Chapter 1 Sleeping While Running

An Qisheng slept soundly.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight.

Vigorous energy filled his entire body. His spirit had recovered, and he even found that his mental strength had improved.

The feeling of crashing into a wall yesterday had completely disappeared.

But the doubt in his heart had not disappeared. What conditions were missing that prevented him from continuing to rewind?

He glanced around slightly.

Tong Zhengyang was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed, his brows deeply furrowed.

He could vaguely feel that Tong Zhengyang at this time was like a volcano about to erupt, as if endless violence might erupt at any moment.

He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

He only slept for a while, why was he so angry?

How did he live to this day with such a lack of tolerance? He should have been angered to death long ago, right?

"Hoo!"

As An Qisheng stretched his muscles, Tong Zhengyang also opened his eyes, his face extremely gloomy:

"You sleep soundly, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in your sleep?!"

He was in an extremely bad mood.

At a certain moment last night, the Wangquan Sword suddenly rioted, almost breaking through his restraints. Fortunately, it calmed down later, but even so, it took him a whole night to barely appease it.

"If you want to attack, what difference does it make whether I sleep or not?"

An Qisheng glanced at Tong Zhengyang, his heart heavy.

In a fleeting glimpse in his dream, he realized Tong Zhengyang's true strength.

On Planet Xuanxing, almost nothing could kill him.

His physical body was strong enough to withstand the strafing of fighter plane machine guns, and his speed at full burst was close to or even reached the speed of sound.

This meant that unless he was at the epicenter of a nuclear explosion, his speed could even outrun the shockwave of a nuclear explosion!

Because the shockwave after a nuclear explosion had not reached the speed of sound.

As for radiation, could radiation affect his body?

How could such a superman be killed?

Who could kill him?

If he were not seriously injured, he would probably act even more recklessly.

"You have self-awareness."

Tong Zhengyang was in a very bad mood, and his cold gaze fell:

"I don't have much patience left. How much further is it?"

"There are troops stationed on the border. If you don't want to take the regular route, the journey across the mountains and ridges will naturally be much longer. I'm afraid it will take another two days to reach Da Xuan..."

An Qisheng calmed down.

He did not lie to Tong Zhengyang, but there were shortcuts when crossing mountains and ridges. If the route deviated a little, the difference in distance would be significant.

He didn't know what Li Yan's reaction would be, but he could only delay as much as possible to give Li Yan and the others more reaction time.

"Two days..."

Tong Zhengyang's chest rose and fell for a moment.

He didn't get much military ration pills from the Bamboo Dragon Society. They would be used up in three or four days at most. At that time, unless he had a massive amount of meat to replenish his energy, it would be difficult for him to even walk, let alone recover from his injuries.

"One and a half days! If we can't reach Da Xuan by tomorrow evening, I will kill you."

Tong Zhengyang stood up, flicked his sleeves, left a sentence, and stepped into the forest.

"One and a half days..."

An Qisheng took a deep breath and quickly followed, his heart filled with surging murderous intent:

"I must find his weakness and kill him as soon as possible..."

Whoosh~

Tong Zhengyang was extremely fast. With a light tap of his feet, he covered fifty or sixty meters. Flat land and mountains were no different to him.

An Qisheng swallowed a Bigu Pill and walked through the mountains and forests.

Running in the mountains and forests was completely different from running on flat ground. The ground was uneven, and there were also trees and plants blocking the way. Sometimes he jumped, sometimes he sidestepped. Although An Qisheng had experience traversing mountains and forests, his speed could not compare with Tong Zhengyang's.

Moreover, he consumed energy extremely quickly.

Along the way, An Qisheng had to try his best to increase his speed. Gradually, the various leg techniques and footwork in his mind were integrated and mastered by him.

Later, there was no more shifting and maneuvering. It became more and more simple and looked no different from ordinary people running and jumping, except for the speed.

"Hmph!"

Tong Zhengyang's sleeves fluttered, and with each step, he was like a crane spreading its wings. His movements were smooth and flowing, and his speed was even faster.

An Qisheng could only speed up as well.

Then Tong Zhengyang accelerated again. After doing this several times, An Qisheng couldn't keep up.

"No, he sped up again! My physical strength consumption can't keep up with the Bigu Pill. The fatigue of the body cannot disappear out of thin air. Running at full speed for half a day will either kill me or cripple me!"

An Qisheng secretly cried out in his heart.

Running at full speed was not an easy task for anyone. Even if he had entered the Transformation Realm and his physical fitness had greatly increased, he couldn't withstand this kind of exertion.

In just two hours, An Qisheng's hands and feet were already a little tired, and the pores on his hands and feet were somewhat unable to close.

The heat in his body accumulated more and more, making him feel like an overinflated balloon.

He was about to explode!

An Qisheng knew clearly that he could release this breath, but he had to slow down and adjust his pace and breathing. Otherwise, he would immediately sweat profusely and greatly injure his physical strength.

But Tong Zhengyang was obviously in a very bad mood. Although he did not attack him, he was also venting his anger by tormenting him.

"If only I could sleep..."

After crossing another mountain, An Qisheng glanced at the high-hanging sun, and such a thought flashed through his mind.

Among all the martial arts he currently possessed, deep sleep was the most effective way to relieve fatigue. Besides that, there was massage.

But right now, they were traversing mountains and ridges. A little carelessness could cause him to fall. Neither massage nor sleep was possible.

"I must think of a way..."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Tong Zhengyang, who was always almost a hundred meters ahead of him, and gritted his teeth in his heart.

He knew that if he spoke up, he would not really let himself be seriously injured before crossing the border.

But beg him for mercy?

This thought only flashed for a moment before An Qisheng felt ashamed.

Instead, he turned his mind while running, and one fist technique after another, footwork, and horizontal training techniques appeared, trying to find a way out.

"This kid is ruthless enough."

Tong Zhengyang glanced inadvertently. At this time, An Qisheng's skin seemed to have been burned, and his whole person was like a bright red shrimp, almost purple.

But even so, he didn't say a word.

After a glance, Tong Zhengyang didn't care and continued forward, but he didn't accelerate again.

"What to do, what to do..."

Countless thoughts flashed through An Qisheng's mind, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him.

'Why can't I try multitasking? Who says you can't sleep while running?'

It was a moment of inspiration.

An Qisheng's thinking suddenly broadened. Before, he only looked for solutions from the aspect of martial arts, without thinking about ancient books.

Now that he thought about it, he immediately felt it was feasible.

His Shelong Sleeping Pill Technique had already reached great success. He had been able to fall asleep in one second a long time ago, and then naturally mastered the knack of entering deep sleep at any time.

After obtaining Wang Yangming's Mind Learning inheritance, he was even more adept at using similar methods.

But in terms of sleeping, he considered himself the best in the world.

How could he not sleep while moving?

With no other way, An Qisheng immediately decided to try. At least compared to begging Tong Zhengyang for mercy, he would rather be seriously injured and try.

Whoosh!

An Qisheng's feet swayed, and ripples appeared in his heart.

Then, a 'mirror' reappeared.

'Observe the road with your heart, the spirit sleeps but the heart does not...'

With a thought, An Qisheng gritted his teeth and silently recited the Shelong Sleeping Pill Technique's mantra:

"The dragon returns to the primordial sea, and the yang lies hidden in the yin. People call it a hibernating dragon, but I hibernate my heart..."

The next moment.

While running at full speed in the mountains and forests, he actually fell asleep!

Whoosh!

His body continued to run, and his face was still flushed.

But his breathing and heartbeat became slow and even, and the redness on his skin gradually faded away. It seemed that every organ and part of his body thought he was really asleep as An Qisheng 'fell asleep'.

The scalding blood seemed to cool down, and all the muscles in his body adjusted rhythmically, easing and relaxing.

His speed and pace not only did not slow down, but even increased a bit!

Jumping, running, dodging, crossing...

He was clearly asleep, but An Qisheng's body was still running, and even the ravines, rocks, weeds, tree trunks, and thorns on the road were consciously avoided by him!

It was like sleepwalking.

When he was asleep, he could even do things he couldn't normally do!

"Eh?"

This time, Tong Zhengyang was completely surprised.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this kid was asleep.

But who had ever heard of being able to fall asleep while running at full speed, or running while asleep?

He had never seen such a thing. Sleeping could even make him faster than usual?

Automatically dodging obstacles?

"What kind of skill is this kid using? Running with his mind?"

Looking at An Qisheng, whose red color was gradually fading and whose heartbeat was as steady as if he were sleeping soundly, Tong Zhengyang couldn't help but stop.

His face couldn't help but look a little strange.

The martial arts in this world were really weird. They didn't have much power, but there were many strange Taoists.

Running while asleep, what was the use of this skill?

Whoosh~

An Qisheng seemed unaware, his feet tapping continuously as he darted through the jungle of thorns, surpassing Tong Zhengyang for the first time.

........

Pa pa pa pa~~

On a high mountain on the Yunmian border, Wang Zhixuan was frantically typing on the keyboard, issuing one command after another.

Countless lines of code flowed like a waterfall on the computer screen.

As one of the backbones of the Artificial Intelligence Research Institute, Wang Zhixuan's understanding of computers far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Pa!

After typing the last command, the computer jumped.

Xuanxing, formed by the common capture of many images, was displayed on the screen and zoomed in at an extremely fast speed.

Da Xuan's satellites were already extremely developed. Although they were not enough to see the faces of people on the ground clearly, they could roughly identify the type of target, whether it was a person or something else.

"Found them!"

Not long after, Wang Zhixuan's eyes moved, and with a tap of her finger, the view suddenly zoomed in.

"This is... the Golden Triangle?"

Gu Changsheng glanced at it and recognized the location displayed on the screen.

"It's An Qisheng. He's taking that person to the Golden Triangle..."

Wang Zhixuan immediately closed the computer, stood up, and said:

"No need to locate anymore. Notify everyone to assemble and set off!"