Sichuan Emei
There was another mountain over 100 miles away from the main peak of Emei Mountain. It was a bit shorter than the main peak, but more beautiful and dangerous. It was already good enough for an average person to reach the mountainside. Even the best hunters in Emei Mountain had never been to the peak of the mountain, because the mountainside was too steep. It looked like it was 70 - 80 degrees. Moreover, it was covered with primeval forests. There was no way to go. At night, the mountain was filled with the howls of wild beasts and many poisonous creatures. For the sake of their own lives, basically no one dared to go up.
There was a small piece of flat land on the top of the mountain. At this moment, a child was practicing his fist there. His punches were like the wind, and his punches were like the wind. He was practicing the Arhat Fist in one go.
That's right, this was Little Si Qi. He was already eight years old this year and had been here for more than four years.
When he first arrived, Monk Liaofan had found him a big vat with a fire under it. Every day, he would gather all kinds of medicinal herbs on the mountain and put them into the vat. Then, he would add a certain proportion of water and put the little Siqi into the vat to boil. There were eighty-two kinds of herbs in a vat, and the weight of the herbs was at least 200 catties. Every time, he would have to boil them for seven days before changing the herbs and water. Every night, he would have to do acupuncture and massage with true energy. In this way, after 49 days of boiling, the poison in our little Si Qi's body would be completely removed. At the same time, there were also various tonics in the medicine, which made his body stronger and laid a solid foundation for his future learning.
After the poison was cleared, little Si Qi's homework began to increase. Every day, he would meditate for two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening, practicing Master Fan's Muscle Tendon Changing One Origin Skill. This was a secret book, Hunyuan Qi Skill, that Liao Fan had obtained in a nameless cave when he passed by Mount Hua twenty years ago. At that time, Liaofan thought that he had obtained another martial arts secret book. Who knew that it was actually a Taoist book. It emphasized on drawing the Qi of heaven and earth and reaching the realm of nature. Although his cultivation did not increase after practicing it, his perception was much stronger. Although he could not see people and things dozens of meters away with his own eyes, he could sense them. He was like a radar. Liao Fan was overjoyed. He had spent twenty years combining Shaolin's Tendon Changing Classic and Mixed Energy Qi Technique into one to create this Tendon Changing One Origin Technique. As he practiced it, the range of his perception became larger and larger as his internal energy strengthened layer by layer.
This " Mixed Energy One Qi Technique " had a total of ten levels. Each level allowed one to sense a distance of one centimeter. In the future, with each additional level, the distance of perception would increase by ten times. After integrating the " Mixed Energy One Qi Technique " with his previous strong internal energy foundation, he had already cultivated to the seventh level in three years, and Little Si Qi had also cultivated to the second level.
In the morning, he would meditate and practice boxing because these were the basics. In the afternoon, the content was basically changed. Liaofan wanted to cultivate a peerless disciple, so he got a lot of books. As a monk, he had read many Buddhist scriptures and could get his hands on many of them. There were hundreds of books such as the Diamond Sutra, the Heart Sutra, and the Shurangama Sutra. There were also dozens of medical books, such as Pharmacy, Acupuncture and Moxibusity, Typhoid, Meridians and Shu-points, Huangdi Neijing, and Compendium of Materia Medica. These were the books that Siqi was most interested in. Ancient books, the Four Books and Five Classics, Tang poems and Song Ci, all kinds of great works, he had gotten them all.
The funniest thing was that they even brought over a lot of foreign language books, such as English, German, Italian, French, Russian, Japanese, and so on. Because Liaofan had been traveling outside for the past few years, he knew that the country was undergoing reform and opening up. In the future, he would not only stay in the country, but his disciple would also have the opportunity to go abroad. However, he did not think that it was just a business deal. He did not care. As for the money, he relied on him to practice medicine everywhere at the foot of the mountain. In the past, he was only one person. He could just go anywhere to make a living. Now that he wanted to take care of his disciple, he could not do it without a source of income.
Fortunately, little Si Qi was very smart. As he practiced Tendon Changing Qigong day by day, his attention and memory got better and better, and he basically had a photographic memory. This was because when practicing internal energy, especially when building the foundation, he had to be very focused. If he practiced after the third level, even if he didn't pay much attention, his internal energy would still circulate according to his own path. The prerequisite for a good memory was a good concentration. In this way, it took him more than three years to read so many books. Although he couldn't say which book, which page, which line, which word was so abnormal, he could still recite it backwards. It was only understandable. Because of his age and the lack of opportunities to practice, he couldn't say.
After practicing the Arhat Fist, little Si Qi looked at the sky. It was lunchtime, so he walked to his place and said," It was a small cave with two small holes inside. They were his and Fan's 'house'. There was nothing in the' house'. There was a large flat stone slab with a stone cushion underneath. There was a straw mat and a thin quilt on the stone slab. Although it was simple, the quilt was folded neatly. There were hundreds of books on the wall inside the room. His master had brought back all kinds of books for him. There was also a stone table outside. It was actually just a whole stone. However, the top side was very neat. There were two small stone blocks on the side, which were used as seats.
" Looks like Master won't be coming back for dinner today," Zhu Siqi muttered to himself.
As he spoke, he walked to the place outside that specialized in cooking. He lit the fire, washed the rice, cooked, washed the vegetables, cut the vegetables, stir-fried the vegetables, and put them on the pot. In a short while, he had prepared the dishes for himself. Looking at him, he was familiar with it. It was not the first time he had done this kind of thing. He was very skilled. The rice was bought by the chef at the foot of the mountain. The dishes were braised tofu and fried rabbit meat.
After dinner, he had to do his homework. First, he copied two scriptures with a brush. He also had to rewrite the traditional characters in the scriptures into simplified characters. Because many of the characters in the scriptures were traditional characters, Liaofan was afraid that he would not be used to it when he went out in the future, so he gave him a Xinhua dictionary. If he was not familiar with it, he could look for it in the dictionary. Then, there were medical books. This was what Si Qi was most interested in. However, medicine was nothing more than acupuncture, prescription, and pushing the palace to transfer qi. Ordinary people could basically do it as long as they studied medicine, but they didn't know if they were good at it. If they didn't have internal energy, they wouldn't be able to do it.
What Little Si Qi needed to do now was to familiarize himself with the various acupuncture points on the human body, as well as the needle size. This was very important. Sometimes, even if the acupuncture points were correct, the effect would be greatly affected if the needle was inserted a little more or a little less. Therefore, what he needed to do now was to draw all the acupuncture points on the human body. Every day, he would write a few medical cases, and he would mark the needle size on each acupuncture point.
After finishing this, he had to memorize the Compendium of Materia Medica. Basically, all the medicinal herbs in the world had been included in this book. However, even if he remembered all of them, he would sometimes make mistakes. Many medicines were very particular. For this disease, the medicinal herbs might need to be dry, and for that disease, the medicinal herbs would be obvious. The medicinal properties in spring were different from those in autumn, and the medicinal properties in the morning were different from those in the evening. Although it was a Compendium of Materia Medica, he had actually mastered more things than ten books. However, this was also a book that Little Si Qi could practice. There were many medicinal herbs on this mountain. Although it could not include all the medicinal herbs in the book, it was not bad.
Therefore, he had to walk around the mountain to do this homework. Every day, he had to find a different medicine village, and then write down the medicinal properties and the effects of the medicine on the side. As for the other content, it was simple. He had to memorize everything. With little Si Qi's photographic memory, he basically didn't have to do this homework anymore.
After finishing all the homework, it was almost dark, but it was also time for little Si Qi to play by himself. He took all kinds of books back to his room and put them away. Then, he took out two sandbags from his room and tied them to his calves. He also held a small bow in one hand. Looks like I'm ready to go hunting
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