Zhutian Avenue

The mind is the master of the body, and once the mind is born, the gods follow.

Luan Qisheng had a slow thought in his heart. This awakening was already bright, breaking the biological clock he had developed over a year.

Purr ~

Luan Qisheng stretched a lazy waist, his bones made a sound of "cracking," only feeling energetic in the body, almost feeling unpleasant.

"I feel like I have some deep sleep ..."

I have been sleeping for decades. Of course, An Qisheng knows that this is not an effect that can be achieved by sleeping for a long time.

It is a bit like deep sleep in psychohypnosis.

Deep sleep is also called golden sleep. Deep sleep for one hour is better than light sleep for seven or eight hours. It not only relieves stress and promotes human metabolism, but also speeds up the process of cerebrospinal fluid cleaning of brain toxins.

舒 This feeling of soothing body is not only a signal from the body's common organs, but also the brain's real pleasure.

处于 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 more done with less effort.

Even, it also has the effect of prolonging life.

"What I can't do in the 40 years of Qingyuan Dao sleep training, I can do it now?"

Luan Qisheng was a little shocked. She was really a genius who practiced sleeping skills?

Deep sleep is not too magical, as long as it is not an insomnia disease, one fourth or five of a person's sleep is in this state.

But to turn the entire sleep time into deep sleep is not an easy task.

难度 This difficulty is probably similar to the gap between gold rushing in the sand and gold turning into stone.

"So hungry."

I didn't realize it for a long time, a hunger burst into my heart, An Qisheng put on his shoes, walked into the kitchen, and started cooking medicine.

"What's this smell?"

My mother, who was cleaning the room, ran out of the smell, coughed a few times, and opened all the windows.

"Mom, go back first."

In the kitchen, An Qisheng looked at him with ease, and he was gradually familiar with the taste.

"Ahem! You can go home when you have time."

Her mother's tears came out, and her heart was distressed.

My son eats this every day?

I can't stand it when I smell it. How much is it to eat?

"Got it."

An Qisheng waved his hands in the kitchen.

With a strong scent lingering around, An Qisheng was very calm in his heart. The pungent smell to others, it was a perfect thing for the boxer who really sought martial art.

In ancient times, boxers often searched in the mountains for months or longer in order to blindly use medicinal materials. If a medicinal material disappeared, a boxing technique would be passed down.

The explosion of technology in modern society has brought about the abundance of materials, and many medicinal materials can be cultivated artificially.

Even if it is an extinct medicinal material, often it can find a substitute.

He practiced so fast, of course, the effect of medicated diet is inevitable.

What is the taste of compared to its effect?

After eating the medicated meal, An Qisheng walked into the yard and practiced a set of boxing techniques, then went out slowly.

It is already the middle of the winter. Although it is not snowing, the weather is very cold.

Wu Anqisheng did not drive out, and walked along the road in a hurry.

Wu Daxuanquan has a long history and has developed greatly in the past three hundred years. The average person perceives little change, but some masters only know that Kung Fu has studied a deep point.

Xue Yi's booklet to An Qisheng contains not only hard work, the precautions of internal and external boxing, but also deeper martial arts.

Walking and lying, all are punches.

Every move can be performed.

If you want to reach that level, you can only do it well.

Lu Anqisheng walked, his body fluctuated very little, his feet were not raised, and his body fell in a wave, like a few meters past like skating.

Seems slow, but fast.

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

The person who had run in the morning passed by, glanced anxiously at An Qisheng, and was shocked.

Morning exercise is certainly not fast, but even if it is slow, it will always run faster than walking.

But this young man who is very thin, runs between pacing much faster than they can run.

"Sir, are you a boxer?"

Luan Qisheng turned her eyes and spoke to him as a young girl who was less than twenty years old.

The young girl looks beautiful. Although the weather is cold, she is not wearing too thick. The tight thermal sportswear outlines her slim figure.

At this time, the breath was a little uneven, sweat beads were hanging on his forehead, and sweat was faintly visible on his head.

"After a few days of boxing, I'm a fan."

Wu Anqi kept on at his feet and replied casually.

Although Wu Daxuan is very vigorous, there are boxing routines at the beginning of elementary school, but that's all. What a school can rely on to teach can only keep fit.

I want to get famous, but naturally it is impossible.

I do n’t think there are too many people who are really good at martial arts.

He is just that Daxuan's population base is too large. One percent of the people are successful in martial arts, and that is also millions of millions.

"what?"

The young girl froze, obviously not convinced.

Although this young man has a feeling of thin body, the proportion of the body is very symmetrical. Under the thin and loose sportswear, bulging muscles can be seen faintly. Smooth and aesthetically pleasing.

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

What else did she want to say, but An Qisheng was not interested in fascinating her, and his feet accelerated slightly, leaving her behind.

If you encounter a kung fu person, he wouldn't mind chatting.

The girl was sweating on her forehead, and she was obviously unable to lock her breath, at best she was a martial art lover.

There is no need to talk.

I'm not a king, but I don't have much talk with bronze.

"you?!"

Suddenly the young girl stopped and looked at the back as she looked a little dreadful.

Struggling with strength, An Qisheng had disappeared at the end of the road and soon reached the urban area.

The planning of Xingcheng District is general. In addition, as today's freezing winter, everyone travels by car, and traffic jams are quite serious.

Luan Qisheng walked along all the way, saying less than hundreds of overtaking.

Purr ~

I walked ten kilometers slowly, and An Qisheng also had a little enthusiasm on his body. He stopped and the Xingcheng Martial Arts Hall had arrived.

"Beijing has been the hometown of martial arts since ancient times. Although Xing Cheng is far from having many masters from Cangcheng, there are also many boxers ..."

Luan Qisheng looked up at the martial arts hall, all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

他 Since he awakened this ability, he was thinking about how to maximize this ability.

He has this ability. Theoretically, he can perceive the essence of all boxing masters and grand masters in life.

I was just before, he was busy practicing martial arts, and never took action.

Now, it's time to start his journey.

First stop, start here.