The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

noon.

The sun was still as fierce as ever, but not as hot as an oven. Some people were hiding in the shade, talking about the battle that had just taken place.

Wang Lei is quite strong, he has reached the peak of the first level of physical training, and has already mastered the skills of the stick, and is only a step away from minor success. Among the fifty or sixty people, there are only a handful who can beat Wang Lei.

The only one who won so cleanly was Chen Hou, and now there is one more.

Yellow wind!

This person had just come in and was able to win so easily. He might really be a martial arts genius. His talent was even better than Chen Hou's.

As for Chen Hou, after Huang Feng defeated Wang Lei, he looked at him a few times, but in the end he did not challenge him.

Chen Hou is very likely to have broken through to the third level of body refinement. His body is full of energy and blood, which can be seen at a glance. It is estimated that he has just broken through not long ago and cannot control the surge of strength.

He originally wanted the Blood Strengthening Soup. Now Chen Hou has broken through the third level of body refinement and his strength is much greater than his. Even if he defeats Chen Hou, he won't get an extra serving of Blood Strengthening Soup. Chen Hou, like Wang Lei, will leave today.

After getting the Zhuangxue Soup, his strength will increase rapidly. At present, the resources are sufficient, so he should practice seriously and not let his imagination run wild.

If one wants to control one's own destiny in this world, one needs extremely powerful strength, and Huang Feng is still far from that.

While everyone was still discussing, Huang Feng had already returned to the South Courtyard. When he left, many people breathed a sigh of relief, as they were afraid that Huang Feng would challenge them and take away their Qi and Blood Soup.

Later, Huang Feng had Zhuangxue Tang, and he looked down on their Qixue Tang. Zhuangxue Tang was several times more powerful, far beyond the Qixue Tang. Moreover, after reaching the second level of body refining, the effect of Qixue Tang was minimal.

South courtyard.

Old Hu took out a bowl of thick medicine from the cabinet. It looked dark red and had even turned black.

Without hesitation, he drank it all in one gulp.

The medicinal power instantly rushed to every part of my body. I could clearly feel a warm current flowing through my body, then entering deep into my body, making me full of energy.

"From now on, you drink the Zhuangxue Soup, and the Qixue Soup will be left to others. Also, you can't take other people's Qixue Soup. Even if you defeat everyone, I won't recognize you."

Ok?

Although the effect of Qi and Blood Soup is not obvious, it can still improve Qi and blood. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. He also thought that after a while, after breaking through the second level of body refining, he would defeat everyone.

"Why?" Huang Feng asked puzzledly.

Tsk.

This kid really has this idea!

Old Hu replied unhappily, "The effect of Zhuangxue Decoction far exceeds that of Qixue Decoction. If you take Zhuangxue Decoction, you will soon be able to break through the second level of body refining. The effect of Qixue Decoction is already minimal."

"And those people need the help of Qi and Blood Soup to practice martial arts, otherwise it will be difficult to improve. If they go out to do things, there is a high probability of casualties."

Ok?

Not quite right!

Huang Feng clearly saw some people who had been here for more than half a year, slacking off every day, and they hadn't even become warriors. Those who took the Qi and Blood Soup were all warriors, and if warriors could have accidents, wouldn't these ordinary people be in even greater danger?

Aren't they out there doing the same thing?

Thinking of this, Huang Feng asked, "Old Hu, what do those who haven't become warriors do?"

"Medicine servant!" Old Hu replied expressionlessly.

"They are the real medicine servants, responsible for the dirtiest and most tiring work in Baicaotang, even testing medicines!"

"Of course, Baicaotang will never let them take poison. It's just that some prescriptions that are uncertain, as well as some new prescriptions from the doctors in the hall, need to be taken to check the efficacy."

hiss~

That's it!

Fortunately, he had a good talent and had become a warrior. Otherwise, he would have to drink all kinds of strange medicines every day, which would have driven him crazy.

Lao Hu patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Huang Feng, there is no free food in the world. You have this talent, so you should work hard to practice martial arts, take back your slave status, and live like a human being."

"Although Baicaotang treats its medicine servants well, with three meals a day and no worries about food and clothing, they still lose their freedom, and their life and death are not in their own hands."

"But they asked for it. In the past six months, Baicaotang has treated you more generously than ordinary martial arts school disciples. Under such conditions, they cannot become martial artists. They only want to be lazy every day. That is their fate."

As it should be!

In the final analysis, Baicaotang holds their indentures, and they have to do whatever they want. That's the theory in name only.

While Huang Feng was deep in thought, he heard Lao Hu say, "This is how the world works: the strong prey on the weak. Baicaotang is a little better, at least everyone is given a chance. Whether you can seize it depends on your fate."

"Qingshan City and the other five major forces are different. They kill anyone casually, as if it were a game."

"Okay, don't stay here, go back and practice martial arts seriously. I think you have good talent, and you will have the hope of entering the third level of true qi in the future and becoming a true master!"

Hearing this, Huang Feng left without saying a word. There was nothing to say. He was not a good man, and everyone had their own choices.

Medicine servant!

Perhaps some people would rather be a medicine servant than risk their lives. They try to take some medicine soup, not poison. Everyone can live to sixty or seventy years old, and some can live to seventy or eighty years old.

Some warriors fight to their death, but one day their bodies may be found on the streets, hacked to death in the alley.

Medicine servant, no freedom!

Warriors can move around and wander around. Except for some tasks, no one will restrict them.

All we can say is that everyone has a different lifestyle, and it’s hard to say who is good or bad.

But for Huang Feng, that was absolutely impossible. He would never become a medicine servant.

I would rather die than be without freedom!

After returning to the west courtyard, he saw Xie Hai and three others enjoying the cool air, and he suddenly became furious.

"You guys are willing to be medicine servants too?"

"I don't want to! I don't want to!"

The four of them quickly stood up and stood up respectfully. They had long known that as long as they did not become warriors within half a year, they would become real medicine servants. Huang Feng practiced sword every day and did not care about other things until today, when he knew about this.

"Then practice swordplay quickly!"

"I'll give you another half month. If you don't become a warrior, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

Ah this~

The goal is a bit high. It is already quite good that they can become warriors within two months.

"Boss Huang, the weather is too hot! Let's take a break..."

"Shit!"

Huang Feng immediately cursed, then picked up a wooden sword and started hitting them. For some reason, they couldn't escape.

clap clap...

"Hurry up and practice for me. I want to see who dares to be lazy!"

With no other options, they could only practice swordplay under the scorching sun, sweating profusely. Under Huang Feng's strict supervision, any laziness would result in a severe beating.

As time went on, their swordsmanship became more and more proficient, and soon they reached the threshold of martial artists. Huang Feng drank a bowl of Zhuangxue Soup every day, which greatly increased his Qi and blood, and his cultivation improved rapidly.