Mysterious Catastrophe

'Generally speaking, out of ten ordinary people, one or two can hold their blood within a month or two... So, I'm still a middle-aged man? '

"It's a pity... the martial arts school only allows two months of study, and then I have to pay tuition fees... I have no money..."

In fact, practicing martial arts is quite expensive.

Huang Dacheng, Liang Wu, Song Sanjin and others in a Datong shop are also at the bottom of the chain of contempt, but at least they have family support.

You can't buy medicinal food that nourishes qi and blood, but it is still feasible to bite the bullet and buy a sandbag of one tael of silver.

According to them, practicing martial arts with sandbags is indeed effective in getting twice the result with half the effort.

Among them, Song Sanjin was the most unexpected.

This little blacksmith has already started to sense the blood from time to time, although it is still very vague, but senior brother Ding Shan thinks that he will be able to control the blood within two months, which makes him usually blue-eyed.

This made the originally delicate dormitory relationship more complicated.

However, warriors who are not motivated still can't beat Aaron, so they are still respectful on the surface.

Aaron didn't think about snatching their medicine sandbags for his own use, which is obviously a source of income for Qingshan Martial Arts.

If you move it by yourself, you will touch the bottom line, and the consequences will be much more troublesome than a fight.

"This life...you have to endure loneliness, and learn to accept your mediocrity, and you can't always be against yourself."

Aaron sighed and stood up.

At this time, the door opened, and Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu walked in.

Since Song Sanjin began to sense Qi and blood, the three small groups officially parted ways, but now they are closer to Fang Yu.

As for Ma Zhu?

That's the Lone Ranger one.

If it weren't for Aaron's words, he would have been bullied to death before.

Originally, Aaron thought that the other party looked at him with bitterness and hatred. Could it be that he had set up a protagonist template?

But seeing Ma Zhu practicing more every day, working harder than himself, but still unable to feel his vitality, he suddenly felt that even if he was a protagonist, he probably belonged to the mortal stream...

"Of course... the more likely reason is that despite the bitterness and deep hatred, there is no protagonist's life..."

Aaron made a comment in his heart and asked, "Seeing the happy faces on your faces, what's the matter?"

"Brother Fang, the inner courtyard is here to live."

Huang Dacheng said excitedly: "A senior sister has made a new breakthrough, and her bright energy is gradually growing... Some people can't control their own strength, so they need people to be proficient in martial arts, and they are recruiting people... just give a medicine sandbag for one night, then It's just a tael of silver!"

"It's not worth a tael of silver. The medicinal materials in the medicine sandbag are the exclusive secret recipe of the martial arts school, and the cost is definitely not worth a tael of silver." Aaron shook his head and said: "In addition... the martial arts is a transformation. The strength of the whole body is greatly increased. We were injured by a miss, and the soup and medicine cost more than one tael."

"Brother Fang, please don't worry. The senior sister has already agreed. If you are injured, you can go to Huichuntang to see a doctor. The soup and medicine are all covered!"

Liang Wu laughed.

"If that's the case, then you can go and have a look."

Aaron nodded: "Let's go!"

Martial arts gyms also have the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard. Ordinary apprentices like Aaron naturally live in the outer courtyard, while the enterprising disciples live in the inner courtyard.

On the way, Aaron heard from Liang Wu that the student named Li Qinglan joined the inner courtyard, but Master Xue Qingshan did not come back, so he did not learn from him.

Ok……

This master Xue seems to travel far a lot, and it is not uncommon for him not to come back for a few months.

The three of them went all the way to the inner school grounds, and met that Senior Sister Li Qinglan.

When he first saw each other, Aaron was a little disappointed.

Li Qinglan looked to be in her twenties, with thick hands and big feet, rough skin, and masculine facial features. She couldn't be called ugly, but she definitely couldn't be called beautiful either.

'But this is normal... According to Lin Guo's ancient concept, it is better to be beautiful, to dress up beautifully, and to marry a good husband than anything else!Why bother to practice martial arts?Have tanned skin and thick hands and feet? '

'It's impossible to say that there are no ones who are really determined to be martial arts, but they are also very beautiful, but they are absolutely rare! '

Although he was slandered, Aaron still followed Huang Dacheng honestly and called senior sister hello.

"Well, you have obviously agreed to come here."

Li Qinglan was slapping the stake, but when she turned her head to speak, she seemed to have lost her strength and was unable to stop.

boom!

With this palm, the surface of the stake shattered directly, revealing a clear palm print.

"Feel sorry……"

She showed a seemingly friendly smile, but made Huang Dacheng and other disciples shudder: "I just broke through, and I can't grasp the strength, but don't worry, I will practice on the wooden stakes first, and then I will brush the human stakes. I promise not to seriously injure you. And soup and medicine are all included!"

Liang Wu's calf began to tremble.

On the contrary, Aaron became interested.

After all, he had very little communication with the disciples of the inner court. Well, most of them are also the children of real aristocratic families. They were born with rich clothes and good food, and they can take great tonic medicines, so they can practice martial arts at a young age.

On weekdays, this kind of person is like a phoenix in the clouds, high and low, almost ignoring outer court disciples like them, just like a person wearing good shoes who sees mud, and would not bother to step on it!

"Dingshan is right in saying that a martial artist is a boxer!"If you want to know what 'jin' is, you will know it with one punch! '

Aaron looked at Li Qinglan with eager eyes: "Senior Sister, I'll come first!"

"Oh? Success!"

Li Qinglan's eyes lit up: "Come and hit me! Use your strongest moves! Don't be afraid of hurting me! After you put your strength into it, it's completely different from before!"

"excuse me!"

Aaron secretly withdrew a lot of strength and punched forward.

With a calm expression, Li Qinglan stretched out a palm to block.

boom!

When the fist hit the palm, Aaron suddenly felt a huge force coming. Li Qinglan's body strength was much smaller than his, but in this palm, there was a kind of tyrannical force that made him fall down. Fly out and lie on the ground.

'So this is 'Ming Jin'?In addition to the original body strength, add another gravity? '

"The effect of force is reciprocal. I intentionally lost a little bit of strength in punching. It is Kanglong Youhui. Even if I encounter a stronger force and be rebounded, it will not be too serious..."

Aaron got up and shook his arms, with a look of pain on his face.

"Next!"

Li Qinglan hooked her fingers.

Liang Wu gritted his teeth and went forward: "Senior Sister, please show mercy."

Using the Quicksand Palm move, he staggered his palms and hit Li Qinglan.

With a flash of Li Qinglan's figure, she came behind Liang Wu and swept her legs.

Snapped!

Liang Wu knelt on the ground and screamed loudly.

"Sorry, junior brother, this senior sister wants to try her skills..."

Li Qinglan said while pointing to Huang Dacheng.

Chapter 539 Decoction

"That's right, Ming Jin can be attached not only to the arms, but also to the legs to increase explosive power!"

Aaron's eyes lit up as he watched from the side: "After getting into it, it really is an all-round increase!"

"Master... Sister, please forgive me!"

When Huang Dacheng came to the field, his legs had already started to feel weak.

This made Li Qinglan instinctively displeased.

She is a martial artist, so she likes the kind of tough guy like Junior Brother Fang Yu, who fights against each other when there is a disagreement!

He looks down on Huang Dacheng's soft personality.

As soon as she thought about it, she had already rushed in front of Huang Dacheng, easily blocked Huang Dacheng's substandard palm technique, reached out with both hands, grabbed him, held him high above her head, and threw him out.

Snapped!

"what!"

Huang Dacheng screamed: "My chest hurts...the bone is broken, broken..."

"How miserable!"

Aaron went over to take a look and found that at least two ribs were broken, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Today is not enough fun, but the disciples of the outer court can no longer make me feel threatened..." Li Qinglan put her hands behind her back: "I will send your medicine sandbags to the yard... Well, those who are injured go to the 'Rejuvenation Hall' next door and find a sitting hall." "Master Ge" treats the wounds...I have already told him that the soup and medicine will be paid for by me."

"Thank you, Sister!"

Aaron clasped his fists in salute, supported one with each hand, and the three of them staggered and staggered to the "Rejuvenation Hall" next to Qingshan Martial Arts Hall.

All kinds of medicinal materials are neatly stacked in Huichuntang, and there are busy drug boys behind the counter.

A herbal smell hits the face.

At the front and back of the hall, an old man was lying on a wicker rocking chair with a teacup and teapot in his hand.

He was wearing a Gehuang robe, half-closed his eyes, a yellow wooden hairpin was inserted into his hair, and he had a goatee on his chin.

At this moment, the nose moved: "Is there a patient?"

"But Master Ge who is sitting in the hall? The three of us are disciples of Qingshan Martial Arts Academy, and we came here under the order of Senior Sister Li Qinglan..."

Aaron clasped his fists politely.

"I understand, bruises, keep accounts!"

Master Ge stood up and looked at Huang Dacheng first: "The young man has a broken rib? Hehe... Qinglan's little girl is very serious."

He showed it to Liang Wu again: "I have a leg injury, I need a splint..."

Finally grabbed Aaron's arm: "Small injury...it's okay! It will be fine after a night of sleep. Hmm...Who will sign the painting?"

Both Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu were injured, and they may not be able to read.

"Let me do it……"

Aaron sighed, grabbed the account book and looked at it, and found that it was indeed recorded in Li Qinglan's name, so he signed the charge.

"Are you literate?"

Elder Ge asked suddenly.

"I understand a little." Aaron cherished words like gold.

"It's rare." Ge Lao nodded, and didn't say much, but looked at Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu: "You have two choices, which is the first... It hurts for a hundred days, I opened it Medicine, you go home and cultivate slowly."

"Doctor, doctor, this won't work, we are all outer court disciples, and now there is only less than a month left."

Huang Dacheng said anxiously, and secretly regretted that he shouldn't have taken on this private job.

"Then you can only choose the second one... If you want to heal the injury quickly, you have to use ruthless medicine, use the medicine of tiger and wolf to cut down the source, stimulate the blood... and shorten the life span!"

Ge Lao shook his head and said: "When you practice martial arts, you also convert qi and blood into strength... But the human body's vitality is limited, too much damage to qi and blood, and life is also shortened...But no martial artist will end well, after four or five years Tens to be riddled with various diseases, even the master of Yijin Huajin cannot escape the vulgarity... It is difficult to die!"

"Shoushou?"

Aaron's eyes narrowed slightly: "Old Ge, I see those children of everyone are vying to practice martial arts...and taking great tonic decoction."

"What? You little cunning want a dose too?" Elder Ge regained his energy.

This great tonic prescription can make more money than ordinary bruises.

"No, I just want to ask, is there any cheaper one?" Aaron replied without blushing and panting.

"Cheaper ones, of course."

Ge Lao touched his black and white goatee: "But the great tonic decoction contains ginseng, cinnamon, atractylodes macrocephala, exotic animal flesh and other things that can nourish qi and blood, and the emphasis is on 'tonic'. A dose of gold is worth a lot. !"

"And those who want to be cheap can only use crooked ways to cut down their own vitality and stimulate blood... Cheap is cheap, but without external supplements, you can only ask for it from yourself, which is an overdrawn way... Shorten your life!"

"You boy... let me feel the pulse first."