A cultivation of qi to give birth?

I'm a genius.......

An Qisheng's heart is as calm as water, and the carrying of internal force is not only the control of breathing, the standardization of movements, but also the strength of the mind.

For Anderson, there was nothing wrong with that.

The sense of qi arises, naturally.

It's strange if you can't practice.

Wisps of hot air spread from the abdomen until it spread throughout the body.

In this process, An Qisheng did not find that the meridians were blocked, as stated in the martial arts.

However, he is not surprised, not to mention that he has studied medicine himself, any ordinary person also knows that all the meridians of the person themselves are connected.

Those who don't get through are definitely sick.

"The meridians themselves are the channels for the flow of qi and blood, which attract blood with internal force and reach the whole body, so as to achieve the effect of strengthening the body......."

The heat filled his body, and An Qisheng was a little smoky.

This is a martial arts system that is different from Neijiaquan, and the 'qi' that Xuanxing has wanted to contact countless people for thousands of years has been so easily touched by him.

He had no way to evaluate the level of martial arts in the two realms, but only from the internal force, he concluded that in terms of cultivating the body alone, the martial arts of this realm were unique.

"Internal Forces, Internal Forces ......."

On the one hand, he runs the method of Tongzigong with his mind, and on the other hand, An Qisheng's mind is more exploring the origin of this internal force.

As he washed over and over again, he gradually found a hint of it.

All objects in this world have heaven and earth aura, and the same is true for people.

The root of internal force is still aura.

Only when there is aura in the human body can internal force be born, and only when there is aura in food can internal force be nourished.

"No wonder Tong Zhengyang thinks that Potter's road ahead is broken....... The source of all the cultivation in this realm is actually the aura of heaven and earth! ”

An Qisheng had a realization in his heart.

The cultivation system of this realm is rooted in the aura of heaven and earth, one point is in people, nine points is in heaven, without heaven and earth aura, no matter how high the talent is, it is impossible to walk out of the road ahead on this path.

However, the word 'qi' has been mentioned in many ancient books of Xuanxing, are the two the same or completely different things?

If it is the same, then, did Xuanxing originally have the aura of heaven and earth, or did Xuanxing have a time-traveler like Tong Zhengyang in history?

If it's the latter.......

Call!

Suck!

Candles flickered in the room.

An Qisheng ran the movements of Tong Zigong over and over again, using his breath to cooperate with the movements, attracting the circulation of internal forces around his body.

As the internal force worked, he gradually felt that the emptiness was being filled bit by bit.

Every part of the body is greedily absorbing the heat flow.

"Gollum~"

It wasn't until the sky was about to dawn and when his stomach was tumbling that An Qisheng slowly retracted.

He raised his hands to the level of his eyebrows, and then slowly pressed down on his abdomen, and the slightest heat flow seemed to return to his abdomen with this pressure.

"Whew!"

Turbid gas erupts.

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that all the muscles and bones in his body were comfortable, and they were indescribably smooth.

It's a world of difference from yesterday.

"The efficiency of exercising my body with internal strength is much faster than that of me taking the medicinal diet of the training camp, which is really unique......."

An Qisheng quietly felt the changes in his physique:

"It's a pity that this old way has been robbed of its strength for seventy years, and the foundation has been wasted, just like the bones that have been pumped out of the bone marrow, and the ball that has been pumped out of the gas, and the body is completely empty, otherwise I can still pick up a cheap ........"

The simple exhaustion of internal force will naturally not lead to the exhaustion of oil and lamps, but Kong San, the outcast of the Extreme God Sect, is extremely ruthless, squeezing out all his internal strength at once and breaking his foundation.

Under the mixture of anger, he collapsed on the bed.

"Seventy years of children's internal strength......."

Ankisheng had some pity.

That old Taoist has been practicing for seventy years, and the triple refining of external refining has already been achieved, and he can be regarded as a master near this Nanliang County.

But the thought was only fleeting, and he got up and got out of bed.

As the internal force is born, there is also strength in his body, as if there is a filling in the hollow bones, and it becomes strong.

Without disturbing the two little ones who were still asleep, he pushed open the door and walked out.

On the first floor of the inn, although the sky was just dawning, there were already guests eating breakfast.

Anqisheng asked for one.

The food is not delicious, after all, spices are more expensive than gold in this world, and not just anyone can afford to eat them.

However, Anqisheng is not a picky eater, and eats slowly and methodically.

He eats slowly, not to chew his food to the fullest, but because he has only a few teeth.

Thinking of this, he felt a little more disgusted with that Extreme God Sect Kong San.

Before the exercise, this old way of teeth is still complete.

The external practice is successful, and the physical strength of the ninety-year-old is not weak, and the internal force is so unreasonable.

As the sky brightens, there are more and more guests going downstairs, and many people outside are also coming in to eat.

"Huh......"

An Qisheng's heart moved, and he raised his eyes to look.

It was a blue-shirted young man with a long sword, average-looking, a little low, and he couldn't find that kind in the crowd.

This young man has martial arts.

The martial arts style in the Jiufu Realm is extremely strong, but not everyone can learn martial arts, just like there are many people who learn from Xuanxing, and not everyone can go to Xuanda.

At least at this time, among the dozens of people in the inn lobby, he was the only one.

And the reason why An Qisheng paid attention to him was because Wang Quan's memory seemed to have the shadow of this person.

Looks like an acquaintance?

The young man in blue slapped his long sword on the table with a 'snap':

"Serve."

His attitude was cold, but the shopkeeper's face changed, and he hurriedly brought him the breakfast that had been served to others.

A hint of gloom flashed across the face of the man who was cut into the queue, and he didn't say anything.

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed, these people seemed to be commonplace.......

The young man in blue glanced at the shopkeeper and said lightly:

"A pound of cooked meat, two pots of old wine, and a pair of chopsticks."

"Yes, yes, I'll get it for you."

The shopkeeper was full of smiles, and after a while, he was all on the line.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in a short shirt walked outside the inn.

The middle-aged man carried a long knife, glanced at the lobby, and sat opposite the young man in blue:

"Brother Wang came early."

"Invite Brother Wei to dinner, naturally it will be early."

The young man smiled slightly.

The two of them poured food and wine, but they didn't pay attention to others.

An Qisheng concentrated slightly, and heard the conversation between the two:

"Senior Zhao is dead....... I don't know if it's true or not. ”

"It's an eventful autumn, several masters in Nanliang County suddenly ran out of oil, and I don't know who did it."

"I heard that Wang Quandao also ......"

This is the middle-aged man sighing.

"Alas, I haven't seen the Taoist for a long time, I heard that the Taoist was sick in bed half a month ago, I hurried to the whip, and the Taoist temple was burned by someone."

A hint of anger flashed across the young man's face:

"Those eagle dogs in Dafeng, they don't care about killing people and setting fires, and they still want to collect the world's swordsmen, they just don't know what to do!"

"Brother Wang shut up!"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he lowered his voice:

"Although Nanliang County is small, maybe there are also spies from Jinyiwei, so it's better to be careful."

"I can't tell you what they did?"

The young man's face was flushed with a hint of red, and his voice was raised:

"You're afraid of those eagle dogs, but I'm not afraid!"

When the guests in the lobby heard this, their faces changed, and many of them quietly paid and left.

"Brother Wang!"

The middle-aged man secretly regretted it, but he didn't expect this kid to be stunned.

Dafeng wants to collect the world's sword soldiers, naturally there are people on top, whether it succeeds or not, what else can it do with these little people?

"Brother Wei, don't blame, he is angry for a while."

The young man also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and got up and poured a glass of wine.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw An Qisheng, who was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively:

"Dao Chief?"

As the guests quietly slipped away, An Qisheng, who was left behind, naturally became dazzling.

"You ......"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed with a hint of color.

He only got part of Wang Quandao's memory, and although he had some impressions of this young man, he didn't remember it.

And Dao power is scarce, and he doesn't want to waste it in vain.

"You, aren't you the head of Wang Quandao?"

The young man got up and walked in front of An Qisheng with some gaffe:

"I'm Wang Bai, I met you four years ago, and we had a very happy conversation."

"It turned out to be Wang Xiaoyou......."

An Qisheng was stunned.

"Dao Chief, you, why are you so old?"

Looking at An Qisheng's old face, Wang Bai looked worried, this is obviously a big injury.

"Don't talk about it"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, and glanced at the middle-aged man who was stunned.

"In Xia Weiyu, I have seen the Taoist."

Wei Yu took a step forward and arched his hand.

He had never met Wang Quandao, but he had heard of his name.

"Sit down."

An Qisheng waved his hand and let the two of them go down.

After that, he asked:

"You said that other masters in Nanliang County also encountered accidents?"

I can't help but be unvigilant.

If another master in Nanliang County has been killed in the past few days, it means that Kong San is very likely to have not left.

"Not only Nanliang County, but also nearby Huayin County and Donglin County, there are also masters who have died one after another, all of them are exhausted and the lamps are dry, if it is just one, it may be crazy, but one after another is like .......this."

Wang Bai's expression was solemn:

"I don't know which master of the Demon Sect is here to create such a killing."

"In any case, this matter has already alarmed Jinyi Wei and the six gates, but I am afraid that the masters of the imperial court have come to Ronghua Mansion."

Wei Yu said in a low voice:

"Dao Chief, who did it to you......."

"I don't know ......."

Anderson shook his head.

In fact, this old Dao didn't know who did it to him until he was sucked dry, and the reason why he knew it was because of the Dao Yitu.

"Did you not see the man make a move, or could you not tell?"

Wang Bai lowered his voice.

An Qisheng's heart suddenly moved, and then he said without changing his face:

"Didn't see ......"

"You really don't know?"

At this moment, a deep voice came from outside the inn.

Before the words fell, a figure was already standing at the door of the inn.

An Qisheng looked up.

The man came with a skin as black as iron, a rough face, and a burly body like a tyrannosaurus under his wide clothes.

Just standing there, it was as if all the light that came in was blocked, and the breath was as thick as a mountain.