Great Dao Ji

In the Xingcheng Martial Arts Hall, An Qisheng walked through the exhibition booths, looking at the deeds of many great boxers, as well as some personal belongings and manuscripts left behind during their lifetime.

With his current kung fu, the experience of the dark power boxer is not of much use to him. His eyes are only on the exhibition booth of the Huajin boxer.

He was born and raised in Xingcheng, and he had been to the martial arts hall. He knew the great boxers of Xingcheng for hundreds of years very well, and was also very familiar with them.

The Xingcheng Martial Arts Hall was built in 9506 of Kaiyuan, and it has been more than 300 years. There are 123 great boxers who can be listed among them.

A small half are martyrs who fought for the country before the founding of the country, and a large half are well-known boxers in the past 300 years.

Among them, there are only 11 Huajin great boxers who left personal belongings and manuscripts.

The rest either died in the war, or there are still descendants who do not want the manuscripts of their predecessors to be passed on.

"Only three of the eleven great boxers' belongings have spiritual marks left behind."

An Qisheng's eyes were slightly rippled.

He already knew that his ability was not really omnipotent. If he wanted to touch the past of those great boxers, he didn't need their belongings.

But the deep imprints they left on those items.

Entering a dream is also a spiritual communication.

Without the spiritual marks left, he couldn't see the 'past' of those great boxers.

He stopped in front of a booth and looked up. The exhibition board recorded the deeds of this great boxer.

"Song Hongfeng"

An Qisheng stopped in front of the booth, looked at the manuscript in the glass cabinet, and nodded slightly.

With his eyes half closed, his mind was focused.

After many attempts, An Qisheng knew that his current limit of observation distance was a sphere of fifteen meters around him. Beyond this distance, no matter living people or dead things, they could not capture their spiritual marks.

And within this distance, how long it would take to capture his scattered spirit depends on the strength of the person and whether the spiritual imprint on the object is intact.

Buzz~

In the perspective, there seemed to be rays of light rising, slowly gathering in front of his eyes like silk and thread.

With his concentrated mind, he could sense that the strands seemed to contain a strong spiritual will.

Buzz~

It seemed to be just a moment, a new spiritual panel unfolded in front of him:

[Song Hongfeng, male, Kaiyuan 9680-9763 internal boxing master, learned many boxing techniques from a number of masters, especially good at tiger boxing, eagle claw hand, dragon chant iron cloth shirt]

"Tiger boxing, eagle claw, iron cloth shirt"

An Qisheng's heart moved and he opened his eyes.

He turned his body and dodged the hand that patted his shoulder.

"Brother, I'm sorry, can we borrow this place to take a photo?"

The speaker was a teenager with a smile on his face.

"Okay."

An Qisheng made way, he didn't intend to fall asleep in this place.

Walking past this booth, An Qisheng collected all the spiritual imprints of the three great boxers of Huajin in the same way.

Just after collecting the spiritual imprint of the last great boxer, An Qisheng felt a little swollen in his mind.

It seemed that he could not hold any more.

"It is true that there is a limit. With my current mental power, it is not enough to support too many spiritual imprints."

An Qisheng rubbed his temples, but he was not too surprised.

In the past year or so, the spiritual imprints he collected have already exceeded 100, and it seems not surprising that he can't support it.

"It seems that I have to disperse some spiritual imprints before I can continue."

An Qisheng turned and walked out of the martial arts hall, without taking a taxi, and walked slowly towards home.

This is not a problem for him.

He has been in dreams every day this year, and many things have been learned.

After a few days of settling down, he dispersed the panels of experts, scholars, and doctors that occupied half of the amount, which was enough for him to collect the spiritual imprints of dozens of great boxers.

In the next few days, An Qisheng stayed at home with his parents.

However, since he said he was well, his parents started working, and An Jianzhong reopened his martial arts school, so he was not at home most of the time.

These days, he no longer practiced boxing hard, but just practiced a few sets of boxing in addition to making medicinal food every day to keep himself from regressing.

Most of the time, he was learning all kinds of knowledge.

After nightfall, he dreamed of himself, and used the extra 24 hours to study all kinds of books he had read in the Xuan University Library before.

After he was confused, he dreamed of those scholars and experts.

He had been a good student since he was a child because his mental power was far superior to that of ordinary people, so he was able to study casually and get into Xuanjing University while busy making money and practicing martial arts.

After his ability awakened, his memory, understanding, and thinking abilities became better and better.

After entering deep sleep completely, his energy, spirit, and physical fitness have always remained at their peak, and even slowly improved.

With the addition of various aspects, his learning can be said to be rapid, which is completely different from the slow learning of boxing.

A week later, he had removed the marks of four psychiatrists, and two weeks later, he had removed the marks of six hypnotists, three physicists, and one artificial intelligence expert.

The days of quiet study always passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.

On a day of howling cold wind and heavy snow, the new year arrived again with the sound of firecrackers.

And on this day, he finally removed the panels of all experts, scholars, and doctors.

Much of the knowledge they had learned throughout their lives settled in his heart and became completely his own.

In the bedroom, An Qisheng fell into a deep sleep like a fairy sleeping.

In his sleep, An Qisheng was sitting in Xuanda Library, reading books.

Physical chemistry, mathematical metaphysics, boxing analysis, psychology, metaphysics classics, modern medicine, anatomy, aerodynamics, thick black science

Books of all kinds were piled up around him.

"call!"

Following the scattered sounds of parents getting dressed next door, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

In his mind, the increasingly plump stick figure was slowly raising its arms and kicking its legs.

Its movements are slow, even slower than the old lady doing fitness boxing in the park, but it is really moving.

If anyone in the martial arts world sees this scene, they will find that what this stickman is fighting is a dragon-tiger attack!

Whether you close your eyes or open them, it's him.

This is the completion of visualization.

"Finally, I have passed the threshold of single-mindedness, and the visualization method has been initially completed. After that, I only need to visualize other parts of the thirty-six objects, and slowly fill in the 'stick figure'. This thirty-six object visualization method is completely complete. ”

An Qisheng opened the curtains and looked at the shining steel city under the night, feeling a faint sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Any rapid progress comes from the little things in daily life.

He felt in his heart that his breakthrough in energy was already close before his eyes.