Chapter 379 Heights

   Somewhere in the southwest.

   "Yang Minghai, get out of the queue!"

   "Zhao Junwu, get out!"

   "Wang Lie, get out of the queue!"

  …

   A total of six people walked out of the dense array and came to the front.

When    started calling one or two names, everyone didn't know, but when all six of them stood in front, even those who didn't know the six of them fully understood that they should all be comrades with second-class merits!

   And next, under the watchful eyes of these six people, everyone else started the most common one-on-one bare-handed strike in the army after the order.

   In the end, six winners were chosen.

   Then, the twelve began to "vacation".

   In this kind of place, vacation generally has two meanings, one is a real vacation, and the other is a special mission for travel. For the principle of confidentiality, it is always named vacation.

  The selected Yang Minghai and other twelve people also thought that this time was a special mission, but they flew all the way from the southwest to the northeast on the plane, and it was not until they entered the northeast camp that they realized that this time the mission seemed a bit strange.

   Fighting with one person, and it’s still a wheel battle?

   Is there such a powerful person?

   After a night of rest, the next morning, when they saw the chief, "Mr. Xu", Yang Minghai and others couldn't help but look carefully.

   Then there is a miniature of the eyes.

For these masters, it is very easy to see if a person can hit, whether it is legs or arms, but anyone who has practiced must have traces. To put it more clearly, a person who practiced his feet walked. attitude is different from others.

   Definitely not the same!

   But in this Mr. Xu, they couldn't see anything.

   I can't tell whether I have practiced martial arts or not.

   It doesn't look like you have practiced at all, but people who haven't practiced at all are definitely not like this.

   Can't tell the age.

   looks very young, but if you subconsciously judge him by his young age, there is an inexplicable and very strong violation!

   Can't see what it does.

  Really, nothing can be seen.

   But this made Yang Minghai and others tremble in their hearts.

  It is a very serious problem that you can't see anything at all!

   "This, is this a comrade on the secret front?" Several people muttered in their hearts, but then they felt that such an eye-catching person could not be on the secret front, right?

   All kinds of guesses, after the hands, vanished.

When    first met, Yang Minghai felt that this was a strong opponent.

After    played a dozen moves, Yang Minghai felt that this was a tough opponent.

   After fighting twenty or thirty moves, Yang Minghai felt that this was a very terrifying opponent.

   After fighting forty or fifty moves, Yang Minghai was already numb, and he had neither the heart nor the power to speculate on what kind of opponent this was, but just tried desperately to vent.

  It is morning.

   In the afternoon, Yang Minghai cooperated with acupuncture.

  It was not until this time that he learned from the mouths of local comrades that this Mr. Xu was a disciple of a Chinese medicine doctor.

   A disciple of TCM?

   That is also a Chinese medicine doctor?

  Yang Minghai couldn't believe that someone with such extraordinary skills was actually a doctor! Then what are these "warriors" who can't even touch the corners of their clothes?

   Until he fell asleep in acupuncture.

   Until he wakes up.

   What kind of feeling is that?

   Not to mention just graduating from high school, Yang Minghai swore that even if he graduated with a doctorate, he would never be able to express the happiness after waking up.

   Too easy!

Very comfortable!

   Until the evening, it was still from the mouths of local comrades in arms, Yang Minghai knew that compared with the most important things, relaxation and comfort are really nothing! It's simply not worth mentioning!

   Such days lasted for three days.

   Yang Minghai's group of twelve, nine of whom have already played against Mr. Xu, and the same nine have been acupuncture by him.

   At this time, there is no need for local comrades to popularize it. Yang Minghai and others have already discovered that after being acupuncture once, all the problems on their bodies, big and small, seem to have disappeared!

  Yang Minghai has been practicing iron sand palm hard for a while.

   This thing is not mysterious at all, but it takes hardships to practice, and after practice, it is also very powerful. However, although he was taught by the coach at the time, Yang Minghai still did not take care of him properly and injured one of his hands.

  Every morning and evening, or on cloudy days, his wrists and hand joints will be pantothenic acid, cold and painful.

   It's not serious, but this thing is incurable.

   But now, two days later, Yang Minghai found that there was no pantothenic acid or pain in his hand, not even a little bit!

   Others are in a similar situation.

   This made them both amazed and admired when they discussed this matter together.

  Mr. Xu is really amazing!

   In fact, most of them do not have a deep understanding of medicine, otherwise, the feeling at this time will not be "surprise" or "admiration", but will be doubting life.

   and Yang Minghai also came from other places in several batches. They did not participate in the daily training of the camp, and they only practiced on their own in the martial arts training ground in the morning.

  Besides the drill, everyone was talking about Mr. Xu.

   However, this morning, they did not wait for the arrival of Mr. Xu. In the afternoon, Yang Minghai and his party of twelve were announced by the leader of the team, "The vacation is over, all return!"

  Where is Xu Guangling?

  He is in the library.

  Last night, after getting the answer, today, he looked up some related things in the library.

   Which are related?

   Bigu.

   Fasting, fasting therapy.

   Don’t eat after noon.

  …

   From ancient China to modern times in the West, Xu Guangling flipped through a lot of ancient books, books, and magazines, but after a long time, he realized that although this search and flipping were not completely useless, they were basically useless.

   In fact, there is a saying, that is, at his current level, many of the problems he faces are basically impossible to find answers in the secular written records.

   Don't say the answer.

   There is no record of the problem.

   "It's so cold at the heights." Putting down another book, Xu Guangling sighed slightly.

   is actually not overwhelmed, but a kind of loneliness.

   Laozi, Zhuangzi, and the others, what kind of mentality did they leave behind when they wrote their own works?

  In ancient China, there were three immortals called "Meritorious Service, Virtue, and Word". Do they want to make meritorious deeds (the doctrine is used by emperors), or do they want to establish virtue and speech (the doctrine will serve as an example for future generations)? Or is it none of these, but just to express some kind of "loneliness"?

   At this moment, Xu Guangling suddenly had such a wonderful thought in his heart.

   But of course, there can be no answer to this question.

   "Self-reliance, food and clothing." The next moment, Xu Guangling muttered such a sentence in his heart, and then holding a book, his mind began to be immersed in himself.

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