The monkey returned disappointed, but Song Yang was really happy. Unknowingly, he had become a 'one-of-a-kind martial arts prodigy'? This surprise came a bit too unexpectedly.
Superior martial arts emphasizes the flow of true energy and the inner strength to injure the enemy. The training path of masters throughout the ages is exactly the same: refining the inner strength, and then using the inner strength to open up the meridians. After the meridians become stronger, they can accommodate more inner strength, and then activate them according to the mental method.
The internal force continues to expand the meridians, and so on endlessly. Song Yang's meridians have been tempered by You Taiyi's overbearing medicinal power to a top grade, and practicing martial arts will get twice the result with half the effort.
In the era of cold weapons, caution, superb medical skills, and a strong body are all the foundation for a successful life, but in comparison, profound martial arts is undoubtedly more direct and effective. How can Song Yang not be excited.
After Doctor You stopped laughing, Song Yang calmed down and asked seriously: "To what extent can the blood refining technique refine my meridians?"
Doctor You had already considered this matter and answered without hesitation: "When you reach the age of eighteen, your blood refining skills will be perfect. By then, your meridians will have firmly entered the second level, the word B."
Song Yang was greedy and smiled from ear to ear. At the same time, he asked like he was bargaining: "Why is it that you have reached perfection at the age of eighteen? If you practice blood for a few more years, you can wait until you enter the A-character..."
Doctor You sneered and interrupted: "Do you think refining blood is refining iron? Burning it for a while will make it more beautiful? When you are eighteen years old, your body will grow to the extreme. The five internal organs will support each other, and the yin and yang will complement each other. You must never tamper with it again.
.At that time, relying on drugs and external forces to change the body may be effective for a while, but the consequences will be endless and the gains will not be worth the losses." The human body is so complex that after 'thousand years', all the mysteries about the human body have not yet been solved. Even especially
The imperial doctor's skills are all-powerful, but he doesn't dare to practice "blood refining" at the age of eighteen, after his development has been finalized.
Song Yang nodded: "In other words, my highest achievement in martial arts ends at the word B?" In the future, his achievements in martial arts will all depend on the 'foundation'. Which level of meridians he can only practice?
Which product.
Doctor You was annoyed and glared: "At that time, no external force can help. If you want to make further progress, you have to start from the inside out. Besides, isn't it enough to have a second-grade master? Looking at the world, there are only a few in total!
Stop talking nonsense and enjoy your bath!"
"Finally, let me ask you, why are you planning to let me practice martial arts now? You should have started a few years ago, right?"
"Do you care?" Doctor You's answer was simple and concise, but still illogical. Song Yang laughed and stopped bothering his 'uncle'.
From afternoon to dusk, the two of them had been soaking in the mud pond. Doctor You closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, falling into a rare deep sleep. Song Yang also had a face full of contentment, enjoying the peace while half asleep and half awake... And now
At that time, outside Yanziping, a Shanxi man was walking quickly along the path carrying a giant hammer.
The barbarians are powerful and murderous. Their sudden appearance is no small matter. After hearing the news, Pantouer rushed over with a knife and shouted to the barbarians from a distance: "Stop, why are you here."
This Shanxi Man knew Chinese. He stopped when he heard the words, and at the same time he carried the big mallet on his shoulders behind his back, indicating that he was not hostile: "I'm looking for Song Yang, you can show me the way."
Pan Tou'er felt slightly relaxed. A few days ago, he saw Manzi escorting Yang Yazi back. Knowing that there was some connection between them, he nodded and said, "Come with me!"
Song Yang was not at home, and the barbarian came to deliver the message under the order of the leader. He refused to leave until he saw someone. He put down the big hammer and sat outside the door to wait for someone. After waiting with him for a while, he gradually became impatient and started to look at the mountain stream.
Barbarian said: "Wait by yourself, don't cause trouble, let alone hurt others."
Manzi rolled his strange eyes and nodded.
Until it was almost dark and Song Yang hadn't come back yet, Barbarian remained motionless, like a door god, guarding the door of his house. At this time, suddenly a string of bells rang, and a young man with disheveled hair and a silly smile drove a
The fat sheep passed by here, and on his shoulders lay the ever-ugly lizard.
If Ren Xiaoqiao sees him, he should be able to figure it out. He is the sheepherder Liu Ersi that Song Yang mentioned.
Other residents in the town were passing by and suddenly saw a barbarian. Without exception, they were startled and hurriedly avoided it. But Liu Er was stupid. Instead of avoiding it, he stepped forward and asked: "What are you doing?"
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This time, the barbarian female leader sent someone to deliver a message to the town. Because she was afraid that the tribe would cause trouble, she specially found a good-tempered person. However, this person was not among the people who escorted everyone last time. He did not know Song Yang. Liu Ersi came up to ask questions.
, he asked back: "Song Yang?"
Liu Ersha nodded: "Yes, let's send a sheep." In the afternoon, Old Man Liu ordered a sheep from him in the town, and now he will send it to others...
The barbarian was quite cautious, so he emphasized his tone and said, "Seriously?"
Liu Ersha looked serious: "Really, I don't dare to lie. If you don't believe me, just ask Old Man Liu."
The barbarians believed it. Before coming, the tribesmen told him about Song Yang's appearance, but in the eyes of the barbarians, there was really no difference between the appearance of the Han people: "The leader said something, and all the honorable friends fled." Six days ago, the barbarian girl and
Song Yang parted ways and returned to the mountain camp only to learn that all the honored friends who had been escorted back from the previous battle had escaped, so he immediately sent someone to inform Song Yang.
Even a little baby can now understand that everyone said it was wrong, but Liu Ersi didn't realize it. He looked at the sky, thought about it carefully, and sighed: "If you run away, just run away."
The barbarian who delivered the message bowed to him: "The leader said, I'm very sorry, the Shanxi clan owes you another favor."
Liu Ersha also bowed to Barbarian: "I'm sending a sheep, but I can't give it to you, so I owe you a favor." In fact, the average barbarian's IQ is not higher than Liu Ersha's, and the two of them communicated quite happily.
, the barbarian stopped talking nonsense, picked up the big hammer and walked away. He moved quickly and disappeared at the corner of the street in a blink of an eye. Liu Ersi waved his whip and continued "I give the sheep".
Just as the barbarians were delivering the message to leave the town, a group of knights came on horseback.
The red flag, the red armor, and the fierce red tassel on the helmet...the bright colors reveal a hint of purple, which is not like red flowers, but more like blood.
The two sides met head-on at the edge of the town. The barbarians ignored them and walked away quickly. However, the leader of the red-armored knights tightened his reins, with anger in his eyes. He turned to the adjutant behind him and scolded: "Isn't it that Yanziping is the most peaceful place?"
But how can there be barbarians in the mountains and streams?"
The adjutant obviously did not expect this to happen. He got off his horse in shock and said, "It is a derogatory act and an oversight."
This group of people made a lot of noise and soon alerted the county government. This time, it was not just Pantou who came out to greet him. The county magistrate of Yanziping and other county officials all walked out quickly to greet them and ran all the way to the horse. Mr. Zhou saluted respectfully.
: "I didn't know that the generals from Hongbo Prefecture were arriving, but my subordinates were far away to welcome them. I beg your pardon."
The unique red armor, looking at Nanli, only one group of people would wear it like this, the King of Zhenxi, the general of Hongbo Mansion.
The northern border of Nanli Kingdom borders the southern territory of Dayan, and the western border borders Tubo. In the past ten years, although there have been no major wars on the border, the officers and soldiers of the two major countries often disguise themselves as bandits and enter the country.
Robbery and harassment continued, especially from Tibet.
The King of Zhenxi is the biological uncle of the current King of Nanli. He spent his entire life in the military, commanding the army to guard the Western Front, and made outstanding achievements in resisting the Tibetans. All his generals in the Hongbo Mansion were also selected from the front line, and every one of them had meritorious service.
A good warrior, even though he is already an internal guard, can always go to the border to kill the enemy.
He was subordinate to the prince, had made great contributions to the people, and had gorgeous clothes and armor, so he was naturally loved by the people. Hongbo Mansion had a very high prestige in Nanli.
The leader of the family general, who is almost forty years old, has a stern face, but he doesn't have much airs: "I'm sorry, sir. I'm wearing armor, so I can't dismount from my horse to salute." After saying that, he saluted briefly on his horse. They are not in the rank of officers and soldiers.
, are the prince's private soldiers. If we really want to take it seriously, they are just civilians. But the "commoners" of Hongbo Mansion are not comparable to a magistrate. It is already polite enough for a general to be like this.
Mr. Zhou was flattered and loudly ordered his men: "Quickly lead the horses for the generals..."
"No need." The leader of the family shook his head and interrupted: "On the order of the prince, I came here to find someone. Please send a brother to lead the way."
Mr. Zhou quickly asked: "Who is the general looking for?"
"Ren..." After saying that, the leader of the family frowned, and the adjutant behind him spoke on his behalf: "Ren Fu."