Originally, Su Qin wanted to rely on his own efforts to sense Qi and blood, and then spend money to ask the seniors in the inner courtyard to give him fists to understand the true meaning of Guoshan.
Now I have to give up this unrealistic idea.
Fortunately, this month, I helped the second son of the Bai family write two more poems and received another four taels of silver.
In addition to saving some more from writing homework, Su Qin now has almost seven taels of silver saved.
"First sense the qi and blood. As for controlling the qi and blood, you can take your time. Anyway, I have plenty of time."
What Su Qin lacks most is time.
"In life, you must know how to calm down and learn to accept your own mediocrity... If I had the mentality like Deng Shitao, I would be pissed to death before I could live forever."
The best effect is achieved when using Fei Xue Powder together with Kaoshan Quan.
It is now afternoon, and Su Qin has been practicing Guoshanquan for two hours in the morning.
The reason for this restriction is that martial arts training itself is a process of stimulating the body's potential.
If you don't know how to control yourself and squeeze hard in a short period of time, you will damage the foundation of martial arts.
As for the protective powder, it was of little use and Su Qin was reluctant to part with the money.
Seeing that it was almost time, Su Qin picked up a towel to wipe the sweat on his body and prepared to leave.
At this time, Deng Shitao suddenly walked over with a sneaky look.
"Su Qin, do you want to sense Qi and blood sooner?" Deng Shitao suddenly said with a mysterious face.
'Nonsense, who doesn't want to feel the blood earlier. '
Su Qin rolled his eyes in his heart and raised his eyebrows, wanting to see what Deng Shitao was buying in this gourd.
Deng Shitao was not a man who could hold back his words. Seeing Su Qin's behavior, he quickly said:
"I found out that the medicine shop opposite the martial arts school has a decoction that is no worse than Fei Xue Powder... and the price is much cheaper than Fei Xue Powder, only 20 yuan!"
"Huh? Are there such cheap decoctions?" Su Qin frowned.
For twenty bucks, this decoction is a big seller, not to mention that its efficacy is almost the same as that of Fei Xue Powder, even if it is only half as effective as Fei Xue Powder.
Su Qin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tell me, does that decoction have any ulterior side effects?"
"Uh... haha... I really can't hide it from you." Deng Shitao, who was exposed, laughed awkwardly twice, and then told Su Qin about the side effects of the decoction:
"That decoction is not like Boixue Powder... it forcibly stimulates the qi and blood in the body, overdraws the body's vitality... and shortens life span."
"But don't worry, that decoction is indeed as effective as Fei Xue Powder."
"It's no wonder that my life is shortened," Su Qin's heart moved.
This side effect is naturally very harmful to others.
But for the immortal self... this medicine is a great tonic.
However, Su Qin still couldn't believe Deng Shitao and said in a deep voice:
"Lost your life? This won't hurt the foundation of martial arts, right?"
"How can I lie to you? Why do we take the decoction? Isn't it just to go further in martial arts... If it will damage the foundation of martial arts, how can I use it myself?"
Deng Shitao spoke quickly and told him that he had used this decoction.
But even so, Su Qin is still skeptical. Although he is not afraid of losing his life, he is absolutely unwilling to damage the foundation of martial arts.
Anyway, I have plenty of time, and sooner or later I will be able to sense and master Qi and blood.
Seeing that Su Qin still didn't believe it, Deng Shitao was a little anxious.
If you introduce a customer to him, you will get a kickback, otherwise he would not be so active.
After taking the authentic Boixue Powder twice, he couldn't afford it anymore. Finally, he had such a cheap decoction, so he had to seize the opportunity.
He doesn't want to be stepped on by Zhu Qiang again!
"If you don't believe it, I will take you there and you will know."
Su Qin put on his training clothes and followed Deng Shitao dubiously to the Lingzhi Hall opposite the Kaoshan Martial Arts Hall.
As soon as I entered the pharmacy, I smelled a pungent and unpleasant smell of soup.
Deng Shitao took Su Qin directly to the backyard of the pharmacy.
An old man was sitting on a recliner with a pipe in his mouth, puffing away smoke and basking in the sunset, which was very pleasant.
When the old man heard the noise, he looked up and saw Su and Qin, "Ah, a guest is here."
"Mr. Fang, I've brought someone here for you." Deng Shitao led Su Qin to the old man.
"This is my junior brother Su Qin. Mr. Fang, please tell him about the soul-chasing soup."
When he heard that he was here for the Soul Chasing Soup, Mr. Fang took a careful look at Su Qin.
Su Qin didn't hide it, he cupped his fists and said:
"Master Fang, I heard that the effect of this soul-chasing soup is not inferior to the boiling blood powder in our martial arts school... but the side effect is a loss of life. I just don't know if this soul-chasing soup will damage the foundation of martial arts."
"It turns out that I'm worried about damaging the foundation of martial arts." Mr. Fang seemed to have expected it. He picked up his pipe and took a puff of dry tobacco before saying softly:
"This soul-chasing soup is the medicine of tiger and wolf. It forcibly overdrafts the body's vitality to stimulate the blood... Apart from shortening life span, it will have no other side effects, and it will not damage the foundation of martial arts."
Deng Shitao was on the side to help: "Look, I said it won't hurt the foundation of martial arts. Now you believe it."
Su Qin still hesitated.
"Of course... Since this decoction shortens your lifespan, if you become successful in martial arts in the future, your energy and blood will naturally decline a few years earlier than others."
Mr. Fang touched the mustache under his nose:
"Don't worry, I've been running a pharmacy on this street for ten years, and I want to keep it open... I won't ruin my own sign."
"However, I want to remind you that one dose of decoction will shorten your life for one year. It is up to you to decide whether to use it and how much to use."
Su Qin looked struggling, but actually his heart was already moved.
Then he seemed to have made up his mind and said seriously: "Life can only last a hundred years. If you live a life of mediocrity, what's the use of living? It's better to climb to the peak of martial arts forever and live a free and unrestrained life! Death is inevitable for everyone, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather... I The most important thing is martial arts!"
"Okay, Su Qin, what you said is so right. That's what I thought. I didn't expect you to say it. You are indeed a scholar."
Deng Shitao shouted loudly.
Su Qin rolled his eyes secretly, "What the hell did I say?" '
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather... That's right." Mr. Fang couldn't help waving his pipe, "But I can't make this soul-chasing soup any cheaper. After all, this is already the lowest price. ”
'It's really stingy...it's useless to blind me to such a good poem. '
Su Qin was speechless, sighing secretly that he could not meet a bole like the Second Young Master.
As for how this poem came about, of course I figured it out through my own hard work.
"Su Qin, how many portions do you plan to order first?" Mr. Fang asked slowly.
"Let's have five servings first." Su Qin thought about his qualifications and decided to try five servings first.
"Okay." Mr. Fang replied happily, "But let me remind you again, this soul-chasing soup is equivalent to one year of life, so take it easy."
"Ahem... Mr. Fang, don't forget my share." Deng Shitao reminded him quickly.
"Your share is indispensable."
Mr. Fang raised his eyes and glanced at Deng Shitao, "But you don't want anyone to come to me... The one last time was born with insufficient energy and blood, and was a short-lived species... If you drink the Soul-Chasing Soup again, your soul will be He drank it all."
"That kind of person, even if they practice for a lifetime, it is difficult to sense Qi and blood... Your martial arts school is the same, but you can't even accept such a person."
This is not surprising at all.
When a martial arts gym opens its doors to do business, of course it hopes that as many people as possible will send money, and the money will be collected.
"Bring me your hand."
Mr. Fang grabbed Su Qin's wrist, closed his eyes and made a careful diagnosis: "Hmm... It's better than that sick man... You were born with a weak body, but fortunately you have taken good care of it since you were a child, and your lifespan has not been shortened... It's just ordinary decoctions that are good for you. The effect is said to be halved. If you want to practice martial arts and not fall behind others, you have to drink more Soul Chasing Soup."
Su Qin suspected that the old man was doing it on purpose, just to promote his soul-chasing soup.
"Is there any way to solve it?" Su Qin broke free from his wrist and looked calm.
"Of course." Mr. Fang chuckled: "Century-old ginseng, fire cloud grass, money root... these things can make up for it as long as you find one."
"Then forget it." After hearing these names, Su Qin gave up directly.
Each of these are extremely expensive medicinal materials.
As for Fire Cloud Grass, it is not only one of the top medicinal materials for sensing Qi and blood, but it is also an excellent medicinal material that helps skin-refining martial artists to temper their skin.
One plant costs hundreds of taels of silver, and only the disciples of top aristocratic families can afford it.
He can spend his life at what cost.
