Chapter 6 Blood Coagulation
"Doctor Wang, A Liang is my brother. I just want to ask how injured he is?"
Zhao Hu took a few younger brothers to find Dr. Wang in the village.
He looked anxious and said: "Doctor Wang, you also know that A Liang and I used to be a master, and we had a very good relationship. Now people outside are saying that A Liang is dying, and I feel so anxious in my heart! "
"I have nothing to say about the patient."
Doctor Wang looked indifferent and closed the door directly.
In this regard, Zhao Hu and others were helpless.
In the village, Doctor Wang's status is very detached.
No one dares to offend the doctor.
After all, everyone gets sick sometimes. If you offend the doctor, who knows what medicine he will prescribe for you?
"Keep asking, if A Liang is really dead, we will take action!" Zhao Hu's eyes flashed with a stern look, and there was a bit of chill in his voice.
In the village, Zhao Hu was not the only one who was eyeing Chu Liang.
Just as Chu Liang worried.
Hearing that he was seriously injured, many people in the village were very excited, especially those lazy village gangsters.
Outside Chu Liang's yard, several village gangsters walked back and forth several times. They were as thin as weasels, with greedy eyes as they kept looking at Chu Liang's yard.
One of them had a stern look on his face and whispered: "Brothers, what do you think?"
"A Liang is rich. As long as we get him, we brothers will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future, and maybe we can all get wives."
"Hey, get a wife! Get a wife!"
"I'm afraid A Liang still has the strength."
"That's right..."
Several village gangsters were hesitant.
They were a little frightened when they thought of Chu Liang's tall and strong physique.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Chu Liang was not injured, he could pick them up by grabbing their necks with one hand.
Their small bodies are simply not big enough for Chu Liang to fight!
"Let's wait and see."
"Okay, wait a minute..."
The inner fear of Chu Liang made several village gangsters decide to wait.
Anyway, serious injuries cannot be healed in an instant.
It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, this is not just talk.
At this moment, Chu Liang was still lying in the room, quietly feeling the pain all over his body.
It still hurts a lot, but it's better than last night.
"As of last night, I have consumed four packs of healing ointment. If I exchange it for silver, it would be a full twenty taels. Tsk..."
Twenty taels!
In a small mountain village like Qingshi Village, no one except the landlord Mr. Hu can afford so much money.
Ordinary people can't save any money at all, so they can barely survive by scrimping on food and clothing.
Chu Liang has been a hunter for so long and has only saved a total of eighty taels.
Of course, eight taels and seven dollars is still a huge fortune for the rest of the villagers.
"The wounds on my body are all numb. I won't be able to move too strenuously in the next few days. I have to wait for the wounds to heal. I hope no one will break in without opening their eyes."
Chu Liang had made enough preparations for his safety in the past few days.
He hid an evolved hunting knife under his pillow. He also evolved poison for hunting, and soaked hunting needles, bows and arrows in the poison, as well as ecstasy smoke, corpse melting water, etc. Put it somewhere he can get to it quickly.
If someone with no foresight really breaks in, he should be able to kill the opponent by fighting regardless of the laceration of the wound.
Of course, it would be best if no one breaks in.
Chu Liang didn't want to expose his weakness.
In this way, time passes slowly...
Fortunately, the next few days were relatively stable.
Except for his second uncle, no one else had ever been to Chu Liang's small courtyard.
In the past few days, the rest of the people in the village were basically looking for Third Uncle. Many people had already entered the mountains and forests together, but most of them did not dare to go deep.
With the help of the healing ointment, Chu Liang's injury improved day by day.
By the fifth day, he had basically recovered.
Such a speed of recovery made Chu Liang sigh: "The technology in the previous life was so advanced, but it could not allow a severely injured and dying person to recover within five days."
That night, the moon was bright and silvery.
Chu Liang came to the yard and moved his hands and feet for a while. He didn't stop until he was sweating all over.
"Comfortable!"
He let out a long breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead, feeling refreshed all over his body.
He has been lying on the hospital bed almost all the time for the past five days. He has had enough!
Thanks to the Evolution Treasure Book, otherwise he might still be lying down, or even dead.
After resting for a while, Chu Liang took out a yellowed book and placed it on the stone table in the yard.
"Dragon and Tiger Body Training, the name is quite domineering."
This booklet is the chapter on the Dragon and Tiger Body Training Art and Blood Coagulation that he obtained after evolving.
The Evolution Treasure Book indicates that this technique can still evolve. The next chapter is the skin refining chapter, which requires twenty pounds of flesh and blood from ordinary monsters.
Chu Liang can't get monster meat now, but the blood coagulation chapter is enough.
He opened the book and read it carefully.
"Blood coagulation is the first step for a warrior." Chu Liang looked attentive. "This book says that before becoming a warrior, all the energy and blood in the body are scattered. Ordinary people cannot sense or mobilize... If one can sense the energy of blood, Strength and condense it into one, the strength will be greatly enhanced..."
If you want to coagulate blood, you must first sense the power of Qi and blood.
The qi and blood are strong enough to be sensed.
"I'm already very strong, but it's still not enough. I still need to practice!"
Chu Liang couldn't take his eyes off and continued to look down.
"There is a set of standing postures in this method, which is specially used to temper the qi and blood. There are a total of 33 static postures, such as Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg, Lion Holds a Ball, Fishing for the Moon from the Bottom of the Sea, Holding Shoulders and Shrinking the Body, and Collapsing Shoulders... and there are nine dynamic postures..."
Each standing posture has a corresponding textual explanation.
In addition, there is a corresponding standing posture diagram, on which there is a black man showing the movements required for standing postures.
Chu Liang's brows gradually frowned, and the more he looked down, the deeper the frown became.
These movements...
Difficult!
Some standing postures are more difficult than the yoga he knew in his previous life.
"Ordinary movements cannot temper the whole body. Although these standing postures are difficult, they can exercise most parts of the body."
To practice martial arts, you have to endure hardships!
Chu Liang is mentally prepared.
To become a superior person and a big master, how can you not endure hardships?
"Standing postures alone are not enough, you have to cooperate with food and medicine, otherwise you will practice yourself to death..."
In general, half of it depends on practice, and half of it depends on food!
For the poor, even if they are lucky enough to know standing postures and understand the precautions, they cannot become martial artists.
Eating... This alone is enough to keep most people out of the martial arts path.
"I have the Evolution Treasure Book, which can get me enough money and food, and that's my capital!"
Chu Liang was full of confidence.
It's just a little hardship, what's the big deal?
He continued to flip through the pages, and didn't finish until late at night.
"I'll start practicing martial arts tomorrow!"
Chu Liang put down the martial arts, stood up and stretched hard, and felt a wide open space in front of him.
The martial arts path of this world has been opened to him.
"Hu——"
A gust of night wind blew.
Hula la...
The martial arts on the stone table moved with the wind, and the pages were quickly turned over. The black little man in each page of the pile exercise diagram moved together, as if he had come alive.