After another night of medicinal bath, Mu Xuan was very energetic when he woke up the next day.
After changing into a pair of strong clothes, Mu Xuan walked into the yard and started to tie up his horse.
"Crunch~"
This was the sound of the door opening. Uncle Zhao stretched himself and walked out with a cane in his hand. He was not surprised at all when he saw Mu Xuan standing at the door.
Still smiling, he looked up and down and said with a smile, "Old man, I'm going to get some breakfast, and I'll also let you, the owner, have a taste of my craftsmanship!"
Mu Xuan nodded. It would be nice to have someone to cook, and it would save Mu Xuan the trouble of going to the other side to buy food or go out to buy something to eat.
The faster you spend your cooking time on Zama, the faster you can lay a solid foundation and the sooner you can start practicing.
Mu Xuan didn't want to experience the feeling he had yesterday again.
That feeling was really uncomfortable, and Mu Xuan urgently needed the power to protect himself.
"Here comes the chicken soup~"
Half an hour later, Mu Xuan, who was holding bowls and chopsticks, looked at Uncle Zhao who came out of the kitchen with a smile, and then looked at the chicken soup he put on the table. He didn't dare to eat for a while.
"Eat, why don't you eat?"
Uncle Zhao held his crutches and said with a smile.
Mu Xuan also reacted after hearing this. This Uncle Zhao is not a pangolin.
Mu Xuan filled a bowl, took a sip, and pursed his lips. Good guy, you don’t show your true face!
This chicken soup is fresh but not greasy. The soup flows along the tip of the tongue and into the throat, and a strong umami taste goes straight from the throat to Tianling.
but……
"Why does this chicken soup smell like medicinal herbs?"
Mu Xuanba smacked his lips a few times, felt it, and named several medicinal materials in one breath.
It can only be said that the information retrieval function in Mu Xuan's mind is really powerful. As long as the taste can be described, then you can know what the medicinal material is.
"Oh, old man, I saw that the shopkeeper seemed to be interested in practicing martial arts, and I thought of a martial arts person I had helped before. That person gave me a prescription! That person practiced martial arts, and you also practiced martial arts. I was thinking about this prescription. It should be useful to you, so I added some ingredients!”
Uncle Zhao said with a smile. When Mu Xuan heard this, his expression changed instantly. He glanced at the chicken soup in his hand and then at Uncle Zhao. He felt like crying but had no tears, and quickly took his own pulse.
The pulse is normal, but the qi and blood in the body are surging faster and faster.
"What prescription?"
Mu Xuan asked quickly. Uncle Zhao took out a piece of paper from his arms. Mu Xuan stretched out his hand to take it, his face became more and more ugly. This prescription was not recorded in the medical books in his mind.
At the moment, Mu Xuan has not yet fully comprehended the medical classics and pharmacopoeia in his mind, so he cannot tell what effect these medicinal materials will have when combined together.
However, the two or three kinds of medicinal materials here match the medicinal materials mentioned in the medicinal bath prescription that Lao Bai gave himself.
Mu Xuan loosened his clothes, it was a little hot!
"It's finished, Lao Bai! Lao Bai!"
Mu Xuan swayed and ran towards the inn opposite.
In the medical clinic, Uncle Zhao smiled as he looked at Mu Xuan's figure, then turned around and went to the counter, where he began to set prices for various medicinal materials and register them in the register.
"Old Bai!"
Mu Xuan's legs and feet were a little weak.
"You let the boiling water scald you. Why is your face so red?"
When Lao Bai saw Mu Xuan come in, he said with a smile. But when Lao Bai saw the panic on Mu Xuan's face, he immediately stopped laughing and helped Mu Xuan to the backyard. In Xiaobei's room, Xiaobei happened to go out to play, and there was no one in the room.
"Aren't you a doctor? Check your pulse yourself!"
Lao Bai saw the blush on Mu Xuan's face becoming more and more obvious and said quickly.
"I don't know the origin of this prescription! I can only tell that this prescription seems to act on the meridians!"
Mu Xuan gasped and then said.
When Lao Bai heard this, he frowned and quickly sat cross-legged behind Mu Xuan, "Be patient, I'll help you adjust it and see if it helps!"
After Lao Bai finished speaking, Mu Xuan felt a cool feeling instantly come over him, and he even moaned comfortably.
After a long time, Lao Bai finished his work and looked at Mu Xuan with a complicated expression.
"This recipe of yours is not simple!"
Lao Bai sighed.
"how?"
Mu Xuan was puzzled.
"Let me put it this way, if you take a normal medicinal bath, it will take a month to widen and sort out the meridians through medicinal baths, and then you can practice your internal strength!"
"But now... you can practice your internal strength directly!"
Lao Bai said, returning the prescription in his hand to Mu Xuan.
Mu Xuan took the prescription, still a little cloudy and foggy.
"Besides, you are not a simple boy!"
Lao Bai said, the envious look in his eyes could not be concealed.
"I've met a lot of people, but none of them have your level of integrity!"
"Let's put it this way, if you don't practice martial arts, it will blind you as a person!"
Mu Xuan listened to Lao Bai's words and smiled proudly. That is, this man has perfected his strength, bones, agility and understanding!
Otherwise, he would not have been able to see the mystery in the prescription just now. Now he can see that the prescription acts on the meridians. This is the function of understanding. Mu Xuan's understanding helps him quickly understand all kinds of things in his mind. Medical scriptures.
"What about martial arts moves?"
Mu Xuan continued to ask.
Now that he can practice his inner strength, he saves a month of time. This is an unexpected blessing for Mu Xuan!
"This...I just used my internal force to sort out your meridians, and I can feel it. Your physical fitness is good. According to normal people's standards, you can already start practicing martial arts at this level, but geniuses can't always use common sense. I’m here to judge, so my suggestion is to keep going slowly and practice for two months. During this time, you should first practice your internal strength!"
Lao Bai suggested, and Mu Xuan agreed.
After a brief chat with Lao Bai, Mu Xuan returned to the medical center in a hurry.
"Uncle Zhao, where are you from?"
Mu Xuan is not a fool. After the old man came, a group of people who came to apply for the job first had diarrhea, saying that the extreme cold energy entered their bodies, and now this mysterious recipe.
If there was only the former, Mu Xuan could still blame it on the people from Heifeng Village who happened to know that he killed the two of them, but now he has another recipe. If Mu Xuan hadn't thought of Uncle Zhao, , then Mu Xuan is a pure fool.
If there is a coincidence, there must be a ghost!
Uncle Zhao raised his head, still smiling, "No background, just an old immortal who came to Qixia Town to visit an old friend. However, my old friend doesn't seem to be at home. Old man, I have nowhere to go. This is not the case." , are you here to apply for a job as an accountant?"
"Old man, I repay my kindness. The owner of the gym took me in. If you want to practice kung fu, the old man will help you!"
Mu Xuan couldn't help but swallowed as he listened to the old man talking to himself. This plot seemed a bit familiar.
The mysterious old man suddenly came to a secluded town, met the town genius, and began to teach that genius martial arts. Finally, his enemies came to visit, the old man died, and the town genius began a long road of revenge...
Well, that’s how martial arts novels are written, but Mu Xuan doesn’t seem to follow this novel route!
He just wants to live a good life, and Mu Xuan doesn't need others to teach him martial arts. His innate body-breaking invisible sword energy is enough for him to use for a lifetime!
"Senior...you...have no enemies, right?"
Mu Xuan asked.
Uncle Zhao raised his head and looked at Mu Xuan with a smile. This young man is so smart!
If it were someone who was a bit stupider and bit him to death, the prescription was given by someone else, and the extreme cold energy and other small tricks before were not his doing, maybe that person would believe it.
But Mu Xuan definitely didn't believe it.
Okay, let's have a showdown then.
"Don't worry, old man, I will avenge my enemies on the spot. My enemies will be dead long ago!"
"No one has been my enemy for forty years!"
Uncle Zhao said with a smile.
