Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

Most of the martial arts duels are decided by one move, and enough resistance to blows can even shock the opponent.

As for modern duels, there is no need to say more.

Ding Dong!

Just when Lin Qing was smug, the phone rang suddenly.

"The transfer income from your account ending in 899 is 50000.00, and the current RMB available balance is 51383.4 yuan."

Has the bounty arrived?

Lin Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

The transfer efficiency is quite fast.

At the same time, news from Qin Lue was also sent.

"Brother Lin, have you received the bounty. {Silly smile}"

Lin Qing immediately turned back: "Yeah, brother Qin, I didn't expect the efficiency of the top to be so fast."

"Hehe, the bounties are issued from the city level, and then to the townships. There are several hands in the process. I thought that Brother Lin should use the money urgently. I went to say hello in the morning, and omitted the unnecessary procedures in the middle. .”

Lin Qing suddenly realized that it was so.

Without Qin Lue's help, I'm afraid I would have to wait another three to five days.

Lin Qing thanked him, and said with concern: "Thank you, Brother Qin, what kind of legs do you have?"

"It's nothing serious, I put plaster on, but I was scolded by my wife, haha."

"Yeah, it's fine."

After sending this message, Lin Qing thought about it, and then sent Qin Lue the details and essentials of his two-day practice of basalt martial arts.

After 2 minutes, Qin Lue sent a message.

"Brother Lin... have you already mastered Xuanwu Kungfu?"

"Yeah, I've studied it for the past two days, and I'll contact you if I have any new insights."

Yongning Town Police Station.

Qin Lue, who had one foot on the table, was drinking wolfberry tea, when he saw the message from Lin Qing, he spit out the tea.

"Boss, are you okay?"

The young man on the side hurriedly asked with concern.

"No, it's fine."

Qin Lue didn't care about his burnt mouth, and stared blankly at the chat panel between the two, dumbfounded.

After a little research for two days, I just got started?

I have studied it for more than ten years and have not made any progress!

Could this young man named Lin Qing really be a martial arts prodigy? !

Chapter 22 The clinic asks for medicine, Huoluo Xiaoling pill!

After happily ending the conversation with Qin Lue, Lin Qing went out and walked towards the clinic.

With money in hand, don't panic.

The importance of medicine tonic is self-evident, and since Dr. Zheng had finished taking the medicine prescribed for him, Lin Qing asked if he could ask the other party to prescribe two more tonics that would help his cultivation.

5 yuan is enough for him to eat for a long time.

During the 15-minute journey, he ran all the way, and finally arrived at the clinic at the foot of the mountain in only 5 minutes, just in time to see Dr. Zheng who was drying the traditional Chinese medicine.

"You came?"

Doctor Zheng patted his lower back, as if he had guessed that Lin Qing would come.

"Yesterday I wanted to come to help, but I heard that the old man went up to the mountain to gather medicine."

Lin Qing scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

"Then you can help me dry the medicine first."

The old gentleman pointed to the medicinal materials on the ground, and sat tremblingly on the ponytail.

"okay."

Lin Qing's memory is still pretty good, which has something to do with his spiritual attributes beyond ordinary people.

The last time Dr. Zheng explained the drying methods of different medicinal materials, he memorized them all.

"Mr., next time if you want to go up the mountain to collect herbs, you can call me."

Lin Qing said while drying the traditional Chinese medicine.

"Okay, I'm used to living alone, and I forgot that your kid came back from the city."

Dr. Zheng squinted his eyes and smiled, his expression lost in thought, and he sighed: "Back then, your grandma also asked me to take her to gather medicine every day."

Lin Qing nodded, not too curious about the story of the two of them.

When the elderly are old, what they want is actually very simple, and that is company.

Grandma and Dr. Zheng both live at home alone, and they don't have any children to accompany them. It's not so lonely to be together, and it's good.

Doctor Zheng squinted his eyes and looked Lin Qing up and down, and said meaningfully: "Xiao Linzi, are you planning to go back to the city again this trip?"

"Well, I won't come back." Lin Qing didn't think about it.

If he put it in the original place, he would still have concerns.

But after having the golden finger, Lin Qing felt that he had stepped into the path of martial arts, and felt the mystery of it.

Earning money to support a family, getting married and having children, running around in big cities to support a family of three, and bowing in front of the leaders, it is better to practice martial arts wholeheartedly and seek longevity in this unattended village.

"Xiao Linzi, you should think about it, there is a dead end for passing on martial arts."

Doctor Zheng seemed to have thought of something and sighed.

"In this life, the most lacking thing is time, and the most time-consuming thing is to pass on martial arts. The longer you go on this road, the more time you will find, until you finally fall down on the road and can't rest in peace."

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

It is also applicable to Chuanwu.

"Practicing martial arts, no matter how powerful your talent is, you can't resist life, old age, sickness and death on this road. At most, it will make your body stronger than ordinary people. Can this help you make money in big cities?"

The old man seemed to be persuading Lin Qing that there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and he will be right when he turns back.

Lin Qing put the last net of traditional Chinese medicine on the shelf and grinned: "Everyone has his own aspirations."

He understood Dr. Zheng's good intentions.

But Lin Qing has a system. If it is a skill that ordinary people can break through in ten years, he only took ten days?

The unknown limit of Chuanwu is his own limit.

"Old man, did you also practice martial arts when you were young?"

Lin Qing asked curiously.

He could feel it before that Dr. Zheng has a solid foundation.

Dr. Zheng nodded, and sighed, "What's the use of practicing? Wouldn't it be hard to go up the mountain to collect medicine when you're old?"

Lin Qing picked up the mineral water, took a big sip, and said happily: "Old man, passing on martial arts is just to strengthen your body and cultivate your sentiments. If you want to reverse life, old age, sickness and death, you probably need to practice immortality."

Hearing this, Dr. Zheng laughed out loud like a crack through a dry stump.

"Yeah, boy, you are right. I got the idea." He got up, waved his hands, and walked towards the back room: "Come here, let me take your pulse."

"okay."

Lin Qing chuckled, and ran over to hold Dr. Zheng by his arm.

The two sat down, and Dr. Zheng rested on Lin Qing's pulse, squinting his eyes and muttering something he couldn't understand.

After about 5 minutes, Lin Qing felt a little nervous.

I'm still feeling my pulse after such a long time, so I won't have any problems with my training, right?

At this moment, Dr. Zheng raised his eyelids, his cloudy eyes filled with surprise.

"Sir?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Lin Qing reminded him in a low voice.

"Strange, really strange."

Dr. Zheng kept shaking his head, and Lin Qing's heart almost jumped out of his eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Why is your blood growing so fast?"

Hearing this, Lin Qing let out a sigh of relief.

Don't talk too much, old man.

"The qi and blood are full and not floating, thick and solid, which is completely different from the last time I felt the pulse."

Doctor Zheng asked: "You boy, have you taken any tonic recently?"

"It's the two medicines you prescribed."

Lin Qing answered truthfully.

"It shouldn't be, how could it improve so quickly?"

Dr. Zheng was a little confused, he had never seen him in many years of practice.

Qi and blood are compared to attributes, which should be related to constitution.

And in just a few days, Lin Qing's physique has improved by 0.12, even a genius can't improve so fast.

Dr. Zheng looked at Lin Qing with a solemn expression: "Boy Lin, I will prescribe another tonic for you. You should go back and take it for three days before coming back."

Then, he took out a prescription and began to write.

"This medicine is called Huoluo Xiaoling Pill. I have slightly improved it for warriors. Apart from activating qi and blood, it also has the effect of strengthening muscles and strengthening bones."

After Dr. Zheng finished writing, he blew on the prescription that was not yet dry.

Lin Qing was slightly taken aback.

The basalt martial art he is practicing now has high demands on the muscles and bones. Could it be that Dr. Zheng saw this?

True healers really prescribe the right medicine, and in this way, the basalt power can improve rapidly.

This old man is hiding something.

"You should know how to rub honey pills. The three-day dosage is 2000 yuan in total. WeChat or Alipay?"

Doctor Zheng packed the medicinal materials and put them in front of Lin Qing, and asked with a smile.

Lin Qing frowned.

The pills for three days cost 2000 yuan. Practicing martial arts is like swallowing money!

However, Chinese medicine for strengthening muscles and bones is indeed very expensive. If it is placed in those large Chinese pharmacies, the price may be several times higher.

Besides, the prescription may not be as effective as Dr. Zheng's.

Lin Qing paid the money, thanked him for taking the medicine, and turned to leave.

"Boy Lin, since you have decided to step into the path of martial arts, practice hard and keep going."

Doctor Zheng's voice came from behind.

Lin Qing turned around and bowed solemnly, "I see, old sir."

"Well, go back."

Doctor Zheng waved his hand with a smile.

When Lin Qing gradually moved away, he let out a long sigh with a regretful expression on his face.

"What a good seed, but it's a pity that he has the foundation of Taijiquan. If his method of strengthening muscles and bones is perfect, maybe he still has a chance."

Doctor Zheng coughed twice suddenly, his face turned pale.