Great Dao Ji

[June 3, 9820 Kaiyuan, the rain turned to clear. In the early morning, I climbed Wudang Mountain with my friends. I met Yi Feibai and others on the road. I saw two great masters fighting on the Golden Summit. I gained little. Later Mu Longcheng]

[Gain: Mu Longcheng, the two great masters of Juechen Taoist, the spiritual template of the seven dark force warriors including Yi Feibai, and the imprint of the battle on the Golden Summit. Under the alternation of water and fire, I vaguely felt the opportunity for the dark force to flourish]

[Loss: Life and death seem to be out of my control at a glance]

[Conclusion: An inadvertent look back can also cause extremely dangerous consequences]

Putting down the pen, An Qisheng closed the notebook and thought about it.

Writing a diary is a good habit.

An Qisheng had the habit of writing a diary in his previous life, but he had passed the stage of writing a diary every day. He only wrote down the things he thought were important and his feelings.

People are always not objective enough about themselves, so they write these things down.

Wait until the future to open it and look at everything you have done from an outsider's perspective.

There are often some different perceptions.

"There has always been a saying in the martial arts world that a fight to the death is better than ten years of hard training.

Although my body was not actually hurt at that glance, I have made considerable progress. This shows that the breakthrough of dark power also involves the spirit.

No, that's not right.

Is it between life and death, the spirit is more concentrated, can it feel the changes in the body? Deeper control?"

An Qisheng clenched his palms, only to feel a little excited inside the body, a feeling of extreme desire to burst out, and a tingling sensation in the fingertips of his five fingers:

"If I hadn't used my ability to avoid Mu Longcheng's spiritual influence at that time and survived, wouldn't I have been promoted to dark power on the spot?"

Thinking of this, An Qisheng shook his head.

Promotion between life and death, this is very unnecessary for him.

One success does not mean success every time, but there is only one life.

For example, the famous martial arts method of stealing heaven's secrets, practicing boxing on the top of a tall building or on the edge of a cliff, often one day of boxing is better than ten days of practice for others.

But boxers who fell off buildings and cliffs have been everywhere since ancient times.

You won't be so lucky every time.

"Forget it, the breakthrough between life and death is not suitable for me. I have many martial arts masters to watch, there is no reason to do such a thing."

An Qisheng no longer thought too much, slowly closed his eyes, and activated his ability.

He has lived two lives and struggled on the sickbed for a year. He has a deep respect for life. It is unacceptable for him to try his luck between life and death.

What's more, he can understand the state of anyone when they break through.

If it doesn't work once, ten times, a hundred times!

If it doesn't work for one person, a thousand people, ten thousand people!

You can eventually summarize your own path to advancement!

Buzz buzz buzz~~~

As An Qisheng closed his eyes, the spiritual imprint that looked like a starry sky appeared again in front of him.

After many attempts and summaries, he already knew that his ability was not to travel through time and space to see other people's past.

Instead, he could travel through the spiritual imprints left by everyone in the world between heaven and earth, and then know what had happened in their lives.

And a brief contact may be the necessary way for his ability to generate the "key".

"Yi Feibai"

An Qisheng's mind moved, and the stars in the sky gradually dimmed, only one of them became brighter and bigger.

Until it filled his entire field of vision.

Boom!

The "star" representing Yi Feibai shattered into countless streams of light in front of his eyes.

The sight was closer, and the flashes of Yi Feibai's past flashed in front of his eyes like slides.

Wudang Mountain in the rain, practicing boxing in a homestay, fighting with others, getting married, bridal chamber, falling in love, going to school, learning boxing

It was just a moment, and all the deep memories of Yi Feibai's life were presented in front of him.

And as long as he wanted, he could enter any memory, observe, and experience all his feelings at that time

"The memory of his breakthrough of the dark power"

An Qisheng had no intention of learning more, and silently said a sentence in his heart.

The countless streams of light disappeared, leaving only one frozen in front of him.

Boom!

The next moment, An Qisheng's mind had entered the last picture.

It was a bedroom with retro decoration.

Yi Feibai, with long hair and bare upper body, leaned against the head of the bed, half-closed his eyes, and muttered to himself:

"Although I narrowly escaped death this time, my kung fu has improved. Dark power, dark power is not far from me"

This is it!

An Qisheng's heart moved, and he sank into Yi Feibai's body.

"His body is not as good as mine"

As soon as he entered Yi Feibai's body, An Qisheng felt it.

Yi Feibai seemed to have been seriously injured. Although he was almost well at this time, in terms of body alone, he was not as strong as him, which made him feel a little depressed.

However, he did not think too much, but calmed down and quietly comprehended Yi Feibai's current state.

At this moment, it should be the time for Yi Feibai to break through the dark power.

In his perception, the blood in Yi Feibai's body was flowing very fast at this time, and his heartbeat was gradually accelerating. Gradually, he felt that his qi and blood were full and his breath was boiling.

It was like a balloon getting bigger and bigger, and he felt that he couldn't get rid of it.

"What are you thinking about?"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and a woman in thin pajamas and with a good figure walked in with a bowl of chicken soup:

"You are not well yet, don't think too much, and take good care of your injuries."

Yi Feibai ignored her and continued to carefully feel the state of his body.

The woman shook her head and put the porcelain bowl of chicken soup on the table.

Huh!

Yi Feibai suddenly opened his eyes, took the porcelain bowl of chicken soup in his hand, and his forearm suddenly shook.

I saw that the half bowl of chicken soup in the small porcelain bowl suddenly rolled up like boiling water, and then, it was lifted up high by an invisible force, and it was scattered all over the floor like a fountain!

"You"

The woman was startled at first, and then her eyes lit up: "Feibai, have you broken through the dark power?"

"Hahaha! After sixteen years of learning boxing, I finally broke through the dark power!"

Yi Feibai laughed, threw the porcelain bowl on the ground, turned over, and rolled on the bed with the woman in his arms:

"Mengmeng, I finally broke through the dark power!"

"Ah!"

The woman shouted: "Turn off the lights first"

"We are an old couple, why turn off the lights!"

I'm not!

An Qi, who was immersed in the moment when Yi Feibai broke through the dark power, was startled and quickly withdrew from the perspective.

"Huh! That was a close call!"

In the room, An Qisheng was sweating coldly and secretly exclaimed that it was a close call.

Although he was not a role model of morality, he had no interest in prying into other people's privacy.

Even if it was just a fragment of memory left in the world, he would not allow himself to do such a thing.

"The state of dark power, the state of dark power"

The next second, he threw other thoughts aside, moved his body, and started to practice Baji in the room.

Huhu~

In the small bedroom, the fist wind whistled, and he didn't care if bottles and jars were broken from time to time.

He was completely immersed in the boxing.

His eyes were fixed on the fingertips of his right hand, and gradually, a stream of almost imperceptible heat slowly gathered towards his arm.

Huhuhu~

In the clear mind, it seemed that there were thousands of rivers flowing eastward into the sea.

After an unknown period of time, An Qisheng stomped his feet, and his strength rose steadily, and in an instant, it passed his shoulders and elbows and sank into his palms!

Bang!

The fist landed on the wall, and the force surged and penetrated it.

Dust mixed with drops of blood splattered everywhere!

Blood dripped onto the ground, but there was no pain on An Qisheng's face, only a trace of smile:

"Dark power, it worked."