Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 3 Strengthening
Pan Ye was idly patrolling the square when he suddenly heard a quarrel erupting in front of him.

He pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, walked in, and saw an old man with shabby clothes but clean starch arguing with a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman, his face flushed.

"110 Wen per plant, the purchase price of the Lin family is only [-] Wen, I have given enough."

"I'll ask you one last time, will you sell it or not?"

"Not for sale, 120 coins, not a penny less."

"Old man, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine, don't walk out of the Lin family's territory at that time, you won't get a penny." The middle-aged man threatened with anger.

"Bah! You still want to rob it by force? Everyone, come and see, someone is robbing here!"

The old man also had a stubborn temper, and he refused to give in at all.

Seeing that these two people are not from the Lin family, Pan Ye stepped forward to mediate, "If they don't sell it, they won't sell it. Everyone is doing business on the Lin family's land, and harmony makes money."

When the middle-aged man saw that Pan Ye was dressed as a guard of the Lin family, he turned around and left with a cold snort.

"Watching the fun, let's go!"

"Little brother, wait!"

After Pan Ye dispersed the crowd of onlookers, he was about to leave when the old man stopped him.

"What's the matter, old man?"

The old man took out a herb with green leaves and a touch of red at the tip from the cloth bag behind him, stuffed it into his hand, and asked, "Little brother, do you want to buy blood grass? It only costs 110 five yuan per plant."

"This..." Pan Ye wanted to refuse at first, but the next moment, he saw the rosary in his hand suddenly glow faintly.

"Oops!" He subconsciously looked at the old man, worried that the old man would notice the change in the rosary on his wrist, but the old man seemed to have noticed nothing, and looked at him expectantly.

"Looks like I'm the only one who can see it." Pan Ye breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. Immediately, he looked at the slightly clearer runes, and secretly rejoiced in his heart. "Didn't it mean that there are only items, and even herbs can be absorbed."

The herbal medicine in his hand was completely withered, but luckily he was quick-witted, put the herbal medicine into his bosom, and said to the old man: "It looks good, I'll take as many as you have left."

After hearing this, the old man was also full of joy, and took out nine blood-blood plants from the cloth bag, wrapped them in a coarse cloth and handed them to Pan Ye.

After receiving the herbs, Pan Ye also took out one or two pieces of silver from his pocket and handed them to the old man, asking, "Old man, where did you get these herbs? Do you have any extra?"

While hiding the money carefully, the old man said: "I found these ten plants by a puddle in the mountain, and they will be gone after picking them."

Pan Ye didn't care if what he said was true or not. After all, it was just a business relationship. He still said: "In the future, if you find such good-looking herbs in the mountains, you can come to me. I'm..."

He reported his address and how to contact him, and when the old man wrote it down, he couldn't wait to bid farewell and leave.

Pan Ye avoided the crowd, came to a remote hut, closed the door, carefully took out the blood-blood grass, put it in his palm and let the rosary absorb energy.

When the last herb withered, the runes on the rosary were clearly visible, glowing in the dim environment.

"Wonderful! Ugh... it stinks..."

Pan Ye threw the herb residue into the latrine and returned to the square.

Since it was found here that someone was selling herbal medicines containing aura, perhaps there are more herbal medicines that he has not discovered here waiting for him to discover.

On the surface, Pan Ye pretended to be inspecting carefully, but in fact, his eyes were fixed on each unique herb, and he touched and tried it whenever he had the opportunity.

It's a pity that after a day passed, he never found any other spiritual herbs.

The work of guarding is boring, gradually the sun moves westward, and evening comes.

After getting off work, Pan Ye did not return home immediately, but walked around the shop and came to a dilapidated medicine shop.

The pharmacy has no business name, just a short banner with the word "medicine" written on it under the eaves.

It was getting late, and the pharmacy clerk was already covering the facade with long strips of wood.

Pan Ye quickly squeezed in and told the prescription he wanted to buy.

The prescription he wants to buy is called "Nursing Qi and Blood Decoction", which is a widely circulated prescription among warriors. It is usually taken after hitting the body with a blunt instrument. It has the effect of nourishing blood and calming the nerves, strengthening Qi and blood. One copy costs a hundred cash.

Handing the last piece of broken silver in his pocket to the clerk, Pan Ye left the shop carrying five packs of stringed medicine packs.

The reason for buying medicine here is because the price of medicinal materials sold in pharmacies in the inner city is nearly [-]% higher than that in the outer city.

His monthly salary of working in Linfu is only 450 Wen, one tael is [-] Wen copper coins, and he can buy [-] catties of rice.

Although the house includes food and lodging, and Pan Hai's legacy, as well as his own savings, allowed him to own a considerable amount of wealth, but as we all know, practicing martial arts is extremely expensive, so naturally he needs to be more careful.

After dinner in the dining hall, Pan Ye returned to his small courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Pan Ye's expression changed.

In the yard, pots and pans were scattered all over the ground in a mess, and a kitchen knife dripping blood was drawn with charcoal on the wall of the house.

He hurried into the bedroom, and saw the tables and chairs overturned on the ground, the teapot and cups were smashed to pieces, and there were many black footprints on the pillow and bedding.

"What the hell!" Seeing the mess at home, Pan Ye was furious and punched the wall hard.

Slightly calm down the anger in his chest.

He stepped across the messy ground, walked to the bed, moved the bed and turned over the floor tiles, took out the wooden box hidden in the pit and opened it. He was slightly relieved when he saw that all the items in the box were intact and not lost.

"It's definitely because of the gang who killed the predecessor. Is it the incompetent rage that didn't find the father's relic?" Pan Ye had a gloomy face, gently rubbed the rosary in his hand, and whispered, "We must become stronger as soon as possible."

Looking at the messy ground, Pan Ye took a deep breath.

After tidying up the house, Pan Ye poured the decoction of nourishing qi and nourishing blood soup into a bowl.

Holding the medicinal soup, he meditated in his heart to strengthen it.

The rosary beads glowed with brilliance, and the medicine soup in his hand suddenly rippled.

One second, two seconds, the brilliance dissipated, and the original brown-yellow medicinal soup turned pale green.

It's like a lake rich in algae.

Looking at the color of the medicinal soup, Pan Ye hesitated.

He hesitated for a long time with an uncertain face, gritted his teeth, and pecked lightly.

“I don’t seem to feel anything”

Feeling the changes in his body, Pan Ye drank the medicinal soup in the bowl in one go.

Not long after taking the medicinal soup, he felt an invisible wave emanating from his body, which enveloped his whole body in a blink of an eye.

Pan Ye felt the weight of his body suddenly increase, his body was heavy and his limbs were painful like pinpricks, he couldn't help grunting, his movements almost lost his shape.

Knowing that the medicine might be too strong, he immediately put on a pose and started to exercise.

Persisting until the first pose was completed, Pan Ye was surprised to find that his physical strength had increased a lot compared to his previous practice, so he immediately abandoned distracting thoughts and concentrated on practicing without distraction.

The second pose, the third pose... the more you feel the tingling pain in your whole body, the more you go backwards than the previous one.

"Sigh~"

Pan Ye endured the pain, trembling slightly all over his body, clenching his teeth so as not to deform his movements.

Before yesterday's stagnation pass, Pan Ye's empty and tired body suddenly gushed out a sense of warmth, like a dead tree in spring, which could support him to complete the fifth pose.

Pan Ye clenched his fists tightly, feeling the surging power gradually gushing out of his body, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, today's entry is so large.

He looked down at the rosary to check the energy consumption. The rune had only dimmed a little. It seemed that the energy consumed to strengthen the decoction was not much, and it could be strengthened many times.

According to this progress, maybe within half a month, you can enter the body training state.

"Cultivation is gradually getting on the right track, and I should also learn a martial art for self-defense. Fortunately, the property left by my father can support my practice for a while, so I don't have to rush around for money for the time being. Also, I have to participate in the twice-monthly medicinal material purchase meeting. "

He needs to convert the remaining energy of the rosary into the existing combat power as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)