Liao Junhua's family lived in the compound of the military region, and it was heavily guarded, but Wang Chao still lurked in casually.
At that time, Liao Junhua was sitting quietly on his bed. It should have been the most sensitive time, but he didn't realize it at all. It can be seen that Wang Chao's body skills are indeed not much different from ghosts.
It wasn't until Wang Chao stood in front of his bed that Liao Junhua felt the wind moving in the room, so he opened his eyes. He was shocked, and when he saw Wang Chao clearly, he was beyond shocked. But Wang Chao didn't say anything, just asked him to arrange to be interviewed by the leader.
Liao Junhua also knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so he reported to the superior the next day. At noon, several cars drove into the compound of the military area, and then dozens of sharp-eyed military guards came down , Liao Junhua invited Wang Chao into the car.
The inside of the car Wang Chao was sitting in was so tightly packed that he couldn't see the outside scenery at all, and the driver's cab and the rear row were separated by a metal plate, so people couldn't see what the driver in front was doing.
Sitting in such a car, it seems to be completely isolated from the outside world. Can't hear outside, can't see outside.
When Wang Chao casually got in, he squeezed the closed car door and found that it was as hard as tungsten steel. Even with a chainsaw, the drill bit is difficult to break. If he exerted all his strength, he could blast away, but he didn't do that. Instead, he sat leisurely in the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind.
There are soft lights in the car, and the leather sofa is very comfortable to sit on.
Wang Chao also felt that the car was driving extremely smoothly. If it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to feel the car moving at all. Obviously, the driver's skills and the performance of the car had reached a perfect level.
I don't know how long it took in the solid, isolated carriage. The car stopped suddenly, and then turned a corner, as if it had entered somewhere. Finally stopped.
Then, silently, the car door was opened from the outside, strong sunlight came in, and there was a vivid sound of chirping birds in my ears.
Wang Chao got out of the car and found that the place he was in was a yard. Inside the yard was shaded by big trees, and the birds were singing happily on the trees. The surrounding area was surrounded by red walls and glazed tiles, which were tall and big. The car came through a deep arched door. Drive into the yard.
Looking out of the courtyard arch, there are still red walls, layered upon layer, and there are two soldiers in military uniforms standing motionless on both sides of the courtyard, like sculptures of soldiers.
At this time, Wang Chao had the feeling of being in an ancient deep palace compound, not knowing the north, south, east, and west.
Since his debut, he has gone through many dragons and tigers' lairs. But he didn't feel a rush of majesty like today.
This courtyard, with red walls and glazed tiles, is stacked on top of each other. There are not too many guards, and there is no murderous look like the Hongmen Banquet. But Wang Chao always felt a kind of majesty from the dark, which made any powerful person feel a sense of oppression in his heart. This is a sense of historical precipitation, and there is also a sense of oppression given by the highest authority.
"plz follow me."
A young man in a suit with no expression on his face saw Wang Chao get out of the car, uttered four simple words, and led the way.
Wang Chao followed into the house behind the yard, and saw a few people sitting on a separate sofa in the living room, an old man leaning towards the south, and under the rest, sat a lieutenant general and a major general. , a man in plain clothes.
When the three people saw Wang Chao coming in, Wang Chao could clearly feel their heartbeat fluctuating violently.
These three are Wang Chao's acquaintances, the lieutenant general is Wu Wenhui, the major general is Liu Mubai, and the one in plain clothes is Wu Yunlong!
"Young man, sit down. Don't be reserved." When the old man saw Wang Chao coming in, he gently raised his hand and greeted him with a very gentle expression.
Wang Chao took a look at the old man and felt that he looked familiar, so he felt that he had seen it on TV sometimes. Wang Chao doesn't watch TV very much, especially when he's abroad. But this old man made him feel familiar, obviously because he appeared more frequently.
Of course he would not be restrained, but casually sat on the sofa in the west, very calm.
Seeing Wang Chao sitting like a Buddha sitting on a lotus platform, the old man couldn't help but nodded secretly.
"Xiao Wu, it seems that you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities in your work." The old man said something casually to Wu Wenhui again. Wu Wenhui's expression became ugly and he stood up: "You didn't do your job well."
Looking at all this, Wang Chao was clear in his heart. He knew what the old man meant to Wu Wenhui when he said that the work was not done well. Wu Wenhui was in charge of monitoring Wang Chao's actions, but Wang Chao came to Beijing unknowingly. A loud slap was drawn.
"Sit down, Xiao Wu, I won't talk about your work today, and your work is not reported to me, so don't be too restrictive." The old man pressed Wu Wenhui's hand again, and Wu Wenhui sat down, his expression still ugly.
"Xiao Wang, right? We met once, I wonder if you still remember?" the old man said to Wang Chao.
"Have you seen it?" Wang Chao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered that that time in Zhu Jia's community, when he was practicing boxing in the morning, he had indeed seen this old man, but he didn't notice it at the time, until now I remembered it when I saw it.
"Yes." Wang Chao remembered, nodded, and looked at Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong beside him.
Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai didn't look at him, but each looked elsewhere. But Wang Chao clearly felt that the spirits of these two top masters were completely placed on him, and they carried extremely strong hostility.
Seeing this situation, Wang Chao smiled naturally.
"Well, the eight winds can't be blown, and you sit on a purple golden lotus. Among young people, I have never seen someone as calm as you, Xiao Wang. No wonder you have very good career achievements." The old man nodded, "Mubai , Yunlong, and you all practice martial arts. I know this. I myself have seen some famous masters. When I was young, I saw Du Xinwu, and even Chen Yingning from the Taoist Association practiced golden pills and did things like immortality. People, I have seen it too. I heard people say, Xiao Wang, you are young, but you have already practiced golden pills, and you have a lot of supernatural powers, which makes me, who has lived a long time, very curious. What is the secret of Jin Dan?"
"Practice golden pill?"
Rao Wang Chao was extremely calm, he was stunned when he heard the old man's words. Even Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai, and Wu Wenhui were taken aback. No one knew that this old man would actually talk about it!
Wang Chao originally thought that this old man would talk to him about some things about overseas Chinese and some things about the martial arts conference, but he didn't expect that this old man would not talk about anything, but first talked about the golden core supernatural power!
"Poor Ye Banxu, who doesn't ask the common people and asks ghosts and gods..."
Rao Wang Chao, who is illiterate, can't help but think of two well-known poems.
These two poems are written by Li Shangyin about Emperor Wen of Han summoning Jia Yi. In the Han Dynasty, Jia Yi was talented in governing the country. After hearing about it, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty summoned him into the palace to talk about things at night, but he didn't talk about common people, but asked about ghosts and gods.
The current situation of Wang Chao is exactly the same as this.
Not only did Wang Chao think so, but he also read it out of his mouth. When these two sentences came out, no matter whether it was Wu Wenhui or Liu Mubai, Wu Yunlong was almost shocked.
Saying these two poems in front of the old man is no less than slapping his face on the spot! Even Wu Yunlong couldn't help giving Wang Chao a thumbs up in his heart.
"As expected of being the number one expert in the world, so courageous, so courageous..."
The old man was also stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly he was not angry. Instead, he laughed loudly: "If you don't ask the common people, ask the ghosts and gods, Yuxi laughs at Han Wenjun. Please see that there are no talented people in the Xuan room, and thousands of witches and gus have died. Hanwen Emperor asked I understand the ghosts and gods, and I am safe and sound. On the contrary, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not ask the ghosts and gods. In his later years, a witchcraft case happened, and his son and wife were killed. Xiao Wang, do you think so?"
"Huh? Makes sense, makes sense. I don't have much culture, and my high school diploma is barely enough. I don't talk about history, I don't talk about poetry, I talk about Jindan, I talk about Jindan..." Wang Chao listened to the old man's rebuttal, but he couldn't help it. Without words, his martial arts are the best in the world, but his culture, history, and poetry are really not flattering, so he is no match for the old man.
"Actually, it's just chatting today. Those who practice martial arts or those who practice golden pills are all traditional culture. Back then, Chen Yingning talked about cultivating immortals to save the country, but she was not allowed to engage in feudal and superstitious things, but neither could old things. Throwing, we must get rid of the dross and extract the essence, so we can’t beat him to death with a single stick. Except for Xiao Wu, all the people sitting here are the highest achievers of traditional culture. Let’s talk, let’s talk.”
Seeing Wang Chao's expression, the old man smiled.
"Is it just chatting..." Wang Chao suddenly understood that when the old man saw him, he didn't talk about other things, he only talked about traditional culture, martial arts, golden pills, which was equivalent to an interview. There is nothing to talk about.
When the old man saw himself, it was equivalent to a statement.
"Our Sports Committee engages in martial arts, all of which are fighting and practicing some movements. But I saw Chen Yingning and a group of people practicing Jindan, but they were lucky in meditation. Practicing qigong, we were in the 1980s, and we had a wave of qigong craze for the whole people. I I also often practice Taijiquan, but I want to ask you, a master of Jindan, about meditation luck, what meridians, whether it is true or not."
The old man chatted casually, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
"Luck is nothing more than moving the blood of the whole body to any place. There is luck in meditation, but it is very difficult. Few people can learn it. Meditation is a skill that pays attention to the mind. The human heart is like a monkey, moving around. Go, the mind is like a wild horse. This is what the mind is like a wild horse. The mind of a monkey and a wild horse can only direct the muscles of one's arms, but not the blood of the body. When sitting in meditation, one must first gather one's heart and become emptiness. When people's thoughts are gathered and calmed down, they will gain insight into the subtleties and control the blood in the body. However, if you really sit in meditation, your mind will be clear, and monks who have practiced for decades can't do it, and ordinary people can't do it. So Generally speaking, meditation luck is fake, even if it is real, you can’t practice it. But boxing is a half-hearted effort, and it is much easier to rely on the assistance of posture.”
Wang Chao talked eloquently, just like the great gods who talked about the way of gods in front of the emperor in ancient times.
"It's like sitting in meditation. You want to pour blood on your hands, making your hands red and red. You can't control it at all. However, with the help of posture, you can sink your shoulders and elbows, and the blood will naturally flow to your hands. This is the essence of posture." It works wonderfully. The so-called 'shouldering the shoulders and dropping the elbows to the hands'."
Wang Chao gestured.
Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong glanced at each other. They are experts in boxing, so they naturally understand this kind of truth, but now in front of Wang Chao, they are not easy to talk about. Nothing else, Wang Chao's boxing is better than theirs. They retorted, Wang Chao only needs to say, let's practice, then the two of them will be out of luck.
"Okay, good. Insightful. It's like a hut suddenly opened up." The old man listened, admired a few words, and stood up, "It's noon, let's have a meal here, and then you can talk to Junhua about some specific things He is responsible for all the work."
The meaning of the old man is obvious. After eating, this conversation can be over.
"Alright." Wang Chao was clear-eyed and did not delay.
When eating, it is a simple, bright, clean and spotless internal restaurant, and the dishes are also simple, but more refined. Wang Chao, the old man, Wu Yunlong, and Liu Mubai were all sitting at the same table. During the meal, the old man and Wang Chao chatted casually, talking about family matters, and still didn't talk about any specific matters about the martial arts conference.
Wang Chao answered casually, talking eloquently.
At this time, there was a sudden noise of children outside the quiet restaurant, and then a five or six-year-old boy jumped in, followed by a girl.
"Huh? Is that you?"
At this moment, the girl saw Wang Chao at a glance. Surprised.
Wang Chao also recognized this girl, who was Cao Jingjing's good friend Su Xiaoyue yesterday.
"This Su Xiaoyue is not easy! She can come and go here freely?" Wang Chao was also surprised.
"Grandpa, grandpa." At this moment, the little boy walked up to the old man and shouted.
"Don't disturb grandpa." Su Xiaoyue quickly grabbed the little boy.
"You can't catch me, I'm Ultraman..." Seeing Su Xiaoyue go to catch him, the little boy quickly jumped away, making an Ultraman gesture with his hand, which made Su Xiaoyue dumbfounded.
After Wang Chao saw it, his heart moved slightly, and he waved his hand: "Kid, let's not learn Ultraman, we learn something more powerful than Ultraman."
"What is more powerful than Ultraman?" The little boy stopped and looked at Wang Chao.
"Of course it's a fairy." Wang Chao smiled and patted his hands lightly. He casually dropped a porcelain bowl on the table and landed on the ground within two meters without any bumps.
"Look, I'm a fairy, and I can spit flying swords. I'm stronger than Ultraman." Wang Chao opened his mouth slightly while speaking, and a white light shot out from his mouth, just hitting the porcelain bowl, and it collapsed! The porcelain bowl burst. scattered on the ground.
This time, Wang Chao just exhaled slightly, and did not use all his strength to utter the sound of Zha, which did not bother his brain. If he pronounced Zha, he could exhale and kill people within two meters, and the power would be at least ten times greater. But now I am teasing the child, lest the child learn Ultraman and just break the porcelain bowl.
"Sword Immortal!" Everyone present was stunned, especially Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai. Even if their fists entered the way of alchemy, deep fear flashed in their eyes.
"Mubai, Yunlong. You guys have been in contact with Chang Mei recently. Originally, I wanted to kill him with this move at the Martial Arts Conference, but now that I think about it, I dominate the world and are invincible. It would be lonely to kill him all at once. , I’ll trouble you both to tell him, so that he can be prepared.” Wang Chao said to Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai.
The faces of the two were extremely ugly.
"Immortal, Feijian, I don't want to learn Ultraman anymore, I want to learn about Immortal. Are you Uncle Immortal?" The boy didn't understand what Wang Chao said, but just stared blankly, then suddenly ran over and grabbed him. Wang Chao's clothes were shaking vigorously.
"Of course I'm a fairy." Wang Chao touched the little boy's head and smiled gently.
Su Xiaoyue was also shocked when she saw this scene.
"Hey, as expected, there are talented people from all over the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years." The old man looked at it, but he was not surprised, but just sighed, "When I was young, I watched Du Xinwu perform, and I also watched Li Yaochen, Wu Tu The performances of martial arts masters like Nan Nan are not as magical as yours."