Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 410 When you gaze into the abyss...

After surviving this catastrophe, Xuanzang paid close attention to the situation of the earth all the time, and the true way of time was the first to merge with this new plane.

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A strange fluctuation instantly pervaded the entire universe.

Due to the particularity of humans on earth, they will not be affected by this fluctuation, but some animals are more or less affected.

This is like adding another liquid to a basin of clear water. Although they are all colorless, odorless and harmless, some creatures will always be affected due to their sensitivity.

The birds in the sky seemed to be solidified by glue, and their wings were suspended in mid-air without flapping. After a long time after the fluctuations passed, these birds got rid of the influence of the fluctuations of the true way of time, regained their ability to move, and flapped their wings to fly.

Such things happen occasionally around the world, but some experts soon came out to refute the rumors, saying that this is the phenomenon of the birds themselves hovering in the headwind, which is very normal.

Another hot spot quickly attracted the attention of the people who eat melons, and this matter was left behind by everyone, and the information of this strange phenomenon has been included in the confidential files of various countries.

With the integration of each truth, various strange phenomena appeared one after another on the earth, and the dark matter in the universe gradually became active.

A few years later, with the appearance of newborns, some ancient inheritances gradually began to show their effects. The ancient Chinese martial arts that had been sprayed to pieces gradually showed their due edge.

On the Golden Summit of Longhu Mountain, in a Taoist temple that was never open to the public, an old Taoist priest with white beard was doing his homework as usual.

This habit has been in him since he was very young, and it was requested by his master. For 70 years, he practiced Qi and Taoist inner strength every morning and evening every day.

After breaking through to the first level of internal strength 30 years ago, it has never increased again. The cultivation of internal strength is like a carriage entering the mud, and it is very strenuous to improve it even a little bit.

But tonight, if there is a divine help during the exercise, the internal energy in the body will actually increase by a tiny bit visible to the naked eye after circulating for a week.

The amount of internal energy that is only a strand of hair caused waves in the old Taoist priest's heart.

"Is the blockade of heaven and earth loosened?" His eyes shot out, and then he practiced again.

Sure enough, the inner qi increased again!
He stood up from the ground in shock, and called a Taoist boy to tell him: "Call Qingjingzi, Wuweizi, and Chongxuzi to the Golden Roof Hall, I have something important to say!"

……

Ma Baolong, the descendant of Hunyuan Taiji, stands up every day. He was defeated a few days ago.

He was nominated to challenge by a hair champion, and lost to that healthy young man in the competition.

The young man's name was Zhang Zhen, and he kept clamoring that Huaguo martial arts were all lies. At that time, he called many media and humiliated Ma Baolong in public. Not only did he embarrass him, but he also made him disband the Taijiquan gym that had been in operation for many years. .

There were also many accusations and insults on the Internet. Although Ma Baolong was angry, he felt that the 1.9-meter-three-meter-three Sanda champion who weighed 69 kilograms had no martial arts ethics, and unexpectedly attacked his [-]-year-old comrade.

He was careless at the time and didn't flash, so he was beaten until his eyes were black.

Although these days have been frustrating, the merits left by my parents have never let go.

Practice three summers in summer and three summers in winter.

Muscle memory has been deeply engraved in his body, and when Wuji Zhuang swayed, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.

Half an hour later, he suddenly felt a heat in his lower abdomen, and a gust of air rose from the dantian and flowed away along the eight extraordinary meridians.

Ma Baolong, who has long been familiar with the Tai Chi mentality handed down by his family, is as blessed as his soul, and guides him according to the content of the mental method.

A stream of air circulated in the eight extraordinary meridians, and the birth of this mysterious power made him very excited.

After finishing his work, he suddenly burst into tears, and he looked up at the sky: "Father, you are right!"

……

Beidu, Black Ice Terrace, here is a mysterious institution of the country.

The person in charge is surnamed Liu, and he will be asked to help choose dates for major national projects, look at feng shui, and even participate in the excavation of some ancient tombs. He is still a professor of feng shui geomancy at Shuimu University.

He was drinking tea in the office that day, when suddenly a dragon-shaped jade pendant in his arms suddenly became hot, and then broke into two halves with a snap. The fracture was smooth and glowed with an unusual red light.

"This is..." His complexion changed suddenly, as if he had seen something terrible, and his whole body accidentally fell to the ground.

"Is the legend of the ancestors true? Now there is spiritual energy appearing. Could it be that the dragon's veins have not been cut clean?"

"No, this matter must be reported to Elder No. [-]!" Liu Meng turned around and entered a secret room with a red telephone.

He tremblingly picked up the microphone and said: "Help me transfer to the elder, I have something important to report!"

……

In the northeast, there is a large tomb in a deep mountain ditch.

There lived a nest of wampes in the tomb, and that evening, a group of young wampes gathered around an old wamp whose hair had all fallen out.

Old Huang Pizi had nostalgia for this world in his eyes, and roared from time to time, as if he was explaining something to the younger generation.

It lost all its teeth, and its eyes were very cloudy. With all its strength exhausted, it closed its eyes helplessly.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in from the hole in the tomb.

The old Huang Pizi suddenly stood up with his tail, and his whole body also stood up, frightening a group of young Huang Pizi to disperse.

In just a few minutes, Old Huang Pizi seemed to be springing up from a dead tree. Not only did his hair grow back, but his eyes also became clearer.

It squinted its eyes and breathed heavily, as if enjoying something. The corners of its mouth were raised high, and it looked like an old lady snickering from a distance.

In the northern part of the Grizzly Bear Country, an old snowfield wolf walked out of its den.

In an ancient castle in Northern Europe, a coffin in the basement made a creaking sound.

In the Amazon jungle, a giant python that had lived for a long time had a short horn growing on its forehead after moulting, and its strength and speed had undergone earth-shaking changes.

……

On the earth, supernatural phenomena appeared in various places, and at the same time, people with superpowers began to appear among the newly born babies.

On the outskirts of Shanghai, in a dilapidated rental house, a bald middle-aged man was cooking. Looking at a three-meter-long bird flying past the window, he suddenly became a little restless.

"What's wrong with this world? Is it possible that the spiritual energy will be revived?"

He poked his head out to look at a large wilderness in the darkness in the distance, and felt a little palpitation for no reason.

"I can't stay here anymore, I'll rent a decent apartment in the city when the manuscript fee is paid!"

After dinner, the bald middle-aged man came to the desk as usual, opened the laptop, and prepared to rush to write.

Because he has to go to work during the day, he can only save manuscripts at night. The continuous work in the past few days has reduced his saved manuscripts a lot.

Turning on the computer, he suddenly found that there were dozens of chapters in his saved manuscript, and the title of each chapter was garbled.

The moment he opened one of the documents, something weird happened...

The keyboard automatically struck and typed a line from the document.

"Hello, Creator, here I come."

　Xuanzang: "The poor monk is also staring at you..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)