A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 28 Kyushu Eight Sects
Duan Rong returned to the escort agency, and in a secluded corner of the martial arts arena, he put a piece of blood deer antler in his mouth and began to stand in a posture.

Duan Rong could clearly feel a stream of heat flowing into his stomach along with his saliva, spreading throughout his body...

“Blood deer antler…it’s really top quality!”

With the medicinal power of the blood antler nourishing the blood throughout his body, Duan Rong found that he could stand in the standing posture continuously.

One hour, two hours...

Duan Rong discovered that the circulation of his internal energy began to undergo subtle changes!

Not faster, but more agile!

The internal breath between the meridians is only as thick as a hair and looks like a gossamer!
But every hour, a new strand of hair merges into the inner breath.

It's like a gossamer of internal breath, growing stronger little by little!
By the evening, Duan Rong had been standing in that secluded corner for a whole day. He did not move at all, like a stone man.

During the whole day, he had already sucked three pieces of top-quality blood deer antlers!
The passionate afterglow of dusk painted the entire training ground with a soft yellow. Duan Rong was shrouded in the afterglow, and his head was covered with hot mist!

Suddenly, Duan Rong exhaled, and a stream of white gas as big as a baby's arm spurted out of his mouth, rushing straight in front of him and dispersing over a dozen feet in size!
At the same time, Duan Rong pressed his hands down in front of his body and stopped at his dantian.

"At this rate, the first level of inner energy will be achieved soon!"

In fact, the first level of internal breath is the easiest to achieve among the four levels of internal breath.

Because when practicing the first level, one will extract and absorb the remaining innate true essence between the meridians.

The innate true energy retained in the subtle parts of the meridians will be stimulated by the power of the medicine and will flow into the internal breath.

If one follows Duan Rong's method of practice, the first level of inner breath can be achieved within a few days.

Of course, it is impossible for a normal warrior to be so fast.

The circuit that operates the internal breath is so complex.

For a martial artist who has just started to practice internal skills, even if he can barely control his internal energy, it is not easy for him to circulate it completely without making any mistakes.

The meridians twist and turn in many ways. If you go wrong, the entire circulation will be wasted and you will have to start all over again.

Like Duan Rong, once he got started, he was like an experienced driver who was familiar with the process, practicing one cycle after another. It was really amazing!

It was time for dinner and there were few people in the entire martial arts arena. Duan Rong wiped the sweat from his forehead and went to the cafeteria to have dinner.

After dinner, Duan Rong returned to the martial arts arena again.

Although he practiced standing meditation all day, Duan Rong didn't feel tired because he had used up the blood deer antlers for three days.

He wanted to try the routine again, practice the combination of Qi and strength, and then continue standing still!

Duan Rong stood with his sword drawn, and began to perform one move after another!

This time, Duan Rong clearly felt the change, not only was the sound of breaking through the air shorter!

More importantly, with the coordination of internal energy, the moves that he originally did not understand now have clear connotations.

It turns out that the moves are not just fancy moves, they are used to coordinate the power of internal energy!
Only when your inner breath reaches a certain level, can you understand the reasons for those pauses and turns in the moves.
Xiao Zongting's words appeared in Duan Rong's ears again: "Martial arts, with martial arts as the method of attack, internal strength as the foundation, and mental strength as the core!"

At least, at this moment, Duan Rong felt that he seemed to understand the first half of the sentence!
And after understanding this, Duan Rong suddenly thought that the Chinese martial arts in the previous life were called fancy moves, which might be due to the loss of the inheritance of internal power skills!
Without the inner strength and skills, the original killing skills have become just a performance item!

This is because, without the internal skills, the pauses and turns in the moves would completely lose their meaning.

Duan Rong performed the complete routine three times in a row, in one go, with great satisfaction!

At this time, only more than twenty days had passed since he devoured the spirit of Zhao Mu's weapon.

After the routine was finished, Duan Rong was in a good mood, as if the haze of killing before had completely dissipated at this moment! He sheathed his sword, held a piece of blood antler in his mouth, and stood for another two hours before returning to the dormitory courtyard.

He pulled up a bucket of water from the well, washed the stinking sweat off his body with cold water, and crawled naked under the blanket on the bed.

Although Duan Rong was very tired, he did not sleep. Instead, he lit the oil lamp, and in the dim light, he took a book from the bundle of books on the bedside and began to read it with great interest.

These books were specially picked out by Duan Rong at the bookstall. They were about the knowledge in this world that he was most curious about.

Although some things are common sense, for an extraterritorial demon like him, common sense is exactly what he needs to know the most.

Duan Rong flipped through three books in a row until he was yawning and his eyes felt uncomfortable. He then reluctantly closed the book, blew out the lamp, and lay down on the bed.

Duan Rong lay on the bed in the dark, with his eyes closed, lost in thought.

He already knew from the original owner's memory that this world was ruled by a sect and consisted of nine states.

However, it was not until today that he learned the basic information of the Eight Sects of Kyushu from books.

The Taiyi Sect, dominating Qingzhou, is where he lives and is considered the sect he is most familiar with.

Aside from the Taiyi Sect, the other seven sects are the Xiaoyao League, the Faxiang Sect, the Tianyan Sect, the Shenyi Sect, the Baijiyuan, the Wuji Palace, and the Qingyang Sect.

Among the eight sects, the most powerful one is the Qingyang Sect.

One sect occupies two states! Dominate all sects in the world!

The successive leaders of Qingyang Sect implemented a game strategy, which is called the "Sect Balance Strategy" in books!
The so-called "Sect Balancing Strategy" refers to the remaining seven sects. Whenever any of them starts to grow in power, Qingyang Sect will contact the sects in the surrounding states and use strategies to weaken it!
In this way, he could maintain a balance of power among the other seven sects, and at the same time, consolidate his dominant position!

This strategy uses the power of the seven sects to check and balance the power of the seven sects!
It is truly outstanding and elegant!
Thanks to this strategy, Qingyang Sect has been the number one sect in Jiuzhou for thousands of years!
Duan Rong thought about this and slowly fell into a deep sleep...

The next day was the examination day three days later as Xiao Zongting had mentioned.

After breakfast, Duan Rong and Kong Bin both stood in Xiao Zongting's yard early.

The two of them waited for a stick of incense before Xiao Zongting limped out from the backyard, smoking his pipe.

Xiao Zongting stood still, blew out a puff of smoke, and said, "How is your inner strength training going? Come, practice it and let me see."

Upon hearing this, Kong Bin sighed, glanced at Duan Rong vaguely, then closed his eyes and stood in the stance.

Of course he knew that he was not as good as Duan Rong, but he had to practice even if he was forced to do so.

Xiao Zongting glanced at Kong Bin and nodded slightly. Kong Bin was already able to initially control his internal energy. It had only been three days, and it was quite good to be able to do this.

Xiao Zongting glanced at Kong Bin, stared at Duan Rong who was still standing there, and said, "Hey, kid, what are you standing there for? I asked you to practice it, let me see. Don't you understand?"

After Duan Rong killed someone in the alley, his psychological quality seemed to have improved, and the oppressive feeling that Xiao Zongting had originally felt seemed to have faded a lot.

Could it be that that feeling of oppression is actually murderous intent?
When Duan Rong heard Xiao Zongting's question, he stopped thinking and returned to the scene in front of him.

He had already made up his mind about today's investigation. There was no need to hide it. What I did was a demon!

Duan Rong turned his head and gave Xiao Zongting a cool smile, then suddenly drew out the sword in his hand, circulated his internal energy and performed the Five Tigers and Sheep Sword moves one after another.

The sound of the blade breaking through the air and the rustling sound of the sleeves in the wind intertwined and rose and fell!
"Use your internal energy to exert your strength!"

Xiao Zongting was startled, and a mouthful of thick smoke choked his throat, causing him to cough repeatedly...

After Duan Rong finished his routine, Xiao Zongting's coughing just stopped.

Xiao Zongting wiped the turbid tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Duan Rong with complicated eyes.

(End of this chapter)