Chapter 48

In the evening, Qin Yi lay on his bed, flipping through the book that had been reduced to cigarette paper, the Heart Intent Fist manual. Although several pages were missing, fortunately, the old man had torn from the back, so the first half of the content was still well-preserved.

The manual was well-bound, and the slightly yellowed pages suggested it was a book several decades old. Despite its age, it was well-preserved except for some rough edges. As he gently opened it, the scent of ink wafted up, and before his eyes were neatly arranged pages with small, neat regular script. This was a handwritten copy, and Qin Yi found it quite natural, after all, who would take their family's secret manual and print it on a large scale!

The first page: Realm.

Realm?

Qin Yi was very interested. Just how far can martial arts be practiced? Can one be felled by a single shot, or can one dodge bullets by walking on walls? Or can one take on the People's Army with bare hands?

Putting aside his wild thoughts, he continued reading.

"All martial arts, regardless of their origin, ultimately converge into three realms: Ming Jing (Manifest Force), An Jing (Hidden Force), and Hua Jing (Transforming Force). Ming Jing injures the bones and muscles, An Jing injures the internal organs, and Hua Jing injures the spirit. Ming Jing is the foundation, and thus all realms contain Ming Jing. As for my Heart Intent, when Ming Jing is properly practiced, it begins with a firm force. Firm force means continuous practice of punches and kicks until the upper and lower body are connected, and the internal and external are unified. With prolonged practice, one becomes relaxed, and from relaxation, firm force emerges. At this point, the Heart Intent Fist is considered to have achieved a small success."

Ming Jing, An Jing, Hua Jing. Qin Yi nodded, not knowing which realm he belonged to. However, from the book's description, Ming Jing seemed to be the foundation, and the force in all realms contained Ming Jing. It seemed that one needed to practice Ming Jing well to generate power.

As for the practice method, continuous practice of punches and kicks meant diligent training until the force could be controlled at will. It wasn't about using all the force one had, but knowing how to control and release it, being able to control one's own force, which was considered the mastery of Ming Jing.

Reading this, Qin Yi had a moment of enlightenment. Previously, when he practiced, he used all the force he had, making his punches and kicks look powerful. He hadn't realized he was practicing incorrectly. It seemed he needed to think more about how to apply force in the future.

"An Jing strengthens the tendons and transforms the spirit. When Ming Jing is controlled smoothly and naturally, An Jing begins to develop. Ming Jing is audible, while An Jing is silent. Therefore, the spirit should be relaxed and not constrained, being flexible and lively without stagnation. It rises like a dragon ascending to the sky and falls like a thunderbolt striking the earth. It has no form when it rises and no trace when it falls. The intention is like a wind sweeping the ground. The right hand pushes forward, and the left hand pulls back, as if tearing cotton. With prolonged practice, the muscles will ripple, and the internal energy in the dantian will naturally arise, requiring no effort to be stored. The internal energy drives the joints, and a light touch can injure the internal organs."

Cultivating the spirit? So mystical! I can even refine the spirit and return to the void! Qin Yi couldn't help but comment.

However, the rippling muscles were practical. He could feel his muscles ripple when he punched, but the internal energy arising from the dantian was nonsense; he felt nothing. Perhaps he hadn't practiced enough?

This was strange. Was he in the Ming Jing or An Jing realm? He could now combine forces, delivering several punches' worth of destructive power in one punch, but he wasn't at the point where a light touch could injure internal organs. It seemed he hadn't reached An Jing.

The action of pushing forward with the right hand and pulling back with the left hand was often seen in TV shows. Perhaps the actors were also practicing An Jing...

Without further thought, he continued reading.

"Hua Jing purifies the marrow and refines the spirit."

Damn, it really does refine the spirit and return to the void! Shaking his head, he continued.

"An Jing is the ultimate in softness and smoothness, the end of An Jing and the beginning of Hua Jing. The force used in the movements of the hands and feet is present but seems absent, real but seems empty. There is no form in the punch, no intention in the mind, and in the absence of intention, there is true intention. When an enemy suddenly attacks, one does not intentionally strike but responds according to the enemy's intention. Remaining still, one senses and responds, being able to do anything or nothing, with keen hearing and clear vision, returning to youth, with the power of a tiger, a leopard, and thunder, achieving great skill."

This long-winded explanation, what was it talking about? It was all about the real and the void, which was hard to understand. Was it about achieving victory without using techniques? Qin Yi rubbed his nose, still confused. The idea of returning to youth had a mystical flavor. If it were true, finding a few people who had achieved it in the whole country would be impressive.

On the side of the page, there were some annotations: "Since the advent of guns and cannons, martial arts have declined, reduced to a form of physical exercise. Few families and schools have mastered them. Since Lu Chan and Hu Tou Shaobao, there have been no Hua Jing masters, a sad and lamentable situation!"

Lu Chan and Hu Tou Shaobao?

Lu Chan sounded familiar; it was probably Yang Lu Chan. Hu Tou Shaobao, Qin Yi searched on his phone. Ah, it was Sun Lutang. These two were martial arts masters in the late Qing Dynasty, and they were Hua Jing masters.

So this was Hua Jing!

Qin Yi felt a bit disappointed. These two masters were Hua Jing, but they couldn't stand up to guns and cannons. It seemed that even if he reached Hua Jing, he could only take on a few dozen thugs!

Next, the book recorded the three basic postures of the Heart Intent Fist, which were fundamental to all martial arts schools, with slight differences among them. Qin Yi didn't know this, so he casually flipped through the pages, memorizing the postures, and planned to practice them the next morning. By this point, he had finished reading the book, which was only about ten pages, and most of it had been torn for cigarettes.

The next morning, Qin Yi got up and went to the courtyard to stand in the postures. He adjusted his breathing frequency and method, slowly sinking into the posture. His pores opened and closed with his breathing, and he felt as if he had become one with the environment, entering a state of "following the natural way" without realizing it.

Li Guilan and Qin Jun also got up early. Seeing Qin Yi standing in the courtyard in this posture, they were a bit surprised but didn't mind, thinking he had learned some new martial arts.

He stood for over half an hour, then came back to his senses, finished the posture, and stood up. He didn't feel tired; instead, he felt refreshed and light, as if his body was more coordinated and his movements more fluid. Qin Yi was secretly pleased, thinking it was effective. If he practiced every day, he wouldn't be afraid of not reaching Hua Jing.

After experiencing this, he started practicing the Heart Intent Fist. As soon as he began, he felt a surge of energy spread throughout his body, which he could control at will, flowing through his muscles and out with his punches. Qin Yi was delighted, thinking he had grasped the essence of An Jing.

It must have been the Blood Spirit Fruit that improved his physique, and the Spirit Spring Water that generated hidden energy in his body. Before, without the manual, he didn't understand anything, and these advantages were only superficial. Now, the manual had come just in time, and even though it was incomplete, it was enough to guide him into the realm of martial arts.

Qin Yi was happy and continued practicing, following the Heart Intent Fist routine, punching casually without forcing it to be overly powerful. For a while, he felt more at ease and more in tune with the form and spirit.

After two rounds of practice, Qin Yi was drenched in sweat but didn't feel the usual soreness. Instead, he felt a broad chest and smooth breathing, with a warm and comfortable force slowly circulating in his body. He guessed this was the hidden energy left by the Spirit Spring Water, now refined into internal energy, and he was secretly pleased.

His parents had prepared breakfast and saw him practicing seriously, with more power in his punches than before. They didn't interrupt him, thinking it was good for his health. When he finished, Qin Jun spoke up, "Xiao Yi, your punches are better than your third grandfather's. When did you learn this?"

Qin Yi wiped his face with a towel, "About a month ago. You all know what I was like before. After eating the fruit, my strength increased, and I practiced for another month to reach this level."

"Where did you learn that posture, and is it useful?" Li Guilan was concerned about the posture, not knowing if it was good or if it could cause problems. She had seen on TV that some people died from practicing, so she was cautious.

Qin Yi laughed, knowing what his mother was worried about, "Don't worry, Mom. I learned it from a master. His Heart Intent Fist is authentic. He can break bricks with a single slap even at eighty. It's very powerful! And I feel very comfortable practicing it. Otherwise, my punches wouldn't be as strong."

After breakfast, Qin Yi said he had a friend coming to pick up the chicks and puppies to take them to America. He took the animals out and put them in the space, along with some rice porridge, meat broth, and millet, to prevent them from starving. He then drove around the county before returning home. After finishing the task, he left the car at home and took a train to Zheng City the next morning, then flew to the capital to meet Ye Fang.

This trip to the capital was mainly about vegetable sales. Although he had called before, some things needed to be discussed in person. By the time he arrived in the capital, it was already 6 PM. Ye Fang picked him up from the airport, and they went to a large food stall for a hearty meal.

"Is it the same kind of vegetables I ate at the ranch?" Ye Fang asked, munching on a well-cooked pig kidney.

"No, it's a bit worse, but much better than organic vegetables. Long-term consumption can also promote health!"

"Promote health? Really?" Ye Fang was shocked, holding a half串 of pig kidneys and forgetting to eat.

"Of course, when the vegetables are harvested, you can have them tested. It would be best to get a certificate, which could attract customers, ha ha."

Ye Fang slapped his thigh and drank a large glass of beer, his face full of excitement, "Xiao Yi, if this is true, why sell them? We can open a restaurant and serve dishes made with these vegetables. It would be the only one in the country! This good taste and health benefits would ensure a queue of customers every day!"

Talking about being the only one in the world, Ye Fang remembered the seeds. If they leaked out, everyone would grow these vegetables, and it wouldn't be exclusive anymore, "Xiao Yi, will there be any trouble with the seeds? If someone gets them, the restaurant won't be good!"

"Don't worry, these seeds were cultivated in a private laboratory in the United States. They can only be planted once, and the seeds from this batch of vegetables are useless." Qin Yi was very calm, as if everything was under control.

"That's good." Ye Fang sighed in relief and didn't ask further, knowing that these seeds were for his sister to make money and wouldn't be widely planted. Opening a restaurant would be more profitable!

PS: Regarding the realms of martial arts masters Yang Lu Chan and Sun Lutang, don't take it too seriously. I couldn't find specific information online, so this is just for entertainment. Enjoy! Also, if you have recommendation votes, please give them to me. I would be very grateful!

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