Transmigration begins with archery training

Chapter 34

Xu Bin didn't want the weapon bar, so of course it couldn't be wasted.

Fortunately, the plum blossom spear in Chen Sanshi's hands was too ordinary. Although it wouldn't hinder his strength, it wouldn't improve it either.

Inside the armory, all kinds of weapons were displayed.

Most of them were standard-issue weapons, and a small portion were finely crafted weapons for military officers. Among them, guns were the fewest, with only two or three types.

Chen Sanshi's gaze fell on a long spear in the center of the last row.

This spear is about thirteen feet long, with a slender spearhead like a reed leaf and a red tassel behind the blade. The shaft is slightly thicker than the plum blossom spear, and the inside is also made of white ash wood, but after being soaked in oil, it is wrapped with bamboo strips. The surface is black lacquered, and there is a conical spearhead at the end.

"This gun is called the Reed Leaf Gun."

The armory guard explained, "It was left behind by a former centurion. It's been sitting here collecting dust. If Officer Chen takes a liking to it, he can take it."

"Thank you."

Chen Sanshi took down the spear, weighed it in his hand, and estimated it to be about twenty or thirty pounds. He then began practicing on the spot outside the armory.

The weapon used by soldiers for spear fighting is a long weapon.

With the reed spear in hand, his marksmanship became even more adept.

After practicing for about half an hour, I began to experience a deficiency of qi and blood.

"Practicing martial arts is a bottomless pit!"

Chen Sanshi left with his gun.

The pharmacy is not far from the armory.

You can smell the fragrance of Chinese medicinal herbs from a distance.

The pharmacy was deserted, with only an old man, two servants, and several pots bubbling away.

"Uncle, I've come to get the blood-nourishing soup."

Chen Sanshi handed over the note.

The old man accepted the note: "Have you cultivated your Qi and blood yet? You can't drink the blood-nourishing soup if you haven't cultivated your Qi and blood."

Chen Sanshi had never been exposed to tonics and knew nothing about them: "There's such a saying?"

"of course."

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Every medicine has some toxicity. Only martial artists who have cultivated their qi and blood can expel the toxins through sweat during practice. Otherwise, drinking too much will cause poisoning, and over time, the internal organs will rot, rendering the person useless."

Chen Sanshi nodded, indicating that he had already cultivated his Qi and blood.

"That's good."

The old man then accepted the note, got up to select medicinal herbs, and began brewing the medicine on the spot.

During the wait, the two got to know each other.

The old man's surname was Jiang. He was a hereditary physician in the military garrison, but he had no official rank.

After waiting quietly for half an hour, Chen Sanshi produced a bowl of dark-colored medicinal soup in his hand.

He took a small sip and almost gagged.

This taste is not only bitter and astringent, but it also has a faint smell of stinking sewer. No wonder it's poisonous!

After drinking it, instead of feeling an immediate surge of energy like with bear heart, I felt something foreign in my abdomen, which made me feel slightly uncomfortable.

This must be the effect of the medicine; it requires practice to digest.

Physician Jiang said, "You can tell me in advance when you want to drink the blood-nourishing soup next time, so you don't have to wait when you come."

"it is good."

Chen Sanshi's treatment included a bowl of blood-nourishing soup every three days. He asked curiously, "Doctor Jiang, if I run out of my share, how else can I get more medicine?"

"purchase."

Physician Jiang used a palm-leaf fan to control the heat: "But you can't buy it from me. You have to go to the pharmacy run by the martial arts school outside. A dose of blood-nourishing soup costs ten taels of silver, which can probably make two bowls."

"How many?!"

Chen Sanshi was dumbfounded.

A bear's heart is worth only twenty taels of silver.

Ten taels of silver, enough for an ordinary person to live on for a year during a peaceful and bountiful harvest, could only be exchanged for two bowls of medicine.

“Things that can improve cultivation are not ordinary medicinal herbs. They often take ten or eight years to grow and are very rare. How can they not be expensive? But that’s only one aspect.”

Physician Jiang explained patiently, "The most important thing is the monopoly."

"monopoly?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "You mean the martial arts school?"

"Yes."

Physician Jiang exhaled slowly and said, "Medicinal herbs specifically used to enhance cultivation have very strict requirements for their growing environment. There is only so much land suitable for medicinal herb gardens, and most of it is resold to martial arts schools. How can it not be expensive?"

Why sell?

Chen Sanshi was somewhat puzzled; this was an absolutely strategic resource.

Physician Jiang said with a laugh, "What else could it be? Officials are short of money to spend."

“I heard my father say that when he was young, our medicinal herb garden in the Qianhu garrison had more than two hundred plots of land. Later, when the county magistrate changed, some of the land was sold off. After several decades, it was gone.”

“Young man, you don’t know this now. In earlier years, not only were wages and medicines owed, but many people ran away. They would rather go to the prefectures and states and live in hiding as servants for the big sects than stay in the garrison.”

"If it weren't for Grand Secretary Yan's reforms, which reclaimed some of the land, you wouldn't have been able to drink the medicine."

"However, most of them are still in the hands of the martial arts school. Even the centurions don't have as many as they want."

"exaggerate."

Chen Sanshi summarized it in two words.

With corruption reaching this level, he figured the imperial court wouldn't last many more years.

No wonder Xiang Tingchun had to resort to extortion to get things done, and even then, it wasn't guaranteed to work.

He took his leave and returned to the training ground.

The reed-leaf spear danced.

The combination of stance training, spear techniques, breathing exercises, and the mobilization of Qi and blood puts the body under high load.

Only then do the effects of the medication become apparent.

Whenever the Qi and blood are nearly depleted, the medicine will begin to transform, stimulating every organ in the body, accelerating the refining of Qi and blood, circulating repeatedly, until a second strand of Qi and blood is generated, which is considered entering the realm of mastering blood refining.

After practicing several marksmanship techniques, Chen Sanshi was covered in sweat, but his proficiency level increased dramatically. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he would be a master of marksmanship.

Moreover, the medicinal effects of that bowl of medicine are still present and have not been completely used up; it should be enough for at least two more days of practice.

"My cultivation level is still low, and I only need one bowl of medicine every three days, which is just enough for now, so I don't need to spend money to buy more."

"Buying more animal meat along the way can also maximize the cultivation speed!"

"Have a meal!"

It was getting late, so Chen Sanshi packed his things and went home.

The family prepared the meal early in the morning. As soon as he entered the door, Lan Jie'er helped him remove his nail polish and poured him water. After the meal, she even boiled water to wash his feet. She took care of him comfortably.

"correct."

Gu Xinlan, holding a wooden basin, said, "Someone came to see you today and said they'd like to invite you to their home tomorrow."

Chen Sanshi asked, "Who?"

"Tianyuan Martial Arts School".

After pouring out the foot bath water, Gu Xinlan began to massage Chen Sanshi: "It seems to be a luxurious place like Chunmanlou. If I remember correctly, Qin Xiong's younger brother is practicing martial arts at Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall."

Chen Sanshi lay on the bed, pondering why Tianyuan Martial Arts School had come to find him.

Qin Feng? Possibly, but not very likely.

He is now a flag officer, and his status will be directly registered with the Governor's Office; otherwise...

It could also be a celestial treasure.

The matter of the celestial treasure was purely coincidental.

Before he went to kill Qin Feng, who would have thought he would encounter barbarians?

Young Master Liang probably suspects that he obtained the magical treasure.

Fortunately, the other party was only speculating and had no substantial evidence. In addition, the martial arts school and the military were having a falling out, so they dared not do anything to him at this critical juncture.

but.

He really should speed up the process of increasing his power.

"If they come again in the future, just turn them away."

……

In the following days, apart from carrying out city patrol duties, Chen Sanshi devoted all his remaining energy to practicing martial arts.

The blood-nourishing soup, the beast meat, and Xu Bin's sparring partner exceeded his expectations, and he successfully broke through six days later.

"throat--"

Exhausted, Chen Sanshi plunged the spear into the ground, and a second surge of hot blood welled up within him.

No, it's different from others.

To be precise, his blood and qi were not "strands" but "clumps".

[Technique: Basic Soldier Spear Techniques (Mastery)]

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