Chapter 1 The so-called God

The so-called "gods" seen by a cultivator are not the mythical deities of legends, but rather the numerous sensitive and subtle acupoints within the body that govern its operation like deities ruling the world.

These 'gods' are so concealed and minute that even the most advanced medical instruments on Xuanxing cannot detect them.

But at this moment, An Qisheng truly saw the countless 'gods' within his body, shining like a galaxy.

These countless 'gods' were scattered throughout every tiny part of his body, filling An Qisheng with intoxication.

Only at this moment, when he saw the gods within himself, did he understand that true indestructibility was not about having a body so strong that it was indestructible and immovable.

Rather, it was about being able to clearly perceive any injury, no matter how insignificant, and then repair and heal it.

"No wonder those great masters of Xuanxing who have seen the gods, even if they are over a hundred years old, can maintain the most vigorous physical strength and peak combat power..."

An Qisheng understood in his heart.

But this was only the initial stage of seeing the gods. In the three hundred years of Xuanxing, the development of martial arts based on technology was equally rapid.

Relying on various instruments, martial artists might find it difficult to capture the existence of 'gods', but they had a deeper understanding of another extremely subtle aspect.

That was the human body's genes.

It was said that Mu Longcheng, Daoist Juechen, Xue Zheng, and other great masters who had seen the gods had already reached the point of optimizing and strengthening their genes with their consciousness.

He naturally could not reach this level at this time, but reaching the stage of seeing the gods meant that the next step would come naturally.

He originally thought that he would see many gods in the process of truly condensing his Qi channels, but he did not expect to reach this realm ahead of time due to extreme fatigue.

It was an unexpected surprise.

"Indeed, even the powerful blood reborn after blood exchange is not enough to automatically repair all the minute damages. Over time, it will still have an impact on the body, but the existence of internal force and true Qi will slow down this process a lot..."

After slightly sensing the consumption in many subtle parts of his body, his mind moved, and the blood strength went to repair and make up for it in a targeted manner.

And compared to seeing the 'gods within', his greatest gain this time was actually his state of mind.

He had lived two lives. In his previous life, he had been bullied, had been brave and fierce, had been poor and destitute, and had also lived a life of plenty. He had been dissolute until the day the earth dragon turned over, and he was buried in the earthquake.

In this life, with the memories of his previous life, he was strict with himself and had plans for everything. When to read, when to exercise, when to practice martial arts, when to go out, etc., he was self-disciplined to an extremely high degree.

After encountering a terminal illness, he had despair, had unwillingness, and then, unwilling, he traveled the world to find a cure.

But all the way, he neither hysterically broke down nor gave up on himself.

Daoist Li Qingyuan once said that he was so open-minded that he did not seem like a young man. In fact, he was not young anymore.

Until he started practicing martial arts again, he arranged everything perfectly, executing it as strictly as a cold machine, until his Huajin achievement, his heart relaxed...

Until now, he truly understood the meaning of the Way of Sincerity, the meaning of the School of Mind.

"Huff!"

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air with a slight taste of blood, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

It happened to be the first rise of the sun on the horizon, and his mood was also like the rising sun, lively and full of vigor.

Being sincere to one's own heart and understanding the heart of heaven is the Way of Sincerity.

The sun rises, the heart is naturally vigorous; night falls, the mood is calm. Follow the natural course, be able to not force what cannot be forced, and be able to do as one pleases without overstepping the boundaries.

Usually calm and composed, not angry when accused without cause, not surprised when faced with sudden events. When angry, it is like thunder and lightning, not erupting, but when it does, it is earth-shattering, not changing according to anyone's will.

"Doctor, you, you're awake!"

"Daoist, you're finally awake!"

"Daoist..."

Seeing An Qisheng open his eyes, the patients around him cheered again.

"Grandpa, you..."

Bai Xian'er, who had been busy with An Qisheng for seven days and seven nights, was so tired and sleepy that she was almost fainting. She had only stubbornly stayed by his side to protect him after seeing An Qisheng enter a trance-like state.

But at the same time as An Qisheng opened his eyes, she felt a substantial warm breeze brush her face.

She suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility in her heart.

Unconsciously, it seemed to alleviate her fatigue.

"It's nothing."

An Qisheng smiled slightly. The physical and mental fatigue remained, but his state of mind was very peaceful.

Compared to martial arts, which have traces to follow, the mind, which has no traces to seek, is the most difficult to improve.

Once improved, the impact on a person is also the greatest.

He still had all kinds of distracting thoughts, but his heart was as firm as a mountain, suppressing the mind monkey and tethering the will horse, not allowing any emotions to affect his heart's judgment.

Bang!

At this moment, the wooden fence of the quarantine area suddenly burst open.

A burst of crisp applause came from afar.

"Who is it?"

Bai Xian'er's face changed, and she subconsciously protected An Qisheng.

She knew very well that after using True Qi to detoxify hundreds of thousands of people for seven days and seven nights, the physical and mental strength expended would inevitably drop to the bottom, even if his Qi channels were fully formed.

"Wearing a flying fish robe and a Spring Embroidered Blade at his waist..."

Bai Xian'er's eyes narrowed: "The visitor is a Jinyi Wei!" (Ming Dynasty secret police)

Jinyi Wei!

Hearing these three words, the faces of the cheering patients suddenly turned pale.

The Jinyi Wei and the Six Doors were the two most powerful violent institutions in Dafeng, especially the Jinyi Wei, which had the responsibility of supervising the world. Its reputation was so great that it could stop children from crying at night!

Its reputation was even greater than that of the Six Doors and the East Depot.

"Jinyi Wei..."

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked over.

Under the escort of a team of soldiers, an elegant young man in a flying fish robe and a Spring Embroidered Blade strolled over.

"This official is Shi Chun, the Jinyi Wei's Zhenfu Shi (garrison commander). I heard that someone can cure the Qingzhou plague, so I came here."

Shi Chun stopped ten zhang away and cupped his hands from afar:

"May I ask, Daoist, from which sect do you come, and what is your name?"

He glanced at the many people in the quarantine area, his eyes as sharp as knives, causing the patients to turn pale and kneel down one by one:

"The commoners greet Lord Shi!"

Everyone knelt, except for Bai Xian'er and An Qisheng, who stood quietly.

"This humble Daoist's Daoist name is Wang Quan. My insignificant sect's mountain gate was burned down, so it's not worth mentioning."

An Qisheng cupped his hands slightly and responded faintly.

The Jinyi Wei had one commander, two deputy commanders, two assistant commanders, and two Zhenfu Shi.

As a Jinyi Wei Zhenfu Shi, Shi Chun was a truly high-ranking figure, even in the entire Jinyi Wei system.

His strength was comparable to Xue Chaoyang and Tuoba Chongguang, and even slightly stronger than Lan Da of the Baiyue Mountain Villa.

"Wang Quan Daoist..."

Shi Chun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Quan Daoist, he didn't seem to have heard of such a person in the Dafeng martial world.

Thinking about it, he glanced at one of his subordinates beside him.

The subordinate pondered for a moment, leaned over, and whispered a sentence.

His eyes narrowed, and then he said with a fake smile:

"Daoist, your Daoist name is a bit taboo."

Throughout history, Wang Quan (kingly power) was unique, and that was the right that only the king of a country had.

"Is that so?"

An Qisheng just smiled.

After his state of mind was sublimated again, his perception was stronger. Without looking at Qi, he could already feel the deep malice on Shi Chun's body.

It's just that the two had no grudges, and this was the first time they met. Where did such great malice come from?

He was a little interested in his heart and wanted to see what tricks this Jinyi Wei Zhenfu Shi wanted to play.

"I heard that Daoist has saved these hundreds of patients in these seven days. I wonder what means you used?"

Shi Chun asked, pretending to be curious.

"Secret passed down by the sect, not to be mentioned."

An Qisheng replied indifferently.

"Is that so?"

The smile on Shi Chun's face suddenly disappeared.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and his aura suddenly became as sharp as a knife:

"As far as this official knows, this is not a plague at all, but someone has poisoned it! And it is the strange poison of the Golden Wolf Kingdom, the Tianlang San! Except for the Golden Wolf royal court, no one has an antidote! Where did you get the antidote?"

"Or rather, did you administer this poison?!"

At the end, Shi Chun's True Qi surged, and the sound he made was like a bolt from the blue, instantly resounding throughout the entire quarantine area, shaking many patients to the ground.

"Did the Daoist administer the poison? How could that be..."

"I don't believe it... But, that's a big shot from the Jinyi Wei..."

"Could it be that he really administered the poison, and this time he cured us for the court's reward? I heard that the court's reward is very heavy..."

But then, voices of doubt came from the crowd.

Compared to the unknown An Qisheng, the Jinyi Wei, even though their reputation was notorious, represented the court's authority.

"Impossible! The Daoist would not do this! It was clearly the Daoist who saved us, how can you think like this?!"

The child who had rushed towards An Qisheng earlier broke free from his mother's arms and jumped up and cursed.

Trying hard to argue for An Qisheng.

"Humph!"

Bai Xian'er coldly glanced at the crowd, secretly hating these people for not having their own opinions, and being overshadowed by the grace of saving their lives with one sentence.

At the same time, she felt sorry for An Qisheng, who had worked hard for seven days and seven nights, but was still being suspected.

But An Qisheng was still without joy or anger, and still calmly replied:

"Everything generates and overcomes each other, and there is more than one antidote. If you suspect this humble Daoist, you might as well tell me, what evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?"

Shi Chun's face sank, and with a wave of his hand:

"Take him down, and if there is any resistance, kill him without mercy!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of soldiers responded in unison, and suddenly their swords were drawn, heading towards the quarantine area.

The quarantine area was immediately in chaos, and many patients all fled in all directions, only the little boy broke free from his mother's hand and refused to leave.

"To arrest people without evidence, what kind of law is this?"

As many soldiers swarmed in, under the cold light of the flashing swords, An Qisheng still asked unhurriedly.

"Law?"

Shi Chun's eyes were cold, and he sneered:

"The Jinyi Wei arrests people, why need any evidence!"

"I see."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed Bai Xian'er and the child several zhang away.

Immediately, he gently stepped on the ground!

Boom!

A thunderclap on the flat ground!

With just a stomp, the entire gathering place shook, and the few wooden houses instantly collapsed and shattered.

Under the shock of the great force, the fences of the surrounding quarantine area instantly cracked, rising into the sky along with countless sands and dust.

Bai Xian'er grabbed the child and flashed back several zhang, looking from afar.

She saw that as An Qisheng stomped his foot, a ripple visible to the naked eye spread out in a fan shape in front of him, and wherever it passed, the earth cracked, and earth and rocks splattered, as if the earth dragon had turned over!

In an instant, the earth more than ten zhang in front of An Qisheng had collapsed, and the dozens of soldiers who had swarmed in had just raised their swords when they felt a surge of majestic force burst out from the ground!

Bang bang bang!!!

It was as if cannonballs suddenly exploded under the feet of those soldiers.

Almost in an instant, the dozens of soldiers who rushed in were blown away by the force, and some were even thrown into the air several zhang high!

With An Qisheng's current physique, how powerful was his stomp?

Not to mention dozens of ordinary soldiers, even if a few elephants came running, he could shake them all into the sky with a stomp!

This was a truly terrifying physique that was so powerful that it was inhuman!

"How is this possible?!"

The moment An Qisheng stomped his foot, Shi Chun's heart jumped wildly, almost unable to believe his eyes.

In his opinion, although the young Daoist possessed internal force, his aura was not strong, and his physique was just ordinary, definitely not a master.

But as he stomped his foot, a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

This change was as if an earthworm had transformed into a giant dragon!

Instantly, Shi Chun was so angry that he vomited blood.

If I had known you were so powerful, why would I have been unreasonable?

"Since I have offended him, I might as well kill him!"

While shocked, he was also ruthless in his heart, and he stimulated his True Qi as he stepped forward.

Bowing, drawing his sword!

Zheng~

The snow-white sword dragon instantly spanned more than ten zhang, as if a hidden dragon ascending to the sky, bursting out with extremely dazzling light!

The sound of the sword vibrating, the sword light instantly cut through all the airflow within ten zhang, and the extreme sharpness had already made An Qisheng feel a trace of coldness in his brow from several zhang away.

But his expression was still calm, until the violent wind and airflow of the sword light blew up his loose hair.

He then launched his attack.

Instantly, the sky was shocked and the earth moved.

The fatigue of not sleeping for seven days and seven nights was instantly swept away in the roar of Qi and blood!

Stepping forward, the earth seemed to have turned into a lake, and as the layers of ripples spread out, the violent wind that was set off blew the soldiers who had not yet landed out like straws.

Rumble!

First, a figure stepped out, and then a wind and thunder explosion followed!

As if riding on the head of a wind and thunder dragon, and then, raising his five fingers, pushing his palm forward.

This palm was not fast, but it seemed to push the space itself.

In a trance, he seemed to see a majestic and untouchable gate standing in front of him.

And he, like a moth to a flame, was rushing towards the gate!

"When did such a powerful master appear in the world, and I didn't even know?!!!"

Seeing this scene, Shi Chun's pupils shrank, and a huge wave arose in his heart. This person's speed was even faster than sound!

With such strength, only the deputy commander Yang Ling in his Jinyi Wei could do it besides the commander Yang Lin.

He had actually encountered such a master?!!!

For a time, Shi Chun's mind trembled, his hostility disappeared, and he couldn't help but shout out loud in the whistling wind:

"Wait! I, I have something to say!"

Bang!

While the voice was still echoing, the sword light, which was dancing like a giant dragon, had been wrapped in that substantial airflow and frozen!

In a trance, he only felt as if he had crashed into a mountain, a city wall cast in steel.

Unparalleled pain instantly filled every tiny part of his body!

He wanted to roar, wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't even open his mouth under the pressure of the substantial airflow.

Bang!

In the next instant, he only felt himself rise from the ground, spitting blood wildly in the sky.

He flew horizontally for more than ten zhang before crashing heavily on the ground, splashing dust all over the sky.

"Ah!"

Half a scream came to an abrupt end, and a black cloth shoe fell from the sky, stomping the remaining half of Shi Chun's scream back:

"His face isn't that big..."

An Qisheng's eyes and voice were equally calm:

"I spoke to you, and you moved your hands. I moved my hands, and you spoke. I thought your face was so big!"