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Chapter 113 Heaven Rewards Diligence

 Back home, Lu Cheng started making soup again.

This time, he cut a small piece of tiger leg meat, less than 2 taels in total, and cooked it with 2 pounds of mutton and a 20-year-old yarrow.

The air was filled with a special fragrance, and even Jiang Qiuyun, who was typing, couldn't sit still.

"Why does it smell so good?"

"Because perennial yarrow is added."

"Can yarrow be eaten too?"

"Of course you can. Yarrow has a long history of being used as medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine says it can dispel wind and relieve pain, activate blood circulation, and detoxify. In fact, it is not only used by Eastern Chinese medicine, but also in the West. In Western traditional medicine, yarrow is used as an astringent and diaphoretic.

Drugs, stimulants (not stimulants taken by athletes), tonics, aromatics. The genus name of achillea comes from Achilles in ancient Greek mythology. It is said that Achilles used achilles in the Trojan War.

Grass heals the wounds of his troops."

Jiang Qiuyun asked: "Are there no side effects?"

Lu Cheng said: "Ordinary yarrow is slightly poisonous, so you shouldn't eat too much. Pregnant women should avoid using it. This is not an ordinary yarrow. You can also drink this soup, but not too much. After drinking it, practice the 'Great Witch God Fist'

, can promote blood circulation."

After a long time, the pot of soup was finally ready.

Lu Cheng filled a small bowl for Jiang Qiuyun and a large bowl for himself.

Jiang Qiuyun smiled and said: "Just give me a little bit?"

"You finish your drink first and then talk."

Jiang Qiuyun drank in small sips and asked: "Is this still mutton? The soup you made is excellent, it doesn't even have a fishy taste."

Lu Cheng smiled and said: "I simmered it for 3 hours on low heat! In addition to yarrow, I also added various seasonings such as cumin, pepper, star anise, grass fruit, bay leaf, cinnamon, fragrant sand, Zhongjiang white peony root, etc.

, add a little bit of each. Add a few slices of ginger. Put cold water in the pot. Bring to a boil over high heat and use a spoon to beat up the blood foam. Turn to low heat immediately! High heat will make thick soup! Low heat will make clear soup..."

"Is this delicious food? Or medicinal food?"

"It should be said that it is medicinal food. I put so much effort into making soup. In the final analysis, it is for practicing martial arts."

"Oh, I feel warm all over, and my forehead is about to sweat." It was summer, Jiang Qiuyun was wearing a light blue silk dress, and she still felt a little hot.

Logically speaking, mutton soup should be drunk when the weather is cold. It is June in the solar calendar and the weather is already relatively hot. Fortunately, there is central air conditioning in the house, which is fixed at around 20 degrees all year round.

Lu Cheng didn't tell her, but he added two ounces of tiger leg meat to the mutton soup. He drank a large bowl himself, and felt that his whole body was on fire. The spiritual energy was pushing his blood vessels, running faster, and even his heartbeat was increasing.

Jiang Qiuyun's cheeks turned rosy, and she stretched her arms gently, feeling full of strength. She had been practicing flying dragon feet, white ape arms, and well frogs, and her muscles, bones, and blood vessels had been strengthened. Her arms still looked so slender, but every muscle fiber was

Strength has increased.

After drinking the soup, she walked to the yard to practice "Witch God Fist".

She practiced the ten movements repeatedly until an hour later, the spiritual energy in her body gradually dissipated. She felt comfortable in her body and her mind was clear. She turned on the computer and tapped her ten fingers on the keyboard like a waterfall. Lines of text appeared on the screen.

on the screen.

She said happily: "Lu Cheng, my coding speed is faster!"

Lu Cheng asked: "How many words per minute?"

"I just coded more than 4,450 words in ten minutes. At this rate, I can write more than 20,000 words in one hour!"

"No matter how many code words there are, if they are all nonsense, it won't work."

"Come here and read it to see if the text is smooth."

Lu Cheng leaned over and read a paragraph, and found that the writing was beautiful and the plot was coherent, almost as if it had been carefully crafted.

Jiang Qiuyun said: "The most important thing in writing is thinking. If the thinking cannot keep up, the speed of coding will inevitably be limited. I have practiced the 'Great Witch God Fist' repeatedly before, and when I practiced it for the seventh time, I felt numb in the top of my head and in my heart... Just now

When I sat down to write, I felt something strange in the top of my head, as if there was a red light falling from the sky, penetrating the top of my skull, and entering my mind..."

Lu Cheng opened his eyes wide, cast Zhanzhan Qi Technique, and said happily: "What a great thing! A crack has opened in the heavenly orifice above your head. From now on, you are no longer an ordinary person."

Jiang Qiuyun suddenly looked at him with bright eyes and asked softly: "Not an ordinary person? Who is that person?"

Lu Cheng said with a smile: "People who communicate with heaven and earth as spiritual mediums are called witches!"

Jiang Qiuyun stretched out her hand to pinch him: "That's nonsense! You are a witch!"

Lu Cheng smiled and said: "There is nothing wrong with being a witch. You have wisdom beyond ordinary people. From now on, you can learn everything very quickly. As long as you put more effort, you can become proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting."<

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"How is this possible? Is there such a perfect person in the world?"

"It is said that music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all cultures 'transmitted by the gods', and are treasures left to mankind by the gods in the sky! Only by communicating with the gods can we master these things."

"You are talking nonsense. There are no gods in the world. We are materialists. According to the book, knowledge and culture are created by working people."

Lu Cheng said unhurriedly: "I'm not talking nonsense. Let's talk about Qin first. It is recorded in ancient books: 'Fuxi saw the five-star spirit falling on the sycamore tree, and the phoenix flew to rest. And the phoenix is ​​the king of birds.

, it only eats bamboo, only lives on the sycamore tree, and only drinks the spring water of Liquan. From this, Fuxi learned that the phoenix tree is a good material among trees, so he used it as a tool for elegant music. "Fuxi is a legendary immortal.

..."

Jiang Qiuyun didn't refute any more, she just sat there holding her cheeks and listening quietly, as if she was just listening to him tell a story.

Lu Cheng added: "Let's talk about Go. Chess culture is also a culture passed down by gods. Yao married his wife Fuyi and gave birth to his son Danzhu. Danzhu was a naughty man. Yao came to the shore of Fen River and saw two immortals standing beside two green trees.

They sat opposite each other under a cypress tree, drew sand as a road, and used black and white rows to form a formation. The emperor came forward to ask for advice on how to change Danzhu. An immortal said: "Danzhu likes fighting and has a foolish temperament. He should use what he likes to do."

Things to calm his mind." Then the immortal pointed to the sand path and stones and said: "This is called Yi Ping, also known as Go. The game is square and quiet, and the chess is round and moving. It is based on the laws of heaven and earth. This game can be established on its own. There is no one in the world who can solve it.

.'After Yao returned, he taught Danzhu how to play Go, which changed Danzhu's competitive character."

Jiang Qiuyun smiled and said: "According to you, the most important thing in playing Go is talent? Without that talent, you can't even hope to become a top player, right?"

"That's right. Those Go masters were either born or learned the day after tomorrow. They forgot to eat and sleep, moved the world and opened the heavens, and then they became great players."

"Can learning the day after tomorrow open up the world?"

"Just like you are now, through practicing the 'Witch God Fist', concentrating on composing novels, and opening up the heavenly acupoints in the process of coding, this is a form of God's reward for hard work."

Jiang Qiuyun thought for a while, then smiled and said: "I believe your words for the time being. You go on to talk about books and paintings. Are these two kinds also taught by gods?"

Lu Cheng said: "It is said that in ancient times Cangjie created the Chinese characters, 'The sky rains millet, the ghosts cry at night'. He gave people the soul of characters. After that, people invented different calligraphy and gave characters various forms.

The spirit of calligraphy lies in the character of the characters, and the character of the characters lies in the heart of the person. If a person has no heart, or is not enlightened, practicing calligraphy for a lifetime is useless..."

Jiang Qiuyun smiled and said: "I have practiced calligraphy before, and I can write pretty well. According to what you just said, I have opened up a hint of heaven. If I practice calligraphy again, I will get twice the result with half the effort, right?"

"Yes. Some people can write well after practicing for just two or three days; some people can write well after practicing for several years. This is because of talent and lack of understanding."

"What about painting? What else can I say?"

"Painting refers to traditional Chinese painting. Traditional Chinese painting, like calligraphy, attaches great importance to "both form and spirit". A good painter can portray the expressions of characters, which is also called "lively". The characters painted by Cao Zhong in the Northern Qi Dynasty seemed to be draped in gauze, like

They look like they have just come out of the water, so they are known as "Cao Yi comes out of the water"; the figures painted by Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty have their pleats flying, which has the effect of flying clothes from the sky and the wind blowing all over the wall, and is known as "Wu Dai is in the Wind"...



The more Jiang Qiuyun listened, the happier she became: "I understand, I have opened the heavenly aperture. From now on, no matter what I learn, it will become easier. Lu Cheng, you have also opened the heavenly aperture, right?"

Lu Cheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, otherwise how can I identify good jade?"

"Would I have similar abilities?"

"You have just opened a little bit of the heavenly aperture. You can try touching the jade to see if there is any strange feeling. If you continue to practice the 'Witch God Fist', over time, the heavenly aperture will be fully opened, and you will get greater benefits."
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"If you open the heavenly orifice, can you live a long life?"

"It's not unusual to be a hundred years old. Let's work hard together and strive for immortality!"

Jiang Qiuyun sighed: "It is said that there are very few writers who live long, and you still want me to live forever? Lu Cheng, I am very happy to meet you. If I can grow old with you, I will be satisfied."

Lu Cheng stretched out his arms to hug her gently and said: "There are still some writers who live long lives. For example, Ba Jin, Bing Xin, Ye Shengtao, Zang Kejia, Su Xuelin, Zhong Jingwen, Ji Xianlin, Ji Xian, Yang Jiang, etc. all lived to be almost a hundred years old.



"Really?"

"Reading more and thinking more can make people live longer. Public health experts at Yale University conducted an 11-year survey. They tracked the health and reading habits of 3,600 men and women over 50 years old. Research shows that people who read every day

The longer the time, the longer the life.

Think more and do more mental exercise. The cerebral blood vessels will be in a state of relaxation to provide sufficient oxygen and nutrition, delay the aging of the central nervous system, coordinate the development of the functions of various body systems, and promote health and longevity.

Don’t worry, since you have opened the heavenly orifice, you will definitely live a long life. If you practice the ‘Witch God Fist’ several times a day, you may be able to live forever!”

Lu Cheng thought to himself: "It's a pity that I can't communicate with the Witch God and plant two seeds in her mind. The Witch God belongs to the world of Shan Hai Jing. He can't come to modern times, right? Who is the Witch God? He will be Fuxi.

Such a great god?"


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