For Liang Aiping and Wu Qiuyue, Zhang Yongsheng is the man they rely on. There are both emotional elements and entanglements of interests. In their hearts, Zhang Yongsheng plays various roles such as friend, lover, brother, nephew, etc., but in the end they cannot escape his identity as a man.
In this patriarchal society, if women want to live with dignity, they cannot do so without relying on men, and they understand this very well. Liang Aiping and Wu Qiuyue gave themselves to Zhang Yongsheng, which was not only the sustenance of their feelings, but also the trust of their lives. In their future days, Zhang Yongsheng will be everything to them.
Zhang Yongsheng and the two women were crazy all night, and they didn't fall asleep hugging each other until dawn the next day. After tossing all night long, Liang Aiping and Wu Qiuyue were tired and fell asleep deeply with sweet smiles on their faces. Zhang Yongsheng was still full of energy. He quietly got up and walked to the balcony to meditate.
The balcony of Liang Aiping's house faced the direction of the sunrise in the east. When Zhang Yongsheng came over, the white fish belly happened to appear. The thin line of sky at the junction of darkness and light in the distance gave him a mysterious feeling. He sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, and then began to circulate the Qi in his body.
In his previous life, Zhang Yongsheng practiced a variety of martial arts and practiced various types of Qi. Although the attributes of these qi are relatively similar or complementary, progress still lags behind after middle age. Later, in order to improve his internal strength, Zhang Yongsheng took a risk and practiced a unique internal strength, which enabled him to achieve great success in martial arts.
However, this internal skill has a very bad drawback, that is, it needs to operate a conflicting movement route at the same time, and it must be distracted and used simultaneously. This is a taboo in the practice of internal energy. Many people go crazy when practicing internal energy because they cannot concentrate.
Zhang Yongsheng risked the world's disapproval in order to practice martial arts, taking risks and being distracted, and actually let him practice this miraculous skill. The power of Qigong is undoubtedly huge, allowing Zhang Yongsheng to dominate the martial arts world for a time, with no rival in the world. But Zhang Yongsheng also has many regrets, that is, his internal strength is not pure enough.
This was due to the fact that what he had learned in the first half of his life was too complicated. This situation also prevented him from maximizing his magical abilities. Because his inner strength in the first half of his life was too majestic, he later spent decades unable to completely refine and purify the mixed energy.
Since his awakening in this life, Zhang Yongsheng has been exploring how to purify these mixed infuriating energies. He found that the method he used in his previous life was too stupid. It was basically getting twice the result with half the effort, taking ten steps forward and nine steps back. He found a new way, which was to harness the power of the sun.
When the sun rises every morning, a mysterious force appears between heaven and earth, which Taoism calls Hongmeng Purple Qi. It is said that ancient Taoist trainers improved their skills by inhaling and breathing this spiritual energy in order to obtain the legendary immortality and even ascend to immortality.
This cultivation method was lost thousands of years ago, so the gods later became legends. But Zhang Yongsheng found a feasible method of cultivation in Qigong, at least in his opinion, it was similar to the ancient immortals' method of inhaling the purple energy of Hongmeng.
Recently, Zhang Yongsheng has been trying to practice this method. Every morning when the sun rises, he goes to the balcony to meditate, and breathes in the purple energy facing the rising east. This mysterious power is looming and difficult for even top experts to detect, but Zhang Yongsheng can feel it.
This is a small benefit he has gained from practicing strange skills for a long time, and he is more sensitive to various different attributes of Qi and energy. He has his own feelings about things that others cannot notice. This feeling is so mysterious that it cannot be explained to others. Its feeling can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
The Hongmeng Purple Qi also caused Zhang Yongsheng's body to begin to undergo subtle changes. These changes were very small, and even with his keen senses, they were insignificant. He didn't know what good this change would do for him, but he was very confident about it. Maybe this was the beginning of the path of cultivation.
Zhang Yongsheng sat silently on the balcony meditating for two hours. He didn't wake up until the sun had completely risen into the sky. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the energy in his body was purified a bit, much faster than in his previous life.
He suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart. Perhaps this kind of magical skill was not an ordinary martial arts, but a Taoist cultivation method. It's just that I don't know how it was passed down as a peerless martial arts, causing a bloody storm in the world. I don't know how many people died because of it, and finally fell into the hands of Zhang Yongsheng.
There are many people who have obtained this kind of miraculous power in their previous lives, but almost all of them cannot pass the test of distraction and dual-use, and eventually become obsessed and die. Even if a small number of people pass this level, they still cannot understand the relationship between this martial arts and the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the Qi they obtain always stagnates.
Zhang Yongsheng had to admire himself for actually choosing the most adventurous way among various possibilities. Not only did he avoid the crisis of going crazy, he actually got through it in the end. This is much lower than the probability of winning five million in a lottery ticket and then receiving another five million as a bonus.
Back in the bedroom, Zhang Yongsheng felt refreshed and the women on the bed were still asleep. He quietly got into bed, hugged a delicate body with one hand, and soon fell asleep. He is very satisfied with his current living situation and has great visions for the future.
Zhang Yongsheng spent a warm weekend at home. After breakfast on Monday morning, he kissed the two women goodbye and started a new week of student life. Zhang Yongsheng attaches great importance to this week. The reason is that the Education Office issued a notice on Friday to start rectifying the school style and discipline this week.
Jia Zhiguo's notice required all students to wear school uniforms. Zhang Yongsheng had no choice but to dig out the school uniforms at the bottom of the box and plan to make do with it during the morning meeting. He basically doesn't wear his school uniform now. He only wears it during morning meetings to deal with teacher inspections.
The reason why Zhang Yongsheng doesn't wear school uniforms is not only because the uniforms are ugly, but also because he has grown a lot in the first semester of high school and can no longer fit into the custom-made uniforms in the first semester of high school. With his current height of over 1.8 meters, his school uniform is a short-sleeved and navel-baring one that cannot be zipped up.
In the high school section of No. 2 Middle School, there are many students in a similar situation to Zhang Yongsheng, and Zhao Yunfei is almost the same as Zhang Yongsheng. These boys, who grew taller in the first year of high school, were unable to wear school uniforms normally, and their uniforms became just decorations. The teachers also understand them and do not take things seriously during morning inspections.
When we arrived at the classroom, many students had already arrived. Everyone was changing into their school uniforms and preparing to attend the morning meeting later. Zhang Yongsheng took out his school uniform from his schoolbag and draped it over his shoulders, making it look like a cloak, giving him the air of a martial arts hero. After a while, the morning assembly bell rang, and he followed his classmates downstairs.
Arriving at the gathering place for the second-year high school science class, the students lined up in order of height, and squad leader Li Yuanyuan called their names in front. Teachers and classmates attach great importance to this morning meeting. Teachers from some classes came early, wanting to show off in front of the new director and gain some impression points for themselves.
