This martial arts tournament is time-stopping.

"I have a small piece of dried beast meat left, Brother Han, would you like to try it?"

As Qin Shaoyang spoke, he took out a piece of dark brown jerky the size of a fingernail from his pocket and handed it to Han Heng.

Han Heng immediately declined, refusing to accept the offer.

He understood that Qin Shaoyang wanted to befriend him, and he also wanted to use Qin Shaoyang's knowledge to learn about martial arts schools, cultivation, and aristocratic families, which is why they hit it off and got along harmoniously.

However, putting aside the immense value of the dried meat from exotic beasts,

He couldn't accept it if they only gave him a small piece of the beast meat and didn't even tear it open to give Ye Chu any more!

Firstly, he and Ye Chu were from the same village, and they were tacitly opposed to Yang Heng, which made him unwilling to quarrel with Ye Chu over a piece of meat.

Secondly, Master Nie praised Ye Chu for his excellent comprehension. As long as he eats and drinks well, he can keep up with Yang Heng's cultivation progress!

Thirdly, those who offer unsolicited favors are either up to no good or are thieves; if you accept a favor from someone, you will inevitably have to pay an equal price in the future.

"Since this beast meat is essential for Brother Han's martial arts training, I can't take it from him! Brother Ye and I will go to the pharmacy to take our medicine!"

After Han Heng made excuses again, he pulled Ye Chu up and left the front yard, heading towards the pharmacy.

"Brother Han, Qin Shaoyang and I both have the same aptitude, yet he's about to break through the Blood Barrier in just over a month. It seems this dried beast meat has played a significant role. You should try some," Ye Chu joked.

"I'm beholden to those who give me money, and who knows what favors they might want from me in the future? I can't just ask for anything!" Han Heng shook his head and refused.

He didn't want to dig a hole for himself.

After the two went to the pharmacy and explained their purpose to Dr. Zhang, Dr. Zhang prepared the herbs for the Baicao Yangyuan Tang (a traditional Chinese medicine soup) and started decocting it in a clay pot.

Half an hour later,

Amidst the rich aroma of herbs in the pharmacy, the two each drank a bowl of Baicao Yangyuan Soup.

Ye Chu immediately felt wisps of gentle essence rising from his stomach and intestines, and then being transported to all parts of his body by his blood!

"nice one!"

Ye Chu's eyes lit up, and he asked directly, "Doctor Zhang, could you please remove the dregs? I'll chew on them while practicing my martial arts later!"

He paid for it, so what's wrong with wanting some leftover medicine? What does face matter anyway?

When you're so hungry your legs are weak, do you eat the grass roots and tree leaves or not?

Not to mention these highly nutritious medicines!

"It's in the clay pot, go get it yourself!"

Dr. Zhang has been working at the pharmacy for so long, and he has rarely seen anyone want to eat the dregs of medicine.

He would usually grind the dregs of the medicine into a paste, add honey and beeswax, knead it into pills, and resell them to earn some extra money...

Now this kid has gotten the part!

After seeing Ye Chu's actions, Han Heng said he had learned something. Moreover, as a child from a farming family, diligence and thrift were ingrained in his bones, so he also tried to imitate him.

After seeing this, Dr. Zhang felt uneasy. If this trend of consuming medicine residue became popular in martial arts schools, where would he get his extra income?

stop!

This kind of unhealthy trend must be stopped!

"You two better relax! The reason this medicine dregs are called medicine dregs is because the essence has been boiled into the water, and what's left are all residues and harmful substances. Eating a little bit now and then won't hurt, but eating too much will clog your qi and blood, which is not good for your cultivation!"

Doctor Zhang tried to exaggerate the harm of the medicine residue and make it seem like it was detrimental to spiritual practice.

Han Heng: ...

He suddenly lost his appetite. After all, practicing martial arts was his chance to change his destiny, and he didn't want to lose more than he gained.

Ye Chu took away the dregs of medicine that Han Heng was about to throw back into the casserole.

There is a good saying:

Real knowledge from practice!

Let's eat first!

With their bellies full of warming tonics, the two returned to a corner of the front yard to practice their stance training.

Ye Chu firmly planted his footing, his spine stretching out like a tiger's back, chest slightly concave and back straight. His entire body's strength rose from his heels, flowing through his legs, waist, spine, and arms to his fingertips. A faint, almost imperceptible, roar of a tiger echoed within the throbbing of his chest, further amplified by the continuous flow of medicinal energy from his digestive system.

After completing one round of stance training, I felt refreshed both physically and mentally!

After completing the second round of stance training, I felt not tired at all, but rather full of energy!

After practicing for the sixth time, Ye Chu faintly grasped a special rhythm in his breathing, in the flow of blood, in the expansion and contraction of muscles, and in the resonance of body and mind!

"The sensation of Qi is being born. As long as I can grasp this sensation, my first wisp of Qi and blood will be born!"

But at this moment,

Ye Chu was even hungrier!

He grabbed the dregs of the medicine and stuffed them into his mouth.

After finishing the two small portions of medicine residue, Ye Chu cleared his mind of all distractions and focused all his attention on tracking the faint, rhythmic energy within his body.

The more you chase after it, the more you feel like you're about to lose it.

Ye Chu simply stopped thinking about it and focused all his attention on practicing the stance training. With no burden in his mind, the feeling of energy became clearer and clearer!

After practicing the stance exercise for the ninth time, Ye Chu could finally clearly feel the wisp of energy appearing in his heart as if it were a tangible substance. He then focused his mind on it and coiled it upwards.

Capture the Qi sensation!

At the same time, a great change occurred as the colorless Qi sense merged with the will, and as the heart carried the mighty blood flow, specks of blood light were extracted from the continuously flowing blood and merged with the Qi sense.

Standing to the side, Han Heng saw that Ye Chu's blood and qi were agitated, so he stopped the tiger roar in his chest.

Yang Heng, who was teaching his men stance training in the distance, frowned slightly, but suddenly raised his voice to reprimand them.

The six older apprentices further away either stopped their practice and watched, or glanced sideways before continuing their cultivation, or looked at the furious Yang Heng with amusement...

Within Ye Chu's body, a vast amount of essence extracted from his blood, skin, bones, muscles, internal organs, and will converged with the colorless aura, resonating and merging through a unique tiger-roar rhythm in his breathing.

Once all the essence had been fully integrated, Ye Chu's flushed complexion, caused by the turmoil of his blood and qi, returned to normal.

And the first stream of Qi and blood, which runs through the essence, energy, and spirit, is born!

As he suddenly opened his eyes, a blood-red glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Yang Heng, who was deliberately making noise and causing trouble in the distance.

"A path to certain death has already been chosen!"

Ye Chu didn't say anything impulsive; he focused his energy and blood in his heart to receive the nourishment of the body's essence and blood.

Then he looked at Han Heng beside him, clasped his hands in thanks.

If Han Heng hadn't been there to watch over him, Yang Heng probably would have run up and caused an accident to interrupt the gathering of Qi and blood!

"Master Nie said that Brother Ye could keep up with Yang Heng's cultivation progress, and he was right!"

Han Heng waved his hand and then deliberately spoke loudly, so that Yang Heng, who was far away, would hear and sulk.

"Brother Han, you jest. You and Young Master Yang grasped the Qi sensation and condensed Qi and blood this morning, while I only managed to condense Qi and blood by evening. I'm not as good as you two!"

Ye Chu, while mocking himself, also carried Han Heng's decorated sedan chair.

Qin Shaoyang, standing some distance away, couldn't help but laugh and cry:

"You two stop praising me. Among the six of us old apprentices, Shang Feihong has the best aptitude. He eats just as well as I do, but it still took him five days to grasp the Qi sensation!"

As for me, it took me seven days to grasp the feeling of Qi, so there's no comparison!

When Han Heng and Qin Shaoyang started chatting,

Ye Chu then introspected his sea of ​​consciousness:

【Root bone: 12】

【Perception: 3】

[Skill: Tiger-Taming Stance (Beginner Level: 1/20)]

【Time and Rhythm: 4.9】

"Under normal circumstances, it should have taken me seven days, or even longer, to grasp the Qi sensation, just like Qin Shaoyang, who has the same physical constitution."

"But I didn't add any extra points; I relied entirely on diligent cultivation to break through three minor barriers and condense my Qi and blood in a single day..."

"Could it be that the 'Tiger-Taming Stake' technique resonates with me? Or are those 3 points of comprehension really that powerful? Or is it a bonus from the awakening of my Immortal Body?"