The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and in the darkness, Qin Ming once again increased his power attribute.

"Give me the strength!"

The system interface swayed slightly.

The power value becomes blurry and jumps upwards, but it doesn't feel obvious.

104 ?…107 ?…111 ?!

115 ?…118 ?…121 ?!

It seems like nothingness in the dark, like the heart of the flesh and blood, as if a new force was born from the depths of life, like a stream of heat flowing in the body, like an illusion, but it really happens.

This is the power of objectiveness.

"Um."

Qin Ming took a light breath and slowly exhaled it, and noticed that his heartbeat became stronger and stronger.

The muscles and bones move slightly and make adjustments.

Blood flow accelerates, and the skin on the surface becomes hot.

He had a little insight in his heart, what is the evolution of human body functions?

The process of adaptation and adjustment is the evolutionary path of martial arts practice!

If it is said that "success in the world, survival of the fittest" is the evolution of biological groups - the efficient operation of human functions is the evolution of living individuals.

certainly.

The human body has its limits.

Before the spiritual energy appears, excessive practice will only damage yourself.

but……

Aura brings the dawn of evolution, infinite possibilities!

“The body is lazy.”

"So you have to take the initiative to fight."

"Bringing the gap through simple power and driving the improvement of human body functions is more effective than any peerless martial arts!"

Qin Ming lay on the bed, staring at the white ceiling.

No sleepiness.

He realized the more effect and significance of the power value.

Previously, I attached too much importance to the martial arts practice provided on the Lingqi Age app, which was to buy a box and return a bead, and to waste the money and go through the end.

The power value itself!

The first-class mysterious secret method!

There is nothing fancy, it depends on physical instincts, and it is primitive and pure evolution.

a long time.

Until Qin Ming felt his body become light and stopped increasing his strength, and covered himself with a quilt to sleep.

"One hundred and twenty-seven in ten thousand."

"The pure power is about 635KG... I don't know how far it is to the martial artist."

The second level of martial arts practice, breed internal strength and fight force from the air.

According to the martial arts materials of the Age of Spiritual Qi, the internal strength of the martial artist is invisible and invisible, like the wind.

‘What is the pure power of a strong martial artist?’

‘Where is the Martial Saint.’

One by one, one thought emerges.

Qin Ming gradually fell asleep.

——

Inside the teaching building.

The staircase classroom on the second floor.

Counselor Huang Hai is holding a class meeting and reminds students to find a job as soon as possible and not to delay any further: "At least find an internship first, and don't take practice and martial arts so seriously!"

Whether practicing or practicing martial arts, it is not the whole of life.

Huang Hai cleared his throat and said, "Since I have always asked me what it feels like to be promoted to the second level of practice? According to incomplete statistics, only two percent of people pass the first level of practice. My answer is to be glad."

"The welfare of the technology era is the Internet, mobile phones, intelligent devices, and an increasingly convenient way of life."

"The welfare of the spiritual age is to practice martial arts."

I have hardly heard of this description, and the students in the podium were surprised.

【bite!】

【Basic cultivation of mind, a little enlightenment】

【bite!】

[Add to the lecture carefully, with a little enlightenment, plus two potential values]

Qin Ming was stunned.

It turns out that not only Qi Refiners, but also the Yellow Sea, which is in the second level of cultivation, can trigger potential values.

"That's it."

Qin Ming sat in the back row, recalling the last time he listened to the lecture, and vaguely realized that there was an objective standard for basic mind cultivation.

At least it is not entirely subjective at the ideal level.

He frowned and said intimately: "The direction of civilized culture is correct for individuals. The closer it is to the direction of the mainstream heart in the spiritual era, the simpler it is to cultivate nature and make three views!"

"So it seems."

"The first level of cultivation is not an entry-level foundation building."

The first level of practice is like a filter, a filter of spiritual energy covering the sky and the earth.

The second level of practice is to enhance memory, aiming to improve thinking.

Qin Ming took a deep breath: "Maybe... the second level of cultivation is to cultivate one's own life and build one's personality, which is the starting point of practice!"

A few moments.

The class meeting ends.

Huang Hai was surrounded on the podium, and the students were talking and asking this and that.

The classroom suddenly became noisy, noisy, and full of vitality. Suddenly, the sound of high heels hitting the floor tiles came. Li Tong ran to the back row wearing a sky blue sweater.

"...You are wearing high heels." Qin Ming's gaze moved down little by little, and saw a pair of black hatred sky high.

Li Tong seemed to be well-behaved.JPG: "Have a meal together?"

Front row of classroom.

Jiang Qingzhu, who was watching, couldn't sit still.

She walked over with a smile and gently pushed Li Tong's shoulder: "What are you doing?"

"We are discussing where to eat." Li Tong remembered something, slapped his head, and said regretfully: "Sister Zhuzhu has eaten just now... Why don't you go to self-study first, I'll go later."

Jiang Qingzhu looked puzzled: "Didn't you have an appointment with a junior to take photos? It's raining in the afternoon and can't take photos."

Li Tong gritted her teeth: "I am a roommate and help her choose the clothes for taking photos!" This old woman shook her eclipse hairstyle: "But only after eating enough is enough, there is no hurry."

Jiang Qingzhu covered her mouth and smiled: "You don't want to eat Qin Ming poorly, you are a martial artist who eats five liang."

"No, I'm easy to support. Just enough to eat. Unlike Sister Zhuzhu, who has good clothes and good clothes, there are so many bottles and cans of cosmetics. She dresses beautifully every day, which is so envious." Li Tong said while holding Jiang Qingzhu's arm.

Look at each other.

The smiles on their faces became stronger and stronger.

Qin Ming was about to speak, a low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "See you downstairs in the teaching building."

"oh."

Qin Ming sighed in his heart, said a few words to Li Tong and Jiang Qingzhu, and hurried out of the teaching building.

...

Not far away.

On the bench beside the lawn, Ning Moli feeds the kitten with a corn intestine—there are often stray cats and dogs on campus.

Qin Ming walked up and straight to the point: "Mr. Ning is the Martial Saint?"

"How could you have such an idea?" Ning Moli asked with a look of surprise, as if there were hundreds of thousands of question marks written on his forehead.
To be continued...