Martial Arts: Start by Obtaining the Wild World

Chapter 28 0028 Amazing Effect
As the familiar warm current appeared from the spine again, Cheng Zongyang's eyes lit up and he continued to proceed as normal. At the same time, he could breathe!

Now, we are using external force to continue to stimulate the medicinal power absorbed by the body, thereby stimulating the body and feeding back to the skin!
Slowly, the warm current began to fill the arms, feet, abdomen, chest, and even the back!
Next, Cheng Zongyang used these parts to hit the tree trunk, and used it to strengthen his body before the warm current of the medicinal power disappeared. At the same time, with the help of this medicinal property, it also had a very good effect on the recovery of the body.

Time passed by minute by minute, and beside the forest hut with flickering firelight, shouts of "huh" echoed in the dim forest.

This caused many nocturnal animals to listen attentively and then hide away from it.

About half an hour later, the shouting in the forest disappeared.

Next to the hut, Cheng Zongyang, his whole body flushed, sat by a fire with a glowing look of energy.

After being scalded by hot water and then masochistically hitting his head against a tree, not only was his body fine after this series of treatments, he felt relaxed and full of strength.

He called up the properties interface to check the situation.

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Name: Cheng Zongyang
Age: 15 years old

Points: 37
Equipment: Ironwood Bow;

Skill: Archery (11301/20000, Expertise)
Martial Arts: Physical Training (20/100, not yet qualified)

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"It's actually changed? Each time you do body building, you can increase your proficiency by 20 points... In other words, in five days, you can get started with body building!"

"It only took five days to get started. The efficiency is amazing! This quick result is really pleasing!!" Cheng Zongyang was excited.

Although you can't use points to directly improve your cultivation, this method is not much different. It's just that you can only take a medicinal bath once a day!
He also knew something about martial arts. For a beginner who wanted to learn a martial arts technique, it would take several months for a person with average talent. Even for a person with good talent and money, it would take one or two months.

But for someone like him, he only needs to follow the steps and get started in five days. It’s terrifying to think about it.

"Once I successfully get started, it seems that I can also help my father learn martial arts in this way, right?" This thought popped up in Cheng Zongyang's mind.

If so, what does this mean?
This means that he may be able to train warriors in large quantities!
This is far more amazing than increasing your cultivation level by points!
"Don't be in a hurry, improve yourself first." Cheng Zongyang temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​trying.

With Pu in mind, Cheng Zongyang didn't stay any longer.

He took a bath with clean water, put on his clothes, covered the fire with sand and extinguished it, and then left the wilderness world.

When he returned home, Cheng's father opened the door for his son.

Cheng Zhou took the little maid and went to bed first.

"Where are you going in this dark?" Cheng Guanghai walked in and asked in a low voice.

"No, just wandering around." Cheng Zongyang smiled.

Cheng Guanghai didn't ask any more questions and went back to the inner room.

Cheng Zongyang locked the door and went back into the house.

Silent all night.

The next morning, the occasional faint crowing of a rooster, accompanied by the morning glow, shone through the old, yellow and moldy gauze window, waking up Cheng Zongyang.

Cheng Zongyang, who was sleeping very comfortably, heard the low voices of conversation in the yard, and looked at the sky outside the window, feeling a little surprised.

"I actually overslept."

Perhaps it was because of the physical training, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed last night. He slept very deeply and felt nothing at all.

He stood up and changed his clothes, looking at his strong body, which had not been damaged or changed by last night's exercise.

Not only that, but my body muscles were also a lot tighter, which shows that the effect of last night's medicinal bath on body building was very obvious.

"That makes me feel relieved." Cheng Zongyang murmured and changed his clothes.

"Dad, Mom." After leaving the room, he greeted his parents. "You're awake now, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Cheng Zhou said with a smile.

Cheng Zongyang shook his head: "I overslept today. Dad, I'm going to go to Aunt Chunhua's house later. I'll go into the mountains later."

Cheng Guanghai paused, understood what his son meant, and nodded, "Okay. Mother, prepare some food and let Yang'er take it away later."

"Okay." Cheng Zhoushi did not stop him. It was only right to go and take a look. She placed a basin of water beside the well: "Put the water here."

"Thank you, mother." Cheng Zongyang said. He then looked at his father who was measuring the size of the wood in the corner of the yard and said, "Dad, how are Uncle Chen's funeral arrangements going?
Cheng Zhou went to the kitchen to prepare something. Cheng Guanghai, who was in the corner of the courtyard, put down his work and said:

"What else can we do? There's nothing we can do in this year. We have good relationships with each other, so we made a thin coffin and sent it over yesterday. We can just take it to the mountain and bury it there later."

"The village doesn't care?" Cheng Zongyang asked with a frown.

"Oh, what do you care about? It's good enough that you can take care of your own family." Cheng Guanghai sneered.

Although we have all lived in Jinqiao Village for the past twenty years and everything has been peaceful, outsiders are still outsiders.

If the year was good, maybe they would give me some face and give me a few or ten coins as a token of appreciation. But now, when my family can't even get enough to eat, why would I care so much?

Cheng Zongyang didn't say anything about the fickleness of the world; this is human nature.

If it were his family, he probably wouldn't visit the family with whom he didn't communicate much, and at most he would give a few cents as a gift.

After washing up, Cheng Zongyang ate something to fill his stomach, then went to Chen Jiang's house carrying ten kilograms of old rice, ten kilograms of sorghum flour, two kilograms of pickled meat, and one kilogram of brown sugar.

Only a hundred or two hundred meters away, Chen Jiang's house was even more dilapidated than his own, and the gap in the old wooden door was so large that you could put a finger in it.

Looking at the closed old wooden door, faint crying sounds were heard from inside.

Cheng Zongyang sighed inwardly, knocked on the door, then took a few steps back and waited.

After a moment, there was the sound of footsteps, followed by the door bolt opening.

A thin little girl, wearing slightly loose clothes with several patches on them, opened the door timidly with red eyes.

"Brother Cheng." The little girl called out nervously when she saw Cheng Zongyang.

"Laidi, are your mother and your sister Zhaodi at home?" Cheng Zongyang asked.

Chen Lai Di was the second daughter, twelve years old, not even as tall as his shoulders. Her hair was messy and dry, her face was haggard and withered, and she was almost skin and bones.

"Yes." Chen Lai Di responded weakly.

Cheng Zongyang walked in.

The pungent smell of incense smoke rushed into his nose, but Cheng Zongyang didn't care. He glanced over and saw Aunt Chunhua and her eldest daughter Zhaodi burning paper in the main hall.

In the middle of the main room, there is a primary-colored wooden coffin that could not be simpler. The whole room looks like a dilapidated house with mottled walls standing alone in a barren field, appearing a bit depressing and desolate.

"Aunt." Cheng Zongyang did not hide it. He put the food aside, walked into the main room and called out.

"Yang...zi!"

Aunt Chunhua turned her head away, her hoarse throat making it almost impossible for her to speak.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was numb. Her body, which was slightly swollen and weak due to hunger, was now like a candle in the wind.

This made Cheng Zongyang's heart sink, and he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on.

In this family, Chen Jiang was the mainstay of their family. Now that he was gone, it was like the house had collapsed. The impact was imaginable.

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