Great Dao Ji

The heart is the master of the body. When a thought arises in the heart, all gods follow.

An Qisheng had the idea of ​​taking a break. When he woke up from this sleep, it was already bright, breaking the biological clock he had developed for more than a year.

Huh~

An Qisheng stretched his body, and his muscles and bones made a crackling sound. He felt that his body was full of energy and almost felt like he had to vomit.

"I seem to have had some deep sleep this time."

After all, he had slept for decades. An Qisheng certainly knew that this was not an effect that could be achieved by sleeping for a long time.

It was somewhat similar to the deep sleep mentioned in psychological hypnosis.

Deep sleep is also called golden sleep. One hour of deep sleep is better than seven or eight hours of shallow sleep. It not only relieves stress and promotes the body's metabolism, but also speeds up the process of cerebrospinal fluid cleaning the brain of toxins.

This feeling of comfort all over the body is not just a signal from the body's ordinary organs, but also a real pleasure from the brain.

If you stay in this state for a long time, your memory will improve, your spirit will get better and better, and you will get twice the result with half the effort in doing anything.

It even has the effect of prolonging life.

"I can do what Taoist Qingyuan couldn't do after practicing sleeping skills for forty years?"

An Qisheng was a little surprised. Is he really a genius in practicing sleeping skills?

Deep sleep is not a magical thing. As long as it is not an insomnia-like disease, people will be in this state for four or five minutes during sleep.

But it is not a simple thing to turn the entire sleep time into deep sleep.

This difficulty is probably similar to the difference between panning for gold in the sand and turning stones into gold.

"I'm so hungry."

It didn't take too long before a feeling of hunger came to his mind. An Qisheng put on his shoes, walked into the kitchen, and started to cook medicinal food.

"What's this smell?"

An's mother, who was cleaning the room, ran out because of the smell. She coughed several times and opened all the windows.

"Mom, you go back first."

In the kitchen, An Qisheng looked calm and had gradually become familiar with the smell.

"Ahem! Come home when you have time."

An's mother was choked to tears and felt distressed.

My son eats this every day?

I can’t stand the smell, how much suffering will it take to eat it?

“Got it.”

An Qisheng waved his hands in the kitchen.

Amid the strong smell, An Qisheng was very calm. The pungent smell to others was a good thing for a boxer who really wanted to fight.

In ancient times, boxers often had to search for a medicinal ingredient in the mountains for months or even longer. If a medicinal ingredient became extinct, a boxing technique would be cut off.

The technological explosion in modern society has brought about an extreme abundance of materials, and many medicinal ingredients can be cultivated artificially.

Even if the medicinal ingredients are extinct, substitutes can often be found.

He practiced so fast, and the role of medicinal food was naturally indispensable.

Compared to its role, what does the taste count for?

After eating the medicinal food, An Qisheng walked to the yard, practiced a set of boxing postures, and slowly walked out.

It was already midwinter, and although it didn’t snow, the weather was very cold.

An Qisheng did not drive, but walked along the road at a leisurely pace.

Daxuan boxing has a long history and has developed greatly in the past three hundred years. Ordinary people do not notice much change, but some masters know that kung fu has been studied to a very deep level.

The booklet that Xue Zheng gave An Qisheng not only contains the precautions for hard skills, internal and external boxing, but also the deeper martial arts principles.

Walking, sitting and lying are all boxing.

Every move can increase your kung fu.

To reach that level, it is only a matter of time before you can achieve your kung fu.

When An Qisheng walked, his body fluctuated very little, his feet were not raised high, and his body went up and down like skating for a few meters.

It seemed slow, but it was actually very fast.

"This person, this person is walking so fast?"

Someone who was jogging in the morning passed by and glanced at An Qisheng breathlessly, surprised.

Morning exercise and jogging will certainly not be very fast, but no matter how slow you are, running is always faster than walking.

But this young man, who was wearing very thin clothes, was walking much faster than they were running.

"Sir, are you a boxer?"

An Qisheng turned his eyes and saw a girl who looked less than 20 years old talking to him.

The girl was beautiful. Although the weather was cold, she was not wearing too much. The tight warm sportswear outlined her slender figure.

At this time, her breath was a little uneven, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead and faint sweat on her head.

"I have practiced boxing for a few days. I am a fan."

An Qisheng kept walking and replied casually.

Although Daxuan was very popular with martial arts, there were boxing routines since the break in elementary school, but that was all. If you really rely on what the school teaches, you can only strengthen your body at most.

It is naturally impossible to practice to become famous.

Therefore, there are not too many people who are really successful in martial arts.

It's just that the population base of Daxuan is too large. If one percent of people are successful in martial arts, that would be hundreds of millions.

"Ah?"

The girl was stunned and obviously didn't believe it.

Although this young man gave people the impression of being thin, his body proportions were very well-proportioned, and his bulging muscles could be faintly seen under his thin and loose sportswear.

Moreover, his muscles were not as exaggerated as those of a bodybuilder, but rather smooth and beautiful.

This is not a body shape that can be achieved simply by fitness.

She wanted to say something else, but An Qisheng was not interested in chatting with her. He slightly quickened his pace and left her far behind.

If he met someone who was good at kung fu, he would not mind chatting for a few words.

But the girl's forehead was sweating, and it was obvious that she could not lock her breath. She was at most a martial arts enthusiast.

There was no need to chat about this.

She was not a king, but there was nothing to talk about with bronze.

"You?!"

The girl stopped and looked at the back of the figure going away, a little dazed.

With a force on his feet, An Qisheng disappeared at the end of the road and soon arrived in the city.

The planning of Xingcheng city is average, and with the cold weather, everyone drives to travel, and the traffic jam is quite serious.

An Qisheng has overtaken hundreds of cars along the way.

Huh~

After walking slowly for ten kilometers, An Qisheng felt a little warm. He stopped and arrived at the Xingcheng Martial Arts Hall.

"The Northern Province has been a martial arts hometown since ancient times. Although Xingcheng has far fewer masters than Cangcheng, there are also many great boxers."

An Qisheng looked up at the martial arts hall, and all kinds of thoughts came to his mind.

Since he awakened this ability, he has been thinking about how to maximize this ability.

With this ability, in theory, he can feel the essence of the boxing skills of all the great boxers and grandmasters from ancient times to the present.

It's just that before, he was busy practicing martial arts and never put it into action.

Now, it's time to start his journey.

The first stop starts here.