The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 6
Carrying the package of medicinal materials, Xiang Yang hurried all the way to the residential area where his home was located before dark. In the end, he chopped two catties of pork chops at the pork shop at the entrance of the alley, and then sold them to the wine stall on the side. The wine gourd hanging on his waist was full before he returned to his small courtyard.

When he came to the kitchen, Xiang Yang put down the things in his hands, picked up the torch by the wall and blew it away, lit the oil lamp in front of the stove, and looked at the environment in front of him by the dim light.

Just like in memory, there is a stove against the west wall, with a big iron pot on it, and the adobe kang in his room behind it. In the cold winter, add a few burning rough firewood to the stove, and you won’t feel cold all day.

To the north is a square cabinet, made of rough wood. The red itself is a little whitish, and the bottom is also a little damp. Xiang Yang opened it and saw that there were more than a dozen pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the first floor, and a small iron on the second floor. There is also a chain for hanging beside the pot.

And at the bottom is a porcelain earthen pot, which has been covered with a lot of dust because it has not been used for a long time. It is used by Xiang Yang's family to cook medicine, and it is also the treasure that Xiang Yang needs most at this moment.

"Iron Crotch Kung Fu is simple to say, there is nothing special about external Kung Fu, it can be practiced by individuals, but the most important and most essential thing is the level of oral decoction, because it is with the help of the power of medicine, supplemented by external Kung Fu, it is possible to consolidate and nourish the essence. achieve something.”

Generally speaking, masters who teach martial arts or experienced professionals make the medicinal soup needed for martial arts training. This can lock the medicinal power in the medicinal soup to the maximum extent and prevent it from volatilizing, thus making the practice more effective with half the effort. .

However, Xiang Yang has no master, nor does he know any professionals who specialize in brewing and refining medicine, so he can only do it by himself, but even this has little impact, because when the Wordless Book of Heaven passed the iron crotch skill to Xiang Yang, it was already Supplemented with detailed explanations and narrations, even if Xiang Yang is a novice, he is [-]% sure.

Take out the earthen pot, take it to the yard and wash it with clean water, and take out a pile of firewood from the east wall of the kitchen. When you feel that it is almost enough, you scoop up clean water, fill the earthen pot to eighty-tenths full, and then light a fire in the courtyard, and firewood Lit up, illuminating the dark courtyard.

Xiang Yang hoisted the earthen pot for boiling medicine with a bracket and placed it on top of the burning firewood. Finally, he took out the herbs from the kitchen and spread them out one by one. Distinction.

"That's right, the boy is fairly honest, especially the seven-dollar Polygonum multiflorum, which looks really good."

Xiang Yang's eyes reflected the burning flames, and he was very satisfied. The rest of the medicinal materials belonged to the genus of invigorating qi and strengthening yang. Some barefoot doctors in the countryside can also go up to the mountain to collect them, but Polygonum multiflorum is different. It is a rare herb, which is also the finishing touch of this prescription. pen.

Polygonum multiflorum is also known as Polygonum multiflora, Purple Wuteng, Yejiaoteng, etc. The roots can calm the nerves and nourish blood, activate collaterals and detoxify, and making Shouwu can nourish essence and blood, black beard and hair, and strengthen bones and muscles.

Don't underestimate the seven-dollar Polygonum multiflorum, which is enough for Xiang Yang to brew seven times, and one month of practice is enough, and after one month of practice, Xiang Yang's strength will definitely increase a lot.

As time passed, Xiang Yang kept guarding the side of the medicine jar, carefully observing the heat below, lowering the fire when it was high and blowing it up when the fire was low. Dare to relax, not careless at all.

After half an hour passed, except for Polygonum multiflorum, there was a large part left on the yellow paper beside Xiang Yang for the next brewing, and the medicine pot in front of him was overflowing with a strong medicinal smell.

Xiang Yang looked at it and felt that the difference was not too much, so he covered the mouth of the medicine jar with gauze prepared in advance, poured the boiled medicine into several large bowls, and threw away all the remaining medicine residues except Polygonum multiflorum.

And this is just the beginning, medicine soup and medicine soup, what you get now is only medicine, wait for Xiang Yang to clean up the medicine jar, pour the medicine medicine into the jar again, put the chopped pork and beaten white wine into the medicine jar and continue to use it for a while The fire is stewed carefully, it is a medicinal soup.

Sitting on a small wooden bench, looking at the starlight in the sky, and smelling the fragrance gradually emitted from the medicine pot beside him, Xiang Yang felt peaceful in his heart, and his mind was empty, feeling that although the current life is not as game animation, it is more real.

It wasn't until the medicine jar beside him gurgled that Xiang Yang turned his attention, poured the medicine soup inside into a large bowl, and poured the rest into a large bamboo tube.

After tidying up the yard, Xiang Yang went back to the yard and tasted the medicinal soup. He smacked his lips when he was done. There was no salt, no monosodium glutamate, no thirteen spices, no green onion and garlic. The taste was very bad, but it was for practicing martial arts. A bowl of urine, he had to drink it while pinching his nose, so he really pinched his nose and drank it.

The medicinal soup enters the throat, like a stream of fire rushing into Xiang Yang's body, along the throat into the stomach, and then the whole body is warm, as if the whole person is standing under the scorching sun toast.

"When the body is burning like a fire and the mind is in a trance, it is the critical moment to pinch the hidden acupoints and stimulate the human body. You can't stay in the yard and go back to the house."

Xiang Yang felt the abnormality in his body, and his face was happy. He was not afraid that you didn't respond, but he was afraid that your reaction was not strong enough. Now he is in a very strange state. It is just a medicine soup, which has such an immediate effect, making him an earth nerd. Excited.

Returning to the house, lighting the oil lamp, without taking off his shoes, Xiang Yang jumped directly on the kang, and stretched out the neatly folded quilt on one side, covering his body, while there was no strands under his body, The practice of Iron Crotch Kung Fu is probably a little embarrassing at this point.

Think about those people who need the guidance of a master on one side to practice iron crotch kung fu. Xiang Yang has a toothache just thinking about it. The limitations of iron crotch kung fu determine that practitioners can only be men. Looking at another old man with a wrinkled face, the last two still had a serious face, as if they were facing a big enemy, tsk tsk.

In fact, Xiang Yang was already a little distracted at this time, commonly known as distracted, and Xiang Yang's fair skin on his body became fiery red and hot, like being roasted on a fire, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

"It's time." Xiang Yang's face turned serious, and all the messy thoughts disappeared. He lifted the quilt covering his body, pinched the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and began to knead and pat on the dantian of the lower abdomen, while holding down the dantian with his left hand. The position one inch below the navel is rotated, and the whole body is like a dragon's coil, like a dog's song, completely relaxed.

In his heart, Xiang Yang condensed a stove in his heart according to the concept of iron crotch skill, burning blazingly. It sounds mysterious, but it is actually a way to divert attention.

With the passage of time, Xiang Yang's body returned to normal from the fiery redness at the beginning, but his body was sweating a little, and even a little heat was generated at night, even if he was not wearing anything, he didn't feel cold.

And Xiang Yang, who had been concentrating on contemplating the stove, fell into a strange situation unknowingly. In his feeling, his body, head and limbs all disappeared. Only three inches below the lower abdomen, there were clusters of hot air There, like a flame burning, it became more and more prosperous.

This is the manifestation of the growth of energy and the abundance of Yuanyang. Starting today, Xiang Yang has truly opened the door to martial arts.

(End of this chapter)