Long night,

Short time.

When the two feelings gather in a person's experience, there will be a feeling that everyone sleeps and I wake up alone, and the long night is long, because the sign of the martial arts crossing the domain is the inner direction of the kung fu, the darkness, and invisible place. It is the kung fu in the mind. The mind is gently knocked awake, as if they were sleeping before. From then on, the great hearing of heaven and earth can be seen, and the invisible secret can be felt, and only then can the great wonder of heaven and earth be seen.

Han Luo woke up at four o'clock in the morning and looked out the window independently, silently as if he was wandering thousands of miles away. Han Luo went downstairs to the old man, stood aside, and did not speak. Because he cleverly realized that the old man had often been a little confused since he came here. It was a place he knew before.

The whale looked out the window calmly, looked at the night sky, remembering something but not remembering anything, just like sparks appearing because of fire, and in this life, I am the same.

It feels like a spark, but it feels like not many years, but why hasn't ninety years passed?

Han Luo looked at Jing Xianghai and asked, "Senior, are you okay?"

"It's okay." The old man replied calmly, turned around and looked at Han Luo, and asked face to face: "If there is no arrangement today, just move freely. Anyway, we are going to live in the town these days."

Han Luo nodded and said, "Then I won't accompany my seniors today, I will go for a walk around the town and check the magnetic field of the world."

The old man nodded.

Han Luo turned around and left the old man, washed up, put on his clothes, and went out.

Han Luo walked out of the hotel, looked at the crescent-white sky in the east, and squinted for a while. At this time, there was no one, so he kicked his legs and ran south.

To the south of the town is a gentle area with hills undulating, with seven or eight, and a green grass area is located in the distance. Han Luo is here, closed his eyes and let the morning light shine on him, as if he is spreading his arms and wandering, and the messages are perceived by his body.

The magnetic field here is long, with delicate passages flowing like water, and it is so harmonious that there are few miscellaneous places, as if it can unite everything by raising your arms and shouting.

Han Luo kept moving, sensing different information at different locations. The information in each area was different. In some places, needles would appear on their bodies. In some places, when they arrived, the qi in their bodies suddenly became enthusiastic and they would travel in their bodies.

This is the hidden secret of heaven and earth.

Not visible, not visible.

If we answer it with science, it means that the magnetic field particles were perceived by the martial artist. The scientific community can only use exquisite instruments to query the hidden stories of the world. The martial artist believes that the human body is the most unfathomable natural life instrument given to humans by nature. It is not just empty talk to prove the body and the way of heaven. Realm perception is not nothing.

Han Luo searched the hidden secrets of the world and explored the information here, and was at ease in his heart. He had a preliminary judgment on the place, and then he observed whether it was in line with the information of the world he had detected. This was how the old man taught how to use the dark energy on the road. It turned out that dark energy was not just used to hit and hurt people. Just like atoms, the energy was infinite, and humans could only use it as the most superficial use, and could not change. The dark energy was infinite, but the martial artist had limited cognition. Some abilities were not used at all. Only the top martial arts masters who had proved the transformation of the three, as well as the principles of mutual conversion and the areas of focus.

The sun shines, and the morning light shines, which is probably around six o'clock in the morning.

Han Luo found a comfortable area and slowly moved his fist here. The five elements of Xingyi, the cracks, drills and cannons were everywhere, each with its strength. Han Luo's feet were as solid as roots, step by step, as if they were piled up on steel, and the earth was as steel. When he raised his feet, there was a void everywhere, and there was nothing, as light as clear as a floating one.

Flash and move.

Avoid and let go.

Boxing is not about practicing the postures you see on the surface, but about integrating the "god and body" you already have through a series of postures to make it familiar with it. It is about using one's own strength, not the boxing skills.

Martial arts is to know oneself, not to know boxing.

After all, it is pointing to yourself.

…………………

After Han Luo finished his boxing, he returned to the town.

In this North American town, there are uncles from hot dog shops, blonde waiters from coffee shops, and children jumping. All of this seems to be different from the land of China in addition to body shape. There are also laughter and etiquette and humility here. It is just another way.

Han Luo looked at these scenes of life and observed the breath of life of the people here. His eyes, expressions, shapes, mouths, and emotions were deeply aware of the fundamental differences between foreign lands and China.

One is the ancient country in the East, the land of China.

One is a symbol of the prosperity of modern Western civilization.

The West pays attention to scientific and technological civilization and external objects. The East pays attention to its own cultivation and often abandons external objects.

This is the difference between two simple civilizations.

Han Luo thought about it, if it was true as Puer Bode said, if the best civilizations of mankind gathered together...

Han Luo realized, experienced, and lived, the cultural source of this North American land.

This world seems to be increasingly accepting him.

Not excluding.

The magnetic field is fused.

Because in Han Luo's mind, North American culture is becoming clearer and clearer, it is no longer as simple and literal as seen in the book.

The information here will not be recorded clearly, and the text will not be recorded. North American locals evaluate North America's evaluations.

"The martial artists who are holding guns and practicing boxing in North America are restricted everywhere. The martial artists are declining. Because the martial artists there, except for some boxers who can act alone and have the ability to avoid gunshots, the martial artists below the underworld are actually to increase their ability to shoot. The martial artists have long disappeared."

In the sun, Han Luo remembered what Chen Nangxin said to him in the sun.

…………………

China’s land.

Chenjia Village.

Chen Wuxiang stood in the yard, posing in Tai Chi.

Chen Wenxiang, who was standing beside him, was calm and watched his walking.

Chen Donxin looked at Chen Wuxiang calmly. The essence of Tai Chi has been integrated into nine points, which is quite the shadow of his past.

"Vajra pounding pellet."

Chen Wenxiang silently recited the next move of Chen Wuxiang in his mind.

"Buzz!"

The breath sinks, one foot shakes the ground, teeth bite into the five internal organs, and force is abusive to the underground.

Tai Chi Chen Wuxiang!

Chen Wenxiang smiled, "Yes, after a year or two, he can fight with him." Suddenly, he looked at the courtyard that had been familiar with for more than 30 years, and for no reason he remembered the skills of the young man who came to the courtyard a few years ago.

I feel a little itchy now.

Chen Wenxiang's heart was swinging, and the boxing intention was brewing in his body. He was a little expectant and fascinated: "Wu Xiang, Han Luo, I look forward to you entering the magic power. We will practice our hands well when we take time to party!"

Chen Wenxiang remembered the Chinese martial arts that grandfather mentioned, which was actually regarded as the "outside martial arts world" by the Chinese martial arts world. Although they adhered to many old rules and boxing techniques, for Chinese martial arts men, Chen Wenxiang felt that the ten people in the world evaluated by the "outside martial arts world" had a level.

But as a martial artist, Chen Wenxiang felt that there was actually no longer the atmosphere of martial arts.

China has also lost a lot.

Martial arts.

Because this time and space are not the time and space that were five or six hundred years ago.

Chen Wenxiang recalled grandpa’s evaluation of the Chinese martial arts world.

'In the world, in China, Cao Zhenglei and I are the top players in the north and south, and my grandfather knows that many martial artists in China are unwilling to be famous, and they are all nameless all their lives."

‘There must be people in China who can compete with me, Chen Dangxin, who I don’t know in the areas I don’t know.’
Chapter completed!