It was a severe winter night, the sky was black and purple, and the earth was silvery white.
Yuan Qi came out of a tavern, a little drunk, and walked into a secluded street.
Today is his thirtieth birthday.
Thirty-year-old Yuan Qi is still a third-rate figure in the world.
In terms of appearance, he is considered ordinary, not handsome.
In terms of wisdom, he can be considered sensible, but not smart.
As for martial arts qualifications... he is indeed better than ordinary people. It's a pity that his master is a third-rate figure like him, and can only teach him some superficial kung fu.
All in all... he is a man with mediocre appearance, mediocre intelligence, and mediocre martial arts.
In the arena, people like him will probably never make it to the top.
If someone had said to him at that time - "You can be the leader of the martial arts in the future", then he would definitely think it was a joke, or even a kind of mockery.
Well, someone actually said that...
It was a blind fortune teller, with a hunchbacked figure and a face full of sores.
On this cold winter night, the blind man was still sitting at a tattered square table by the side of the road, holding a long streamer, waiting for guests to come to his door.
Yuan Qi who was passing by saw the blind man, so he walked over and sat down at the table.
"Sir, it's late at night." Yuan Qi said.
"So what?" The blind man's voice was very strange, it was very hoarse, as if someone was pinching his neck.
"There is no one on the street anymore." Yuan Qi said.
"I know." The blind man replied, "I can hear it."
Yuan Qi shook his head with a smile: "Sir, I have some scattered silver here, you can take it back..."
"I'm not begging for food." The blind man knew what Yuan Qi meant, so he interrupted him directly.
Yuan Qi curled his lips, thinking that the blind man was a bit clueless, but after thinking about it, he felt that the blind man had a bit of character.
"Then... Sir, please do the fortune telling for me." Yuan Qi thought for a while and then said.
"Okay, what do you want to ask?" asked the blind man.
"Heh..." Yuan Qi laughed.
He didn't want to count his fate at first, but he just looked at the pity of the blind man... It was still blowing on the street in the cold. So I want to give him some silver to let him go back.
But right now he can forget it if he doesn't want to, so Yuan Qi replied casually, "Then I'll just ask about Qian Cheng."
For the fortune teller business. Yuan Qi also has some understanding... This is the art of speaking, paying attention to observing words and expressions, and specious and false.
It is very difficult to make a living like this with empty teeth. Praise, coax, provoke, scare... Different people have different coping methods. If you want to eat this bowl of rice, you must prepare at least dozens of sets of established rhetoric; not only must you memorize it fluently. You also have to know how to adapt. If you speak well, it is not difficult to earn some money to live on; but if you speak wrongly, it is not difficult to get paid, and it is common to be beaten and scolded.
Yuan Qi has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, has dealt with all kinds of religions and schools, and knows a little bit about all kinds of ways... At this moment, he didn't want to embarrass the blind man, so he asked an "entry-level" question. I thought to myself... just listen to him boasting a few words.
unexpectedly…
"Okay." The blind man said, stretching out his hands. "My guest, let me touch your face."
Yuan Qi looked at the rough and thin hands of the blind man, shook his head and smiled wryly: "Okay."
He is a tall and thick guy, so he is not afraid of being taken advantage of by this blind man, so he can touch it.
Therefore, Yuan Qi guided the blind man's hand and placed it on his temples.
What surprised Yuan Qi was... the blind man's hands were very warm, not as cold as he imagined, and those hands were also very strong, giving people a sense of thickness that did not match their appearance.
soon. The blind man touched Yuan Qi's forehead, cheeks, chin, even the top of his head and behind his ears, and then withdrew his hand.
"Heh..." Seeing the blind man bowed his head and said nothing, Yuan Qi deduced that the other party was about to start playing tricks, so he laughed. He asked, "How is it? Sir."
"You are asking about the future, so I will show you a future..." The blind man replied in a deep voice, "From today onwards, you will continue to practice martial arts and travel around the rivers and lakes as usual; There will be no more than three. At that time, if you have not deviated from the right path, then the position of martial arts leader is also in your pocket."
Yuan Qi was stunned for a long time when he heard this, before he came to his senses, and laughed loudly: "Ha! Hahahaha..." He laughed so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, "Mr. In other words, as long as I practice martial arts diligently and don't do evil... at most ten years later, I will become a hegemony?"
The blind man didn't answer his question, but asked him a question in reverse: "Is today your birthday?"
"Huh?" Yuan Qi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then a look of suspicion appeared on his face, and he replied, "It's exactly..."
He didn't know how the blind man guessed that today was his birthday, he only knew... This is not a brain-dead question like "Do you have any troubles in your life recently", but the probability of guessing is less than 1 in 300 fact.
"Okay!" After getting the answer, the blind man said "Okay" loudly, and then said, "It seems that this is God's will."
He muttered two inexplicable words, and then... suddenly grabbed Yuan Qi's left arm which was resting on the table.
At this moment, Yuan Qi's wine was mostly sober, he took a sharp breath of cold air to wake up his brain a little bit: "Sir... what's the meaning of this?"
"You have been practicing martial arts since you were twelve years old, and you have only worshiped one master. You have learned four and a half sets of kung fu from him, and four of them are all inferior..." The blind man suddenly said to himself.
But Yuan Qi was terrified when he heard it, because what the other party said was exactly the same as the actual situation...
Yuan Qi came from a wealthy family when he was young, and he had attended private schools for several years, but he was really not a material for studying, and he did not make much progress after studying for several years. So... when he was twelve years old, his father invited an old boxer who was very famous in the county, and asked Yuan Qi to worship him under him.
Of course, this boxer's "name" is limited to the county town of Yuan Qi's family; if it is put in the rivers and lakes, he is a third-rate figure. But the good news is... even though the master's martial arts skills are limited, his teacher's morality is impeccable. He taught Yuan Qi everything and supervised him strictly. Before he died, he also passed on the "half of the secret book" handed down by his master back then to Yuan Qi.
"You... who are you?" Yuan Qi asked in astonishment, "How do you know..."
The blind man ignored Yuan Qi's words, grabbed his arm and continued, "The half set of kung fu you failed to practice is called 'Ming Chen Xuan Gong'. It is a long-lost peerless magic skill."
While the blind man was talking, Yuan Qi only felt a heat flow from his arm, and it was running in a specific pattern in his meridian...
"This kind of martial arts is very peculiar. No matter how much you practice on weekdays, you won't feel a half increase in your martial arts..." The blind man calmly narrated while using his skills to overcome his strength, "Every year, Ming Chenxuan Gong can only improve. The time to enter the realm... must be the day of the cultivator's birthday. Once that day is missed, the cultivator's hard-working mysterious skills for the previous year will be in vain."
Hearing this, Yuan Qi's mind buzzed, and he almost rolled his eyes and passed out.
Obviously... Yuan Qi has practiced "Ming Chen Xuan Gong", and studied it very hard...
Even though he didn't know that it was a peerless magical skill, or even what the kung fu he practiced was called, he could still see that the mental method in the "half of the secret book" was much more profound than the few martial arts taught by his master. .
Anyone who wanders in the rivers and lakes has ambitions. Yuan Qi also knew very well that for a mediocre person like himself at the age of thirty, that half of the secret book was probably his last hope to get ahead.
However, in the past few years. No matter how hard he tried to practice the half set of mental methods, he couldn't use it to improve his skills. It feels like... It's better to practice those superficial kung fu, at least you can feel that your strength is getting stronger step by step.
Until today, after listening to the blind man's words, Yuan Qi finally knew the secret hidden in that half of the secret book.
"Senior..." Yuan Qi's address to the blind man has changed, because he has already understood that the person in front of him is definitely not a fortune teller, but an expert who he has only seen in his life.
"Speak less." The blind man interrupted him again, "Remember the trend of my exercises carefully, which is not in your half of the secret book..."
Yuan Qi heard the words. Immediately close your eyes and concentrate on remembering.
He is a man with bad luck, so he knows how to seize the opportunity...
Yuan Qi knew that he was definitely not the kind of prodigy who could learn martial arts instantly, and this fortuitous encounter at this moment... I am afraid that there will never be a second time in this lifetime. So he had to desperately try to memorize the opponent's method of performing exercises.
The north wind is howling, the night is getting thicker...
After an unknown amount of time, the blind man restrained his internal energy and let go of Yuan Qi's hand.
"Okay, I have used my inner strength to break through this year's year of Ming Chen Xuan Gong for you... The power of the Xuan Gong you have accumulated in the previous year has been stimulated, and you must be able to feel it..." The blind man said The breath was still very stable. It can be seen that its internal force is unfathomable, "From now on, you will still cultivate according to the mental method in your half of the secret book on weekdays, and on the day of your birthday, use the method I taught you today to exercise your internal force... Only in this way can you develop your inner force." Unleash the true power of Chen Xuan Gong."
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Qi already knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times tremblingly.
"Thank you, senior!" Yuan Qi said these four words almost choked up.
This is naturally not some kind of performance, but an act from the heart.
Yuan Qi's forehead was smashed on the icy snow and bleeding... His eye sockets were also full of tears.
These tears carry too many emotions of a mediocre person, such as bitterness, helplessness, despair, lamentation, joy, longing, excitement, and emotion.
Yuan Qi's realization at that moment will never be forgotten in his life.
"You don't have to thank me, I said it...it's God's will." The blind man said, he had stood up, and groped for the wooden flag beside him, "You can meet me at this time and here, and let me give you Fortune-telling, this is something that only God can calculate."
He paused, and then said: "Actually, before you sit down, I have discovered seven or eight points of your martial arts and internal strength. I raised my hand to touch your bones, and I really wanted to I did a fortune-telling for you, but I didn't expect to find out half a set of Chen Xuan Gong..."
When the blind man said this, he turned around slowly: "In today's martial arts, there are almost no people who can create high-quality martial arts by themselves, and the magical skills left by the ancestors are also those who can be taught or not learned. The teaching is gradually lost in the hands of fools." He shook his head and snorted coldly, "Huh... I met you by chance. If my little effort today... can make Ming Chenxuan Gong reappear in the world, it will be considered Let's add a bit of fun to this generation of martial arts that is not as good as the previous generation."
At that time, Yuan Qi couldn't understand the meaning of the blind man's words at all, but the leader Yuan twenty years later... seemed to understand.
For those ordinary people who are struggling in the rivers and lakes, "getting" is the most important thing.
Peerless martial arts, wealth, fame...these are all what they want.
But for a worldly expert like "Blind Man", "getting" is not so important.
When martial arts is practiced to the point where it is hard to find a defeat, what you get is loneliness; when your wealth accumulates beyond count, what you get is numbness;
A person who is so strong that he is lonely, numb, and empty will either go to destruction or go to detachment.
The blind man is obviously a detached person. A detached person will travel across the ocean for a momentary prospect, and stop for a speck of dust, but they will not work hard for fame and fortune, nor will they feel great sorrow and joy for immediate gains and losses.
It's a pity... Although Yuan Qi has understood many things now, he is no longer the Yuan Qi he was back then. He knew what it was like to be a detached person, so he also knew... he could never be that kind of person.
...
Twenty years later, buried in Heart Valley.
boom-
The palm wind blows, and the shadow of the palm is like a mountain.
Who can stop Yuan Qi's seven successes in today's martial arts world
The answer is... no one can.
Unlike those famous martial arts masters who became famous at a young age and had smooth sailing, Yuan Qi's first half of his life was bleak. He deeply understood the pain of a mediocre person, and the fear of this pain... was his endless motivation.
Driven by this kind of motivation, Yuan Qi's hard work in practicing Xuan Gong far exceeded the blind man's estimation... After twenty years of precipitation, after twenty breakthroughs... Yuan Qi's Ming Chen Xuan Gong has long been perfected. The realm of pure green.
Since he ascended the throne of the leader of the martial arts with the title of "No. 1 martial arts in the world" ten years ago, he has never exerted his full strength. Because since then, looking at the entire martial arts world, there is no one who can match him.
It's too late, so fast!
However, Yuan Qi's palm force easily smashed through a big tree with a force of destruction, and took advantage of the momentum to break Song Wuqi who was hiding behind the tree trunk into two pieces.
The sprayed blood and internal organs are particularly eye-catching in the green forest. Under the light and mist, it seems as if it will glow by itself, which is frightening...
All the people in the martial arts who witnessed this palm were all amazed at Yuan Qi's strength... For them, that palm was simply an unattainable state in their lifetime.
However, some people showed disdain and complained there: "Cut...it's not that strong... I will develop the performance of Lanjiao, and I should be able to kick out moves with similar power."
"I'm curious..." Huajian ignored Juege's words, but said, "In a martial arts script, would a humanoid NC of this strength be killed by ordinary bullets..."
"Yes, we tried." Ruoyu directly answered his question, "Actually, bullets have miraculous effects in this kind of script... Most NCs that are not very strong can be killed by a sneak attack with ordinary firearms, and They are almost defenseless against this kind of attack; OSS-level guys are not so good, but they can also use powerful shooting-type attacks to kill instantly at a long distance."
"Well..." Hua Jian pondered, "Suddenly I feel... there seems to be something wrong with the personnel arrangement for this round."
"Cut~" Brother Jue knew what Miss An meant, and he immediately shook his head and responded, "So what if Xiao Ling restrains the NC in the script? We are in a competition~ OK? The lineup I made is for Hongying, and Not for the script. Besides... the script is also random, how do I know it will be the world of martial arts?"
"The person who is obsessed with completing the plot every time, actually used this excuse..." Ruoyu continued coldly, "Then I'll take a good look today... how did you focus on the 'competition'." (.)