Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

"Fuck, it's 2090, and cyberpunk is only 2077."

"Hahaha... I can actually live until 2090." Zhou Shen became more and more excited as he thought about it, and couldn't help laughing, "I don't know what it will be like in 70 years? Will this world really be like Cyberworld? The inside is the same, with all kinds of high-tech?"

Many people believe that in just 50 to [-] years, it is impossible for human science and technology to develop so fast, and to develop sci-fi architecture, personal aircraft, holographic technology, biomechanical prosthetics, intelligent AI, brain computers, etc. in cyberpunk.

But he feels that as long as technology breaks through the bottleneck, it will actually develop very fast. For example, if controllable nuclear fusion technology is really realized, in 50 years, even if it does not reach the level of cyberpunk technology, the difference will not be too far away.

"I don't know if I can see the realization of controllable nuclear fusion technology in my lifetime?"

This question flashed through Zhou Shen's mind, and then he got up in a good mood, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

After breakfast, he walked slowly towards the beach.

……

seven in the morning.

Haojiang North Island, sea view garden villa.

In the back garden, an old man with combed back hair and wearing a striped suspenders T-shirt was loosening the soil and watering the flowers. Next to him was a rural tabby cat lying there and licking the hair on its front feet.

Not far behind, a maid in her thirties, wearing a maid outfit, stood there quietly with a white towel on her arm.

After the old man finished loosening the soil, watering the flowers, and tidying up the tools, the maid stepped forward and handed the towel to the old man, "Here, Mr. Shen!"

The old man took the towel, wiped the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and carefully wiped off the soil stained by his fingers.

Just as the towel was handed to the maid, there was a sound of a car engine in the front hall of the villa, and at the same time, a man in his thirties came from the path next to the villa and said respectfully: "Mr. Shen, President Ruan coming."

"Oh, yeah?"

Hearing this, the old man happily walked towards the front hall of the villa.

This old man is none other than Shen Wanlin, Shen Weiran's father.

Shen Wanlin is different from his father and son. He is not interested in inheriting the family business at all. Instead, he is very obsessed with literature. After finishing his undergraduate degree in literature at Yanda University in Kyoto, he went to France to study for a doctorate. Distinguished Professor of the Department of Literature of the University.

Then when he was in his 40s, he became obsessed with Huaguo traditional martial arts again, and began to study and learn Wing Chun, Baimei Quan, Hong Quan, etc. Provincial Baimei Boxing President and many other honorary titles.

However, in the past one or two years, because he was busy assisting his son to take over the family business, he has been reclusive.

"Haha, long time no see, Professor Shen is still handsome."

"Hehe, President Ruan is the same..."

Shen Wanlin and the dusty Ruan Zhengtang exchanged a few words, and then the two came to the reception tea room in the side hall.

This is a room similar to a sun room, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides. The outside is lush forests and flower ponds. Through the gaps between the trees, you can see the bustling Haojiang River and the sea in the distance.

"President Ruan, please drink tea!"

The servant handed the teacup to Ruan Zhengtang.

Ruan Zhengtang thanked him, and then thanked Shen Wanlin for his help yesterday. For Zhou Shen's matter, Shen Wanlin made a special trip to call the Chief Z of the Haojiang Bank, which was really a great deal of face.

Then the two began to chat about Wing Chun and Pak Mei Boxing.

After chatting happily, Shen Wanlin dragged Ruan Zhengtang to the practice room next door to help him.

"Go, go, I haven't practiced for a long time..."

After sweating profusely, Shen Wanlin stopped, wiped his sweat and asked with a smile on his face: "By the way, Chairman Ruan... Who is that Zhou Shen? I heard in the morning that many people pleaded for him. "

Ruan Zhengtang also wiped his sweat and said, "I was about to tell you just now, but you interrupted me."

"Teacher Zhou is a true master of martial arts, and his kung fu has been practiced to the point of dark energy."

"Teacher Zhou? An Jin?" Shen Wanlin couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, "Is it that powerful?"

Seeing Shen Wanlin's smile, Ruan Zhengtang froze for a moment, then came to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Professor Shen, you misunderstood, the dark energy I'm talking about is not as simple as the ordinary realm, but a... a very profound effort."

Ruan Zhengtang then explained to Shen Wanlin in detail the real differences between [Ming Jin], [Dark Jin], [Transformation Realm], and [Dan Jin] in martial arts.

"A real master of dark energy is very powerful, full of energy and blood, infinite strength, amazing destructive power with every gesture, and flying over the wall as if it were nothing, and lightness kung fu flying on water and internal breathing..."

Shen Wanlin has studied and practiced boxing for so many years, and this is the first time he has heard that a person's fist can break open the air, which is beyond his comprehension.

And as a person who has received a modern scientific education, I don't believe such a thing at all.

Waiting to hear about flying over the eaves and walls, flying on water with qinggong, internal breathing, etc., it feels like a fairy tale.

Seeing that Ruan Zhengtang was still eloquent and excited, Shen Wanlin couldn't help it, and interrupted: "President Ruan, with all due respect, do you believe what you said?"

"Hahaha……"

Seeing the slight anger on Shen Wanlin's face, Ruan Zhengtang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Shen Wanlin is a former professor. Whether he is studying or practicing martial arts, he likes to seek truth from facts and does not like exaggeration.

"I know, I know. You definitely don't believe it. If I were half a month ago, I wouldn't believe it even if I was killed."

"The kung fu I just mentioned are all legendary ancient martial arts. It is impossible for anyone to do it now, and it also violates the laws of physics, right?"

"Let me tell you, that's because you haven't seen anyone running at a speed of more than 80 kilometers per hour with both legs, you haven't seen someone who can reach a height of six or seven meters, and you haven't seen someone lift a 200-kilogram The wooden dummy was kicked and exploded, and you have never seen someone who can move four meters horizontally in an instant."

Shen Wanlin looked at Ruan Zhengtang's excited appearance, shook his head and said, "Are you telling a story? I don't believe it!"

……

Not only did Shen Wanlin not believe it, but Lin Yutang and Lin Huijun, father and daughter, also did not believe it.

The father and daughter watched the video dozens of times over and over again, and then contacted many witnesses through many relationships. As a result, without exception, they all swear and swear that they are absolutely not lying.

The father and daughter stayed up all night in shock.

Anyone who has received modern education knows that the kung fu shown in these videos has completely violated the laws of physics.

It's like when Zhou Shen was in Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, in front of countless people, he kicked a thickened boxing target, kicked a leather sandbag, and punched a wooden dummy, all of which were very unreasonable.

With the strength of human flesh and bones, how could it be possible to withstand such a huge impact?

If you really kick the punching target's sandbags, blow up the wooden dummy, your fists and legs will definitely be destroyed.

The father and daughter didn't want to believe it, but in order to find out the truth of the matter, they immediately found more witnesses.

Early in the morning, these witnesses rushed over from Guangdong Province one after another.

The first person Lin Yutang met was Huang Xuelin, the vice president of the Guangdong Martial Arts Association and a famous master of Hongquan.

The Lin family spent a lot of money, just to invite him over, and spent hundreds of thousands, nominally to invite him to Haojiang to practice Hongquan.

Although Huang Xuelin is not short of money, no one thinks there is too much money. The practice is only one hour, and he can earn hundreds of thousands. Why not do it?

"Hello, President Huang, I have long admired your name!"

"Director Lin is being polite."

"This is my daughter Lin Huijun, who is also the general manager and executive director of Genting Days."

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

"Hello, President Huang, I'm very glad to meet you. I've always heard that you are a master of martial arts in Guangdong Province. I've wanted to visit you for a long time, but I never had the chance."

"Hehe, Boss Lin has won the prize..."

The ancestors of the Lin family were from Fujian Province. Although they have been living in Malay country for these years, their Mandarin is quite standard.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two parties sat down.

Lin Yutang asked straight to the point with a smile: "President Huang, I invited you here today because I want to ask you about a person, about the iron-legged master Zhou Shenzhou."

"Zhou Shen?" Huang Xuelin, who was originally smiling, immediately darkened when he heard Lin Yutang's question, "What do you want to ask?"

Seeing Huang Xuelin's expression, Lin Yutang asked cautiously, "I heard that this Master Zhou kicked a cowhide sandbag with his feet in a fighting gym called Guanyu in Yangcheng. I heard that President Huang was one of the witnesses." , I don’t know if this matter is true or not?”

Huang Xuelin was silent for a while and said: "Fighting is based on virtue, and there is no boxing without virtue. Boxing depends on a person's excellent character to establish and exert its practical functions. People who lack virtue will not obtain real boxing."

Lin Yutang was confused when he heard this, "Is that true or not?"

Huang Xuelin followed up and said: "Before learning art, learn etiquette, and before learning martial arts, learn morality first. In martial arts teaching, you must first teach morality, boxing is based on virtue, and martial virtues are nourishing. Self-cultivation should be based on self-cultivation, respect and humility, and at the same time respect teachers and friends." , understand the principles of boxing, rather than relying on high kung fu to be defiant and disrespectful to the teacher."

Lin Yutang: "Uh, is that true or false?"

Huang Xuelin said impatiently: "No matter how good his martial arts are, what can he do? Now is the era of the rule of law."

Chapter 175 Resurrection?

At 11 am, 15 nautical miles southeast of Haojiang River.

On the 170-meter-deep submarine canyon platform, Zhou Shen held a large alloy gun and practiced the "Five Tigers Breaking Door Gun".

Wrapping, smashing, hanging, twisting, buckling, pulling, strangling, every movement is meticulous.

However, due to the resistance of deep sea water pressure, it takes a lot of energy to pick each shot out.

"Thirty styles of the five tigers' door-breaking guns, turn around and breathe out clouds!"

Zhou Shen said something silently, his body leaned back like an iron bridge, and at the same time, the alloy bridge in his hand pierced the canyon cliff with a shot.

The tip of the gun silently broke through the sea water, and plunged into the rock harder than steel.

Zhou Shen shook his hand, and the canyon rock that had undergone hundreds of millions of years of crustal movement and the extrusion of sea water burst open instantly, and the alloy gun was pulled out and thrown on the ground.

His chest was constantly heaving, and the pressure of the deep sea water combined with strenuous exercise had severely exhausted his physical energy.

But the eyes were full of excitement.

"I originally thought that big guns are of little use in modern times. After all, it is impossible to go out with a big gun that is several meters long. If you don't use a big gun, you can have the shape and meaning of the north leg, the bullet skills, the defense with the iron inner shirt, and escape. There is a jumping technique."

"But now that I think about it, my previous idea was still too arbitrary. A big gun may not have to be three or four meters long. It can be shorter, such as one or two meters, or the eyebrow stick, three-section stick, two-section stick, etc. Can be used as a big gun."

"Even as long as it is a stick or a long object, such as a person, when it is really fighting, you can grab it and use it as a big gun!"

Thinking of holding a man in his hand, wielding it as a big gun and using it to attack, Zhou Shen couldn't help but think of the prostate brake in Gintama, and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that it was getting late, he picked up a deep-sea waterproof bag placed on the platform, and then floated directly to the surface of the sea.

……

The Haojiang Dongjiaozui Islands are about 15 nautical miles south of the Haojiang River.

There are a total of five small islands, which add up to only six or seven square kilometers. The islands are lush and tree-lined, and there are many yachts, motorboats, and even cruise ships on the pier.

At this time, on the calm sea, there are many cruise ships, yachts, motorboats and so on.

On one of the medium-sized luxury cruise ships, more than a dozen men and women were basking in the sun, swimming, and surfing. Silver bell-like laughter followed one after another, floating far, far away on the open and boundless sea.

At this moment, Shen Yu, who was lying on the second deck in a bikini and basking in the sun, turned over and was about to sit up and drink a sip of water. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the calm sea in the distance, and suddenly a head appeared on the sea.

Shen Yu was taken aback, and she was still wondering, there were no boats around there, how did that person swim there?

As a result, in the next second, the person who appeared suddenly, with two arms like two paddle boards, was spinning at high speed, and his body was swimming in the direction of Dongjiaozui Islands in a butterfly stroke position.

"Wow, swimming so fast? Impossible, there must be some kind of machine installed under the body."

Just as Shen Yu was amazed, other people on the yacht also saw this scene.

"Hey, look, that man swims so fast!"

"Is it true, can people swim so fast?"

"Monkey Sailei!"

"Good job!"

"Hey……"

All the men and women were shocked by the swimming speed of the people in the sea.

And not only on their boat, many other people also saw that those driving motorboats even chased after them.

"Hurry up, hurry up... Hey, handsome guy, wait a minute."

The person swimming on the sea is none other than Zhou Shen.

Because this side is more than 10 nautical miles away from the Haojiang River, it took nearly an hour to swim over when he came in the morning, and he naturally stopped going back from the bottom of the sea when he returned.

He was going to go back by speedboat.

Soon he swam to the pier of the island, and seven or eight motorboat drivers chased after him, including Shen Yu, who was the first to spot him just now, and surrounded him in a yacht.

"Hey handsome guy, why are you swimming so fast?"

"Are you a professional swimmer?"

"What kind of swimmer, do you understand? Even if three Phillips are tied together, it is impossible to swim so fast. I guarantee with my head that he must be lying on top of the underwater thruster."