In this way, more than a month passed without realizing it.
Wang An's strength is still growing, and his control of strength has also improved. He can already use a fruit knife to write two small poems on an egg shell without breaking it.
The strength should be grand but also subtle. The strength reaching the fingertips is the control of strength.
The control of force can be extended to the control of body muscles, organs and tissues.
He was wondering if if he practiced to a certain level, he could control his heartbeat speed, and thus his blood flow speed. The principle of the legendary Turtle Breathing Technique is to slow down his heartbeat to an extremely slow level, allowing him to
The body function decreases and the body's consumption is reduced. Isn't this a sign of having a good grasp of one's own body?
Going one step further, is it possible to control all the organs, brain, nerves, and even the division of cells?!
The body is a small world, and the outside is a big world. Cultivation and enlightenment are both internal and external. You must cultivate both internal and external.
He thought a lot during this time.
Although winter has passed, the weather is still a bit cold.
There seems to be more rain and snow this year than in previous years. It snowed three times in less than twenty days after the New Year.
Wang An wrapped some thin threads between the trees in the forest where he used to practice martial arts, and tied some bells to the thin threads.
This is a new training method he came up with, mainly to practice his eyesight during high-speed movement.
He moved rapidly among the trees. The trees naturally had to be avoided. At the same time, he also had to avoid the thin lines. Once he touched the thin lines, the bell would ring.
He had only been practicing for a few days, and he often broke the thin wires and stopped immediately when the bell rang.
"Sure enough it's not that easy."
Ever since he came up with this idea, Wang An would spend an hour every day practicing.
After the first lunar month, he did not leave the mountain village in a hurry. Instead, he stayed at home and appropriately reduced his daily practice time to accompany the two elderly people.
He felt that after a year, the two old men seemed to have aged a little more.
The saying "Time takes no mercy" is vividly reflected in these two old people.
Even if he continued to give them massages and give them ginseng and other supplements, he could not stop their aging process, it could only delay it for a while.
But he himself had no such problem. He always felt that there was endless strength in his body.
The days passed like this, winter turned to spring, the grass on the mountains sprouted again, and the earth was covered with green.
Wang An then returned to Hu'an City with the monkey and Xiaohua, put the monkey back on Maoerjianshan, and took Xiaohua back to his residence.
Life is very regular, but to outsiders, this life looks like an ascetic.
Li Xinzhu still occasionally comes to his residence to chat in the evening, or invites him to have a meal and get together.
"I used to be able to survive a month like this at most, but now I don't think I can survive a week." Li Xinzhu said truthfully.
"You are the big boss now, so you are naturally busier than the average person." Wang An said with a smile.
"Well, I don't know why. Although I am richer now than before, I am not as happy as before. Some things cannot be done casually, some words cannot be said casually, many things have to be managed, and some people are obviously unhappy with him, so he has to
With a smile on his face, he really complied with that sentence, there are gains and losses." Li Xinzhu said with emotion.
"Is that the life you want?"
"Well, part of it is, part of it is not." Li Xinzhu said after thinking for a while.
"Life is short, only a hundred years. You should do more things you want to do while you are young, so as not to regret it when you get older." Wang An said calmly.
"I'm doing it right now. My dream is to become a big shot, have a lot of money, eat whatever I want, buy whatever I want, and beat anyone who is unhappy!"
Huh? Wang An was stunned after hearing what Li Xinzhu said.
"What a simple dream!"
"By the way, a big shot will come to Hu'an in a few days. The city has been busy with this matter recently."
"Big shot, how old is he?"
"It seems that he is a prince, accompanied by several senior officials. It is said that he is here to inspect, so Hu'an is currently cracking down hard."
"Prince?"
"The high-ranking big shots are still far away from us!" Li Xinzhu said with a smile.
"Are you still practicing Ju Jin?"
"I'm still practicing, but I haven't mastered the trick yet."
"This is easy, just practice it once and let me see."
Li Xinzhu came to the yard and had a boxing session.
"Here, here, you have to try to feel the changes in your body, the flow of energy in your body, like running water."
While Wang An was talking, he clicked several key points on Li Xinzhu's back, thighs, arms, etc., and at the same time explained some practice techniques to him.
"You still have to practice often, practice makes perfect."
Through these few conversations with Wang An, it can be seen that Li Xinzhu's kung fu has fallen behind a bit recently than before, and he doesn't seem to practice as diligently as before. He must be too busy.
The charming eyes of wealth, the gentle countryside, the Tomb of Heroes. After living a life of fine clothing and fine food, who would still want to suffer that kind of suffering?
Two days later, Lu Xiangyi also came to his residence and brought a bag of tea.
"Try this year's Mingqian tea." Lu Xiangyi said with a smile.
"Thanks."
"What are you doing?" He pointed curiously at the egg shells on the table.
"Let's just practice and have fun first."
After hearing this, Lu Xiangyi picked up the egg and looked at it carefully. On it was a hollow carved Tai Chi diagram. The quality of the carving was barely average, and there were a few poems on the side.
"What did you use to carve this?"
"That." Wang An pointed to the fruit knife beside him.
"Sure enough." Lu Xiangyi said to himself. He noticed this fruit knife when he sat down just now. He remembered that this knife was not here when he came here several times before.
"Using a fruit knife to carve eggshells, I'm afraid you are the only one to do it. Is there any meaning in this?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Practice blindly." Wang An said with a smile.
"Are you still practicing blindly?"
"Practice the control of strength." Wang And said.
"I have an idea." Lu Xiangyi said after being silent for a moment.
As he spoke, An pinched the newly brought tea by Lu Xiangyi and stuffed it into the teapot before pouring water.
"Oh, this is not how you drink the tea." Lu Xiangyi hurriedly stopped him. He grabbed the teapot from his hand, washed the tea, and ironed the tea cup. It really looked like that in one set.
"Here, have a taste." Lu Xiangyi poured a glass and handed it to Wang An after a while.
"Thank you, um, that's good." Wang An nodded. The aroma of tea was not particularly strong, but it made people feel very comfortable after drinking it. The aroma of tea filled his breath and mouth.
"It's just that the water here is a little different. If you use good mountain spring water, the tea will taste better." Lu Xiangyi said.
Wang An just smiled when he heard this. Tea art is also a skill, and he really knows nothing about it. For tea, just make it with hot water and drink it.
"A big shot is coming to Hu'an in a few days."
"Prince?"
"Yes, did you get the news too?"
"I just found out not long ago, what are you doing here?"
"Give Dongming Group a platform."
"Oh, the Han family is really amazing. They actually found such a tough backer?!"
"The price is very high. I will have to kneel down from now on." Lu Xiangyi said.
"Well, as long as you can stay alive, it's okay for some people to make money on their knees. How many people want this opportunity to kneel but haven't yet." Wang An said with a smile.
"What about you, what if you were given this opportunity?" Lu Xiangyi wanted to ask this question, but he didn't say it out loud. He estimated that Wang An might have punched the prince's head off. At the same time, he shouted:
A "Fuck you Mad!"
"I got secret news that someone is going to cause trouble at this time." Lu Xiangyi said after being silent for a moment.
"What are you going to do? Are you going to assassinate the prince?"
"Have you gotten the news?" Lu Xiangyi said in surprise.
"I'm just making a wild guess, is it true?"
"Yes, it's true. We don't know exactly who it is or what organization it is. We are investigating. Radical organizations have always existed in the empire over the years. They are like weeds. Once they are burned by fire, they will grow back in a few years.
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"Is this matter also your responsibility?"
"Mainly relying on the Guard Bureau. If they can't do it, we can go in. After all, we have more important tasks." Lu Xiangyi said matter-of-factly.
"Is there anything more important than protecting the safety of the royal family?"
"To be honest, the Security Bureau received the news a month ago and launched various management activities in the city. Big figures in the capital come to the place not once or twice. The relevant security measures are comprehensive, so it is said that something happened to him here.
The probability is very low.”
Well, Wang An nodded. Somehow, he always had a premonition that something was going to happen this time.
"There is one more thing I want to ask." Lu Xiangyi hesitated.
"What's going on?"
"That day years ago, I saw you in the kitchen."
Wang An smiled. He raised his hand and slapped the closed door. The door clanged and trembled, as if someone had kicked it hard.
"Is this what you're talking about?"
Lu Xiangyi on the side was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the door.
"This this"
"The legendary Sky Splitting Palm!?"
There is still more than two meters away from the door. With this palm strike, the door will clang. If it were a person, I would probably knock it down with this palm. Looking at the understatement, it seems that it has not happened yet.
Use all your strength. Has he cultivated to this level?
"What is the air-splitting palm? The power is strong enough and the speed is fast enough. Use the power of the palm to compress the air. The force can be spread in the air. You can do it with hard work."
"Me?!" Lu Xiangyi shook his head.
"The path you are taking is too difficult!"
"It's difficult to make it interesting. A smooth road is a bit boring." Wang An said with a smile.
"Hey, you are indeed very human to be able to say such things!" Lu Xiangyi said with emotion.
"By the way, Chidan has made new progress. Two more people have survived after taking the medicine, and the side effects are very small."
"What a good thing!"
"When do you think I can take Red Pill?"
"You?!" Wang An looked at the young man in front of him, who was a few years older than himself.
"Here, let me try." Wang An stretched out his hand.
"Ah, what to try and how to try?" Lu Xiangyi was stunned again after hearing this.
"Reach out your hand."
After hearing this, Lu Xiangyi reached out his hand very cooperatively. Wang An held his wrist and felt his pulse.
"Your body is far from reaching its limit." Wang And said after a moment.
"Can you try this?"
"Probably." Wang Anyan said concisely and to the point. A person's pulse can reflect many problems. Although he has not systematically studied the four medical diagnosis methods, through his own understanding and practice during this period, he combined with his own
The experience can also be associated with many things.
"As busy as you are with official duties all day long, how much time can you devote to cultivation, how to make progress, and how to reach your limit?" Wang An asked rhetorically.
"I know it too, but I can't help myself."
"As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss." Wang An thought of Li Xinzhu again. He and Lu Xiangyi were similar people. The difference was that the two people took the road to wealth and the other chose the road to power. In the final analysis, they were the same.
Different paths lead to the same destination.
If you want to be rich and powerful, you want to break through the limits and practice top-notch kung fu, all the good things in the world have been taken advantage of by you?
Son of God or Son of the Planes?
"Drink tea." Wang An poured a cup of tea.
"Thanks."
In fact, Lu Xiangyi still had a lot of questions deep in his heart that he wanted to ask Wang An, but when the words came to his lips, he finally stopped and did not say them out.
When he left, the wind outside was howling fiercely, making his clothes rustle.
Whether the prince comes to Hu'an or not has little to do with Wang An. His life remains the same as before. He still goes to Mao'erjian to practice every day, making little progress as the days pass by.
On this day, when he went out, there seemed to be many more vehicles from the security bureau outside than usual. A street he often walked on was also under martial law, which made him realize that the prince would come to Hu'an today.
After staying out for a day, I came back near evening. I originally wanted to go to the buffet restaurant he often went to for dinner, but found that the buffet restaurant was closed. Not only this one, but also many nearby restaurants were closed.
Open for business. Because the prince will come to this street tomorrow, he will pass by here. This is to prevent someone from taking advantage of this opportunity to assassinate.
Wang An walked around a lot before finding a restaurant that was still open, and ordered a table full of dishes to fill his stomach.
Nothing happened all night,
The next afternoon, just as he was about to go down the mountain from Maoerjian, he unexpectedly received a call from Li Xinzhu.
"Something big has happened. The prince was assassinated in Hu'an City. He is not known whether he is alive or dead. The whole city is under martial law and all suspicious persons are being investigated!"
"Assassinated?!" Wang An was stunned after hearing the news.
Sure enough, what he had foreseen happened.
When he returned to Hu'an City, he was questioned by patrol officers from the Guard Bureau.
The assassination of the prince is a big deal, someone is slapping the empire in the face.
Some people in the relevant departments of Hu'an City are nervous, anxious, angry, panicked, and gloating about the misfortune.