Shen Shanxi walked quietly on the streets of Fuzhou, looking at the city that had lived for more than ten years, and suddenly felt a little excited. Ruru's brother was no longer there. It is said that he had a lot of skills to be abolished, but he didn't know why he was fighting.

As for the Qing Dynasty, he had always regarded it as a true monarchy like most Ryukyu people, but since Japan's rise, the Qing court's actions have made him feel disappointed again and again.

As a pro-Qing faction, Shinseok made a lot of contributions to this. In Ryukyu, he was suppressed by the Japanese Judo Association for more than ten years. However, what surprised him was that when he finally took the step of the dream of countless people in martial arts, the entire Japanese martial arts world suddenly regarded him as the Japanese samurai with the purest bloodline. Even the Japanese Martial Arts Association, which had never recognized Tang Shouliu, specially sent someone to send a gold badge.

"What awesome, are you leaving just two days after you came back? I don't know if there will be another day of meeting you!"

The real au is Shen Shanxi's nickname, and the man who speaks is Shen Shanxi's junior brother, a local martial artist in Fuzhou named Wu Zhenyuan. He has practiced Baihe Fist for more than ten years and has been well-versed in martial arts. His son Wu Xiangui has learned Baihe Fist with him since he was a child. He is good at Six-machine Palm and has a close relationship with his apprentice, Guaicheng Changshun.

"I have passed on the principle of the Crane Body Pill Power to you, and I have completed the entrusted brother Ruru to me. Now, for the fate of the family and Tang Shou, I have to go to Shanghai..."

Wu Zhenyuan nodded, not knowing what to say in his heart. Although this senior brother looks thin and taciturn, he is hidden in his heart. He is as passionate and persistent as fire. "Agui has practiced well in recent years. It is becoming increasingly difficult to do the martial arts school in Fuzhou. Your body has always been afraid of the cold. It is better to let Agui follow you, which can be regarded as helping me train it well..."

Shen Shanxi didn't say anything and walked quietly to the station. After walking a few steps, she said without looking back, "What I want to do this time is very dangerous. Agui is inappropriate to follow me. When I return to Ryukyu, I will ask Changshun to come to Fuzhou to pick him up..."

"If he still wants to..."

Keeping the last sentence in his heart, Shen Shanxi moved forward again, but he felt a little sad. Because he knew very well that when his feet were on the train heading north, he was no longer Shen Shanxi who had relatives and friends in Fuzhou. Instead, the ancestor of Tang Shu Zhongxing, who is now circulating in Japan, was "Tang Shu Dong Enna".

During the Ryukyu Kingdom era, he obtained the rank of the rank of the rank of the Châtekū's relatives. Therefore, it was also called the rank of the Châtekū's relatives. After Japan annexed Ryukū's relatives, he simply used the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank

There are countless similar situations in Ryukyu. Even his master Cai Yizhen and the entire Cai family have now renamed them to Japanese names such as Hucheng Yizhen according to their registered residence.

This is politics, with a righteous and dirty bloody politics, but because of the blood of relatives, it makes people unable to change the politics that ultimately has to compromise. Just like now, even if you step into the realm of Baodan, Dong Enna Kuanliang has to board the train to Shanghai because of the blood feud between Tang Shou and future and relatives and friends.

Because he came across the ocean alone, there were no secret agents who were a little anxious. This allowed Dong Enna to sit lazily with ordinary people, sitting lazily in the seats shining with the sun, and experiencing the joy of the world that he had not experienced for a long time.

"Ahem..."

During the two years of seclusion at the sea-dry cliff, although Dong Enna's martial arts became stronger and stronger, and took a step beyond the limit of human physiology, the long-standing asthma has become more and more severe in the past two years. The pill has perfected its artistic conception and nourished the vitality of the **, but it cannot completely eliminate this chronic disease.

Dong Enna closed his eyes quietly, feeling how the warmth in the sunshine merged into his body, how it intertwined with the illusory round pill outside his body, constantly moistening the astringent in his chest.

Only those who take this step will understand why the great powers who have achieved enlightenment in ancient times have used the Tao Te Ching to "shrink their sharpness, resolve their conflicts, and keep their lights, and share their dust" to enter the world without revealing traces. However, only by taking this step can we understand more and more how small they are compared to the world.

It is said that it is with light and dust, but how many people can really do this.

The morning sun was the warmest. As the sunlight continued to shine on Dong Enna Kuanliang's body, his face, which was originally a little sad, gradually became different under the sunlight. Although he was still the same eyebrows, with a hint of rising or stretching, the originally expressionless face was filled with a strange smile. He had to look carefully before he could experience that smile. But if you felt it, you would reveal your inner kindness and joy like him.

If Soba Kotaro was here, he would be surprised to find that Dongenna's broad-minded face was constantly changing like the snowy mountain in early spring. No matter how professional a spy was, he would probably not be able to recognize his identity from his current face.

This is an indescribable change and existence, which is almost the same as the scene where sentient beings worship Buddha in temples.

Look, although the Buddha did not laugh, he could always feel that smile in your heart. Whether it was laughing at you for being angry, greedy or sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, it was a smile that could awaken people's hearts, just like a face melted in this golden sea of ​​light. At a glance, people would be protruding from the bottom of their hearts, and even unable to look directly, and could only silently pursue the power of the soul in their hearts.

This is the mystery of why he was called a Buddha after the elixir. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that Buddha was originally in the hearts of the world and the Buddha was everywhere. However, only when the spirit reaches the state of great perfection can the Buddha nature hidden in the body be truly displayed in front of sentient beings. This is also the so-called view of oneself, the world, and the last level of sentient beings.

If you cannot see yourself in reality, how can you see sentient beings?

Whether it is martial arts or Buddhism, after taking that step, even if you sit on the top of a mountain or by the sea, you can see sentient beings who are in trouble. Only when you truly see sentient beings can you understand the mystery of the sentence "With the light and dust" in the Tao Te Ching.

This mystery is the principle that has existed in heaven and earth forever since ancient times. It is just because this principle is too simple, so simple that even the most intelligent lobbyist can't be described clearly in the most profound Chinese...

At the same time, on the train from Shanghai to Tianjin, dozens of men of different figures were dressed in various shapes, mixed in various ways, and sat in several carriages in dispersed manner. Although they had different expressions, they would stare at the entrances at both ends of the carriage in a tacit understanding, or sit quietly while closing their eyes and resting, but in fact they kept their eyes away from the crowd.

This trip was the first time that the elite agents of the CIA went north on a large scale, and it was also the first large-scale operation convened by Yang Meng's personal name since the establishment of the CIA.

In the middle of the carriage, the seats seemed to be slightly looser. The two masters of the National Museum, Shang Yunxiang and Liang Zhenpu. On the surface, they were inspired by Li Ruidong and Li Cunyi to go to Tianjin to prepare for the establishment of the Chinese Warrior Association. In fact, it was also because of Yang Meng's entrustment that they escorted this group of elites who had been trained for many years.

Because of the Iron Blood Anti-Traitor Group's actions, Japanese spies are now becoming more and more rampant in China. Although there are scenes of suppressing masters such as Qingyi in Shanghai, Yang Meng still asked them to have masters accompany them for this scale of collective actions.

Of course, although the situation is getting worse and worse, everyone still set off on the train to Tianjin fearlessly. In their hearts, the Shanghai First National Museum is the facade of the entire Nanwulin. No matter how arrogant and domineering the Japanese are, they dare not send troops to encircle and suppress them. Without the support of large-scale military firepower, any assassination against the First National Museum can only be a meat bun to beat the dog without returning.

"We cannot fully accept the greatness of the world. Although our heart is small, we can still see the world through our hearts. We just don't know when we can take that step, break the limitations of our own world and even our skin, and meet the countless beings..."

Looking at Shang Yunxiang, who had always been silent, suddenly sighed. Liang Zhenpu, who had just raised the teacup, unconsciously dropped the cup in his hand and gently placed it in front of him. As the train swayed, he said something with some uncertainty but a little vague feeling...

"It's not clear, this sentient being is like this. Only after the tea is over can one be clear. According to Yang Meng, the head of the royal family snake hidden in the palace is a master of Buddha such as Baodan. This time he returned to Tianjin, he said that he would imitate Senior Brother Yin Fu and use this pair of stinky skin to see this master who has seen sentient beings..."

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