The Beginning of Civilization!

Jiang Changan was stupid when he heard it, why did he come to the era of flood and famine?

Pang Ershui patted the weak little body in front of him and said, "You haven't practiced any exercises, and this aura in your body is irritable and uncontrollable. To put it bluntly, the bones of the body are too weak to control this spiritual power, and it is also because of this reason that with the continuous accumulation, this disorderly aura will be twisted into a bundle of hemp, and it will be cocooned and bound at that time. ”

Fortunately, he didn't get carried away at that time and kept absorbing it, otherwise he would have died in the mirror and no one would come to collect the body, Jiang Changan was afraid for a while.

"But don't worry, it's just a wisp, this aura just opens a heavenly gate, without the follow-up aura as a foundation, it can't become a climate, and naturally there is no threat to you......"

Pang Ershui's eyes were elusive, as if intentionally or unintentionally said: "If that magical aura appears again, if you feel that it is a pity to abandon it and leave it for future trouble, then you can keep it, but if you don't want to explode and die, you can practice your body well, this is a necessary stage for every cultivator." This aura is domineering and ferocious, and it is more demanding on your body. ”

"Thank you, Mr. for your advice......" Jiang Changan sighed, and finally knew the reason, so he could prescribe the right medicine.

"Okay, the problem is solved, let's go back......"

Pang Ershui turned around and waited for a while, but he had no intention of leaving.

Just wondering, Jiang Changan suddenly bowed deeply: "Sir, the student wants to learn Danshu......"

Pang Ershui also said that he was joking: "Little boy Jiang, there are so many capable people in the Jiang family, why do you want to find a bad old man who is half in the ground, if you let your grandfather know, don't swell your ass......"

"Grandpa said that there are five people in Jiangzhou who can be called Mr., and there are only two who are worthy of his trust, one is Mr. Zhang Yunzhizhang, the student's calligraphy teacher, and the other is Mr. Pang......"

Jiang Changan recalled, and at the same time secretly guessed Pang Ershui's true identity, there are not many people who can call grandpa say this.

Sure enough, Pang Ershui's face was happy: "That old man really said that? This old fox refuses to admit defeat all his life, but it's really not easy, hehe......"

"Do you really want to learn?"

Jiang Changan raised his face: "Students want to learn Danshu!"

The little face was dimly reflected in the dim candlelight, but the perseverance and seriousness written on it was something Pang Ershui had never seen before.

He stroked his beard and said, "It's not difficult for me to teach you, you just need to promise to be able to do three things......"

"Sir, though. ”

"First, I practice here for three hours at night in addition to the normal in-class lessons during the day. ”

"No problem. Jiang Changan immediately responded.

When I was in class at the medical college, a perverted professor asked them to add four or five hours of evening self-study every night, and they added three or four hours to play games at night, so they already had a "good foundation" for staying up late.

"Second, I can't tell anyone about teaching you the pill, not even your parents or even your grandfather Jiang Shikong, even in the future, when others ask about you, don't say that your pill technique is the ...... of my Pang Ershui Sect."

"Why is that?"

Pang Ershui looked mysterious, "You don't need to know why, you just need to remember, even if your wife asks and your children ask in the future, you can't say ......"

Jiang Changan was stubborn: "Write it down." ”

"This third thing...... Pang Ershui paused.

After thinking about it for a while, he said: "I will teach you seven days first, seven days, in addition to the daily courses and tasks, I want you to be familiar with the medicinal properties of each herb on all the prescriptions in your Jiang family's Star Picking Building, pay attention, I am talking about the medicinal properties of each herb, not the prescription, if you can't do this, then forget it." ”

"The medicinal properties of the medicine dispensed on each prescription!"

Jiang Chang'an's face instantly drooped, the first two are okay, the Jiang family's Star Picking Tower is undoubtedly a treasure trove in the eyes of outsiders, especially the countless prescriptions in it.

Not to mention the dispensing of medicines, there is a lucky one with only six or seven flavors of medicinal herbs, and there are more than 20 kinds of cumbersome ones.

What's more, there are many ancient prescriptions, and although there are repetitions in the dispensing of so many prescriptions, in one circle, almost all the medicinal materials that have appeared from ancient times to the present, whether there are or not, have been repeated.

And Jiang Chang'an only has seven days.

"Yes. Despite this, he resolutely agreed, this is his only chance!

"Okay, come to class on time early tomorrow morning for morning class, don't be late again......"

Pang Ershui explained a few more words, and then urged Jiang Changan to go back and rest,

After the young man walked away, a smile of relief suddenly appeared on the old face that was almost half covered by the beard, and he felt the stuffiness in his chest, and muttered to himself: "If the fuck were to be made into such an embarrassment by a child by the group of old immortals in Jingzhou, maybe they would be laughing back and forth......"

Pang Ershui naturally knows that seven days is impossible for ordinary people to sleep without sleep, but this young man can......

Who would dare to believe that this waste boy who was disdained to be looked down upon by others could memorize tens of thousands of prescriptions on the fourth floor of the Star Picking Building as early as the age of twelve.

If Jiang Lingfeng is a genius among the Jiang family and even the entire Jiangzhou cultivators, then Jiang Changan is an out-and-out alchemy genius!

At that time, he was young and vowed to learn the medicine skills to cure himself and his eldest brother Jiang Xiaoru's illness.

It's just that later, more and more Danshi doctors came to Jiang's house to check the condition, and they all regretted it: there is no absurd and strange medicine in the world that can cure the little boy.

Since then, Jiang Changan has no intention of refining medicine, and there have been troubles such as "Dark Zhuji Dan". But why did you do it again today?

And what puzzled Pang Ershui the most was that this child seemed to be born with some pharmacological knowledge.

Every time he asked a question in class, it was difficult for him to answer for a while.

Pang Ershui frowned and paced around the room thinking, could it be that someone gave him some encouragement, or ......

A hint of consternation appeared in his eyes: "Or maybe he found the ancient medicinal herb?!"

Even he shook his head at the ridiculous idea of this idea.

......

Taking advantage of the night, he quietly slipped back to the Jiang Mansion, and Jiang Changan plunged into the Divine Mansion again.

He didn't go to see the prescription, he had the ability to never forget, Jiang Changan was confident that he could complete the requirements that Old Man Pang said within the specified time.

What he cares about most now is the cyan aura in his body.

He could feel that his body was very struggling to bear this aura, if he didn't make this small body strong first, he would really explode to death like the fat old man said.

Jiang Changan is standing in front of a big tree in Hulu Valley at this moment-

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the ears are filled with the roars of various demon beasts on the mountain peaks, and the mood is also different from the outside world.

There are many superior exercises for forging the body in the Jiang Family's Star Picking Tower, but those are all based on spiritual power and then practicing the way of self-cultivation, putting the cart before the horse.

Jiang Changan thought about it, and thought of a way to make sandbags, which can no longer be soiled, but it is also a method left over from the flood period, so he can give it a try.

Jiang Changan calmed his breathing, stood upright, moved his left foot slightly to the left half a step, and made a gentle gesture-

Tai Chi, which Jiang Changan learned from an old professor in medical school.

Early every morning, the old professor could be seen boxing at the entrance of the library, and his body was extremely strange, much more complicated than the simplified 24 forms of Taijiquan.

Although there are a few moves to strengthen the body, there are more killer moves.

Jiang Changan was just holding the mentality of asking at that time, who knew that the other party had really taught him.

At that time, it was not only his roommate, but even he himself couldn't believe that he could get up at five or six o'clock every day to learn boxing from an old gentleman.

After studying for more than half a year, Jiang Changan still didn't know the other party's name, only knew that his surname was Chen, and he was a professor.

But then suddenly, one day later, the old gentleman never came again.

Jiang An specially went to the teaching office to check, but found that there was no professor surnamed Chen in the whole school, which was very weird.

In addition to this set of boxing techniques, there is also a set of Tai Chi swords, which have been secretly practiced over the years, and they have long been familiar with it. It's just that Jiang Changan's current ability is still the most important thing to lift his body bones first.

This bizarre set of Tai Chi is mainly based on the transformation of fist techniques and the movement of walking and turning.

Pay attention to the body to walk like a swimming dragon, flip like an eagle, criss-cross when the boxing movement, wearing, interspersing, splitting, teasing, horizontal, bumping, buckle, flipping, supporting, etc., absorbing the strengths of all families.

But the gravity in the Shenfu mirror is a hundred times heavier than the outside world, and it may be difficult to breathe, which is like hanging lead weights on the limbs, which greatly reduces the speed and strength of the punch.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of training, but at the same time, the physical gain is also significantly increased!

Relying on his flesh alone to break the thick stump in front of him was the goal he had set for himself.

The stump branches and meridians of the Shenfu Mirror are intricate, and the tenacity is several layers higher than that of ordinary trees!

Unarmed, no need for a trace of true anger!

"One day is two days, three days, a month ......"

Jiang Changan is not a perfect person, but a ruthless person, not only for Wang Qiuming, but also for himself.

This is where Jiang Changan is higher than others in his bones, and difficulties will not only not knock him down, but will fully stimulate his innate blood!

He bent over and got up, and the muscles of his whole body jumped to the tightest—

Purely by the strength of the flesh, the fist was struck on a dry and even spiked tree—

"Bang ......"

Many things are far more painful to implement than imagined, and Jiang Changan was really able to appreciate the true meaning of this sentence at this time-

"Ahh

The Flame Eagle at the top of the mountain had just rested and was suddenly startled, and looked at the front of the hut at the bottom of the mountain, a young man masochistically hit a tree stump with both hands, and let out a miserable howl with each blow—

Until his hands were blurred with flesh and blood, he stripped naked again, and his naked body rolled and hit the ground, insisting that every part of his body could be bumped until he became an exhausted bloody man......

When the sky was bright, the sound slowly stopped, and Jiang Changan fell to the side panting with blood, but the wooden stake still looked intact.

There are hundreds of large and small wounds on the body, and every small movement can involve severe pain.

Finally, he limped to a clear spring next to the bluestone, and jumped into the spring with a pop.

Instantly wrapped in endless coolness, licking the wound, Jiang Changan moaned comfortably, and at the same time did not forget to drive the aura to travel throughout the body to accelerate the healing of the wound.

The spiritual power in the mirror of the Divine Mansion is abundant and strong, even this pool is not ordinary, it is made of innate spiritual energy, and every drop taken out is a coaxing, but Jiang Changan took it to take a bath, if other monks saw it, they would have to scold the tyrannical things!