Li Changqing's body shook suddenly, he propped up the table with both hands, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit.

Drowsiness came like a tidal wave.

The flow of qi and blood in his body is constantly nourishing his spirit through his physical body, but this little recovery is completely a drop in the bucket for the consumption just now.

After all, this is an item written by a high-ranking martial artist himself, used to visualize, sharpen his will, and condense his artistic conception for the middle martial artist.

If it weren't for the fact that when he broke through the limit before, Li Changqing gained a few points of willpower strengthening, he would not have been able to withstand the spiritual impact of this picture scroll.

A strong sense of dizziness impacted Li Changqing's will, just when he was about to lose it.

[Will +1]

After a long drought, the consumption of the overlord lifting the peak figure just now was instantly filled, and the surplus power rushed into Li Changqing's untempered will, making his spiritual power continue to be stronger.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?" Chen Danqing on the side noticed that something was wrong.

"Uncle, I'm fine." After regaining consciousness, Li Changqing hurriedly stepped back and waved his hand at Chen Danqing, who was worried.

"It's just that this painting is so well painted that I was fascinated by it."

"Really?" Chen Danqing was a little suspicious.

"Come, let me see your eyes."

"Uncle, I'm really fine." Li Changqing turned his head to look, his eyes were clear.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, just like people who often stay up late, their pupils are cloudy, and they can be seen with their eyes.

Seeing that Li Changqing seemed to be really fine, Chen Danqing was relieved, and he grabbed the painting on the table and was about to take it back.

I tugged, but I didn't move.

The corners of Chen Danqing's mouth twitched, he raised his head, Li Changqing was looking at him with a sincere face, and his right hand was holding down the corner of the painting.

"What are you going to do?" A bad premonition suddenly rose in Chen Danqing's heart.

"Uncle, in fact, I said that I am an artist, do you believe me?"

Chen Danqing: ......

Staying at Uncle Chen's house and having another meal, Li Changqing left satisfied.

Branches on the moon.

With an ancient painting in his arms, he walked into the door of the unit slowly.

When he got home, the first thing Li Changqing did was to go back to the bedroom, take out the toolbox, and put a nail on the head of the bed.

Then he unwrapped the package with a solemn face and hung the scroll in his arms on the head of the bed.

The rough ink-colored lines flowed, outlining the majestic body of the overlord Xiang Yu.

Pull out the mountains and cover the world.

Pure and powerful, invincible charm almost reveals the back of the paper.

Li Changqing looked at himself inwardly.

[Artistic conception (overlord lifting): 0%]

He stared at the scroll for a few minutes, but this time he was not so lucky, and the Overlord Lifting Diagram never resonated with him again.

This is also the reason why Chen Danqing agreed to lend him the painting, the handwriting of the high-ranking martial artist is not so easy to visualize, and the mental power is not enough, and he can't even cross the threshold.

Try it again tomorrow.

Li Changqing turned around and returned to the living room and looked at the 500-pound puppet standing on the ground.

He stepped forward, his right arm gently supporting the bottom of the doll, and his arms exerted force, and powerful qi and blood burst out from the dantian.

Hug Dan is still strong.

Condense all the qi and blood into one place, and through the form of explosion, instantly twist the strength of the whole body into a rope.

There was no need to even exert Tai Chi Flexibility, Li Changqing easily lifted the puppet directly above his head.

The moment it leaves the ground, the liquid metal in the puppet's body shook.

Listen to it.

Before the metal swayed, Li Changqing was full of energy, and directly held up the doll with one arm, the top was stable and motionless.

The puppet used to train martial arts apprentices is too light for him now.

"Gotta get worse."

As soon as the hand was released, the puppet fell instantly, and the moment before touching the ground, Li Changqing's left foot hooked.

Tai Chi is soft and strong, turning movement into stillness.

The puppet falls silently.

Li Changqing turned around and went back to the room and pushed a cart full of counterweights out.

This is the equipment that comes with buying a doll.

Opening the hidden buckle in the middle of the doll and pouring a large amount of liquid metal into it, Li Changqing thought about it and installed a few more standard weights inside the doll.

Snap lock.

Considering that he can now beat brown bears weighing up to 500 kilograms, Li Changqing frantically adjusted the gravity of the puppet to 750 kilograms.

Add to that the unstable liquid metal.

The difficulty increases exponentially.

After putting the last quarter of the accessories back on, Li Changqing reloaded the doll with pulleys.

This kind of gravity can't be practiced at home.

Otherwise, it is a small matter to disturb the neighbors, and if he smashes through the floor, he will not have the money to pay.

Compound garden.

In the empty space, Li Changqing removed the pulley at the bottom of the doll, and the blood of the hugging Dan dissolved, flowing all over the body.

Let the power be stacked like a tidal wave, and it will be endless.

Li Changqing wraps his arms around the doll.

He didn't exert force directly, first slowly shook the puppet, and Dacheng's listening kung fu instantly grasped the center of gravity of the puppet.

The next second.

"Up!"

Tai Chi erupts softly.

Li Changqing's feet took root, and the force rose from the ground, and the qi and blood flowing like waves would gather the power layer after layer from all over the body, to the waist, abdomen, and arms.

Click-

There was an overwhelming crunch on the soles of the shoes, and the puppet shook slightly, but it didn't leave the ground.

Whew-

Li Changqing's chest expanded, and the spirit turtle breathing method!

The air poured into the lungs at great speed, and the qi and blood flowed, like flowing water, not only gathering the strength of the whole body, but also transporting oxygen to every muscle fiber in Li Changqing's body.

In the puppet's body, liquid metal flowed, trying in vain to destroy Li Changqing's strength, but under the latter's Dacheng's listening skills, any shaking was stifled before it happened.

Flowing water is true.

Li Changqing's mind kept floating in the long river, the old force has not gone, and the new force has been born.

Finally, the puppet slowly left the ground, but it was only an inch, and Li Changqing could no longer move an inch.

It's to the limit.

Rumble!

The puppet fell to the ground, and the weight of nearly a ton fell in square inches, directly smashing a few cracks on the park floor.

"Whew-whew-"

Li Changqing breathed for a long time, and his complexion, which was flushed by the condensation of qi and blood, quickly recovered.

"That's the right weight."

He can't hold it at all if it's heavier than this, and the effect is not good if it's lighter.

"With my current qi and blood and physique, there is definitely no way to go further."

His eyes closed slightly, and in his mind, a blurry picture gradually emerged.

With Li Changqing's current spiritual power, he could only visualize this level.

According to Uncle Chen, this painting can only be perfectly visualized when he was at his peak.

Being able to do this means that the spiritual power of the visualizer has reached the peak of the middle martial artist.

However, this realm is too far away for Li Changqing.

He was just a low-level one-star martial artist, and Li Changqing only wanted to see if he could use the true meaning of this picture scroll a little.

He hugged the doll again, his eyes closed.

At this moment, Li Changqing's spiritual power was not enough to be sensed by him, so he decided to use a stupid method.

Recall!

Keep recalling the memories of my previous resonance with the overlord's lifting of the top picture.

Use coercion, squeezing, to overload your brain.

Li Changqing is not worried about overusing his brain, as long as he breaks through the limit, all the consumption can be compensated.

Yellowed paper, rough brushstrokes in ink.

He filled in the details of the time little by little, and his mental power was rapidly consumed.

As soon as he began to recall the brushstrokes, cold sweat was slowly oozing from Li Changqing's forehead.

But his blood is very full.

It is the soul that wears out.

It's like being locked up in a small dark room, sleepless, and doing high math problems for more than a month.

It's going to be overloaded with pig brains.

Bite the tip of your tongue and force yourself to stay awake.

The rough lines wander in memory, outlining the man's granite-like muscles, stretched limbs, and the bronze tripod held high.

The scroll is complete.

But it's just an ordinary picture.

Wrong.

Something is missing.

Li Changqing reminded himself repeatedly.

The man who held the top was mighty and majestic, but at a glance he knew that it was not an overlord.

It's just a Hercules.

What's missing?

Li Changqing thought hard, but he couldn't find any clues.

The night wind was howling, and he stood alone in the middle of the park.

Lonely, lonely.

"Since I, with the king of the east and west, suffering from wind and frost and toil, year after year, ......"

The poignant female voice is not real, and the obvious singing words of Peking Opera drift into Li Changqing's ears with the night breeze.

Noisy lyrics, with the typical electrical notes of old-fashioned radios.

After all, it is an old community, and Li Changqing doesn't care.

He was about to continue sketching his memory.

Qi and blood flowed through his ears, and suddenly, he heard all the voices in the residential buildings in all directions.

There are all kinds of sounds in my ears, and the most common of them is all kinds of music.

Li Changqing subconsciously recalled, but found out.

It is mixed with the ancient songs of the hometown.

The night breeze is cold and silent, and it is embattled.

Rumble!

The miserable rhythm instantly shredded the last layer of window paper that blocked him.

Stepping on the night breeze and listening to the embattled songs.

The arrogant and reckless overlord stood out from the encirclement and stepped on 100,000 Han troops.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with knives and guns!

Spiritual light swept through Li Changqing's heart.

He understood.

No, it's not that he understands the overlord.

It is the overlord who spans thousands of years, stepping on all sides and tearing open the ambush on all sides.

The majestic color of pulling himself out of the mountains and covering the world is interpreted in Li Changqing's heart.

Overlord!

Li Changqing finally reacted, he forgot.

Does it matter whether you win or not?

Unimportant!

Thousands of pounds of Juding can't reach an excavator or a mud truck.

So why didn't he visualize a mud truck hitting the bridge?

Because......

In this painting, the important thing is the overlord!

It is the overlord who pulls out the mountains and covers the world and is invincible in the world!

The overlord lifts the tripod, the important thing is not the tripod, but the person who lifts the tripod!

Yingdang also lifts the crown, can it be compared to the overlord?

Rumble!

The artistic conception enveloped Li Changqing's heart, and the condensed qi and blood broke through the limit without hindrance.

"Drink!"

Qi comes from the body.

Li Changqing's shirt was torn apart by muscles, and his sturdy physique shone with the brilliance of strength under the boiling of qi and blood.

750 kilograms, nearly a ton of dolls rose from the ground.

was held high above his head by Li Changqing.

The movement is fast and the bearing is magnificent, like something he is holding in his palm, but it is just a feather.

Pull out the mountain and cover the world!

[Artistic conception (overlord lifting): 1%]