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

"But if I can't kill me, I won't blame me for not being merciless afterwards."

"Can't you kill?"

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

"You don't ask, why did I kill you?"

"What's the matter?"

Wang Zhixuan replied indifferently.

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

Because that makes no sense.

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

"Okay, okay."

Miao Xiu nodded, his eyes gradually calmed down:

"You are so happy that I can save a lot of verbal and tact, so I will give you a decent look."

"Oh? How to be a decent?"

Wang Zhixuan looked at Miao Xiu with clear eyes.

"call!"

Miao Xiu exhale slowly, the air flow is like an arrow, the air wave is amazing, and the large area of ​​weeds lie on the ground in front of him:

"The decentness of a warrior..."

boom!

The air flow turbulently and the wilderness trembles.

Miao Xiu moved his feet, and swept across the wilderness and stirred up a strong wind, like a tiger roaring into the mountains and forests.

The fist and palms were blowing out, and the air waves rolled in:

"The winner lives, the loser dies!"

...........

Before early spring comes, the mountains and forests are bleak, with no sounds of people or insects, and only the "cry" sound of the wind blowing on the branches.

An Qisheng trekked between the mountains and forests, walking without seeing people or talking to others.

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

In his past and present life, An Qisheng has practiced boxing for more than twenty years, but he has never been so immersed in it.

Even though he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, his heart became more and more fulfilling, and it seemed that there were many people accompanying him.

The mind seems to be washed.

He had memories of his previous 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.

Too steady, but also lose the temperament you should have.

But people are never static.

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

A person is at the bottom of the house and is busy every day. His thoughts are just about food, rice, oil and salt. His heart cannot escape the scope of ordinary people.

But if he is placed at the peak of power, even if he cannot grasp the yin and yang, even if he speaks of a kingly state of the king, he will inevitably change from the original state of ordinary people.

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

A good person who is determined to be good may become an extremely evil person when he encounters great changes.

If an extremely evil person is hit, he may also repent.

A person is still the same person, but his heart may not always be that heart.

In the mountains and forests, An Qisheng hits trees and stones with the wildest movements. He practices boxing in the river naked, runs barefoot among the sand and stones, beats his body under the waterfall, sits quietly under the bright moon, and punches his boxing on the top of the mountain when the sun rises...

Gradually, An Qisheng felt the change.

His heart was like a piece of jade sealed in mud and stone, and after polishing, it revealed its original bright and crystal brilliance.

That day, in the early morning, he climbed to the top of a mountain.

At the right time, it was the time when the red sun rose and the morning light broke through dawn. A red glow in the distance gradually spread, which then rendered the entire sky.

A vast bright yellow light drooped down, shining all over the world.

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 shattering.

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

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

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

"Does the organs be conscious?"

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

"Organs are naturally conscious."

At this moment, a voice rang behind him.

"who?"

An Qi was shocked.

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

This man actually came to him silently.

He looked back and saw that the man was wearing a wide Taoist robe, with wide shoulders and thick back, big ears and round eyes, and a curly beard like grass. Who else was he who was not a Taoist lord in Juechen?

"Dao, Taoist priest?"

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 Golden Palace of Wudang Mountain, which was shining under the sun on the top of the mountain not far from the north.

Before I knew it, I actually came to Wudang Mountain?

"The moment you stepped into Wudang Mountain, I discovered you. Your condition is very strange, and I didn't alarm you."

Taoist Juechen 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 feel the consciousness of your organs?"
To be continued...