The fastest is the pinky finger.
The speed of Primordial Qi circulation and condensation is even three tis faster than the original version of the index finger.
However, its power is much weaker.
Even with Chen Yan’s full effort, its power could only penetrate a thin wooden board.
This level of power is roughly equivalent to an ordinary person’s punch.
The benefit is that this level of power won’t cause finger pain, so it can be fired multiple tis.
After researching for three days, 22-year-old good son and 21-year-old Consort Mother finally managed to figure out the Primordial Energy Version of the Six ridian Divine Sword...
Gu Qingyi suddenly rembered sothing and looked at Chen Yan, saying, "There’s sothing I’ve never figured out."
Chen Yan casually asked, "What is it?"
But the expression on Gu Qingyi’s pretty face was serious, as she said word by word, "Clearly, it’s a martial art perford with five fingers, why is it called the Six ridian Divine Sword?"
Chen Yan was dumbstruck, "..."
Alright, he vaguely rembered that it seed like Jin Yong’s original book ntioned that the Six ridian Divine Sword’s six ridians were derived from so theory of ridians...
But back when he was reading the story, he only rembered how exciting the story was, who cares about these details?
Was it not exciting when the Immortal Sister was poisoned and changing clothes in the woodshed, or was it not thrilling when ng Gu and ng Lang t frankly in the icehouse?
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On the fifth morning after the Mountain Demon incident, Chen Yan ca out of his house, and when he passed by the central square, he saw the old man from next door standing there from a distance, wearing training clothes and moving his limbs. The cage with the starling was hanging on a nearby horizontal bar.
Seeing Chen Yan approach, the old man greeted him with a smile and looked Chen Yan up and down.
"Did you take the dicine I prescribed? Your issue of excessive blood and qi hasn’t improved at all."
Chen Yan scratched his head — he had been busy perfecting the "Primordial Energy Version of the Six ridian Divine Sword" these days and had forgotten about the prescription given by the old man.
"I’ll go get the dicine today — by the way, the dicines you prescribed, they should all be available at a traditional Chinese dicine shop, right?"
Old Deng chuckled, "Of course, where else would you buy a thousand-year-old ginseng I prescribed?"
Chen Yan nodded and heard Old Deng continue, "According to dostic prices, a set of dicines would cost two to three hundred yuan. Follow my prescription and buy ten sets. Boil one set each day, three bowls of water boiled down to one bowl, drink it for ten days, and your issue should gradually improve."
One set a day, two to three hundred each day, not bad... Chen Yan thought, he could afford this two to three thousand yuan treatnt over ten days.
"Actually, besides dicine, there’s another way to get imdiate improvent." Old Deng looked at Chen Yan with a smile, "Find a suitable girl and harmonize your yin and yang..."
Chen Yan rolled his eyes, "Sir, maybe you should watch less of those borderline things."
"Bah!" The old man sneered, "Do you think I’m teaching you so crooked path? With your condition, even if you find a girl to harmonize your yin and yang, not just anyone will do it. Dual Cultivation Technique, you know? It can harmonize your qi and blood, and... both participants in the dual cultivation will greatly benefit!"
"Young lad doesn’t understand, like a dog biting Lü Dongbin!"
Being called a dog early in the morning, Chen Yan was a bit upset, but just as he was about to retort, he suddenly had a thought, replaced his expression with a smile, and said, "Sir, you understand the Dual Cultivation Technique...?"
"Ha!" The old man turned his head, "If I didn’t understand, there wouldn’t be many who do in this world."
Chen Yan looked at Old Deng skeptically — he’d go back and see if the prescription worked. If it did, the old man might not be bluffing about the Dual Cultivation Technique.
If the dicine worked, he’d co back for the Dual Cultivation Technique.
With that, Chen Yan bade farewell, "Alright, I’ll handle the dicine today. You keep exercising, I need to go buy breakfast."
He originally planned just to buy breakfast — saw a new breakfast shop near their place on a delivery app.
Oil sticks are best when bought freshly fried.
But since he t the old man from next door, Chen Yan turned back ho, found the prescription, put it in his pocket, and went out again.
He found the nearest traditional Chinese dicine shop online and went there first. Chen Yan asked the pharmacist to look at the prescription. Such shops usually had pharmacists proficient in dicine.
After glancing at the prescription, the pharmacist noted that the herbs were mostly for regulating blood and qi, but the pharmacist couldn’t quite understand the combination, just that it seed rather profound.
Chen Yan felt slightly reassured and had them prepare over ten sets of the prescription.
He even bought a few more sets to have Gui Geng try first.
If it was safe for Gui Geng, he’d take it next!
After leaving the pharmacy with the dicine, he bought so freshly fried oil sticks from a nearby breakfast shop and walked back ho while munching on them.
With a Light Body Talisman on him, walking wasn’t tiring at all, but rather light, feeling a bit like walking on air.
Back in his residential area, the central square was empty; Old Deng must have gone ho.
Without thinking much, Chen Yan walked to his courtyard gate and suddenly stopped.
Behind him, a black sedan slowly drove up and stopped beside him.
The car door opened, revealing the figure of Chu Keqing.
Seeing Chen Yan standing by the roadside, Chu Keqing didn’t wait for her assistant to open the door; she stepped out herself.
The weather was getting colder, yet this woman was still wearing a light purple cheongsam, though she had a soft fox tail shawl over her shoulders. The snow-white fox tail shawl accentuated her charming and delicate face.
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