Great Dao Ji

【An Qisheng】

[Specialties: Bajiquan (49%) Liuhe Spear (49%) Three Emperors Cannon Fist, Dragon and Tiger Capture (39%) Gumen Xinyi Fist (10%) Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt (29%) Hentian Fist ( 0%) Iron Palm (12%)]

[Status: Increasingly weak (terminal illness) Baodan level strength state (49%)]

[Characters already mastered: Tan Jingshan (one hour) Wang Honglin (ten minutes) Wang Anfeng (one hour) Li Yan (one hour)]

From the perspective, the panel gradually appears.

"Through these few months of contact, I have a general understanding of my ability."

An Qisheng leaned on the sofa, half-closed his eyes, and had many thoughts in his heart.

He uses this ability to unfold in detail the abilities that others have studied all their lives in front of him, allowing him to progress at an extraordinary speed.

Whether it's boxing skills or strength control.

After months of research, he overturned his previous guesses.

What I see with this ability may not be the past in the true sense, but the spiritual imprint that a person leaves in the world.

During this period of time, he had collected information on a lot of famous ancient and modern boxing masters from the Internet, but found that his past could not be easily accessed.

Just like when I came to understand Gu Changfeng, I lacked the necessary media.

Living or not.

But Wang Anfeng, who was in contact with him every day, could easily do it.

Therefore, he believes that the reason why he cannot contact other masters through information collected on the Internet is because the Internet and videos lack their true spirit.

He once read a very interesting statement, saying that everyone is a unique information field, exchanging information and energy with the outside world all the time.

And maybe his ability is to unilaterally access other people's information fields through a method that he doesn't understand at the moment?

Therefore, Tan Jingshan, Wang Anfeng, and Li Yan who he had contacted could easily access their information.

But you cannot access other people’s information through the Internet or video.

For deceased masters like Wang Honglin, only the personal belongings that left the strongest imprint on them during their lifetimes can be used to access their remaining information fields.

This may or may not be true, but it is the most reasonable explanation that An Qisheng can think of at this time.

"Perhaps I need to get in touch with the soul and spiritual things to further explore my abilities."

An Qisheng thought for a while, took out a pen and paper, and wrote his next plan in the words of his past life:

[Plan 1: Although my illness has not healed, my body has recovered. Next, I need to contact more boxers and find more belongings left by boxing masters to improve my boxing practice. 】

[Plan 2: I need to learn some spiritual and spiritual knowledge to have a deeper understanding of my ability]

After finishing writing, An Qisheng stopped writing.

In this notebook, apart from these two plans, there is only one line of words, which is the biggest doubt in his heart:

[I began to awaken my past life memories when I was seven years old, and Grandmaster Wang Honglin suddenly came to this world when he was in his thirties. So, how many people like us are there?

Laozi, Sakyamuni, Confucius, Guiguzi, Peng Zu, Chen Tuan, Zhang Ziyang, Wang Zhongfu, Zhang Sanfeng, Bodhidharma, etc., will these great masters who were famous in the past and are also legendary in this life do the same?]

"If what I guess is true, this world is simply a sieve."

Closing the notebook, An Qisheng felt heavy for no reason.

In this world, the water may be very deep.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright moonlight spreads over the endless sea.

Warships cruised in the night, their snow-white searchlights scanning back and forth on the sea, as if searching for something.

On the deck of the cruiser Boston, the tall Williams held the railing tightly, his white teeth rubbing back and forth:

"Where is it, where is it?!"

This isn't Williams' first trip to sea.

In fact, since the "terrorist attack" four months ago, he has basically been soaking in the sea.

So much so that he felt like a pickled sea fish, full of salty smell.

If it hadn't been for the satellite display that the suspected alien creature had crashed into the sea, he would have suspected that he had been tricked by the old fat pig.

Toot~

The satellite phone vibrated, and Williams shuddered.

During this time, what he was most afraid of was the sound of the phone.

"His Excellency Congressman Day, Mr. Davis"

Williams got on the phone.

"Have you found that damn alien bastard yet?"

On the other end of the phone, Davis roared like a lion.

God knows what a heavy price he paid to barely keep his seat as a member of Parliament.

If the alien or his body is not found, his political future will end here.

"Come on, I swear! I have found one of his shoes, he must be in this sea area!"

Williams' face was ugly, and his tall body was a little stooped.

"Oh, my God! Look! My respected Colonel led more than ten warships and found a shoe in only three months!"

Old Davis sneered mercilessly:

"Then I believe without a doubt that in three months, you will definitely be able to find his underwear!"

Williams, who had been scolded for twenty minutes in the roaring sea breeze, finally broke out after hanging up the phone:

"Damn stupid pig! Slut! Bastard!"

Wow~~~

The sound of the waves interrupted Williams. He looked up and his face changed immediately.

In the distance, the sea was rolling and the waves were surging and hitting, more than ten meters high.

The searchlight swept over, and it was faintly visible that under the rolling sea water, a huge monster was twisting its body and roaring silently.

"Whale fall?"

Williams glanced at it and felt relieved. Although the blue whale was huge, it was not worth mentioning in front of the warship.

However, the blue whale seemed to be dying, and he was too lazy to care. He ordered to turn the rudder and search for the traces of the alien creature in the next sea area.

They were not the monkeys of Fuso, and they had no interest in whale meat.

Woo~

In the rolling waves, the blue whale jumped high and let out a high-pitched wail that was inaudible to human ears, and fell into the sea, causing even greater wind and waves.

The huge whale slowly sank in the seawater and finally landed silently on the seabed, shaking the surrounding mud sediments and startling the surrounding sea fish and blind shrimps.

Gurgle~

As the seabed vibrated, the mud fell into the sediments, and a hand suddenly stretched out and tightly grasped a piece of seabed rock.

Tong Zhengyang tightly grasped the seabed rock and pulled himself out of the deep seabed mud, staring at the behemoth a hundred meters ahead:

"Sure enough, there is always a way out!!!"