Chapter 20: The Hungry Tiger Coming Down the Mountain Incident Caused by the Ointment......
As last time, Wang Anfeng slept for several hours before waking up, and after drinking Wu Changqing's medicinal porridge, he returned to Daliang Village.
Although he didn't feel sleepy, he was also taught by Yuan Ci that if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and it is not suitable to practice during this time, so you have to start a fire, and there is nothing to do, so you just close your eyes and close your eyes slightly, reminiscing in your mind about today's ravaging battle, and unwilling to find a way to win.
How can any young man like to be beaten all the time?
The pain in his body made him remember his mistakes very clearly, and the boy's reluctance made him constantly think about and question himself. `
At that time, if this trick had been connected faster, would it have avoided falling into passivity?
If the offensive strength can leave three points, can the defense be more sensitive?
And the more he thought about it, something else came to his mind, and he suddenly found that those tricks that had defeated him could be completely integrated into his own trick ideas, so as to break the tricks of other opponents.
My heart suddenly brightened, and I didn't feel excited, and I secretly gritted my teeth.
Be sure to make you look good!
As if he had discovered some kind of challenging and interesting game, Wang Anfeng kept thinking about it in this sleeping village, and while thinking, he made subtle imaginary movements.
Time passed quickly, this matter was quite exhausting, and after the excitement, Wang Anfeng also felt a little tired, so he simply got up, ready to take a nap, and his eyes fell on the brocade box that was still on the table, and he couldn't help but have a headache.
Since it has been accepted, it is naturally not good to return it.
The fist armor can be used directly, and the mountain ginseng can really be used to stew chicken, but the ointment in the three porcelain bottles does not know what the use is?
Qin Fei originally planned to inform him in person about the usefulness of this blood jade mud that day, but at that time, when he saw Xuan Chengzi who had been absent for a long time, the young man's heart was agitated, and he naturally left it behind, resulting in Wang Anfeng now looking at this ointment, he had no idea where to start, thought about it or two, and said to himself:
"Since it's medicine...... Well, the second master is proficient in medical skills, so let's bring it over to him next time......"
I made up my mind, and I lay down on the bed, and in a moment I fell into a deep sleep.
On the second day, it was an extremely strict practice, and the things that he had pondered last night had two effects in actual combat, but after taking a slight advantage, the other party seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and then Wang Anfeng once again experienced the kind of situation that seemed to be ravaged.
There were two points of boredom and two points of confusion in his heart, and when he asked Yuan Ci when he was healing, the latter replied that each of those 'Shaolin disciples' had spent an unimaginable amount of time in battle, day and night, just to seize the opportunity of less than a breath between the lightning and flint.
Wang Anfeng scratched his head and said:
"Less than a breath?"
"Isn't it too cost-effective to spend so much time just to get a breath?"
Yuan Ci looked at him and smiled:
"Feng'er thinks it's very short?"
The young man was curious and said:
"Isn't a breath short? What can be done? ”
The monk restrained his smile, looked at him, and said softly:
"You can tell the top and the bottom, and you can see life and death."
"Okay, let's go practice......
Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, his heart shook slightly, there seemed to be something in the eight characters that he couldn't read, I don't know if it was a change in mood, he felt that his shoulders seemed to be two points heavier, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of himself in his heart.
The chains were still the same as they had been worn, and they had not been removed.
But after so long, the oppressive force has not been reduced at all, and he has never heard of a chain that will increase his own weight, and he has never thought about it this way, but he has only slacked off in his own cultivation, and he has barely made much progress during this time, which is much worse than those senior brothers and uncles that the master said.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Anfeng clenched his right fist and raised his eyes to look at the tightly closed door.
This time, by all means, one more breath of support.
At the end of today, Wang Anfeng, who didn't know that the chains on his body had been secretly increased from 600 catties to 700 catties, supported 87 breaths under the 3,400th Shaolin disciple ranking with a breath in his chest.
Thirty-seven punches and seven cubits in the body.
Because of yesterday's thinking, he found a flaw when the opponent collected the move, and instinctively performed the spirit snake gap whip method, the heavy chain roared like a giant python, and was pumped on the chest of the Shaolin disciple, and Wang Anfeng did not see the result, so he fell into a coma, and he did not see the appearance of the tall Shaolin disciple's phantom slowly crumbling, the red candles on both sides flickered, silent, and only the vast and solemn voice echoed in the Bronze Man Alley:
"In the first round, the winner is Wang Anfeng."
"Wang Anfeng is in a coma."
"Failure."
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"Feng'er, are you awake?"
The benevolent voice woke Wang Anfeng from his slumber, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Wu Changqing's familiar face, and said:
"Second Master?"
The old man raised his hand to stop the young man, told him not to get up, brought a medicinal porridge from the side, and said with a smile:
"Come on, let's see if today's one suits your taste."
"Hmm."
Wang Anfeng took the medicinal porridge, ate a few bites, and swallowed it in a big gulp, making the corners of the old man's eyes wrinkle with laughter, and said again and again:
"Eat slowly, eat slowly...... Ah, everyone will grab it with you, don't worry, if it's not enough, there will be something in the pot. ”
"It's really not good, you come here every day, and the old man cooks for you, so you can recuperate......"
The young man's eyes lit up, and he raised his head, and there was a very obvious desire and joy on his face, but he was a little hesitant, and said:
"Is that okay? Mr. Win is not saying that I can't stay here for too long......"
The old man smiled: "How much time does it take you to eat?" ”
Wang Anfeng became more and more moved when he heard this, so he looked left and right, and said:
"That'...... What about Master and Mr. Win? ”
Wu Changqing frowned and said:
"I don't know about that, maybe there's something else."
Wang Anfeng nodded slowly, no longer mentioned this issue, seemed to remember something, and said, "By the way, Second Master, have you read the medicine I brought today?" ”
The old man smiled: "I was about to tell you about this, but you are going to ask me how to use this medicine...... I've written down its usage on paper, so you can just follow it. Also, there is one more thing. ”
"If you have enough money, buy one or two of each of the medicinal materials from the barefoot doctor in Daliang Village."
"The second master is a little interested."
Wang Anfeng agreed, but before he could speak, the scenery in his field of vision suddenly blurred, the sky was spinning, and in a blink of an eye it was already in the house of Daliang Village, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, looking dazed, and in the Shaolin Temple, the door was pushed open, the cold wind was swept into the frost and snow, and the green-shirted scribe strode in, his face seemed to be more and more cold, his eyebrows were handsome, and only a little bruise at the corner of his mouth looked extremely eye-catching.
Wu Changqing was slightly stunned, sensing the momentum, and said hesitantly:
"It's ......"
“…… Shaolin King Kong palm power? ”
Mr. Win sneered, and a peaceful voice came from outside the door, saying:
"It's the Mighty Vajra Palm."
The old man turned his head, and was stunned again, then he saw Yuan Ci walking in slowly, the hem of the monk's robe was broken, and there was a sword mark on his arm, although there was no blood oozing, it was also quite dazzling, Mr. Win snorted coldly, shook the hem of his clothes, regardless of Yuan Ci, turned his head to look at Wu Changqing and said:
"Wu Lao Dao, you want that kid to find medicine...... What is it to do? ”
The old man stroked his beard and said:
"I was about to find the two of you to talk about this, the medicine that An Feng asked me to see today is quite old-fashioned, but the medicinal properties are different from my Middle Earth, his cultivation is getting deeper, it is when he begins to use medicinal baths to achieve a body that is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, the old man must understand the medicinal properties of this world before he can start."
"Moreover, with more medicines, you can also promote the change of the medicinal bath to a higher level, but after all, Daliang Village is located in a remote area, and I am afraid that there are not many medicinal materials, hehe...... To tell the truth, the old man read the ointment today, and he also had a lot of interest in the prescriptions and medicines of this world, I thought that the world's medical skills were all in my hands, but I didn't want this world to look at the face, interesting and interesting. ”
When Mr. Ying heard this, his expression was also slightly solemn, he thought about it, and said:
"It's okay, Jiang Shouyi's collection of books is not much, and I have read seventy-seven eighty-eight. It just so happened that the kid's kung fu was just beginning to grow, and it was time for him to go to the city. ”
"If you are always defeated, you will not be able to become a master if you have no courage."
"Let him try the skills he learned in Bronze Man Lane on the others, so that he won't wonder if what he's learned is useful."
Wu Changqing thought of the medicinal materials in the city, and said with a smile:
"That's for the best."
The monks on the side closed their eyes and recited the Buddha's name.