The Martial Saint begins by collecting corpses.

Chapter 9 Canglang Fist

Chen Yihui frowned, glanced at Lu Ming, his expression cold, and stopped insisting, saying directly:

"The boxing style I am going to teach you is called Canglang Fist. After you master it, your qi and blood will be like ocean waves, layer upon layer, endlessly emerging."

"Most importantly, this martial art is progressive and not difficult to learn."

"Canglang boxing is divided into training methods and fighting methods. The training method is Canglang stance training."

"Now you will learn from me."

After he finished speaking, he spread his legs and squatted down until his thighs and calves were at a right angle. Lu Ming was a little confused. Could it be that he could master martial arts like this?

Then, Chen Yihui slowly lifted his heels until only the balls of his feet were supporting his entire body.

In this situation, his body remained completely still.

The three were astonished, and at Chen Yihui's prompting, they began to imitate him standing in this stance.

Even though Lu Ming was already a martial artist, his body was still swaying when he stood up on the stake, and he could hardly keep his balance. After standing for a while, his ankles even started to hurt.

The monkey was in an even more embarrassing situation. It had only been standing for a few breaths when its calf cramped up. It sat on the ground, crying out in pain, its face flushed red, and it dared not look at Chen Yihui's expression.

Chen Yihui remained expressionless, his gaze sweeping over the monkey. The monkey's behavior did not surprise him.

Although Lu Ming was already considered a skin-training martial artist, he still stood crookedly in this stance, proving that his talent was indeed very mediocre.

Finally, he looked at Da Hu, a hint of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

Although Da Hu was initially a bit flustered, he quickly managed to stand in a more standard position, as if it were a bodily instinct, which allowed him to understand the meaning of the Canglang stance training.

Although he was clearly feeling unwell and experiencing slight pain, he forced himself to continue standing.

Chen Yihui was very satisfied with Da Hu's talent and temperament. How wonderful it would be if such a person could be his disciple.

Unfortunately, she was won over by someone like Lu Ming beforehand.

He watched the three people standing on the Canglang Stakes, sometimes falling and getting up again, swaying from side to side in the morning light, sweating profusely, and didn't think too much about it anymore.

What level of cultivation can a person reach? In many cases, it is predetermined at birth.

Once their status rises along with their cultivation level, many things will fall apart on their own.

"Alright." Chen Yihui let the three of them figure out how to stand on the Canglang stance on their own, and then stopped them after a while.

At this moment, a servant came over carrying a wooden tray with a bowl of hot, dark soup on it, which smelled strongly of Chinese medicine.

There's a saying in martial arts: "Three parts training, seven parts nurturing."

"Some people say that it is true that scholars are poor and warriors are rich."

"If you are not physically strong, practicing martial arts will easily deplete your energy, which is actually not good."

"This is a tonic for martial arts training called Qi-boosting powder. Drinking it can greatly improve the efficiency of martial arts training."

"This Qi-boosting powder costs five hundred coins per packet, but the Duke heard that Da Hu's constitution is of superior quality, so he specially ordered someone to send this bowl of Qi-boosting powder to Da Hu to nourish his body."

"No money required, one bowl every day."

Chen Yihui spoke slowly, then had Da Hu take the medicinal soup.

"Five hundred coins? There are many times when we don't even have that much money to collect a corpse. The Duke is really good to Da Hu." The monkey said with some envy.

The servant brought the tonic to Da Hu, who took it and handed it to Lu Ming, saying, "Brother, you drink this."

Upon seeing this, the servant's expression immediately changed drastically. The Duke had ordered him to deliver the medicine to Da Hu, and if Lu Ming ended up drinking it, he feared he would be in serious trouble.

Chen Yihui frowned deeply, and his face darkened.

But Lu Ming pushed the steaming hot tonic back, frowning as he said:

"I don't like bitter things, you drink it. When you become stronger, find me some good, non-bitter tonics."

Upon hearing this, Da Hu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright."

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, his face contorted in a bitter expression: "Brother, it's really bitter."

He had barely finished speaking when his expression suddenly changed: "Is this really a tonic? Or is it poison? It's so hot, I'm so hot."

"It's hot, that's good. While the medicinal effects are still there, quickly practice the Canglang Stance to refine the medicinal power."

Chen Yihui quickly said that Da Hu immediately did as he was told, but he didn't do it properly in his haste. Chen Yihui went up and tapped and pointed out his correct posture.

Once Da Hu was almost on the right track, although his face was flushed, he clearly began to cultivate with the help of the medicine. Chen Yihui turned his head and saw that Lu Ming and Monkey were not idle either, and had continued to practice their stances.

Thinking about what had just happened, Chen Yihui's expression softened slightly. Lu Ming still knew what was important and didn't want to drag Da Hu down.

Seeing that the two men's postures were also quite inappropriate, he stepped forward to offer some pointers.

After a morning of this, apart from Lu Ming, Monkey and Tiger were both exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

However, the monkey was so exhausted that he could no longer speak, panting heavily and sweating profusely, while the tiger, still full of energy, said to Lu Ming:

"Big brother, that was really fun to practice!"

"I still feel warm inside, and it feels great to sweat it out."

"Brother, don't be fooled by the bitter taste of the Qi-tonifying powder; it's very effective. You should drink that bowl of Qi-tonifying powder tomorrow."

Lu Ming shook his head and said:

"Since you have it for free, you can drink it. If I want to drink, I have money here, I can go buy some."

Da Hu thought that he had gotten more than thirty taels from the Blackwater Gang, which he could not use up in a short time, so he reluctantly agreed.

Chen Yihui said calmly:

"Alright, practicing Canglang stance all morning without taking tonics is going too far. Eat more meat and nourish your body. Go now, come back tomorrow."

He then turned and left first.

Upon hearing the words "eat meat," Monkey and Tiger felt their stomachs rumble, their eyes lit up, and they got up, staring intently at Lu Ming.

Lu Ming laughed and said, "The county government can't supply all the Qi-tonifying powder, but they should be able to afford some meat. Let's go directly to the public kitchen to eat."

He then led the two to the public kitchen he had inquired about the day before, where they had a feast, which indeed cost no money.

I ate until my stomach was completely full before going out.

In the afternoon, Lu Ming went to find Li Xiu and asked him to help him purchase Qi-boosting powder at a price of 500 coins per pack.

Judging from Da Hu's condition this morning, this thing is likely more useful than he thought.

What he needs most right now is strength. To quickly improve his strength, he will inevitably need Qi-replenishing powder.

However, he only had five taels of silver left, which was enough to buy ten packets of Qi-boosting powder, enough for him and the monkey to eat for five days.

I'm broke! I thought five taels of silver would last me a long time, but it's all gone in no time.

That night, Ah Lang returned as well.

The four discussed the matter in the main hall of the courtyard. Lu Ming said:

"There's something I haven't told you before: I spent twenty taels of silver to get into the manor for Steward Li."

"I used the last five taels of silver I had to buy Qi-boosting powder, and now we have no money left."

"The main problem is that the Qi-boosting powder is only enough for me and the monkey for five days, which is far from enough."

"We must find a way to make money."

Ah Lang had anticipated this, but he just sighed and said:

"Practicing martial arts is really expensive."

The monkey and the tiger were startled:

"No money? You're out of money so quickly? How are we going to make money? And now we can't even collect the corpses."

Lu Ming's eyes flickered as he said:

"Who says we can't collect a body? If the body doesn't come, we'll go find one."

The monkey's expression shifted, and it said:

"What brilliant plan does Big Brother have now?"

Lu Ming said, "It's very simple, we collect protection money."

Ah Lang frowned: "Collecting protection money? Collecting protection money from whom?"

Lu Ming said, "The county government appears to be indifferent, but gangs occupy both the front and back streets, causing immense suffering to the people."

Big Tiger exclaimed excitedly, "We collect protection money from gangs!"

Lu Ming said calmly, "No, we will still collect protection money from the people."

The three men were taken aback: "Collecting protection money from the people?"

Lu Ming's gaze swept over the three people:

"We only take half of what other gangs charge."

"Ah Lang, when will those poisons be ready?"

Ah Lang pondered for a moment and said:

"The materials have been purchased, and the first type of poison should be ready in about seven days."

Lu Ming then asked, "What gangs are based in the backstreet? When do they collect protection money?"

Ah Lang said, "The Fierce Tiger Gang. Ten days later."

Lu Ming said:

"Very good, Wolf. Intelligence, drugs, weapons and equipment, and many other things can sometimes be obtained without force."