Chapter 255 My goal in the future

"Zen Buddhism is the most important epiphany, and the heart is the first. As long as the heart is not, you can't exert your strength. Just like a three-year-old child, but you give him a thousand pounds of sledgehammer, how can he sle it?

"King Kong is the heart, King Kong is the Tao! It's impossible for you not to know what the Diamond Sutra says. Unfortunately, you have been ignoring the most fundamental things here.

Wang Chan fell on the snow and looked at Xu Changchun in front of him. He couldn't help squinting and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your kung fu is the foundation of our Shaolin, the path of Taoism... practical application..."

Xu Changchun's eyes were blurred, as if he had fallen into a pure self-world, completely forgetting the extremely serious injury on his body, muttered to himself, and his eyes flashed brightly, and he exhaled a long breath of turbid breath, with wisps of red blood.

"... The practical application is the way to kill soldiers. Use Taoist qi refining to operate the internal organs of the whole body, stimulate all the hidden forces between the bleeding muscles and bones, cooperate with the Taoist truth, wash the marrow and tendons, and promote boundless strength. Moreover, the breathing method in Taoist gas refining is actually the same way to turn the sun and carry the river cart. If you apply the sound of the truth to the two lungs, you can make your two essences suddenly increase the power by ten times... Zhizha Eryin... If you hurt others, you have to hurt yourself first. Although you beat me, you will never feel good... Right... .........Wang Chan, is what I said wrong?

"You're right!" A cold light flashed in Wang Chan's eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

Xu Changchun was originally a master of the same level as Wang Chan. For the characters at their level, any boxing martial arts in the world can be freely distinguished and pointed directly to the origin. It is the so-called one method and a hundred methods, which is not surprising. It's just that if the boxing martial arts are extended to the "divine power", Xu Changchun can still see the clues in this, which is really a little beyond Wang Chan's expectation.

Gine, the way of magic power, is all-encompassing, which already involves the mystery of another level. Just like Wang Chan, Xu Changchun and Long Taoist, each of them has a different inheritance and different origins. How can they distinguish the idle people clearly? What's more, Xu Changchun is now seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the whole person is like a pile of mud. Just by the speculation after the war, Wang Chan's boxing magic power is enough to surprise Wang Chan.

It turned out that when Wang Chan was young, he started with the authentic Shaolin boxing and laid the foundation. The most skillful tiger claw capture was also born from the tiger-shaped boxing in Shaolin five-shaped boxing. Later, after getting three volumes of "Huang Tingjing" annotated by Wang Chongyang from Zhang Laodao, he realized many methods of the channel's qi refining, which refined qi and nourished qi slowly. Combining what he had learned in the past, he played the number of boxing methods that only belonged to him, creating a five-ework boxing born between the five viscera.

His kung fu was born in Shaolin, but he became a Taoist spirit refining. However, there is only one point that Xu Changchun is not right in the middle. Although his kung fu foundation is an authentic Shaolin road, the kung fu practiced by the soldiers and the thirteen Taibao is the top priority that he can achieve today. Without the way of soldiers, even Wang Chantian's talent can't reach such a height at this age.

In addition, the way of soldiers is originally from a branch of Taoism. Boxing magic power has reached his level, and his hands and feet are all killing moves that can kill people. It is very unrealistic to simply classify him as a Buddhist or Taoist.

As long as it is useful, you can use it. No matter what boxing or magic power it is, when it comes to his hands, you can push the new, change, and become Wang Chan's own thing.

"Haha, ha ha ha ha ha..." After hearing Wang Chan's reply, Xu Changchun finally laughed, and then couldn't help coughing heartbreakingly, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth: "Actually, I understand what you said, but it's a pity that it's too late to understand... The epiphany of the night, although it made me achieve the magic power of Fumo. But the flaws in my heart can't be patched so quickly... If you give me another year, I will go back to Shaolin Temple, recite the scriptures carefully, and study them. If I say so, I will definitely not lose to you again."

"Oh?" Wang Chan's eyes narrowed into a thin crack, and then he seemed to think of something all of a sudden, but his eyes were loose, and his hands quietly put on his knees: "Kung Fu has been practiced to our level. As long as the head is not cut off on the spot and left on the neck, even if there is no breath for the time being, it will not really die. Although your current injury is not serious, it is not difficult to restore your mobility as ordinary people after returning to Shaolin Temple for a period of time. Since you have such confidence in yourself, I might as well let you go today. After three or five years, I will see what you can do!"

"Are you going to let me go?" Xu Changchun's eyes flashed, and then he smiled bitterly: "Since your debut, Wang Chan has killed countless people. Although he does not take the initiative to cause trouble, which one of you has survived now? With your spleen and surname, it's not bad to break into the Shaolin Temple and destroy my Zen sect. Will you give me a chance to live? Or do you really think that even if I recover from this injury, I will not recover my combat effectiveness in my heyday? Then you underestimate me, Xu Changchun!!!"

It's close at hand, at your fingertips, and you can kill your life's great enemy with a single blow! Indeed, even after listening to Wang Chan's words, Xu Changchun did not believe Wang Chan's promise from the bottom of his heart.

Although there is no hatred between them, all those who practice boxing and martial arts have been unruly surnames from ancient times to the present. No matter what the cause is, whether there is hatred or not, as long as both sides take action, they will say hello to death, and they will never let go of the confidence to kill their opponents.

There is a saying in the world, "The grass is not removed, and the spring breeze blows again". Over the ages, I don't know how many old martial artists who have shocked the world have suffered "retribution" in their old age because of their soft hearts. They were found by the descendants or apprentices of their former enemies and beaten to death. There are many lessons from the past, so people who are really good at boxing will not easily make trouble, but once they start to do it, they will never die.

Either don't fight, or all of them will be killed!

The kindness to the enemy is what he said was cruel to himself.

Moreover, although there is also a competition in the martial arts world, there are things that happen with a smile, but more of them are continuous, three generations and four generations of pursuit of revenge! What's more, Wang Chan, since there is a record, all the things that have happened to him have shown one point, that is, this life is cruel and must be repaid. As long as someone comes to kill him, he will definitely kill him back, and he will be a group of people.

Therefore, Xu Changchun will not believe it until he hears Wang Chan's words that he wants to be released back to Shaolin Temple. I just thought that this was Wang Chan's trick of playing civet cats and mice before he died. Otherwise, Wang Chan had enough confidence to feel that he was injured. Even if he was good later, he would not restore his magic force and no longer pose a threat to him.

His injury is indeed very serious now. Over the past decades, after countless ups and downs, Xu Changchun has never suffered such a strong injury. If any other master, even if Wei Changjiang, who entered the Zen sect with him, came back to life, he would die again because of this heavy blow, but his skills in practicing the secret method of Zen Buddhism are far deeper than Wei Changjiang, and his vitality is so powerful that he has reached the limit of human imagination, so he can still hold on at this time. Wang Chan spoke, but in the end, he was paralyzed at a high position, and he couldn't move his neck down.

"I have a little relationship with you in Shaolin Temple. It's enough to kill those martial monks and leaders before. If I kill you again, the Zen generation will be broken. The Dragon Taoist is dead. The world is so big that you are the only one who can barely be my opponent. If you die, he said, don't I even have a fight and can't find anyone who has had a good time? Besides, do you really think I don't know about General Xu and our old man? Although this has nothing to do with me, the previous generation is heart-to-the-all, pneumatic mountains and rivers, which really makes people want to go, not to our generation, and we still have to kill each other, so that the relatives and enemies are happy! The person who wants to kill me is the Lin family, not you. However, when it comes to Mingli, I can only let you go this time. If you recover and come to find me, I will really burn the whole Shaolin Temple.

Wang Chan's eyes hung on the tip of his nose, and his voice seemed to come from the sky: "After this battle, my accumulation of external skills has reached the extreme. For a while, I said that if I reflect on myself, I can do a great job by changing my blood and washing my marrow. A golden elixir is swallowed into my abdomen. At that time, although the world is big, I will be free. Even if all your Zen ancestors are reborn, they may not be my opponents. You and I are destined to be two different people. If you want to inherit Zen Taoism, I will fly to the nine heavens and the moon. From then on, you will never be my opponent, so after you go back, you'd better figure it out...

After Wang Chan finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Xu Changchun, who was gray on top of the ground. With a gentle brush, he stood up from the ground, turned around and left.

"The Lin family has secretly pushed and reached an agreement with the Russian political axe to jointly carry out a time-wide special operations anti-terrorism exercise throughout Siberia, and use a large number of high-tech and firepower weapons... The hypothetical enemy is you... If you let me go, I don't owe you a favor. The army is under pressure. Wang Chan, you take care of yourself..."

Xu Changchun collapsed to the ground and roared loudly. After a sentence of "good for yourself", he could only be heard outside the woods. Wang Chan's singing sound came from afar. His voice was desolate and majestic. Every word came into his ear, clearly as if someone was lying in his ear and talking.

"One word is the way of the world. It's just a surname. One word, inside and outside. It's just God."

"Tao is in everything. Although it is scattered. You can't go there. However, it is the one who returns. Sincerely."

"The so-called sincerity of the world is to do its best. You can do your best. Then you can do your best. I can do my best. Then you can do your best. The surname that can do everything. It can praise the cultivation of heaven and earth. Praise the education of heaven and earth. Then it can be related to heaven. Therefore, it is a blessing to others. You can't be at peace. Life and death are only surnames. And don't do it as usual."

"So the world is extremely smart. And it is silent. Treat the best of all things. They are all within the surnames.

"The so-called true one. The movement is also determined. Quiet and calm. No one will welcome. No inside or outside. Go outside. Go outside. Take care of yourself and follow it. They all have their own surnames from inside and outside. The old road is inexhaustible. Stroking and drying. Cancer left the customs. It's for the first time. The virtuous man left. The heart is inverted. Sitting still is like the emptiness of a child. Then I don't know whether it's cold or heat. Don't move. If you move, you will be scattered. The right number. Although there are some clouds. There is no one to hold. It's easy for the enlightened. There is love and fate. True and unreal. So Tianzun said it was the scriptures. There are many people with or without. Immortal saints. And the gods. Make your palms happy. There has never been a sigh.................."

Xu Changchun's breath gradually faded, and only Wang Chan's voice was faintly heard at the end. When Damo xi came, the secret method of Zen Buddhism only pointed directly to the hearts of the people. When he saw the surname becoming a Buddha, to put it bluntly, it was no different from the Taoist way of the golden elixir, only the word "life". The secret of this song is written by Lv Chunyang, which directly points to the beauty of the golden elixir. If you can understand it, maybe we will meet each other in his year.

Xu Changchun's boxing magic power is not under the dragon Taoist, and the thousand-year-old Taoism of Zen Buddhism is extensive and profound. Wang Chan beat him seriously. After his whole body was paralyzed, he gently pointed out the relationship between the previous generation of the two sides. He was no longer interested in killing him completely. After getting up and leaving, he was forced to kill himself.

If Xu Changchun is lucky, it won't take long for Qin Feng to wake up. If they can find Xu Changchun accurately in this Siberian forest, they will naturally have the ability to transport him back to China safely. After returning to China, with the treatment of several senior monks of Zen Shaolin, in fact, it will not take long to restore the ability to move freely.

As for his injury, Wang Chan knows it clearly in his heart. Although it is very serious, in terms of Xu Changchun's vitality, if he wants to get better completely, it is naturally not without hope. The secret method of Zen Buddhism is divine. The Yaowang Hall of Shaolin Temple has always been a place of flesh and bones and the living dead, but even if it is good, this time will not be less than five years. And Xu Changchun's scriptures, if he can concentrate on Buddhism, recite scriptures, and improve his state of mind in these five years, once the injury recovers as before, he will not have a chance to make great progress.

Although boxing practitioners can't be easily damaged, once they are damaged, they are not compared with skin and flesh. Under the severe loss of vitality, the hidden danger left behind is too great. However, the Zen school, regardless of Buddhism and martial arts, pays attention to the word epiphany, just like putting it to death. Before epiphany, it is like the chrysalis of a butterfly. Once it is understood, it immediately breaks the cocoon and becomes a butterfly. The changes that occur from the inside to the outside of the whole person are like turning upside down.

Now Xu Changchun is seriously injured, with hundreds of limbs, meridian tendons all ruptured, and even the back dragon is damaged. As for whether he can have another chance to break the cocoon and be reborn, it depends on his own creation.

Wang Chan is very accurate about this, and his current target is no longer Xu Changchun. Martial arts in the secular world can't get into his eyes. If everything goes well, his future should be on another level. Beyond the imagination of famous boxers over the ages, it only exists in the realm of legend.

The best boxing martial arts are also practiced with the word life. It is not absolutely unrelated to the Taoist way of the golden elixir. In the end, you can also understand the truth. It is natural, virtuous, and self-improvement. However, when boxing has been practiced to the end, there is a dead end in front of it. If you want to break the fence and see the wider world outside the wall with your own eyes, you can only practice and refine the qi to preserve the truth.

Now, in two battles, the dragon Taoist people were killed and Xu Changchun was abolished. Wang Chan's boxing spirit has been accumulated to the extreme. Going forward, it is the last step to change blood and wash the marrow. Holding Yuan Shouyi and form a golden elixir.

Wang Chan walked in the snow regardless of Xu Changchun and walked towards Shi Feng, who had fought with the Dragon Taoist before. It seemed to come slowly step by step, but in fact, the speed was still extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

And when Wang Chan was walking in the boundless forest of Siberia, under the same sky, another place in the same forest, the trouble caused was also brewing.

It is also the Great Siberian Forest.

It's just more far-reaching.

The weather in the forest where Wang Chan is located is already terrible, but here, the cold wind is more piercing. In the tall larch forest, even a little claw marks of animals and birds can' foraging can't be seen on the snow as thick as one or two meters. This is already the depths of the real primitive forest in Siberia. Under the severe cold, even the most cold-resistant animals are not adapted to the environment here, so it is rare to see traces of life everywhere in other forests.

In this place, there is not even a real road to the outside world. The dense forest is enough to make any experienced hunter completely lose his way here. But it is precisely because of this that the environment with few people and harsh conditions also provides a natural training place for some intentional people.

There is no doubt that human beings are fragile. Ordinary people do not have the sharp and strong minions of beasts, the warm feathers of birds and the ability to fly freely to avoid danger, but these people have a huge treasure house and endless potential. Only through special training methods can they be developed bit by bit and become The existence is as powerful as human ancestors.

In ancient times, human beings in a small tribe were able to hunt fierce beasts such as saber-toothed tigers on the plateau and forests to satisfy their hunger. The powerful physical ability is far beyond the imagination of today's human beings. Therefore, in some people's ideas, truly powerful soldiers can only be trained in the harshest environment.

As the saying goes, natural selection, survival of the fittest!

And this is the place that specializes in training the world's most powerful warriors, the most mysterious Siberian training camp in the world's underground black boxing.

"Andre was killed by him in China? Now even Marcus, the bastard, is dead in his hands? Damn it, is this Chinese named Wang Chan a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus rex? I have been retired for many years and no longer a senior official of the KGB. I have been worthy of training the Alpha team for you. Why are you still coming to me now? Do you want me to send someone to catch this Chinese in the Great Siberian Forest?

Surrounded by mountains, the dense coniferous forest area was artificially cut down into an open area of more than 500 meters long and 500 meters wide. At the foot of the mountain, dozens of tough barracks buildings were built in a row. These buildings are all wooden structures, which are made of thick red pine logs from bottom to top. The style is very similar to the cabin where Wang Chan originally lived in the mountains, but they are taller and cover a wider area.

At this time, the snow closed the mountain, and the eyes were full of silver, but there were many people standing in the field, and several brand-new Mi-24 armed helicopters were parked in the open space in the distance!

These people in the field are all unusually tall, strong, shaved, snow-white skin, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, typical Russian Han standard style. However, among these people, there are also a few other people with yellow and black skin, obviously from all over the world.

The cold wind roared, and the cold wind blew on his face as if he had been cut by a sharp knife. In this weather, these people were all ** on their upper body, wearing only a pair of cowhide trousers, and stood motionless in the wind and snow. And I don't know how long they have been standing. Everyone's faces and heads are covered with snow. Some people's faces, corners of their eyes and mouths have even begun to appear.

This is because standing outside for too long, so that the body temperature drops, far beyond the normal level, the blood running speed slows down, and the inability to melt the snow on the body. At this point, normal people are already stiff all over and will be frozen to death.

However, although some of these people began to shake, most of them still stood upright, as if they were cold zombies with no consciousness.

Obviously, this is a special training method. Extreme cold can stimulate many hidden forces in the human body.

In the Siberian training camp, human rights are a distant and non-existent word. The masters and instructors here have always held the belief that "only more cruel and not the most cruel. The best boxer will always be the demon king who wakes up from hell." Here, human life is the most worthless thing. If you don't complete the training, even if you get up a minute late in the morning, you may be swept to death on the bed by the coach with a submachine gun.

If you want to live, you have to work hard first.

At the beginning, Marcus survived in such an environment and became one of the greatest demon-level boxers in the history of underground black boxing a few years later.

(to be continued)