Chapter 2 Dirty House
“Although there are immortals in this world, the lifestyle of mortals is not much different from the feudal dynasty of the Iron Age, and productivity is low.”
“Perhaps it is because of the immortals It doesn’t make sense, powerful individuals do not have the concept of common development, or immortals do not regard mortals as the same kind.”
“It is not ruled out that there may be an inner world like the ‘fairy world’ in this world. There will be another world structure. "
In the woodshed, Chu Zheng shrank down, trying to preserve his body temperature as much as possible, and habitually began to analyze the social background of the current era in his mind.
Unfortunately, due to the fact that the original person did not read much, the information he could obtain was quite limited.
In a blink of an eye, midnight is approaching, and the moon is at its peak.
Chu Zheng did not waste the five repair opportunities given by the panel, and used them all on Fit Fist.
[Name: Chu Zheng]
[Cultivation: Level 0]
[Skills: Fitting Fist (Level 0/Incomplete), Chasing the Wind Sword Technique (Level 0)]
[Repair Master: Level 0 (5/1000)]
[Remaining repairs for the day Number of times: 0]
[Currently repairable: Fitting Fist (5/10)]
Chu Zheng stared at the panel and continued to wait for the passage of time.
Halfway through the hour, the panel changed again. Just as he expected, the number of repairs to zero was refreshed, and he once again used them all on the Fit Fist.
[Fusion Boxing (10/10) has been repaired]
[Level: Level 0]
[A fairly ordinary boxing technique, the person who created it may not have I have never thought about using it to hurt people. Long-term practice can strengthen the body. It seems that there is still potential to be tapped, but with your current ability, you cannot do it for the time being. 】
A message came into Chu Zheng’s mind, which was a set of breathing formulas.
This boxing method is divided into two sets of fist methods and breathing methods. The Song family only taught the boxing methods and did not teach the breathing methods.
In mortal martial arts, if one tempers the five bodies, condenses the inner energy, and accumulates the energy into a front, then one becomes a master.
Without the breathing method, even if you practice it to the limit, it can only play a role in weakening the body, and there will be no hope of accumulating Qi in your life.
What surprised Chu Zheng the most was the description of He Shen Fist on the panel.
For a former cultural relic restorer, the ancient information contained in those cultural relics is its true value.
This made him sigh. If he could have had the panel in his previous life, perhaps a lot of buried ancient history would be able to see the light of day again.
After carefully savoring the breathing techniques in Heshengquan, Chu Zheng's eyes gradually changed.
When restoring cultural relics in his previous life, he could not help but come into contact with many ancient classics. Among those classics, several recorded the breathing and breathing methods of pre-Qin Qi practitioners.
He had devoted himself to studying this breathing method for a period of time. At that time, in order to understand the theory of meridians and acupuncture points, he even studied Chinese medicine for several years, but he never got the key and gained nothing.
But now when comparing the breathing techniques in the Fitting Fist, he seems to have some understanding. There seems to be something in common between the two.
Chu Zheng immediately sat up cross-legged and raised his five hearts to the sky, trying to capture the energy between heaven and earth and condense his inner energy.
He did this kind of thing for several years in his previous life, and he is now very good at it.
According to ancient classical records, those who eat Qi live a long life as gods, and those who are successful in Qi refining can only live to be three to five hundred years old.
But no one in later generations believes this statement.
Because according to various research data, no human skeleton with a bone age of more than 130 years has been found in any ancient ruins, this statement is self-defeating.
He closed his eyes and calmed down, and sat quietly for two hours. Chu Zheng opened his eyes helplessly and stood up to move. His muscles and bones were frozen, and the cold wind at night made him feel numb.
Whether it is the breathing method of Heshengquan or the techniques of pre-Qin Qi refiners, nothing has been found.
He thought a little simpler. Now that he was weak and weak in blood, it was too difficult to condense his energy.
After casually glancing at the panel, Chu Zheng's eyes suddenly condensed.
[Kung Fu: Fitting Fist (Level 0), Wind-Chasing Sword Technique (Level 0), Great Zhou Tian Qi General Principle (Level 6/Incomplete)]
[Currently repairable: An introduction to the general outline of the Great Zhou Tianqi Movement (0/100)]
The panel has changed, and his actions just now are not meaningless.
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At dusk the next day, snow fell across the sky.
Wow——
The door of the firewood shed was pushed open again. Chu Zheng subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face. The dim glow that penetrated the room made it difficult to open his eyes for a moment.
Two figures walked in slowly, led by Song Yun, and there was also an old man in his sixties, carrying a wooden box on his back, and his body was filled with a strong scent of herbs.
The old man walked to Chu Zheng's side first, took his pulse, and nodded slightly:
"The pulse conditions are the same, the essence and blood are weak, the stomach qi is exhausted, and it has been no food for at least four days. Rice water.”
This is a necessary step to prevent stealing.
If someone is found to be abnormal, the punishment will be more severe. The most important thing in the Song family is rules.
After saying that, the old man turned around and opened the medicine box, took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a round pill, and stuffed it into Chu Zheng's mouth:
"Take this Qi-boosting pill and rest. In two days, it will be fine. "
The Song family never treats their servants badly, and rewards and punishments are clear. If you do something wrong, you will not be punished too harshly afterwards.
Giving both kindness and power is the way to control your subordinates.
After the doctor left, Song Yun stepped forward slowly and threw down a porcelain vase:
"The eldest lady specifically asked you to go directly to the filthy room. The bedding has been handed over in advance. After sending it off, don’t go to the front yard if you have nothing to do. When you leave the house, take a side door and remember to clean the dirty room. I’ll go check it out in two days.”
Chu Zheng opened the porcelain bottle and took a look. His eyes narrowed slightly.
There are two dark elixirs the size of longan in the bottle.
[Jingyuan Dan (Level 0): Made from dozens of medicinal materials such as ginseng, astragalus... licorice, etc., it can replenish vital energy, strengthen blood and promote body fluids. Unfortunately, the potency of the medicine has been damaged during the preparation process. It is recommended to take it after repairing it. 】
This panel is far more than just repairing the skills, even the elixirs are also being repaired.
“Thank you, miss, for me.”
The Qi-boosting pills gradually began to take effect. Chu Zheng’s stomach felt slightly warm, and he gained some strength. He slowly stood up and walked out of the woodshed.
He grabbed a handful of residual snow from the eaves and stuffed it into his mouth to quench his thirst. Chu Zheng walked straight towards the filthy room in his memory.
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This old house of the Song family has been passed down to this day for nearly three hundred years. Although it has been renovated and repaired several times, it has also left traces of time.
Walking along the way, Chu Zheng’s eyes were filled with brilliance.
In his opinion, these buildings with ancient charm are always filled with a thrilling beauty, which are the traces left by the baptism of time.
The dirty house is located in the northwest corner of Song Mansion, covering an area of five to six feet.
When I opened the door, dust was flying, and the room was quite messy, filled with old things.
[Old wood tea tray (level 0/incomplete): It was once very popular. After the owner passed away, its existence was gradually ignored. It was lack of tea for a long time and had some cracks. 】
[Old Notes (Level 0/Incomplete): A diary written by a warrior named Song. After repair, you can use it to pass the time. 】
[Tiger Head Shoes (Level 0): Carrying memories, as time goes by, no one will remember them. 】
After walking around the dirty room, Chu Zheng became more and more satisfied. It was quiet and undisturbed. It was undoubtedly a treasure land for him.
When leaving, Chu Zheng took away the tea tray and the incomplete old notebook.
There is a golden house in the book. This is the truth that Chu Zheng has always believed in. There is no harm in reading more.
Before the methods of storing information changed, books were the most important link in inheriting information culture, and reading had almost become a habit that he had developed in his bones.
Especially the diary-like notes, which allow Chu Zheng to see the living conditions of an ancient person through time, which is quite precious.
There is a side room on one side of the filthy room. The bed has been made and it is less than one foot long and wide. It seems a bit small and cramped. This is the residence of Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng didn't care, and sat down cross-legged on the couch, waiting quietly for midnight.
Tuk...Tuk...
As soon as it got dark, there was a knock on the door of Chu Zheng's house.
(End of this chapter)