After meditating for several hours, Fang Yi's fatigue for a day had disappeared. After coming out of the cave at the supply point, the stars in the night sky had not yet dissipated. Although he was in a dangerous place, standing on the hillside and looking at the mountains covered by mist, Fang Yi's heart was still peaceful.

"Although the land of Dharma and wealth is ranked last, it is also indispensable. In the future, you can travel all over the mountains and rivers and find a blessing in the sky to live in seclusion..."

Feeling this tranquility, Fang Yi almost had the idea of ​​escape from the world again. According to the old Taoist priest, Fang Yi is different from ordinary people. He has a heart for Taoism. Even if he has been practicing in the world for a hundred years, he will eventually return to the road of practicing Taoism.

However, this does not mean that Fang Yi will play in the world, because refining the heart in the world requires all your energy and dedication. Friendship for friends and the hazy love of Bai Chuxia all allow Fang Yi to grow up, and his understanding of the great way of heaven and earth has become deeper.

"Fang Yi, are you getting up so early again?" Peng Bin's voice came from behind, and he moved his body slightly. A crisp sound broke out on the bones all over Peng Bin's body.

"Brother, there are probably not many people who can practice external skills to your level in ancient times..."

Although it is still impossible to hurt people like internal martial arts, ordinary internal martial arts masters are definitely not opponents of Peng Bin. People like Si Yuanjie who can barely touch the threshold of hidden power will probably not be able to overcome three moves in Peng Bin's hands.

Fang Yi believed that his elder brother was born in the wrong age. If he was born in ancient times, he would definitely be a peerless general of Dianwei and Lubu. He fought with cold weapons, and Fang Yi asked himself that he was not Peng Bin's opponent.

"In modern society, there are not many people practicing kung fu, and the little guys know how to play guns all day long..."

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin couldn't help but smile bitterly. His son was six years old this year. Peng Bin originally planned to teach him boxing, but his wife refused to let him go. A group of young and half of them were fiddling with adult guns at home all day long. Some time ago, there was a fire incident, which scared everyone in the family to put the guns in the house.

"If you practice kung fu to the extreme, you may not be able to hit the ordinary gun..."

A ray of light shot out from Fang Yi's eyes, as if he had the current cultivation level, he could not hear the prophet. Although his body could not block the bullet, he could make predictions in advance. As long as Fang Yi's movements could be faster than the opponent's trigger, he could completely dodge.

"That's right, but if the submachine gun is fired, it's still difficult to avoid..."

Peng Bin nodded when he heard this. He held a pistol within three or five meters. Peng Bin didn't care at all, but in Myanmar, there were AK submachine guns flowing from the border or the former Soviet Union everywhere, so when facing the government forces, Peng Bin had to hide in the jungle.

"Guns are not the path that human evolution should take..."

Fang Yi shook his head. Although he had never been to school, his knowledge level was not worse than that of ordinary college students. During the days when he went down the mountain to study with Sun Lianda, Fang Yi had been analyzing the evolution and changes of mankind over the past thousands of years.

Fang Yi, an earlier ape, naturally would not study it. He started with the birth of human civilization. The lifespan of early humans was very short, only thirty or forty years. However, as humans gradually evolved, their lifespan began to grow, their strength gradually grew, and their minds became flexible.

Among them, there were many wise men with extraordinary physical or intellectual abilities who appeared. They made great contributions to the evolution of mankind. For example, ancient military strategists and thinkers were all classified by Fang Yi.

For example, some myths and legends recorded in Taoist scriptures, Fang Yi cannot prove that they have indeed existed, but no one can prove that they have not appeared. As the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves. Fang Yi believes that after ancient humans practiced to a certain level, they did have abilities that ordinary people could not reach.

This can be verified in Fang Yi. He still can't tell where the ability he obtained from the sea of ​​consciousness comes from, but Fang Yi can indeed use this ability to control the addition or regression of the object's time. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is also a method like a god.

Fang Yi believes that the human body has infinite potential, just like the human brain is less than 10%, and he has no understanding of his own sea of ​​consciousness. As the body evolves, more abilities will appear.

"This is the path chosen by humans themselves, and they have nothing to say if they go wrong..."

Peng Bin said with a wry smile: "Even if humans know that strengthening their bodies can make them individually stronger, I'm afraid they will show firearms technology. After all, this is a shortcut, especially in war. The power of modern technology is too great, so great that no country can refuse..."

"Fang Yi, look at the scars here, they are left by gunshot wounds..."

As Peng Bin spoke, he pulled open the clothes on his chest. There was a nail-sized scar on his atrium slightly lowered, which looked inconspicuous. If Peng Bin didn't say it, Fang Yi would have thought it was a birthmark.

"This position is very dangerous..." Fang Yi carefully looked at the scar, and a trace of shock appeared on his face. If the gunshot wound was a little higher, I'm afraid Peng Bin could not stand here and talk to him now.

"It's not just danger, it almost killed me..." Peng Bin smiled bitterly and told Fang Yi about his past.

Peng Bin started practicing martial arts at the age of five and debuted at the age of eighteen to fight black boxing. He practiced hard for thirteen years before gaining a place in the black boxing world. During those years, Peng Bin confirmed that he was very strong and he had almost never met any opponents in the Southeast Asian boxing world.

But when Peng Bin was twenty-five years old, he was assassinated for profit and almost died. The murderer who shot him was just a street gangster who touched his gun for the second time. He didn't even know the difference between fully automatic weapons and semi-automatic weapons.

It is also a sadness for a warrior who has practiced boxing for twenty years to lose to one who can only pull the trigger. Since then, although Peng Bin has not given up practicing martial arts, he has also begun to accept modern weapons. The cruel reality forces him to change.

"Brother, this kind of thing will not happen in the future. After you build the foundation for a hundred days, you will have a predictive reaction to danger. At least assassination like this cannot harm you..."

After hearing what Peng Bin told me, Fang Yi felt a little scared, but Fang Yi believed that with the experience Peng Bin got from birth and death and as his cultivation deepened, he would soon reach the state of an unheard prophet. In Fang Yi's opinion, Peng Bin at that time was countless times more terrifying than now.

"Do you have this kind of reaction now?" Peng Bin was very curious about this state. In fact, he also has the ability to sense danger now, but it is not as magical as Fang Yi said.

Fang Yi did not answer Peng Bin's words, but said with a smile: "Today I enter the Wild Man Mountain, I will open the way in front. Brother, please give me the way in the back. How about it?"

Peng Bin hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, but you have to be careful. If you are bitten by a snake, it will be troublesome. In addition, we may have to take a few steps. When I ask you to stop, you will stop..."

Peng Bin has lived in the mountains for so many years. He knows the habits of snakes very well. When walking in the forest, he rarely touches the territory of poisonous snakes. He is afraid that Fang Yi will not step on the poisonous snake, so that even if the snake that does not attack people will turn around and bite it.

Another point is that the poisonous miasma in the wild man's mountains is random. Today, in this woods, you may wander to another place tomorrow due to wind and other factors. This will bring a lot of difficulties to Peng Bin and Fang Yi who are following the map, and they need to correct their direction at any time.

"Brother, don't worry, I've lived in the mountains for not necessarily less than you..." Fang Yi laughed and took out a few canned meat and threw it to Peng Bin. This thing is not easy to carry. Whenever a supply point arrives, he and Peng Bin are always the first to consume the food.

"Twenty magazines are enough, and the other bullets are left here..."

After breakfast, Peng Bin began to count the supplies. In order to successfully cross the wilderness mountain, there were some unnecessary loads that could be kept.

Before going to bed yesterday, Peng Bin filled the bullets with twenty magazines. The bullet belts on him and Fang Yi's chest could be inserted with six magazines. The remaining four could be easily placed in the pockets of the camouflage uniforms on his body, and it would not affect their movements at all.
Chapter completed!