Chapter 10 Yangyuan Soup
Almost subconsciously, Chen Yushu set his eyes on his attribute panel.
Name: Chen Yushu
Age: 12
Martial Arts: Yaowang Zhuanggong: Not yet mastered
Skill:
Reading: Understanding the meaning (72/200), Calligraphy: Self-defense (79/100), Throwing: Getting started (18/100),
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“As expected, there are changes on the attribute panel.
There is actually a separate column directly labeled "Martial Arts" category.
In terms of classification, although there is only one type of martial arts, namely "Medicine King Posture", it is a real martial art.
However, there is no corresponding experience bar above. Is it because you haven't yet started practicing?"
Chen Yushu's eyes flickered. Although he was still a little confused, he was very happy in his heart.
“Next is the second move.
The breathing method of the second form is slightly different, especially when connecting the movements, the breathing will change from slow to rapid..."
Qian Qian explained, and patted Lu Liang and Xue Ming from time to time. Every pat would make a muffled sound. The movements and breathing of the two became more standard and regular with his patting.
This is to transmit force through the air, use the force to guide and correct their movements and breathing rhythm.
This is also the fundamental reason why his advice is valuable.
Using strength to guide is of course much better than practicing hard and groping in silence by yourself.
Chen Yushu did not receive such treatment, but he found that he could fully understand Master Qian's explanations, as long as he performed the movements correctly and adjusted his breathing to match them.
After a while, I felt that tingling sensation again.
"Is it because of the second level of reading, 'Understanding the Meaning'?"
Vaguely, he had a sudden realization.
Reading to understand the meaning can speed up his understanding of martial arts practice.
Then comes the third form, the fourth form...
Chen Yushu's physical strength and energy were rapidly consumed, and he was sweating profusely in a short while.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted until he had learned all 36 postures. Only then did Qian Qian speak and said, "Okay, there are 36 postures in total in the Medicine King Posture.
Now I have taught you all thirty-six moves.
New apprentices have three days to learn martial arts. I will teach you again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
If you still haven’t learned it after three times, don’t blame me.
By the way, remember to go to the pharmacy and ask Manager Zhou to get the medicine later. Of course, you can also keep it for future use or sell it to me.
A dose of medicine costs three taels of silver in the pharmacy, but I will give you two taels of silver and teach you for three more days for free.
This is already very affordable. If you sell it to someone else, you'll only get an extra half a tael of silver per copy. It's better for me to teach you for three days. I guarantee you a 50% chance of mastering the basics of Zhuang Gong within three months."
"Thank you, Master Qian, for the reminder. I will consider it."
Chen Yushu bowed and then began to rest on the side.
After practicing the 36 stances, he was really tired and his physical strength was greatly depleted.
So much so that in the end, his movements began to become distorted, and the effect was less than one tenth of what it was. He could even clearly hear the gurgling sound coming from his stomach.
As for the other party's proposal, he certainly would not consider it.
Practicing martial arts is obviously a very physically demanding activity.
Especially when practicing the Medicine King Posture, he felt it more and more clearly. It would be fine if he practiced it incorrectly, but once he practiced it correctly, the consumption would increase greatly, and it would not be enough to rely on just three meals a day.
You must eat meat for nourishment.
And that medicine, one portion was worth three taels of silver. It was definitely a very nutritious thing and very beneficial for his martial arts training. Of course, he couldn't sell it.
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"I have memorized and mastered almost every movement and corresponding breathing method of the 36-style Medicine King Posture.
However, it is extremely difficult to perform the entire standing meditation exercise completely.
With my current physical strength, I am simply not able to support it!"
Chen Yushu stood in a corner of the backyard, panting, sweat pouring down his body like water.
While other apprentices were busy with their work, he had already stood in the corner and started practicing.
However, when he actually started practicing, he realized how difficult it was.
He could do all 36 stances of standing meditation, one move at a time, practicing them separately. At least after the movements matched his breathing, he could clearly feel a sense of harmony. A special heat was forced out from all parts of his body, creating the illusion that countless ants were crawling on his body.
However, when he actually started to move from the first form to the second form, the third form..., he found that the difficulty was countless times greater than before.
He had just finished breakfast and could only practice the sixth form in a row before he couldn't continue. He was severely exhausted, his vision was black, and he was extremely hungry.
Glance at the properties panel.
Among the above martial arts, Yaowang Zhuanggong is still in the "unentered" stage.
Obviously, with his current level of mastery, he is not yet able to start practicing it.
"Perhaps, only by performing the entire Zhuang Gong in a coherent manner can one enter the realm of enlightenment? Only then will the corresponding experience bar appear."
Chen Yushu was guessing in his heart, and slowly stood up, then walked step by step towards the front yard and the direction of the pharmacy.
He had to nourish himself, otherwise not only would he not be able to practice martial arts, he might even faint from hunger.
Soon, he found Manager Zhou in the shop, bowed, and said, "Manager Zhou, I'd like to get a dose of herbal medicine."
"OK.
But I have to remind you that although Yangyuan Decoction is very beneficial for your martial arts practice, I advise you to use it after you have mastered the standing meditation.
Otherwise, if you drink the medicine but can't absorb it, it will just be a waste."
Manager Zhou did not refuse, but still gave a reminder.
"Thank you for the reminder, Manager Zhou. I still want to get that portion of medicine."
Chen Yushu insisted.
Nodding, Manager Zhou stopped trying to persuade him and instructed an apprentice beside him, "Go, get him some Yang Yuan Soup and boil it for him."
"Okay, Manager Zhou."
The apprentice nodded and walked towards the medicine cabinet.
It is worth mentioning that this apprentice is Zhang Ruyun, who was mentioned by Li Hu this morning. He has mastered the standing meditation to a small degree and has started learning boxing.
After a while, he had a medicine bag in his hand.
This kind of medicine bag obviously contains the medicinal materials for Yangyuan Soup that have been prepared long ago. It only needs to be cooked at a certain temperature for a period of time to make the soup.
"Thank you, Brother Zhang."
Chen Yushu thanked him quietly. The other party glanced at him casually, then silently began to decoct the herbs.
Less than half an hour later, Chen Yushu had a bowl of gray-black medicine with a strong smell in his hand.
"Is this Yangyuan Soup?"
Chen Yushu muttered to himself, but did not dare to hesitate. He picked it up and took a sip.
The taste is not as bitter as expected, but it is certainly not delicious.
Then, he took two sips at a time and quickly finished the entire bowl of medicine.
Not a drop left!
Just as he was about to experience something carefully, he soon felt that his original feeling of hunger disappeared without a trace, and his body became hot, as if there were streams of steam rising.
(End of this chapter)
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