In the next few months, Zhao Chuan was immersed in the endless fun of cultivation.
In the first month, I gained the ability to see inside. The skills passed down by my great grandfather are still vivid in my mind. The Dantian’s true energy is golden and strong, and the twelve meridians are bright and eye-catching. Fortunately, I didn’t go out. I would have encountered a master who exposed all his possessions in broad daylight. under?
In the second month, it has see-through night vision.
In the third month, my farsightedness and hearing have improved greatly, and my great-great-grandfather's hidden skills have reached the fifth level.
This hidden skill also unexpectedly inspired many unexpected abilities, with constant surprises.
But in the next month of practice, I seemed to have hit a bottleneck and made little progress. However, Zhao Chuan felt that the concealment technique was freely retractable, and when he looked inside, he saw that his Dantian had been integrated into his body, his meridians were no longer so conspicuous, and his walking speed was not what it used to be.
Another change is that after several months of practice, my appearance has changed significantly, and I got rid of the immature childish face earlier.
Zhao Chuan planned to go out and have a look outside. First of all, he had reached a bottleneck in his practice, and there was little point in continuing to stay. Second, although I don’t feel hungry even if I don’t eat for a few days during cultivation, I still need to eat some wild fruits to supplement my body. But just eating these is not enough. I still need to eat some fine grains. After all, I am still a teenager and need to grow up. of.
Zhao Chuan had studied medicine and decided to go out to collect some precious Chinese medicinal materials in exchange for some money so that he could buy some food and clothing.
It was late autumn. Zhao Chuan wandered around the mountains for a few days and only found some herbs such as blood vine, ganoderma lucidum, and fleece-flower root. He also caught a few white-flowered snakes. It seemed that collecting herbs was not that easy.
On this day, Zhao Chuan simply went deeper and higher into the mountains in order to collect better medicine.
On a high mountain peak, Zhao Chuan stared straight at a cliff five miles away, a hundred feet high. The mountains here are not strange. What is strange is that there is a person climbing on the cliff. He is probably a medicine collector.
There are many precious medicinal materials on the high mountain cliffs. He hasn't seen anyone in a few months. Zhao Chuan wanted to try his luck and inquire about the situation nearby, so he walked there.
About three miles away, he suddenly heard a scream, and the man fell straight to the bottom of the cliff. With his keen hearing, Zhao Chuan was able to determine the general direction, and he was three miles away in an instant.
When he reached a few feet, he stopped silently. Zhao Chuan felt the weak breath of the man and felt that there was still hope for survival, so he decided to save his life. Zhao Chuan was not very proficient in medical skills, but with the ability of infuriating energy and clairvoyance, he had the ability to diagnose and treat Big difference.
This middle-aged man had numerous bloodstains and wounds all over his body, a weak pulse, a fractured hand bone, and a swollen right ankle. The internal injuries were not serious.
Zhao Chuan took off the backpack from the man's back, moved his body to a flat place, injected a little bit of Qi into Tanzhong Point, put the broken arm back in place, and found branches to fix the broken arm, waiting for the person to wake up.
An hour later, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Chuan doubtfully and said, "My child, it was your adults who saved me, right?"
"It's just me and no one else." Zhao Chuan replied.
"Can you save me?"
"I just tied a few branches to your arms, and I don't know how to do anything else. It's probably because the cliff has a certain inclination, and it's basically a slippery fall, and there are vines to buffer you in the middle. Your injuries are not serious, you just fell unconscious. It’s just the past.”
The middle-aged man couldn't leave, and Zhao Chuan didn't want to leave either, so he found a nearby cave to rest temporarily.
In the next few days, the two got to know each other roughly. The middle-aged man's name was Zheng Peng. He lived forty miles south of the mountain and basically made a living by collecting herbs.
Zhao Chuan kept in mind his great-grandfather's instructions and had a strong sense of crisis. As the saying goes, "Only say a few words to someone, don't throw everything away." He made up a false identity, claiming to be Zhao Hai, fourteen years old (he deliberately overstated the Two years old), his parents died when he was young, and he was raised by his grandfather. His grandfather passed away last year, so he wandered alone. A few days ago, he followed a group of people into the mountains to collect medicine. Maybe he was too young to keep up with others, so he wandered alone. .
In the first few days, Zhao Chuan and Zheng Peng ate dry food from their backpacks. Later, Zhao Chuan said he knew how to make traps and caught a rabbit and a wild boar. Zheng Peng brought fire breakers, flints, fire sickles and other things, so he barbecued them. Eat and live well.
Wild boar meat is not delicious, and when grilled it is tough, tough, and a bit smelly. The roasted rabbit is pretty good. Sprinkle it with some salt and add some picked wild peppercorns and Sichuan peppercorns. Not to mention how delicious it is.
This was the most delicious meal Zhao Chuan had eaten since he had been on the run for several months.
Years later, he still misses this barren mountain barbecue.
A few days later, Zheng Peng's injury improved and he could walk home.
Zheng Peng was very grateful to Zhao Chuan and sincerely invited him to go home with him. Zhao Chuan considered that there was no place to go, so he went home with Zheng Peng.
Probably for the convenience of collecting herbs, Zheng Peng's home was built on the halfway slope of a mountain peak, and many commonly used herbs were planted around the house. Zheng Peng's family lives here, but there are two yards. The east yard is for drying herbs, and the west yard is where people live. Each courtyard has three main rooms, two east and west rooms, and one courtyard gate.
Zheng Peng has a son and a daughter, his son Dazhu, his daughter Xiaoyue, and his wife Xiu'e. The whole family is very good to Zhao Chuan.
Zheng Peng takes Zhao Chuan with him every time he collects herbs. Zhao Chuan's eyesight, sense of smell, and ability to sense precious medicinal materials are extraordinary than ordinary people. He often cleverly induces and assists Zheng Peng in collecting herbs. Therefore, they harvest a lot every time they collect herbs, which lasts for a year. After accumulating a lot of assets, Zheng Peng was convinced that Zhao Chuan had brought him luck. Zhao Chuan also practiced whenever he had time and did not dare to slack off.
But after living there for a long time, Zhao Chuan felt a little embarrassed because Zheng Peng's daughter Xiaoyue was becoming more and more ambiguous towards Zhao Chuan. Although he felt that Xiaoyue was interested in him soon after entering the Zheng family, Zhao Chuan had no idea of getting married at this time. After all, the family feud was always on his mind.
Xiaoyue is 13 years old. She has a round face, long legs, and is diligent. She walks quickly with big hands and feet, and has two big, watery eyes. She is very cute, but she doesn't like to talk much. Calculating, Xiaoyue should be the same age as Zhao Chuan, only a few months younger than Zhao Chuan, but her mentality seems much more mature than her actual age.
Now every time Zhao Chuan comes back from collecting herbs, Xiaoyue will immediately bring him face wash, put vegetables into Zhao Chuan's bowl when eating, and make Zhao Chuan's bed and quilt before going to bed, not to mention the usual change of clothes. ... This made Zhao Chuan very embarrassed, but the old couple from the Zheng family saw it, and instead of stopping it, they smiled and pretended not to see it.
Maybe it’s because the girls in the mountains are so straightforward and emotional... Zhao Chuan thought.
Poor girls in the mountains get married early, and 13 is the best age. It would be very embarrassing if they are not married by 14.
It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival again in a few months, and Zhao Chuan can't help but feel worried when he thinks about himself being one year older, and when he thinks about the family feud. I wanted to go back to take revenge, but my great-grandfather told me never to go back, but even if I go back, I can't take revenge with my current skills.
But Zhao Chuan was unwilling to go back for revenge. After thinking about it, he felt that he had to learn Kung Fu well, but where could he learn more advanced Kung Fu?
If you want to learn martial arts, you must be rich, because after learning martial arts, the master will spend a lot of effort and use various methods to cultivate and train you. This is the same as learning to be a chef requires spending a lot of ingredients to practice.
Therefore, learning martial arts from a master is only for wealthy people, and they have to submit to the so-called "shuxiu".
Thinking of this, Zhao Chuan shook his head secretly: Even if he finds an expert teacher, he still has to prepare expensive repairs.
The original meaning of "shuxiu" is a certain amount of bacon. It was already practiced in the time of Confucius. It was stipulated that a number of "shuxiu" must be handed over, which is actually salted pork. No matter what the term "shuxiu" or "shuxiu" is used, it later gradually evolved to refer to the apprenticeship fee. You Carrying several kilograms of salted pork now is definitely out of the question.
