Chapter 167 is interesting because it is difficult

   Just like that, more than a month has passed without knowing it.

  Wang An's strength is still growing, and at the same time, his control over strength has also improved. He can already use a fruit knife to write two small poems on the eggshell without breaking the eggshell.

  Strength should be grand and subtle, reaching the fingertips. This is the control of strength.

  The control of strength can be extended to the control of body muscles, organs and tissues.

  He was wondering if he could control his heartbeat speed and thus his blood flow speed if he practiced to a certain level. The principle of the legendary Turtle Breathing Kungfu is to reduce his heartbeat to an extremely slow level, reduce his own body functions, and reduce the consumption of his body. Isn't this a manifestation of mastering his body in detail?

  Going a step further, is it possible to control all viscera, brain, nerves, and even cell division? !

  The body is a small world, but the outside world is a big world. The cultivation and perception are both internal and external.

   During this period of time, he thought a lot.

  Although winter has passed, the weather is still a bit cold.

  There seems to be more rain and snow this year than in previous years. There have been three snowfalls in less than 20 days after the new year.

  Wang An wrapped some thin threads between the trees in the forest where he practiced before, and tied some bells on the thin threads.

   This is a new exercise method he came up with, mainly to practice eyesight during high-speed movement.

  He was moving rapidly among the trees. The trees naturally had to avoid them, and at the same time he had to avoid those thin lines. Once he touched the thin lines, the bell would ring.

  It's only been a few days of practice, and the thin thread is often broken, and he stops immediately when the bell rings.

   "It really isn't that easy."

  Since he thought of this method, Wang An took an hour to practice every day.

  After the first lunar month, he did not leave the mountain village in a hurry, but stayed at home, reducing the time of daily practice to accompany the two old people.

  He felt that after a year, the two old people seemed to be getting older again.

  The phrase "time is not forgiving" is vividly reflected in these two old people.

  Even if he continued to massage the two of them and give them ginseng and other supplements, it still couldn't stop their aging steps, but barely delayed it.

   But he himself does not have such a problem, he always feels that there is endless energy in his body.

  The days passed day by day, winter went to spring, the grass on the mountain appeared again, and the earth was covered with green clothes.

  Wang An took the monkey and Xiao Hua back to Hu'an City, and released the monkey back to Mao'erjian Mountain, and he took Xiao Hua back to his residence.

  Days are very regular, but in the eyes of outsiders, this life is like an ascetic.

  Li Xinzhu still occasionally comes to his residence at night to chat, or invite him to have a meal and get together.

   "I used to last a month at most for a day like yours, but now I don't think I can last a week." Li Xinzhu said truthfully.

   "You are the big boss now, so naturally you are busier than the average person." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Well, I don't know why, although I am richer than before, I am not as happy as before. Some things can't be done casually, some things can't be said casually, and many things have to be taken care of. Some people are obviously upset when they see him, but they still have to smile. I really obeyed that sentence, and there are gains and losses." Li Xinzhu said with emotion.

   "Is that the life you want?"

   "Well, part of it is, part of it is not." Li Xinzhu said after thinking about it.

   "Life is short, but only a hundred years. You should do more things you want to do while you are young, so as not to regret it when you are old." Wang An calmly said.

   "I'm doing it. My dream is to become a big shot, have a lot of money, eat whatever I want, buy whatever I want, and beat anyone who doesn't like it!"

Um? After hearing what Li Hsinchu said, Wang An was taken aback.

   "What a simple dream!"

   "By the way, a big man will come to Hu'an in a few days. The city has been busy with this matter recently."

   "Big man, how old is it?"

   "It seems to be a prince, accompanied by several high-ranking officials. It is said that they came here for inspection, so Hu'an is currently cracking down."

   "Prince?"

   "The high-ranking big shot is still far away from us!" Li Xinzhu said with a smile.

   "Still practicing vertical strength?"

  "I'm still practicing, but I haven't mastered the knack."

   "This is easy, let me see if you practice again."

   Li Xinzhu came to the yard and punched.

   "Here, here, you have to try to feel the changes in your body, the flow of strength in your body, like flowing water."

  While talking, Wang An tapped Li Xinzhu's back, thighs, arms and other key positions a few times, and at the same time explained some practice techniques to him.

   "You still have to practice often, practice makes perfect."

  Through these few conversations and contacts with Wang An, it can be seen that Li Xinzhu's kung fu has fallen a little bit compared to before, and he is not as diligent as before. Must be too busy.

   Rich and charming eyes, gentle township, hero grave. After living a life of rich clothes and fine food, who would want to suffer that?

   Two days later, Lu Xiangyi also came to his residence and brought a bag of tea.

   "Try it, this year's Mingqian tea." Lu Xiangyi said with a smile.

"Thanks."

   "What are you doing?" He pointed curiously at the egg shells on the table.

   "Come and practice and have fun."

  After hearing this, Lu Xiangyi picked up the egg and looked at it carefully. On the top is a hollowed out Tai Chi picture, the level of the carving can barely be called average, and there are a few poems beside it.

   "What did you use to carve this?"

   "That." Wang An pointed to the fruit knife beside him.

   "Sure enough." Lu Xiangyi thought in his heart, he noticed this fruit knife when he sat down just now, he remembered that there was no such knife here when he came a few times ago.

   "Using a fruit knife to carve the eggshell, you are probably the only one. Is there anything to say here?"

   "Blind practice." Wang An said with a smile.

   "Do you still practice blindly?"

   "Practice the control of strength." Wang Andao.

   "I have an idea." Lu Xiangyi said after a moment of silence.

   While talking, An squeezed the new tea that Lu Xiangyi had brought, stuffed it into the teapot and was about to pour water.

   "Oh, that's not how you drink tea." Lu Xiangyi hurriedly stopped him. Snatching the teapot from him, washing the tea, and ironing the cups, it really looks like the same thing.

   "Come, have a taste." Lu Xiangyi poured a cup and handed it to Wang An after busying himself.

   "Thank you, um, it's good." Wang An nodded and said, the tea fragrance is not particularly strong, but it makes people feel very comfortable after drinking it, and the fragrance of tea is in the breath.

   "It's just that the water here is a bit poor. If you use good mountain spring water, this tea will taste better." Lu Xiangyi said.

  Wang An just smiled when he heard the words. Tea art is also a skill, and he really doesn't know anything about it. Tea? Just pour hot water and drink it.

   "In a few days, a big man will come to Hu'an."

   "Prince?"

   "Yes, you also got the news?"

   "I just found out not long ago, what are you doing here?"

   "Give Dongming Group a platform."

   "Hey, this Han family is really amazing, they actually found such a strong backer?!"

   "The price is very high, and I will have to kneel in the future." Lu Xiangyi said.

   "Well, as long as you can live, it is not shabby for some people to kneel to make money. How many people want to kneel have not had the opportunity yet." Wang An said with a smile.

   "What about you, what if you were given this chance?" Lu Xiangyi wanted to ask this question, but he didn't say it. He estimated that Wang An might have blown the prince's head off with a punch. At the same time, he shouted "Fuck you Mad!"

   "I got secret news that someone is going to make trouble at this time." Lu Xiangyi said after a moment of silence.

   "Do something, what are you doing? It's not about assassinating the prince, is it?"

   "You got the news?" Lu Xiangyi said in surprise.

   "I'm just guessing, is it true?"

   "Yes, it's true. We don't know who it is and what organization it is. We are investigating. Radical organizations in the empire have always existed these years. They are like weeds. Once they are burned, they will grow again in a few years."

   "This matter is also under your control?"

   "It's mainly relying on the guard bureau. If they can't do it, we'll go up again. After all, we have more important tasks." Lu Xiangyi said truthfully.

   "Is there anything more important than protecting the safety of the royal family?"

   "To be honest, the Security Bureau received the news a month ago and launched various governance activities in the city. The big shots in the capital have not been here once or twice. The relevant security measures are comprehensive, so the probability of him coming here is very low."

  Well, Wang An nodded. For some reason, he always had a premonition that something would happen this time.

   "There is one more thing I want to ask." Lu Xiangyi hesitated.

   "What's the matter?"

   "It was that day years ago when I saw you in the kitchen."

  Wang An smiled. He raised his hand and slapped the closed door. The door clanged and trembled, as if someone had kicked it hard.

   "You mean this?"

   Lu Xiangyi on the side froze for a moment, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the door.

"This this"

   "The legendary empty palm!?"

  Here is still more than two meters away from the door. With this slap, the door slams. If this is a person, this slap will probably knock it down. Looking at the understatement, it seems that he has not used all his strength. Has he already cultivated to this level?

   "What is the palm of the hand, the force is strong enough, the speed is fast enough, using the palm force to compress the air, the force can be transmitted in the air, and you can do it after hard work."

   "Me?!" Lu Xiangyi shook his head.

   "The path you have taken is too difficult!"

   "It's interesting because it's difficult. A road that's too flat is somewhat boring, isn't it?" Wang An said with a smile.

   "Hey, it's really very human to be able to say such a thing!" Lu Xiangyi said with emotion.

   "By the way, Chidan has made new progress, and two more people survived after taking the medicine, and the side effects are very small."

   "Good thing!"

   "When do you think I can take Chidan?"

   "You?!" Wang An looked at the young man who was not a few years older than himself.

   "Come on, let me try." Wang An stretched out his hand.

   "Ah, what to try, how to try?" Lu Xiangyi was taken aback after hearing this.

   "Hand out."

  After hearing this, Lu Xiangyi stretched out his hand very cooperatively. Wang An held his wrist, feeling his pulse.

   "Your body is far from reaching its limit." A moment later Wang Andao.

   "Can you try this too?"

   "Probably." Wang An said succinctly. A person's pulse can reflect many problems. Although he has not systematically studied the four diagnostic methods in medicine, he can think of many things through his own comprehension, coupled with his own experience.

   "As you are so busy with business all day, how much time can you spend on cultivation, how to improve, and how to reach your limit?" Wang An asked rhetorically.

   "I know it too, but I can't help it."

   "The so-called gains must be lost." Wang An thought of Li Xinzhu again. He and Lu Xiangyi are not similar people.

   Want to be rich and powerful, want to have power, break through the limit, and practice top-notch kung fu, have all the good things in this world been taken up by you?

  Son of God or Son of Plane?

   "Drink tea." Wang An poured a cup of tea.

"Thanks."

  In fact, Lu Xiangyi still had a lot of questions deep in his heart and wanted to ask Wang An, but the words finally stopped and he didn't say them.

  When he left, the wind outside was howling fiercely, and the clothes were rattling.

  Whether the prince comes to Hu'an or not has nothing to do with Wang An. His life is still the same, he still goes to Maoerjian to practice every day, making little progress, and the days pass day by day.

   On this day, when he went out, there seemed to be a lot more vehicles outside the guard station than usual. A street he often walked was also under martial law, which made him realize that the prince would come to Hu'an today.

  Stayed outside for a day, and came back near the evening. He wanted to go to the cafeteria he often went to eat, but found that the cafeteria was closed, not only this one, but many nearby restaurants were closed. Because the prince will come to this street tomorrow, I will pass by here to prevent someone from taking this opportunity to assassinate.

  Wang An went around a lot before finding a restaurant that was still open, and ordered a table full of dishes to fill his stomach.

   nothing happened all night,

  The next afternoon, just as he was about to descend from Maoerjian, he unexpectedly received a call from Li Xinzhu.

   "A major event happened. The prince was assassinated in Hu'an City. His life and death are unknown. The whole city is under martial law. Check out all suspicious persons!"

   "Assassinated?!" Wang An was taken aback after hearing the news.

   Sure enough, what he expected happened.

  When he returned to Hu'an City, he was questioned by the patrol officers of the Security Bureau.

  The assassination of the prince is a major event, someone is slapping the empire in the face.

  There are people in the relevant departments of Huan City who are nervous, anxious, angry, panicking, and gloating.

  (end of this chapter)