"What's next?" Shen Zhenyi looked at her and shook his head. "Now, don't use the True Qi of the Divine Fire Technique and run again."
"Don't use True Qi?"
Cynanchum Chinense had never thought of using pure physical strength to exercise since she was five years old. After all, she was already able to guide True Qi into her body at that time. She could no longer imagine the life of an ordinary person.
"Can this really improve my martial arts realm?" Cynanchum Chinense expressed her doubts.
Shen Zhenyi didn't speak. He promised to teach her, but he didn't intend to explain.
Cynanchum Chinense was helpless. She could only drag her tired body and continue to run along the mountain road behind Yamazaki Mountain. She didn't feel it when she used True Qi, but once she stopped using the True Qi of the Divine Fire Technique, her legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. Even her breathing became rapid.
When she was running halfway, she felt a dull pain in her ribs. She saw stars and felt dizzy.
"This is the result of relying too much on True Qi."
Shen Zhenyi suddenly appeared beside her. The rolling speed of the wheelchair could already keep up with her slow pace.
"The True Qi of the Nine Serenities comes too easily, and it can't be used to temper the body. It makes your body weaker than an ordinary person. It's also because of this that the lifespan of the martial artists here is generally not long. "
True Qi could increase one's strength, reduce injuries, and protect the internal organs, making it less tiring to move. If the martial arts realm was high enough and the True Qi in the body was sufficient, even an old person could jump like a teenager.
But this couldn't change the nature of the body. Aging and damage still existed, but it was difficult to detect.
"You speak as if you've been to a place outside of the Nine Serenities …"
Cynanchum Chinense muttered. She gritted her teeth and persevered. This girl had a strong tenacity. It was easy to give up True Qi the first time, and it would be difficult to have the courage to try again in the future. She had a good start.
Shen Zhenyi was silent.
He had indeed been to many places.
Some barren places couldn't even extract True Qi from heaven and earth. One could only train the body to the extreme and then cultivate the Qi into Qi. The difficulty of this path and the pain of the process were simply unimaginable to the martial artists of the Nine Nether Land.
There were also some chaotic places where the berserk Zhenqi was like a sharp blade. Entering one's body would only result in one's body being smashed to pieces. One had to endure extreme pain before one could begin to cultivate.
Of course, there were many places that were better than the Nine Serenities. They were rich in the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and could even temper the body and achieve the Three Flowers at One's Prominence. This was the true beginning of the path of cultivation.
It was precisely because of his repeated experiences that he began to recognize the essence of power more and more.
This also allowed him to better understand the Sword Dao that he had been pursuing since ancient times.
"The realm of martial arts is actually the refinement and utilization of power. However, the martial artists of the Nine Serenities have not realized that the physical body is merely a raft to cross the river. If one simply pursues the strength of the True Qi and neglects one's own body, it is akin to abandoning the essentials and pursuing the trifles. "
"Only by tempering the body and grasping the fine strength of each finger and each muscle can one better comprehend the combination of true energy and the body. Then, the so-called Nine Realms of the Martial Dao can be naturally broken through in one go. "
After a long time, Shen Zhenyi continued to teach.
"You make it sound … easy …" Cynanchum Chinense was out of breath. "Even if … you are right, then … in just three months … how can there be such a big change?"
Although this was only the first day, the intelligent girl had already understood that the training of her body was actually endless. This was a cultivation that required a long time to complete.
Shen Zhenyi stopped and watched as she continued to stagger forward. He revealed an expression that seemed to be smiling.
"In this case, after all, we still have to use some quick methods."
Although the cultivation of the Martial Dao was about taking one step at a time, Shen Zhenyi did not think that there was anything wrong with occasionally taking shortcuts. It was nothing more than having to pay a higher price to make up for it in the future.
Many people had no choice. Only by taking care of the present could they have a future.
When Cynanchum Chinense returned to the White Tower, exhausted, she found a huge wooden tub in front of Shen Zhenyi. The wooden tub was filled with boiling water, emitting white smoke in the chilly early spring.
"What is this?"
Cynanchum Chinense thought it looked like a bathtub, but who would put a bathtub in the open air?
"Medicinal bath." Shen Zhenyi said concisely.
Chu Huoluo crouched on the edge of the wooden tub. She found that the water in the tub was of a strange dark green color. Some shriveled leaves and grass stalks were floating on the surface of the water, bubbling with gurgling sounds.
"This … is not very good …" She was at a loss, and her face was red because of shyness. "Master, you are here, how can I change clothes and take a bath? It's not that I don't want to let you … but … there is etiquette … "
She became more and more incoherent.
Shen Zhenyi reached out and lifted her, and Cynanchum Chinense felt like she was flying in the air. The Third Prince's hand clearly did not touch her, so why did she feel like she was lifted by something? Could this be the legendary Dragon-catching Hand? Aiya, what … what is he doing? Could it be that he wants to use force? This … I am still so young …
Cynanchum Chinense was lost in her thoughts when she heard a splash, and her whole body fell into the water. She finally understood that Shen Zhenyi had directly thrown her into the bathtub.
So … there was no need to take off her clothes. Cynanchum Chinense's beating heart finally calmed down, but she did not know why she felt a little lost.
The water in the bathtub was not as hot as she had imagined. Instead, it was cool and comfortable.
Cynanchum Chinense was still bubbling around her body. She was curious and forgot about her shyness, so she asked, "If the water is not hot, how did it boil?"
Shen Zhenyi turned around, his back facing the bathtub. This little girl was noisy, but when she fell into the water, her graceful curves were still exposed. He did not expect that although she was thin, she was not completely useless. According to the etiquette of this world, she should not look at indecent things.
"Because I added a lot of cold Yin herbs, the boiling point was lowered." Shen Zhenyi gave a simple answer.
But this answer did not make any sense to Cynanchum Chinense. She did not understand what the boiling point was at all. But she knew that with Shen Zhenyi's style, even if she continued to ask, he would not get the point. Anyway, it was just the herbs that made the water not so hot. This vague explanation was enough for the girl.
"This medicinal bath is quite comfortable. I heard from Granny that medicinal baths can cut off one's hair and cleanse one's marrow. Why is it not painful at all — ah!"
Cynanchum Chinense's nagging was interrupted by a scream.
It was followed by continuous cries of pain.
Just now, she said it was not painful, but after soaking for a short period of time, the medicinal power entered her skin and began to stimulate her flesh, bones, and meridians. Cynanchum Chinense suddenly felt as if thousands of ants were biting her body. The subtle pain all over her body gathered in one place, so painful that she almost suffocated and fainted on the spot.
After that, the medicinal power drilled into her bone marrow. It was like small knives stabbing at her, making her feel extremely sore and painful. Even a man made of iron would not be able to withstand it, let alone Cynanchum Chinense, who was just a spoiled little girl.
How could it not hurt to cut off one's hair and cleanse one's marrow?
Not to mention … the most powerful medicinal power was used.
Shen Zhenyi looked up at the sky, as if he did not hear anything.
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