"It's easy to say, but hard to do." Zhou Xingyun cried and laughed and had to know how to say it well. Wei Suyao wanted him to learn to freely control one or more meridians and control the consumption of internal energy. It sounds very simple, but in fact it is very difficult.
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It feels like everyone can clench a fist, but it is a bit difficult to only clench the middle finger, and the other fingers cannot tilt. Although it is not impossible, it definitely takes time to practice...
"Don't worry, we still have nearly two months." Wei Suyao showed a rare smile. Nothing makes her happier than seeing the person she loves flourish. Compared with improving her own martial arts, the girl obviously hopes to see her become more successful.
By the time Zhou Xingyun became stronger.
"It's best not to have any luck these days. I'm afraid Mr. Xingyun will hurt his foundation." Qin Beiyan reminded the blonde girl in a hurry, fearing that she would be too harsh and drag Zhou Xingyun to practice again tomorrow.
"Don't worry, I will wait for him to rest before practicing." Wei Suyao caressed the young man's face tenderly. Maybe Zhou Xingyun was too tired, or maybe Mo Nianxi's arms were too comfortable, so he fell asleep again.
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In the next two days, Wei Suyao didn't mention practicing martial arts at all, and asked Zhou Xingyun to stay at home and recover. Even if the boy took the initiative to ask her for training, she would not agree.
Zhou Xingyun had nothing to do, so he simply messed around at home, developing poisons that he might use in the future, such as anesthetics that can instantly paralyze beautiful female warriors with powerful martial arts skills, Mongolian sweat medicine, Sad Breeze, Qi, Lust, He, Huan San, etc.
wait……
Anyway, three months is coming soon. It would not be surprising if the medical knowledge he possesses in his mind disappears at any time. If he doesn’t make good use of it now, then when will he wait?
However, what surprised Zhou Xingyun was that Mo Nianxi seemed to be more familiar with the knowledge of poisons than he was. As a result, the two of them worked together in a hustle and bustle in a hut, working side by side to study potions that could harm women from good families.
At first, Xu Zhiqian strongly opposed Zhou Xingyun's research and development of these things that were not beneficial to the people. He even shouted righteously that instead of wasting time on developing anesthetics, he should try to cultivate penicillin and develop penicillin.
However, Zhou Xingyun ignored Xu Zhiqian at all and continued to concentrate on preparing powerful anesthetics to avoid encountering a peerless master in the future without any means of surprise. Anyway, he had taught Qin Beiyan all his medical knowledge a while ago, including various
The method of cultivating and refining antibiotics depends on the fate of the girl...
You know, in this era of lack of high-tech equipment, it is too difficult to cultivate antibiotics. In the little time left, he can't achieve anything at all.
Xu Zhiqian originally criticized Zhou Xingyun plausibly, but less than two-quarters of an hour later, she suddenly discovered that research and development of poisons seemed interesting, so she joined Zhou Xingyun's research and development team and became one of the accomplices in making pharmaceuticals that harmed women from good families.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Xingyun had already established in his mind that the first good woman to be harmed by him was this cute creature that everyone loved...Xu Zhiqian.
Zhou Xingyun dipped an acupuncture needle into the anesthetic solution, and accidentally applied it to Xu Zhiqianxiu's leg. As a result, the talented lady fell over with a "bah" sound, and hung limply in Zhou Xingyun's arms until thirty minutes later.
, to stand and walk.
Three days later, Xu Zhiqian turned around when she saw Zhou Xingyun and refused to say a word to him. It was not until Zhou Xingyun acted shamelessly and used his acupuncture technique to deal with her that the girl had no choice but to succumb to his lustful power.
In the next few days, Zhou Xingyun began to practice martial arts again, but Wei Suyao prohibited him from using his internal strength and focused on cultivating his actual combat experience against the enemy in battle.
Through the last competition, Wei Suyao understood that Zhou Xingyun's actual combat ability was poor, and his moves were disorganized and full of flaws. Therefore, she must at least make Zhou Xingyun a disciplined warrior before the September Youth Conference.
Is practicing Qigong tiring? The answer is of course... very tired! Zhou Xingyun gets up in the morning to practice Qigong, goes out for medical treatment with Qin Beiyan at noon, and comes back in the afternoon to continue practicing. Practicing day after day really makes him exhausted.
Fortunately in the misfortune, Qin Beiyan improved his acupuncture technique and created a set of very powerful massage techniques, so that Zhou Xingyun could enjoy Jiaren's muscle-relaxing massage every night to avoid muscle soreness caused by exercise overload.
Ever since, evening has become the happiest time of Zhou Xingyun's day. The girls will gather in the side room, chatting with him and caring for him carefully, considerately and tenderly.
Next, two top masters, Mo Nianxi and Wei Suyao, will summarize and comment on the results of his day's practice in Zhou Xingyun's wing, find out the advantages and disadvantages of his moves, continue to carry forward the good ones, and correct the bad ones.
, to help him improve his strength as soon as possible.
Qin Beiyan was responsible for the massage, relaxing his limbs to relieve fatigue, while Xu Zhiqian fed him sugar water. Only after Zhou Xingyun fell asleep did the girls leave one after another.
Wu Jiewen occasionally passed by Zhou Xingyun's bedroom and saw the third senior brother enjoying the blessings of the whole family. While envious, he couldn't help but hope that his aunt Yang Lin would come and take a look. Zhou Xingyun is now different from what he used to be. He is a fifth-rank official and is known as a young man.
The miracle doctor, with four stunning beauties, is really happier than his master, Yang Xiao.
However, Zhou Xingyun's achievements today were not established in the martial arts world, otherwise the entire Jianshu Villa would be shaken. No, if the brothers at Jianshu Villa were to know about Zhou Xingyun's brilliant achievements today, they would probably be shocked.
Unfortunately, Zhou Xingyun was afraid that Yang Lin would misunderstand that he was aiding the emperor, and that the people at Jianshu Villa would know that he intended to assist the sixteenth prince in his attempt to usurp the throne. If such a treasonous act were to be known to outsiders, the consequences would be disastrous.
At this point, Wu Jiewen can only silently help Zhou Xingyun keep the secret, hoping that he can become famous as soon as possible, make his master and aunt ecstatic, and open the eyes of everyone in Jianshu Villa who look down on them.
"Want to practice sword practice?"
Just when Wu Jiewen was thinking deeply, Xu Zijian came to him quietly. Recently, seeing Zhou Xingyun practicing diligently, they all felt itchy.
"Okay!" Wu Jiwen excitedly shook the sword on his waist. This was a newly made sword in the blacksmith shop a few days ago. If Xu Zijian is willing to accompany him to practice a few moves, that would be great.
Recently, there has been a trend of martial arts training in the Zhou government. Mo Nianxi and Wei Suyao frequently give instructions to Zhou Xingyun to practice martial arts. Yu Wushuang and Xu Zijian are also happy to teach Wu Jiewen. Anyway, the September Youth Conference is just around the corner, so everyone must practice hard.
The busy little days are quite tiring, but with beautiful women by their side, it doesn't matter if they are a little tired. Zhou Xingyun feels very happy. Compared with when he was at Jianshu Villa, his life now is simply like heaven.
This morning, the sixteenth son of the emperor asked someone to bring Zhou Xingyun to the palace of the imperial censor. It was said that the precious son of the official's family was suffering from an 'incurable disease' and he needed to be rescued.
With no other choice, Zhou Xingyun had no choice but to take Qin Beiyan to find out whether the so-called 'incurable disease' was truly incurable.
Nowadays, it is well known to everyone in the government and the public that the young miracle doctor specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction, and even if it is not an 'incurable disease', he will not take any action.
"Beiyan, do you think he can be saved?"
"It's just a heat cold. Although it's a bit serious, you can recover as long as you take the right medicine."
Qin Beiyan smiled softly. She knew how to cure this disease a long time ago. The doctor said it was an incurable disease, which was a bit exaggerated.
"Tsk...Are all the doctors today living on a pedestal? There is always no cure. Patients with heart problems will be frightened to death in minutes." Zhou Xingyun complained to no avail, lamenting that drugs in this era are too scarce, and there are even a lot of them.
No one has discovered the medicinal herbs and their uses. Fortunately, he has told Qin Beiyan everything and recorded it. Even if he does not remember it, he will have a model to review in the future.
"Doctor Zhou, is the child okay? Can he be saved?"
As soon as Zhou Xingyun and Qin Beiyan walked out of the room, the imperial censor urgently came forward to consult. He only had such a precious son, but now he was suffering from an incurable disease. Seeing that his son's condition was getting worse, the palace doctors were helpless. As a father,
Of course I'm very anxious.
Now the rumored young miracle doctor is his last hope. If even the miracle doctor says there is no way to save him, that would be more sad than heartbreaking.
"Master Yushi, your son..." Qin Beiyan wanted to tell the truth truthfully, so that Master Yushi would not have to worry and that your young master was fine, but Zhou Xingyun suddenly raised his hand, hinting her not to speak and let him handle it.
"What's wrong with the child? You should tell me quickly." The censor doctor was very anxious, even a little angry.
"Alas..." Zhou Xingyun sighed greatly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words: "Sir, save... there is still hope, but..."
"But what?"
"My son's disease is not simple. To cure him completely, I need several extremely expensive medicines. And these medicinal materials are all immortals that are hard to find in a hundred years." Zhou Xingyun opened his eyes.
He was telling lies with his eyes open, while Qin Beiyan was dumbfounded.
"This... I dare to ask Divine Doctor Zhou, what kind of medicine do you need?"
"Heavenly fragrant jade grass, Wu Zihui smallpox, hundred dragon centipede root, crisp living ginseng, ice crystal snow lotus, green blood mushroom, and beacon fire sea cucumber..." Zhou Xingyun muttered a lot of medicinal materials that Qin Beiyan had never heard of before.
As a result, both the girl and the censor were confused and couldn't keep up with Zhou Xingyun's rhythm.
After being dumbfounded for more than ten seconds, the Imperial Censor came to his senses and asked weakly: "Excuse me, where should I find these things?"
"Didn't I say it before? These medicines are heavenly things that can only be found in the world. They are basically nowhere to be found. But don't worry, Master Yushi. You only need to find the introduction of two of the medicines to save the young master."
Zhou Xingyun said with an honest smile, but secretly guaranteed in his heart that, let alone two of the medicinal ingredients, he would not be able to find even one of them. After all, they are all fictitious things...
"Two herbs... Okay! I'll immediately order people to go to all major drug stores to collect them!"
"Master Yushi, please forgive me for speaking frankly. My son is seriously ill. You must find the medicine within twenty hours, otherwise..." Zhou Xingyun sighed pitifully, implying that there is no hope.
"Does God really want me, the king, to have no children and no heirs?" The imperial censor looked desperate. Judging from Zhou Xingyun's intention, it seemed impossible to find these medicinal ingredients in a short time.
In other words, Zhou Xingyun was the emperor of Shang Pharmacy, but Shang Pharmacy did not have these medicinal materials, so how could the private pharmacies in the capital have these precious medicinal materials.