There's something wrong with me

Chapter 52 Blood Gathering
It was just dark.

Zhang Feng returned to his palace.

"Go down."

He dismissed the attendants and waited for the palace maids and eunuchs to leave.

Zhang Feng then took out the "banned book" "Wu Ding Zhi" from his arms

Open it with curiosity and anticipation.

Zhang Feng saw that the homepage was a standard diagram of the human body, with acupuncture points marked on both palms and forearms, as well as several light dotted lines.

"This should be the part that is trained during the exercises?"

Zhang Feng guessed for a few moments, then continued to read.

There is still a picture at the back, but there are fewer dotted lines, and the human body in the picture is posed differently.

Below the pictures, there are some text annotations, all of which are about the practice of "no fixed finger". They are so densely packed that they seem to fill up the blank space of the paper.

After seeing it, Zhang Feng stopped thinking about it and immersed himself in the new knowledge, watching it carefully.

With the experience of fighting master Zhang Feng and his memory of the human body's functions and meridians, he can easily understand these force-generating movements and the small-print explanations.

It’s just because it’s new knowledge and new training methods.

In order to avoid making mistakes, Zhang Feng had to take a look, pause, and then compare the previous and next patterns to form a coherent whole.

For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the slight sound of turning pages.

……

About an hour later.

It was completely dark.

Zhang Fengcai let out a long sigh and closed the secret book.

'Understood. '

Zhang Feng squatted slightly, stretched his hands forward with his fingers bent upwards, and quickly performed the exercises in the book, which were very standard.

After waving for a while, I felt my hands and wrists go numb.

Zhang Feng suddenly exerted his strength and pushed his hands to the sides. All the blood in his arms seemed to flow into his hands.

This is the first step in practicing Qi and blood strength, 'gathering blood'.

The second step is to 'open the spirit'.

However, in order to awaken the spirit, one needs to apply a strange medicine called "Rock Fruit" to awaken the flesh and blood.

After the spirit is awakened, "qi, blood and energy" will be generated from the flesh and blood of the palms and ten fingers.

Although it looks complicated, in fact, to gather energy and awaken the spirit, you only need to touch the fruit.

On the contrary, the 'gathering blood' that Zhang Feng can easily reach now is the most difficult step here.

If you don't have a deep grasp of your own strength, you can't even get started.

This book in particular talks from beginning to end about how to "gather blood" in your hands, as if you want to crush the words into pieces and put them all into the mouths of "beginners".

As for 'opening the spirit and condensing qi', there is only one sentence in the book.

After the blood is gathered, the rock will open up and the blood will be formed.
'Rock fruit...'

Zhang Feng began to think about this medicinal herb.

When I said goodbye to Zheng Daru before, Zheng Daru said that this medicine is usually found in the southern mountains far away from the border.

But this medicine is also a famous medicine that can cure colds and bone chills, so it must be available in Lincheng, where rare treasures from all over the world gather.

However, like the secret book, it is a banned drug and is difficult to buy openly.

But compared to gathering blood, buying something is much simpler.

As for the most difficult blood gathering?

Zhang Feng looked at his arms and then at his legs.

Wow!
Zhang Feng shook his arm, and the blood in his arm began to pool.

boom!
Zhang Feng lowered his waist and stood in a horse stance, with his legs slightly bent, so that the blood in his legs could gather.

Zhang Feng learned by analogy and used the technique of 'gathering the blood and energy in the palms' to directly gather the blood and energy in the arms and legs.

'With my ever-changing strength, as long as I have some skills as a trigger, it will be easy to gather the energy and blood in my limbs.

Now all that's left is to buy some fruit and see if I can gather blood and energy into my limbs.'

Zhang Feng thought for a while and began to repeat the previous blood gathering practice.

Because Zhang Feng deeply understood that there was no result now, he might as well practice more and see if he could open up the blood circulation in his feet.

Moreover, the method of gathering blood can also affect the strength of the force, making the explosive force of the punch stronger.

It just takes a little while to charge.

Zhang Feng is now trying to find a way to shorten this time.

The method is to practice more and form muscle memory.

And as he practiced, a strange idea came to Zhang Feng's mind, 'I don't know what it feels like when the rock fruit is awakened.

If I can experience the "feeling of spiritual awakening", I feel that as long as I have enough knowledge in the future, I should be able to reversely deduce the principles of spiritual awakening.

After all, these are all skills that can be practiced by humans, so there must be traces to follow.

Maybe, when the time comes, I can open my spirit in other worlds without using the rock fruit, or use other medicines with similar medicinal properties as a substitute.'

Zhang Feng pondered over it and felt that the rock fruit was not like a medicinal herb, but rather a kind of 'new cultivation knowledge'.

It can be learned.

……

night.

Two eunuchs brought the meal.

A plate of steamed fish, a roast chicken, three pounds of braised pork, and half a bear paw.

Rice, a football-sized bucket, half filled.

Zhang Feng saw that the meal was coming and started eating too.

And in the past decade or so.

Although Zhang Feng did not use medicinal herbs to open up his meridians, he ate sumptuous meals like bear paws and tiger bones every day.

The body is very strong.

He looks like he weighs 370 pounds, but his body size is only 290 pounds.

Besides, the body is still growing, so Zhang Feng feels that he can still eat.

370 pounds is not yet the limit of the internal organs.

At the same time, Zhang Feng was eating while thinking about the future.

"From now on, I will practice Qi and blood power, which sounds like strength kung fu."

Zhang Feng thought about it and bit off the chicken leg in one bite. When he ate the bones, the crunching sound was as easy as chewing a cucumber.

After chewing it a few times, he swallowed it into his stomach along with the bones and meat.

"Since this is a power-intensive skill, it requires more energy. It seems I need to eat more."

Zhang Feng was thinking while eating, and soon he finished the whole meal.

Even though the eunuchs around him were already used to the Seventh Prince's big appetite, they were still a little surprised when they saw that the Seventh Prince had eaten all the dishes on the table, which were enough for a family of five.

"Little Five." Zhang Feng saw that several young eunuchs were not leaving, so he asked the leader, "What's the matter?"

"Replying to the Seventh Prince..." The young eunuch quickly suppressed his surprise and bent down to report, "The Empress wishes to see you."

……

Outside the main hall of Changxiang.

Zhang Feng strode up the stairs.

"Seventh Prince!" The palace attendant, who is now over fifty years old, still supported Zhang Feng with a gentle smile.

And now she is really an old nanny, and her qualifications in the palace are very deep.

To say that she can call the wind and rain is already underestimating her.

Because she is now almost the same as Rong Mama in "My Fair Princess", and she can really prick the unfavored concubine with a needle.

Wait until you enter the temple.

"Your Majesty," the palace attendant said to the no longer-thin figure behind the curtain, "The Seventh Prince has arrived."

"Go down." A graceful female voice came from behind the curtain.

"Yes."

Then, the palace order who was able to give acupuncture to the concubine retreated outside the hall with the young palace maids around her.

"Mother." Zhang Feng greeted her and took the initiative to sit down beside the coffee table to make tea for her.

Just a quick glance.

This tea was not brewed from beginning to end, not even the water was boiled.

Zhang Feng thought about it and realized that his mother wanted him to talk to her for a while longer.

Because usually I greet people, offer them tea, and then just leave.

"Feng'er." At this time, the Queen Mother walked out from behind the jade curtain, her smile already showing obvious wrinkles on her face, "Tomorrow you will leave the palace to see the new mansion.

Will you come back to visit your mother often in the future?"

"My son's words don't count." Zhang Feng began to make tea. "Although I am a prince, I cannot enter and leave the palace at will."

"No." The Queen shook her head and sat opposite Zhang Feng, grabbing his sleeve. "It's only natural for a child to visit his mother, following the rites and laws of our ancestors. Why can't he come?"

"But the king is here." Zhang Feng replied, "It is not legal."

"Why not?" The Queen was usually reasonable, but now she was unreasonable: "How can my Feng'er be treated the same as the other concubines' children?
How dare they compare themselves to me, Feng'er?"

(End of this chapter)