Pei Tu Gou
Chapter 38 Dark Energy
Gained: The spiritual templates of Grandmasters Mu Longcheng and the Reclusive Daoist, seven hidden strength martial artists including Yi Feibai, and the imprint of the battle on the Golden Summit. Under the alternation of water and fire, I faintly felt the opportunity for the eruption of hidden strength.......
Lost: With a single glance, life and death seemed beyond my control......
Summary: A casual glance back can also have extremely dangerous consequences.......
Putting down his pen, An Qisheng closed his notebook, lost in thought.
Writing a diary is a good habit.
An Qisheng had the habit of writing a diary in his previous life, but he had already passed the stage of writing every day. He would only record things and insights that he felt were important.
People are always not objective enough about themselves, so recording these things down, and then opening it again in the future, to view everything he once did from the perspective of an outsider, often brings different feelings.
"The martial arts world has always had the saying that a life-and-death battle is better than ten years of hard cultivation.......
Although my physical body was not substantially harmed by that glance, I have made considerable progress. This shows that the breakthrough of hidden strength also involves the spirit.
No, that's not right.
Is it that in the face of life and death, the spirit is more condensed, and one can feel the changes in the physical body? Deeper control?"
An Qisheng's palms were clenched, and he only felt a sense of excitement inside his body, a feeling of wanting to burst forth, and there was a needle-like tingling in the tips of his five fingers:
"If I hadn't activated my ability to avoid Mu Longcheng's spiritual influence at that time and persevered, wouldn't I have been promoted to hidden strength on the spot?"
Thinking about it, An Qisheng shook his head.
Advancing between life and death was unnecessary for him.
One success does not mean success every time, but he only has one life.
Like the Heaven-Stealing Secret methods, famous in the martial arts world, practicing boxing on the top of tall buildings and on the edge of cliffs often leads to one day of practice being better than ten days of others.
But throughout history, there have been countless martial artists who have fallen from buildings and cliffs.
You won't always be so lucky.
"Forget it, breakthroughs between life and death are not suitable for me. I have many martial arts masters to observe, there's no reason to do such a thing."
An Qisheng stopped thinking too much, slowly closed his eyes, and activated his ability.
Having lived two lives and struggled in bed for a year, he had a deep reverence for life. Taking chances between life and death was unacceptable to him.
What's more, he could experience the state of anyone when they broke through.
If once doesn't work, then ten times, a hundred times!
If one person doesn't work, then a thousand, ten thousand!
Eventually, he would be able to deduce his own path to advancement!
Buzzing~~~
As An Qisheng closed his eyes, those spiritual imprints that looked like a sky full of stars reappeared before his eyes.
After many attempts and summaries, he already knew that his ability was not to travel through time and space to see the past of others.
Rather, it was to be able to travel through the spiritual imprints left in the world by everyone, and then learn about the things that had happened in their lives.
And brief contact may be the necessary way for his ability to generate a "key".
"Yi Feibai......"
An Qisheng's heart moved, and the sky full of stars in his vision gradually dimmed, with only one of them becoming brighter and brighter, bigger and bigger.
Until it filled his entire vision.
Boom!
The "star" representing Yi Feibai shattered into countless streamers and scattered before his eyes.
Getting closer to the line of sight, the images flashing with Yi Feibai's past experiences, like幻灯片, flashed before his eyes.
Mount Wudang in the rain, practicing boxing in a 民宿, fighting and killing with others, marriage, wedding night, love, going to school, learning boxing.......
In just an instant, all of Yi Feibai's most memorable memories were displayed before his eyes.
And as long as he was willing, he could enter any memory and observe and experience all his feelings at that time......
"The memory of his breakthrough to hidden strength......"
An Qisheng didn't want to know more, and muttered a sentence in his heart.
The countless streamers of light dissipated, leaving only one frozen in front of his eyes.
Boom!
In the next moment, An Qisheng's mind had already entered that last image.
It was a retro-decorated bedroom.
Yi Feibai, with long hair and bare upper body, leaned on the head of the bed, half-closed his eyes, and murmured to himself:
"Although this time was a narrow escape from death, my skill has risen sharply, hidden strength, hidden strength is not far from me....."
That's it!
An Qisheng's heart moved, and he merged into Yi Feibai's body.
"His body is not as good as mine......"
As soon as he entered Yi Feibai's body, An Qisheng felt it.
Yi Feibai seemed to have suffered serious injuries. Although he was almost healed at this time, his body was still weaker than his, giving him a faint sense of oppression.
However, he didn't think too much, but calmed down and quietly experienced Yi Feibai's current state.
This moment should be when Yi Feibai breaks through to hidden strength.
In his perception, the blood in Yi Feibai's body was flowing very fast at this time, and his heartbeat was also gradually accelerating, gradually, there was a feeling of fullness of qi and blood, and boiling breath.
It was like a balloon getting bigger and bigger, with a feeling of having to spit it out.
"What are you thinking about again?"
The bedroom door was pushed open, and a woman with a slender figure, wearing a thin nightgown, walked in with a bowl of chicken soup:
"Your body is not healed yet, don't think too much, take good care of yourself."
Yi Feibai ignored her and was still carefully sensing the state of his body.
The woman shook her head and placed the porcelain bowl containing the chicken soup on the table.
Whoosh!
Yi Feibai suddenly opened his eyes and took the porcelain bowl of chicken soup in his hand, his forearm suddenly flicked.
The half bowl of chicken soup in the small porcelain bowl suddenly rolled like boiling water, and then, it was lifted high by an invisible force, splashing all over the floor like a fountain!
"You......"
The woman was startled at first, then her eyes lit up: "Feibai, have you broken through to hidden strength?"
"Hahaha! After sixteen years of learning boxing, I have finally broken through to hidden strength!"
Yi Feibai laughed loudly, threw the porcelain bowl on the ground, turned over, and rolled on the bed with the woman in his arms:
"Mengmeng, I have finally broken through to hidden strength!"
"Ah!"
The woman cried out, "Turn off the lights first......"
"We're an old married couple, what's the point of turning off the lights!"
Holy crap!
An Qisheng, who was immersed in the moment when Yi Feibai broke through to hidden strength, was shocked and quickly withdrew from the perspective.
"Whoosh! What a close call......"
In the room, An Qisheng was covered in cold sweat, secretly calling it a close call.
Although he was not a paragon of morality, he had no interest in peeking into other people's privacy.
Even if it was just a fragment of memory left in the world, he would not allow himself to do such a thing.
"The state of hidden strength, the state of hidden strength......"
In the next second, he threw all other thoughts aside, moved his body, and started practicing the Baji stance in the room.
Whoosh whoosh~
In the narrow bedroom, the wind of his fists whistled, and he didn't care when bottles and cans were broken.
His mind was completely immersed in the boxing technique.
His eyes were fixed on the tips of his right fingers, and gradually, subtle, almost imperceptible currents of heat slowly gathered towards his arm.
Swish swish swish~
In his clear mind, it was as if hundreds of rivers were flowing eastward into the sea.
After an unknown amount of time, An Qisheng stomped his feet, and his strength climbed steadily, instantly passing his shoulders and elbows, and entering his palm!
Bang!
His fist landed on the wall, and his strength surged, penetrating through it.
Dust mixed with drops of blood splattered!
Fresh blood dripped on the ground, but there was no pain on An Qisheng's face, only a smile:
"Hidden strength, achieved."