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"Of course, this is only one possibility. The point where there is no substance may not be one, but there may be two, three, or even more."
"I don't know how you are in mathematics. In mathematics, there is a concept called algebra. It uses a symbol to replace a complex whole to reduce the difficulty of calculation. This method can be used here without any problems."
Cang Wei said.
Although he has lived in the Holy Tower for a long time, he has never stopped receiving information from the outside. He has read all kinds of humanities and the most cutting-edge intellectual achievements.
When boxing reaches his level, it is no longer just boxing, but has risen to a realm of transformation between heaven and man.
"This is also the difficulty of the matter. I have studied for a long time, and I have identified thirty-three points that have no substance. But this is not enough. There should be a better solution above."
"Theoretically speaking, since the fine holes are a whole, then because there is a point that can take into account the overall situation, as long as the change rules of that point are summarized, the positions of all the fine holes can be locked with one point."
Zhao Cheng said, and then he explained on the spot how he determined the thirty-three points.
Rather than saying this is a martial art, it is better to say it is a solution to a mathematical problem.
Youdao means that there are thousands of great ways and different paths leading to the same goal. It would be a misunderstanding if the understanding of martial arts is really limited to lifting stones and practicing strength.
Martial arts, in a sense, is similar to the history of the development of human civilization. The lowest level is grinding stones, but at the end, it is rubbing nuclear bombs, space-based weapons, and even the super-fantasy technology of two-way foil.
But if we look into the essence of these things, they can all be traced back to the earliest days of grinding stones to make tools.
The polished stone is a tool, and so is the dihedral foil.
The same is true for the development of martial arts, or the development of extraordinary paths. A method that can truly evolve to the pinnacle of life will definitely take into account all aspects.
Time passed slowly during the discussion between the two.
As for the people waiting below, their initial shock gradually turned into wide-eyed stares. Why, after just one blow, there was no movement. The plot didn't seem right.
According to their understanding, the next plot should be that Zhao Cheng's body was thrown down. But Zhao Cheng and Cang, regardless of other people's thoughts, discussed the way forward and exchanged wisdom. The more they discussed, the more...
There is a feeling of meeting each other too late.
Here, Zhao Cheng's strengths lie in his profound and broad knowledge, and the wisdom of hundreds of kings. In terms of substantive understanding of the Jing Kong, Cang is not as good as him. In addition, he has opened the wisdom lock, and in terms of Huiguang inspiration, Cang is not as good as him.
Not as good as him.
But Cang's advantage lies in the fact that he stands high, and is already in a realm that is even greater than that of the King of the Century. Looking down from a high place, the perspective of looking at things is naturally completely different.
In addition, the wisdom accumulated over the past sixty years and continuous learning has penetrated into the vast ocean. When the two communicated, it can be said that they complemented each other to a certain extent.
This discussion lasted for four days and four nights. The people below were staring with big eyes and small eyes, thinking about leaving, but they were afraid of missing something, so in the end they still waited.
As for Zhao Cheng and Cang, they started talking about the sixty-seven algorithms of the fine holes, how to destroy the fine holes, so as to achieve the ultimate use of the fine holes, and then even talked about the possibility of quantum theory on the fine holes.
, not only that, the ancient philosophy of yin and yang, the five elements theory, the heavenly stems and earthly branches, the twenty-four solar terms, and all kinds of philosophies seem to be able to go back to the Jing Kong, and they seem to be able to justify themselves to a certain extent.
Both of them are truly knowledgeable people. One came by a spark, and the other relied on time accumulation. Both of them have reached an extraordinary realm with their wisdom. Therefore, this exchange is naturally out of control.
Especially the Thirteenth General, who was not far away from each other. At the beginning, he could still understand a little bit of what the two people were saying, but after that, he became less and less understandable.
If you ask them to beat and kill people, or even quell unrest, then each of them will be better than the other, but this aspect is their knowledge blind spot.
There is no necessary connection between the level of boxing skills and the level of education. A knowledgeable person may not be a master, and an illiterate person can also have peerless martial arts.
And their exchange was also
It shows a truth, that is, how important it is for spiritual practice to have a comparable person.
The reason why a person's wisdom is limited is because changes are limited.
And the communication between two people with very bright wisdom is like the transformation of the yin and yang fish in Tai Chi. The whole thing starts to move. Once it moves, the possibilities are naturally unlimited.
Until four days and four nights later, Zhao Cheng's one hundred hours were about to end. He arrived at noon, and by this time, it had already entered the evening.
When the dim light of the setting sun shone on the holy tower and on Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng's voice suddenly stopped.
He stood up from sitting cross-legged and came to the edge of the holy tower, overlooking the world.
Under the twilight of the setting sun, the whole world seems to be dyed with a sad tone. The city in the distance and the twilight clouds have a sense of dreamy bubbles.
"Are you leaving?"
Cang said.
After four days and four nights of communication, with his realm and wisdom, he naturally got a glimpse of something, but he never mentioned it.
To him, it didn't really matter who Zhao Cheng was or what his identity was. He could feel that Zhao Cheng's heart was sincere and sincere in seeking the truth.
And this is enough.
After four days of long conversation, in his heart, Zhao Cheng had become a friend, or a Taoist friend. As a friend, how could it be necessary to pursue his friend's past?
As for Zhao Cheng, he doesn't tell his origins because it's unnecessary. After a hundred hours, everything will dissipate like a dream. What's the difference between whether he tells it or not?
For Cang, he also recognized that he was an extremely charming person in a true sense and a truly strong man.
Not because of the power, but because of the soul.
"The time has come, but I will come back, and then we will continue this unfinished discussion."
"Maybe one day we can really meet each other!"
Zhao Cheng said, but inexplicably he thought of the new opening remarks that appeared during the simulation summary after the extra-dimensional contract was concluded:
The nuclear war of the twentieth century destroyed civilization, and the savior ordered by the Emperor of Heaven did not bring peace until the real savior appeared.
As a slave, he secretly learned Nantian Holy Fist and combined various boxing techniques to create the most powerful Cangtian Ba Fist.
With the peerless force of the king who surpassed the century, he ended the troubled times and unified the world. It was divided into seventeen districts, and civilization prospered from then on.
He himself has broken the human lifespan and will live for two hundred years.
Until the end comes, the sun goes out, and the flow of life force of all life increases greatly, starting with ordinary people, and then with martial arts experts.
In the end, even the invincible Cang reaches the end.
At the end of the world, the last human being in the world sits alone on the throne, looking down at the dead world and his own dead empire, and roars unwillingly.
He punched the sky, and the sky collapsed, forming a fist seal that would be immortal for thousands of years!
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In Zhao Cheng's thoughts, in the glow of the setting sun, the world before his eyes dispersed like clouds of smoke.
This chapter has been completed!