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Chapter 618

Xu Guangling's superb master-level skills, which the two old men called "the power of gods and ghosts", were used for the first time on a large scale, but they were used to kill insects and ants.

Really...

Well, Xu Guangling was really speechless.

Even though we had planted trees, moved trees, opened mountains and set up formations before, we didn't use them so frequently.

However, it cannot be said that it is useless. After all, there is no technical content in moving trees, but now taking photos of all kinds of insects and ants in the air, on the ground, and underground is really very particular about detail control.

So, this is considered practice?

Just like practicing control day after day in the uninhabited land and Kunlun Mountains.

And thinking of the Kunlun Mountains, a shadow flashed across Xu Guangling's mind. The world is so big and the rivers and lakes are so far away, how many people like him, her, and them are there?

Ten? Hundred? Thousand? Ten thousand?

Or even more?

Sometimes Mr. Chen would tell Xu Guangling stories about "jiangs and lakes", but in fact, this generation of martial arts master with a rough atmosphere was more familiar with temples, just like Mr. Zhang.

"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs."

There is a lyric that says this.

The reality is that there are no mountains and no seas. The word "jianghu", taken alone, seems to be a very vicissitudes of life and poetic word. But based on Xu Guangling's experience in the past few years -

I got acquainted with Mr. Dashajia in Jianghu.

I met two old people in Jianghu.

I got to know Mr. Xu, the director of the research institute, in Jianghu.

I met Lao Tan and Lao Lin from the forest protection station in Jianghu.

I met Zheng Qin and the Ito sisters in Jianghu.

I got to know Mr. Wei while still in Jianghu.



These are all arenas.

Tell these experiences, string them together into stories, and tell them to others. This is the world. It is best to add some wind, rain, snow and frost to make it more interesting.

But for itself.

Is this Jianghu?

As promised...

What about the poetry and vicissitudes of life mentioned?

Then we will probably have to wait many, many years.

Many, many years later, Master Dashajia is old. The three of them are sitting together in a place. It could be a stone table in the mountains, a restaurant in a busy city, or an old locust tree with the cicadas chirping.

Under the tree.

At that time, they talked about the same thing over drinks?

Or maybe a few years later, Lao Tan's daughter got married and he went to have a drink. The little girl from back then had grown up and would soon have sons and daughters of her own.

Xu Guangling thought of Du Fu's poem, "To the Eight Virtues of the Guard", which is roughly equivalent to today's Xu Guangling's poem to Lao Tan:

Life without meeting each other is like participating in business.

Tonight or any other night, we share the light of this lamp and candle.

How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair will turn gray.

Visiting the old man is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.

How could I know that after twenty years, I went to the Junzi Hall again.

In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.

Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from.

The questions and answers are not over yet, so I drive the children to drink wine.

It rains at night to cut spring leeks, and the yellow beams in the new cooking room.

The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would be tiring to drink ten glasses of wine in one fell swoop.

Even if I drink ten glasses of wine, I won’t get drunk, and my feelings will grow deliberately.

Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.

This is very Jianghu.

On this day and night, Xu Guangling's heart was ups and downs, and he thought a lot.

Then he went through all the consciousness in his mind from birth to this moment. The fast part was like a horse running in the wind, the thunder and lightning, and the slow part was like sitting in the deep night, counting the stars, and sitting in the warm sunshine.

Down, raise your palms to observe the lines.

This review belongs to Xu Guangling, the secular Xu Guangling.

This ability to look back belongs to extraordinary beings, extraordinary beings who have incredible knowledge of the sea and can see every detail of it.

When the review was over, Xu Guangling, who belonged to the great master, returned, and then, like a master, examined his own conscious world.

Consciousness splitting!

The part about the "Path of the Grand Master" was separated separately.

Tai Chi, Eight-Style Sanshou, Kai Tian Bu, Five Finger Exercises, many boxing techniques, I learned a lot from Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen.

Fuxi Jue, Shennong Jue, Xuanyuan Wangqi Jue, Guiyuan Xiji Fundamental Technique, Su Nu Tongxin Jue, the Grand Master System, the third-level and nine-level system before the Grand Master, the things in the Qinghua Baozhuan, and the journey along the way

Come on, what Xu Guangling accomplished on his own.

All of these constitute the field of consciousness of the "Grand Master's Path".

Then, as the core, it occupies the most central position in Xu Guangling's conscious world.

When this point was established, Xu Guangling's conscious world subsequently produced extremely complicated and complex exfiltrations and deductions.

The field of consciousness on the path of the Grand Master is like a black hole, pulling in all other consciousnesses, and in this pulling, countless thoughts and ideas collide and form in Xu Guangling's world of consciousness.

The plums are left with sour teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens.

When the day is long, I fall asleep with no thoughts, watching children catching willow flowers.

This is a very common little poem, written by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty, titled "Rising from a nap in early summer".

Just such a poem, at this moment, along with many other contents in my mind, is being stripped away and splashed out by the realm of consciousness on the path of the great master.

The Great Master's Path + "Relaxing in Early Summer and Taking a Nap".

Then, what appeared in Xu Guangling's consciousness was, "Why do you have no thoughts when you wake up after a long day? What state was your body and mind in at that time?"

The Great Master's Path + "Inscription on the Humble Room".

The Path of the Great Master + "The Theory of Love and Lotus".

The Path of the Great Master + "Reference Object".

The Road to the Grand Master + "Acid-base Neutralization Reaction".



Countless collisions, countless interpretations, and countless ideas, like newly blooming grass buds in the mountains and fields when the spring breeze blows, appeared all over the mountains and fields in Xu Guangling's conscious world.

A snap of the fingers is twenty moments, a moment is twenty thoughts, and in one thought, there are thousands of thoughts.

Xu Guangling was immersed in these thousands of thoughts.

Time seems to become extremely slow, as if it is stretching infinitely and tends to stand still.

The scene outside him was as clear as a ray in Xu Guangling's instinctive perception.

For example, the sky gradually turns brighter from night to dawn, then the sky becomes brighter, and then the fiery red sun rises from the distant horizon. The light shines through the treetops and through the gaps in the forest, casting light spots one after another on the ground.

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For example, the sun gradually rose, but he was still sitting and lying under a big tree that only a few people could hug, motionless.

For example, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen were surprised not to see him this morning, and then they came here.

For example, when Mr. Wei came over, he came here also very strangely.

For another example, the morning gradually passes, the afternoon gradually comes, so that evening comes, late night comes, the next day comes, the third day comes...

Xu Guangling was still sitting there, eyes slightly closed, motionless.

When the two old men came to see him, he raised his hand slightly and made a gesture that was roughly "I'm fine" and "Don't disturb me". Then, he was still immersed in the world of consciousness and couldn't bear to interrupt it at all.

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The experience was wonderful.

Xu Guangling is not sure whether he can return to such an incredible "cooperation of all things" once it is interrupted.

It's probably fine.

But it is also possible that after interruption and continuation, the situation before will be different.

There was nothing important outside of him, so Xu Guangling just stayed like this, immersed in it all the time.

One day, another day.

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