Su Qin touched his nose. It would be a lie to say that he had no idea about the prescription for Zhuihun Powder.
But this kind of thing cannot be forced.
Moreover, Zhuihun Powder is not expensive, so he doesn't have to take the medicine and just let it happen.
"Mr. Fang, you are too worried. It's not like I can't afford this Pursuit of Souls... This time, I want to buy two hundred copies!"
Su Qin took out a small dried fish from the bag and chewed it, gesturing with scissors in his hand.
Even Mr. Fang couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this amount.
"You kid...why did you buy so many soul-chasing powders?"
At this time, even Mr. Fang felt something was wrong, "I see that you are not reselling the Soul-Resale Powder in Yunshan City. There is no martial arts school in Yunshan Town, so who can you sell it to?"
Mr. Fang suddenly stepped forward, "You kid, tell me honestly... did you train a group of dead soldiers on Yunshan Mountain?"
"Cough cough cough..."
Su Qin was directly choked by Mr. Fang's idea. He finally recovered and couldn't help but roll his eyes and said:
"You are so thoughtful! I said these medicines were bought for myself, so that's alright."
Mr. Fang said, "Anyway, I'm only responsible for buying medicine. If anything happens, just don't come to me."
Then the two came to the inner courtyard.
"You kid, wait here while I go get the chasing soul and disperse it."
Mr. Fang walked into the medicine warehouse. After a while, he came over with a bundle and threw it on the table. "Two hundred bundles are all in there... You kid almost emptied my family's fortune."
"Be gentle." Su Qin turned over the bag and checked it.
As for what Mr. Fang said, he naturally didn't believe it. The two hundred packages were only forty taels, which was a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but it was a piece of cake for Mr. Fang.
However, this was forty taels, plus the forty taels spent on buying snow ginseng ointment, all his savings were spent.
"You kid, did you just come back from buying snow ginseng ointment from Qingshan Martial Arts School?"
Mr. Fang was lying on the recliner, chewing dried fish, drinking tea, and felt content.
"Of course, how about I practice with the Hunchai Powder?"
Su Qin tied up the baggage again. This would be his cultivation resource for the next two or three months.
"Confused!"
Mr. Fang suddenly shouted, "If you have that money, go buy some fields in the countryside. If you want to support yourself in the future, you have to practice martial arts!"
Su Qin couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "If I didn't practice martial arts, how would I get so much money now... And if I didn't practice martial arts, in this world, even if I have money, I can't keep it."
"Yeah...this world is about to be in chaos!" Fang Lao was startled, then sighed, "In times of trouble, nothing can compare to practicing martial arts for self-defense."
"Didn't this suppress the rebellion?" Su Qin asked back.
"Where are we now? There is still chaos behind!"
Mr. Fang shook his head and immediately looked at Su Qin, "However, those of you who join the martial arts gym, no matter how hard you train and no matter how talented you are, you will only reach the point where you are a master of bone refining... that is the famous Zhu from your martial arts gym. Strong, too!"
These words shocked Su Qin, "Mr. Fang, please don't scare me. Is there something wrong with the skills taught in the martial arts school?"
If there is a problem with this technique, I can no longer practice it.
"Of course there is no problem with the technique. The problem is with people... Lu Tao!"
Mr. Fang ate the dried fish and spoke in a leisurely manner, which made people want to beat him. Su Qin regretted bringing the dried fish.
When he couldn't bear it any longer, Mr. Fang continued:
"Each of these martial arts schools counts. Although the secrets and techniques can be used to refine the internal organs, the masters of the martial arts schools must be willing to teach them."
Mr. Fang suddenly straightened up and said, "Do you know why, among the disciples in your backing martial arts school, only Nie Feng is the only one who practices internal organs? Is it possible that out of so many disciples, only Nie Feng is talented?"
"Are you saying that Lu Tao deliberately withheld the secret book of refining internal organs and did not pass it on to other disciples, only to Nie Feng?"
Su Qin didn't understand why Lu Tao did this.
Wouldn't it be good to let other disciples also practice internal organs to make the martial arts gym stronger? Anyway, the secret medicine is in your own hands, so there is no need to worry.
"You are right, it will only be passed on to Nie Feng." Mr. Fang showed a teachable look on his face, "Once there are multiple Zang-refining disciples, it will indeed be beneficial to the martial arts school in the short term, but what about the future succession?"
"At that time, it will be all about refining the internal organs, and no matter who you pass it on to, some people will be dissatisfied... If one thing is not done well, the entire martial arts hall will disappear and become history."
Mr. Fang picked up the teacup on the table, moistened his throat, and continued: "By only passing it on to one person, naturally this kind of thing will be avoided."
"Of course, they will only pass it on to outsiders after they are sure that none of their descendants have any talent... It was not until five years ago that Lu Tao passed it on to Nie Feng for his youngest grandson to refine his internal organs... ...And in order for Nie Feng to protect the descendants of the Lu family in the future, he will definitely give it to everyone... He will not even tell his descendants the secrets of Zang Zang exercises, but will only teach them to Nie Feng."
Su Qin suddenly realized that these martial arts schools really took a lot of effort to pass down to future generations.
But what followed was a headache. Wouldn't this cut off his martial arts path?
He immediately thought of something and said, "In that case, when you reach the point where you have reached the peak of bone refining, wouldn't it be possible to change the technique and practice it?"
"Hey, let's change the technique?" Mr. Fang sneered.
Su Qin immediately knew that this matter might not be that simple, so he immediately picked up the teapot and poured tea for Mr. Fang, "Mr. Fang, you are well-informed, please tell me what are the taboos in this."
"Because you are so sensible today, I will tell you the mystery." Fang Lao drank the tea in one gulp and then said slowly:
"These different techniques will generate different qi, blood and strength...and when they temper the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, they will also imprint their own characteristics into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones."
"If you want to switch to other techniques, you must clear these marks! How long it takes you to practice to reach this state, you need to spend as much time to clear these marks... and then spend the same amount of time to practice to the current state! "
Mr. Fang explained it very thoroughly, and Su Qin understood it as soon as he heard it.
For example, if you have spent ten years cultivating to the perfection of bone refining, you will need to spend ten years to remove the imprint, and another ten years to practice to the perfection of bone refining.
Thirty years have passed before and after, and your energy and blood have declined!
"Doesn't that mean that the sooner you change the method, the better?" Su Qin asked the key question.
"Yes, but do you have other skills?" Fang Lao rolled his eyes at Su Qin.
Well, this is indeed a problem.
"Furthermore, in the entire Yunshan City, the only ones with better martial arts than Kaoshan Fist are the Zhao family and the Zhang family... This is why these two families have become the two top families in Yunshan City!"
Mr. Fang sighed.
Su Qin now also knows the realm above Zang refining, Xiantian!
Xian Zhenren, practicing strength and transforming Qi, is Xian Zhen Qi!
