Zhai Yong recalled it carefully before he remembered who Ma Zhu was: "It's also because he couldn't practice martial arts... He left suddenly recently, and the money he paid is still one month away!"
'Is this...really the one who left on his own?'
Aaron was a little suspicious, but since it was none of his business, he didn't ask any more questions.
The two of them went straight into the inner courtyard and arrived at the main hall.
"Senior brother, it's a coincidence that you're here this time. Master is here. I'm going to report..."
Zhai Yong entered the main hall first and then came out: "Master lets you go in!"
Aaron followed Zhai Yong and walked into the hall. The first thing he noticed was the huge plaque hanging in the main hall, with the four characters "Use force to stop war" written on it.
In the main hall, a huge calligraphy and painting is hung, with the word "longevity" written in flying colors on it.
Sitting on the Grand Master's chair next to him is a figure with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, resembling an old farmer...
The only difference is probably his hands.
The hands had thick joints and dark skin, which even reminded Aaron of the color of fine iron.
Senior Brother Dingshan is standing aside, followed by several other senior brothers who are also acquaintances, and they are Li Qinglan and Song Sanjin!
When they saw Aaron walking in, they still had some surprise on their faces.
Xue Qingshan, who looked like an old farmer, drank tea leisurely and looked at Aaron: "Are you Fang Yu? You've been working hard for about half a year, so it's pretty good."
"It's the disciple."
Aaron didn't hide anything, after all, his talent lies there: "My disciple is a fisherman from Taize Lake. I was lucky enough to get a red-blooded carp a few days ago. After eating it, my energy and blood increased greatly. With this opportunity, I can smoothly enter the energy."
"
"I see..." Dingshan nodded, as if it was a matter of course.
On the other hand, Zhai Yong and Song Sanjin had a hint of jealousy in their eyes.
After all... red blood carp is better than any great tonic medicine!
It's a pity that after everyone has eaten it, we can't let them vomit it out again!
"No wonder...you are lucky." Xue Qingshan smiled: "Are you here sincerely to become a disciple?"
"Of course I'm sincere and ask Master to accept me as my disciple."
Aaron took the tea on one side and bowed to serve it.
"good."
Xue Qingshan took the tea cup and took a sip: "From now on, you will be my master's official disciple. Are you going to enter the inner courtyard to further your martial arts training, or go back and study on your own?"
"This disciple is short of money, so he can only go back to fishing..."
Aaron pretended to be ashamed.
"That's OK."
Xue Qingshan's expression was indifferent. He had heard Dingshan talk about Fang Yu and knew that his physical talent was not good and his future achievements would be limited, so he didn't care much: "The martial arts after I enter the sect is called "Black Sand Palm"! The first three levels are practiced well.
Jin, the last three levels to practice dark strength! You need to use the unique 'medicine sand' of this sect to practice... I will pass on the first three levels of secrets to you first, well, as for the 'medicine sand', just follow the rules of the inner courtyard, one copy
Ten taels of silver can be used for five days..."
"Thank you, Master."
Aaron saluted again and saw that Xue Qingshan took out a manual secret book but did not give it to him. Naturally he knew its meaning and held out the broken silver that he had specially exchanged at the bank: "The disciple has just entered the door. This apprenticeship ceremony is also
Please accept it, Master."
"Haha... Now that we have become a formal disciple, we are one family, why are you so polite?"
Xue Qingshan said with a smile, while Dingshan next to him took the money honestly and politely, and then handed the secret book to Aaron.
'Sure enough... the formal disciples are not as good as the direct disciples, not to mention my talent is really average...'
'It feels like the relationship between teacher and student is still the same, but it has just been upgraded from a junior class to an advanced class...'
Aaron exchanged a few polite words with Xue Qingshan, and received some tips from him on how to practice "Black Sand Palm". He then bought five days' worth of medicinal sand before saying goodbye and leaving.
'I'd better continue to study on my own on the lake...'
'If you are really like Li Qinglan and Song Sanjin, you just want to please the master, but you really can't do it...'
He walked out of the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall, but did not go back directly. Instead, he came to the 'Rejuvenation Hall' next to it.
"Huh? I haven't seen you for a while."
Mr. Ge was holding a small scale to weigh the medicinal materials. When he saw Aaron walking in, he still remembered him.
"I've met Mr. Ge!"
Aaron didn't waste any time and took out the last taels of silver in his pocket: "Have a bowl of 'Qinglong Life-Destroying Soup'!"
"You haven't given up yet?"
Mr. Ge shook his head repeatedly: "Good intentions can't save the damn ghost! Just wait...I'll give you some medicine right now!"
He went to the back hall, grabbed a pair of medicine, and began to torture it himself.
While fanning the cattail leaf fan, he looked at Aaron: "Huh? I always feel that something is wrong with you..."
"I recently ate a red-blooded carp, and I got lucky." Aaron answered frankly.
"Red-blood carp, what a good thing." Mr. Ge said with a look of aftertaste on his face: "Go to the 'Goldfish Gang' to buy it, but you can only make a reservation. One fish costs 200 taels!"
"Two hundred taels?"
Aaron blinked, the gap between the ex-factory price and the retail price was too great: "We sold it to Bangzhong for only a few dozen taels..."
"A few dozen taels is not bad." Old Man Ge replied without raising his head: "If I were you, I would not eat the fish, but sell it, and then go to the countryside to buy a few acres of land, build a house, and marry
I’m a daughter-in-law, living a happy life... Don’t you just want peace and happiness in your whole life?”
"As a farmer, you can live much longer than a martial artist... Not only do those martial artists lose their lifespan, they also fight bravely and fiercely. They die violently and never end well."
Well, it is indeed the dream of many fishermen to be able to leave Taize Lake, where death may occur at any time, and become a farmer on a stable land.
But this does not include Aaron.
Aaron laughed and said nothing because of this, watching Mr. Ge shaking his head as he poured the decoction into the bowl and brought it over.
"You have to drink this medicine while it's still hot to have the best effect."
"Thank you."
He took the medicine bowl, waited until it cooled down a bit, then drank it all in one gulp without burning his mouth.
bitter!
The first thing you feel when you enter the "Qinglong Life-Saving Soup" is bitterness, more bitter than ten pounds of coptis!
Then... Aaron covered his lower abdomen and felt as if several small steel knives were scratching his stomach.
In the midst of this severe pain, tiny streams of heat surged out.
His body was stimulated by this, and his energy and blood began to increase slightly...
'It feels completely inferior to the red-blooded carp.'
Aaron cursed in his heart and began to form a boxing stance, using the 'quicksand intention' to transform qi and blood into strength.
After about half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes: "This dose of 'Qinglong Life-Destroying Decoction' is probably equivalent to ten extra days of energy that I need to refine the blood into strength... but it will take several years to do this."
Your longevity is not worth the gain!"
"well……"
Elder Ge sighed and said a little lonely: "This tiger and wolf medicine can still be used to stimulate martial arts into martial arts... After becoming a martial arts master, no one will come to visit again."
"If the side effects of this medicine weren't so severe, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to survive, Mr. Ge..." Aaron comforted.