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Chapter 169: Sleeping Arhat Fist [First Update]

A Lian was busy. After dinner every day, she would go to check on the progress of the house renovation and bring some food to the workers to express her gratitude.

Of course, it is worth mentioning that Doctor Lin also said that Chen Agou’s talent is actually better than Uncle Feng’s, and he is a first-grade spiritual root.

It is truly an astonishing talent. With such a talent, in ancient times, after three years of practice, one would be able to reach the seventh level of Qi Refining.

And Yunyun's talent is better than the earth spiritual roots and heavenly spiritual roots that surpass the first-grade spiritual roots, and it belongs to the divine grade spiritual roots.

With such talent, in ancient times, she would be considered a favored daughter of heaven.

"Do you still know medical skills?"

Grandpa Lin has recently been studying the collection of books in Dr. Lin's family. Compared with the inheritance of Dr. Lin's family, his and Uncle Feng's collection in this area is far behind, and some of them have been lost.

Doctor Lin's family has been running the Lin family pharmacy since the Republic of China period.

Doctor Lin's father was a cultivator at the foundation-building stage. Unfortunately, he went out to exorcise demons and monsters, and he was seriously injured when he came back. He died when he was less than fifty years old.

At that time, Doctor Lin was only an eighteen-year-old boy, and he had already started practicing. Due to his average talent, he was only at the first level of Qi Refining at that time and had just started practicing.

No matter what, Dr. Lin has a good talent in medicine, and he supports the Lin family pharmacy with his solid skills in traditional Chinese medicine.

"I really understand. If you don't believe me, you can test me. I am a genius and have been studying this knowledge recently. In addition, medicine and martial arts are inseparable. As a master of internal force, I am proficient in acupuncture points on the human body. When learning medical skills, I only need to remember the things on the medical tree, and I can quickly master them."

Naturally Jiang Ming had to start bragging. He couldn't say that his medical skills were acquired through cheating, so he had to make up some stories.

When the time comes, my medical skills will be revealed, and you can believe it or not.

There's nothing I can do, he's just that good.

Finally, Dr. Lin, Mr. Lin, and Jiang Ming came to the yard outside and started a heated debate. Even Dr. Lin, an old Chinese medicine practitioner in his fifties, was stunned.

Moreover, Jiang Ming knows many lost techniques, and is much better than Dr. Lin in Chinese medicine and acupuncture.

"Fourth Uncle, why don't you let Ah Ming try? He has real medical skills, not just bragging."

In fact, as the long-term illness makes one a famous doctor, Mr. Lin is also a master of medical skills. He also recognized Jiang Ming's medical skills and nodded.

"Since I'm up, let's do it today. I need a quiet room to treat Fourth Grandpa. When the time comes, I will use my newly learned One Finger to kill the cancer cells in Fourth Grandpa's body."

Jiang Ming learns some Chinese medicine and occasionally talks about some knowledge of Western medicine, which are some of the things Haibara Ai learned in college.

Seeing what Jiang Ming said so clearly, Dr. Lin and Mr. Lin were both fooled. As for Western medicine, they were completely in the dark.

Moreover, these two old men are the kind of people who insist on traditional Chinese medicine and hate Western medicine. Now seeing Jiang Ming taking advantage of others' strengths and making up for his own weaknesses, acting as if he knows a lot about both Chinese and Western medicine, they are a little confused.

Especially when Jiang Ming mentioned something about One Finger Zen, the two old men were speechless. Is this something they see in martial arts TV dramas?

Finally, Jiang Ming tricked Mr. Lin into agreeing to his treatment. Jiang Ming took out the anesthetic needle he got from A Juan, and after a while, Mr. Lin quickly fell asleep.

To be on the safe side, he increased the dosage.

After all, Mr. Lin is at least a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator.

Then, Jiang Ming directly used the ghost domain and cooperated with the ghost hand that only existed in the third level of the ghost domain to directly remove the cancer cells in Grandpa Lin's body.

Then, silver needles were used to seal the acupuncture points in his body to prevent internal bleeding.
He used the One Yang Finger in conjunction with the Nine Yang Divine Art's internal force to quickly heal his wounds and repair the damaged areas in his cultivation.

Refine and eliminate some of the negative energy that remains in his body.

Just like that, after an hour of hard work, everything was done.

Once the most important cancer is removed, the others will be much easier.

The most difficult thing was to use the One Finger Zen to heal his wounds.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming was a mid-level martial saint expert, so everything was not too difficult for him and was quickly resolved.

After the treatment, Dr. Lin was asked to lie down. Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, the problem was finally solved.

After he went downstairs, Yunyun was still meditating and Dr. Lin was waiting.

"How about it?"

Doctor Lin looked over and asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it's been taken care of. When Fourth Grandpa wakes up, he will probably be completely cured. In the next period of time, you can give him some blood-replenishing medicine. He will be fine after taking it for a few days."

Jiang Ming spoke.

“Ah, it really can be cured.”

Doctor Lin was stunned.

"Cough-cough-"

Jiang Ming pretended to cough twice accidentally, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he swallowed it back.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Jiang Ming said indifferently.

Doctor Lin saw it but stopped talking. It seemed that curing the disease was not easy for Jiang Ming, and he could not ask for anything. This kind of thing would definitely not be popularized.

Jiang Ming stared at Yunyun for a while, "Uncle Master, the commission from Wufang Securities has come down. Use my share to see if you can collect hundreds of years old ginseng. Then, give Yunyun some supplements. Don't waste her talent. She has missed the best time for cultivation. Now we can only use other methods to improve her cultivation speed."

"In addition, there is this one million. Doctor Lin, please also collect some hundred-year-old ginseng for me. I want to try and see if I can use it myself. Recently, my practice has reached a bottleneck."

Jiang Ming took out another one million, put it on the table and said.

He wanted to give it a try, to strengthen it a little, to directly enhance the effect of ginseng.

"Okay, Uncle Feng, that's it. I'm going to go home first and rest for a while."

Jiang Ming continued. "Well, I know. Leave these things to me. I have been in the pharmacy for decades, so I still have some channels for medicinal materials."

Doctor Lin did not force him to stay. He now guessed that Jiang Ming might have injured his vitality in trying to save his fourth uncle.

Otherwise, why would you suddenly want to buy ginseng?

Looking at Jiang Ming's back, Doctor Lin felt a little regretful. He was such a good candidate for son-in-law, but his cousin, Feng Lao Si, was not satisfied.

Thinking back to the first time they met, this kid really has the qualifications to inherit his Lin family pharmacy!

Compared to that kid A'ren, that kid has been missing for many days. Alas, the old man has nothing to say.

Thinking back to the look in my daughter Jiang Ming's eyes recently, that stupid boy, your childhood sweetheart, did you think he must be yours?
As someone who has been through this, Dr. Lin wants to say that it is not safe to marry someone into the family, let alone a childhood sweetheart.

Jiang Ming went to take a look at the unfinished house he had just bought and renovated. The floor had been put up, which was going on so fast.

It really looks like the real deal.

Jiang Ming immediately made some suggestions, for example, not leaving the wires exposed outside, and for example, not buying a wardrobe but making one directly with carpentry.

Many technologies are not popular in this era, so Jiang Ming can only innovate them.

It must be said that after hearing Jiang Ming's words, the carpenter suddenly had some enlightenment.

money is not a problem.

In the end, Jiang Ming naturally left with his silly girlfriend A Lian. The carpenter was a fifty-year-old worker, who was practical, capable, good at carpentry and honest.

A Lian was in a daze on the balcony. When Jiang Ming found him, he was speechless when he saw this scene.

"Brother Amin, where are we going now?"

With Jiang Ming holding her hand, A Lian lowered her head shyly and said.

"To my house, of course."

Jiang Ming said as a matter of course.

"Oh, the two of us?"

A-Lian said with some fear.

"Of course."

When Jiang Ming saw her shy look and blushing face, he was even more impressed by how pure girls at this age were.

Just like that, A Lian was brought home by Jiang Ming in a daze. He kissed and touched her so much that she forgot where she was.

But Jiang Ming suddenly said to her, "Close your eyes and sit cross-legged on the carpet."

A-Lian was very shy, but she still did as she was told obediently.

Jiang Ming took out a strengthened Wu Ji Bai Feng pill and stuffed it into her mouth, which melted in her mouth.

A-Lian was very shy and didn't know what it was. Before she could taste it, it was gone.

Jiang Ming directly took out the Mingyu Gong, chose to strengthen it, and then put it in A Lian's hand and said, "Open the book."

A Lian obediently opened the secret book.

The next moment, the secret book really turned into white jade-colored streams of light. As she flipped through it quickly, the symbols and little men flew into A Lian's brows.

Let’s start practicing!

With the help of a Wu Ji Bai Feng Pill, he was also given a secret initiation.

A Lian quickly entered the state of practicing. The system-enhanced Mingyu Gong had a total of ten levels. I don’t know how many levels she can practice in her first time.

Having wasted two enhancement points, Jiang Ming did not continue to waste them. Instead, he packed up the Ming Yu Gong book that no longer glowed, so that he could use it in the future.

Then, Jiang Ming took out the secret book of Sleeping Arhat Fist, strengthened it directly, and then practiced it.

As golden fonts and golden figures entered his brows, Jiang Ming suddenly felt very sleepy, and then he fell asleep.

"The golden throne before the Buddha, the Arhats return to their positions."

At the same time, such a voice sounded in Jiang Ming's mind. Even in his dream, he was still sleeping.

The place where he slept was in the middle of a forest. In the distance, there was a black dog as big as a calf. What kind of black dog was that? Or rather, a vicious dog. It was almost as big as a Siberian tiger. Its body length, not counting its tail, was two meters and three meters long, and its shoulder height was one meter and one meter high. It was pitch black, and it opened its bloody mouth and looked at Jiang Ming. Its eyes flashed with ferocious blood, and it had the numbness and dead silence of a ghost without wisdom.

The next moment, he rushed towards the woods, where Jiang Ming was sitting on the ground with his chin supported by one hand.

"Subduing the dragon!"

Jiang Ming attacked suddenly. When he raised his hand, there was a force of tens of thousands of pounds. The vicious dog was knocked flying, its body exploded, and it was killed instantly.

Jiang Ming was still receiving inheritance of martial arts skills and had no idea about this.

"Fuhu!"

Jiang Ming completed a set of Sleeping Arhat Fist in his sleep, and then he opened his eyes in reality.

"It's done, Sleeping Arhat Fist."

Jiang Ming clenched his fists and opened his eyes. In reality, only half an hour had passed.

He seemed to have seen something just now, and soon Jiang Ming remembered a big black dog.

The Sleeping Arhat Fist is like sleeping and not sleeping, like awake and not awake, true and false, false and true.

(End of this chapter)