Chapter 19 Maybe I'm a genius

Fang Nian: "It's hard for me to explain to you, but generally speaking, 'a person' and 'personality' should mean the same thing, right?"

Fang Nian had previously experienced a state of losing consciousness, such as when she had a heart transplant with Qi Fang, during which she did not know how she got through it.

It was obvious that Qingqing had full control of her body at that time.

This means that Qingqing can be awake while he is asleep.

This means that in the outside world, Qingqing and he are the same person, but in the brain maze, Qingqing and Fang Nian are two different people.

Fang Nian: "I'll let you manage on your own, let's just tough it out."

The Martial Ancestor, with his unwavering resolve, immediately regained his composure: "You think you can fool me?"

With that, he ignored Fang Nian and started punching in place.

Fang Nian took one look and immediately started learning without saying a word.

This guy was the master of a palace in his previous life. Even if his martial arts skills were poor, he was still much stronger than an ordinary four-star or five-star demon, right?

If not now, when?

Martial Ancestor didn't hide it either. After all, if Fang Nian learned it, it would be his future self who learned it, so what was there to hide?

He shut down his five senses and began a long period of martial arts training.

"I have sealed my five senses with the technique of sealing my five senses, so I cannot feel the passage of time. In this way, I will not be anxious. By the time I open my eyes, you will probably have been dead for many years."

With his eyes closed, Wu Zu bid farewell to Fang Nian: "Remember, the one who killed you was Wu Zu."

Fang Nian frowned: This person is really strange. He keeps talking about being a member of the Witch Clan. Does he think he's so great?

Fang Nian mimicked the Martial Ancestor's tone: "And remember this too, the person who killed you was Han Chinese!"

As he spoke, he continued practicing his boxing with the Martial Ancestor.

Qingqing: "You only practice his fist techniques, but you don't know the inner workings, you've never seen the Dao diagram, and you can't comprehend any laws. Won't you go into qi deviation by practicing like this?"

Fang Nian: "Can't I watch porn or learn positions without sound?"

Qingqing slapped Fang Nian on the back of the head, then said, "I'm going to take a nap first, then I'll switch shifts later."

……

After an unknown amount of time, Qingqing was woken up.

Qingqing: "Are you sleepy?"

Fang Nian: "I'm not sleepy yet, but this guy has started practicing feminine martial arts. I can't learn that, so you can do it."

"I'm going to take a nap first."

Now I'm living like a groundhog.

Taking turns on guard duty is a given.

Who told an eagle to be standing here?

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Nian woke up.

Turning her head, she saw Qingqing trembling as she closely followed Wu Zu's movements.

Fang Nian: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Qingqing continued her actions, trembling.

His figure swept across the arena like an autumn leaf, and with one step he landed on the stone surface, ripples actually formed on the stone surface, causing it to vibrate.

The Martial Ancestor stopped his movements and began to prepare for his next move.

Qingqing knelt down with a thud, pressing her fingertips inward onto her knees and thighs, supporting herself with her arms as she gasped for breath: "He's been practicing yin-style movements."

"If I awaken you to take my place, then you won't be able to learn these actions."

Fang Nian: "There are so many unique skills in the world, we don't necessarily have to learn from him."

Qingqing: "This is the Demonic Sect. There are no free lunches here. We must fight to the death with him in this battle of possession and make sure we get our fill."

"If we only have the innate skills of the demonic arts, but lack combat power, we might not be able to withstand a single blow from a truly strong opponent."

"And how will we protect the cubs?"

Hearing Qingqing's words, Fang Nian felt that they made a lot of sense.

The Martial Ancestor raised his hand again after it had fallen, accompanied by a moment of meditation.

Qingqing supported herself and stood up.

Not only do you have to stand up, but you also have to regulate your breathing and maintain a breathing frequency that mimics that of the Martial Ancestor.

Anyone who exercises regularly knows that even if your breathing is disordered while running, your way of exerting force will be wrong. How could such exquisite martial arts be something you can learn just by copying a single move?

The weariness and fatigue that Qingqing felt were mental fatigue, not actual physical fatigue.

With a strong enough mind, one can suppress this weariness.

But it's clear that Qingqing isn't strong enough yet.

But Qingqing can become strong.

She felt a surge of energy, and all her fatigue vanished.

Martial Ancestor's hands moved like nimble snakes, and Qingqing followed suit perfectly.

It seems that after learning for a day and adapting to the movement pattern of the soul, practicing martial arts with the soul is no longer difficult.

After this move ended, Qingqing said, "Go back to sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when he switches to more masculine martial arts."

Fang Nian nodded: "Remember, don't fall asleep just because you're tired. If we both fall asleep, we'll be possessed!"

Qingqing nodded, noticing that the Martial Ancestor was about to gather his strength again: "Go and rest, I'll remember!"

Fang Nian closed her eyes and began to sleep.

Can't sleep? You have to force yourself to sleep even if you can't.

However, for Fang Nian, sleeping is actually a very simple thing.

Because when the alternate personality goes up to the podium, it assumes that the main personality has severed the connection with the body, and it is habitually in a drowsy state.

Although the soul is now in the brain and has no body, the immense inertia will not change, and it will continue to act according to its past behavioral logic.

"Knock knock~"

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Fang Nian woke up with a start and stood up instantly.

The girl in front of me had sunken eyes, bloodshot eyes, and was trembling all over.

She stood there unsteadily, squeezing out a few words from her throat: "He's switched to three masculine martial arts moves, now it's your turn."

Fang Nian nodded seriously: "Go to sleep."

Qingqing squatted down to the side, lay down, and started to sleep.

As soon as I lay down, all my fatigue disappeared, my sunken eye sockets filled out, and my skin became supple and radiant.

Fang Nian: "It seems that the soul has great potential. It can recover in an instant from what looks like a life-threatening situation. So, all the fatigue and torment are just illusions, just psychological effects."

"As long as you can grit your teeth and persevere, you'll recover after a good night's sleep."

Martial Ancestor moved. With a swift movement of his feet, he instantly appeared twenty meters away and thrust out with his right elbow.

This move resembles the "heart-piercing elbow" technique in Zhuangquan (a style of Chinese martial arts).

But upon closer inspection, Fang Nian discovered many differences.

This move looks like a heart-piercing elbow strike, but it's not actually used to strike the heart at all. On the contrary, he uses his elbow to suppress the backward momentum.

It was to stop the body from rushing forward and to gather strength to turn back.

After practicing for a long time, Fang Nian was no longer just blindly following along; he could actually see some of the tricks of the trade.

Whether what they saw was correct or not, that remains to be seen.

Anyway, I've developed my own understanding.

The Martial Ancestor only focused on practicing, without providing any mental techniques, the route for circulating the profound skills, or any explanation or instruction on the purpose of these movements.

Since that's the case, then just follow along and practice as you see fit, and you'll understand it for yourself.

"This move, which resembles a swimming dragon, is probably used for dodging."

"This move came down from the sky, but it wasn't meant to overwhelm with force. Instead, it was a single strike followed by a retreat? I understand now. His hand trembled slightly when he made the move. He probably used the momentum of the falling force to break through the enemy's defenses, and then used the opportunity to embed a burst of demonic energy into the opponent's body during the palm strike, detonating it after he was far away."

That makes sense.

Fang Nian was very impressed with her own insight, as she was able to see through the behavioral logic behind such a complex move.

"Maybe I'm a genius."