Forty years old, awakening attribute panel

Chapter 171 The fist intention sets off
"No...you are not my brother-in-law...sister..."

Faced with Jiang Sheng LV3's hypnosis and the continuous mental invasion, Tang Chunwei never showed any signs of being hypnotized and tried his best to resist.

But in front of Jiang Sheng, his power was like a cricket shaking a tree, and he could only cry loudly.

Tang Chunlei at the door was circling anxiously, wanting to rush in several times, but finally held back.

Time passed by minute by minute.

One minute.

three minutes.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds into the fourth minute that Tang Chunwei's clear and foolish eyes finally began to fade away.

Jiang Sheng also stopped the hypnosis at the right time.

Tang Chunwei's eyes once again became three parts clear and one part stupid.

A small island near the sea in Wencheng, Zhejiang Province.

Tang Chunlei is not stupid. Even though Jiang Sheng said this, she still doesn't understand.

"Daoist Master Dong is too humble."

And just when he let go, Tang Chunwei, who had come to his senses, immediately got up and ran to the door, "Sister...he hit me."

She immediately pulled her brother and knelt down in front of Jiang Sheng, "Please, Teacher Jiang, please save my brother. As long as you can cure my brother, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you to repay you. Please let me I’m willing to do anything.”

At this time, the old Taoist priest sitting opposite Dong Zhengyuan, also wearing a Taoist robe, said with envy: "Congratulations, Taoist Master Dong, for finally entering the realm of having things in the Dantian!"

Jiang Sheng couldn't help laughing.

Before Jiang Sheng could finish speaking, Tang Chunlei pressed her brother's head and asked him to kowtow to Jiang Sheng and call him master.

Dong Zhengyuan put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile: "The presence of things in the Dantian has only just entered the threshold of the internal martial arts. There is still a long road ahead. I have no hope in this life."

When Jiang Sheng stood up and came out of the room, Tang Chunlei asked, "Teacher Jiang, how did my brother's test go?"

"That's right! You don't have to belittle yourself. Inner Qi is a talent that steals the sky. If you can learn one or two, you are lucky."

"Stand up. Since I came all the way here, I must be here to save your brother. Otherwise, I won't hide why I'm here. In fact, I want to accept your brother as my disciple. He is an excellent A martial arts prodigy..."

One of them is Dong Zhengyuan.

"master."

Tang Chunlei asked: "You mean, my brother is too smart, and the brain cannot bear his IQ, so part of his IQ is limited? It's like a supercar driving on a bad road in the countryside. Driving too fast will cause damage to the car. , so part of the power needs to be restricted, is this what you mean?”

Jiang Sheng nodded with a smile and said: "But mental power is not equal to IQ. The brain is like a container, and mental power is like the water in the container. A normal person's mental power may only account for 80% of the brain. One to ten percent, while your brother's mental power has reached more than %, which severely limits the performance of other functions, and the specific manifestations are drooling, inability to communicate, imbalance of body functions, etc. "

Tang Chunwei's mental power is very strong, at least excellent, and possibly even perfect.

"If you are willing, my brother is willing... Hurry, Chunwei, kowtow to your master."

Jiang Sheng said: "It is very simple to say that since the brain space is not enough, then open it up. I said before that the brain is like a container, but this container can be infinitely enlarged. As long as the brain is big enough, it can naturally If Sheng Sheng puts down more mental energy, your brother's condition will naturally be cured."

"Call Master."

But he didn't dare to continue the hypnosis, because if he continued to force the test, it would cause his mental damage.

"Louder."

"It's okay, it's okay. Teacher Jiang is helping you treat your illness. It's okay." Tang Chunlei put her arm around her brother's shoulders and comforted him.

"I understand. So what should we do now?"

Jiang Sheng sat down on the stool in front of the door and said: "Let me tell you about your brother. The reason why your brother is like this is mainly because his mental power is too strong. In order to protect himself, the brain , so it limits part of his thinking ability.”

Before leaving, she helped them pay off a debt of more than 3 yuan. At the same time, she also gave Tang Chunlei a sum of money and asked her to buy many gifts to thank her relatives, friends, neighbors, etc. who had helped them. .

As he said this, he kowtowed to Jiang Sheng.

"Call hello, master."

Tang Chunlei looked at Jiang Sheng eagerly.

"Probably that's what it means."

There is a very old Taoist temple here. In the pavilion in the bamboo forest behind the Taoist temple, five or six old men were drinking tea and chatting. It was very comfortable.

……

"Hello, master."

When other people heard this, they all said:

"Hey, hey...Okay, stand up, stand up."

Some wear priest robes, some wear monk's robes, and some wear lying down or casual clothes.

Dong Zhengyuan shook his head and said: "I am not belittling myself. You are carefree and carefree now, but you don't know that there is a world outside the world in the martial arts world, and there are people outside the world."

Jiang Sheng took Tang Chunlei and his brother and sister to Shagou Town, Zhucheng City, Guangxi Province.

"Yes, if you have just entered the threshold, then aren't we still at the foot of the mountain?"

"Hello, master."

"The reason why I was able to break through and take root in my old age when my energy and blood were declining, and enter the realm of having things in my Dantian, is also thanks to Jiang Sheng."

The old man opposite, wearing a black Tang suit with a double-breasted collar, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't the Jiang Sheng you're talking about the Olympic champion?"

"Yes, that's him." Dong Zhengyuan nodded.

The old man in Tang suit said in surprise: "I saw him before when I was playing Douyin. I said he was some kind of martial arts master. I thought it was a boast. From what Daoist Dong meant, could he really be very powerful?"

Dong Zhengyuan said: "Yes, that's right! His inner martial arts have been practiced to the point where the blood is stirring, and his techniques have also been refined along the way. A feather cannot be added, and a fly cannot fall! Ordinary pistols are useless to He's no longer a threat because you can't hit him."

The old monk with white eyebrows on the left said with a look of disbelief: "Is this true?"

Dong Zhengyuan smiled and said: "It's absolutely true! He has cultivated martial arts to his bones. It can not only strengthen the internal organs and bones, but also make the body form muscle memory. Before being injured, the body has already started to fight back. Every inch of the skin can be attacked."

"His blood will be concentrated to form a blood flow like mercury, and his physical fitness will be enhanced. The oxygen and nutrients carried by the blood will be doubled due to the concentration of blood. After the brain receives sufficient oxygen, it will activate the standby area and start secondary development. The five senses It has been greatly enhanced. You can clearly see the wings of flying mosquitoes within ten meters, hear the crawling of ants, and feel the muzzle of a gun aimed a hundred steps away."

After a pause, Dong Zhengyuan said with emotion: "If I hadn't really practiced Nei Qi myself and felt the huge changes brought about by Nei Qi, I wouldn't have believed it."

Today, Dong Zhengyuan has black hair and a red face. The wrinkles on his forehead have also disappeared, and he looks like a middle-aged man in his forties.

"I am still only in the realm of Dantian, but my whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes. And Jiang Sheng has entered the realm of strong blood. I can't even imagine how powerful his internal organs are now?"

Hearing Dong Zhengyuan's emotion that was like showing off, and then seeing his face that looked like it had been hit with collagen, a group of friends were all envious and jealous.

Just when a group of people were busy asking Dong Zhengyuan about Jiang Sheng, a burst of laughter suddenly came.

"Dao Zhang Dong, are you okay?"

Everyone immediately turned to look in the direction of the sound.

I saw a figure suddenly appearing at the foot of the mountain.

Before they could take a closer look at the person's height and appearance, the other person seemed to move instantly. With a few swishes, he had already come up from the mountain a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. They didn't even see clearly how the other person looked. Coming up?

It looks like walking, but the speed is faster than running. What kind of skill is this?
Surprise and suspicion suddenly appeared on everyone's faces.

Dong Zhengyuan stood up and said with a surprised look on his face: "How come you have time to come here?"

"Hahaha, actually I was in Hangzhou when I called you yesterday, but I had something to do and didn't come over."

Jiang Sheng explained with a smile, and Dong Zhengyuan immediately introduced several friends to Jiang Sheng.

These people are all important figures in the Chinese martial arts community or sect.

Although he looks kind and amiable, like a little old man, his status is actually very special, and many big shots want to line up to see them.

Because of Dong Zhengyuan's previous "bragging", everyone was very polite to Jiang Sheng.

The old man in Tang suit, Zhao Haochang, was a famous figure in Lingnan martial arts circles. He had practiced Bajiquan to the point of perfection. After everyone exchanged greetings, he said bluntly: "I have seen the video of you at the Olympics. It’s truly remarkable!”

"However, I heard from Taoist Master Dong that Master Jiang's martial arts has reached the state of transformation, and his blood is as hot as mercury. I would like to have a competition, is it possible?"

Seeing the aggressive aura in the old man's words, Jiang Sheng did not tolerate him and said with a smile: "Forget it, you are no match for me!"

Zhao Haochang almost spit out his blood. He couldn't compete with anyone, so he just said he was no match?
But before he could get angry, Jiang Sheng said: "Well, I also know some Bajiquan. I will practice Bajiquan once. If you can stand there without moving until the end, I will lose."

What do you mean?
When everyone heard Jiang Sheng's words, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Dong Zhengyuan was moved in his heart. He had heard Jiang Sheng say before that he had developed "boxing intention".

There is a close relationship between boxing intention and spiritual power. Through spiritual concepts, every move can be filled with spiritual infection.

But the first requirement is to have strong mental power, and then be able to practice boxing to the extreme, and release one's mental power through boxing. "Using boxing to convey meaning" is the meaning of boxing.

After the boxing intention is practiced, whether it is Dragon Fist, Tiger Fist, or Snake Fist, it will bring great mental oppression to people. For example, when practicing Dragon Fist, it seems to others that a real dragon appears in the world, and you can also perform "witnessing" ”, even those who are brave will be frightened and frightened after seeing it.

The timid ones may even be frightened to death by the murderous intent in the fist.

Of course, it is very difficult to reach this level.

Jiang Sheng didn't speak either.

I started practicing Bajiquan directly.

When he was learning Xinyi Liuhe Quan, he took Baji Quan as a reference. The two techniques and boxing frames had a lot in common.

Bajiquan has eight major moves: tiger hunting sheep, bear spirit leaning hard, purple swallow piercing the curtain, black dragon entering the hole, ape grabbing food, spirit dog fighting, hungry eagle catching rabbit, and quail colliding!
These eight moves combine eight combat parts, namely head, shoulders, elbows, hands, hips, knees, feet, and tail. These eight parts have corresponding moves and usages in Bajiquan.

Jiang Sheng integrated the movements of each move, and the moves were continuous and impressive.

Everyone, including Dong Zhengyuan, watched with wide eyes.

It felt smooth and silky at first, but as I looked at it, something felt wrong.

Jiang Sheng's whole body and moves merged into one, and he transformed into a tiger, a bear spirit, a purple swallow, an oolong, an ape... Every move carried a powerful murderous intent, making them involuntarily feel fear.

"what……"

As Jiang Sheng swung his tail like an ape, his palm seemed to turn into a sharp knife and stabbed towards his chest. One of the martial arts masters, Hao Taihe, screamed in fright and couldn't help but step back.

After taking four or five steps back, the "illusion" disappeared from sight.

Taking a closer look, Jiang Sheng was still practicing under the woods, moving around and around. Where could there be any sharp knife?
Hao Taihe's chest rose and fell violently, and he looked at Jiang Sheng in disbelief.

"What...what is going on? Why do I have hallucinations before my eyes?"

He took a few steps forward without believing in evil.

As a result, Jiang Sheng transformed into a black bear spirit and pounced towards him.

"Oh my god..." Hao Taihe exclaimed, turned around and ran away stumblingly.

The martial arts master here had just withdrawn from the scope of his fist. Dong Zhengyuan's friend next door, Taoist Priest Wang Lebang, suddenly saw a flower in front of his eyes. He found that Jiang Sheng's fist was like a balloon, becoming infinitely large, and then punched him. Smash it over.

"Fake! It's all fake..."

Wang Lebang kept telling himself in his heart, and he stood there firmly.

He doesn't believe that this fist can hurt him?

And then the next second.

"Bam—"

When the fist that blocked the entire world hit him, he felt his whole body shake. His chest felt like it had been hit by a big hammer, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Affected by this "force", he was forced to take more than ten steps back, and finally his chest felt much better.

He suddenly felt a stream of heat on his lips. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.

It was a nosebleed. In other words, he was really shocked by Jiang Sheng's fist just now.

Looking up and looking ahead, Jiang Sheng was still practicing.

Next was Zhao Haochang, who was not feeling well at all at this time.

Compared to others, he actually felt more uncomfortable because he was a master of Bajiquan. When Jiang Sheng's punch came, he had been trying to find a way to resist it.

But Jiang Sheng's Bajiquan and his Bajiquan are not on the same level in essence. Jiang Sheng's Bajiquan is more of a mental attack.

Zhao Haochang's mental strength is much inferior to that of Dong Zhengyuan, the great monk Zhiyu Master, and another internal master Qi Feng.

When Jiang Sheng swept through thousands of troops like a roll, in Zhao Haochang's eyes, Jiang Sheng's feet turned into a pillar as big as a mountain.

Like Wang Lebang, he kept telling himself in his heart that everything was fake, and then he used the mountain support to resist Jiang Sheng's pillar transformed from his fist.

bang——

Zhao Haochang felt as if he had been hit in the head by a giant pillar, his eyes were filled with stars and his blood was boiling.

The next second, the world was spinning and he fell to the ground.

Wang Lebang and Hao Taihe took a look and quickly stepped forward and pulled him out.

Taking a closer look, Zhao Haochang's nose was bleeding profusely, his eyes were bloodshot, and it even felt like his hair was standing on end.

Apparently he suffered a severe mental shock.

"Old Zhao, you are serious. Why don't you just quit if you can't hold on anymore? Why do you have to show off?"

On the other side, the great monk Zhiyu withdrew first.

Followed by the internal master Qi Feng.

After Jiang Sheng finished one round of Bajiquan, Dong Zhengyuan, whose face was red from holding back, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He gathered the strengths of many experts and mastered all kinds of southern fists and northern kicks. In addition, his own internal energy skills had also been practiced to the point of having things in his dantian, so he could barely survive.

But others, even the internal master Qi Feng and Zhiyu master Nei Qi, are a big step behind him, let alone others. They haven't even entered the door of Nei Qi, so how can they resist Jiang Sheng's punches? meaning?

After Jiang Sheng withdrew his fist, he saw Zhao Haochang who had just regained his consciousness and said with a smile: "The intention of the fist is not murderous, so don't worry about damaging your sanity."

Zhao Haochang was already convinced at this time. He stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Master Jiang, I'm going to take it now."

Others followed suit and clasped their fists.

Although Jiang Sheng felt that this situation was a bit funny, he still smiled and was modest.

Afterwards, everyone took advantage of this rare opportunity to ask Jiang Sheng for advice on how to practice the inner energy technique?

Especially Qi Feng, like Dong Zhengyuan, he entered the realm of "taking root" early, but he has not been able to make any progress in these years and cannot enter the Dantian.

Jiang Sheng did not hide his secrets and told everyone about his training experience in "Inner Alchemy".

"Internal Qi, Jing Qi, and Zhen Qi circulate in the meridians and fill the entire body, just like the water of the earth. It is stored in lakes and seas, travels in rivers, and fills both inside and outside, in the atmosphere and in the soil. It nourishes all things and nourishes all living things. , The water of the earth is the source of life, and the Qi of the human body is also the sea of ​​energy..."

"The Dantian accumulates enough energy, rushes through the Governor Vessel, goes against the luck, and goes straight to the mind..."

Jiang Sheng had produced the "Corn Pill", and in the parlance of cultivators, he could be regarded as the ancestor of the Golden Pill. However, Qi Feng and the others were only in their qi-refining period at most. How valuable was his experience in qi-training?

After Jiang Sheng's explanation, everyone's faces showed a hint of surprise.

Especially Qi Feng, after listening to Jiang Sheng's words, he said excitedly: "I understand."

Then he stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Jiang, for your great kindness. Rong Qimou will reply kindly some other time. I will take the first step!"

After saying that, Qi Feng hurried away, obviously going to retreat to reach the next level of inner energy.

Master Zhiyu, Zhao Haochang and others looked envious and jealous.

In particular, Zhao Haochang and Wang Lebang respected Jiang Sheng like a god after seeing how Jiang Sheng could injure them miraculously just by practicing boxing.

I can’t wait to kneel down and become my master!

……

After chatting about other things, Jiang Sheng and Dong Zhengyuan came to the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain and introduced him to Tang Chunlei and his brother.

"This is my apprentice Tang Chunwei."

How vicious is Dong Zhengyuan’s vision? He could tell at a glance that Tang Chunwei was not a normal person.

The eyes are dull, the corners of the mouth are crooked, and the saliva is flowing. This is clearly a sign of mental retardation.

He couldn't understand why Jiang Sheng would accept such a person as his disciple?

Jiang Sheng knew what Dong Zhengyuan was thinking when he saw his expression, so he explained it to him.

After hearing this, Dong Zhengyuan was immediately shocked, "According to your opinion, wouldn't he be able to cultivate his inner strength easily?"

"That's right!"

Jiang Sheng smiled and nodded, "I need to travel far away to do some things during this period. It is not convenient to take them with me, so I want you to help teach me. According to my estimate, it will take about a year or so. Tang Chunwei He will almost be able to recover and become a normal person, and then I will teach him the specific exercises."

He taught Dong Zhengyuan every word for the cultivation methods of Inner Energy, so there was no need to worry about Tang Chunwei learning the wrong way.

When Dong Zhengyuan heard this, he naturally agreed happily.

Such a martial arts genius is difficult to find even with a lantern. Now that Jiang Sheng has come to his door, of course he will not push him away.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will definitely teach you well. You can go about your business in peace."

Jiang Sheng chatted with Dong Zhengyuan for a while, and then told the Tang Chunlei siblings again.

Tang Chunlei already knows Jiang Sheng's identity, and he is the Olympic champion Jiang Sheng who is now popular all over the world. How can a person who can talk and laugh on an equal footing with Jiang Sheng be an ordinary person?

So Tang Chunlei also expressed her gratitude again and again.

"Then I'll take the first step. If you have any questions, you can contact Daoist Dong. Don't be embarrassed. If it doesn't work, you can also leave a message in my email."

"Well, I understand, Teacher Jiang, please walk slowly."

"Row……"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Xinjiang Huafu, Huangpu District, Zhonghai.

Jiang Sheng met his daughter who had just returned from a summer camp abroad.

"Look at you, your sunburn looks like black charcoal. I asked you to put on sunscreen, but you just didn't listen." Chen Wenjing looked at Jiang Min complainingly.

Jiang Min giggled and hugged Jiang Sheng's arm, "Dad, let me tell you, it's fun over there. My classmates and I..."

Jiang Min chattered to Jiang Sheng about what she saw and heard at the foreign summer camp.

After Jiang Sheng waited for her to finish speaking, he took the opportunity to test her mental strength.

He had never tested the mental power of the people around him before. Mainly because he had poor perception and application of mental power, and he was worried that using hypnosis at will would damage their spirits.

Now that he has entered the innate realm, his perception of spiritual power has become very powerful. In addition, he has accumulated a lot of experience in practicing hypnosis during this period, so he dares to use it on his relatives.

The result was naturally as expected. Although Jiang Min's mental power was stronger than the average person, it was only limited in strength, probably between 0.15 and 0.2.

With such mental power, it is simply impossible to develop inner Qi.

Then he went to test his wife Chen Wenjing.

Not as good as daughter Jiang Min.

The next morning Jiang Sheng arrived at a building in Lujiazui.

Seeing him coming, Luo Jiajun said happily: "My friends asked me to say thank you to you on their behalf. If it weren't for you, they might have been put in jail."

"You're welcome! After all, they went in because they did something for me. By the way, I'll give you some reassurance, otherwise you'll always worry about being arrested and sent to jail."

Previously, Luo Jiajun was always worried that he would be arrested and imprisoned by European and American countries if he followed Jiang Sheng in the shady business.

Now that she saw Jiang Sheng easily rescued all the former team members, she felt relieved.

Luo Jiajun smiled and said: "Yes, I have been sleeping much more peacefully during this period."

After a pause, Luo Jiajun said: "This matter has spread in the currency circle. Yesterday, Zhao Changhai's wife found me through an intermediary and asked me to convey it on her behalf. She wants you to help get Zhao Changhai out of the country of bad luck. They are willing to give you any amount of money."

"Let's talk about it later, I don't have time now."

Jiang Sheng said casually, and then chatted with Luo Jiajun about his trip to Xin Xizhen.

His going there this time is no joke, it will definitely cause a global shock.

So some things still require some action planning in advance.

After they chatted for a while, they took a private plane to Xiangjiang.

Twenty-seven top strategic planners were already waiting for him in the Mercedes-Benz Garden House at the foot of Victoria Peak in the West District.

While everyone was eating Australian beef and lobster, they were chatting about action arrangements.

We talked freely for two or three hours.

These strategic planners have all been screened by him using hypnosis tests, and there are no problems.

Jiang Sheng basically didn't speak, just listened silently, listening to them talk about what impact Xin Xizhen would have if he was controlled by him? How will European and American countries respond? What measures will be taken?
How will East Asian countries and neighboring Australia react? What specific measures will they take?

and many more.

However, no one has personally experienced this kind of major change that has not been seen in a century. Many things can only be approximated. The specific chain reactions that will occur cannot be known until the actual situation occurs.

And he can only take advantage of it.

But fortunately, Xin Xizhen didn't belong to his family, so he wouldn't feel bad even if it was ruined. At worst, he could just pat his butt and leave.

and so.

After Jiang Sheng had eaten and drank enough, he stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, let's do that."

……

……

In early September in Canberra, the capital of Australia, it is spring of the year.

The lowest temperature during the day is only two or three degrees, which is very cold.

But the sun came out after lunch today, dispersing the haze in the sky and bringing warmth to the earth.

At this time, many people are camping here in the natural park in the western suburbs.

They spread out on the grass with their families and their families, carrying large and small packages, enjoying this rare afternoon time.

"Daddy, catch the ball."

A little white boy threw a football over.

Macaulay reached out and quickly caught the football thrown by his son.

The little white boy shouted, “Daddy, you’re awesome!”

McCauley smiled and threw the ball.

"Clap clap-"

Just then, someone clapped and sat down next to him.

Macaulay turned around when he heard the sound, but it was a young Asian man.

(End of this chapter)