After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Now the whole world knows about the other world.

The incident caused a huge uproar online; you could find content related to Kyushu on Weibo, Douyin, and other platforms no matter what you browsed.

Some people posted videos of players flying through the air, while others posted surveillance footage of players punching through a concrete wall with their internal energy.

Even the online posts seeking to purchase the Dream Token have not been taken down.

In an effort to appease the general public, the Chinese government simply released the most basic breathing techniques, making them available for free download across the internet.

It was originally intended to appease people.

Everyone's been clamoring to cultivate immortality, so the official release of the method gives people something to look forward to.

It's been almost a month since they were released, and although many people have practiced, not a single one has actually mastered anything.

Later everyone realized that only players who had the Dream Token and could enter the Nine Provinces could practice this skill.

Even if an ordinary person memorizes the methods perfectly and practices them for a very long time, they still won't be able to feel the energy.

Gradually, most people gave up on the idea and went back to work or school, treating it as just a spectacle.

Central Park of the city.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was warm and cozy.

At this time of day, elderly people usually practice Tai Chi or take a brisk walk around the park.

Today, on the contrary, seven or eight old men were squatting under the sycamore trees by the roadside. They had stopped exercising and were sitting cross-legged on the stone benches, chatting away.

"Hey Lao Li, did you see that video from yesterday? There was this young man who just shot into the sky in a flash, faster than a high-speed train!"

"Where did I see that! There's something even more ruthless; a martial artist blew up a car with a single punch!"

"That's called internal energy! Do you understand? It's the kind of true qi described in martial arts novels!"

When I was young, I read Jin Yong's novels every day, hoping for this day to come. I never thought I'd actually see them in my old age!

"Really? Or is it special effects?"

"Special effects my foot! The official team has already admitted it! It's real kung fu!"

Several old men were chatting animatedly, and one of them, an old man wearing glasses, was stroking his beard and blowing:

"I'm not just telling you, I've read a lot of Taoist books. To cultivate internal energy, you first need to open up the meridians, like the Ren and Du meridians and the twelve regular meridians. Only when they're open can you feel the Qi..."

"Give me a break," Old Wang scoffed from the side.

"You can't even find where your dantian is, and you're talking about opening your meridians? You don't even have a sense of qi, what meridians are you talking about?"

"What do you know!"

"I don't understand? You've practiced for half a month, and you haven't produced anything?"

A few old men were arguing when they saw Xiao Lu walking over from the roadside with his head down.

Xiao Lu is an ordinary employee at a nearby company. He is in his twenties, doesn't talk much, and takes a shortcut home from the park every day after get off work.

"Hey, young man!" Old Li, with his sharp eyes, spotted him immediately and waved him over. "Don't rush off, come and sit down for a while!"

Xiao Lu hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

He also practiced that breathing technique.

I've been practicing for almost a month, but there's been no reaction at all.

He even posted online asking why others could develop internal energy while he felt nothing at all.

His subordinates told him that only those with a Dream Token who could enter the Nine Provinces were qualified to cultivate; it would be futile for ordinary people to try.

He gave up on the idea, but would only practice it a couple of times when he had nothing else to do, like doing a set of calisthenics.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Xiao Lu smiled and sat down on the stone bench next to him.

"Let's talk about cultivating immortality!" Grandpa Li patted the grass next to him.

"Since you're already here, don't sit on the bench. Join us in meditating and practicing. Who knows, you might even develop internal energy!"

The old men all laughed, but none of them took it seriously.

Xiao Lu didn't refuse. Anyway, he didn't have anything to do in the afternoon, so he decided to take a break.

He got off the stone bench, sat cross-legged on the grass, and as usual, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and slowly inhaled and exhaled according to the rhythm of the breathing method.

Unbeknownst to him, since the earth's veins were connected, the faint magical energy that had been emanating from them had been silently transforming everyone's bodies.

People with good talent are only one step away from breaking through the barrier; once they do, it's easy.

One minute.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

Just when he thought he was going to sit there for half an hour for nothing, as usual, a small point of light suddenly appeared in his dantian.

Like a spark.

The next second, the spark burst into flames with a "boom," like a small fire being lit inside his stomach.

A scalding heat instantly surged through his limbs and bones, making his blood boil. It was so hot that sweat beaded on his forehead and his skin turned red.

Qi sensation!

Xiao Lu's heart was pounding, and he almost shouted out loud.

He suppressed his excitement, not daring to be distracted, and guided the scalding heat according to the method he had memorized long ago.

Wherever the heat flowed, my whole body felt full of energy, and my shoulders, which had been a little sore, no longer hurt.

The warm current settled steadily in my dantian, gentle and obedient.

Internal force!

That's real internal energy!

"Holy shit!"

Xiao Lu suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the ground, and exclaimed in a trembling voice, "I've mastered it! I have internal energy now!"

Several old men, who were meditating with their eyes closed, were startled by his shout and opened their eyes to look at him.

"What? You've mastered something?"

"Young man, have you gone mad from meditating?"

"Exactly, how could ordinary people like us develop that skill?"

Xiao Lu got anxious and didn't explain. He turned to look at the thick sycamore tree next to him, took a deep breath, and gathered all the internal energy in his dantian into his fist.

His fist warmed up instantly, as if it were wrapped in a ball of fire, and he felt an endless amount of strength.

"ha!"

He slammed his fist into the tree trunk.

"Splash splash splash—"

The leaves on the tree were shaken and flew everywhere, like a rain of leaves. A shallow fist mark was clearly left on the trunk, deep enough to see the wood.

The laughter of the old men stopped abruptly.

He stared at Xiao Lu with his mouth agape and eyes wide, as if he were looking at a monster, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Really... he really has internal energy?"

"My goodness! Even ordinary people can master this?"

"Quick! I'll practice too! I'll sit too!"

The old men instantly erupted, stopping their bickering and all piling up to sit on the ground, closing their eyes and meditating vigorously, afraid of being a step too slow.

On this day, Lu was not the only one who developed internal strength.

All over the country, from north to south.

A middle school student in the south was secretly practicing breathing exercises during class when he suddenly felt a surge of energy and overturned his desk.

Soldiers resting in the army practiced casually and quickly developed a sense of qi. With one kick, a stone block half the height of a person flew three meters away.

A junior clerk in the Special Investigations Department, organizing documents.

Reports poured into the Special Investigations Department headquarters like snowflakes.

Li Jianguo stared blankly at the reports.

Ordinary people!

Without the Dream Token, you cannot enter the Nine Provinces!

They can actually cultivate internal energy!

He suddenly realized what was happening, slammed his hand on the table, and his eyes shone with an alarming intensity.

Good thing!

This is fantastic news!

They were worried before, because the only ones who could fight were Zhao Hao and a few other Xiantian cultivators. Every one of them who died was one less. But now things are better!

Ordinary people can now practice martial arts!

Even if they can't enter the Nine Provinces, these people are still real martial artists in reality!

It can be used for maintaining public order, deterring other countries, and handling emergencies!

"Pass the word down!" Li Jianguo took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly.

"Promote the breathing technique nationwide; all schools, workplaces, and military units must practice it!"

Also, notify all local police stations that those who have just developed internal strength are prone to becoming arrogant. If they break the law or violate regulations, arrest them immediately, before things get out of hand!

"yes!"

The entire special department was mobilized.

In just three days, more and more people developed internal strength.

Online, people are showing off their inner strength everywhere. Some smash bricks with a single palm strike, some kick down trees, and some even see thieves on the street.

Some chased after people and pinned them to the ground, while others, after drinking, would cause trouble and smash up restaurants.

Some acted chivalrously, while others used force to cause trouble. It was chaotic, yet full of vibrant energy.

Xiao Lu did not go home after leaving the park.

He walked down the street, clenching his fists, feeling the internal energy in his dantian, his eyes red as if they were about to bleed.

half year ago.

His girlfriend of three years caught the eye of a well-known rich second-generation in the county.

They were dragged into a car and abused, and finally humiliated and killed, their bodies thrown into a river in the suburbs.

The other party's family is wealthy and powerful. They bribed their way through, and a case with solid evidence was held up for six months.

He continued his life of debauchery, running around until he was exhausted, but all his complaints went unanswered. The other party even threatened to imprison him if he sued again.

He was just an ordinary citizen, with no money or power. What could he possibly use to fight against others?

But it is different now.

He has internal energy now.