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Chapter 15 Medicinal Bath Formula(2/2)

Luo Yan was secretly shocked.

He is now a Malay Feng disciple and a pharmacist's apprentice, and he also receives a salary from the martial arts school.

One month, a full twelve months.

In the previous life, they were the elite with an annual income of millions.

But in the past six months, he had cut down on clothing and diet, and saved everything, and his total net worth was less than one hundred taels.

Even the ingredients for a medicinal bath cannot be prepared.

"How?" Ma Laifeng asked.

"The formula is good, but it's too expensive." Luo Yan said bluntly, with a wry smile on his face.

One hundred taels.

Who can afford to take a medicated bath for one apartment?

Ma Laifeng smiled and said: "My master has advised you that it is useless to spend money to practice martial arts. You will inherit the skills of my master, and you will have no shortage of money and food from now on. It is great to eat well and drink well, so why do you insist on practicing martial arts?"

Luo Yan scratched his hair and said with a naive smile: "If you don't practice martial arts, your disciples won't be able to sleep well."

He is an insecure person.

Only by being strong can he feel at ease.

"What a freak."

Ma Laifeng shook his head.

This disciple of his is really strange.

Other teenagers are just eager to have fun, just want to be lazy, and just want to go out for a walk.

But this disciple of his is a different kind of person. He lives in the martial arts hall and only knows how to practice martial arts and read books.

This guy doesn't even seem to be interested in women.

If he hadn't gotten up early on a few days and saw the apprentice on the bed with a tent, he would have doubted whether there was something wrong with his apprentice.

"Master, do we have any full-body horizontal training in our martial arts studio? We only practice boxing. I feel that the quality of the membrane in other places is not very good." Luo Yan put away the formula, hesitated for a while, and asked again.

"This is it."

Malay Feng originally wanted to say that it is enough to have a membrane.

But thinking that his apprentice was obsessed with practicing martial arts, he patiently explained: "Xiao Tieshan does have a horizontal training method for skin refining, but the method should not be passed down lightly. His horizontal training method is only passed down to Yibo disciples."
Chapter completed!
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