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Chapter 10 Medicated Bath
"Hi!"

Chu Linguang tried to lift the 120-pound stone lock again and again.

With the help of Chao Tianjin and the strengthening of breathing during this period, his physical fitness has changed significantly.

After successfully mastering this trick, Chu Linguang was able to lift the 120-pound stone lock above his head every time.

"Okay, come again!"

Guo Wei smiled from ear to ear. He had just encouraged Chu Linguang to stabilize his mentality. Unexpectedly, Chu Linguang mastered the trick in an instant. Although he could only lift a 120-pound stone lock, with the help of Chaotian Jin, Chu Linguang's movements were not only smooth, but also had the ability to lift weight with ease. Feel.

Chu Linguang's mastery of Chaotian Jin has reached a proficient level, which is much better than that of Black Tiger.

Black Tiger stood aside, holding a long knife in one hand, like a door god, quietly watching Chu Linguang and Guo Wei play with the stone lock on the ground.

Just now Guo Wei was about to teach him a sword technique, but Chu Linguang suddenly enlightened and lifted the 120-pound stone lock continuously. Guo Wei seemed to have discovered a new world. After throwing the knife to him, he and Chu Linguang continued to play until now.

"You are like this now, you have grasped the trick, come on!"

Guo Wei reminded.

Every time Chu Linguang used Chaotian Jin to lift a stone lock, he would also use Chaotian Jin to lift a stone lock weighing two hundred kilograms to prevent Chu Linguang from just having an idea. He hoped that through his own guidance, Chu Linguang could firmly grasp the trick.

"it is good."

Chu Linguang shouted low, lifting the stone lock again and again. As he lifted it more and more times, his strength was also declining, but Guo Wei thoughtfully asked Black Tiger to place the light stone lock next to Chu Linguang one by one, so that Chu Linguang could continue to use it. Jin, build the trick into muscle memory.

In this way, the master and the apprentice lifted the stone lock for a day. In the end, Chu Linguang couldn't even lift the stone lock weighing ten kilograms. He was exhausted and lay on the ground breathing heavily.

Guo Wei was also exhausted, so he sat aside and used the breathing method to replenish his energy and blood.

Black Tiger was cleaning up the mess, carrying the messy stone locks to the corner and arranging them neatly.

After half an hour.

Guo Wei opened his eyes. He regained some strength, dragged Chu Linguang up from the ground, and said: "Today, all your flesh and blood have been exerted to the extreme. I will take a medicinal bath to nourish you, which will not only repair your muscle damage, but also strengthen your vitality." Blood."

"Master, I..."

"I have asked your second aunt to boil the potion. When you soak it in the barrel, the potion will be automatically absorbed by your flesh and blood."

Guo Wei knew that Chu Linguang just wanted to say some words of gratitude.

"Ah."

Chu Linguang recorded this feeling in his heart.

"Master, do I have a share in the medicinal bath?"

Black Tiger tried to ask.

"Have."

Guo Wei nodded.

Black Tiger looked happy when he heard this.

Guo Wei added: "You didn't practice much today. Your muscles are in a full state and you won't be able to absorb much of the medicine in a while, so you can wait until Lin Guang finishes soaking."

"what?"

Heihu's smile froze and he asked him to brew the potion that Chu Linguang had brewed.

"Only when the medicinal power is absorbed by the flesh and blood can it have the effect of strengthening Qi and blood. If it accumulates in the body, it will only be counterproductive."

Guo Wei explained.

"The disciple knows."

Black Tiger said weakly.

After a while, Guo Wei took Chu Linguang and Hei Hu to the laundry room. He mixed a bucket of hot potion with several buckets of clean water according to a certain proportion, and poured it into a large bucket.

"Sit inside and soak, let the water level reach your shoulders, and then come out after half an hour."

Guo Wei said to Chu Linguang.

"Yes!" Chu Linguang didn't hesitate, took off his clothes and pants, and sat in the big bucket.

The water level was originally seven percent full.

After he sat in, the water level rose to nine and a half full, just enough to cover his shoulders.

The temperature of the potion mixed with water was suitable, around forty degrees. The potion was dark brown and smelled of mugwort. Chu Linguang sat in the bucket and let his body relax.

"Junior brother, I'll wait for you at the door."

Heihu left a message and went out with Guo Wei.

After the laundry room is closed.

Chu Linguang couldn't help but practice basic breathing techniques. He felt that by combining the breathing techniques, he could better absorb the power of the medicine and strengthen his qi and blood.

At the same time, I couldn't help but look at the panel information.

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Iron Mountain Fist (41-100)

Basic breathing techniques (47-100)

Chaotianjin (21-100)

(Remaining life 42)

Chu Linguang was shocked to find that his life span had been reduced by one year. It seemed that he had consumed too much today and had caused damage to his body. Apparently Guo Wei also realized this and was willing to spend money to take a medicinal bath to nourish himself.

Martial arts training itself can damage the body.

Only by cultivating both internal and external health and always paying attention to changes in Qi and blood can you prolong your life.

Otherwise, like Guo Wei, although he is full of energy now and looks younger and stronger than ordinary people of the same age, once the energy and blood decline, the hidden wounds left in his youth will explode one by one and turn into another person in just a few years. one person.

The poor and the rich.

The money consumed in practicing martial arts is not only the tuition fees spent on hiring famous teachers, but also the nourishment of flesh, blood, and blood in daily life.

If Guo Wei had no other intentions, Chu Linguang would simply not be able to bear it.

With the help of the breathing method, Chu Linguang felt that his sore and swollen muscles were like opening a bloody mouth, desperately absorbing the medicine in the bucket.

The sore and numb feeling is gradually disappearing as more and more medicine is absorbed.

Chu Linguang couldn't help clenching his fists. At this time, he was asked to continue lifting the 120-pound stone lock. Although he couldn't do it, he was not as weak as before. The feeling of exhaustion and exhaustion had disappeared.

"Junior brother, master said that the power of the medicine must be absorbed, otherwise it will be counterproductive if it accumulates in the body. If you feel better, get up quickly!"

Black Tiger ran in less than half an hour after squatting at the door.

He had taken off his shirt and was ready to jump into the barrel.

"Senior brother, wait a moment."

Chu Linguang knew that there was still nearly a quarter of an hour until half an hour.

"I'm thinking about you. If you think it's okay, just keep soaking."

Heihu reluctantly returned to the door and squatted down, deliberately not closing the door, and just looked straight at Chu Linguang.

Chu Linguang had nothing to do with him.

Recalling that Heihu had treated him to a drink and a full meal before, and if he hadn't mastered Chaotian Jin today, Guo Wei would have taught Heihu a sword technique at this moment. Heihu had already faced him in his heart. Feeling resentful, Chu Linguang didn't want to let Heihu continue to be unhappy, so he said: "Senior brother is right, come in quickly!"

"Junior brother, I'm here!"

Black Tiger was overjoyed, jumped up from the ground, ripped off his belt, and rushed into the laundry room without even having time to close the door.

Chu Linguang couldn't get up quickly, gave the big bucket to Heihu, and quickly closed the wooden door.

Black Tiger sat down in the bucket.

He was strong and full of flesh and blood. When he sat down, Chu Linguang's water level was only nine and a half full. He overflowed directly. He was so anxious that he blocked the edge of the bucket with his hands to prevent the potion from spilling too much. He shouted: "Junior brother, take it." Catch the water scoop and splash it on my face!"

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(End of this chapter)