He opened the Yue Men Jian Pai swordsmanship teaching, and suddenly, on the screen that looked like a real person, a figure appeared practicing sword techniques. Fang Xin was fully focused, paying attention to every move he made.

  Technology has now advanced to the point where every subtle movement can be recorded and played back from different angles, along with commentary and interpretation by researchers on these movements, as well as the methods and goals of training.

  Practicing swordsmanship, the first difficulty is to fully grasp the key points of its movements, and the second is whether the practitioner's physical quality can be exerted. For these two points, Fang Xin was not a problem.

  His remodeled spirit had a very strong memory, of course, compared to a camera it was far inferior, but it was enough. Repeatedly watching the first set of sword techniques, and then watching the attached teaching materials about human movement limits and targeted attack principles, as well as mechanics and human body knowledge, Fang Xin had a thoughtful expression.

  "Play human body animation virtually!" Fang Xin said.

  In an instant, the real people turned into virtual animations, also wielding this set of martial arts, more than a dozen ordinary people holding long knives came up, and he killed all his opponents one by one. The movements were smooth and flowing, every move was accurate to the extreme.

  Fang Xin was deeply attracted by this tutorial!

  In the teaching materials, each action is the maximum exertion of one's own physical strength, targeting the opponent's physical limit, and utilizing the environment and actions to expose the opponent's "limit"!

  The so-called swordsmanship or martial arts principle is to enhance one's own physical limits, and make movements and strength not exceed one's limits, thus keeping oneself always protected.

  In military strategy, this means keeping strength always at a certain degree of concentration while being able to take care of both ends.

  And attack and guide the opponent, causing the opponent's strength and movement to deviate from the protective limit, so that a single blow can be fatal, neat and efficient.

  This is called the extreme circle, or survival circle in this world.

  Of course, the limit circle of a person who has been tempered and an ordinary person is completely different.

  Fang Xin suddenly had a great awakening, as if starving and thirsty, remembering these movements, analyzing the martial arts and swordsmanship principles that ran through them.

  On Earth, this kind of scientific and systematic martial art is rare, even if it exists, it will not be popularized to the public. In this world, these are all interests, as long as there are enthusiasts, they can truly conduct research and learning.

  It seemed like just a few seconds later, with a "ding" sound, the set female voice interrupted his study: "3 o'clock has arrived, 3 o'clock has arrived. You have another task to do."

  Fang Xin Meng was startled, and only then did he wake up from his sword practice. He looked at the time and indeed it was already three o'clock. He hastily ordered a nutritious fast food meal, wolfed it down, put on his monk's robe, and directly headed to Qing Shu Hospital by car.

  The area of Qing Shu Hospital was very large, with gardens and trees everywhere, but as soon as Fang Xin walked in, he furrowed his brow. He felt a chill inside, which was the aura of too many deaths.

  After showing the card and information, a nurse from the hospital came forward. Although she found this young monk quite strange, it didn't hinder her words: "Yes, Mr. Chu Yishun is no longer doing well, his children have gone abroad and haven't returned, you've come at just the right time."

  Three days passed quickly. The final moment still has to come.

  Although medical technology in this world is very advanced, it comes at a great cost and society cannot provide the most complete treatment for everyone.

  He walked in and found an emaciated old man sleeping, or rather half-dazed, with a thick scent of death on his body.

  Fang Xin quickly adjusted his mindset, with no joy or worry in his heart, and stopped the nurse's actions. The nurse then pushed open the door and walked in.

  Fang Xin opened the "Houtu Wansheng Jing".

  "Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, the body returns to the after-earth. However, you do not need to suffer and grieve, death is a cycle of life, without any cover-up, hypocrisy or darkness."

  "Houtu Hua Liudao, it's all for you guys not to disperse, not to fall."

  "The Way is not to despise, from above downwards, even more so, it's not necessary to despise. The high is not here to abandon the low, but to let you know that you are eternal seeds, and I am your parent, loving and guiding you to walk on the true path of righteousness. Before this, I wish to be reborn lifetime after lifetime, guarding over you!"

  He believed in it, and as he read the previous sentence, suddenly, there was an invisible white light that descended upon the room, constantly bathing his body, and the black air surrounding the old man's body was dissipated, but the breath of death still lingered.

  Fang Xin's eyes were fully focused on reading, and the invisible moral golden light also emanated from the Jade Ruyi, combining with the white light to sprinkle onto the old man's body.

  Thirty-six times, Fang Xin read it all the way through, unmoved by the strange images.

  It was not until he had finished reading everything that it was already 4:30 in the afternoon, and the rain had stopped, revealing a golden sunset. Fang Xing got up, opened the door and went out, saying to the nurse outside, "I'll come again at this time tomorrow."

  After finishing speaking, he directly came out.

  For some reason, ordinary people see these strange phenomena with their spiritual eyes and are shocked and moved, even affecting their outlook on life and the world. Originally, there were often people on earth who saw such mysterious things, but for him, a feeling that came from nowhere made him indifferent and apathetic.

  Fang Xin walked downstairs and suddenly remembered something, that Qian Meng's grandfather was also in Qing Shu Hospital, on the third floor of building 6, room 199. She had promised to visit him before.

  At this moment, he stopped his footsteps, bought some flowers and fruits in the hospital's related shops, turned to this room, and indeed, after knocking on the door, he saw Qian Meng.

  It had only been a few days since they last met, but Qian Meng looked haggard, however, when she opened the door and saw him, her eyes lit up, and for an instant, her joyful expression was dazzling.

  "Fang Xin, you've come, Grandpa, Fang Xin has come to see you." Qian Meng hastily turned around and said.

  Fang Xinde nodded and went in. Grandpa Qian was on the bed, with a hint of a smile on his face.

  "Grandpa Qian, how are you?"

  "It's all right, I'm not going to die yet, I have to see Qian Wa become a family!""Qian Lao said: "However, you come to see me, what else do you need to buy?"

  "Grandpa!" Qian Meng hurriedly shouted.

  "That's good, with this spirit is good, as for things, it's just these flowers and fruits, Master Qian, you taught me to make cloth dolls, I'm also your apprentice, shouldn't I give you some gifts?" Fang Xin smiled, he carefully inserted the flowers into the vase, he had also learned a bit of flower arrangement art, although not proficient, but it looked pretty good.

  The fragrance of flowers suddenly filled the entire room, causing everyone's spirits to be shaken.

  After saying a few words, they actually had little common language with the old man, so Fang Xin chatted with Qian Meng.

  "This time, Huaxia Civilization Encyclopedia animation has been made."

  "Yes, I saw it in the news, saying that the government mobilized a lot of forces to make Huaxia's history into fragments and express them in animated form. Frequently seen terms, even including famous works are all included."

  "Have you seen Fang Xin?"

  "Not yet." Official animation always has a promotional flavor.

  "I've seen a few episodes and they're actually pretty good! Apparently, Miss Ai Si is involved too!"

  "Does Miss Ai Si love him? I don't know much about her." Fang Xin said calmly, this woman was mysterious and not someone he could get close to at the moment.

  Yi Ai Si is praised as the Oriental Goddess, famous all over the world. Which young man does not regard her as his dream goddess?

  Qian Meng saw Fang Xin's attitude and was secretly delighted in his heart, and even his voice became more cheerful.

  However, for her, the good time didn't last long. Half an hour later, Fang Xin politely bid farewell, leaving her with many thoughts and worries.

  At such a young age, there are already so many feelings of melancholy.