Chapter 12 The crisis is coming
When the villagers who were digging the foundation and drainage system at the old house heard this, they all smiled and said that Liang Zifeng was a good brother.
In the afternoon, when the bathtub in the yard was put out again, the little girl burst into tears and cried breathlessly. Liang Zifeng was helpless and had to let his two younger brothers continue to carry the medicine soup.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. This is not for you. You are still young, you don't need to soak in this." Liang Zifeng picked up the little girl and began to coax her.
"Really?" The little girl looked up at Liang Zifeng, tears still flowing, looking so cute that I felt sorry for her.
"Well, of course it's true. Second brother never lied to you, did he?" Liang Zifeng showed a gentle smile and reached out to wipe away the little girl's tears.
"Second brother, the medicine soup is ready." The third brother from the other side came over, took the little girl from Liang Zifeng's arms, and spoke.
Liang Zifeng's medicinal bath recipe has a strong stimulation to the body, so it is best used for children over 5 years old. The fourth child is already 6 years old, which is just the right age, but the little girl is too young, so it will not be too late to use it when she is six or seven years old.
On July 5th, after the fourth brother came out of the bathtub, the three brothers had just finished five medicinal baths. Liang Zifeng felt that he should be able to withstand two more baths, while the third and fourth brothers' bodies had reached their limits.
In the next few days, the third and fourth children started practicing boxing, which could help them quickly absorb the medicine in their bodies, which made the two little guys jump for joy.
They were both really afraid of the medicinal bath, because the temperature of each bath was higher than the previous one. Now their bodies felt that the water temperature of 50 degrees was just so-so. They felt that they were numbed by the burns.
When the fourth brother finished his last medicinal bath, Yang Tiezhu came over. He came to inform Liang Zifeng to go and inspect the cement.
When Liang Zifeng saw Yang Tiezhu looking at the third brother who was standing still, he discovered that there was a hint of envy in his eyes. Liang Zifeng thought about it and felt that he could teach him some internal martial arts. After all, it was not easy to live in the deep mountains.
According to Yang Tiezhu and other villagers, one or two people go missing or die in Yuanshan Village every year. When this mountain village was first built, there were more than 350 people. This is why our ancestors had the confidence to go deep into the mountains to make a living.
"Uncle Yang, what do you think if I teach everyone some leg skills?" Liang Zifeng did not say that he would only teach Yang Tiezhu, but teach everyone. This way, Yang Tiezhu would not feel that he owed anyone too much of a favor and would feel more comfortable.
"Ah?" After hearing this, Yang Tiezhu suddenly looked at Liang Zifeng in shock, and became a little incoherent, "This...this...isn't...not...a bit bad, right? Are you...are you...serious?"
"Well, it's just some simple kung fu. I don't know if it can be graded, but if you practice it well, it will be no problem for one person to deal with a few wild wolves."
"That's also amazing, but... does your master agree? You know, teaching martial arts to outsiders without permission is a serious crime."
"Master?" Liang Zifeng was a little confused. When did he have a master?
Thinking about the status of warriors in this world, there should be some special rules, so he did not deny that he had a master. Instead, he assured Yang Tiezhu that this was kung fu he created and was not restricted.
After accepting the cement, Yang Tiezhu brought several elders from the village to find Liang Zifeng. After getting Liang Zifeng's approval, they were all as happy as children, jumping up and down, and some even knelt down and kowtowed to Liang Zifeng.
So, after discussing with the villagers, his two younger brothers would teach the villagers how to stand in the stance starting from the morning of July 15th.
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On the night of July 15th, my younger brothers and sisters had already fallen asleep. They were probably very tired today. It was the first day to teach the villagers the basics of internal martial arts, so they must have had a lot of things to do.
Liang Zifeng was lying alone on a lounge chair on the balcony of the bamboo building, admiring the moon. His strength has been improving rapidly recently.
Especially after the first medicinal bath, the speed of improving strength has been significantly faster. Not to mention internal martial arts, this thing requires a persistent process. It’s just that the effect has been better recently.
It mainly involves visualization and breathing techniques. The visualization method has been particularly effective in recent days, allowing his mental power to extend to more than 90 meters. He is about to reach the level he just broke through in his previous life. The strength of his mental power is about 230 to 250 kilograms, a very obvious improvement.
As for the breathing method, when he guided the energy in his dantian into the meridians, he unexpectedly found that it was unobstructed. It was the legendary hundred meridians being unblocked. So he was able to perform the small and large circulations of Qi smoothly in the past few days.
In the past he didn't know why he had to practice Qi circulation and thought it was unnecessary. But after experiencing it once, he could clearly feel that the energy density in his meridians had increased. In the terms of martial arts, his true Qi had become much more condensed.
Thinking of true qi, Liang Zifeng picked up the dagger beside him. He still clearly remembered what happened at the market. At that time, the dagger gave him a very special feeling.
After getting the dagger back, he didn't find anything special about it. He always thought that the dagger was just abnormally sharp, and at most the blade had a little bit of purple.
However, last night he accidentally guided a trace of true energy into the dagger. Unexpectedly, he encountered basically no obstacles, and the true energy was smoothly integrated into the dagger.
Just when Liang Zifeng was about to conduct an in-depth study of the dagger, he suddenly discovered from his mental power that someone suddenly flew from the sky to the top of a big tree in the front yard. He turned his head to look, and his brows immediately frowned.
"Haha, little thing, the amethyst dagger is not something you can play with. It will cost you your life." The young man on the tree said in a condescending manner, his tone full of disdain.
Liang Zifeng stood up from the recliner and looked at the young man on the tree calmly. He didn't see him clearly last time, but he just knew he was a young man. This time he saw him clearly.
This man is handsome, dressed like a rich young man, but he has a bit of evil aura, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
Liang Zifeng looked down at the dagger in his hand and thought for a moment, then looked up and asked in a curious tone.
"I didn't expect that you could escape from that uncle's pursuit. I guess your rank should not be much lower than that uncle's, right?"
"Uncle?" The young man was a little confused after hearing Liang Zifeng's words, "Why do you care about Uncle Ma, the owner of Ma Manor? You and him..."
"No! Last time you were almost chopped by the sword of that old man, Master Ma. Little thing, do you know what the price of angering me is?"
The young man thought that Liang Zifeng was related to that Mr. Ma, the owner of Manor Ma, and then he suddenly remembered what happened last time and immediately became furious.