Rapid Progress
“dical and martial arts cannot be separated?” Of course, Jiang Ming had heard of this statent, but he only had a rough understanding of it. He imdiately cupped his fists and said, “Please enlighten , Pharmacist Feng.”
“dicine and martial arts are inseparable. The surface aning is naturally easy to understand. dicine and martial arts are interlinked. Martial arts strengthen the body, while dicine nourishes the body. Different paths lead to the sa destination. No one can leave the other!”
Pharmacist Feng stroked his beard and continued, “To go deeper, what is the cultivation of martial arts? It is the dense blood Qi, but you people who learn martial arts are all boorish. You only know how to practice according to the cultivation thod; how can you understand the true aning of the circulation of blood Qi? If you don’t understand blood Qi, you’ll naturally progress slowly and even waste blood Qi.”
Jiang Ming was stunned. What Pharmacist Feng said was right. Although his current technique was a second-grade martial arts technique, the description of blood Qi was only vague. It could only be explored and realized by the martial artist himself.
Even though Jiang Ming was now a third-class martial artist and could control the blood Qi to circulate throughout his body, this circulation was still very rough. Every ti he condensed the blood Qi, he would consu a lot of blood Qi.
Pharmacist Feng said, “The root of a doctor’s treatnt is to regulate blood Qi. If blood Qi is smooth, all diseases will be cured. I’ve seen countless patients. My research on blood Qi is much more exquisite than that of you martial artists! If you have a doctor with great dical skills to help you adjust your blood Qi when you practice martial arts, it might be more useful than drinking secret martial arts dicine.”
Jiang Ming’s eyes lit up as if he had vaguely understood sothing.
Pharmacist Feng shook his head repeatedly. “I’m just an old man who knows how to brew dicine. I don’t know these things. I heard it from Dr. Sun from the clinic next door when I was playing chess. He usually doesn’t teach these things to others, but he can be bribed with food,” Pharmacist Feng said as he blinked.
“Thank you for your guidance, Pharmacist Feng!” Jiang Ming was stunned for a mont; then he thanked him.
* * *
The next day, Jiang Ming worked from morning to noon at the restaurant. Finally, he spent one tael of silver on buying two of the signature roast chickens and old yellow wine.
“It’s so f*cking bleak!”
Jiang Ming could not help but complain when he thought about how a al in Old Jiang’s bar only cost a few copper coins.
However, for the sake of his martial arts, money was nothing. Jiang Ming comforted himself like this. He first gave one chicken to Pharmacist Feng, then took the other and quickly walked to the clinic next door.
The clinic’s walls were filled with dicine cabinets, and two assistants were busy arranging the dicinal herbs.
The sll of all kinds of herbs hit his face, making Jiang Ming miss his ho.
As soon as Jiang Ming stepped into the front hall, an old voice sounded, “Eh? Who brought the roast chicken from the restaurant?”
Behind the counter, a chubby old man with white hair and a ruddy face jumped up from the recliner. His nose twitched twice, and he stared at the food in Jiang Ming’s hand.
“Is this Dr. Sun?” Jiang Ming looked at the fat old man in front of him, slightly cupped his hands, and said, “I’m Jiang Ming from Tiger Hunting Village.”
“Are you the Jiang Ming that Feng was talking about?” Dr. Sun’s expression changed, and he imdiately lay back down in anger. “This old Feng, I haven’t agreed, and he’s already pushing you over for a walk.”
Only then did Jiang Ming know that Pharmacist Feng had already inford Dr. Sun in advance. It seed that if it was not for Pharmacist Feng, ordinary people would not be able to talk to Dr. Sun.
“I really owe you a big favor.” Jiang Ming sighed in his heart. He could only find an opportunity to return it in the future.
The sound of soone swallowing suddenly rang out. Dr. Sun sat up awkwardly and mumbled, “I’ll beat him up sooner or later; he’s just giving trouble. What are you waiting for? Co to the backyard and put down your things!” Dr. Sun said unhappily. He walked to the backyard first and sat down at a stone table in the courtyard.
Jiang Ming quickly followed, put the things on the table, and stood respectfully at the side. Since he ca to ask for guidance, he naturally had to have a proper attitude.
Dr. Sun opened the oil paper that wrapped the roast chicken and poured himself a bowl of old yellow wine. He ate and drank as if no one was around, then pointed at Jiang Ming with his oily finger, “Show your technique once and let see what you’ve got.”
“Yes!”
Jiang Ming quickly said and began to practice his fist technique in the courtyard.
After he finished typing, Dr. Sun sneered, “Hmph! So-so!”
“Dr. Sun, please give so pointers!” Jiang Ming said seriously. Although he had concealed his martial artist cultivation, he believed that his fist technique was flawless.
Dr. Sun glanced at him and said, “No matter what realm you’re in, you can only achieve 70% of the effect at most by punching like this.”
“Why?”
“If you and I are suffering from the sa illness, can we be prescribed the sa dosage?” Dr. Sun asked.
“Of course not. You and I are different in age and weight,” Jiang Ming said in his mind. Then, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he seed to understand.
Dr. Sun nodded, “It’s the sa with martial arts. The fist technique that Guan Feng taught you was based on his body. You can draw a rough outline, but it’s not suitable for you. If your blood Qi flow isn’t smooth, you’ll get sick with ti. There’s also the breathing technique. It’s not an unchanging truth. So people can hold their breath for an incense stick’s ti, while so people can only hold it for a few breaths.”
Dr. Sun went on and on. “Martial arts techniques are all created by humans. The most suitable one is the founder. What I’m going to teach you is how to make the martial arts techniques you practice more in line with your body. Even if the compatibility is not as good as the founder’s, it’s still much better than you randomly practicing it now. Guan Feng, that boorish fellow, will not be able to teach you these things!” Dr. Sun spat out a chicken bone and snorted. “Back then, it was all thanks to my guidance that he was able to enter the second class.”
“Dr. Sun, you’re amazing!” Jiang Ming was not stingy with his praise.
“Do it again, slowly. I’ll first pick out the major flaws in your moves according to your figure. After I’ve modified them, I’ll teach you how to recuperate your blood Qi,” Dr. Sun said as he waved his hand.
Jiang Ming imdiately stood still and continued to practice the fist technique. Dr. Sun, on the other hand, began to guide him with all his heart.
Jiang Ming did not leave until the evening. He felt that the harvest of this afternoon was even comparable to one month of cultivation.
“The way of martial arts is ever-changing, but there is only one foundation, and that is blood Qi,” Jiang Ming said to himself.
* * *
Ti passed by quickly. The spring leaves were lush, and the sumr flowers were blooming.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ming had already stayed in Tiger Hunting Village for three months.
In the backyard of the clinic, Jiang Ming was practicing the Leather Tiger Bone Technique. His limbs were stretched out like flowing water, full of strength as if this fist technique was tailor-made for him.
“Kid, I really don’t have anything else to teach you.” Dr. Sun gnawed on his chicken leg and shook his head. “After all, I’m not a real martial artist. It’s up to you to decide what to do next. ”
“Thank you, Dr. Sun!” Jiang Ming stood up and bowed.
Dr. Sun waved his hand, “There’s no need to thank . These few months of food and wine are worth a few dozen taels of silver. At least you’re thoughtful, unlike that stingy Guan Feng in the past, who dared use the fake wine on his stall to fool .”
“Eh? Why didn’t I think of that?” Jiang Ming’s eyes lit up. Seeing Dr. Sun’s posture, he imdiately fled.
When he returned to Tiger Hunting Village, Jiang Ming also began to think about the next step.
In the past few months, under Dr. Sun’s guidance, Jiang Ming had made changes to almost every move of the Leather Tiger Bone Technique. It was twice the result with half the effort when he practiced it. On the surface, he was already comparable to Fang Lie.
Of course, his real strength had also improved by leaps and bounds, and his control of his blood Qi had beco more exquisite. In the past, he could only release three or four waves of blood Qi before it was exhausted. Now, with fine control, he could release nine waves of blood Qi, which almost doubled his strength.
“However, I can only rely on grinding to improve from now on. It should be difficult to have such a violent improvent unless I step into the second-class realm.”
Jiang Ming shook his head. It was difficult to be a second-class martial artist. There were only a few of them in Tiger Hunting Village.
If he stayed any longer, he would only be killing ti if he did not have the opportunity to break through.
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