“Qi Dao Society...”

An Qisheng's gaze flickered.

Hearing the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening. Throughout history, how many people, knowing the road ahead is vague, still move forward. Call them foolish if you will, or stubborn.

Such people are extremely pure.

He reckoned he couldn't reach that level, but he still had some respect for such people in his heart.

This Potter, although a foreigner, in his opinion, was more like a Da Xuan person than many Da Xuan people.

"You're somewhat interesting. You're about to die, yet you still care about the power to transcend the mortal?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were playful, showing a hint of interest.

He didn't attack again. His stamina was precious, and a dying man wasn't worth him attacking again.

After thinking about it, he said lightly:

"I don't understand the so-called kung fu martial arts of your world, but martial arts initially are nothing more than tempering muscles, bones, skin, flesh, viscera, marrow, and blood through various means. If the physical body is similar, true qi can be produced. Once true qi emerges, it's another world."

Speaking here, he paused:

"With your physique, it's more than enough to generate true qi, but unfortunately, this world has no heaven and earth spiritual qi."

True qi is formed when the human body is strong to a certain extent, integrating the spiritual qi of heaven and earth with one's own internal force. One part is in the person, and nine parts are in the heavens. Both are indispensable.

Without the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, it is impossible to derive true qi at all.

It was also because this world had no spiritual qi that his true qi was getting less and less, and the injuries to his physical body could not be healed for a long time. Even every move he made consumed a great deal of physical strength.

"Qi..."

Potter muttered to himself.

He was no stranger to the word qi. Although he was from the British Empire, he learned orthodox Da Xuan boxing techniques and had a deep understanding of Da Xuan culture.

He knew that in Da Xuan culture, whether it was Buddhist, Taoist, or Confucian classics, this word qi was indispensable.

But for more than ten years, he had traveled all over Da Xuan, Three-India, Fusang, and South Korea, but had not found any trace of 'qi'.

'Qi' seemed to not exist at all.

"True qi..."

An Qisheng kept in mind everything Tong Zhengyang said.

This mysterious man had no intention of passing on his cultivation technique, but he might not be able to obtain it.

When that time came, he would have to see if he really couldn't cultivate 'qi'.

"When true qi is formed, meridians can be outlined in the body, merging with the heaven and earth as one. If true qi is infinite and boundless, then the qi meridians will be achieved."

Tong Zhengyang waved his hand as he spoke:

"It's useless to say more. You can go find a piece of graveyard, so you don't have to expose your corpse in the wilderness."

This person's heart for seeking the Dao was quite firm, but that had nothing to do with him. He had no interest in wasting his strength, nor did he intend to pass on his secrets for him to try.

If your path is cut off, what does it have to do with me?

"Thank you for your explanation."

Potter cupped his fist slightly:

"May I ask your name?"

"Your kung fu is considered top-notch in this world, so you are qualified to know my name."

Tong Zhengyang responded lightly:

"I am Tong Zhengyang."

"Tong Zhengyang..."

Potter took a deep breath, turned and walked into the night, gradually disappearing.

Compared to when he came, his steps became slower, but there was more of an unusual taste.

Vaguely, An Qisheng felt that Potter would not die.

Thinking about it, he sighed in his heart.

Potter was already a Grandmaster who had achieved great success in Gang Jin, and may even have seen the divine, but he was still not this person's opponent. I'm afraid that even if Mu Longcheng came, he wouldn't be this person's opponent either.

However, this Tong Zhengyang only needed to exert one more point of strength to kill Potter on the spot, but he didn't do so.

Having seen his ruthless methods, An Qisheng couldn't help but feel a bit strange.

Thinking about how he had to swallow a handful of military rations pills before taking action.

Perhaps, the injuries on his body were more serious than imagined...

"You seem to be quite interested in these things as well?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes fell on An Qisheng, with a smile that was not a smile.

Unlike what An Qisheng thought, although his serious injuries prevented him from exerting his full strength, he could still suppress and kill that white man with a little more effort.

It's just that his consumption was too great, and he didn't want to waste his physical strength randomly.

"Would you tell me?"

An Qisheng patted his ragged clothes, with no intention of pursuing the matter.

"Hehe."

Tong Zhengyang swallowed a few more military ration pills, pinched the flat pocket, and muttered to himself:

"There's not much left..."

........

The sky was dimly lit, and the morning dew was heavy under the night.

In the pickup truck beside the highway, Li Yan hadn't slept all night, and his eyes were red.

Squeak~

With the tires rubbing violently against the ground, Wang Anfeng pushed the car door open and walked down, his face extremely ugly.

Knowing that Shi Xinlu and the two were killed, and An Qisheng's life and death were unknown, he also hadn't slept all night.

He drove over to chase after them.

"My older sister called and said that a dangerous person might be smuggling across the border, and asked me to go back, but I refused..."

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, his temples throbbing:

"Brother An was invited by me. If he doesn't die, I will save him. If he dies, no matter who it is, I will kill him!"

"You're quite brave, you even dare to resist your older sister."

Li Yan marveled.

Wang Anfeng was different from him. He had lived under Wang Zhixuan's protection since he was a child. Wang Zhixuan always said one, and he didn't dare to say two. If she told him to go east, he wouldn't dare to go west.

Now he actually dared to disobey his older sister's orders, which surprised him.

"If I go back to the country like this, what face will I have to see Brother An's parents?"

Wang Anfeng's face was very unsightly:

"Everyone only has one life, no one is superior to anyone else."

"You..."

Li Yan rubbed his face and helplessly changed the subject:

"Has Dr. Wang's injury healed? Who is the dangerous person she mentioned?"

"I don't know, she only said that the person who came was extremely dangerous and told you and me to return to the country quickly."

Wang Anfeng shook his head and gritted his teeth:

"Don't change the subject. In any case, I must find Brother An, alive or dead!"

"Young Master Li, the Thai side has confirmed that An Qisheng is not dead and has fallen into the hands of the criminals who killed Grandmasters Shi Xinlu and Shi Xinwu."

At this time, Wang Hu strode over and handed a laptop to Li Yan.

"Mm."

Li Yan took the computer, and surveillance videos were playing on it.

"Where is the person?"

Wang Anfeng squeezed over.

"This man in black..."

Li Yan frowned, his heart skipping a beat:

"Anfeng, take a look, is this man in black the one we saw at your and my older sister's place?"

"Which one?"

Wang Anfeng hadn't reacted yet.

Li Yan tapped the keyboard a few times, opened one of the surveillance videos, zoomed in, and pulled it closer:

"Look at this person, does he look like the mysterious person who caused the major casualties in the Golden Eagle Country?"

"What?"

Wang Anfeng's face changed.

Just as he was about to say something, Li Yan's phone rang.

"Dr. Wang?"

Li Yan's face tightened as he answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhixuan's voice was very cold:

"You two immediately get back to the country! The following matters are not something you can interfere with!"

With just one sentence, she hung up the phone.

Wang Zhixuan knew that compared to her troublesome younger brother, Li Yan was much smarter and knew what to do.

Sure enough, Wang Zhixuan hung up the phone.

Wang Anfeng still wanted to say something, but Li Yan slapped him unconscious and dragged him into the car.

"Notify everyone, let's go!"

Li Yan's expression was solemn.

He knew what kind of person Wang Zhixuan was. For her to be so serious, the enemy was probably beyond imagination.

........

On a mountain in the Yunnan-Myanmar border, Wang Zhixuan's face was cold.

After taking a plane from Fusang back to Da Xuan, they also received a video from the Thai police almost at the same time and knew who that person was.

Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged on a large rock and had just hung up a phone call.

"Potter is seriously injured."

Gu Changsheng's eyes rippled:

"He should have met that...mysterious person."

"To be discovered, Potter's injuries..."

Wang Zhixuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

She knew very well that top world experts like Potter were secretive, and ordinary people couldn't find his tracks at all.

Unless the injuries were really serious.

Gu Changsheng's expression was a little strange:

"Not only was he discovered, but he's in the hospital..."