The mind is the master of the body, and when a thought arises in the mind, all the gods follow.
An Qisheng had the idea of taking it easy. When he woke up, it was already dawn, breaking the biological clock he had developed for more than a year.
Phew~
An Qisheng stretched, and his muscles and bones made a crackling sound. He felt that his body was full of energy, and he almost felt like he was not vomiting or unhappy.
"My sleep seems to be like a deep sleep..."
After all, he had slept for decades. Of course An Qisheng knew that this was not the effect that could be achieved by sleeping for a long time.
It is somewhat similar to what is known as deep sleep in psychological hypnotism.
Deep sleep is also called golden sleep. One hour of deep sleep is more effective than seven or eight hours of light sleep. It not only relieves stress and promotes the body's metabolism, but also speeds up the process of cerebrospinal fluid cleaning toxins from the brain.
This feeling of comfort all over the body is not just a signal sent by ordinary organs of the body, but also a real pleasure produced by 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 whatever you do.
It even has the effect of prolonging life.
"I can do what Qingyuan Taoist Master couldn't do after forty years of sleeping practice?"
An Qisheng was a little surprised, was he really a genius in practicing sleeping skills?
In fact, deep sleep is not a magical thing. As long as it is not an insomnia-related disease, one-quarter of the time a person sleeps is in this state.
But turning the entire sleep time into deep sleep is not an easy task.
This level of difficulty is probably similar to the difference between panning for gold in the sand and turning stone into gold.
"So hungry."
After not feeling it for too long, a feeling of hunger came over him. An Qisheng put on his shoes, walked into the kitchen, and started making medicinal meals.
"What does this smell like?"
Mother An, who was cleaning the room, was rushed out by the smell, coughed several times, and opened all the windows.
"Mom, you go back first."
In the kitchen, An Qisheng looked calm and gradually became familiar with the smell.
"Ahem! Come home and take a look when you have time."
An's mother was choked to tears, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.
Does your son eat this every day?
I can't stand it just by smelling it. How much pain will I suffer if I eat it?
"knew."
An Qisheng waved his hand in the kitchen.
Amid the strong smell, An Qisheng felt very calm. What may be a pungent smell to others, but to a boxer who truly seeks martial arts, this is a very good thing.
In ancient times, boxing masters often had to search for months or even longer in the mountains for medicinal materials. If the medicinal materials disappeared, a boxing skill would be passed on.
The explosion of science and technology in modern society has brought about an extreme abundance of materials, and many medicinal materials can be cultivated artificially.
Even for extinct medicinal materials, substitutes can often be found.
He cultivated so quickly, and the role of medicinal food was naturally indispensable.
Compared to its function, what is taste?
After finishing the medicinal meal, An Qisheng walked to the yard, practiced a set of boxing skills, and then walked out slowly.
It was already the middle of winter, and although there was no snow, the weather was very cold.
An Qisheng did not drive out, but walked along the road leisurely.
Daxuan Boxing has a long history and has developed greatly in the past three hundred years. Ordinary people can detect little change, but only some masters know that Kung Fu has been studied to a very deep level.
The booklet Xue Zheng sent to An Qisheng not only contained hard skills, internal and external boxing precautions, but also deeper martial arts principles.
When walking, sitting or lying down, everything is done without fists.
Every move you make can increase your merit.
To reach that level, the transformation of energy is just a matter of course.
When An Qisheng walked, his body undulated very little. He didn't raise his feet high. His body rose and fell together, just like skating, just a few meters passed.
It seems slow, but it's actually very fast.
"This man, this man walked so fast?"
A morning jogger passed by and glanced at An Qisheng out of breath, feeling surprised in his heart.
Of course, running in the morning will not be very fast, but no matter how slow you are, you will still be able to run faster than walking.
But this young man, who was wearing very thin clothes, was pacing much faster than they could run.
"Sir, are you a boxer?"
An Qisheng turned his eyes, and the person who spoke to him was a girl who looked less than twenty years old.
The girl is beautiful. Although the weather is cold, her clothes are not too thick. The tight-fitting warm sportswear outlines her slender figure.
At this time, his breath was a little uneven, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and sweat was faintly visible on his head.
"I have practiced boxing for a few days, so I can be considered a hobbyist."
An Qisheng kept walking and replied casually.
Although Daxuan was very popular in martial arts and had boxing routines since elementary school, that was all. He could only rely on what he was taught in school, and at most he could only strengthen his body.
If you want to become famous through practice, it is naturally impossible.
Therefore, there are not many people who are truly successful in martial arts.
It's just that the population base of Daxuan is too large. If one percent of the people are successful in martial arts, that's hundreds or tens of millions.
"ah?"
The girl was stunned, obviously not believing it.
Although this young man looks thin, his body proportions are very well-proportioned, and his bulging muscles are faintly visible under his thin and loose sportswear.
And it's not the kind of exaggerated muscles like a bodybuilder's. The lines are very smooth, giving people a sense of beauty.
This is not a body shape that can be achieved by simply exercising.
She wanted to say something else, but An Qisheng was not interested in chatting with her. He stepped a little faster and already left her far behind.
If he met someone who was talented, he wouldn't mind chatting for a while.
But this girl had sweat on her forehead and was obviously unable to hold back her breath. She was at most a martial arts enthusiast.
There is no need to talk anymore.
I am not a king, but I have nothing to talk about with Bronze.
"you?!"
The girl stopped and looked at her retreating figure, feeling a little confused.
With a push of his feet, An Qisheng had disappeared at the end of the road and soon reached the city.
Xingcheng City's urban planning is average, and it's freezing cold now. Everyone travels by car, and the traffic jam is quite serious.
Along the way, An Qisheng overtook at least hundreds of cars.
Phew~
After walking slowly for ten kilometers, An Qisheng felt a little warm. When he stopped, he saw that the Xingcheng Martial Arts Gym had arrived.
"Northern Province has been the hometown of martial arts since ancient times. Although Xingcheng is far less skilled than Cangcheng, there are still many great boxers..."
An Qisheng looked up at the martial arts hall, with various thoughts in his heart.
Since he awakened this ability, he has been thinking about how to maximize this ability.
With this ability, theoretically, he can understand the essence of the lifelong boxing skills of all the great boxers and great masters of the past and present.
But before, he was busy practicing martial arts and never took action.
Now, it's time to start his journey.
First stop, start here.
