Light, dark, transformation, elixir, gyra, god!

An Qisheng was a little immersed in his listening. These six realms were somewhat similar to his previous life in his dream, but I don’t know if it was a coincidence.

Before he got sick, his strength was almost as dark as he was one of the top among his peers.

Unfortunately, after getting sick, he did not lose his skills, but he was almost the same as losing them.

"well."

Seeing his son's slightly dim face from the rearview mirror, An Jianzhong sighed.

He is an instructor of the Xingcheng Law Enforcement Brigade and has trained countless law enforcement team members. Among them, many talented people have seen, but few are better than his son.

If it weren't for this disease, it wouldn't be impossible to even go into the dark in your lifetime.

"Because of this martial arts expo, there have been many martial arts enthusiasts who have come to Xingcheng to travel in recent days. I will participate in security later, so don't run around yourself."

An Jianzhong kicked out with a throttle and drove towards Xingcheng Martial Arts Museum.

"I know."

An Qisheng nodded.

People who practice martial arts have a strong blood and energy, and when a group of people get together, problems will easily arise.

There are many people causing trouble at the martial arts fairs in previous years, and even instructors like An Jianzhong were taken to serve as security, which shows that the leaders of Xingcheng were also very nervous.

"There are big names in this martial arts fair, so I just go and go to the mock show."

An Jianzhong said casually.

"Big man? Who is big man?"

An Qisheng was a little curious.

"Confidentiality Ordinance."

While An Jianzhong said, he was familiar with the passage through several street intersections.

After a while, I stopped in front of the martial arts museum.

At this time, the Martial Arts Expo had not been held yet, but there were already crowds of people outside. If An Jianzhong had not been to the internal passageways taken as security personnel, he would not have been able to enter.

"It's still early, you can go and have a walk on your own."

As soon as I got out of the car, An Jianzhong's cell phone rang.

"You go quickly."

An Qisheng waved his hand at him and walked towards the martial arts museum himself.

He is a native of Xingcheng. He has come to Xingcheng Martial Arts Museum for countless times, so of course he doesn’t need anyone to accompany him.

Xingcheng Martial Arts Museum was built in 9506 in Kaiyuan and has been around for more than 300 years. It is one of the earliest martial arts museums established by Daxuan.

Otherwise, with Xingcheng's specifications, it would not be its turn to hold a martial arts expo.

An Qisheng walked into the martial arts museum slowly. In the spacious hall was filled with statues of the martial artist and the great boxer who had been famous in Xingcheng for three hundred years.

There are also some manuscripts left by them during their lifetime, and their personal belongings are placed in the exhibition hall.

At this time, the expo had not started yet, and only some staff were organizing and decorating the hall.

An Jianzhong is also quite famous in Xingcheng. Most of these staff members also know An Qisheng. Although the expo is about to begin, they have no intention of chasing people.

"Now, it's time to verify my ideas."

An Qisheng took a few glances and walked towards the exhibition hall.

Walking into the exhibition hall, the staff member who was wiping the exhibition sign raised his head: "Qisheng, are you here with your dad?"

"Well, my dad is going to do it, I'll just take a walk by myself."

An Qisheng greeted him with a smile.

"I still have a job, so I won't entertain you. There have been a lot of things from the Martial Arts Museum in the exhibition hall these two days. Be careful and don't touch it."

The staff member gave a statement.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhao."

An Qisheng nodded.

The reason why he pulled An’s father to come early in the morning was that once the Martial Arts Expo began, all exhibition halls would be locked, and he could not touch them.

"By the way, Brother Zhao, is there a Mr. Gu's exhibition hall here?"

After walking two steps, An Qisheng asked as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Gu's exhibition hall is separate. It is not open to outsiders before the fair begins. Even people from the Demon City should be cleaned up, so we cannot get close to it."

Brother Zhao shook his head.

"Then I won't bother Brother Zhao."

An Qisheng frowned slightly and walked towards the depths of the exhibition hall.

I plan to find a boxing master to experiment with my ideas first, and then talk about what will happen next.

The two sides of the exhibition hall are lined up, and close to the outside is the booth of Xingcheng’s martial arts master. An Qisheng is too familiar with these and just skipped them.

A few minutes later, I stopped in front of a booth and my eyes were frozen on the portrait placed on this booth:

[Wang Honglin, male, Han nationality, unknown origin, from Kaiyuan 9480 to 9510, Mr. Wang was a person who was open and honest throughout his life and was as good as an enemy. He reached the pinnacle of his external skills in boxing, especially his good skills in the ancient family Xinyiquan, dragon and tiger grasping hands, dragon roar iron cloth shirt, hatred sky fist, iron palm, Bajiquan, Liuhe big gun]

"Is this Bajiquan?!"

An Qisheng's pupils shrank.

Bajiquan is the type of boxing in his previous life. There are actually them in this world?!

"Wang Honglin, Wang Honglin"

An Qisheng muttered several times, forcibly suppressed the boiling in his heart, reached out from the booth, and picked up the manuscript left by the master of boxing before his death.

He wants to make sure it is final.

This life overlaps with his previous life, such as Taoist Lao Tzu, Buddhist Sakyamuni, Peng Zu, Chen Tuan, Zhang Sanfeng, and it seems not surprising that there is one more Bajiquan.

But An Qisheng's heart couldn't help but beating.

Swish ~

When you open it gently, the first line of words came to your eyes. An Qisheng's heart was shocked, as if there were huge waves!

Chinese character!

Still traditional Chinese!

At this time, he was extremely sure that this Wang Honglin really came from his previous life in his dream!

Because Xuanwen and Chinese characters are two different writing systems.

[This is not the world where I am. In this world, there is no Qing Dynasty, no Ming Dynasty, no Qin Emperor and Han Wu!]

【Why did I come to this world? How should I go back?】

[Master Li, father, mother, Ping'er, God, you took everything from me!]

On the old pages, An Qisheng saw a man's anxiety, fear and finally crazy catharsis when he first arrived in another world.

"Wang Honglin is different from me. He suddenly came to Daxuan three hundred years ago!"

After scanning page by page, An Qisheng's questions were not answered, but instead he had more and more doubts.

Why can he come to this world?

How many time travelers are like Wang Honglin?

"call!"

An Qisheng let out a long sigh, staring at the manuscript in his hand, and from the perspective, the data panel appeared again:

[Wang Honglin (9480-9510)]

Buzz ~

Almost in an instant, the panel shattered suddenly.

Countless scattered streams of light flew across An Qisheng's perspective, gradually outlining a picture of stars in the sky.

Under An Qisheng's gaze, the countless stars all pulled towards him, getting closer and closer.

"Does that chasm still exist?"

An Qisheng stared at him nervously. This not only concerns the secrets of his previous life, but also determines his life and death in this life.

Huh ~

Suddenly, the scroll composed of countless "stars" shook, and began to twist and disappear like he observed Gu Changfeng!

"Is it still not possible?"

Looking at the distorted and disappearing "stars", An Qisheng's heart was cold.

Buzz ~

Just when An Qisheng was almost giving up, from his perspective, big words flashing with streaming light suddenly jumped out.

The big characters jumped forward like an elf, like a magpie bridge, crossing the invisible gap and connecting to a star!

Wilderness, scorched earth, evil dogs fighting for corpses, ancient city, small courtyard, old trees

The illusory picture gradually became real, and An Qisheng felt that his eyes seemed to have crossed time and space, and saw the great mystery three hundred years ago.
Chapter completed!