After going downstairs for supper, the three of them returned to the room to continue discussing the next action plan.

William held a toothpick in his mouth: "The Indian flying cake just now was so delicious. I have never tasted it so authentic."

Jack joked: "Of course it's authentic. I'm flying with my hands. I don't know if the chef has washed his hands in the bathroom."

"Don't let anyone go to the bathroom to wash their hands. Don't lie to me. Although Indians are used to using their left hand to wipe shit, they can wash their hands too." William said.

"I'm not lying to you, I just asked you to guess how many times he used his left hand, and whether his left hand was washed clean."

"..." William's face changed, "Hey, do you want to do this? You're all right? You're just talking about shit. It's okay, but I feel a little disgusted when you say this!"

Jack laughed and turned the topic to the main thing: "Tell me what you'll do next."

"Since we already know the location of Qinhuang Tiangong, we can just go and look for it!" William suggested, "At that time, neither the star meteorite nor the cultural relics inside will be cheap. Professor Gu. I will do some of the star meteorites to study, and you can give the rest to the country. The best of both worlds is also a great merit, don't you think?"

"Just you think beautifully, let me hear what A Jin said!" Jack said.

After previous chats and in-depth understanding, Zhang Jin and the other two have also deepened a lot, and their name has changed from Mr. Zhang to A Jin.

Zhang Jin smiled slightly and said, "The addresses of Qinhuang Tiangong and Tianxing Meteorite have been confirmed. It is okay for us to go when we go, but we must solve the historical problems I want to correct before going. This is my only chance."

"How do we help you?" Jack asked.

"Retracing the root of history is in you, your memories of your previous life will help. I need to go back to that period of Qin Dynasty through your memories." Zhang Jin said.

"Can you go back to the past through memory? Is there already such superb technology in the future?" William said in surprise.

"The future technology is beyond your imagination." Zhang Jin did not go into the topic, but said, "But before that, Jack, I need you to awaken more memories of your past life. You need to meet a master who lives near Disha."

"master?"

Jack and William looked at each other, with a look of confusion on their faces.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhang Jin took Jack and William to an ancient temple with Indian style not far from the town through inquiry.

After expressing his purpose, I hope to meet the successor of the master here, I was successfully received by the master.

"What is this place? It doesn't look like an ordinary Buddhist temple or a Hindu temple." William looked around and even saw a few Indian women dressed in cool clothes, wearing a tube top and a pair of trousers, with delicate figures.

"This is the birthplace of the Disha martial arts, which has a history of three thousand years." Zhang Jin said.

"Aren't we here to find a master? Why did we come to the martial arts venue?" Jack asked in confusion.

Zhang Jin explained: "Do you remember the records you saw under the sarcophagus of the Emperor Sha King, which said that Prince Disha had competed with the most brave warriors in the Qin Dynasty?"

"Remember."

"That warrior is your previous life, General Meng Yi."

Under the guidance of the waiter, the three of them came to an empty lawn. There was a large stone lying across the lawn in the middle, and there was a person sitting cross-legged on it.

"Hey, is that bald head the master you mentioned?" William asked, pointing to the big rock.

Jack quickly touched his friend and reminded him: "Stop the sound, don't cause trouble. This is the birthplace of martial arts. You see so many warriors with swords and guns. If you really want to fight, I can't save you."

William quickly covered his mouth and looked around carefully. Fortunately, what he said just now was Cantonese, so no one could understand it.

The three of them came to the master and bowed with their hands together.

The master looked at the three of them and said, "Three people came from afar, don't know what I can help you?"

Jack glanced at Zhang Jin and saw that he had no intention of speaking, so he said, "Master, I am here... to find the answer, I hope you can give me some inspiration."

The master smiled slightly: "You already have the answer, why bother asking me again?"

"Master means..." Jack was a little confused.

"There are no confusions in you three, only goals, so you come to me not to answer, but to have other purposes. Let's say, what exactly are you going to do?" The master said lightly as if he had seen through everything.

Zhang Jin and the other two looked at each other, and they were surprised that the other party could see through this.

"Hey, you said this master wouldn't really have magic to see through people's hearts, right?" William asked in Cantonese.

"What sees through people's hearts is not necessarily magic, but psychology." Zhang Jin replied.

There is definitely no magic in the world of mythology, but practitioners should have a strong insight into the human heart.

After all, the birthplace of martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years is not only a game in combat technology, but also a game in psychological speculation. The so-called momentum and seeing through are also related to psychological insight.

"What should I do now?" Jack asked.

"I can only tell the truth." Zhang Jin said, saluting to the master again, pointing to Jack and said, "Master, we are indeed looking for answers this time. I hope you can send the best warriors to compete with him and let him fight for the answers."

The master shook his head gently and said, "Young man, there is an old saying in Disha. Those who attack the enemy will be in chaos and the country will be destroyed. Martial arts competition is a serious matter. I can agree to your request, but you must give me a reason."

Zhang Jin thought for a while and said, "I can tell you how to break the ability of the Emperor Sha Holy Monk Feitian. Is this reason enough?"

"Why should I break the flying ability of the flying holy monk?"

"For thousands of years, the people here have not known how to practice meditation. They only know how to worship those flying monks. To break the superstition of flying monks, at least they can learn one thing. Practice is not only about looking up, but also about lowering their heads and learning to be humble and honest." Zhang Jin used the words of a master in the movie to convince the other party.

The master was stunned for a moment, and after pondering for a moment, a relieved smile appeared on his face: "You are right, okay, I promise to let my best disciple compete with you, Gul'dan!"

An Indian man wearing a red scarf on his head, a red strap on his waist, and a white training suit stepped out and walked to the master.

"You can try your best with this guest." The master said to Gul'dan.

Gul'dan nodded, took two steps back, and took a starting position with a right-hand knife hidden behind him and a left-hand knife horizontally in front of him.

Seeing this, Jack untied the long strip of cloth he had been holding, and wrapped it with an antique sword, which was similar to the sword in the tomb of the Emperor Sha King.

This was given to him by Zhang Jin this morning. For today's competition, he bought the sword from Hong Kong Island and brought it over.

The sword did not open its edge, so it did not have a scabbard.

Jack had the sword in his hand. Before he could get familiar with it, Gul'dan on the opposite side had already attacked with his two swords!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The collision of swords makes a crisp metallic attack sound!

In the quick attack move change of Gul'dan's double swords, Jack could only passively defend and kept retreating, looking very embarrassed.

In less than ten rounds of battle between the two sides, Gul'dan took advantage of the opportunity to hold the sword with both swords. After drawing circles and capsizing them, he knocked the sword out of Jack's hand. The sword was directly on his neck without any reaction from the other party.

"Oh no, Jack is not the opponent of this double-knife Indian!" William was worried about his friend.

Zhang Jin said confidently: "Don't worry, as long as Jack finds his memories of his previous life, this Indian will not be his opponent."

"Now the sword is gone, what can I do if I find the memories of my previous life?"

"The opponent will return the sword to Jack. I said it's a competition."

As soon as Zhang Jin finished speaking, William saw Gul'dan picking it with a long sword and indeed returned the sword to Jack. He not only sighed: "This Indian guy is talking about martial ethics!"

After taking the long sword again, Jack looked at Gul'dan, who was constantly turning his wrists and playing with swords, and suddenly felt a little dazed. His consciousness seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to the Qin Dynasty. He was not himself, and the enemy in front of him was also replaced by a prince holding a scimitar and round shield.

"ha!"

When Gul'dan saw that his opponent was actually dazed in front of him, his whole body was full of flaws, and he immediately attacked without hesitation!

"Oops!" William exclaimed.

However, Jack, who seemed to be dreaming, suddenly raised the long sword in his hand to block the opponent's attack. With one move and one move, his movements were agile and agile. When holding the sword in both hands, the attack was simple and open and close!

As soon as you advance and retreat, the two sides fight back and forth!

"Huh? Jack seems to have become a different person!" William seemed to see the shadow of others from his friend.

"That's right, under the attack of the opponent, Jack has fallen into the memory of his previous life. Now he is Meng Yi, the general who transformed into the number one warrior of the Qin Dynasty." Zhang Jin said.

During the Qin Dynasty, General Meng Yi and Prince Disha competed in front of the imperial court, and finally defeated the opponent!

Time has changed, and after a thousand years, Meng Yi is already Jack, and the Emperor Sand Prince is no longer in the world. However, the competition between the Great Qin sword technique and the Emperor Sand sword technique was ultimately won by the Great Qin!

In a daze, Jack suddenly heard the voices of William and the master coming from his ears.

"Jack! Jack, wake up!"

"Young man, you won."

Jack suddenly came to his senses and looked at the sword pointing at Gul'dan's neck in his hand. He was a little scared. He quickly took back the sword in his hand and returned the sword to the other party.

"Jack! You are so awesome! I don't know that you have such skills!" William said excitedly.

"I, I don't know..." Jack recalled his actions just now, familiar and unfamiliar.

"Now, do you have the answer in your heart?" The master smiled and looked at Jack, "You can combine human and sword, and this must be your fate in your previous life."

"Master, do you really think people have past lives?" Jack asked.

"What was the past life, and why was the present life? What was the hallucination and what was the truth?" the master asked without answering.

Jack looked at Zhang Jin. He was really confused now. This battle was tested and proved what Zhang Jin said. Could he be the reincarnation of Meng Yi, the general of the Qin Dynasty?

The master also looked at Zhang Jin, and William also looked over, and everyone seemed to be waiting for his answer.

However, Zhang Jin did not explain this profound topic, but smiled at Jack and the master and said, "Jack, if you talk to the master more, you may be able to resolve your confusion and tell the master how to break the superstition of the Flying Holy Monk. William and I won't bother you, let's go out for a walk first."

"I'm also very interested in this topic..." Before William could finish his words, he was pulled away by Zhang Jin.

Walking out of the lawn courtyard, William seemed a little puzzled: "Why don't you let me participate in that topic?"

"I want to talk to you alone."
To be continued...