Chapter 40: There is no **** in the fist, and the picturesque dragon has no eyes!

An Qisheng curled up and fell asleep under the lights in the bedroom.
In his mind, a long rope woven from hemp rope lay inside it, and on the horizontal long rope, nine short ropes of different lengths were hung upside down.
Knot rope note!
The plan to visualize the chip failed shamefully.
It is easy to visualize the chip. If you want to visualize all the countless resistors and capacitors, the amount of engineering is huge, exceeding An Qisheng's imagination.
I made him have to step back.
After this retreat, I retreated to the most ancient knot-note.
"It really failed ..."
Suan Anqisheng sighed in his heart and scattered the long rope.
Knotting the rope notes is too old to be useful to him. Not to mention the knotting notes, even if you try hard to think of the abacus, it is meaningless to him.
What he needs is fast storage, learning, analysis, not simple number calculations.
或许 "Maybe I'm still not proficient at visualization, maybe I need to try to contemplate other things and practice, and wait until I am proficient enough to consider this idea?"
Qi Anqisheng opened his eyes, turned over to get up, and turned on the computer.
A folder was opened.
In this folder are Taoist practices, Buddhist meditations, meditations, etc. that he has collected over the past year or so.
Get ready to find one of them and start practicing.
He is not a person who likes to give up. Whether this hypothesis can be realized or not can only be determined after many attempts.
"Day thinking, water thinking, earth thinking, treasure tree, treasure pond, treasure tower, like view ... Have I collected so many ideas?"
Luan Qisheng browsed the files one by one, shaking his head with a bitter smile.
Twenty-one years ago, he was far less calm than he was later. He really refused to let go of a little hope. He collected so many things that he even forgot himself.
"The view of the sun is not good, the view of the water is not suitable, I don't like the view of the Buddha ..."
Click the mouse, An Qisheng negates one by one, and finally shines, and finds the idea that suits his appetite:
"Jiuxiangguan ..."
门 This nine-vision conception takes the thirty-six things that constitute the human body as imagination objects.
He is also divided into twelve foreign ministers, twelve upon the body, including twelve.
From body, bone, meat, skin, skin, tendons, veins, flow, blood, to heart, liver, lung, intestine, stomach, feces, snot, saliva, urine, it fits the human body very well.
"This concept is very complicated. It is very difficult for the ancients to practice, because the composition of the human body is too complicated. It is not only 36 things. The predecessors also have difficulty seeing the appearance of every object ... "
"But for people now, there seems to be no difficulty at all ..."
Lu Anqi was a bit interested, and this idea of ​​observation might help him to control the physical body?
More importantly, for the ancients, there was no such thing as an idea of ​​reality. For him, he had an idea of ​​reality.
凭 It is difficult to compose by fantasy only.
Isn't it a human figure?
就是 This is what he learned in this life!
"Find some pictures to visualize?"
She Anqisheng thought and shook her head:
"No good, everyone's body is different from others, I might as well go to the hospital to take a film tomorrow ..."
He fixed his attention, An Qisheng closed the computer and went to bed.
Just after three o'clock in the morning the next day, I woke up before the stars disappeared. I first practiced in the courtyard for three hours, washed up, and came to Xingcheng People's Hospital at eight.
I hung up, took a full-body film, and returned home at 11 noon.
Suffering from a pharmaceutical meal, practicing boxing, shaking a big gun ...
After the homework was done the next day, the sky was dim again.
At this time, An Qisheng was in the bedroom, and after carefully examining the film he made, he began to think about it.
It is very difficult to learn the concept of observation. If you do not understand the essentials of observation, then all the practice is difficult to get started.
But once you get started, it gets easier.
Without much effort, An Qisheng, who had lost all his thoughts, had already entered the state of imagination.
There was a gleam of light, a little light lit up.
"The introduction of Jiuxiang Observation begins with the Minister of Foreign Affairs, body observation, starting from the inside, observing the internal organs, and starting from the inside, observing feces and urine ..."
Once Qi entered the state of imagination, An Qisheng felt that his thoughts became very active and comfortable.
转 A lot of thoughts were transferred in one thought:
"Shit is a bit complicated. I still start with the foreign minister. I think about myself first, then I fill in bones and muscles ..."
Wu Anqisheng closed his eyes and thought, the light in his mind gradually began to stretch, and transformed to his own shape.
"The hand is a bit short ... forget it, let's do it first ... finger can't figure it out ... forget it, don't let it go ..."
"Five senses ..... forget it, let's stop the features ..."
"Toe ......... forget it, probably think about it before I say it."
Uh ...
Imagination is a very complicated thing. If you think it is simple, it is often an illusion.
Is like a set of actions, it is very simple for the brain, but the brain issues this instruction, through the skeletal muscles, trillions of skeletal muscle cells, countless neural nodes.
It is not so easy to show it.
In short, that is,
Mind your mind: "Simple, it will."
Body: "You are farting."
So, a long night was about to pass, and it wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that An Qisheng was finally in his mind.
Xuanguan came up with a stickman.
This is only the first step. The second step is to control the imaginary character.
As An Qisheng's thoughts moved, the stickman in his head seemed motionless.
But An Qisheng felt that the stickman's arm, which had nothing, seemed to move.
"It seems feasible!"
Qi Anqisheng opened his eyes and took a long breath.
Although he only conceived a stickman, after all, he has all the hands and feet. For him, it is already an improvement.
At least it ’s more reliable than thinking about a rope at the end of the chip.
Luan Qisheng turned up and sat up, feeling quite good:
"The stickman is only the first step. As you slowly fill it until you think about thirty-six objects, you may be able to visualize yourself! At least let me have a more intuitive impression of my body!"
The next day, An Qisheng was still step by step.
起来 I get up at 3am every morning to do morning exercises, continue to cook medicine, continue to practice octopus, Xingyi, Longhu capture, and other boxing techniques. At night, I think about myself and dream more boxing masters ...
I even tried to fight against Wu Feishan and Feng Mingtao in my dreams.
The days are boring and immersed, but very fulfilling.
The time flashed and months passed.
I was again in the middle of the winter, when a heavy snow suddenly came, and Xing Cheng was wrapped in silver overnight.
Woo!
Huh!
Whistling fist roared.
In the courtyard, An Qi was born in a single suit and punched in the snow.
He never moved a foot below the ground, but moved extremely fast.
A cricket often rises from one foot to the next, and the strength rises in one place. The person seems to collapse, bowing like a thunderbolt, fists and feet, and the air flow overflows.
The snow that fluttered in the courtyard was blown up!
"Hoo!"
After a long while, he slowly drew his fist, slowly spit out a breath of white air, condensed, and scattered the flying snow.
Crackling!
The applause sounded, and Wang Zhixuan, wearing a knee-length trench coat, opened the door of the villa and came in:
"Your progress is much faster than I expected, and the secret energy is clear through your stomach. Is it the last time you were on the Wudang Mountain to give pointers?"
Wang Zhixuan stepped on the snow and still had sunglasses on her face that could cover her half of her face.
"Dr. Wang watched for a long time."
Wu Anqisheng didn't seem curious about her arrival, looked at her and asked:
"Can you give me some pointers?"
"You punched well."
Wang Zhixuan stopped far, and Wen Yan nodded slightly:
"But just playing well."
"What solution?"
Jian Anqisheng frowned.
In the past few months, it has been the fastest time for him to make progress. He has not only penetrated his limbs, but also his waist and back.
Xuan Wang Zhixuan's eyesight is very good. From his set of boxing skills, he can see that he is at this time.
"Your fist is too crafty, although it is unexpectedly perfect, but that's it."
King Wang Zhixuan put his hands in his coat pocket, looking calm:
"No God!"
"God ..."
Qi Anqisheng looked up.
"Kung Fu, from ancient times to the present, its existence has only a purpose, that is to kill! Everything else is empty!"
King Wang Xuan slowly pulled out his hands.
In the heavy snow, her palms were almost as white as snow.
安 Under An Qisheng's gaze, her slender five fingers hanging down to her side slowly rose like a knife:
"You look good!"
Boom!
Luan Qisheng's pupils shrank.
I saw Wang Zhixuan stepping out at least twenty meters away from him, and after hunting the windbreaker, he was shocked by the snow in the courtyard.
boom!
When the air flow whistled, UU read a book www.uukanshu.com Wang Zhixuan ’s arms were raised like guns, his fingertips were like a knife, and he stepped out in one step.
He is like an ancient star who crosses a horse and slashes his sword.
At the time of his arrival, An Qisheng felt that his neck was cold, and his mouth and nose seemed to be filled with blood.
Intimidate!
He shuddered, his feet trembled, and Zhen's own brain hurt.
For a moment, lean forward and turn back halfway.
At the same time, his shoulders were lowered, his strength was unified, and he slammed away!
Baji, Tieshan lean!
Wang Zhixuan's shot was too harsh, which provoked An Qi's subconscious counterattack.
Woo!
He stepped forward and pointed at Wang Zhixuan, who was like a sword. He saw Tieshan leaning heavily on one of An Qisheng's powerful memories, but smiled slightly.
Suddenly the chopped hand knife was closed, five fingers spread out, one pressed down, and pressed against An Qisheng's shoulder that was hammering up.
boom!
Suddenly the air flow stunned, and the snow within a few meters of the two men's body suddenly raised the old high.
Click!
The slate cracked and An Qisheng stepped back two steps. His shoulders seemed to have been burned by a soldering iron.
"Your boxing is really precise."
Wang Zhixuan stepped back half a step, and was slightly surprised:
"However, you have no in your fists, like a dragon with no eyes, and you can't practice any famous name if you can't practice again."
"So-called God means emotion? Mind? Or something?"
Qi Anqisheng rubbed his shoulders.
"It's emotions and beliefs. More, it should be branding."
Xi Wang Zhixuan put his hand back in his pocket, smiling with a smile:
"I came from a long distance, you just let me stand in the snow to teach you?"