In the era of martial arts, the boiling anticipation

Chapter 22

"Father?!"

Gu Heng's pupils shrank slightly.

"You are the genetic source of all the experimental items in the base!"

When Gu Heng was very young, he heard that the genes of all the experimental products in their base came from an unknown powerful existence.

It's just that there are too many sayings like this, and Gu Heng has never taken it seriously. It should be said that until today, he has not taken it seriously.

He couldn't believe it:
"You are still alive!"

There seemed to be infinite melancholy in the man's eyes.

"Alive? Not necessarily."

He sighed and shook his sleeves.

"With your spiritual cultivation, you should be able to tell."

Gu Heng clenched his fists, feeling the strength in his body, and said firmly:
"Here, is your mental world."

The man smiled.

"Strictly speaking, this is just a ray of my remnants."

Then, he sighed.

"I don't have much time, these things, you can see for yourself."

After finishing speaking, Gu Heng felt a pain in the center of his brow, and a flood of memories flooded into his mind.

That was someone's magnificent life.

Born in a mountain village, he joined the army since childhood, started as a pawn, and climbed up the army step by step, conquering cities and overthrowing villages, invincible.

In his life, he has won and lost, loved and hated, fallen and got up.After experiencing countless setbacks and defeating countless powerful enemies, the man finally stood at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Although it is only equivalent to the level of the second refining, but in that era when the method of combined refining was not yet perfect, this is already a well-deserved number one in the world, unparalleled and unparalleled.

The strongest other than him, no matter what, can't break through the barrier of the second refinement.

At this point in martial arts, the man has nothing to learn from before him, so he chooses to concentrate on studying the way to visualize and preserve the spirit.

It is hoped that through the ancient means of Taoism, another path will be found on the dead end.

That year, the man was 32 years old, and he was already the pillar of the empire with all the power, but he left without any memory, leaving all the power behind, just to open a new path in the martial arts.

Relying on his talent, the man spent a whole ten years, and found a way in the vast Taoist classics and the notes of the predecessors.

Ancient Taoist priests believed that Taoists could abandon their bodies and go to immortality, or they could ascend to heaven without leaving a body, just pretending to leave the world with one thing.

This method of enlightenment is called corpse analysis.

At the age of 50, he decided to enter the tomb he built and throw away everything in the world, just to survive death.

The man cut off all the six senses, his vitality was completely extinguished, his mouth and nose no longer breathed, and his heart stopped beating.

He even forgot who he was.

In Buddhism, this state is also called "extreme emptiness".

In the end, he succeeded and failed.

In the dark and chaotic cave, the man's spirit transcends material limitations and reaches an unknowable and sublime realm.

His divine sense is extremely tyrannical, even surpassing the category of "the way of sincerity" as it is said in modern times, and has touched the threshold of "breaking the void".

In Taoism, this is also known as the knot "Yin God". Compared with the pure artistic conception of boxing, it is a little more unpredictable.

The vast majority of the three refining masters do not have this kind of mind to practice.In that era, it can be said to be unprecedented.

But the mere physical body in the second refinement realm could not bear such divine will, and finally failed to transform, and his divine sense was also trapped in the corpse, unable to be freed.

It wasn't until modern times that the tomb of the Immortal Corpse Jie was excavated by the Yuhua Group.

Although the man failed to transform, the "remains" left by him were considered by the group to be of great research value, and they were even transferred to Yangcheng for secret research.

This is where it all started.

He didn't really wake up until two distinct and strong stimuli penetrated into the depths of his mind.

Gu Heng's mood was agitated and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Seeing him like this, the man was not in a hurry to ask, but just raised his head and looked towards the edge of the world of mind.

This void habitat, even the ability to influence other people's minds, was once a great achievement that men were proud of.

Even thousands of years ago, no one in ancient times could do this.

At that moment, he was the undisputed strongest in history!
But after seeing this infinitely wonderful and infinitely vast world, there is only a deep sorrow left in the man's heart.

The bird in the cage, the ground is a prison, how sad.

He sighed:

"In my time, there was no one who could compete with me in martial arts. If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have to embark on this path of desperation."

His tone was full of regret and loneliness that was too thick to dissolve.

Gu Heng can fully understand his regret.

When the martial arts system was not yet complete, these strong men who dominated in their respective eras were like sparse stars, scattered in the dark night sky alone.

Perhaps, they can vaguely feel each other's brilliance from the history books, but they are as active as participating in business, and they will never see each other!
The sages of ancient times are all lonely!
The man turned his head to look at Gu Heng, his eyes seemed to be burning with two blazing fires.

"But your era is very different!"

After waking up for such a short while, the man's naturally bursting spiritual thoughts have already felt a dozen powerful divine wills on Jingchuan Island that are by no means weaker than his own.

There are also a few majestic existences that are extraordinary and holy, just a glimpse of them makes his soul tremble, and his chest is uncontrollable.

It is conceivable that there must be more and stronger masters in every corner of the world!
What followed was a strong unwillingness!

Why!Why was I not born in this era!
Why!Why can't I confront so many strong men!
Fortunately, although I am sad, there are still things I can do.

The fire in the man's eyes became brighter.

"I can die in obscurity, but my boxing skills must not be buried with me!"

His eyes were burning, looking directly at Gu Heng's body.

That light even caused Gu Heng to have a strong burning sensation, he felt that his muscles and bones were as transparent as this person could see at a glance.

"You don't think that it's just a coincidence that you and him have a similar effect on boxing."

Indeed, although the Heavenly Snake Swallowing the Moon and the Heavenly Great Furnace are different in form of expression, they both have the same effect of swallowing other people's fists.

Gu Heng's eyes fluctuated, and he suddenly said:

"It's because of you?"

The man stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly:

"Spirit and body are meant to influence each other. Since you have my blood in your body, how can you not have my spiritual characteristics?

I have seen your fisting intentions before. "

As he spoke, the man clapped his hands and gently recited a poem:
"Heaven and earth are furnaces, good fortune is work; yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper.

You, the great furnace of heaven and earth, not only refine your opponent's fist, but also temper your own body and mind.Yes, much more appetizing to me than the bedbugs of the roost.

Obviously, you are the one who is truly qualified to inherit all my boxing skills. "

Only then did Gu Heng understand why he felt that he had a unique talent in the spiritual level since he started learning martial arts.

Whether it is the use of the method of borrowing, or the comprehension of the spirit of boxing, it is far beyond ordinary warriors.

It turned out that everything came from this "Corpse Healing Immortal".

The man turned his head to look at Gu Heng.

"I want you to inherit everything from me, defeat the strongest in the world, and be the only one in the world!"

When he said these words, his eyes were filled with arrogance and ambition, and there was an indescribable tyranny in his gestures.

Whether it's eyes, expressions, or body movements, they are all clearly telling Gu Heng one thing.

The person in front of him has truly overwhelmed him all his life, and he is invincible in the world!

Gu Heng let out a breath slowly, his eyes sparkled, and he smiled and said:

"Senior, in our era, there is a saying that has been widely spread."

"Oh, what?"

The man is interested.

Although he is an ancient man, he is by no means self-preserving and self-styled. On the contrary, he is full of strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

It is also this kind of character that enables him to forge a new path in a dead end.

Gu Heng grinned, his white teeth staggered up and down, as if biting the strong breath of struggle in the air.

"There is no strongest punch, only the strongest person."

The man raised his brows and asked inaudibly:

"So, you don't intend to inherit my boxing skills?"

Gu Heng shook his head.

His eyes that were as bright as flames and as pure as amber reflected a radiant light, as if burning his own life.

"With all due respect, senior, your time has passed.

So, I don't want to inherit your boxing skills, but to make your boxing skills work for me and help me reach the pinnacle of martial arts! "

The man was startled, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahahahaha! Good! So bold! No wonder you can cultivate such a fist."

Gu Heng's expression moved, he suddenly thought of something, and asked:

"Where is the person who came in with me?"

The man turned his wrists and spread his palms, revealing a vivid little snake in his palm. He sneered and said:
"Well, here it is."

The man opened and closed his five fingers, playing with the little snake like playing with a pet, and said casually:

"This kid still wants to swallow my divine sense, heh, it's really interesting."

While speaking, he squeezed the little snake with one hand, and he squeezed the little snake formed by the spirit into a stream of light, which dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Then, the man looked at Gu Heng with a solemn expression.

An aura that was extremely familiar to Gu Heng erupted from his whole body.

It was like a ferocious iron cavalry, galloping across the battlefield, crushing all armies with Peiran's murderous aura.

"I think you also have the foundation of military boxing, well, it couldn't be better.

My "Seven Kills Breaking the Array" uses Xiangxi opera to evolve the trend of military struggle, consisting of seven different spiritual concepts: pawns, horses, chariots, cannons, soldiers, prime ministers, and generals.

This boxing method focuses on meaning rather than shape. It is a technique for fighting and killing the enemy in the military formation. The shape of the cannon, the shape of the shape, and the shape of the general are not complete. Only the corresponding Sanshou, the artistic conception is incomplete, and it depends on you to complete it. "

After the words were settled, the man waved his arm, and the whole world suddenly changed.

Broken swords, broken knives, and bloodstains on the banner.

On the fierce dark red battlefield, two groups of people are fighting fiercely, with many bones and blood flowing.

"The momentum of the army is called crossing the river, going forward without retreat, advancing without retreating!"

Gu Heng felt like he had turned into a pawn on the battlefield, holding the broken blade tightly in his palm, and all the thoughts in his mind seemed to be condensed in this knife.

Only by swinging this knife can there be life!
This kind of thinking of surviving from death and seeking victory from danger coincides with Gu Heng's tactics all along.

Therefore, almost in the breath, he grasped all the swords of the pawns.

After being penetrated by the iron spear, Gu Heng's blade also pierced deeply into the opponent's general's chest.

Even before he died, the man's eyes were full of disbelief.

He seemed unable to imagine why a mere pawn could have such a decisive will to exchange his life with him.

After the death, Gu Heng's thoughts flickered.

This time, he seemed to have turned into an unrivaled general in iron armor and holding a long spear, stepping into battle to capture the flag, very brave.

A man's voice sounded again.

"The artistic conception of the horse department imitates the general's stepping into the formation and breaking the army. It is divided into one horizontal and one vertical, and the vertical is the middle and flat line. Hard attack is hard and unobstructed. Ghosts and gods are hard to guard against. Horizontal is for thousands of troops. Ten swings and ten decisions."

With the man's current spiritual practice, it is difficult for Gu Heng to distinguish the truth from the reality of everything he reproduced in the world of mind.

Since you can't tell the difference, you can only treat it as if it is true.

In fact, this is a rare experience for any martial artist who practices military martial arts.

In today's era, although there are constant frictions between major powers and secret wars have never stopped, this kind of grappling is nothing more than a "battle" at best.

No matter in terms of intensity or scale, how could it compare to this battle of thousands of troops?

Using guns to kill people, how can you feel the tragedy and terror of blood and flesh flying everywhere?
Gu Heng could even feel that every time he experienced a battle, his divine will would grow a bit stronger.

After going through the four moods, Gu Heng woke up from the battlefield where the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were on the battlefield.

At this time, the person had lost his form and disappeared without a trace.

Only his heroic long laughter remained in place.

"Between the heaven and the earth, the Yin court is terribly shocked. Killing a person in three steps, the heart stops. The blood flows thousands of miles, and the corpse rests on Qianxun Mountain. After the strong man fights, he is tired and sleeps on the enemy's corpse."

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Just when Gu Heng went to the southern area alone to fight against the snake.

A travel-worn man in black had already arrived at the entrance of Tongde Hall.

When he saw the traces of destruction caused by the fierce battle in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

Damn, it's still a step late.

At this time, Ge Shugen and the boxers of Tongdetang gathered in the open space of the courtyard, each adjusting their breath, waiting for the doctor in the hall.

Seeing this person walking in swaggeringly, Ge Shugen's eyes suddenly tightened like needles, and Zhang Fang even put on a fighting stance.

They could all see that when the person in front of him was walking, his body was vibrating in a unique rhythm, and the air flow around his body formed a thin layer of tough air film armor.

This is like the sublime realm of "Liezi Yufeng", the opponent is definitely a master-level master who has undergone a "combined training"!
This kind of person manipulates the air flow through the vibration of the muscles and bones, and the ups and downs of the muscles. With the movement of the hands and feet, it can create a vision like a surging wind, hurting people a hundred steps away!
Seeing them so on guard, the man in black smiled faintly:
"Zhou Yaoshan's disciple, Zhou Tingqiu, has met all of you."

(End of this chapter)