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"Yes, yes!"

Remembering Luo Zhuang's instructions, Gan San Niang nodded repeatedly, then turned to Hua Heng Yue and said, "Sister, this skill can strengthen the body, it can't hurt to practice it, why don't we practice together?"

Hua Hengyue was still struggling with her feelings, unconsciously associating the "Zhenyue Zen Kung Fu" with the Flower Monk Lu Zhishen. She couldn't help but feel a bit resistant when she thought of what Master Luo had said about Lin Daiyu uprooting the willow tree.

But she couldn't resist Gan San Niang's persistent pleading and finally agreed.

It wasn't too hot in the early morning, so Luo Zhuang led Gan San Niang and Hua Heng Yue to the courtyard, spread out the book "Zhen Yue Chan Gong," and started practicing together.

Of course, the book "Zhenyue Zen Kung Fu" was mainly for Gan San Niang and Hua Heng Yue to read. Luo Zhuang had already learned the kung fu completely yesterday, and he had memorized every movement and every key point, so he didn't need to look at it again today.

He practiced the entire set of movements on the side, practicing by himself and giving a demonstration to Hua Hengyue and Gan San Niang as a side exercise.

Gan San Niang had already seen the first few moves. Although she hadn't mastered them, she had at least tried to practice them. So, she tried again while giving Hua Hengyue pointers.

"Your hands should be too high."

"Pay attention to your breathing."

"Come on, let me massage you. See if you're pressing the right spots. Yes, yes, now it's your stomach, next is your chest... What are you being shy about? This is a legitimate Buddhist supernatural power created by my brother Wu Da. It's a proper technique, don't be so coy!"

"You must control your thoughts. When it's time to clear your mind, do it. Look at me like this, like this..."

……

This woman was incredibly enthusiastic; she wasn't practicing the skills herself at all, she was practically giving Hua Hengyue pointers with all her heart.

Hua Hengyue was unwilling to disappoint Gan San Niang's kindness, so she studied very diligently, memorizing every movement and every key point without any mistakes, and tried to practice them. She even forgot her fear of the image of Lu Zhishen, the Flower Monk.

But as she practiced, Gan San Niang gradually realized that something was wrong.

She had only roughly learned the first few movements and was still struggling with the details of the first movement, while Hua Hengyue had already completely mastered all the details of the first movement and practiced it perfectly.

"Sure enough, I feel a bit better."

Hua Hengyue performed the first movement several times with perfect accuracy, then exhaled softly and exclaimed in delight, "Immortal Master, Sister, my body feels warm and comfortable now. Not only do I have a lot more strength out of nowhere, but the chronic illness in my body that I've had for many years seems to be retreating as well."

Hua Hengyue's improved health gave her motivation, and she disregarded her fear of uprooting the willow tree, actively practicing the second movement.

"Sister, what's the key to this second movement?"

She even took the initiative to ask about Gan San Niang.

Gan San Niang forced a smile, thinking that perhaps she hadn't been focused enough and had tried to learn several moves at once, trying to do too much at once and falling behind Heng Yue. She decided to change her approach and start practicing the first move properly, which might make a difference.

She mustered her spirits and, using her limited knife skills, explained the key points of the second movement to Gan San Niang.

A while later...

"Sister, what about the third one?"

Gan Sanniang: "..."

After a moment of silence, Gan San Niang forced a smile and said, "Sister, you're already practicing faster than me. Just study and research on your own, and don't come to me for guidance."

"Look how sparse my practice is; I've probably been too busy instructing you. Now you need to focus on yourself and practice properly so you can catch up with your pace."

Hua Hengyue immediately felt ashamed and quickly apologized, "Good sister, I'm sorry, please continue practicing, I won't disturb you anymore."

She obediently went to read the book on her own, while Gan San Niang composed herself, took several deep breaths, and continued to study the first movement.

Then quite a while passed...

"Immortal Master, Sister, I've learned the third movement, and I can feel my body getting better more and more. Now I'll learn the fourth one."

Gan San Niang glanced at Hua Heng Yue, her forehead slightly sweaty.

A little while later...

"Sister, it's time for the fifth one."

Gan San Niang's forehead was covered in more and more sweat.

After a while, Hua Hengyue noticed that Gan San Niang was not in a good state and stopped reporting the progress, but Gan San Niang herself could tell.

Gan San Niang was covered in sweat.

Luo Zhuang practiced the movements twice on the side.

He practiced slowly, striving to do each movement perfectly and prioritizing accuracy. He rested for a while between repetitions, which is why he finished practicing at this point.

Having practiced the entire exercise that day, he gained a deeper understanding. The effect of this "Zhenyue Zen Gong" combined with the Crimson Pearl Medicine Bag was much more obvious than practicing each movement one by one yesterday.

After practicing the movements twice, he felt incredibly refreshed and much stronger.

He also realized that the Jiangzhu Medicine Bag played a crucial role in enabling him and Hua Hengyue to master each movement of the Zhenyue Zen Kung Fu so easily.

With every movement he made, the Crimson Pearl Medicine Pouch released its magical medicinal power, providing him with a continuous source of energy and guiding his Qi to the correct locations.

At the same time, the movements in "Zhenyue Chan Gong" can greatly absorb the medicinal power of the Crimson Pearl Medicine Pouch and improve one's body.

A martial art and a medicine pouch complemented each other, promoting his cultivation.

Luo Zhuang was like this, and so was Hua Hengyue; they each had a Crimson Pearl Medicine Pouch, which made their efforts twice as effective.

But Gan San Niang is different. This woman relies solely on herself. How can she compare to two overpowered individuals?

Seeing that Gan San Niang was getting more and more anxious, Luo Zhuang could only comfort her, "Alright, don't rush. This isn't your fault. We have other things with us, unlike you who can only rely on yourself to practice."

"ah?!"

Gan San Niang was stunned for a moment, and was a little confused.

Hua Hengyue quickly understood.

She was a kind-hearted woman. Once she understood, she immediately took off the crimson pearl medicine pouch hanging from her waist and handed it to Gan San Niang, saying, "Sister, I would have forgotten if the immortal hadn't reminded me."

This is my Crimson Pearl Medicine Pouch. I was frail as a child and almost died young. Fortunately, a clay monk came to my door and gave me this Crimson Pearl Medicine Pouch. I always carried it with me, which saved my life.

This medicine pouch is quite magical. When I first started practicing, it was constantly heating up, but I was so focused on practicing the movements that I completely ignored it.

"Sister, you can use this for now. Return it to me after you've mastered the movements in the *Zhenyue Chan Gong*."

Gan San Niang then realized that it wasn't that she was too stupid to learn; there were other reasons.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No need, dear sister. I appreciate your kindness, but this thing is of vital importance to your life, how can I take it and use it?"

"So what if I practice slowly? I can just work hard. I honed myself step by step when I was a kid, didn't I?"

Hua Hengyue shook her head and said, "Sister, you can hold it for a while, it's fine."

The two women pushed the pouch back and forth. After watching for a while, Luo Zhuang took out the Crimson Pearl Medicine Pouch from his pocket and tossed it to Gan San Niang, saying, "Alright, alright, stop pushing it back and forth. I have another one here; you can use it first, and return it to me later."