90: Chapter 87 Purpose

Returning from Gao Qiang's house, it was already 7:30, just in time for Grandma to have breakfast ready.

The daily routine in Li Changsheng's household was very regular. Both of them woke up punctually at six; Li Changsheng would go for a run, while the little old lady would do chores and practice.

By the time he returned, it was breakfast time.

After eating the yam, red date, and glutinous rice porridge that Grandma had made, Li Changsheng felt a warm glow spread throughout his body.

Martial artists require a lot of Qi and blood every day. Even with sufficient Qi and blood, as long as the daily exercise volume is high, one still needs some dietary supplements to replenish Qi and blood.

Grandma was the same recently. Some elderly people with weak constitutions cannot handle Vajra Longevity Qigong, so the yam, red date, and glutinous rice porridge were also suitable for her.

However, those with diabetes need to consume it in moderation, as the sugar content in red dates and glutinous rice is not low.

Fortunately, the little old lady didn't have that. She only had some common ailments of old age; because she was a bit frail and had spent years teaching, often standing for long periods, she had developed anemia.

Rice can replenish the middle Qi, strengthen the spleen, and stop diarrhea. It is suitable for patients with weakness due to Qi and blood deficiency.

Meanwhile, yam nourishes the Qi mechanism and replenishes Yin fluids, while red dates can replenish Qi and nourish blood.

One could say this meal served two purposes, suitable for both the young and old in this family.

If Grandma had high blood pressure, Li Changsheng definitely wouldn't let her eat this.

After breakfast, Li Changsheng began his training. Having injured his leg earlier, he felt a bit restless not practicing his martial arts.

Fighting Peterman today had actually relieved that feeling of stuffiness.

"The old saying is truly not false: 'Scholars use literature to disrupt the law, while martial artists use martial arts to break the prohibitions.'"

Li Changsheng understood that he was at the age of being full of vigor; it was inevitable to feel an itch to fight after learning martial arts. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many people in ancient times who liked to practice on human dummies, nor would there have been so many who let their blood rush to their heads and cause trouble.

"Must exercise restraint! When I have time, I must read more! Reading brings wisdom, and reading helps me calm my mind!"

While practicing, Li Changsheng decided to increase the duration of his Internal Alchemy Meditation.

When practicing Internal Alchemy Meditation, his mind was indeed much calmer than usual, giving him a sense of the Daoist principle of non-action and tranquility.

Li Changsheng trained for the entire morning, practicing Baji Quan, Xingyi Crushing Fist, and Vajra Qigong several times each.

"After reaching the stage where Baji Quan and Crushing Fist can be unleashed without intent, it seems my progress has stalled. Could it be that I must achieve a Breakthrough to Dark Energy to proceed?"

All morning, apart from the effectiveness of Vajra Qigong in tempering his body, Li Changsheng found that his insights into Baji Quan and Crushing Fist seemed to have stalled.

It always felt like there was a thin membrane separating him from the next step.

"The old man seems quite busy lately."

Li Changsheng had intended to ask the old man, but in their recent conversations, the background was always very noisy, and the old man would hang up in a hurry after just a few words.

Continuing to pester the old man made Li Changsheng feel somewhat ashamed, after all, the old man had helped him too much.

"But this guy Coiled Dragon has also been acting a bit strange lately."

Thinking of that brother Coiled Dragon from the 'Anti-Beating' forum, Li Changsheng felt a headache coming on. He had posted his request for help this morning.

However, there was no news from that side. As for the other brothers, it seemed none of them replied either; it appeared no one on the forum understood Dark Energy.

"That shouldn't be right. The guys on the forum look like they know a lot, so why is this not working?"

Li Changsheng was puzzled. He shook his head, preparing to think of other ways—searching online or buying some books by modern martial arts masters to read.

If they can publish books and establish their own schools, surely they must know Dark Energy, right?

That was Li Changsheng's simple line of thought.

Just then, the figure of Third Uncle appeared at his gate. Seeing Third Uncle, Li Changsheng prepared to walk over and greet him with a smile.

But immediately after, he saw that group of foreigners following behind Third Uncle, and Li Changsheng's face instantly fell.

"The Vajra Longevity Qigong I told you about is what our village's Changsheng taught me. Let me tell you, don't look at Changsheng and think he's young; he came back having learned a whole set of skills."

Watching Third Uncle brag to the group of foreigners, Li Changsheng's mouth twitched.

Third Uncle, oh Third Uncle, my dear Third Uncle!

If I had known, I wouldn't have said that I was the one who hammered that tree.

"Third Uncle, why did you bring them here?"

Li Changsheng pulled Third Uncle to the corner and said testily.

Hearing this, Third Uncle just chuckled and said, "Sigh, Changsheng, these foreigners said they are from a filming crew, seemingly preparing to shoot some material in our village. Yes, they said if I perform a set of Vajra Longevity Qigong, I could be on TV."

"So you performed it, right?"

Li Changsheng frowned.

"Not yet. I only learned Vajra Longevity Qigong in a rush and haven't mastered it completely. You only taught me Vajra Qigong, so I didn't want to show off with just that little bit, right?"

"So, you brought them over, wanting me to perform for them, right?" Li Changsheng was speechless.

"Uh, sigh, yes." Third Uncle felt a bit embarrassed, but he lowered his voice and chuckled, "Let me tell you, they are very generous. They are staying at my place, and they tipped me a thousand USD right off the bat! That's US dollars!"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng understood completely. If he didn't send this film crew away, he feared they would continue to cause trouble.

"Third Uncle, let me tell you, this Vajra Longevity Qigong is a treasure left behind by our Old Ancestors. No matter how much money they offer, you must not demonstrate it, do you hear me?"

Seeing Li Changsheng's serious expression and resolute tone, Third Uncle nodded.

The old man didn't understand that much; at first, he had indeed been dazzled by the money.

But most of the elderly in the village had lived through the country's impoverished years and knew that the US had caused many disgusting incidents in recent years, so naturally, they didn't have much affection for the US.

Once he thought it through, he understood.

Meanwhile, when the group of foreigners saw that the familiar young man was the one Third Uncle said taught him kung fu, their eyes lit up.

One of the young brown-haired foreigners walked up with a smile and, in Chinese that was clearly not as good as Peterman's, stammered, "Sir, we have met. Um, you... you still know that... that Qigong, right? The one that this old gentleman is... is practicing?"

As he spoke, the young man demonstrated one of the movements of Vajra Qigong, which was not very standard.

He must not have seen the whole thing, having only seen a bit of the surface and doing it extremely incorrectly.

"Yes, but I have no interest in cooperating with your work, and this is my home."

Li Changsheng said indifferently.

Hearing this, the few foreigners looked at each other and began chatting in gibberish.

Li Changsheng understood a bit of English; the general meaning was that they wanted Li Changsheng to cooperate with them in doing some kind of documentary test or something.

Sure enough, he saw the young foreigner turn and smile, "Sir, we know you are very busy. But we just want to ask you to do a test, and of course, this is paid."

As he spoke, the young man handed over a document.

Taking the document, Li Changsheng glanced at it casually; it was actually a contract in both Chinese and English.

The requirements in the content were roughly to cooperate with them in carrying out several tests. The tests included speed, full-force punching power, reaction time, and cooperation with real-time filming, and they would pay a reward of fifty thousand US dollars.