Luo Xinyi and Yu Xiaoyu both went to take care of their affairs, and the matter of taking care of the little monk was taken over by Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan's "Taiyi Taoist Medical Treatise" has risen to lv2, and there are some prescriptions for nourishing qi and nourishing blood, and he has always wanted to give it a try.

He originally thought that all the records in the book were Chinese patent medicines, and he just had to follow the map.

After research, I found that the most important point discussed in the human medicine chapter of "Taiyi Taoist Medicine" is to pay attention to one person.

The doctor must make changes to the medication according to the differences in each person's physique, so as to exert a more ideal effect.

"No wonder I feel that the current traditional medicinal materials are not very good, thinking that they are all boxed Chinese patent medicines, and it turns out that the prescriptions in the past have to be adjusted by the doctor according to the patient's condition."

The more Chen Zhan learned, the more he felt that there was no more mystery in it, and he urgently needed to find someone to give it a try.

The little monk happened to be injured internally, and he still has internal skills, so the risk is smaller.

This time, the little monk was miserable.

I have to drink several doses of medicine prepared by Chen Zhan a day, and the medicine prepared by Chen Zhan is very strange in taste and texture, and the little monk often squirts out as soon as he enters his mouth, or vomits and diarrhea.

Rao is Chen Zhan persuaded the good medicine to be bitter, and it is normal to discharge the waste in the body, and the little monk is not willing to drink it.

Should I say it or not, Chen Zhan's medicine still has some effects, but there are some differences in taste from the common medicines now.

But the little monk was frightened, and it didn't matter if the internal injuries were not good, as long as he didn't drink the medicine prepared by Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan had no choice but to say:

"You are a doctor who is a disease and a doctor, if you don't drink my medicine, I will find another doctor."

Simply, Chen Zhan brought the little monk to Qi Zhaoren's Yiren Hall to discuss the prescription with Qi Zhaoren, trying to better integrate the lost concept of one person in ancient medicine into the body conditioning of modern people.

He and Qi Zhaoren studied it for a long time.

The injuries of the little monk were treated one by one.

Every time the little monk improves, the experience of "Taiyi Taoist Medicine" increases.

Chen Zhan did not study the concepts in the book thoroughly, and his experience would have increased.

The ancients and modern people have different diets and living rules, and their physique is also very different, and the ancient prescriptions all need to be adjusted.

After coming and going, half of the experience of human medicine has passed.

Chen Zhan finally sorted out a nourishing decoction from "Taiyi Taoist Medical Treatise".

After the little monk drank a few flavors, he felt good, Qi Zhaoren drank it immediately, and immediately squatted in the toilet to discharge the waste in his body.

After Chen Zhan drank it, he could feel the medicinal power traveling all over his body, although the effect was not immediate, but it really had some effect on the physical fitness of modern people.

Several people were very happy, and discussed giving this medicine a name, because everyone can't avoid squatting in the toilet after drinking, they gave it a name called Jinkui Health Soup, which compares the human body to a golden cabinet that needs to be opened often, and vaguely describes the process of opening the door to discharge waste.

The little monk became more and more energetic, and he couldn't wait to go out and train with Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan chatted with the little monk these days and found that the little monk not only has good drug resistance, but also has very complete Buddhist stunts on his body, such as Luohan Gong, Luohan Boxing, Iron Head Gong, Golden Bell Jar, and One Finger Zen ...... From internal strength to hard work, everything is available.

Chen Zhan's body protection skills are too reductive to ancient martial arts, and some of the content can only be understood but not spoken.

On the other hand, the exercises of the little monk Wuxiu are simpler and more intuitive, and his comprehension is very high, and it is only a matter of time before he improves.

The more Chen Zhan chatted, the happier he became, and at first he thought that he was going to be offended and taught a rookie, but now it seems that this is the benefit that Master Chuanhui gave him.

He rolled his eyes and took the little monk to Liu Li's boxing gym

After a few days, as soon as he went this time, Chen Zhan was shocked by the scene in front of him.

At the door, just like last time, there were still a lot of old people gathered.

However, this time there was a difference from the previous one, each old man did not wear a loose silk practice uniform, but wore a basketball vest, bare arms, and boxing gloves.

In front of each of them was a hanging sandbag or a stake wrapped in cotton.

The old men were kicking and beating sandbags and stakes.

Chen Zhan just approached.

Immediately, an old man found that they did not stop Chen Zhan like last time, but immediately ran into the gym to report.

Chen Zhan only felt funny, he hadn't seen him for a while, and he didn't expect such a big change.

Liu Li walked out of the middle of the old men, and immediately smiled when he saw Chen Zhan.

"Brother Xiao Chen, you're here."

Chen Zhan pointed to a bunch of old men and asked knowingly.

"What's the matter with Lao Liu, why are you so happy?"

Liu Li's face was full of red light.

"The last time you taught me the palm technique was too good, after practicing for a few days, I thought I could do it, the old man came to make trouble again, I went up and rubbed them with the old man fist you taught me, they couldn't do it if they wanted to touch the porcelain fake fall, and I was able to treat them well, and they all said that I was a master of pushing hands."

"No, it's all about me as a teacher, practice boxing with me."

Liu Li quietly approached Chen Zhan's ear:

"They are all very rich, and almost all of them pay tuition, tens of thousands of dollars a year, and it will be a few years to pay it back."

Chen Zhan smiled, and 100% helped the old man's fist to shine here in Liu Li.

"It's a good thing to learn from you, just practice pushing, they're all old, why do you still let them do strength training...... What to do if you get hurt. ”

Liu Li looked aggrieved:

"At first, they all followed me to practice push-hand boxing, but after practicing for a few days, they all said that the more they practiced, the more energetic they became, and after they got stronger, they said that they had to try strength training in fighting, hitting sandbags, kicking stakes or something, and I couldn't stop them......

"But Brother Xiao Chen, don't worry, the sandbags I made for them are not sandbags, they are filled with cotton, the boxing gym is too hot these days, and it can't fit inside, they beat cotton bags at the door, that is, they want to be fresh."

Chen Zhan was very pleased, when he first met Liu Li, Liu Li was touched by the old men in a group, and he was bankrupt, and he hated traditional martial arts.

Now he has not only accepted traditional martial arts, but also made so many old people fall in love with modern martial arts.

While the business is booming, it has also improved the physical fitness of the elderly, which is really the best of both worlds.

The reason why there is such a big difference between traditional martial arts and modern martial arts is actually very simple.

Many so-called traditional masters boast about themselves every day, praising their kung fu as a traditional treasure and invincible in the world.

Many people who don't understand follow with their love.

As a result, the improvement of practice is very slow, and the physical fitness is completely inferior to those athletes who have been scientifically trained and practiced modern martial arts.

But the more you practice, the higher the sunk cost, and no one wants to say that the martial arts they practice are waste martial arts.

As a result, a distinctly opposed group was formed.

One side says that traditional martial arts can be beaten, and the other side says that it cannot be beaten.

One side says that traditional martial arts are killing techniques, and modern martial arts are dead muscles.

Neither side is subject to the other, and if you make an appointment, you can't unify the rules.

Impulsive people only recognize the results, and the results speak for themselves.

Rational people will think about what the process is like and go back to the source.

Whether martial arts can be fought in the past, the answer is yes, it must be very capable of fighting.

In ancient times, it was important to pay attention to the poor, the rich and the martial.

The families of those who studied literature were relatively poor, and the families of those who practiced martial arts were very wealthy.

Xiucai is poor, and he only needs a three-foot desk to study.

There is an idiom that cuts off the tooth to draw porridge, which describes this scene, saying that Fan Zhongyan's family background was very difficult before he took the fame examination, and he only ate a piece of congealed porridge and pickles at each meal, and spent all his time studying.

People with such a difficult family background are generally unable to practice martial arts.

Those who practice martial arts need to lift stone piers and stone locks, draw bows and shoot arrows, and they can't wait to eat a cow for a meal, and there is no way to support it without a good family condition.

Let's talk about the various sects and factions in the past, why the martial arts handed down are getting more and more out of shape, and why the disciples and grandchildren are getting more and more deviated from the more they learn.

Every sect wants to open a sect and recruit disciples, needless to say, there is a book of exquisite exercises.

However, the killing techniques in the vast majority of exercises often only have a few styles.

As soon as the trick is released, it is earth-shattering and immediately defeats the enemy.

However, a thin book of cheats, if the teacher wants to teach, he can teach it in a few days.

It takes a few days, everyone can learn it, and if you don't learn it well, you can remember it, and the sect will become a flowing water seat.

Moreover, the disciples of the church starved to death of the master, which is an inevitable phenomenon.

Therefore, the teachers of various sects and sects set the cumbersome rules, and the new disciples swept the floor for three years, looked at their character for three years, and practiced basic skills for three years......

came and went, dragging out the process of practicing martial arts for a long time.

Some teachers are well versed in this, enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth and the filial piety of their disciples, and have a very high prestige in the surrounding area.

The tricks on his body may only be taught to his own son, and he may even suddenly fall ill and drive the crane to the west, and take the tricks directly to the coffin, which will be lost.

But the juniors have no choice, in order to continue to carry forward the sect, they can only continue to do it according to the master's method.

This is the reason why many traditional martial arts are inferior to the next generation.

It has also led to many people who practice modern martial arts looking down on people from traditional sects.

Chen Zhan has seen these things very thoroughly, and only those who do not seek to be motivated will cherish themselves.

Since the traditional exercises he restored are so popular with the elderly, he is ready to continue this business so that more elderly people can have a strong physique.