Chapter 32: Absolutely?

The dinner was warm, even in the process, Song Chengfeng's old secret and Song Ai Meng wet the bed until he was five years old. The conversation was cheerful, and it seemed that Wang Qibu's intrusion had added a lot of topics and ways of communication to families like the Song family. In fact, there were also many people who came here to visit, but the visitors were either frightened by Song Chengfeng's wealth background or had their own reserved reasons. He seemed to be the only one who could talk nonscrupulously like Wang Qibu.

It was so late that it could be described as "very". With the fishy and salty sea breeze, Wang Qibu, who was quietly lying on the railing of the guest room viewing platform, let his eyes float far away like his thoughts. In Yunlan's words, such situations are like a swaying Taixu, and in Cui Lin's words, it is a scattering call. Of course, Wang Qibu knew that he was just in a daze. Does it require a reason to be daze? Isn't it necessary? Is it necessary... Perhaps because of his presence in Hong Kong, the classic movie that has not yet been born has begun to affect him.

The mood is extremely calm, but the mind is thinking about something extremely chaotic; the pain, regret, helplessness, humiliation of the past life, the sweetness, achievements, calmness, and honor are fighting for control of the thinking period. The elbow slowly lifted up, which was unconscious, as if the subconscious mind wanted to use this to relieve this nightmare that did not affect the state of mind. The raised hand opened in a butterfly shape and then retracted, naturally smooth, as if the fingertips clearly felt the rhythm of the wind.

He gently leaned back slightly and followed his footsteps freely. If other people were present at this moment, he would not be able to see any trace of friction in this action. He punched, swung, slashed, and whipped legs. Wang Qibu, the same as the countless times before, and the same counter-fist as the countless times before, had a magical chemical reaction in this joint performance; the original mortals brewed the fairy spirit, and the original dead fist grew spirituality.

Yun Lan once said to Wang Qibu; Oriental people often say that "harmony between man and nature" is the essence of all laws and objects, so any technique is actually a way of practicing "the way" in repeated study. Just like when people who have studied antiques for a lifetime, there will be some spiritual collisions between antiques. This wonderful communication that can only be understood but not expressed can help people determine the authenticity of antiques. Soldiers who have fought for a lifetime will also have a sharp eye for danger that is beyond the object. Perhaps it is the inadvertent bowing and tilting, but it can help him avoid a sniper assassination that is carefully arranged seamlessly.

"But how can we obtain this kind of spiritual skill?" After hearing Yun Lan's mysterious words, Wang Qibu asked in a simple and easy way.

"No ups and downs, no enlightenment. Without enlightenment, it will be difficult to enter the great way. Seven Steps, you are very talented and intelligent, but what is even more rare is that you can still adhere to the Tao of "holding", and your reputation will be successful in just around the corner. But in fact, this is what I am most worried about. You are too smooth, even if it is difficult to meet the future, it will definitely be a smooth road for you. This kind of name can be achieved, and success can be achieved, but the Tao is difficult to understand." That time, Yun Lan couldn't help but express his biggest concern about Wang Qibu, the descendant.

After hearing this, Wang Qibu on the surface naturally smiled innocently, but he could only smile bitterly in his heart. He thought about the past life that he could not look back on; he was a yamen, and he galloped between flattery and praise. Family, future, and love were so perfect for him. In the fall of his family, he struggled in the whirlpool of pain and confusion. All the beauty was also annihilated. In order to repay hatred and shame, he turned into a demon. In order to live proudly, he was determined.

However, he abandoned everything. In the end, he won, but the blood of his enemies could not wash away the sins in his hands. In the end, he regretted, and Yiren's smile had passed away with the wind and could not be seen again. So his heart died and his body was destroyed. However, what unexpectedly was that this was not the end. Rebirth made him have everything he lost again. Although joy was, there was more peace in it. He knew how to cherish it more and had to live harder to kill all threats.

Xiaoxi has wrapped the entire observation deck in it, but this does not prevent Wang Qibu from continuing to immerse himself in the boxing and "Tao" that he has been immersed in the whole night. Perhaps it was some magical power that stopped losing physical strength, perhaps it was because Wang Qibu did eat too much last night. In short, he still feels full of experience and has no sense of exhaustion.

"Sir, you are up." The butler Xu Bo greeted Song Chengfeng who walked to the garden to exercise.

"Old Xu is so early. By the way, don't call Ai Meng and Qibu for breakfast later, so that the children can sleep a little longer. Especially Qibu, when I first came to Hong Kong, I was afraid that he would not get used to it." After returning to greetings, Song Chengfeng ordered.

"Sir, you are too worried. You will understand by looking up at the observation deck of Master Qibu," said Uncle Xu.

Looking into the direction mentioned by the butler Xu Bo, Wang Qibu's light and martial figure came into Song Chengfeng's eyes. "Good boxing." Although he didn't understand boxing, Song Chengfeng still praised. Perhaps this is the outstanding boxing style. After watching for a while, Song Chengfeng said again, "I didn't expect this child to have this skill. He didn't forget to get up early to practice boxing when he came out to play. It would be difficult for such a child to have no future."

"Sir, in fact, Young Master Qibu has been practicing for a whole night, and I have been watching here." Uncle Xu corrected Song Chengfeng again.

"One night?" Song Chengfeng was shocked when he heard this. Then he blamed him, "Then why don't you go and dissuade him? What if you get tired of your body?"

"Sir, don't say I won't dissuade you. Even if you and your wife come forward to persuade me, they will stop me, because dissuade you at this time is a sin." Facing Song Chengfeng's blame, Xu Bo said with a wry smile.

"Creating evil? Why?" Song Chengfeng became even more confused.

"Why? Let's say that, sir, how did you feel when you looked at Master Qibu just now?" Uncle Xu seemed to be planning to explain to Song Chengfeng by asking a question.

"Well, it's very smooth, and the eyes look very comfortable. Yes, it's comfortable. Yes, why do I feel comfortable?" After thinking about it, Song Chengfeng discovered something strange.

"Young Master Qibu is amazing. He has learned the great way through boxing at a young age. What he is doing now is the sprint from the trance to the infiltration, and his behavior has brought out spiritual energy that does not belong to the mortal world. This spiritual energy is the fundamental reason why you feel comfortable to look at it." Xu Bo, a man who knew he had a story from reading it, and even had an unconcealable excitement in his feelings.

"Haha, I'll feel relieved. By the way, Old Xu, I forgot to tell you that in addition to the extremely deep red background, Qibu is still Mr. Yunlan's disciple." Song Chengfeng said, who had accepted Xu Bo's relatively mysterious explanation and breathed a sigh of relief.

"This child is the disciple of the old immortal Yun? Oh, no wonder. The inheritance of the old immortal can be guaranteed to last for a hundred years." There was no jealousy or hatred, but the envy and gratitude were conveyed well through Xu Bo's tone.

It has to be said that Wang Qibu is in a very strange state, right anywhere, but it seems that there is nothing right. The never-ending boxing technique has slowly broken away from its original heart and is controlled by this world, and this world has gradually become its own original heart. In short, all this is something that Wang Qibu has never experienced before. It is very mysterious, but it is actually happening.

Because time has been blurred, it took me a long time to fully restore my mind to a clear mind. I also didn't know how many times I practiced the boxing technique and then stopped.

"Hu." After a breath of turbid air was released, Wang Qibu actually felt that he had a new body.

"Qianbu, are you okay?" Song Chengfeng, who had been standing next to the observation deck for a long time, asked nervously.

"I worry Uncle Song and everyone. I'm fine, I've never been as good as I am now." Looking at the three and Xu Bo of the Song family who stood next to the observation deck at some point, Wang Qibu said apologetically.

"Cheng Feng, Qibu is obviously not moving now, but why do I still think he is playing kung fu there?" Betina Windsor was very surprised. In fact, from the moment she saw Wang Qibu, she had never stopped being surprised by the oriental boy.

"Madam, I have the same illusion as you. And I don't know what's going on." Song Chengfeng, who had seen such a miraculous phenomenon for the first time, was no less surprised than his wife Betina.

"Sir, what you see is not an illusion, it's just hard to understand. Let me explain it to you, what Master Qibu stops now is only physical, and the mental boxing intention has not dissipated due to inertia, and has transformed it with intention. Alas, many senior masters have been studying all their lives but have stopped being tranced, and they sighed. Unexpectedly, Master Qibu, you have reached this level in less than a quarter of age. This really corresponds to that sentence; time is also fate!" Uncle Xu tried to give the Song couple an explanation they could understand, and then sighed.

"It's like superpowers?" Song Ai Meng, who was a little scared, asked weakly.

"It's not that amazing. I just have some insights during the practice of boxing. Aren't humans just emotional animals?" Seeing that the three members of the Song family looked at him, Wang Qibu hurriedly said.

"Qianbu, you have practiced for one night. Do you want to take a break now?" Song Chengfeng, who was still worried about Wang Qibu's health, suggested.

"Yes, go and rest first. You are so young, how can you stand such a strong physical exhaust?" Bettina also persuaded.
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