She obviously had not expected that Zhang Yuan would go to such great lengths and mobilize a large force to look for someone in the Guo family, all for such a pure and simple reason.

And from beginning to end, everything is the starting point and end point.

All of this was out of careful consideration for Wu Xingyu. This sincere heart struck heavily into her heart.

For a moment, Wu Xingyu was at a loss, as if his throat was choked by his emotions. He took two deep breaths before he recovered and said to Zhang Yuan:

"My dear disciple, you really surprised me. I didn't expect you to have such thoughts."

Zhang Yuan smiled warmly, as if the warm spring sun was pouring down without reservation, and said softly:

“What else can I think of, Master?

You have shown me deep affection and care, so I will always remember your kindness. Okay, let me talk to you about the next treatment plan now."

When talking about treatment, his eyes were full of determination and his words were powerful:

"This time, I will do my best to repair your Dantian to the greatest extent possible, so that you can personally experience how comfortable and refreshing it is to have your Dantian store masculine energy. Master, what do you think? Are you happy or not?"

Wu Xingyu's heart seemed to be instantly ignited by a ball of blazing flame. He was more than just happy; he was ecstatic. But the next moment, he was filled with doubt.

After all, Zhang Yuan had told him before that the injury to Dantian was beyond repair that day and could only be recovered slowly over time, which would take three to five years at the shortest and more than ten years at the longest, and it would take a long time.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yuan was so confident that he could repair it himself, and he also guaranteed that he could store masculine power immediately after the repair. The contrast between the two was so shocking that people were dumbfounded.

Wu Xingyu took a deep breath and tried to calm down her inner turmoil. She looked at Zhang Yuan again and confirmed:

"My dear disciple, you are kidding me, right? Can you really do this? This is too incredible!"

Zhang Yuan looked determined, like a towering mountain, unquestionable. He smiled and said to Wu Xingyu:

"Master, don't worry. Since I dare to make such a promise, I must be fully confident that it will succeed. You don't have to worry at all. Just trust me wholeheartedly."

Wu Xingyu nodded heavily, his eyes as firm as shining stars, and said without hesitation:

"Believe you, of course I believe you.

OK, let's talk about follow-up treatment next. I'm really curious."

Zhang Yuan was not vague and immediately explained the treatment plan in detail to Wu Xingyu.

He started with the compatibility of medicinal materials, mentioning the characteristics and effects of each medicinal material, and the subtleties of the matching proportions;

Then it comes to controlling the fire, how to adjust the fire size in time according to the changes of the medicinal materials;

Then the acupuncture points are described, and the location and function of each key point are precisely pointed out;

Finally, the intensity of the massage is explained, and the degree of emphasis and urgency are described in detail, with every detail being clarified one by one.

As the explanation became more in-depth, Wu Xingyu listened attentively, his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if there was a gleam of light flashing.

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, her cheeks unconsciously flushed with a hint of red, as if clouds quietly appeared in the sky. She frowned slightly and said shyly:

"My dear disciple, are you...are you sure? Do we want to bathe together?

Isn't this a bit inconvenient?"

Zhang Yuan smiled even more, with a hint of mischief in his eyes, and said jokingly:

"Well, it all depends on what you think, Master. If you devote yourself to medicine and have no distractions, you will naturally be able to keep your mind calm and not be disturbed.

After all, I'm healing your wounds, not plotting anything else. Besides, you don't know how serious I am.

What, could it be that Master, after living for most of your life, you still can't let go of your obsession with sex?"

Wu Xingyu felt embarrassed and annoyed. She glared at Zhang Yuan unhappily and said coquettishly:

"How is that possible? I, your master, have long transcended the mundane world and no longer care about matters between men and women.

However, when I first heard about this method, I couldn't help but feel that it was a bit abrupt and inappropriate.

But if it can really repair the Dantian and rejuvenate the body, then why not?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded in praise:

"I know that you, Master, are a man who understands the greater good and knows how to prioritize.

Okay, now that you have figured it out, let's do some warm-up and stretch our muscles, and then I will take you back to the room to officially start your treatment journey.

After this treatment is completed, you will know how much progress I have made recently. I guarantee that it will open your eyes and amaze you. "

Wu Xingyu was full of expectations and said with a smile:

"Okay, then I'd like to take a closer look at how much progress you've made recently.

Well, we have done enough fishing, and now I am satisfied and at peace, so let's get down to business."

Without saying a word, Zhang Yuan quickly and deftly put away the fishing rod.

Then he took Wu Xingyu back into the house.

The two of them walked to the second floor, in the room used for daily training, there was a huge wooden barrel placed steadily, as if an ancient giant beast was lurking there, quietly waiting for the "mission" that was about to begin.

Over in the kitchen, three casseroles were steaming. The herbs in the pots were bubbling and surging, and the rich medicinal aroma wafted in the air, like lively elves, filling the entire house.

Zhang Yuan first asked Wu Xingyu to go back to her room to rest for a while, and then he went straight to the kitchen.

With steady steps, he gently lifted the lid of the clay pot, then leaned closer, sniffing the rich medicinal aroma with his nostrils flaring slightly, as if he were a senior concentrating on tasting fine wine.

After a moment, he slowly added some water with skillful and natural movements, and then closed the lid firmly.

Looking at all this, Zhang Yuan felt very relieved and secretly admired that Hei Tao and Margarina were extremely reliable in their work. The level of their work was beyond the reach of ordinary people and they really lived up to their expectations.

After Zhang Yuan returned to the room, his expression was somewhat sincere. He hurriedly turned to Wu Xingyu, bowed slightly, and said sincerely:

"Master, I would like to ask you some advice on witchcraft. This will take no more than two hours. I'd like to trouble you to answer my questions."

When Wu Xingyu heard this, a smile instantly broke out on his face, as if a spring breeze was blowing across the lake, gentle and warm. That smile instantly dispelled the silence in the room, and he waved his hand nonchalantly:

"It's just a small matter. If you have any doubts about witchcraft, you can feel free to ask me."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yuan did not hesitate but straightened his expression and immediately told Wu Xingyu all the doubts he had encountered recently when practicing witchcraft knowledge.

Wu Xingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a deep pool, deep and calm. After a little thought, he answered Zhang Yuan's questions in an orderly manner.

Her words were full of unique experiences and insights condensed over many years, like the key to open the door to a treasure house, precious and rare. Every sentence was like a star, illuminating the dark corners in Zhang Yuan's heart that had once been filled with doubts and confusion.

Zhang Yuan was fascinated by what he heard, and his heart seemed to be in turmoil, with all kinds of thoughts surging and a lot of emotion.

I thought to myself, it turns out that old ginger is more experienced. This senior who has practiced for many years has unique insights and sharp vision, which are absolutely beyond the reach of a novice like me.

Throughout the ages, the saying "A good teacher produces good students" has been widely circulated in the world of witchcraft and martial arts. Now that I have experienced it myself, I feel more and more that this saying contains profound philosophy.

If there is no famous teacher to guide you, and you can only rely on yourself to study and ponder like a blind man groping in the dark, it would be extremely difficult to comprehend the mysteries, and becoming a top expert would be an unattainable dream.

Zhang Yuan was immersed in this realization for a full twenty minutes before he slowly opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was shining like the bright stars in the night sky, full of excitement and respect. He stared at Wu Xingyu and said:

"Master, thank you so much! Without your enlightenment-like teaching, I would never have been able to understand such profound principles so easily. I am truly grateful!"

Wu Xingyu smiled, as if the warm sun was shedding its light, and said softly:

"My dear disciple, you are too polite. It is just a small favor for me. I am very happy to be able to help you.

Then, let's start my treatment. To be honest, I can't wait."

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded in response:

"Okay, Master.

Now let’s start the first round of treatment.

The method of treatment this time is that you follow the method of the Changchun Palace that you have always practiced, and I will sit behind you and accurately massage the corresponding acupuncture points to help you open up specific meridians during your practice, thereby stimulating the recovery potential of the Dantian and promoting the healing process. "

He paused for a moment, looked sincere, and continued:

“I need to inform you in advance that the first treatment will be comfortable and you will not feel any pain at all, but the second time, the situation will be very different.

When you start the bathing process, the pain will surge and even exceed your imagination, so you must be mentally prepared in advance. The pain will be so severe that you will most likely scream out."

When Wu Xingyu heard this, he was stunned at first, as if he was surprised by something new and strange, and then he burst into laughter.

Thinking back to the past, I had poor pain tolerance and could not control myself at the slightest pain. That miserable look seems like it happened just yesterday.

But since the last time I spent a few days with Zhang Yuan here, after going through the hardships, I feel that my ability to endure pain is no longer what it used to be, far beyond that of ordinary people.

He was secretly convinced that even if the pain intensified this time, he would be able to endure it and would never show weakness easily.

Not only was I not afraid, I even felt an eagerness to try it out, eager to compete with the pain and verify my own growth.

Soon, Zhang Yuan started the first treatment for Wu Xingyu.

He was fully focused, like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, as if facing a formidable enemy, and kept an eye on the operation of Wu Xingyu's martial arts.

Whenever he reached a critical meridian node, Zhang Yuan would secretly gather tremendous true energy, as if controlling the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and carefully pour it into it, accurately repairing those hidden injured acupuncture points.

After this operation, Wu Xingyu felt relaxed all over, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, warm and cozy, or walking in the clouds, floating in the air. The feeling of comfort was beyond words.

She was so intoxicated that she couldn't even speak clearly. Her heart and eyes were filled with intoxication, and she couldn't help but secretly admire:

"My dear disciple is really gifted in medical skills. This method is really amazing!"

The first round of practice lasted about an hour and ended successfully.

Wu Xingyu's face was as rosy as a ripe peach, radiant and in a very good mood. Her eyes were full of amazement and praise, and she looked at Zhang Yuan with deep emotion:

"My dear disciple, you are really amazing, not simple, really not simple!

With your help in my cultivation, I feel so comfortable that I almost lose my mind, as if I have strayed into a fairyland!"

Seeing Wu Xingyu so happy, Zhang Yuan also started to laugh. He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth, and said with a smile:

"Master, I am very happy to be able to make you happy.

Next, let's practice for two more cycles, but remember to slow down this time, the slower the better."

He leaned forward slightly, looking serious, and explained:

"You have to understand that the purpose of practicing at this moment is not to improve your skills, but to assist in healing. It is correct to use the momentum of practice to allow the medicinal power to penetrate and the meridians to be unblocked."

Wu Xingyu nodded heavily, like a chick pecking at rice, and said in a firm tone:

"Okay, my dear disciple, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I will move forward slowly and steadily from now on."

After that, the second week of cultivation quickly began.

Time passed by so quickly like a white horse passing by silently. Before I knew it, I had completed three consecutive cycles of practice. At this time, three hours had passed.

Over there, the wooden barrel for medicinal bath was filled with hot steam, like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist.

Hei Tao and Margarina were well-trained, and they deftly poured the carefully prepared Chinese medicine liquid into the pot. The aroma of the medicine instantly spread, rich and mellow, like the fragrance of blooming flowers in spring.

Zhang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the steaming wooden barrel, and turned his head to remind Wu Xingyu softly:

“Okay, Master.

The auxiliary training has come to an end for now, it’s time for us to step into the wooden barrel and start the medicinal bath treatment.”

Wu Xingyu took a deep breath, as if to inhale courage into his lungs, and nodded heavily:

"Okay, my dear disciple. I'll have to work hard on you from now on."

Zhang Yuan smiled calmly, as if a breeze was blowing across his face, bringing a hint of coolness:

"This is all within the disciple's responsibility."

At Zhang Yuan's signal, Wu Xingyu slowly took off her clothes, revealing skin as white as jade, as pure as first snow. She lightly lifted her small, white feet and carefully stepped into the medicinal bath tub.

The hot water, carrying the medicinal power, surrounded her instantly. At first, it felt warm and pleasant, like the gentle caress of the warm spring sun, but not long after, something unexpected happened.

Zhang Yuan officially used his methods to repair Wu Xingyu's Dantian.

After only half a while, Wu Xingyu felt a sharp pain like a surging tide, penetrating straight into his bones, as if thousands of arrows pierced his heart, and his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

The originally warm medicinal liquid seemed to turn into boiling magma, burning every inch of her skin and every meridian. Her limbs seemed to be cut by countless steel knives. She was in excruciating pain, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss.

Zhang Yuan saw this and showed concern. He frowned and asked softly:

"Master, if you really can't bear it, let's take a break and continue later. How about it, can you still do it?"