Chapter 22: God in the Fist
Green mountains, green waters, and bright red flowers and plants.

In the mountains, Zhou Yan sat cross-legged on a blue stone. The breeze rustled the green grass, and the scent of morning dew, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees, entered his mouth and nose.

Looking down, there is a small river which is not very wide.

The crystal clear river water flows down from the mountainside, fish swim in the riverbed, birds alight from the branches and drink the water together with the animals.

It's a beautiful picture of hundreds of animals swimming in the water.

“All emotions come from the heart.”

"Sadness of parting is a kind of touch, anger is a kind of touch, family love, success in the imperial examinations, and the ambition to serve the country are also like this."

"There are thousands of things in this world that can touch the heart."

"Just like this peaceful scene, it can touch the soul itself, soothe fatigue, nourish the spirit and make people calm."

On the bluestone, Zhou Yan rested his hands on his knees, thinking hard:

"But, what exactly is the power of the mind?"

In the world of dragons and snakes, martial arts flourish.

This system, which has evolved from martial arts to martial arts, will, after being fully sublimated, become the foundation of a spiritual practice system a hundred years later.

The ultimate goal of martial arts is to cultivate spiritual strength.

In a moment of thought, mental power penetrates the Feng Shui magnetic field, interferes with dimensions, and sees through dimensions.

Even in the end, the mind can interfere with reality.

Beyond the ordinary.

All of this is incredible. The extraordinary that Zhou Yan pursues all comes from the word "heart".

Although Zhou Yan's current realm is only Hua Jin, which is far from the level of cultivating spiritual power, he is also thinking about the existence of the mind in martial arts.

“Looking for the power of being moved…”

Zhou Yan muttered to himself.

The power of transformation is used to cultivate the body. The power penetrates the tendons, bones, skin, blood, flesh, marrow, and internal organs, making the body gradually stronger and reaching the peak of the human body.

Zhou Yan is currently at this level.

But if you want to go a step further and comprehend the secret of Dan Jin, you can achieve Dan Gong.

Then you have to understand this so-called "touching".

Or it could be called persistence.

"Some seek the truth and compare themselves to gods, some are sincere in martial arts and have a sincere heart, and some are innocent and walk the Long March again to gain the meaning of protection."

“These are all persistence, extensions of will.”

Zhou Yan suddenly had an idea:
“Perhaps, I don’t need this kind of emotion, but I need to let the spirit in my fist!”

Recalling what I know, all the Taoist books, ancient classics, and miscellaneous essays.

Zhou Yan finally understood what Dan Jin was.

Dan is a fruit, a result.

It was formed by an ancient alchemist and Taoist who collected various medicinal materials and melted their essence.

Martial arts take its meaning.

Baodan is the ultimate unification of all one's own practice, strength control, and kung fu styles.

What then is the fire that will smelt these?
Zhou Yan already has the answer.

That is 'God', the spirit of martial arts, or one's own persistence and will.

In this way, martial arts are driven by the spirit in the fist.

Then you can integrate the changes of Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin or any other moves and routines into one point, and your mind will be more strongly focused.

Then, manipulate the Qi and blood, penetrating into the body.

"Wang Chao has engraved the perseverance on the long road in his heart, Tang Zichen has a burning heart to seek the truth, and GOD is like planting a golden lotus in the fire, doing everything he can to find the way forward."

"I don't have anything or anyone worth remembering in this world, and my pursuit of martial arts is definitely not for the sake of eternal and unchanging eternity."

Zhou Yan slowly stood up, smiling:
"Then I will imprint the operation of the universe and all things in my heart."

"This will help me become a god!"

Huhu~
The wind falls from the cloud sky.

On the bluestone, Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes moving to the sky, to the earth, to the flowers, plants, rivers, and to the thousands of birds, beasts, fish and insects.

And the nature that seems to be whispering in your ears.

With the world coming into view, Zhou Yan began to move, placing his hands at his sides and pushing slowly.

Push and pull.

Take and pull.

Seems slow, seems fast.

It seemed that Zhou Yan was not performing any martial arts moves, but using his hands to promote the operation of nature.

Rumble~
Muffled thunder-like sounds roared from Zhou Yan's body and spread in all directions.

The frightened birds and beasts looked around, thinking that it was going to thunder and rain. In an instant, they stopped drinking water at the river and fled in all directions.

As the trampling continued, blood began to spread.

“Movement and stillness are two sides of the same coin, just like nature. There is the tranquility of harmony and unity, but also the violent storms and the cruelty of natural selection.”

“Only in this way can the cycle of heaven and earth be formed.”

Zhou Yan kept in mind what he saw, and each move he made gradually changed.

It's not the external actions, but the core.

His mind was calm and quiet, like a clear mountain pond, peaceful and without ripples; externally, his fists and feet were swinging, and the wind from his fists was whistling, like the sound of thunder.

The internal strength is subtle, shaking the internal organs, limbs, bones, blood, and marrow.

A room that combines movement and stillness.

All the martial arts, cultivation and insights Zhou Yan gained from the two worlds were no longer chaotic, but almost integrated, just like idle soldiers led by a good commander.

Although the dragon shape that Yan Yuanyi saw was infinitely close to Baodan, it was still a few points short. Now, his sudden enlightenment made up for it all.

Call ~
On the bluestone, Zhou Yan let out a long breath.

Now that he has comprehended the god in his heart, every move he makes is blessed with spiritual power, although in actual combat it may only increase a bit of momentum.

But there is a world of difference between the two.

Today's tiny foundation stones, accumulated over the years, will one day be able to support an extraordinary tower.

"It's still a little short. My body is not yet fully trained, and my Qi and blood are insufficient..."

Feeling the surging of Qi and blood in his body and the strength increasing all the time, Zhou Yan knew that he was only a little bit away from achieving the elixir.

Now Zhou Yan’s spiritual realm is already high enough to form an elixir. He has never tried to break through, simply because his body is not yet complete.

When your energy is sufficient, that is the day of holding the elixir.

"This time I have comprehended the god in my heart, and my martial arts have been further improved. I wonder how powerful I am?"

Zhou Yan's mind moved, and he exerted a little force on his feet, transforming his energy into a point.

boom!
A soft sound.

The bluestone three meters beneath his feet had already cracked, and large pieces of gravel burst out and splashed out.

A random strike can break a stone or split a monument.

"Where should I go next?"

Standing among the rubble, looking at the river where all the birds and animals had already dispersed, Zhou Yan fell into deep thought.

After cutting ties with the Special Intelligence Bureau, his own martial arts had almost reached the level of a golden elixir, although gathering martial arts from smaller sects would still be helpful.

But compared with the time spent, it is not worth it.

The target will naturally be placed on those major sects and forces.

Those forces that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years, which are longer than a dynasty, must cherish their heritage.

The essays and insights left by these talented people and top figures of an era will surely inspire his inspiration better.

Thus, you can get one step closer and peek into the higher realm of martial arts.

"A century-old heritage is not uncommon in this land, but if we want to get rid of its dross, then the first choice should be Wudang Mountain."

"My physical strength is still growing. This process cannot be rushed, but it won't take long. Perhaps I can spare some time to visit this Taoist important place..."

As my thoughts jumped, all the beasts returned.

Birds, beasts, fish and insects flocked from the river bank again, as if the sudden change had never happened.

After taking a deep look, Zhou Yan turned and left.

……

China has a history of five thousand years.

The origin of martial arts is difficult to trace. It is said that the Five Animal Exercises written by Hua Tuo is to use movements to nourish the body and strengthen the body.

It may be one of the root causes.

But among the general public, what is more famous is Tai Chi, which was created by Taoist Sanfeng hundreds of years ago and is known all over the world.

Zhou Yan was no exception.

"Hello, here are your tickets."

At the station entrance, the staff asked.

Zhou Yan nodded, showed his mobile phone, opened the virtual ticket and let the staff check it.

"no problem."

After the inspection was completed, the staff smiled and said:
"Have a nice sightseeing!"

"Thank you."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly and smiled in return.

Wudang Mountain has an altitude of nearly 1,600 meters. Although the terrain is not steep, there are many cliffs, making it difficult to climb.

But, there were still huge crowds of people.

"Thousands of years later, the dynasty fell, and even the ruler of the world was buried in the coffin, but these sects still survived in the world..."

Zhou Yan walked among the crowd on the mountain path and sighed: "The so-called seeking common ground while reserving differences is also a learning. It is easy to observe the sky, but difficult to understand it. It is easy to observe people, but difficult to understand their hearts."

"These people are not simple..."

Even an emperor with millions of soldiers at his disposal will still be rebelled against. The longest-lasting dynasty only lasted seven or eight hundred years, but some sects can last more than a thousand years.

but……

"A hundred years later, there will be unprecedented changes and turmoil in the universe and the stars."

Zhou Yan seemed to remember something and couldn't help but smile: "I wonder if you can still survive when the extraordinary comes to the world?"

The mountain path is long and steep, with dense steps.

Many tourists were catching their breath and recovering their strength. Some people were secretly amazed at Zhou Yan's physical strength, as he could climb a thousand meters without changing his expression.

Cross mountains and ridges, and cross the cableway.

Zhou Yan came to Zixiao Palace, entered the palace, closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the breath of the years.

Meanwhile, wait silently.

With his current fame, he would attract attention wherever he went.

Da da da!
After a moment, a young man in Taoist robes came running over and glanced at the many tourists in the hall.

His eyes quickly landed on Zhou Yan.

Without it.

It was only because Zhou Yan's "reputation" was too great that most of the forces in the martial arts world had spread his presence. Although Wudang Mountain was a Taoist sect, it was also involved in the martial arts world.

He himself had 'met' Zhou Yan.

What's more, this person's temperament is really special. He has an aura that seems out of place, yet harmonious with nature.

It's really contradictory.

"Mr. Zhou, please follow me. The teacher wants to see you."

The young man in Taoist robe bowed slightly, ignoring the surprise of other tourists, clasped his fists in salute, and then spoke softly.

"Excuse me, please lead the way."

Zhou Yan opened his eyes and nodded slightly.

The young man in Taoist robe was surprised. He didn't expect that this 'living devil' would be so easy to talk to. According to rumors in the martial arts world, this man has an extremely murderous nature.

A fellow disciple recognized Zhou Yan and immediately informed the teacher, who was alarmed and sent himself over in a hurry, fearing that something might have happened.

Now it seems that the rumors may not be correct.

"please."

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and the young man threw away his Taoist robe and led the way.

Zhou Yan nodded and let him lead the way.

Go through the main hall.

Behind Ziwei Palace is a small courtyard.

The green forest is lush and green, with the scent of grass and trees in the air. Although the courtyard is not big, it is very neat.

It is even better than the Qiuhua Temple.

Boom boom boom!
The young man in Taoist robes knocked on the door three times, then whispered, "Teacher, there are guests coming to visit!"

(End of this chapter)