Chapter 2: Martial arts reaches its peak, miracle finally happens

A breeze gradually rises on the top of the mountain.

In the courtyard, the branches and leaves all around rustled, and the originally neat ground was gradually covered with large patches of green, which slowly piled up together.

crunch~
Li Qiuhua pushed open the wooden door, carrying a small cloth bag, and walked towards Zhou Yan with a complicated expression. Then she reluctantly opened it, revealing the books inside.

"There are five secret manuals passed down from Qiuhua Temple, one for boxing and kicking, one for standing meditation, one for breathing, one for health preservation, and one for healing with medicine and stones."

This is not the inheritance of Li Qiuhua's master, but his understanding of martial arts over the past decades. The five books are stacked together, but they do not look thick, and each book is made up of several thin layers.

No more, no less, a total of five volumes.

"Just as I expected."

Zhou Yan nodded and didn't care.

He sought out many martial arts and inherited secret manuals in order to learn by analogy and gain that illusory inspiration to break through his limits again.

I want to gather the essence of the martial arts world and seek a breakthrough.

It is surprising that in this dilapidated Taoist temple, one person could write five books.

Ordinary martial arts families or boxing schools that have been passed down for hundreds of years may not have these five secret manuals. Zhou Yan knows this very well.

It seems that even though his desire to seek the truth is clouded, this Taoist priest Li still has some talent.

Afterwards, Zhou Yan opened the book and started reading without paying attention to Li Qiuhua beside him. However, it did not take too long. In about fifteen minutes, he had memorized everything.

To prevent any accidents, I took out my cell phone and took a few photos.

The whole process was smooth and the routine was very familiar. Li Qiuhua, who was watching from the side, felt his eyes twitching and he felt that the temperament he had cultivated over the years was no longer able to bear it.

I wondered how much inheritance this person had plundered from other forces.

"Thank you, Master Li, for your generous gift."

Zhou Yan closed the book and his expression became much kinder.

The five secret books just now each have their own merits. Although they cannot be considered as secret books of magical skills or peerless martial arts, they also explain the operation of boxing and standing practice from various aspects and inspired him with some inspiration.

Therefore, Zhou Yan's attitude improved a little.

"How dare you praise such a trivial skill?"

Li Qiuhua shook her head slightly and did not dare to agree.

He was really shocked by the fight just now. It was just two or three moves, and his decades of martial arts training were defeated.

This kind of martial arts is really
The best in the world, unpredictable and unfathomable, he truly deserves the title.

"does it worth?"

After hesitating for a moment, Li Qiuhua suddenly opened his mouth and asked a question.

He didn't say what it was, but they both knew what each other meant.

“What is worth it and what is not worth it?”

Zhou Yan's eyes were firm and did not waver in the slightest.

After years of searching, Zhou Yan found that what he was looking for was not some Taoist scripture to comfort him, nor was it a martial arts secret book to become invincible and gain fame and fortune.

Instead, I want a smooth road that can truly explain miracles.

However, after going through untold hardships and traveling all over the mountains and rivers, and visiting many Taoist temples and strange places, he had never really seen even the slightest bit of strangeness.

Yes, but they are just combinations of font symbols.

"After all, it's just a little bit of persistence that you can't get."

Zhou Yan's expression was steady, seemingly unchanged:
"I have already visited all the famous places and ancient sites in this vast China. I have also dabbled in martial arts, Taoism, scriptures and prayers, and have mastered them all, but I still have not gained anything.

It seems that there really is no extraordinary path in this world, after all, the truth cannot be sought."

Having said that, Zhou Yan still did not give up.

"Is that so?"

Li Qiuhua's eyes were determined, she already knew about Zhou Yan's murder.

There is no trace of Tao, and the journey to seek it is endless. Some people embark on the path of Tao because of their ignorance at a young age, some stop halfway, and some keep moving forward and never look back.

He is the former, while Zhou Yan is the latter.

"I won't disturb you from resting."

Zhou Yan glanced at the sky and saw that the dim sunlight faded away and the night gradually deepened. He had no interest in staying any longer, so he clasped his hands together again and said goodbye.

Although I have not yet achieved what I wanted on this trip, I have gained a lot.

It wasn’t a wasted trip.

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Mr. Zhou, it's late at night and the road is steep, please be careful."

Li Qiuhua bowed and bowed to Zhou Yan, who had already disappeared into the dark forest. "In this turbulent world, there are very few people seeking the truth. I hope you can get what you want."

"Knock on the door to the extraordinary"

into the night.

Yangqing City, suburbs.

Dense woods lined both sides of the road. A wide and neat cement road extended from a distant place, winding its way to a manor.

Across the courtyard is a lush garden.

The flowers are like shadows, and the water is like the full moon.

Under the peach tree, Zhou Yan closed his eyes and concentrating, thinking carefully about the secret book he got from Li Qiuhua a few days ago, constantly learning, understanding, and then innovating to supplement his own knowledge. Even though Zhou Yan is the world's number one in the martial arts world, undisputed, what he seeks is not fame and fortune, but a deeper level of sublimation, the transcendence of life form and wisdom.

For this, no amount of knowledge is enough.

“It’s still a little bit behind.”

After a long time, Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

After his constant practice in just a few days, the five martial arts secrets were no longer new, they were perfect and no different from the martial arts he had learned before.

It is obvious that there is no further progress.

"I have already learned more than 80% of the martial arts in the world. If we exclude the similarities, I can even exaggerate a little bit and say that I have learned all the martial arts in the world."

Looking at the falling petals, Zhou Yan looked lonely.

For a warrior, the most terrifying thing is not the difficulties and obstacles ahead, but having reached the top and having no further to go, and being able to only stare at the empty cliff and imagine a way out.

And Zhou Yan had reached this step a long time ago.

Even though the secret book created by Li Qiuhua gave him some inspiration for a while, in reality, the progress was very little.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Zhou Yan stood up.

The feet move slightly, drawing an arc, each supporting the body, sinking the waist and abdomen, using the spine as the foundation, circulating the strength, and slowly pushing with both arms.

Lower your waist and stand upright, letting your Qi sink into your Dantian.

Zhou Yan adjusted his posture and began to move his body. With his breathing, his muscles were already tensed. As his arms swung and his feet moved, he began to gradually exert force.

Huhu~
The wind from his fist blew up the petals a little.

One push, one pull.

Hit, stretch.

Zhou Yan's movements were neither fast nor slow; each move was steady and powerful. The force he exerted was just right, neither too much nor too little, neither increasing nor decreasing, and was extremely precise.

Fists, legs, shoulders, elbows, palms.

After years of plundering the martial arts world, Zhou Yan's understanding of martial arts has reached an extremely profound level. There is nothing fancy about his martial arts. A few simple changes can demonstrate all the power.

After a moment, Zhou Yan stopped his fist movement.

It wasn't because of physical exhaustion or anything else, but the progress brought to him by the previous inspiration had disappeared and was completely of no help.

"Seeking the Tao, what exactly is the Tao?"

Zhou Yan put his fist away, sat down, and sighed softly.

Since ancient times, there have been countless people seeking immortality and the way to enlightenment.

But even emperors and generals eventually disappeared without a trace and died of old age and illness.

After all, it's just a fantasy.

To achieve enlightenment through martial arts is just a foolish dream.

Martial arts may seem ancient, but they were actually born in modern times.

It was probably in the late Qing Dynasty that it began to take shape, and during the Republic of China, the essence of many schools was collected and collectively called Wu, but it was never truly popular throughout the country.

It is only in recent years, with the help of various novels, film and television dramas, that it has acquired a bit of mystery.

Others don't know.

But those who really know Kung Fu are very knowledgeable.

Putting aside other things, achieving enlightenment through martial arts and pursuing transcendence is absolutely impossible.

After all, martial arts were created by humans.

But human beings themselves are mortals, so how can they touch the extraordinary?
But there are always people who are unwilling to give in.

Looking at the bright moon from afar, Zhou Yan's heart began to ripple.

It would be fine if he was like everyone else and had never really seen a miracle, but Zhou Yan was different. He knew that there might be some strange things in this world.

At least, I am one of them.

Zhou Yan himself had a strange origin. He didn't know his parents or his own origins.

I don't even know my real age.

I only know that in the first moment of my thinking, I have become what I am now. I have never been to school and have no interpersonal relationships, but I seem to have been born out of thin air. I also seem to be born with knowledge, familiar with all kinds of common sense in society, and have a lot of money that came out of thin air.

It's as if it was fabricated out of thin air.

Therefore, Zhou Yan yearns for excellence.

And I am more certain than anyone else that miracles exist in this world.

"You lost your composure..."

After coming to his senses, Zhou Yan gave a bitter smile.

After all, the best in the world is just a mortal. No matter how powerful his martial arts are, he will be full of ambition and confused.

"If there is a way, my heart will go there!"

Suppressing all distracting thoughts, Zhou Yan looked up at the moon with a dazed expression, his hands clenched empty, the hazy moonlight flowing out from his fingertips, unable to grasp it.

[Even if there is never a return ticket? ]

A whisper that sounded like a murmur or an echo suddenly rang out in my mind.

Zhou Yan's pupils shrank slightly, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then he laughed happily:
"I have nothing to worry about, so why should I stop?"

(End of this chapter)