The Great Tao Chronicle

"The Beggar Society..."

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

It’s okay to die when you hear the news of Dao Xi. Throughout the ages, how many people know that the future is slim and still move forward, and they are either stupid or paranoid.

Such people are extremely pure.

He thought to himself that he couldn't do it to such an extent, but he also had some admiration for such a person in his heart.

Although this Potter is a foreigner, in his opinion, he is more like a Daxuan person than many Daxuan people.

"You have some meaning, you are about to die, what do you care about transcendent power?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were playful, and he became a little interested.

He didn't make another shot. His physical strength is so precious. A dying person is not worth his shot again.

After thinking for a while, he said lightly:

"I don't know anything about the so-called kung fu martial arts in your world, but in the beginning of martial arts, it was nothing more than polishing the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, filth, marrow and blood through various means. ."

Having said that, he said:

"It's more than enough to generate true qi with your physique. Unfortunately, this world does not have the spiritual qi of heaven and earth."

True qi is a human body that is tyrannical to a certain extent, and is formed by the integration of the spiritual qi of heaven and earth and its own internal strength.

Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is impossible to derive true energy.

It is precisely because of this that there is no spiritual energy in the world, his true energy is getting less and less, and the physical injuries can't be healed for a long time, and even every move will consume a lot of physical strength.

"gas......"

Potter muttered to himself.

He is not unfamiliar with the word qi. Although he belongs to the Empire where the sun never sets, he learns Daxuan orthodox boxing and has a deep understanding of Daxuan culture.

He knows that in the Daxuan culture, whether it is Buddhist or Confucian classics, this word for Qi is indispensable.

But for more than ten years, he traveled all over Daxuan, Sanyin Kingdom, Fusang, and South Korea without finding any trace of 'qi'.

"Qi" doesn't seem to exist at all.

"Really..."

An Qisheng wrote down what Tong Zhengyang said one by one in his heart.

This mysterious man has no idea of ​​spreading his practice, but he may not get it.

At that time, I'll have to see if I really can't practice 'qi'.

"When the true qi is formed, the meridians can be outlined in the body, and the heaven and the earth are combined together. The true qi is infinite and infinite, and the qi meridians can be achieved."

Tong Zhengyang said and waved his hand:

"It's useless to talk too much, you go to find a cemetery yourself, so you don't expose your corpse to the wilderness."

This person's desire to seek the Tao is quite strong, but it has nothing to do with him. He has no interest in wasting his energy, nor does he intend to pass on his secrets to try.

Your way forward is cut off, what have you to do with me?

"Thank you for clarifying your doubts."

Potter bowed his hands slightly:

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name."

"Your kung fu is considered top-notch in this world, and you are qualified to know the old man's name."

Tong Zhengyang responded lightly:

"The old man is in Zhengyang."

"Tongzhengyang..."

Potter took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the darkness, gradually drifting away.

In comparison, his footsteps became slower, but more unusual.

Vaguely, An Qisheng felt that Potter did not seem to die.

Thinking about it, he sighed in his heart.

Potter is already a great strength, and he may even meet the great master of God, but he is not this person's opponent. I am afraid that Mu Longcheng will not be this person's opponent.

However, with just one more effort, Tong Zhengyang could kill Potter on the spot, but he didn't do it.

An Qisheng, who had seen his hot hand, couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

Thinking of the fact that he had to swallow a lot of military ration pills before he shot.

Perhaps, his injuries are more serious than expected...

"You seem to be interested in these too?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes fell on An Qisheng, like a smile but not a smile.

Contrary to what An Qisheng thought, although his serious injury prevented him from exerting his full strength, it was still possible to add an extra effort to kill the white man.

It's just that his consumption is too great, and he doesn't want to waste his energy indiscriminately.

"Can you say it?"

An Qisheng patted the ragged clothes without any intention of asking.

"hehe."

Tong Zhengyang swallowed a few more military ration pills, squeezed the flat pocket, and said to himself:

"Not much left..."

........

The sky is bright, and the morning dew is deep under the night.

On the pickup truck by the road, Li Yan hadn't slept all night, and his eyes were red.

squeak~

During the violent friction between the tire and the ground, Wang Anfeng opened the car door and walked out, his face extremely ugly.

Knowing that the two of Shi Xinlu were killed, An Qi's life and death were unknown, and he didn't sleep all night.

The car chased after him.

"My old sister called and said that a dangerous person was likely to cross the border and asked me to go back, but I refused..."

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, and his temples jumped:

"Brother An was called by me. He is not dead. I want to rescue him. If he is dead, I will kill him no matter who it is!"

"You're not too brave, you dare to resist your old sister."

Li Yan was amazed.

Different from him, Wang Anfeng has lived under the protection of Wang Zhixuan since he was a child.

He was a little surprised that he actually dared to disobey his elder sister's orders now.

"If I go back to China like this, what face will I have to meet Brother An's parents?"

Wang Anfeng's face was very ugly:

"It's all one life, no one is higher than the other."

"You..."

Li Yan rubbed his face and helplessly changed the subject:

"Dr. Wang's injury is healed? Who is the dangerous person she is talking about?"

"I don't know, I just said that the person coming here is extremely dangerous, let you and I return home quickly."

Wang Anfeng shook his head, gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't change the subject. In any case, Brother An, I must find it. I want to see people and corpses!"

"Li Shao, the Taiguo side has determined that An Qi was not dead, but fell into the hands of the gangsters who killed the two masters Shi Xinlu and Shi Xinwu."

At this moment, Wang Hu strode over and handed a laptop to Li Yan.

"Ok."

Li Yan took over the computer, and the surveillance videos on it were playing.

"Where are the people?"

Wang Anfeng squeezed over.

"This man in black..."

Li Yan frowned, and his heart skipped a beat:

"An Feng, look, this man in black, is it the one we saw at your sister's place?"

"Which one?"

Wang Anfeng hasn't reacted yet.

Li Yan tapped the keyboard a few times, opened one of the surveillance videos, zoomed in, and pulled in:

"Look at this person, doesn't he look like the mysterious figure who caused the Golden Eagle Nation's heavy casualties."

"what?"

Wang Anfeng's expression changed~www.novelmt.com~ Just as he was about to say something, Li Yan's cell phone rang.

"Dr. Wang?"

Li Yan's expression tightened, and he answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhixuan's voice was cold:

"You all go back to my country immediately! You can't interfere in the next thing!"

With just one sentence, she hung up the phone.

Wang Zhixuan knew that Li Yan was much smarter than her worry-free younger brother and knew what to do.

Sure enough, Wang Zhixuan just hung up the phone.

Wang Anfeng wanted to say something, but Li Yan slapped him with a backhand, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him into the car.

"Notify everyone, go!"

Li Yan's face was solemn.

He knew what kind of person Wang Zhixuan was, and to make her so solemn, the enemy was probably beyond imagination.

........

On the Yunnan-Myanmar border, somewhere on a mountain, Wang Zhixuan's expression froze.

After Fusang took the opportunity to return to Daxuan, they also received a video from the Taiguo police almost at the same time, and they also knew who that person was.

Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged on the boulder and hung up a phone call.

"Potter is seriously injured."

Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up with ripples:

"He should have seen that... mysterious man."

"Traces will be found, Potter, this injury..."

Wang Zhixuan's eyes narrowed.

She knew very well that the world's top expert like Potter had a secretive whereabouts, and no ordinary person could find his trace at all.

Unless the injury is really serious.

Gu Changsheng looked a little weird:

"Not only was the trace found, he was hospitalized..."

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