Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 30 Medicinal Bath Forging
It was three poles high in the sun, and noon passed quickly.

Until the sky turned golden, Chu Changqing, who was practicing his sword skills in the courtyard, heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

He stopped and looked sideways. Not long after, Wang Wancai and Wang Wenyuan arrived.

Chu Changqing turned the handle of the knife, pointed it toward the ground, raised his hands and bowed: "Master, Mr. Wang."

Both nodded.

Then Wang Wancai handed him an inverted triangular wooden order with the word "武" written in gold letters on it.

On the back is written his name and apprenticeship.

"You must keep this thing in hand. Losing it means losing your identity. It is difficult to replace it." Wang Wancai and Chu Changqing said.

Chu Changqing took the wooden order, the joy in his eyes was no longer concealed, "Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

Become!

At this moment, he completely became a Daxuan warrior and had his own identity!
Not only is he better than ordinary people, he no longer needs to be afraid of being discovered when practicing martial arts from now on.

"Well, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first. You can practice martial arts well. Maybe in the near future, the palace will still need the protection of you and your master."

Hearing this, Chu Changqing looked up in surprise and found that Wang Wancai had already left the courtyard gate.

What does Wang Wancai mean by what he just said?
He turned to look at Wang Wenyuan: "Master."

Wang Wenyuan understood what he meant, but just shook his head and said: "Mr. Wang and I don't know the details."

"I'm going to the county government office today. Mr. Wang was planning to cause a lot of blood."

"What's strange is that the county magistrate, who usually likes to suck blood like a tick, actually handed out this identity token without any embarrassment."

"He even joked about whether he should consider recruiting more disciples."

When Chu Changqing heard about it, the first thought in his mind was: Monsters are rampant, the court is short of people, and there is a shortage of people with strong martial arts skills.

"This world may be in complete chaos."

Wang Wenyuan murmured and then said to Chu Changqing: "However, you don't have to think so much. The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. Small characters like us cannot resist the general trend."

Chu Changqing expressed his understanding.

He left his slave status and acquired the status of a warrior, not just because he wanted to quickly improve his strength and strive to control his own destiny.

No matter how turbulent the times are now, he cannot interfere.

What he can do is to hurry up and become stronger, so that when disaster strikes, he can have his own capital.

"Don't practice sword practice recently."

Wang Wenyuan and Chu Changqing said this.

Chu Changqing was puzzled, but he had some guesses in his mind: "Master, do you want me to practice boxing first?"

As the saying goes, when learning martial arts, you should first learn boxing, then learn sticks. If the boxing and sticks are distinct, the skills of swords and spears will be easier to master.

Wang Wenyuan nodded and then shook his head: "Yes and no."

"With your understanding, I'm not particularly worried about the technical aspects, but I need to make up for the external foundation."

"follow me."

When the two arrived at Wang Wenyuan's residence, Chu Changqing found two servants pouring something into a large wooden barrel, which was very dark.

He guessed it was Chinese medicine because the smell of medicine in the courtyard was very strong.

"Go ahead, take off your clothes and get in the bucket."

Chu Changqing said in surprise: "This is."

"Medicinal bath." Wang Wenyuan didn't wait for Chu Changqing's question to finish, and explained himself: "Although your bones and body bones are slightly stronger than ordinary people, there is still a big difference after all."

Chu Changqing agreed with Wang Wenyuan's words.

The time he traveled through was too short. Even if he intended to supplement his nutrition and exercise, it would still be less than a month.

The original owner has suffered losses for more than ten years and cannot be replenished overnight.

"Do you know why most disciples like to accept disciples under twelve?" Facing Wang Wenyuan's question, Chu Changqing shook his head.

He knew the rules for accepting disciples, but he really didn't know why the limit was set to 12 years old.

"Because children under the age of 12 have not fully started to grow, it is most appropriate to train them at this time. In addition to their young age, many basics are instilled in them at this time, and they will remember it firmly."

"If you are over twelve, your body bones have begun to grow. For many martial artists, it is not perfect enough. Although you can teach it, there is obviously a better one, so why bother to accommodate."

Chu Changqing nodded slowly, it turned out to be because of this.

Wang Wenyuan glanced at Chu Changqing and found that he was not disappointed, then continued: "Don't worry, although you are not young anymore, our sect's secret medicine can still make up for your losses a little."

"go in."

Chu Changqing: "Yes!"

After taking off his clothes and getting into the steaming wooden barrel, Chu Changqing shivered.

Being surrounded by warm and sticky moisture gave him a very strange feeling, which was quite comfortable.

"Close your eyes, breathe using the breathing method in Qiqiao Fist, and concentrate."

After hearing Wang Wenyuan's instructions, Chu Changqing immediately followed it.

After closing his eyes and practicing the breathing method, he suddenly felt that the originally warm environment around him began to heat up.

The temperature is rising steadily, and the suitable water temperature is almost boiling water.

Just when he was a little unbearable and wanted to open his eyes and come out, Wang Wenyuan shouted: "Changqing, hold on!"

"You are born with deficiencies and acquired deficiencies. It is extremely difficult to make up for the acquired deficiencies in order to supplement the innate talents."

"Although this medicinal bath is painful, it can greatly restore your body. You must endure it!"

"I won't interrupt your exercise by talking anymore. You can concentrate on the breathing method. What an accident, you have a great teacher here."

"Trust is the teacher."

Chu Changqing didn't answer, gritted his teeth and calmed down.

Although he doesn't know how different he is from those who have become warriors since childhood, Wang Wenyuan's words must make sense.

He doesn't like pain. This is the human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

But if this short-term pain can benefit him for a long time, Chu Changqing wants to say: Then come!

The breathing method is still running, and the temperature around him is still "rising".

It was as if he was now in boiling water. Gradually, he felt that his skin had been completely burned away. The pain was unbearable. His lips had turned white and his face was bloodless. Every second, his whole body was suffering. .

He didn't know how long he persisted, but when he was almost fainting, he suddenly felt that his skin was "breathing"!
One piece and one piece, one piece and one piece.
Between this opening and closing, large masses of warm energy entered his body.

Different from the pain on the surface of the body, after this warm energy entered his body, it flowed to his limbs. The comfortable feeling fascinated him.

As a result, Chu Changqing is now at two extremes.

The surface of the body is tormented, but the body feels comfortable, as if one is in the ninth realm of ice and fire.

Wang Wenyuan, who had been watching at the door, waited from sunset to the third watch, during which Wang Wancai came once.

Wang Wenyuan's expression changed from distressed to surprised to now shocked.

This kid is too tolerant!

He has never experienced this medicinal bath, because his talent was good enough since he was a child, and he joined the sect early enough, so he didn't need it.

But he had seen other senior brothers having sex with him.

He has seen many strong-willed brothers stay in it for half a stick of incense or even a few sips of tea before they can no longer endure it, which shows the pain of taking this medicinal bath.

But why Chu Changqing?
Why did it last so long?
Moreover, his breathing gradually became calmer, indicating that he was slowly enduring or adapting to this kind of pain!
Wang Wenyuan's shocked face was filled with regret.

Why didn't he meet such a good seedling earlier?

(End of this chapter)