I ascended to godhood through the 100-ton King Martial Arts.

Because of Li Tie, Li Qingshan had a basic understanding of the No. 8 Martial Arts School.

The martial arts school has two floors, an inner and an outer one.

The outer ring is where the martial arts school disciples eat and sleep. The management is relaxed, and even outside vendors deliver food to other students' rooms without the gatekeeper intervening.

The situation is different inside the martial arts school.

That's the real area for learning martial arts.

Li Qingshan took the note and went to the small door leading to the martial arts hall's training ground.

A middle-aged man was lazily sunbathing by the door.

When Li Qingshan came over.

He glanced at them, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Kid, you've come to the martial arts school to learn?"

Li Qingshan nodded and handed over the slip of paper: "I just paid the money. The accountant said to come over here and have the instructor on duty arrange the rest."

The middle-aged man took the note, glanced at it, and stuffed it haphazardly into his pocket: "I am the instructor on duty today. You can call me Instructor Wang."

Li Qingshan bowed respectfully: "Li Qingshan greets Instructor Wang."

Instructor Wang nodded, stood up, and asked in confusion, "I see you have plenty of energy, and your eyes are brimming with vitality, almost overflowing. It's obvious that your body has been well-nourished with medicinal baths since childhood. Why are you staying in a dormitory and ordering the worst medicinal food?"

Only families who have exhausted all their resources to gamble on a hope would make such a choice.

Li Qingshan's attire didn't suggest he came from a wealthy family.

But only wealthy families can cultivate such a vigorous and healthy body.

Interesting.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan's heart tightened.

Li Tie's father-in-law was also a martial arts instructor, but he hadn't realized this before.

This guy surnamed Wang has a very sharp eye.

He remained composed: "Instructor, you jest. I'm simply naturally energetic..."

"hehe..."

Instructor Wang assumed Li Qingshan didn't want to talk about it and didn't press the matter: "Never mind if you don't want to talk about it. Let's go. I'll have someone pick out two sets of clothes that fit you, and then I'll briefly explain the arrangements for what's to come."

The two walked into the inner courtyard of the martial arts school, one after the other.

...

What comes into view is a training ground roughly the size of a football field, divided into several sections.

In some areas, various stone locks and other tools were piled up.

Some areas are marked with complex wooden stakes.

It's a fairly large place.

There were only about twenty students among the busy trainees.

The division of various areas, occupying the training ground, prevented the scene from appearing deserted.

Li Qingshan didn't ask any more questions and obediently followed the instructor surnamed Wang to a corner.

Followed by.

In front of Li Qingshan, Instructor Wang took out a small, black walkie-talkie with a plastic casing, about the size of a child's palm: "Old Li, a new student has arrived."

Sla~

Amidst the static, a cacophony of voices came from the other end: "At the teahouse outside, be back later, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the communication was cut off.

Instructor Wang frowned: "It's really useless!"

He clenched his fist and crushed the walkie-talkie in his hand, then looked at Li Qingshan: "Wait here for a moment."

After speaking, Instructor Wang walked through the training ground and headed towards the buildings inside.

Li Qingshan remained motionless, his face expressionless throughout.

Let the world be what it is.

He was out of ideas.

...

This wait lasted for almost half an hour.

Li Qingshan wasn't in a hurry; he silently observed the students on the field.

Although the students on the field were all wearing the same style of martial arts school uniforms, it was still easy to analyze their approximate social class by looking at details such as skin color and hands.

No one was raised in luxury.

Clearly, none of the wealthy students are here at this moment.

"It seems the management of the martial arts school is really lax, or there might be things I'm unaware of."

Li Qingshan pondered silently.

Li Tie hadn't mentioned this before.

Thinking and thinking.

His thoughts raced like a runaway horse, leaping from modern products and the Yellow Turban Warriors' lineage to his anticipation of the medicinal dinner tonight... He even wondered if he'd ever see a senior sister wearing stockings after joining the Iron Legs Sect...

Iron legs, iron legs, the Iron Legs Sect's senior sister must have great legs.

After all, we've seen plenty of modern products these days, so adding some stockings isn't too much to ask, is it...?

As he pondered, Li Qingshan felt a throbbing pain.

He glanced down at Air Force One, which was about to take off, a gloomy look flashing in his eyes.

Again!

After gaining the ability to heal himself, he initially felt full of energy and tireless. Later, he discovered that his thoughts began to wander uncontrollably, and he couldn't sleep for nights on end.

My body can handle it and I'm still full of energy, but it's a form of mental torture.

It will only take a few days.

His figure became even thinner.

...

Fearing he would embarrass himself in public, Li Qingshan, after releasing the congestion, hid his consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness and spaced out.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Instructor Wang has finally returned.

Li Qingshan sensed someone approaching from the outside world, and his consciousness quickly returned to his body.

Instructor Wang had a dark face, clearly in a bad mood. His expression softened a little when he saw Li Qingshan, who was still standing still and waiting in the same spot.

"That's quite proper."

He praised you and handed you a badge: "This is your identification badge at the martial arts school. You'll need this badge to enter and exit the school and to get your medicinal meals from the kitchen. As for your clothes, someone will come looking for you tomorrow."

Li Qingshan quickly accepted the sign: "Thank you, instructor."

Instructor Wang nodded and continued, "For you students, the martial arts school is just a money-paying relationship. There are no assessments. You can come if you want, or go back and train on your own if you don't. You know about the early stages of martial arts, right?"

Li Qingshan nodded: "There are four realms: blood sensing, flesh and skin, tendons and bones, and blood exchange."

To everyone's surprise, Instructor Wang shook his head:

"What a load of rubbish about the four realms."

Which ignorant person told you there are four levels?

The item itself is correct, but the description is incorrect.

In the early stages of martial arts, there are only the Nourishing Body Realm and the Physical Body Realm.

The Yangshen Realm involves cultivating Qi and blood, calming the mind, and achieving the state of "feeling the blood" through standing meditation.

At this point, you can easily control most of your body's strength and manipulate the ethereal flow of qi and blood, instantly unleashing a force of a thousand pounds.

He paused, then pointed at Li Qingshan and laughed, "Just like you, with your blood and energy surging and your eyes shining brightly, you've reached the limit of your physical cultivation. After that, by controlling your mind, you can easily sense your blood."

"Heart monkey?"

Thinking about his own state of mind these past few days, Li Qingshan asked directly, "Instructor, could you tell me about the Mind Monkey?"

Instructor Wang laughed heartily:

"It seems you've suffered quite a bit from the mind's restlessness."

As the saying goes, "The mind is like a monkey, the will like a wild horse, and the spirit has no fixed abode."

Humans have three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit.

Essence is a person's vital energy and blood.

Those with strong Qi and blood are immune to all diseases, and nourishing Qi and replenishing the spirit are beneficial.

But too much of a good thing is bad.

If your Qi and blood are too strong and you don't control them, they will impact your mind and spirit, like cooking oil over a raging fire. This will not only cause you to have all sorts of desires and impulses, but it will also easily backfire and damage your mind and spirit.

These distracting thoughts are the restless mind.

Mastering the mind is about locking in the surging energy and blood within your body.

When the blood locks the heart and settles, that is, to sense the blood.

Seeing Li Qingshan's thoughtful yet somewhat bewildered expression, he waved his hand and said, "It sounds complicated, but it's actually just using stance training to forcibly lock your strong Qi and blood. Locking it will cause it to surge, and when it's full, it will overflow. With the Qi and blood surging, you can easily sense the Qi and blood that you wouldn't normally be aware of. If you can sense it, you can guide it. This is what is called sensing blood. It's very simple."

In plain terms, Li Qingshan understood.

This instructor, Mr. Wang, is very skilled.

In just a few words, he understood why he had so many distracting thoughts and how to resolve this predicament.

...

Seeing that Li Qingshan understood, Instructor Wang continued:

"Those ordinary trainees on the field come from humble backgrounds."

When they were young, they didn't have the means to use medicinal baths to nourish their bodies, so they relied entirely on practicing stance training and eating medicinal diets after entering the martial arts school to accumulate qi and blood.

In this situation, unless they are born with a strong spirit or possess a powerful innate talent, only one in ten can sense blood; it all depends on luck.

You are different.

For a student like you who has taken good care of their health, feeling blood is as natural as drinking water or eating—nothing special.

The rarest is the physical realm.

He licked his slightly dry lips and chuckled, "Back when I was at the martial arts school, there were more than ten people practicing qi and blood cultivation at the same time, but in the end, only I was able to break through to the physical body realm. Do you know why?"

Li Qingshan shook his head.

He's a complete novice in martial arts, what does he know?

The other person's question clearly indicates they're trying to show off.

Those with good judgment will then think about what words to use to flatter the person next.

But that would be too vulgar and unlikely to have any future, so Li Qingshan disdained to do it.

As a scumbag who had been to prison in his previous life, was twenty years older than the woman, and could still fool her into willingly becoming his wife, he had some experience in gaining favor.

Instructor Wang is clearly the kind of person who is reserved and arrogant.

He was a master of feigning indignation, using a strategy of first suppressing and then praising to win over his opponent.