Jin An: "Miss Lingyun, a friend of mine would like to ask, is it easy to gain enlightenment in martial arts?"
Zhang Lingyun's pretty face was solemn: "It's harder than the sky, but it's hard to find."
"The road to martial arts should be gradual."
“If you don’t accumulate depressions, you won’t be able to reach a thousand miles; if you don’t accumulate small streams, you won’t be able to reach the rivers and seas.”
"Young Master Jin'an must not aim too high and be eager for success."
"Otherwise, it is easy to go crazy, and the patient may be seriously injured or disabled, or the heart may be broken and die suddenly."
Jin An spoke righteously: "Miss Lingyun misunderstood, I asked for my friend."
Zhang Lingyun looked at Jin An calmly with her pretty face.
Jin Anxin changed the topic: "Miss Lingyun, you are very talented and you have been practicing martial arts in the mountains since you were a child. In the past ten years, Miss Lingyun must have had an epiphany, right?"
Zhang Lingyun: "..."
Jin An: "?"
Zhang Lingyun: "..."
Jin An: "???"
Zhang Lingyun: "Humph!"
Jin An: "Miss Lingyun, why are you so angry and turned away? Miss Lingyun, Miss Lingyun..."
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Jin An can still clearly remember the scene when he ran to Zhang Lingyun to ask questions about martial arts on the first day of practicing the "Blood Knife Sutra".
As a result, he made Zhang Lingyun angry and drove away.
Jin An had an epiphany that day, three times a night.
Oh.
three times.
Today has been seven days since that night.
During these seven days, with the effectiveness of Jin'an's century-old tonic decoction, the "Blood Knife Sutra" skill progressed rapidly.
After all, not everyone who learns martial arts can benefit from the century-old medicine.
Even if you are a wealthy businessman and have spent all your wealth, you may not be able to buy century-old ginseng, century-old angelica and other century-old herbs.
A hundred-year-old medicine, for the martial arts world, it is hard to come by! Horse bones are hard to buy for a thousand dollars!
Price but no market!
And under the constant tonic of centuries-old medicine, Jin'an's daily practice speed is naturally making rapid progress.
Red blood energy consumes a lot of people's energy and blood.
It consumes a large amount of one's own energy and blood to enhance the fiery power and explosive power of the red blood energy.
Therefore, it is very easy to cause Qi and blood deficiency, resulting in disability sequelae.
Or the body is too weak and lacks Qi and blood. Once the Chixue Jin does not have enough Qi and blood as its foundation, it will directly cause backlash and the blood vessels throughout the body will burst and die.
Ordinary people who practice the "Blood Knife Sutra" are afraid that their Qi and blood will be greatly depleted, and they are worried that they will suffer from incurable diseases.
But Jin'an has the "Century-year Shengui Dabu Decoction", and he has no worries at all. He only needs to drink the Hundred-year-upon Bu Decoction in advance, and then use the majestic power of qi and blood in the medicine to practice the "Blood Knife Sutra".
Just absorb it and convert it into a hundred-year-old medicine.
The drug boy in the drugstore forced him to sell seven doses of medicinal materials in total.
Jin An had finished all the potions last night and directly trained the red blood energy to the third level. He now has strong and thick blood.
If Qi is sufficient and blood is strong, the muscles and bones will be strong.
Jin An went to the back kitchen of the inn to try it out. He could carry the three-hundred-jin millstone in the back kitchen with his arms around it.
Practicing martial arts diligently every day, Jin An's eyes are no longer as dull as before. Instead, his energy and spirit are as condensed as a hemp rope. He is full of energy every day, and his eyes seem to hide a divine light that cannot be used up.
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The soft and feminine strength of modern people's sub-healthy bodies has been completely wiped out from his body. He now has well-proportioned muscles and a powerful and powerful aura.
Gradually, he gained the sharp edge of the sword that could be drawn across the sword immediately.
…
During this period, in addition to practicing the "Blood Knife Sutra" hard, Jin An also took the opportunity to try setting up a porridge stall to provide free food to beggars and poor people in the county.
In ancient times, good people of nine generations set up porridge stalls and gave alms to the poor.
He also wants to follow suit, maybe he can collect wool infinitely for God's sake.
The thought of being able to pick up the wool of God's father made Jin An feel so excited just thinking about it.
But the reality is so shocking!
Jin'an deliberately tried to accumulate negative virtues, but he didn't even see the hair of negative virtues. It was really hard for him to eat hard food like this.
This failure reminded Jin An of the city where he used to live. He could often see old men, old ladies, or wealthy businessmen buying fish, turtles, snakes, and random little creatures, all of which they released into the river, thinking that this was for themselves.
Accumulating negative virtues to cover up one's guilty conscience.
In reality?
Releasing so many fish and shrimps at once, and even buying invasive species of scavengers, snapping turtles, and tilapia, is not doing yourself and your descendants any good deeds. Instead, it is destroying the local ecological balance and causing more fish and shrimps in the river.
Extinction...The yin virtues are not accumulated, but the yin virtues are damaged a lot.
Jin An felt that his inability to obtain yin virtue must be similar to the above example. Deliberately doing it artificially would be contrary to God's good intentions.
So later on, Jin An no longer deliberately pursued that illusory virtue. Occasionally, when he was exhausted from practicing the "Blood Sword Sutra", he would give porridge to some beggars and poor people.
Or rescue stray animals and send them to the hospital.
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Xuji Teahouse.
Jin An, who had not been to Xu Ji Teahouse for several days, came to the teahouse again.
The main reason is that Jin'an wants to hear Mr. Shu talk about the latest things that happened in Chang County. He should not be too privy to information.
I just happened to take advantage of this time that I ran out of "Shengui Dabu Decoction" and on my way to the drug store to buy some more medicinal decoction, I stopped by the teahouse to find out some new news.
Jin An is still sitting in his old seat.
After not seeing him for several days, when he reappeared in the teahouse, everyone in the teahouse caused a lot of noise.
Many rich girls, Xiafei's cheeks and eyes were like spring water, secretly looking sideways at the young and promising Jin An.
Jin An is no longer an unknown young master, but has achieved the status of being well-known in the streets. Almost most of the people in Chang County have heard of his name. The storyteller just happened to finish telling that Jin An solved the "drowning case".
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"Mr. Jin An, you haven't been to the teahouse for a long time, but you still want cassia tea?" The familiar teahouse boy saw Jin An walking into the teahouse and hurriedly ran over to welcome him to his seat.
"We can't do it this time, let's change it to ordinary Maojian tea."
Drinking too much cassia seed tea may lead to kidney yang deficiency and cold spleen and stomach, so you have to change the taste occasionally.
"Okay, Mr. Jin An, please wait a moment."
The waiter in the teahouse wiped the table with a rag, threw the rag over his shoulder, and then stepped back to get tea for Jin An.
After the storyteller finished telling the story of the drowning case, he took a sip of temperature difference to moisten his throat and began to tell the next story.
Snap!
The gavel settled.
"Two flowers bloom, one on each side."
"By the way, not long ago, after Mr. Jin An solved the case of the "Thunder God Killing a Corpse" within a case, a strange thing happened in Chang County Prison."
"Li Dashan of Shangpan Village, who killed his relatives and hid gunpowder, died mysteriously and violently in prison on the third day after his arrest, implicating other accomplices who wanted to kill and silence him."
"The story I'm going to tell you today is that one of the three most famous arrests in Chang County, Chief Zheng, cracked the Shangpan Village hiding case, beheaded six heads, wiped out the rest of Li Dashan's associates in one fell swoop, and completely closed the private gunpowder case.
, it turns out that Li Dashan and others secretly hid gunpowder, and it was two gangs fighting for territory."
"Foretell the detailed process, please listen to me slowly..."
Um?
Jin An, who was waiting for tea, was unexpectedly stunned for a moment.
Immediately listen carefully to the details.
But as soon as the storyteller finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside the street. Many people ran outside the county town, as if there was something happening.
A customer in the teahouse grabbed one of the passers-by and asked what was going on?
A passer-by replied: "On the northern slope of Chang County, a white coffin that occupied someone else's grave was dug up. Now there are Taoist priests preparing to perform rituals and carry the coffin!"