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Chapter 48 Improved treatment
Seeing that Xie Yuan looked a little tired, Monk Liu had someone take him directly to the best room in the martial arts hall to rest.

After Xie Yuan left, Monk Liu encouraged the disciples present, asking them to remember today and practice martial arts hard and learn from Xie Yuan if they did not want to be bullied. Then he let everyone go.

Monk Liu, with his hands behind his back, walked towards his study in high spirits, followed by his eldest disciple Huo Da.

Huo Da took two quick steps, approached his master, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, you said before that Junior Brother Xie is very talented and had great potential, and you wanted to take him in as your personal disciple. Why did you change your mind later?"

“That’s what I thought at the beginning.”

Monk Liu stopped and looked at the courtyard pond outside the corridor:

"It was not until later that I discovered that he was so talented that I felt I could not teach him.

"I'm afraid even if I'm interested, others may not agree."

Huo Da was silent. He actually had the same feeling. It seemed that Junior Brother Xie’s vision had long gone beyond the martial arts hall.

Monk Liu shook his head and sighed:
"I think Xie Yuan will go to Yunzhao County sooner or later, and Panlong Town cannot keep him.

"It's fine this way. A core disciple is enough. No matter where he goes in the end, he can always leave a bond with me. If I insist on taking him in as a personal disciple, I may end up being blamed in the future.

"Just like your Junior Brother Liu, who was determined to go to Yidao Martial Arts School, didn't it cause a lot of unpleasantness? In the end, he still went, and the friendship was basically over.

"When it was your Junior Brother Shi's turn, I learned from my mistakes and helped him with some things. Now he often writes to me and can occasionally help me with things in the county town."

Huo Da recalled the past and nodded:

"That's what the master said."

Monk Liu suddenly turned around and snorted:

"Let me ask you, you are responsible for the teaching of the registered disciples. Why didn't you tell me earlier that Xie Yuan has such a great talent?"

Huo Da stared with his eyes wide open, his voice aggrieved:
"Master, I told you at least three times, but each time you were upset about recent events and kicked me out."

"Is this happening?"

Monk Liu recalled it and thought, it seems, it seemed, probably, it is true?
That won’t do. A master cannot make mistakes, otherwise how can he maintain his dignity?

So Monk Liu continued with a stern face:
"Then why don't you pick a time when I'm in a good mood?"

"Except for today, you are in a bad mood every day..."

"How dare you talk back, you traitor! Stand on the stake for three hours!"

Seeing Huo Da obediently running to the yard to stand, Monk Liu turned his back and smiled slightly:

"It's better to have your own apprentice..."

Xie Yuan was led by servants into a large room.

There are two rooms in the wing, separated by a screen painted with mountains and rocks; the outer room is furnished with tables, chairs and tea sets, while the inner room has a soft bed.

Either half was much larger than the area of ​​his cabin.

This room is rented to the disciples of the martial arts school. It is the best one and costs six taels of silver per month.

Some disciples of the martial arts school live far away, such as in Xiaoshi Village. Most of them rent rooms, but they are not so expensive.
Only someone as poor as Xie Yuan would call back and forth every day.

"It's really spacious, and there are people to serve."

Xie Yuan sighed.

Someone had already helped him move the wooden barrel and prepared hot water for him to take a bath.

I took a comfortable hot bath to relieve my fatigue from the battle, and someone nearby brought me a new set of clothes.

After wiping off the water droplets on his body, Xie Yuan put on the green robe embroidered with the martial arts school's logo.

The fabric is cloth, not rough linen, and the lining is cotton! It doesn't look bulky and is warm to wear.

This robe looked much better than Xie Yuan's own clothes. He looked at it through the water in the wooden barrel and praised, "It is true that clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse."

The young man in the water was wearing a green suit, with a straight back, a handsome face and a dignified appearance.

After the servants carried the wooden barrel away, Xie Yuan fell on the soft couch without any thatch to prick him, sighed comfortably, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Xie Yuan got up in high spirits.

Ever since he started practicing health-preserving exercises, he found that he rarely felt tired and that when he woke up it was a brand new day.

Deeply aware of the benefits of internal strength, Xie Yuan has never slacked off in his practice of this skill.

But to be on the safe side, I decided not to practice in the martial arts gym today.

He went straight to the martial arts arena, where Monk Liu was already waiting.

Seeing the short and fat figure in the morning mist, Xie Yuan was refreshed and stepped forward to salute:

"Morning, Master."

"Have you rested? Let's get started."

Monk Liu laughed and watched Xie Yuan practice Kung Fu starting from the standing meditation.

"The force is not right! You should hold back on this blow... No, it's not your fault, it's Huoda's fault for not teaching me well."

"The leg is lowered here, the knee is higher here, this guy Hoda didn't explain this clearly."

"Yeah, not bad! But you turned a little slowly. It must be because Huoda didn't demonstrate it well. Let me show you again."

"Hey, Hoda..."

It was Xie Yuan who had the problem and Huo Da who was scolded. Even Xie Yuan himself felt a little embarrassed.

From the basic stance training of three stillnesses and three movements to the Iron Armor Long Fist, Xie Yuan demonstrated everything he knew.

Having run a martial arts school for many years, Monk Liu had already taught the Iron Shirt to countless people, so he naturally had a lot of experience. He checked each move with Xie Yuan and immediately found many problems.

With one-on-one guidance, Xie Yuan immediately figured out many key points, and even had a sense of sudden enlightenment in many areas.

After this round of instruction, Xie Yuan will go back to practice again, and his progress will surely increase rapidly.

"Not bad, not bad. You really get things right. You're much smarter than that blockhead."

Monk Liu nodded repeatedly in praise.

He even felt that it wouldn't be long before Xie Yuan would be able to break through to the warrior level and perfect the Iron Armor Long Fist!
How long has he been here? Ten taels of silver for three months, and three months seems to be a few days short?
Tieyimen has been open for so many years, but I have never seen one like this...

What a monster.

Monk Liu sighed again and said kindly:
"That's enough for today. We'll continue tomorrow. Now, if you're still energetic, you can try the medicinal bath."

"Thank you, master!"

Xie Yuan thanked him sincerely.

Monk Liu's explanations and corrections were so detailed that Xie Yuan felt that this was about the same as training a personal disciple.

Although this was achieved through his great contribution, his improvement was genuine and Xie Yuan was very grateful for Monk Liu's sincerity.

Even though Xie Yuan had a cheat, practicing was not that difficult, but the effect of having someone to guide and instruct was very different from relying solely on oneself, especially when the person guiding was a master of the Iron Shirt sect.

At this moment, Xie Yuan clearly felt that the progress was increasing faster!
Xie Yuan felt his own improvement, and this improvement started from the most basic level, just like the foundation of a tall building, which was consolidated again by the founder. In the long run, the benefits would be immeasurable!

Feeling happy, Xie Yuan rushed to the pharmacy and prepared to try the advanced medicinal bath.

If basic medicinal baths are so bad, shouldn’t advanced medicinal baths take off?

(End of this chapter)