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Chapter 1780 Master

Xiang Nan had seen many people, visited many different countries, even the world, and even the planar universe.

However, the people he saw were either highly developed martial arts, people who were well fed and clothed, each living a leisurely and relaxed life.

Either the martial arts were not strong enough, and people were jealous of each other and framed each other. In order to climb to a higher position, they were willing to be the butcher whose hands were stained with blood.

However, this world was something Xiang Nan had never seen before.

The people here were so upright and full of vitality.

Perhaps, this kind of atmosphere would only appear in this young world.

Xiang Nan's strength had been completely sealed. His Dao Heart had fallen asleep. Perhaps he was completely dead. Even he did not know if there was another day when he would recover.

His heart was empty, and he didn't know how to continue, nor did he know where to go.

He likes to observe pedestrians and all kinds of busy people coming and going from north to south.

He always carefully looked at the expressions of those people and listened to their words.

It was a story that had nothing to do with him. It was a story that he had never participated in before. It was a strange, different person, a different life experience.

According to the calendar of this world, this time it belongs to the year 2050.

About sixty years ago, the world's scientific and technological civilization entered an unprecedented period of great explosion.

In these 60 years, all kinds of new technological products, like bamboo shoots springing up after a rain, all kinds of amazing inventions and creations, rushing to the forefront.

At this rate, the humans here wouldn't need many years to have the ability to explore the universe.

However, an accident had interrupted the development of science and technology in this world. This accident caught people off guard.

Spiritual Qi appeared between heaven and earth.

First, someone accidentally mastered Qi. Here, this was an existence called Qigong.

Soon after, some people began to show signs of sprouting. They discovered that their lifespans were prolonging. A middle-aged man in his fifties had the appearance of a middle-aged man in his eighteen or nineteen years of age.

Some people had learned how to strengthen their bodies in their ignorance. Gradually, they were able to break rocks with their bare hands and carry heavy objects that were nearly ten times their own weight.

People are always selfish. They want to prolong their lives. They are hungry and thirsty for new changes in their bodies. They are even crazy.

In a single night, in the entire azure world, almost everyone was talking about Qigong. Everyone was trying to find a way to become stronger.

On the streets, in the newspapers, on television, there were topics about "cultivation" everyday, bombarding the information world.

People began to cultivate. They favoured one thing over the other, and scientific and technological civilization came to a complete halt twenty years ago.

All of a sudden, weird organizations among the people rose up. These organizations were all using the banner of "Qigong" to claim that they had found new cultivation methods to attract more people to join them.

Civilian power rose rapidly, while official power began to decline.

Until one day, a short video appeared on the Internet, showing a head of state quietly cultivating Qigong in his home.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and cultivation became the main theme.

In this era, there are a few "Qigong" masters. They have become the most resplendent stars in people's hearts. They can lead humans to explore this brand-new field of "Qigong".

People worshipped these so-called masters as if they were gods.

From the initial suppression, to the compromise, and then to joining in.

In that short video, the head of the white race treated a Chinese Qigong master as his spiritual mentor and obeyed his orders.

A new era has arrived.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan opened a small inn in Yunnan. The scenery of this inn was excellent, but its location was relatively remote. He didn't even have many guests. Sometimes, business was good, and it was considered good to be able to stay in a hundred or so people a month.

At most, there were only five people who lived in this small two-storey inn every day.

But Xiang Nan was very leisurely.

At the edge of his ears, he was lying on a recliner, leisurely and lazily basking in the sunshine.

He held a newspaper in his hand.

He didn't like the glittering words on the screen. He preferred the touch of paper.

But what was worth pondering was that when human civilization reached a certain height, it began to recall the old days. The once extinct newspapers had actually revived.

Xiang Nan picked up his teacup and gently took a sip of the local specialty tea under the bright sunshine.

He closed the newspaper with a headline on the front page.

"Triad Qigong Master Wang Jingyun has arrived in Dali today."

For a moment, Dali became the liveliest place. Countless people rushed over from all over the world, hoping to witness Master Wang Jingyun's demeanor and see his true appearance.

Just as Xiang Nan closed the newspaper, a boiling noise came from behind him.

Immediately after, a few muscular men dressed in black walked over and cleared out all the pedestrians and tourists.

Behind these black-clothed men, another eight black-clothed men gathered together. A middle-aged man with a face like a jade crown and eyes like bright stars walked over.

That was the famous triad master, Wang Jingyun. Behind him, the ordinary people, who were isolated by the black-clothed people, kept screaming and shouting the word "master".

"Your inn?" Master Wang Jingyun wore a loose training uniform and looked very relaxed.

He came to Xiang Nan's side and asked.

Xiang Nan shook his head with a smile and said, "My inn is in a more remote place. It was opened by my friend."

The black-clothed men were furious. One of them grabbed onto Xiang Nan's shoulder and shouted, "Everyone stand respectfully when they see Master Wang! Even important officials have to bathe and change their clothes in advance before they dare to meet him."

"You can't even stand up when you see Master Wang. You're still sitting!"

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Master Wang's eyes, but he did not show it. He pretended to be magnanimous and said, "Don't make things difficult for this little brother."

"He likes to sit. Just sit there. Unfortunately, he doesn't know that he missed an opportunity to communicate with Master."

Xiang Nan turned around and saw that the people who were isolated in the distance were all helplessly looking at Xiang Nan.

It would be a great honor to have a few words with Master Wang! With just a few pointers from Master Wang, Xiang Nan would benefit endlessly.

Unfortunately, this blind young man.

Then Master Wang said to Xiang Nan, "Where is your friend?"

Xiang Nan said, "I went out. I won't be back until half a month later."

Master Wang nodded, "In that case, it's up to you. I'll take care of this inn. No one else is allowed to stay in it."

With that, Master Wang waved his sleeves and walked into the inn with his hands behind his back.

Many black-clothed people surrounded the inn layer upon layer, strictly expelling those ignorant flat-headed civilians.

"Let me see Master. Please, I'm a good material. If I get Master's guidance, I will definitely learn Qigong."

"Please, let me also meet Master Wang. I think I'm a rare genius in a hundred years …"

The crowd shouted, causing Xiang Nan's rare leisure time to be shattered.

He turned around and looked at Master Wang, who was stepping upstairs, before lowering his head to read the newspaper.

That Master Wang was roughly at the fifth level of Body Tempering. He didn't even have the previous weather, and there was only a chaotic and messy Spiritual Qi in his body.