Chapter 8

"Next?" Shen Zhenyi looked at her, then shook his head, "now, I'm not lucky. I'll run again."

"Bad luck?"

Chu Huoluo has never thought of relying solely on physical strength to exercise since she was five years old. After all, at that time, she had been able to draw real Qi into her body, and she couldn't imagine the life of ordinary people.

"Can this really improve the realm of martial arts?" Chu Huoluo expressed doubt.

Shen Zhenyi didn't speak. He agreed to give advice, but he didn't intend to explain.

Chu Huoluo had no choice but to drag her tired body and continue to run along the rugged mountain road in the back mountain. I didn't feel when I used Qi just now. Once I stopped the urging of Shenhuo formula, my legs were as heavy as lead, and even my breathing became urgent.

When she was on the way, she only felt bursts of dull pain in her ribs, stars in her eyes and dizziness in her brain.

"This is the consequence of relying too much on true Qi."

Shen Zhenyi didn't know when to appear next to her. The rolling speed of the wheelchair could keep up with her slow pace.

"It's too easy to get true Qi in the nine secluded places, and you can't use it to refine your body, making your body even weaker than ordinary people. That's why the martial arts here don't live long."

Genuine Qi can enhance strength, reduce damage, protect internal organs and make it difficult to feel tired. If the level of martial arts is high enough and there is enough Qi in the body, even the elderly can jump like a teenager.

But this does not improve the essence of the body. Aging and damage still exist, but they are not easy to detect.

"It's as if you've fallen beyond Jiuyou..."

Chu Huoluo muttered, gritting her teeth and insisting that she had a strong tenacity. For a long time, Shen Zhenyi continued to teach.

"It's easy for you to say..." Chu Huoluo was out of breath. "Even if... You're right, then... In just three months... How can there be too much change?"

Although this is the first day, the intelligent girl has understood that the exercise of her body is actually endless. This is a practice that takes a long time to complete.

Shen Zhenyi stopped and looked at her staggering forward, showing a look like a smile.

"In this case, we have to use some quick means after all."

Although the cultivation of martial arts pays attention to one step at a time, Shen Zhenyi doesn't think there is any mistake by chance. It's just that more costs must be paid to make up for it in the future.

Many people have no choice. Only by taking into account the present can there be a future.

When Chu Huoluo was tired and returned to the white tower, she found a huge barrel in front of Shen Zhenyi. The barrel was full of boiling water and curled white smoke in the slight cold of early spring.

"What is this?"

Chu Huoluo feels like a bath bucket, but who will put the bath bucket in the open air?

"Medicine bath." Shen Zhenyi was concise and comprehensive.

Chu Huoluo lay on the edge of the barrel and found that the water in the barrel was a strange dark green, with some shrinking leaves and grass stems floating on it. It was bubbling with bubbles, which made people look shudder.

"Well... Not very well..." she was at a loss, because her shy face turned red. "Young master, how can I dress and bathe here? It's not that I won't let you... But... There's always courtesy..."

She became increasingly incoherent.

Shen Zhenyi stretched out her hand and Chu Huoluo only felt that she was flying in the clouds. Mingming's third childe's hand didn't touch himself. How could he feel like being picked up by something? Is this the legendary dragon catcher in the Jianghu? Oh, he... What is he going to do? Do you want to be strong? I'm still so small

When Chu Huoluo was thinking, she only heard a pop, and the whole person and clothes fell into the water. She realized that Shen Zhenyi threw her directly into the bath bucket.

It turned out that... There was no need to take off her clothes. Chu Huoluo's heart finally fell back to its original place, but somehow she was disappointed.

The water in the bath bucket is not as hot as expected, but cool and comfortable.

"The water is not hot, how can it open?" Chu Huoluo was curious, forgot her shyness and asked.

Shen Zhenyi turned and turned her back to the bath bucket. The little girl was noisy and showed her slim curve when she fell into the water. I can't imagine that although she is thin, she is not good for nothing. According to the etiquette of this world, she should not be treated as disrespectful.

"Because a lot of Yin cold herbs were added, the boiling point decreased." Shen Zhenyi replied simply.

But this answer has no meaning for Chu Huoluo. She doesn't understand what the boiling point is. However, she knew that with the style of Shen Zhenyi, even if she asked again, it would only be pointless. Anyway, it is herbs that make the water less hot. This vague explanation is enough for girls.

"The medicine bath is quite comfortable. I heard grandma say that the medicine bath is cutting hair and washing marrow. How can it hurt at all - ah!"

Chu Huoluo's nagging was interrupted by a scream.

Then there was a continuous cry of pain.

Just now she said it didn't hurt, but after soaking for a short time, the medicine invaded the skin and began to stimulate blood, flesh, bones and meridians. Chu Huoluo suddenly felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at her body. Subtle pain all over her gathered in one place, which made her almost suffocate and faint on the spot.

Since then, the drug has penetrated into the bone marrow, which is more like a small knife, which makes people sore. Even an iron man can't hold on, let alone Chu Huoluo is just a spoiled little girl?

Cutting hair and washing marrow, how can it not hurt?

Besides... The most domineering drug is used.

Shen Zhenyi looked up at the sky as if she hadn't heard of it.