Chapter 1 Dark Force Achieved

Dark force achieved.

In a cluttered bedroom, An Qisheng stood quietly, sensing the state of his body.

Abundant force flowed through his limbs, ready to erupt at a thought. Although not quite as effortless as moving an arm, he could direct it with precision.

Having lived two lives, he had studied martial arts for over twenty years. He could only be considered average in the art of boxing, incomparable to true geniuses.

It was only because of the memories of his previous life that he learned faster in this one.

An Jianzhong believed him to be a genius, but in reality, he knew he was not.

"Boxing is the control of the body, and the spirit is the medium of this control."

"Shame and shock cause blood to rush to the face; contact with a girl one likes causes the heart to beat faster; nervousness makes hands and feet tremble, rendering one speechless; fright causes goosebumps...

This all illustrates the inseparable connection between emotions, the spirit, and the flesh.

The moment I broke through, I had to recall the emotional fluctuations of that life-or-death moment to deliver that punch."

After the brief joy of achieving the first level of dark force, he began to analyze the inner workings once more.

In his previous life, he was a science student; in this life, he studied medicine.

The experiences of two lives made him prefer to explore the true principles behind events, collecting and analyzing data to gain a thorough understanding.

In the Xuan Da Library, Zhao Kaibo's words resonated with him for this very reason.

He also disliked those mysterious and abstruse terms and believed that all things could be demonstrated and followed rules.

Achieving dark force was gratifying, but exploring the true principles behind it would be even more so.

"Yi Feibai and my breakthrough have similarities and differences. The data is too scarce; I need to sense more and understand more."

An Qisheng hastily tidied up the room and walked out of the bedroom.

However, having just achieved dark force, his full-force burst had consumed a lot of stamina, so he did not continue to sense the breakthrough states of other dark force masters.

Instead, he went to the kitchen to adjust and prepare medicinal cuisine.

The medicinal cuisine in the training camp was very expensive, not because the ingredients used were precious, but because the quantity was too large, and the amount he consumed was far greater than that of ordinary people.

This achievement of dark force required even more nourishment.

Reality is not a novel; even if you break through, your physical strength will not skyrocket instantly but must be cultivated bit by bit.

After eating the adjusted dosage of medicinal cuisine, he practiced a set of punches in the yard and shook the big spear for a while.

As the night deepened, An Qisheng returned to the bedroom.

At this time, Liu Xian called:

"Old Brother An, I've sent you everything you wanted. Judging by the time, it should arrive tomorrow. Not that I'm being nosy, but medicine is three parts poison. With so many medicinal materials, don't cause any problems for yourself."

Liu Xian was a little worried.

An Qisheng wanted too much. Even if it were grain, it would be enough for a family of five to eat for half a year.

Martial artists have big appetites, but not this big.

"Don't worry, Old Brother Liu, I know my body."

An Qisheng smiled.

He had a large appetite since he was a child, and after getting sick, he ate even more and got hungry faster. The training camp provided only three meals of medicinal cuisine a day with high-intensity training, but he ate three times their amount in one meal, eating five meals a day.

"If you understand, I won't say more."

Liu Xian didn't say much, just said:

"After Dr. Wang examined my daughter, she was asked to report to the Demon City. I can finally sleep peacefully. I owe you for this. This time, I'll give you the medicinal materials as a gift."

"That won't do."

An Qisheng shook his head and refused.

"Don't be polite with me, that's it."

Liu Xian hung up the phone decisively, not giving him a chance to refuse.

Looking at the hung-up phone, An Qisheng shook his head and still sent the money over with a message, saying that if he didn't accept it, they wouldn't be friends anymore.

Although Liu Xian had a large family and business, he didn't want to take advantage of him. After all, all he had given was Wang Anfeng's phone number.

What's more, owing someone something meant having to repay it.

"Reverend Juechen once said that contemplation and meditation would be beneficial to me, presumably because he thought my spiritual talent was extraordinary?"

At this time, An Qisheng remembered what Reverend Juechen had said to him.

In the past year or so, he had visited many Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, and learned many Taoist practices and Buddhist contemplations. However, most of them only had the effect of calming the mind.

The legendary supernatural powers could not be cultivated, and they were of no use to his illness.

When seeking treatment for his illness, An Qisheng first practiced contemplation. He was very clear about this.

Therefore, apart from the Zhelong Sleeping Skill (Hidden Dragon Sleeping Skill), he had not dabbled too much in other methods.

Contemplation is a Buddhist term.

It involves contemplating an object with the mind, whether it be a Buddha or the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, to calm one's heart, sever desires, and eliminate distracting thoughts, as a convenient means of entering right contemplation.

Contemplation, first think, then contemplate.

First, imagine an object in the mind, which can be real or illusory, and then discard all other thoughts in the mind, leaving only the object you are thinking of.

In Buddhist terms, this is called single-mindedness.

After thinking purely, one contemplates, presenting what one thinks in the "consciousness."

When one sees it with eyes closed or open, contemplation is complete.

For example, the Buddhist White Bone Contemplation, after achieving it, all beauties appear in the mind as nothing more than a skeleton, which is truly a perfect method for severing desires.

Even the most lustful person would not have any lewd thoughts when faced with a skeleton.

At this moment, with a thought, the things he had learned before emerged again.

As Reverend Juechen expected, An Qisheng made extremely rapid progress in contemplation and meditation. Taoist meditation and sleeping skills could be easily mastered.

He had been learning the Zhelong Sleeping Skill for only a little over a year and had already reached the point of falling asleep in one second.

Old Taoist Li Qingyuan once marveled at this, saying that he had practiced for forty years and still couldn't do it.

"Contemplation seems to be an application of consciousness..."

An Qisheng took off his shoes, lay on the bed, and fell asleep in the posture of the Zhelong Sleeping Skill.

Before falling asleep, a thought suddenly popped into his mind:

"Then, can I use contemplation to simulate the operation of artificial intelligence in my mind?"

Whoosh!

As soon as the thought arose, An Qisheng's sleepiness vanished, and he suddenly sat up.

During this time, through dreaming of those experts and scholars, his knowledge had made considerable progress.

He also had different views on the ideas previously proposed by Zhao Kaibo.

Artificial intelligence is simply using a computer to simulate some functions of the human brain, mechanizing some of the human's intelligent activities.

Compared to the human brain, it exceeds it locally, but is still inferior overall.

However, compared to developing the brain, improving artificial intelligence is simpler and more suitable for popularization.

"Zhao Kaibo's knowledge is still insufficient. Artificial intelligence is not the key, and supercomputers are not necessary. What I need may just be a chip..."

An Qisheng's eyes lit up.