Chapter 176: Crisis is coming (New January, a new beginning)

A breath of alchemy energy rose and fell in nine turns, and finally with a "gum" sound, it fell back into the lower abdomen. The sound was like a stone as big as a bowl fell into the bottomless old well. With the sound of water, echoes, and immediately a stream of turbid air rushed up and slowly spit out.

Bai Ze felt the changes in his body in detail, from the outermost pores, ligaments, muscles, bones, flesh and blood, to the innermost five internal organs, essence, blood, tendons, bone marrow, and every body, whether inside or outside, Bai Ze felt much clearer than before, especially the clear light that emerges from the depths of his brain, which is even more precious.

Once you have advanced martial arts to the internal martial arts, you can start to "look at the internal vision". As your kung fu gradually improves, you will naturally become more and more familiar with the internal body. This is also the fundamental reason why internal martial arts can make people healthy and live longer.

The so-called "Only by knowing oneself and one's enemy can you win every battle."

To put it bluntly, the true meaning of internal martial arts is to "before you to keep your health preservation, and then you can understand the enemy and defeat others." Only by having enough understanding of yourself can you be invincible in fighting!!

Dingling! Dinglingling!

Suddenly, a ringtone from the cell phone came from the bed.

Bai Ze frowned, glanced at him, and finally stopped and reached out to answer the phone.

His phone number was given to him a few days ago by Mr. Wei. The phone number is built-in confidential and is the latest generation of military products. Apart from a limited number of acquaintances, others don’t know it at all. Although Bai Ze hates being disturbed while practicing, he doesn’t want to answer it.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Mr. Wei's loud voice came from inside: "Good boy, you did something very pleasing this time. I heard that you just left me the day before yesterday and beat a few foreigners to a mess, including one of the second sons of the Japanese Ozawa family? And just one day after that, you ruined a female apprentice of Nan Kita? And that Hai Dongqing, who has mastered the authentic Guanwei Express Sword and a first-class expert... I was worried about you before, but now I see that I am worried about it. I didn't expect that your practical skills are so powerful."

"Oh, it turns out it's Mr. Wei. The news spread so quickly, even you know in the hospital." Bai Ze's impatient face immediately dissipated when he heard the voice.

This old man named Wei was able to teach the Wudang sword recipe he passed down to his family regardless of the opinions of each household. This is just one thing that is to be kind to him. Of course, Bai Ze also remembers the kindness of others. He spoke casually, but in fact he showed enough respect from the inside out.

However, as soon as the old man finished speaking, Bai Ze felt a little strange: "What the day before yesterday? Wasn't the incident in the martial arts club yesterday?"

His eyes glanced out the window in an instant, and there was still a window of sunshine, and the birds chirping, endlessly. Bai Ze woke up and quickly took his phone away from his ear. Sure enough, he saw the date displayed on the screen. It was a whole day.

"What's going on? Could it be that I was practicing martial arts yesterday, and became addicted to it, and accidentally stood for a day and a night?" Bai Ze's eyes lit up, and he understood a little.

It turned out that after he fought with Hai Dongqing yesterday morning, he felt something and learned from other things. He finally broke the bottleneck and practiced sword skills to the level of human swords, like an arm and fingers. During this period, he regulated his body and mind, breathed inside and outside, and connected his limbs and bones to a big dragon on the spine. Before he knew it, it took a day and a night.

The reason why he had no feelings at all was that he was addicted to it and was confused about all the changes in the outside world.

It is as if in the past, many Taoist monks stayed away from the world and went to the deep mountains to practice. Those who had profound cultivation often meditated for ten or eight days, eating wind and drinking dew, not eating or drinking, and waiting until they woke up, they did not know that time had passed for a long time. Therefore, in Taoist legends, there were various sighs similar to "One day in the mountains is a hundred years in the world."

What we are talking about is Bai Ze's state of practicing qigong.

From about 10 o'clock yesterday morning to noon today, it took nearly thirty hours, and it actually passed in a blink of an eye.

"But Bai Ze! Don't blame me for talking to you. You are still a bit reckless in this matter. If Pei Dapao and someone from Beijing talked for you and came forward to suppress this matter, your trouble would be overwhelming! And even so, your opinion on your handling is not very clear. Be careful in the future and don't be so impulsive. Alas, in these days, people like us who are eating kung fu should not be arrogant, otherwise one day, if you make too many enemies, you will inevitably be worried!"

Mr. Wei's voice continued to come, and a faint feeling of loss appeared in his words.

Bai Ze had known this for a long time. Since his preaching, many things he did from Chengdu to Gancheng have actually violated the interests of many people. Whether it is the US government on the other side of the ocean, the big lamas who are exiled overseas, Zhang Peixuan and Pang Laosan, the drug lords in the Golden Triangle, and the martial arts worlds of Japan and South Korea, no matter which force is said, it is shocking enough that ordinary people can't even imagine it.

But then again, Bai Ze practiced this kind of kung fu. Everything he wanted was "not guilty". He did what he should do, and there was no need to be afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back.

His punches were just open and honest. If he didn't even feel open and honest, he would definitely not be able to practice the current state.

"If you think about it, just think about it. I can't let people not think about me. Besides, they are causing trouble for me first. When things are about to come, your boss can't tell me to retreat in the end, right? If that's the case, why should I put in such a great effort to practice boxing?!" Bai Ze laughed, his eyes shining like lightning.

"That's true. What we practitioners of kung fu ask for is to move forward bravely. You are still young, unlike me who are old, you can't make progress no matter how much you practice. This kind of urgency is absolutely impossible." Mr. Wei nodded in agreement, but then changed his subject and said another truth. "But practicing sword is like being a human being. Although swordsmanship is a killing technique, it is not just a blind way to be brave and diligent. There must still be changes such as pulling out the grid, hitting the piercing point collapse, stirring and cutting the slashing and cutting the slashing. The same thing is that it does not go against the original intention and does not lose its spirit, but can do the same thing. If your swordsmanship wants to go further and not understand the facts, it is impossible. I hope my words will be of some use to you."

"Learn knowledge is all about knowledge in the world, and understanding human feelings is about articles."

When Bai Ze heard this, his expression suddenly became sober, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind. This is the case in the world, how can you practice swordsmanship be the same!

He was originally a very smart person, otherwise he would not have practiced his kung fu to this level at this age. He was still young and inevitably had many life insights and experiences were much shallower than Mr. Wei. Although he had seen many things in books before, he knew them but did not think about them carefully. He passed by them briefly, without a deep enough impression and understanding. This is also his biggest weakness now.

But similarly, Bai Ze has another biggest advantage, that is, he is good at learning all lessons and summarizing them. Whether it is practicing boxing and swords, or dealing with people, as long as it is good for him, he will absorb it.

Mr. Wei's words were obviously very touched by Bai Ze.

There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession is the top scholar. Practicing boxing and sword is a martial arts profession, which is no less noble than other professions. It is like writing. Although everyone knows how to write, if you write well, write your own style and incorporate your own spirit, you can become famous and become a family and set a precedent for a generation. For example, Zhang Xu in the Tang Dynasty had a bold personality. After one day of drunkenness, he watched Gongsun Daniang dance the Xihe sword weapon in Ye County, Henan, and thus became the god of cursive script. In his madness, a dragon and snake danced, and it became a sound after the ages.

This is enough to show that all things in the world, after reaching a certain level, are actually the same.

When Bai Ze was in the big theater before, he saw Wei Tianzi's father Guan Wei Dingsheng, and thought of the places where the sword and boxing principles were connected in martial arts. Now, when he heard Mr. Wei's consolation, he felt that he had benefited a lot from his clear mind. Even when he practiced before, he seemed to understand a lot of unknown things.

"What the old man said is very true, he has been taught!" Bai Ze was not good at speaking, but he spoke very sincerely.

"Hahaha, as long as you don't blame me for relying on my seniority." The old man heard the gratitude in Bai Ze's words and laughed very happily. "In addition, I have two other things to call you today, both of which are related to you, one is a business and the other is a private matter. Let's talk about business first."

Mr. Wei paused and his tone suddenly felt a solemn feeling: "The most troublesome thing about this time is that he provoked two masters from the martial arts circles of Japan and South Korea at the same time. Not to mention the kung fu of Nankita and Ozawa Hero themselves, but their respective forces in their own country are enough to influence many government officials, not to mention that there is an American here who was also injured by you. According to some information I have, this American named Porter Smith has a very difficult identity. He was once trained in the CIA under the name of Iverson. This time he came to China, he may be carrying some secret tasks."

"So that's how it is..." Bai Ze nodded, thinking about something else. He was in Chengdu and did a good job of Americans. Although he did it very secretly, he was found out by Mogao Grottoes and others afterwards, and it would be a matter of time before the news was reported. If this really attracted Americans to "care" for themselves, Bai Ze would not be too surprised.

"That's right, plus the thing you did in Chengdu." Mr. Wei knew it clearly, "In this way, Americans will take revenge on you, which is predictable." The old man said, his tone became heavier.

"So, the meaning of some people in Beijing is also very unfavorable to you. Even if there is no way to deal with you for some objective reasons, it will inevitably change over time. In response to this, my opinion is to ask you to join the army. As long as you have this status, you will naturally be protected by the army. The military and political separation will not only be able to deal with you, but Americans, Japanese, Koreans will definitely be afraid of you, and your troubles will be minimized."

"Oh?" Bai Ze bent his five fingers, clenched his fists, and gently flicked his nails, like five jade pieces growing from the flesh, making a clang, and the sound of gold and jade vibrates. Bloodlines kept rising and falling under the skin, and the soft flesh on his fingertips trembled. Although there was no big move, it was red like blood, very strange.

"I know that when Zhang Tingjian was in Chengdu, he once looked for you, but you refused. You don't want to be restrained in your heart. However, people are destined to have concerns in their lives, and it is impossible to truly live without restraint. Sometimes, temporary compromise is for long-term progress. However, I don't force you to do this. Everything depends on yourself. If you have this intention, you can go directly to Pei Dapao and transfer directly from university to Gancheng Military Academy. It is also very easy."

"Well, that's it, tell me to think about it!" Bai Ze did not refuse directly. The old man was kind and he must have a favor. Although he did not have the idea of ​​being recruited, since Mr. Wei opened his mouth, he could not speak too much like Zhang Tingjian. He told the old man that he could not get out of the stage.

"This is a public business, so what about a private matter?"

"As for private matters, it's Tianzi. The injuries on her body have actually gone a long time ago, and her mood has recovered a lot. Now his father is going to serve in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and wants to take her with him. Maybe he will go abroad in the future. Before leaving, I want you to see this child. After all, you are suffering from hardships. It is best to teach her a few tricks of self-defense and self-defense. If you encounter any problems in the future, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself." Mr. Wei said.

"Tell me to teach her how to defend herself?" Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, remembering the fact that Mr. Wei had no successors before, and felt sorry for her granddaughter, and was afraid that she would endure hardships, and refused to teach Wei Tianzi the family's sword skills. He couldn't help but smile: "What kind of self-defense is that? It's all tricks, what's there to practice? Besides, with you, if you are here, wouldn't you go to learn kung fu to seek far away? With your granddaughter's posture, as long as you want to practice and put in some effort, it's not too late to inherit your legacy now, right?"

"Forget it." The old man laughed and scolded on the phone: "Now there are fewer and fewer people practicing swords. No matter how good you practice, who has been walking around the streets with a sword all day long? Martial arts have declined, but in comparison, boxing is much more popular than swordsmanship, and it is just the simplest self-defense technique. Just take a few practical moves from your eagle claw grabbing to teach Tianzi."

"That's true. These days, swords and swords are all controlled equipment. After all, there are only a few people like Hai Dongqing. Practicing swords is a bit hurtful, which is indeed not very popular." Bai Zeshen agreed. "It's a pity that Tianzi is still older when practicing boxing. If you want to practice deep and meticulously, you will have to work ten times harder. But if you have some simple grasping skills, you can get started quickly, at least it will be very practical to deal with ordinary people."

"My granddaughter is a typical soft outside and strong inside. When I was a child, I also practiced some basic things with me. Don't underestimate her!" When Mr. Wei talked about Wei Tianzi, he couldn't hide his pride and pride on the phone. It was obvious that the old man really loved his granddaughter to the extreme.

"This is not difficult. If she is going to go back to school today, I will come to find her in the afternoon. Don't worry." Bai Ze immediately asked Wei Tianzi's mobile phone number again.

"Your boxing skills are far above me, the old man. Just give me some advice on Tianzi, which will be enough for her to benefit all her life. How can I not feel at ease!" The old man laughed loudly, said a few more gossips, and hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Capital International Airport.

There were a few white clouds floating on the blue sky, with no cool breeze at all. Although it was already autumn, the weather was still very hot.

Seven or eight black luxury cars were slowly parked in front of the airport lobby of the third terminal building. In the middle, there was an extended Hongqi sedan, with three top-notch SV off-road vehicles in front and back. As soon as they stopped, they attracted the attention of countless people.

After a while, the door of the SUV opened neatly, and four middle-aged men in black jumped out of each car in front and behind at the same time. They were all energetic, with deep eyes and very neat movements. They were obviously bodyguards who had been strictly trained.

Then the people scattered around and vaguely blocked the passageways around them. As soon as the door of the Hongqi car opened, a tall and slightly hunched old man walked slowly from inside.

The old man was wearing black clothes, with big hands, and his joints were extremely thick, but his skin looked very delicate, with pores faint, and his two long eyebrows were raised high, with a long face and a hooked nose. At first glance, he knew that he was an extremely cold, serious and serious person with a serious personality.

The momentum is amazing.

He glanced out of his body and walked straight into the airport hall. More than 20 bodyguards behind him surrounded him and pushed the passengers next to him away.

Although the old man was not young, he took big steps and walked, he was more steady and fast than anyone else. He seemed to just walk forward casually, but he told everyone behind him to trot and follow him quickly. Moreover, his walking posture was quite strange, with his ten-toes grabbing the ground with his feet, fast and fierce. With a slight step, he took four or five steps forward, and there was absolutely no swaying place on the upper body.

Only below the waist and hips, moving like a shaft, looking around, the eagle looks at the wolf, as if a living eagle is landing on the ground.

It seemed that he had already greeted the airport, and the group of people walked straight through the special VIP passage from the middle of the hall, without any obstacles along the way.

At the same time, over the airport, a huge roar of planes came into my ears, and a passenger plane sprayed with Japanese flag slowly fell from the sky not far away.

This is a typical Gulfstream g500 private business aircraft. Although the fuselage is only about 30 meters, which is much smaller than the general large airliner aircraft, this aircraft has undoubtedly become the preferred model of today's top wealthy people, and can be customized and produced according to customer requirements.

The big "red plaster" is sprayed with a few big words "Beichen Co., Ltd." in Japanese, and there is also a colorful cherry blossom next to it. It is obvious that it was a special trip from Japan.

The passenger plane fell on the runway, glided, and then slowly stopped. At this time, the old man with a cold expression was already on the airport bus and stopped on the side of the terminal.

In a blink of an eye, the airport door opened and the gangway was lowered. The first thing that came out was a middle-aged Japanese man in a black Taoist suit. He grabbed a samurai sword carefully wrapped in black brocade in his left hand, wearing white cotton socks on his feet, and stepping on an ancient wooden clogs. He stood at the door of the cabin, but his eyes flashed slightly. When it fell into people's eyes, it seemed like a shrill sword light flew past, and it couldn't help but make people feel cold all over.

The old man below also flashed his eyes, and his face couldn't help but twitched for a moment, then his eyes fell behind the cabin, and he saw a Korean man in his forties walking out of it. Although his breath was as deep as it was, his eyes were not so sharp. He seemed to be approachable.

Immediately afterwards, the two got off the plane one after another, and their eyes swept over the old man one after another, thinking about it, but not speaking. It was obvious that the two parties who met did not know each other.

At this time, a middle-aged man who described rigorously walked down from the cabin. He stood between the two sides in three steps at a time. Then he reached out and shook his hand hard with the old man who picked up the plane: "Master, I'm so embarrassed to be proud of you."

A smile suddenly appeared on Leng Su's face, as if a long-lost relative met. The old man let go of his hand and hugged the man in front of him: "Jinsong, you are finally willing to come back. I received your call yesterday, and the master was really happy, but we are the two of us, let's go home and tell us. You should introduce the two behind you first!"

The old man's face seemed very serious. As he spoke, he took a step back. When he looked at the two people opposite him again, the old man's waist was arching slightly unconsciously, and his hands and ten fingers began to flex and stretch without any trace.

"Good Eagle Claw Technique, the Qi and Blood have been trained to the end. If I guess well, this person should be the master of Jinsongjun, the famous Master Yue, please! I am the hero of Ozawa. This time I will come here to cause trouble for you."

At this moment, before the middle-aged man named Jinsong could introduce him, Ozawa Hero suddenly smiled and took a step forward, grabbed Yue Lao Gan's right hand, shook it gently, bent his waist slightly, and introduced himself.

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Because I couldn't take into account some work matters, I was depressed for a whole month. Fortunately, things were already quick and the new month has begun. I hope I can pick up this book again and write the story in full!! Everyone supports it!! Lao Lu will work hard too!!

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