I inject positive energy into the world

Chapter 21: Not Enough Donor Affinity
After the injury was examined, the report was released.

Ichiro Yokohama is disabled. His spine was broken by Feng Yuxiu. He can forget about being competitive for the rest of his life.

Among the other three people who fought with Ji Yang, one had his knee smashed, one had all five fingers of his right hand broken, and another had his right arm broken with only a piece of skin left connecting it.

Four people came and were eliminated, and netizens were shocked.

It is said that masters are found among the people and the real martial arts are not revealed to the public.

However, more people clamored that the move was too heavy-handed and would cause international conflicts, and that Ji Yang and Feng Yuxiu should pay the price.

When Shan Ying and Shen Xue saw these comments from netizens, they were very angry.

But Ji Yang did not pay attention to these comments. He had consumed a huge amount of energy, and relied on a wooden stick to instantly explode the little energy in his body to achieve such an amazing effect. At that time, Ji Yang had reached his personal peak in terms of strength and speed, but the consequences were also serious.

Ji Yang discovered that his internal organs could not withstand his current full-strength burst, which meant that his body had undergone a transformation, and his internal organs could not support his current body and could not provide enough energy.

After his vital energy was depleted, Ji Yang felt empty all over, as if he had lost the essence of life, and he always felt uneasy and fearful in his heart.

He returned to the backyard, got something to eat silently, hoping to rely on food to replenish his vitality. After the food went down his stomach, Ji Yang closed his eyes and felt his body. He found that his five internal organs were moving faster, as if they were overloaded. He even felt a sense of heaviness from his five internal organs.

The body demands too much and the five internal organs are insufficient in transformation.

This made Ji Yang realize the next direction of his practice, which was to strengthen his five internal organs and refine his Qi into his marrow.

However, the premise is that Ji Yang can replenish his vitality. It is easy to consume, but it is not easy to train it back. For everything, it is easy to destroy but difficult to build.

"What the hell is this?"

Ji Yang ate slowly, but his heart was full of doubts. Just when he defeated the three people, an invisible thought descended from the void onto him. In an instant, with the blessing of this thought, Ji Yang seemed to be more closely connected with the spiritual fragments in his body.

He was in a hurry to leave in order to study this invisible will. After recalling the situation at that time, Ji Yang discovered that this invisible will seemed to have suddenly erupted from everyone at the scene and then blessed him.

This made Ji Yang think deeply.

It's a pity that when he wanted to study it, this idea had already slowly dissipated, like a rootless duckweed, appearing suddenly and disappearing naturally.

This made Ji Yang feel extremely regretful.

……

Ji Yang did not attend the press conference. Shan Ying attended the press conference alone and announced the preparations for a new martial arts street together with the members of the Wushu Association.

Feng Yuxiu did not participate either. He managed the company while practicing martial arts with Ji Yang and observing Ji Yang's behavior. In Feng Yuxiu's opinion, Ji Yang was already ahead of him, and observing Ji Yang's every move would help Feng Yuxiu improve himself.

Ji Yang rested at home for a week, and through diet and practicing martial arts techniques to refine his essence and transform it into energy, he finally managed to restore a little bit of his vitality.

For Ji Yang, things that do not exist are the most precious. Once something exists, it will be much easier for him to practice it again.

This is like the first time you go to a hotel with your girlfriend. You are at a loss and bump your head around like a fly, and your head is broken and bloody. But once you have experienced it once, you will be familiar with it and have rich experience.

It is said that there are no roads in the world, but when more people walk on it, roads will naturally appear.

The same principle applies to building a mountain path into a highway that leads to heaven. The highway that leads to heaven is wide and broad.

Ji Yang's mission is to open up a broad and easy road for this world.

He is a pioneer, a forerunner, and a seeker of truth, providing shelter for those who come after him and leading them forward.

After only a few days of seclusion in the Heyi Sect, Ji Yang found that he had no idea how to refine the Qi into the marrow. After the mysterious will that was bestowed on him slowly dissipated, the communication with the spiritual power in his body became weaker and weaker.

Without the ability to communicate with the spiritual fragments contained in the five internal organs, Ji Yang could not effectively mobilize the five internal organs to resonate with the body. The limbs and torso can be stretched through martial arts moves, but what method is needed to polish the five internal organs? Although martial arts moves can also work, the effect is too slow. If you rely on grinding, it is unknown how many years it will take to achieve success.

Ji Yang was so quiet that he wanted to move.

……

Shaoshi Mountain is very popular. Although it is not a holiday, there are more tourists. The reason is that Ji Yang and Feng Yuxiu's moves some time ago were the key. Martial arts were just a cultural symbol for debate before, but now the cultural symbol has become real, and the passionate young people can't hold back.

In the meditation room, the big monk with a fat head and big ears had a compassionate face. He sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together, looking at the young people in front of him with a gentle and compassionate look: "Donors, Buddhism emphasizes karma. Without karma, how can we practice Buddhism?"

The young man in the lead had shaved his head himself and used his girlfriend's lipstick to mark his scars. He looked like a monk even though he was not one. The young man had an extremely confident look on his face. Hearing this, he elegantly opened his backpack, took out large red bricks and piled them on the ground.

The fat monk's face trembled.

"As for the Circle Method, I have it, and a lot of it. Master, I want to learn martial arts from you. Do you think this Circle Method is enough?"

The young man's face was full of confidence, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

The fat monk couldn't hold his hands together any longer, and he said with difficulty: "There's still one thing missing." "What? Tell me, is it because your skills are not good enough? It's okay, I still have one."

"That's not the case. May I ask what college did you graduate from? What major did you study? Is it relevant to your major? By the way, we still have to take exams..."

"what?"

"Donor, times have changed, society is progressing, and Buddhism is also advancing with the times. My Shaolin Temple is full of elites. If you can't keep up with your cultural level..."

The young man went away cursing.

The fat monk watched Yuanfa leave with a painful look on his face. He licked his thick lips, climbed up and rubbed his numb knees, then closed the door of the meditation room, took out his phone and opened a short video.

In an instant, beautiful legs in black stockings appeared before my eyes.

The fat monk glanced at her indifferently. He was a highly accomplished monk, so how could he be bewitched by such an evil spirit?

Fatty's finger slid, and the next moment the scene of Ji Yang's martial arts competition appeared.

The fat monk looked blankly: "Has this kid really attained enlightenment? That's not right. I have been practicing for so long, why haven't I succeeded? What went wrong? Could it be that the secret book I sold him last time has an extra layer? That's not right either, the secret book was printed by my family's printing factory..."

The fat monk sat cross-legged, meditating, but after a while, his eyebrows twitched and his face was full of impatience. He opened his eyes and thought about what he said when he taught Ji Yang the Buddhist classics. The fat monk suddenly realized: "I have a demon in my heart."

So I opened my phone and looked through the lists of young ladies in black stockings, and finally found a girl who was live streaming. I directly ordered the flight information and sent it to her.

The reason why I cannot cultivate supernatural powers must be that I do not have enough merit. Once I have eliminated demons and monsters and accumulated merit, I will surely achieve the path of joy.

The next day at noon, the master walked out of the meditation room with trembling legs, holding the door. He looked blankly: "I have been seeking the truth for a long time, my heart is firm, I dare not slack off every day, and I have taken a lot of elixirs, why haven't I seen the Buddha Tathagata? Is it that I am not worthy of practicing the wonderful method or I don't have enough practice postures?"

Suddenly, the master saw a familiar figure in the crowd. He was stunned for a moment, then he shook his fat body and ran over. But the man was very fast. He was obviously walking slowly, but he quickly shuttled through the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The master was upset and regretful, thinking that he had missed the greatest opportunity in his life. He wanted to contact Feng Yuxiu and Ji Yang to buy back the secret book that he had sold.

……

A few days later, Wudang Mountain.

Ji Yang, wearing a mask and sunglasses, looked up at the majestic and overbearing statue of Zhenwu Emperor. Many tourists around him took photos, pointed, or listened to the legendary stories of Zhenwu Emperor. Some people also knelt down and kowtowed, burned incense and made wishes. The smoke was lingering, and the incense was burning. The smoke rose up and floated under the roof of the hall, like rolling clouds, which made it more dreamy.

"Merciful and merciful Emperor Zhenwu, please bless me to pass this exam. If I can pass, I will give you my treasured carrot knife."

A child was kneeling on the ground with several textbooks in front of him. His eyes were extremely pious and his little face looked very serious. A spiritual wave was flying out from his body.

Ji Yang closed his eyes and sensed with his heart. The statue of Zhenwu Emperor was shrouded in a number of complex wills. The wills were not unified, but came from different people. They gathered together and rolled around the statue of Zhenwu Emperor. These wills were very weak and could not exist for a long time. They were often born for a moment and then dissipated. However, because there were many people praying, they gathered together and formed a scale.

But this thing is like a rootless duckweed. Once no one prays for it, it will soon disappear.

The statues were just statues, not real gods. Although these wills gathered together in large numbers, they were like rootless duckweed that could not be used by anyone, and it was only a matter of time before they dissipated.

If there is something that can carry these spiritual fluctuations, or make use of them, perhaps it is what people call the supernatural?
Ji Yang turned and left.

He has determined that when a person is emotionally excited, his mental power will really leave the body. Perhaps this is a strong emotional fluctuation? Ji Yang is not very clear about the specifics and how it is produced.

The only thing he was sure of was that this thing really existed and could be used. It was just that Ji Yang lacked the means to use it and could not absorb it. It was just that adding willpower to the body would have some invisible benefits, which would be more beneficial to Ji Yang's personal willpower. It would be easier and more handy for him to control the spiritual fragments in his body.

Too bad it didn't last.

After opening the door to cultivation, Ji Yang sensed many things that he had never sensed before. Perhaps after becoming extraordinary, everything he saw was extraordinary.

Ji Yang walked along the steps and came to Tianzhu Mountain again. The old Taoist Hengyu was still sitting on the ground with a few books in front of him. He didn't know why no one drove him away, or maybe because he was too old.

　Thanks to brother [book friend 20190914015339823] for the hundred dollars.

　　Thanks to brother [Mimangkongling] for the hundred dollars.

　　Thanks to Brother Yuanshixingkong for the hundred dollars.

　　Thanks to Brother [What’s the name of the reform] for the hundred dollars.

　　Thanks to brother [Oh, I'll remember] for the hundred dollars.

　　Thanks to Brother [Fengyan Nerd] for the hundred dollars.

　　Big brothers are awesome, Xiao Qi will dance for you.

　　In addition, the protagonist is set up like this, and growth is a process.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)