Chapter 1 Mind Opens

Boom!

It was as if thunder exploded in his mind, like surging inner force directly impacting a bronze bell.

A buzzing sound echoed incessantly within his mind.

The heart is the office of the monarch, and the brain is the place where all yang converges.

The final stage of mastering inner strength in Neijia boxing is the entry of force into the brain, commonly known as 'refining the brain.' In the martial arts cultivation of the Eternal Floating World, the brain is also of utmost importance.

At the end of the hundred-day hurdle of blood exchange, the newly generated blood must also pass through the entire body and converge in the brain, reaching and penetrating it, only then can the blood exchange be considered complete!

Just as the entry of dark energy into the brain is extremely dangerous, the perfusion of Qi and blood into the crown is also a major hurdle.

With this rush of Qi and blood into the brain, even though the inner force had already entered his brain, An Qisheng's body couldn't help but sway, and his vision vaguely darkened.

"This is..."

An Qisheng multi-tasked, his body still practicing the boxing routine unhurriedly, while internally circulating Qi, blood, and inner force. At the same time, most of his mind was focused on his brain.

Light burst forth in his mind.

It was as if a star suddenly lit up in the endless darkness, dispelling it!

At the same time, in the boundless darkness, An Qisheng could faintly perceive that there were still dim stars that had not been lit.

Roughly sensing, including the one that was already lit, there were a total of nine stars.

"The ultimate Dao does not require complexity, but aims at preserving the truth. All the hundreds of joints in the Niwan Palace have spirits..."

In an instant, from that lit star, An Qisheng associated it with the *Huangting Jing* (Yellow Court Scripture).

The *Huangting Jing* was a famous Taoist text from his previous life.

After discussing it with Daoist Juechen at Wudang Mountain and realizing that this Taoist secret treasure was likely related to *jian shen bu huai* (achieving the divine state and being indestructible), he spent a long time dreaming of himself, recalling his past life.

He eventually recalled the text of the *Huangting Jing*.

The *Huangting Jing* records that various parts and joints of the human body each have a spirit residing and governing them, and the one that leads all the spirits of the body is the spirit in the center of the Niwan Palace, also called the spirit of the whole body.

Within the Niwan Palace, there are nine truths, residing in various positions. The central square inch is the Niwan spirit, called Niwan, also known as the Yellow Court, the Heavenly Brain.

In ancient legends, during major calamities, many accomplished Taoists would quietly chant the *Huangting Jing* within their cave dwellings.

They were referring to this Niwan!

Could the 'nine stars' he saw now not correspond to the Nine Truths of the Niwan?

To see the spirit of one's body, could it be that he had already touched upon the mystery of *jian shen*?

An Qisheng felt his mind stir.

Although he had not comprehended Gang energy, with the combination of both, the strength of his physique had long surpassed *bao dan* (embracing the core) and Gang energy. It was not impossible to touch the divine state of his physical body.

It's just that it is said that upon achieving *jian shen*, one can see countless spirits in the body, but what he saw this time was only the Niwan.

It didn't seem like he had entered the realm of *jian shen*.

"With inner force added, the path I am walking is no longer the path of the many predecessors of Xuanxing, but it is also different from the martial arts of the Eternal Floating World..."

A realization arose in An Qisheng's heart.

Since venturing into the martial path of the Eternal Floating World, he had already embarked on a path different from both worlds.

At this thought, An Qisheng felt his spirit rise greatly again.

In a flash, he seemed to be sitting in the Niwan Palace.

Sensing it slightly, he could perceive countless 'spirits' in the infinite darkness that he had not yet found.

But even if he couldn't perceive all the 'spirits' in his body, at the moment his spirit gathered in the Niwan,

he felt that his control over his body had reached an incredible level!

With a slight sensation, intestinal peristalsis, blood flow, pores, and even the hair tips were all within his perception. He could even detect the feeling and improvement in every subtle area during the circulation of inner force.

With a thought, Qi and blood instantly condensed in his stomach. In just an instant, he had crushed and digested the Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill, which ordinary martial artists would need months or even longer to digest!

And the heat flow, a hundred times more intense than before, was transported to every tiny part of his body by the intensely moving blood at the moment of its eruption, seemingly without causing any trouble!

"The great opening of the Niwan proves that my control over my physical body has reached a peak..."

An Qisheng understood in his heart.

He could feel that as he saw the Niwan, his realm had already reached above *bao dan*, perhaps not to *jian shen*, but he was sure that he had crossed the threshold of Gang energy.

And the progress was not limited to this.

Any organ, under the gathering of his mind, could operate at a frequency ten or dozens of times higher than usual!

For example, his stomach, with a thought, his digestive ability greatly increased.

Not to mention pills as hard as steel, even real steel, his stomach could wrap it up and crush it into iron slag!

For another example, at this moment, with a thought, he could control the growth and shedding of his hair and teeth.

This was still the case now. If all nine palaces of the Niwan were opened and all the spirits of the body could be seen, would he be able to achieve the legendary limb regeneration?

Whoosh, whoosh~~~

The wind in the courtyard became more and more urgent, but An Qisheng's movements slowly stopped.

Although the movements stopped, the inner force within his body was still circulating endlessly.

The cultivation of inner force in the Eternal Floating World required movement to guide the circulation of inner force. An Qisheng initially replaced the complex and ineffective movements of the original Boy's Skill with the routines of various Neijia boxing styles.

After achieving great success in *bao dan*, his control over inner force deepened, and he could circulate inner force while walking, sitting, or lying down, but it was still much slower than practicing internal energy with boxing.

But after seeing the Niwan, everything was unnecessary.

He didn't need any movement. His whole body's muscles, bones, pores, and even every tiny area were vibrating and operating, more intensely than doing any boxing routine.

The circulation of inner force within his body was many times stronger than before!

Between strides, his bones vibrated, making the sound of tigers and leopards roaring like thunder, between breaths, his intestines and stomach writhed, the Qi of a great toad, between blinks, the force changed, the kung fu of the eyes, between speech, the operation of the throat, the vocal attack!

Silently, every muscle was vibrating at a high frequency, which was unexpectedly horizontal training kung fu!

Only at this moment, only at this time, did he truly reach the realm of practice in walking, sitting, and lying, every action is Zen!

If there were people with extremely high talent and comprehension, they could grasp many secrets of martial arts just by observing his walking, sitting, and lying down.

Just like the Xuanxing boxers of the past, learning from the fierce beasts of the mountains and forests, creating many boxing styles.

And at this time, his walking, sitting, and lying down were constantly practicing the various boxing styles and martial arts he had learned!

Truly, practicing kung fu at the fastest speed at all times!

Hiding kung fu in the body!

"Huff~"

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, a piece of darkness entered his sight, scarlet moonlight flowed like water between heaven and earth.

Under the unconscious practice of kung fu, he didn't expect that a day had already passed.

An incomparably fulfilling and bloated feeling filled his mind, making him have the urge to raise his head and roar to the sky.

However, his control over his physical emotions was already extremely deep. With a slight movement, he resolved this impulse.

Crackling~

With a slight stretch, the muscles and bones crackled, driving the surrounding air to make a sound.

In his ears was the sound of blood flowing like a river.

In the blink of an eye, the internal organs, intestines, and stomach almost 'flashed' before his eyes.

Huff~

A fluttering fallen leaf stopped suddenly an inch in front of him, and then twisted and shattered into extremely small pieces.

Inner force rounded, Qi strikes an inch.

All around his body, Gang Qi was covering him like iron armor, able to withstand any external force that touched an inch around him.

Taking a Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill, which increases inner force by half a Jiazi (thirty years), as a guide, in the breeze blowing in this small courtyard, his physique has crossed the second limit.

Reaching the peak of what he can currently achieve!

Even, under the sensitive body and powerful spiritual perception, he has been able to vaguely perceive the thin heaven and earth spiritual Qi in the air!

It is in the flowing scarlet moonlight, in the dust, in the old trees, in the soil, and also in the ubiquitous air.

It seems that with a thought, he can attract the heaven and earth spiritual Qi into his body, combine it with the inner force integrated into the blood in his physical body, and condense the seed of True Qi.

This is not an illusion.

With his current physical body, if he can't condense the seed of True Qi, then no one, no matter how outstanding, throughout the ages in this Eternal Floating World is qualified.

Before he could observe carefully, his eyes suddenly moved and looked into the night sky.

"Just broke through, and someone came to my door to let me try my hand?"

The corners of An Qisheng's mouth rose, revealing a playful smile.

The most beautiful thing in the world is nothing more than someone sending a pillow when you are sleepy.

........

Whoosh, whoosh~~~

In the night wind, a black shadow travels through the shadows between many pavilions and eaves.

The person is obviously proficient in the art of lurking and concealment. During the journey, not only is the whole person hidden in the darkness, but also the rise and fall of the figure is in the same direction as the blowing night wind.

Even if someone stares unblinkingly, they may not be able to detect his actions.

"Bai Xian'er, you actually gave away my Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill..."

Bian You gritted his teeth, unable to restrain the killing intent in his heart.

How precious is a Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill?

He has joined the Great Sun Demon Sect for more than twenty years and has never obtained it. This time, he and the others were the first to come to seek the Spiritual Plunder Magic Art, and the eldest brother Duan Yunlong would bestow a Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill.

Even so, it still belonged to both of them, half for each!

He can endure Bai Xian'er's eccentric temper, can endure her sarcasm, but this has completely touched his bottom line!

He doesn't know what Bai Xian'er is going crazy about, giving away the Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill, but he absolutely can't allow it!

"That old thing..."

In the shadows, under the mask, Bian You's face was a little distorted.

He pursued Bai Xian'er for many years and didn't even touch a finger. This old thing not only took advantage, but also very likely took away his pills!

He doesn't dare to fight Bai Xian'er, doesn't mean he can't kill this old thing!

Whoosh, whoosh~~~

Between the rise and fall of his figure, Bian You has come to the building next to the Yangxiao Hall.

In the shadows, he looked at the dim Yangxiao Hall, his chest faintly aching, and Yun Dongliu's palm had not yet healed.

If it weren't for the Six Prison Minor Sacred Pill, he would never dare to lurk here knowing that Yun Dongliu was still here.

"Damn old thing"

With a firm heart, Bian You gritted his teeth and sneaked past.