Immortality begins in the Great Wilderness Grotto Heaven

"Power originates from the feet, is controlled by the waist, manifests in the spine, and reaches the fingertips..."

In the courtyard, Zhou An stepped forward with tiger-like strides, his mind replaying the core principles of the Tiger-Taming Fist, while his entire body's strength suddenly concentrated.

His body suddenly bent, like a taut bow or a tiger poised to pounce, and he threw a powerful punch.

"Bang!"

A simple punch broke through the air, producing a crisp sound.

【Tiger Subduing Fist: (Minor Success 5/300)】

"This is......"

Before he could appreciate the sudden surge in martial arts progress on his destiny chart, Zhou An, who had just unleashed a punch, quickly focused his attention on his own body.

As his boxing skills progressed from beginner to advanced, he could clearly feel a warm current flowing back and forth in his right arm.

This warm current was very little, like a strand of hair.

But the moment Zhou An clenched his fist, he could clearly feel that, with the support of this warm current, his strength had increased significantly.

"This is the power of Qi and blood, a power that only true blood-cultivating martial artists can master."

Zhou An pondered it carefully.

According to the martial arts school, once you master the power and can punch the air with a crisp sound, you can condense your qi and blood and become a true blood-training martial artist.

Such martial artists can serve as bodyguards for wealthy and powerful families, and also oversee merchants and escort goods.

Even when facing invisible evil spirits, one can rely on the fierce courage of blood and energy to retreat unscathed.

The monthly offerings alone amounted to more than ten taels of silver, enough to easily cover the expenses of an ordinary person for a year.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are superior people.

"this one?"

Zhou An clenched his fist, a hint of disdain suddenly appearing in his eyes.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Although with the support of this vital energy, his punches were able to unleash even greater force.

but......

With such a meager amount of vital energy, who could possibly benefit from it?

The warm current, as thin as a hair, could only linger between the arms; it needed to spread throughout the whole body first.

Do it when you think of it.

Zhou An was not satisfied with the joy of breaking through his realm, and once again began practicing the Tiger Subduing Fist in the courtyard.

He felt that if he adjusted his punching posture at the moment of throwing the punch and made more flexible use of his strength, the power could be even stronger.

At least, after throwing a punch, my body won't be in a brief state of stiffness like before, and I'll have more energy to draw upon.

【Tiger Subduing Fist: (Minor Success 12/300)】

【Tiger Subduing Fist: (Minor Success 21/300)】

......

Once, twice, three times.

The more Zhou An cultivated, the more inspiration he received.

His body unconsciously and naturally adjusted his fist techniques, gradually making the Tiger Subduing Fist uniquely his own.

When Zhou An finished practicing the Tiger Subduing Fist for the third time in the courtyard, his progress had increased to 35 points.

During this process, his aura became increasingly fierce and explosive.

"Coo coo coo!"

Just as Zhou An was about to begin his fourth round of boxing, his mind suddenly went blank, and his stomach made an inopportune rumbling sound.

"hiss!"

Zhou An took a deep breath and braced his knees with both hands.

The sudden dizziness and hunger made his stomach feel like it was on fire.

"The Tiger-Taming Fist is based on the Zhengyang Stance, and its moves are fierce and domineering... To practice this skill, one must have adequate nutrition."

Thinking about the precautions for boxing techniques, Zhou An rubbed his stomach and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

He can ignore his destiny, but he cannot ignore his body.

"Are you hungry? The food is ready."

Just then, a gentle voice came from the side.

Zhou An looked in the direction of the sound.

Guan Qiaoqiao stood quietly at the kitchen door, her face still covered in soot, but her smile was very sweet.

"The doctor said that you suffered from qi and blood deficiency when you were trying to break through the martial arts barrier, and you need to replenish your qi and blood."

This ox blood soup is medicine prescribed by the doctor; it should make me feel much better after drinking it.

As they were talking, a bowl of thick medicinal soup was brought over, which looked quite similar to the cow dung that Zhou An had vaguely seen earlier.

Zhou An glanced at Guan Qiaoqiao's expectant eyes, patted his stomach, and then took a small bite.

The taste was as unpleasant as ever, but as the medicine went down my throat, the hunger did lessen considerably.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Without further hesitation, Zhou An swallowed the warm, foul-smelling medicine in one gulp.

"You've just recovered from a serious illness, so after you finish the herbal medicine, you need to eat some light food."

After Zhou An put down the medicine bowl, Guan Qiaoqiao brought over a bowl of ordinary rice porridge.

They say women are made of water, so this childhood sweetheart is just too considerate.

Zhou An sighed inwardly and picked up his bowl to drink the porridge.

Although the rice porridge was delicious, it wasn't as filling as the previous medicinal soup.

"Is there any meat, or rather, is there any more of this medicinal soup?"

Zhou An frowned slightly and pointed to the medicine bowl from earlier, asking a question.

"There are still two doses of medicine left. As for meat... we have an old hen at home, which we'll prepare for when you're feeling better..."

Guan Qiaoqiao counted on her fingers, then gritted her teeth.

"I'll go make it for you right away."

"Let's brew the medicine too. My illness is cured, and keeping the medicine is a waste."

Seeing Guan Qiaoqiao get up, Zhou An spoke.

"I'll figure out how to handle the money."

"Um."

Guan Qiaoqiao nodded and silently got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"So what if it's cow dung? As long as I replenish my strength, my progress in learning the Tiger Subduing Fist will be even faster."

Looking at the medicine bowl on the table, Zhou An clenched his fist again.

I was so hungry just now that I couldn't make a judgment.

But now, as the hunger gradually subsided, he could clearly feel the warm current in his body, representing the power of qi and blood, growing much stronger.

The stronger one's Qi and blood, the more powerful one's explosive force, and the faster one can move in combat.

He had promised to send the stone on its way that night, so he couldn't possibly wait until daytime.

Zhou An, a well-versed reader of online novels, is well-versed in the rules of time travelers.

Any threat must be nipped in the bud.

Not long after.

Zhou An's nose twitched; the familiar smell of medicinal soup wafted from outside the door once again.

He used to dislike the smell of cow dung in herbal soups, but now he's really looking forward to it.

"The chicken is stewing, but the medicine is ready."

As they were talking, Guan Qiaoqiao, dressed in a plain robe, slowly walked into the room carrying two bowls of medicinal soup.

At this moment, the soot smeared on her face had disappeared, replaced by a pair of bright, star-like eyes and a charming, gentle, and elegant face.

"Bang! Bang!"

Having recognized the person's face, Zhou An, whose memories of two lifetimes overlapped, suddenly felt his heart start to beat uncontrollably.

"Big Brother..."

Guan Qiaoqiao spoke softly and handed over the bowl of medicine.

Zhou An took a deep breath, and the moment he reached out to take the medicine bowl, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

Guan Qiaoqiao, who was originally timid and obedient, suddenly changed her behavior and took out a yellow talisman, sticking it over with a look of grim determination.

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