Great Dao Ji

Whether the "gods" mentioned in the Huang Ting Jing are the same existence as the "gods" who see the gods is unknown to An Qisheng now as he is unable to verify it.

But he knew that if he practiced boxing based on the consciousness of his organs and the pleasure of his body, he would get twice the result with half the effort.

"Drink water when you are thirsty, sleep when you are sleepy, eat, walk, sit or lie down when you are hungry, or even poop and pee, all of them are Tao and all are practices."

An Qisheng felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

Taoism is natural, and the martial artist himself is like this.

He now gradually understood the once mysterious terminology. It was not that those masters were trying to make things mysterious, but it was that if they didn't get to that point, writing them down would have no effect.

Once you reach it, you will understand it naturally.

After sitting quietly for a long time, An Qisheng got up and went down the mountain.

He had no idea of ​​recalling the Huangting Sutra in his previous life while dreaming here, because the place was not right.

Even with good intentions, he always felt a little awkward with a peak warrior who saw God as invulnerable.

How can you sleep peacefully with a dragon and a tiger by your side?

It left much faster than it came.

An Qisheng's strength spread throughout his body, and he walked through the mountains and forests faster than ordinary people running on the flat ground.

In just a moment, we arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

The foot of Wudang Mountain is noisy and bustling, with tourists traveling in pairs or groups, making it very lively.

His senses are very sharp, and as soon as he enters the crowd, he hears all kinds of talking sounds.

An Qisheng was suddenly pulled out of many days of walking alone in the wilderness.

"call!"

An Qisheng took a deep breath, and the sense of separation between the wilderness and the busy city slowly disappeared.

He walked through the crowds, found a bed and breakfast, and charged up his mobile phone that had been turned off for many days.

Then he put down his luggage, took out a Bigu Pill, mixed it with his saliva and swallowed it into his stomach.

"There are still twenty-three Bigu Pills left. It will only last for two months at most, and I will be without food again."

After taking a look at the Bigu Pill in the wooden box and brocade cloth, An Qisheng had a headache again.

Because of the 'terminal disease' whose origin is still unknown, his consumption far exceeds that of the ordinary Huajin Grand Boxer. Twenty-three Bigu Pills were exchanged for the Ordinary Huajin Grand Boxer.

As long as you don't fight every day, it will be enough to meet your nutritional needs for seven or eight months.

If it is just a retreat, one year is enough.

But for him, even if it is just a retreat, it can only last for two months at most.

Without the Bigu Pill, he could only swallow a large amount of medicinal food to barely provide the nutrients for physical improvement.

"The mission of the Law Enforcement Warriors Forum"

An Qisheng sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the phone screen that gradually lit up, thinking in his heart.

Personally, he didn't want to fight for points, but unfortunately, money couldn't buy Bigu Pill or other good things.

Moreover, the tasks on the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum are not that easy to do.

As for the mission target, those who can walk on the surface, except for Mu Longcheng, are all masters of Dan and Gangjin. Those who are not on the surface, the world is so big, who can find it?

If it was really going to be easy, how could it be his turn?

In addition, if you want to obtain these things, one is to join the army, and the other is to join Daxuan's special department.

Neither of these two options are too suitable for him.

"Huh? So many missed calls?"

As soon as I turned on my phone, I saw a large number of text message notifications from communication companies.

He glanced at it and found that there were 17 missed calls from his mother, 6 from his father An Jianzhong, 11 from Wang Anfeng, and 3 from Li Yan. In addition, there were a few of his childhood friends and a few of his friends. There are also one or two phone numbers.

"Wang Anfeng, Li Yan? What are they looking for me for?"

An Qisheng frowned and dialed the number.

Toot~

After two rings, the phone was quickly connected, and Mother An's angry voice came:

"Qiqi, where have you been these days? Why don't you answer the phone? Look at how many calls I've made to you? Are you worried about me to death?"

An's mother slapped An Qisheng's face with a question mark.

"Mom, Mom, calm down, calm down."

Even though An Qisheng had entered Hua Jin, he was a little overwhelmed and hurriedly comforted An's mother:

"I've been busy these past few days. I turned off my phone and didn't have time to charge it. Don't be angry. It's not worth it if you're so angry."

After some words of comfort, An's mother was comforted, and she hung up the phone after learning that nothing was wrong at home.

After wiping the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, he dialed Li Yan's number.

Toot~

After ringing for more than ten seconds, the call was connected, and Li Yan called out in a hoarse voice:

"Junior An, it's not easy to get through your phone."

"I've been in the suburbs these days and my phone is not turned on. Brother Li is looking for me. What's the matter?"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

His hearing was sharp, and he could faintly hear gunshots and screams on the other end of the phone.

"I'm at the border between Yunnan and Myanmar. The situation is a bit chaotic. I'll call you back later. Don't turn off your phone."

Li Yan said something and hung up the phone.

"Miao Xiu at the junction of Yun and Myanmar?!"

An Qisheng was shocked.

Could it be that Miao Xiu had attacked Wang Anfeng in the past two months?

Where does he have such courage? He has a big family and a big business, and he is not a lone ranger. He dares to do these things?

Is it worth abandoning a disciple for a fugitive?

Dududu~

Several years passed in An Qisheng's mind, and the phone rang again, but it was not Li Yan, but Wang Anfeng.

Connected.

"My elder sister was chased by Miao Xiu in Nanyang. She was seriously injured and almost died!"

From the receiver mixed with gunshots and screams, Wang Anfeng's rapid voice came out:

"That bastard Miao Xiu, if you want revenge, don't turn to me, but attack my sister!"

Through the receiver, An Qisheng could hear Wang Anfeng gritting his teeth.

"Wang Zhixuan is injured?!"

An Qisheng was a little shocked.

There must be something wrong with Miao Xiu's mind. He and Wang Anfeng killed the person, and Wang Anfeng's name was also given. Why did he think of chasing Wang Zhixuan?

Besides, what about a fugitive apprentice, chasing and killing Wang Zhixuan for such an apprentice?

"Where's Miao Xiu?"

After being surprised, An Qisheng hurriedly asked.

"After Miao Xiu injured my elder sister, he fled overseas without knowing his whereabouts. Gu Changsheng led people to chase him."

Wang Anfeng kept his words short, and his words were full of irrepressible anger:

"In the past two months, Li Yan and I took people to the Golden Triangle and found evidence that Miao Xiu colluded with drug lords. Now I am cooperating with the law enforcement team to arrest Miao Xiu's disciples and grandchildren!"

"Can you catch it?"

An Qisheng sighed.

Since Miao Xiu dared to take action, his important apprentice and family business must have been transferred away long ago.

"We only caught a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and several of Miao Xiu's disciples ran away!"

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth:

"The law enforcement team cannot go abroad to make arrests, but I want revenge. Will you come with me?!"

"go."

An Qisheng thought for a while, but couldn't say no.

"However, I promised my mother that I would go home for dinner. Please let me know when you want to go."