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    Liao Junhua's home lived in a military compound and was heavily guarded, but Wang Chao still lurked in casually.  At that time, Liao Junhua was sitting quietly on his bed, which 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 those of ghosts.  It was not until Wang Chao stood in front of his bed that Liao Junhua felt the wind moving in the room, and then he opened his eyes. He was startled. When he saw Wang Chao clearly, he was extremely shocked.  However, Wang Chao didn't say anything. He just asked him to make arrangements for being interviewed by the leaders.  Liao Junhua also knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so he reported to his superiors the next day. By noon, several cars drove into the military compound, and then came down dozens of sharp-eyed military guards.  , Liao Junhua invited Wang Chao into the car.  The car Wang Chao was sitting in was wrapped tightly inside, so he could not see the outside scenery at all. Moreover, the cab and the back row were separated by a metal plate, so no one could see the actions of the driver in front.  Sitting in a car like this, it feels like you are completely isolated from the outside world.  Can't hear or see outside.  When Wang Chao sat in, he pinched the closed car door and found that it was as hard as tungsten steel.  Even with a chainsaw and a drill, it is difficult to break it.  If he used all his strength, he could blast it away, but he didn't do that.  Instead, he sat leisurely in the car, closing his eyes and relaxing.  There are soft lights and leather sofas in the car.  Very comfortable to sit on.  Wang Chao also felt that the car was driving extremely smoothly. An ordinary person would not be able to feel the car moving at all.  Obviously the driver's skills and the car's performance have reached a perfect level.  I don¡¯t know how long it took in the solid, isolated carriage. The car suddenly stopped, then turned, as if it had entered somewhere, paused, paused, and turned an unknown number of turns.  Finally stopped.  Then, silently, the car door was opened from the outside, strong sunlight shone in, and the birds chirped vividly in my ears.  Wang Chao got out of the car and found that the place he was in was a courtyard. The courtyard was lined with big trees, and the birds were chirping happily on the trees. It was surrounded by red walls and glazed tiles, which were tall and large.  The car drove into the courtyard through a deep arch.  Looking from outside the arch of the courtyard, there are still red walls, layer upon layer, and two soldiers in military uniforms stand on both sides of the courtyard, motionless, like sculptures.  At this time, Wang Chao felt as if he was in an ancient deep palace compound, not knowing the east, west, north, and south.  Since his debut, he has been through many pits and dens.  But I didn't feel the majesty rushing towards me like today.  This courtyard.  The red walls and glazed tiles are stacked layer upon layer. There are not too many guards, and there is no murderous aura like the Hongmen Banquet.  But Wang Chao always felt a kind of majesty coming from somewhere.  It makes any powerful person feel a sense of oppression in his heart. This is a sense of historical sedimentation, as well as the sense of oppression given by the highest authority.  "Please follow me." A young man wearing a suit with no expression on his face saw Wang Chao get out of the car, said four simple words, and led the way.  Wang Chao followed and walked into the house behind the yard, and saw several people sitting on a separate sofa in the living room, and an old man diagonally facing the south.  And the rest is underneath.  There sat one wearing lieutenant general's clothes and one with the rank of major general.  , a man in plain clothes.  When these three people saw Wang Chao come in, Wang Chao could clearly feel their heartbeats fluctuating violently.  These three are acquaintances of Wang Chao, the lieutenant general is Wu Wenhui, the major general is Liu Mubai, and the one in plainclothes is Wu Yunlong!  "Young man, sit down and sit down. Don't be formal." When the old man saw Wang Chao coming in, he raised his hand gently and greeted him with a very gentle expression.  Wang Chao looked at the old man and felt that he looked familiar, and then he felt that he had seen him on TV sometimes.  Wang Chao doesn't watch much TV, especially when he goes abroad.  But this old man made him feel familiar, and he obviously appeared more frequently.  Of course he was not reserved, but casually sat on the sofa to the west, very calmly.  The old man looked at Wang Chao sitting like Buddha sitting on a lotus platform, and couldn't help but nodded secretly.  "Xiao Wu, it seems that you have not fulfilled your responsibilities in your work." The old man said casually to Wu Wenhui again. Wu Wenhui's face turned ugly and he stood up: "The work was not done well." Wang Chao looked  Looking at all this, I knew what the old man meant when he told Wu Wenhui that the work was not done well. Wu Wenhui was responsible for monitoring Wang Chao's actions, but Wang Chao came to Beijing unknowingly. This naturally drew a blow to Wu Wenhui's troops.  A loud slap.    "Sit down, Xiao Wu, we won't talk about your work today, and your job is not to report to me, so don't be too rigid." The old man pressed his hand on Wu Wenhui again, and Wu Wenhui sat down, his face still ugly.  .  "Xiao Wang, right? We have met once, do you still remember?" the old man said to Wang Chao again.  "Have you seen him?" Wang Chao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered that in Zhu Jia's community, when he was practicing boxing in the morning, he had indeed met this old man, but he didn't notice it at the time.  I remembered it after seeing it.  "I have seen it before." Wang Chao remembered, nodded, and looked at Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong next to him.  Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai did not look at him, but looked elsewhere.  But Wang Chao clearly felt that the spirit of these two top masters was completely focused on him, and they were extremely hostile.  Wang Chao smiled naturally when he saw this situation.  "Well, the eight winds cannot blow, and the purple lotus sits upright. Among young people, I have never seen someone as calm as you, Xiao Wang. No wonder you have achieved great success in your career." The old man nodded, "Mubai  , Yunlong. And you are all practicing martial arts. I know this. When I was young, I saw Du Xinwu and even Chen Yingning from the Taoist Association practicing golden elixirs and doing things like immortality.  I have seen people. I heard people say, "Xiao Wang, you are young, but you have already mastered the golden elixir. You have quite a lot of magical powers. This makes me, a person who has lived a long time, very curious. I don't know how to practice it."  What's the secret of Golden Pill?" "Practice Golden Pill?" Although Wang Chao was extremely calm, he was stunned when he heard the words from the old man's mouth.  Even Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai, and Wu Wenhui were shocked. No one knew that this old man would actually talk about this!  Wang Chao originally thought that the old man would talk to him about things about overseas Chinese.  There were also some things about the martial arts conference, but I didn't expect that this old man wouldn't talk about anything, but first talked about the golden elixir and magical powers!  "It's a pity that I have to sit down at the front table in the middle of the night and don't ask about the people or the ghosts and gods" Even though Wang Chao is illiterate, he can't help but think of two popular poems.  These two lines of poems are written by Li Shangyin about Emperor Wen of Han Dynasty summoning Jia Yi.  During the Han Dynasty, Jia Yi had a talent for governing the country. After Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty heard about it, he summoned him to the palace to discuss matters at night.  But instead of talking about ordinary people, he asked about ghosts and gods.  Wang Chao¡¯s current situation is exactly the same as this.  Wang Chao not only thought this, but also said it in his mouth.  As soon as these two sentences came out, both Wu Wenhui, Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong were almost shocked.  Saying these two lines of poetry in front of the old man is no less than a slap in the face!  Even Wu Yunlong couldn't help but give Wang Chao a thumbs up in his heart.  "As expected of the best master in the world, so courageous and courageous" The old man was also stunned for a moment.  But surprisingly lifeless.  Instead, he laughed loudly: "If you don't ask the common people about ghosts and gods, people in Yuxi will laugh at Han Wenjun. Please see that there are no talented people in the Xuan Dynasty, and witches and poisons have killed thousands of people. Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty asked the ghosts and gods clearly, and he was safe. On the contrary, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not ask clearly.  Guishen, a witchcraft case occurred in his later years, and his son and wife were killed. Xiao Wang, do you think so? "Hmm? That makes sense. I don't have much education, and I barely have a high school diploma."  Talk about history, not poetry, talk about golden elixir, talk about golden elixir" Wang Chao was speechless after hearing the old man's rebuttal. He was the best in martial arts in the world, but culture, history, and poetry really didn't dare to impress him.  When people compliment you, there is no match for the old man.  "Actually, today is just a chat. Those who engage in martial arts or those who engage in golden elixirs are all traditional culture. Back then, Chen Yingning talked about cultivating immortals to save the country. He was not a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and the president of the Taoist Association. Feudal superstitions cannot be practiced, but neither can old people.  Throw it away, you have to get rid of the dross and extract the essence. You can¡¯t kill them with a stick. Except for Xiao Wu, all the people sitting here are the highest achievers of traditional culture. Let¡¯s talk about it.¡± The old man saw Wang Chao¡¯s expression.  , but laughed.  "Is it just a casual chat" Wang Chao suddenly understood that when this old man met him, he didn't talk about other things. He only talked about traditional culture, martial arts, and golden elixirs. It was only equivalent to an interview. If he wanted to talk about something formally,  , indeed there is nothing to talk about.  When the old man saw him, it was equivalent to a statement.  "When our sports committee engages in martial arts, we all fight and practice some movements. But at that time, I saw Chen Yingning and a group of people practicing Jindan, but they were just sitting in silence. When we practiced Qigong, in the 1980s, didn't we have a nationwide craze for Qigong? I  I also practice Tai Chi often, but I would like to ask you, a master of Jindan, about your luck in meditation, what meridians are, and whether they are true or false." The old man chatted casually, and the atmosphere relaxed.    "Luck is just transporting the blood in the whole body to any place. There is a skill in meditation to bring luck, but it is very difficult. Not many people can learn it. Meditation is a skill that completely pays attention to the mind. The human heart is like a monkey, and it is very difficult to move.  Moving back and forth, the mind is like a wild horse. This is what it means. The mind is like a wild horse. It can only control the muscles of your arms, but it cannot control the blood of your body. When sitting quietly, you must first close your heart and make it empty.  Ming, when people's thoughts are gathered and calmed down, they will be able to understand the subtleties and control the blood in the body. However, when you truly sit in meditation, your heart will become clear. Monks who have practiced for decades cannot do this, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to do it.  . Therefore, the practice of meditation is generally fake, and even if it is true, it cannot be practiced. However, it is much easier to rely on posture to help.  It is like the great immortal who talked about the way of immortality in front of the emperor in ancient times.  "Like sitting quietly, you have to make the blood rush to your hands. It makes your hands red and red. You can't control it at all. But with the help of posture, you can sink your shoulders and elbows downward, and the blood will naturally flow to your hands. This is the posture.  It's a wonderful use. The so-called sinking of the shoulders and elbows is enough." Wang Chao made a gesture.  Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong looked at each other.  They are experts in boxing, so they naturally understand this principle very well, but now in front of Wang Chao, they can't speak easily. Nothing else. Wang Chao's boxing skills are better than theirs. If they refute, Wang Chao only needs to say,  Let's practice, then the two of them will be in bad luck.  "Good. Good. Very insightful. It feels like the cottage suddenly opened up." After hearing this, the old man praised 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 details.  He is responsible for all the work." The old man's meaning was obvious. After dinner, this conversation can be over.  "That's fine." Wang Chao was clear-minded.  Don¡¯t put it off either.  When dining in, there is a simple, bright and spotlessly clean interior restaurant.  The dishes are also very simple, but more exquisite.  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 and made common sense.  Still not talking about any specific things about the martial arts conference.  Wang Chao answered casually.  Talk freely.  At this moment, there was a sudden noise from children outside the quiet restaurant.  Then a boy of five or six years old jumped in, followed by a girl.  "Huh? Is that you?" At this moment, the girl saw Wang Chao at a glance.  Startled.  Wang Chao also met this girl, who was Cao Jingjing¡¯s good friend Su Xiaoyue yesterday.  "This Su Xiaoyue is not simple! Can she actually come in and out of 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" When the little boy saw Su Xiaoyue going to catch him, he jumped away quickly and made an Ultraman gesture with his hand, which made Su Xiaoyue  I can't laugh or cry.  After Wang Chao saw it, his heart moved slightly and he waved: "Kids, we don't learn Ultraman, we learn something more powerful than Ultraman." "What is more powerful than Ultraman?" The little boy  He stopped and looked at Wang Chao.  "Of course it's a god." Wang Chao smiled and clapped his hand gently. He threw a porcelain bowl on the table and landed firmly on the ground within two meters without any bump.  "Look, I'm a god, I can spit flying swords. I'm better than Ultraman." As Wang Chao spoke, he opened his mouth slightly, and a line of white light shot out from his mouth, hitting the porcelain bowl, crash!  The porcelain bowl broke.  Scattered on the ground.  Wang Chao just exhaled slightly at this time and did not use all his strength to pronounce the word "Zha", which did not hurt his brain.  If he pronounces the word "Zha", he can exhale and kill people within a distance of two meters, which is at least ten times more powerful.  But now I am teasing the child, lest the child learn from Ultraman and just break the porcelain bowl, "Sword Immortal!" Everyone present was shocked, especially Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai.  Even though their boxing techniques had entered the alchemy path, deep fear shone in their eyes.  "Mubai, Yunlong. You must have been in contact with Changmei recently. Originally, I wanted to kill him at the martial arts conference with this move, but now I think about it. I dominate the world and am invincible. Killing him in one fell swoop would make me feel lonely.  "Please tell him, please, so that he can take precautions," Wang Chao said to Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai.  The faces of the two of them were extremely ugly.  "Fairy, Feijian, I don't want to learn from Ultraman anymore, I want to learn from the gods. Are you the uncle of the gods?" BoyHe didn't understand what Wang Chao said, he just stared blankly, then suddenly ran over, grabbed Wang Chao's clothes and shook him hard.  "Of course I am a god." Wang Chao touched the little boy's head and smiled gently.  Su Xiaoyue was stunned when she saw this scene.  "Hey, it's true that talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years." The old man looked at it, but he was not surprised. He 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 are not as amazing as yours.¡± ps: The monthly ticket is over 5,000!  !  Everyone, try your best to vote.  Over 5,000!
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