I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 22 Urgency
The effect of the decoction was almost immediate. Not only did Xie Yuan's body feel slightly warm, but he also felt energetic in his bones.

I don't know what kind of medicine is in this soup, but the effect is so good! No wonder the iron guard kept the recipe tightly guarded, and the person in charge of the pharmacy is another direct disciple of Monk Liu.

No wonder it costs one tael of silver...

It seems that there is only one disease in this world.

With a sigh, Xie Yuan jumped up, walked directly to the courtyard, and started to fight.

After practicing six sets of standing meditation from beginning to end, the barely detectable blood and energy in the chest seemed to increase quietly.

Xie Yuan felt this tiny but real progress, and his spirits lifted. He kept repeating it, and then again, and then again...

The silver moon cast its clear light, and in the cold wind of the winter night, the young man breathed in and out hot air.

Before his body felt tired, Xie Yuan stopped.

Deep down, he was willing to keep practicing. The increase in blood and energy, the increase in progress, and the visible gains made him full of enthusiasm for martial arts practice.

But family members know their own business. The weakness in his bones last time was still fresh in his mind. Even though the medicine soup was very effective and he felt that it had not yet fully exerted its power, Xie Yuan stopped cautiously before his body gave him a warning.

It is better to be safe than sorry. Xie Yuan wanted to walk this road for a while longer.

"Since you have this body, it is natural that good and bad are one with you. Take care of it slowly, and it will eventually bear fruit."

Xie Yuan wiped the sweat off his body, feeling the effect of the medicine, as if he were a man with abundant energy, and fell into a warm sleep.

Three days later.

Xie Yuan practiced in the courtyard. When he was still, he was like an old tree taking root; when he moved, he was like a pine tree swaying.

I have mastered the six sets of standing meditation, three static and three dynamic.

After he finished practicing for the last time, he slowly ended the exercise and blinked.

[Iron Shirt·Last Layer: (73/500)]

"I've been training hard these past few days, and my progress is so fast. If my body wasn't restrained, wouldn't it be able to take off?"

Xie Yuan was thinking.

The blood and air in his chest were already as thick as half his little finger.

Xie Yuan mobilized it to move around his skin and moisturize it, and he could feel his skin slowly getting stronger.

With the help of four medicinal soups, he made a great step forward.

However, as the effect of the medicine slowly wore off, Xie Yuan's burning energy also subsided, just like he had suddenly transformed from a hot-tempered teenager into an empty middle-aged man.

Feeling the kind of weakness that can only be experienced after practicing martial arts, especially compared with the anger when the medicine is fully effective, Xie Yuan smiled bitterly:
"How come the only way to prolong ejaculation is by taking drugs? Once the effect of the drugs wears off, you'll go back to your original form right away?"

What about practicing martial arts to strengthen your body?
In fact, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will be weak.

This time, it was again thanks to the medicinal soup and Xie Yuan's careful practice that he did not feel any damage to his body.

Practicing martial arts will damage your essence, while nourishing martial arts will replenish your qi.

As the old saying goes, "If you practice boxing without practicing martial arts, it will all be in vain when you get old."

Unfortunately, it is difficult to find a method to cultivate it. How can a woodcutter from a mountain village like him find the secret that only the big sects have?
Forget it, don’t think too much, just keep your feet on the ground first.

But why don’t I feel better after drinking the medicine?

Xie Yuan frowned slightly. Sixty or seventy taels of silver could make up for the deficit in his body. But if he spent four taels of silver, there should be some splash, right?
I thought it would get better, but once the effect of the medicine wore off...

I ate it, but I didn't seem to eat it.

He thought about it and decided to go to the martial arts gym to ask.

In the Iron Gate.

"So, Brother Xie, after you took the tonic soup, you worked hard on your training, right?"

Cao Shan held his forehead and sighed slightly. Xie Yuan noticed his helplessness and frowned and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Of course!"

Cao Shan shook his head repeatedly:

"It's a very simple truth. The medicinal properties of the medicine soup are limited. If you practice too much, it will naturally be consumed. You don't feel tired because the practice consumes the medicinal properties of the medicine soup, but not your own blood and essence.

“But for a person like you who is in poor health, your body is like a dried-up pond. The tonic can moisten it, but before it can become moist, you dry it up by practicing Kung Fu!

"Xie, Junior Brother. To be honest, I have seen many brothers who work hard to practice, but it is rare to see someone as eager as you to improve. What are you so anxious about?"

Cao Shan muttered to himself.

So that's it. To put it simply, it's the law of conservation of energy...

Xie Yuan fell silent. He had never thought about it this way before. Indeed, perhaps he had some hidden worries in his heart, so he was always in a hurry to practice.

But the threats from the Zhang brothers were not false. Although Xie Yuan had subdued the hooligans and they dared not come to harass him anymore, when he occasionally ran into Zhang Laoer in the village, his eyes made Xie Yuan understand that the matter was not over yet.

But now it seems that there is no rush...

"Brother Cao, what should we do?"

"It's not a cold day, and the same goes for building a good foundation. You have to do it slowly. This tonic soup alone probably won't help. You'd better go to the pharmacy to see Second Senior Brother and get a prescription for your condition. During this period, you must slow down your practice."

Xie Yuan fell even more silent. It seemed that this was not something that could be accomplished in a short period of time.

He can wait, but will those bad guys wait for him?

Cao Shan saw his expression and advised:
"Xie, Junior Brother. Practicing Kung Fu is like a trickle of water wearing away a stone, or a pile of sand making a tower. More haste, less speed. Tao Jie Lin and the others didn't get started as fast as you, but he is now making steady progress and has already gotten started. This is enough to prove that the key to practicing Kung Fu is persistence, not speed.

"Xie, Junior Brother. For someone like you who is weak in Qi and blood, the most difficult step is to get started with the Qi sense. You have sensed that, right? So you should focus on taking care of your body first. With your comprehension, you may be able to achieve something great after accumulating a lot."

Xie Yuan said sullenly:
"It's okay. I've already gotten started, but I can't get any faster."

"What? How is it possible... are you serious?"

Cao Shan was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"It's just getting started, there's no need to lie."

Xie Yuan was feeling a little depressed and shook his head.
"Senior Brother Cao is right. We need to think about this matter carefully. I will go back and think about it first."

Cao Shan looked at Xie Yuan's departing back and murmured to himself:

"Just getting started? It took me ten days to get started. Can he feel the energy in ten days even though his energy and blood are empty? Hiss... am I also empty?"

Xie Yuan was walking on the way back, thinking:

“Or you can take medicine while practicing, which can also make progress and barely have the strength to protect yourself, but it will be difficult to break through and become a warrior; and if you continue like this for a long time, it is basically a foregone conclusion that your foundation will be damaged.

"Or, as Senior Brother Cao said, we can slowly take care of him. Give him some time, and we can find a way, but...

"But, will the two Zhang brothers wait for me?"

Xie Yuan was in a dilemma. He walked back to Xiaoshi Village from Panlong Town without figuring out what was going on.

Damn, how can it be a sin if he just looks handsome?
He suddenly became angry:
"Damn it, this is too much! If it doesn't work, I'll just chop Zhang Lao Er to pieces in the dark, then dive into the mountains and see if Zhang Da can find me!"

Xie Yuan was about to cut Zhang Da and Zhang Er into pieces in his heart and was about to return to his home on the hillside when he suddenly stopped.

A Taoist priest was standing at the door of his house, looking around.

After seeing him, the Taoist priest raised his hand, bowed, and asked:

"Young man, is this Xie Lun's home?"

(End of this chapter)