Mysterious Catastrophe

Elder Ge grabbed Aaron's wrist, examined it carefully, shook his head and said, "You suffered too much when you were young, you were underdeveloped, and you lived in a cold and humid place for a long time, resulting in both qi and blood loss. I also missed the best time... and martial arts is the most vital energy, you are like a thin baby, how can you compare with the big guy? Talent is not enough, and it will be useless to practice for two months..."

Of course, the martial arts school will not specifically tell the apprentices about this kind of thing.

After all, open the door to do business, the more fools who send money, the better.

"I believe that if you persevere, there will be repercussions." Aaron's face remained unchanged.

"Confused!"

Ge Lao retorted disapprovingly: "You are born with a lack of talent, and you can get twice the result with half the effort in martial arts. It may take a year to feel a little energy and blood, so how long will it take to gain energy? Ten years, 20 years? How many 20 years are there in your life? Oh...even if you have 20 years You can achieve great strength, but at that time you were over forty, old and frail, your vitality and blood had passed their peak, and began to decline rapidly, and there was no hope for dark strength in your life... and you will be plagued by many diseases! And your life will be shortened!"

"I see, thank you, Mr. Ge, for your guidance."

Aaron sincerely thanks.

But he said in his heart: "Practicing martial arts is really miserable... Oh, it turns out that I still have countless 20 years... That's okay!" '

"Ah... an elm head, it's really rotten wood that can't be carved!"

Old Ge sat back on the reclining chair and said angrily.

On the other hand, Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu who were next to him were eager to hear: "Old Ge...that cheap soup..."

The life of the poor is cheap!

Even if one loses one's lifespan, as long as one can practice martial arts and improve by leaps and bounds, some people will be tempted!

"Hehe... Young people, you are still too immature. When you reach my age, you will know that life and youth are the most precious things."

Ge Lao touched his beard: "The old lady gave me the nickname 'Ge Changsheng'. She is the best at maintaining health. She has lived countless lives in her life and never harmed anyone. If you want to drink the old man's 'Qinglong Desperate Soup', first give me a pulse." .”

He checked the pulses of Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu again, and then nodded: "You..."

Ge Lao pointed to Huang Dacheng: "He has a strong physique and can drink six bowls!"

"You!" This time it was Liang Wu: "You can drink five bowls."

"As for you?" He finally looked at Aaron: "Up to three bowls, you must know that if you go down with this bowl, you will die for a few years... Sigh, I will persuade you one last time, what good is practicing martial arts? Shorten your lifespan !"

'If you let me drink for free, I can drink until you go bankrupt! '

Aaron rolled his eyes in secret, and said seriously: "How can anyone live forever for 50 years?! It's enough to be able to live comfortably past forty. If a man dies, he will die. There is nothing else to ask for!"

"My dear brother, that's exactly what I want to say."

Liang Wu's eyes were red.

"After 50 years of life, is there anyone who can live forever? Well... this sentence has a taste." Elder Ge was a little surprised: "However, selling medicine in pharmacies is a business...'Qinglong Duoming Soup' is worth a tael of silver. Bowl! Buy it now, boil it now, take it while it’s hot, the medicine works best... As for the prescription, it’s the little old man’s life-long painstaking efforts, so don’t worry about it.”

Ge Lao's last sentence implied a warning, but Aaron didn't have this idea in the first place.

Or rather, not now.

After all, to be able to open a medicine hall next to Qingshan Wuguan until now, the background must be harder than him!

"But this tael of silver is really too expensive, can you give me a discount?"

"Hehe...those kids from rich families cost more than a hundred taels of silver for a pair of tonic decoction... this old man's dose of decoction is equivalent to taking a bowl of tonic decoction without damaging the foundation of martial arts. Think about the effect... "

Elder Ge chuckled, obviously he won't lower the price any more.

"May I ask Elder Ge, how often do those rich kids drink the great tonic decoction?"

Aaron thought for a while and asked one last question.

"It could be three or five days, or six or seven days, depending on the family's circumstances... but that Tianjiao's daughter 'Cao Hongyan', it is said that she eats medicinal food every day!"

Old Ge replied slowly.

'really! '

'The rich spend money, the poor spend their lives! '

'What's more tragic is that the lives of the poor are over...the rich still have a lot of gold...'

Aaron thought to himself, he was quite moved when he saw Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu.

In fact, he was even more moved. After all, life is something that he doesn't lack much anyway.

But... no money!

"Life is unsatisfactory, there are six out of ten..."

"Originally, my plan was to successfully enter the martial arts school, and it would be best to win the favor of the master, so I don't have to be afraid of smiling tigers at all..."

'It's a pity... I didn't expect my martial arts qualifications to be really bad...even if two months pass, I may not be able to control my blood! '

"If you want to make money, the fastest way is to go to Lake Taize..."

'But it's not impossible to go back, but fortunately I've been prepared! '

……

At this time, another person walked in.

The drug boy recognized him at a glance, and shouted: "Master... I have a regular customer, grab 'Qinglong Duoshengtang'!"

"Ah."

This prescription is precious, and many medicinal materials are secretly prepared by Ge Lao, so he is the only one who makes and decocts the medicine himself... To put it bluntly, it is to prevent leakage of secrets!

Ge Lao stood up slowly, and went to the pharmacy behind to get the medicine.

The three of Aaron looked at the visitor, but were suddenly stunned: "Three catties?"

The person who came here was Song Sanjin who was sleeping in a large bunk and had already begun to feel his blood!

"You... are here too!"

Song Sanjin had an awkward smile on his face.

"Good guy... so you knew about this a long time ago, but you didn't tell us!" Huang Dacheng said angrily, "What kind of talent is good? It turns out that you also rely on drinking medicine!"

Song Sanjin's face gradually turned red, and his voice became louder: "What's the matter with the medicine? My family knows the news, and they also paid for it. Why should I tell you?"

"This boat of friendship capsizes..."

Aaron felt a little helpless, and walked out of the medicine hall rubbing his forehead.

He looked at Huang Dacheng and the two of them. If he was a little hesitant at first, now he saw a living example—Song Sanjin was here, and he would have to drink a bowl of 'Qinglong Desperate Soup' if he wanted to sell everything!

'But in fact, a bowl of 'Qinglong Duoming Soup' is only equivalent to a bowl of tonic soup for a rich kid... If the qualifications are really bad, one or two bowls may not have much effect. '

With some thought, Aaron returned to the room.

In the room, only Ma Zhu was there, besides that, there were three white cloth sandbags, which were placed side by side on the kang.

"A senior brother came over just now and said that Senior Sister Li from the inner courtyard gave you three things."

Ma Zhu stared at the wall in a daze, and suddenly spoke.

"Thank you."

Aaron picked up a medicinal sandbag, and smelled the aroma of some medicinal herbs at the tip of his nose.

But it was so messy that he couldn't tell the difference.

Think about it too, if you can reverse crack it casually, how can Qingshan Martial Arts sell it for money?

He put the sandbag on the table, picked up the quicksand palm, and slapped it down!

Snapped!

The table trembled, and a palm print was dented on the medicine sandbag.

Aaron's face remained unchanged, and he slapped again, this time changing the back of his hand.

With the continuous whipping, the medicinal scent of the medicinal sandbag became more and more intense. Every time I slapped my palms, it seemed that a trace of coolness poured into my palms.

'This medicine sandbag is used to exercise palm strength, it is really effective! '

'However, after such repeated forging, the scent of the medicine will disappear after ten days, and then it will hurt the hand instead. '

Boom!

Boom!

Ma Zhu turned his head, as if he couldn't hold it anymore: "This medicine sandbag won't last long... If you can't sense Qi and blood for two months, it means that you don't have enough talent to learn martial arts, and you won't be able to become a master in the future... And the whole Qingshan Martial Arts Center , the only ones who can be called masters are the master and the elder brother!"

"Oh."

Aaron replied calmly, and continued to hone his palm strength.

"Did you listen to me? We are all trash! There is no hope!" Ma Zhu couldn't help it, and began to speak angrily.

"It's not your fault to be mediocre, but it's not right to feel sorry for yourself."

Aaron continued to beat the sandbag without looking back.

Ma Zhu didn't fully understand, but became even more angry, and simply fell on the bed, pulled the quilt, covered his head and face, completely depressed...

……

ten days later.

Aaron discarded the useless sandbag and glanced at the attribute panel:

[Martial Arts: Quicksand Palm (Introduction)]

"It's really hopeless..."

He murmured and walked into the room.

Over the past few days, some people have come and gone in the yard.

After Song Sanjin and Huang Dacheng had a quarrel, they moved to another yard.

It is said that he has initially grasped the qi and blood, and as long as he is proficient in the 'quick sand palm technique' and comprehended the 'quick sand meaning', he can try to refine the qi and blood into bright energy and become a vigorous martial artist!

As for Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu, after taking a bowl of 'Qinglong Desperate Soup' each, they practiced harder, but after all, they were a little short and still couldn't feel Qi and blood.

Aaron had expected this.

Song Sanjin may have a good talent in himself, and with the help of soup and medicine, he worked hard to sense Qi and blood.

It is normal to have one talent in a yard with good talent, but two or three are monsters!

After Liang Wu cried a lot, he had already resigned to his fate. He came a few days earlier than Lun, and he was already packing his bags.

But Huang Dacheng didn't give up, he drank the soup again, and recently he was looking around to borrow money with red eyes, planning to renew his tuition for another two months, and even asked Aaron to come here!

In this regard, Aaron expressed helplessness.

Chapter 540 Continue Fishing

"Fang Yu, it has been two months since you entered the martial arts gym."

On the martial arts field.

Senior brother Ding Shan pressed his hand on Aaron's lower abdomen: "Try to sense the blood..."

Aaron closed his eyes, trying hard to sense the qi and blood that he couldn't sense at all.

After a few breaths, Ding Shan withdrew his palm in disappointment, and became expressionless: "Fang Yu...can't control his vitality. If he wants to continue studying in the martial arts school, he has to pay money! How do you choose?"

"The disciple doesn't have much money, so he can only go back to fish first, and come back to study after saving enough money in the future." Aaron replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"You... ugh..."

Ding Shan didn't say anything, he waved his hand and told Aaron to leave.

Aaron saluted, and left under the gazes of many of his peers who hurt others or gloated at his misfortune, and returned to his small courtyard.

In the room, Liang Wu had already left.

Ma Zhu is still the same as before. Strangers are not allowed to enter.

As for Huang Dacheng?

This kid seems to have borrowed a sum of money, so he successfully paid the fee a few days ago. It is obvious that he is not dead, and he wants to continue.

At this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he muttered to himself: "Soon... I'm about to feel the blood... It's very simple..."

The few new apprentices didn't dare to approach him, for fear that he would suddenly go crazy and hurt others.

"Everyone, see you later."