The Hundred-Day Foundation Establishnt thod records: At the onset of foundation establishnt, the qi and blood boil like a cauldron, the body akin to a fetus, followed by the growth of bones and teeth, and the rebirth of flesh and bones.
Upon reaching completion in a hundred days, the body is like reborn!
Of course,
This is the effect during childhood.
From several years to over a decade old, at the ti when one’s mind is developed and the body grows rapidly, the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishnt thod can enhance this process.
A person originally destined to reach a height of 1.67 ters, through the stimulation of great dicine and the transport of the Pile Technique, can grow to 1.89 ters, with a strong constitution.
However, once reaching adulthood, the effect sharply declines.
According to the Dharma Gate recorded in the book, practicing the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishnt thod in one’s twenties can, at most, cause a surge in qi and blood, dispel cold illnesses, alleviate pains, and slightly lay the foundation.
But now...
Fang Zheng could clearly feel his whole body hot and itchy, feeling as if he had ingested a Ten-Perfection Great Replenishing Pill, full of exuberant energy.
An indescribable heat erged from nowhere, rampaging internally.
Qi and blood?
Qi and blood were not the blood flowing within blood vessels, but rather an indescribable entity, previously incomprehensible but now clearly perceptible to him.
He hurriedly executed the Pile Technique, manipulating the qi and blood according to the Dharma Gate.
After circulating twelve tis, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes in astonishnt at the potency of the effect.
Yet, in the next mont, he understood that it wasn’t the incredible effect of the great dicine nor his own extraordinary talent, but another reason.
Wrist pattern!
He lifted his arm to see the pattern ford by the bracelet moving slowly, at a discernible speed, like a living thing.
As the dicinal liquid dripped from his arm, the pattern imdiately ceased its movent, and the rampant qi and blood within gradually dissipated.
Plunging his hand back into the dicinal bath, the qi and blood surged once more.
Obviously.
The pattern on his wrist enhanced the absorption of the dicine, allowing him, who seemingly had no potential, to awaken the potential typically only possessed by youth.
"There is actually such a benefit?"
With eyes flickering, Fang Zheng, though unaware of the underlying principle, knew he couldn’t miss such an opportunity.
He imrsed his arm back in the water, continuing to operate the Pile Technique, absorbing the dicinal power.
An hour later.
"Woosh..."
Fang Zheng stepped out of the bath barrel, picking up the cow heart nearby.
The heart was cooked; to maintain its dicinal value, it couldn’t be fried or stir-fried, only stead whole without any spices.
The surface of the stead cow heart was a light red, with firm and elastic muscle, and pale white fat similar to lard.
Large enough to fit two adult fists.
"Hmm..."
Taking a deep breath, Fang Zheng took a bite.
He wasn’t fond of animal organs, avoiding dishes like tripe soup or cold liver, and had never eaten cow heart before.
As for the taste...
"It’s surprisingly not too bad."
Blinking, expecting it to be unpalatable, the taste was unexpectedly tolerable, though it couldn’t be called delicious, more like gnawing on plain bread.
As the cow heart went down, his heart suddenly jumped.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"..."
The rapid pounding of his heart accelerated the circulation of qi and blood, intensifying the unused dicinal power, causing it to cycle violently under its influence.
It was as if a booster had been activated!
"Aweso!"
Fang Zheng clenched his fists, swinging them forward vigorously.
He wasn’t particularly fond of sports, and outside of studies and music theory, lacked ti for outdoor exercises, avoiding nearsightedness solely due to good genes.
At just over twenty, he already had symptoms of weakened qi and strength, often feeling lethargic and listless.
Now...
It was like returning to his youthful vigor, with boundless energy throughout his body, quickly recovering even after sweating profusely from random swings.
The spirit adheres to the essence.
With good physical health, naturally, the spirit was also lively, and since he couldn’t sleep, he decided to take out the Thousand Character Classic and Written Records to learn a few more characters from the otherworld.
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Pre-dawn.
In front of the Pan She Martial Arts Hall.
The martial arts hall was near the marketplace, and breakfast stalls were already bustling with people.
Breakfasts similar to tofu pudding, along with large at buns and salted vegetable slices, were staples for common folks.
The wood beneath the stove crackled, the fragrance of seasoned hot soup filled the air, and the simring white steam enveloped the surroundings.
Voices of street vendors called out continuously, showcasing a lively scene.
Fang Zheng squatted beside the breakfast stall, holding two large at buns, swallowing them whole, the stack of bowls beside him indicating his achievents.
"Brother."
Soone nearby exclaid in amazent:
"What a big appetite!"
"Yes." Fang Zheng paused his hand movents and nodded awkwardly:
"I’m hungry."
It was likely due to the Foundation Establishnt thod; the stomach activity increased, and in the morning it rumbled as if he hadn’t eaten for days.
A few bowls of gruel went down, yet he couldn’t fill his stomach.
"I can see that." The other person laughed out loud, and those around him followed with chuckles.
"By the way." Fang Zheng asked offhandedly:
"Brother, why is the martial arts hall closed?"
"What else could it be? Everyone inside was called out by the county governnt office to go out and fight the bandits." The other person shrugged:
"People in the martial arts hall know martial arts, and the governnt officials are short-handed, so of course, they need to be brought along. A few days ago, people from the Cyan Wolf Gang raided the execution ground, and the governnt office surely won’t let it rest."
"Hey!" Soone whispered:
"It’s just a case of dog bites dog."
"Don’t say such things!"
"Watch your words."
Fang Zheng’s brow furrowed slightly; the martial arts hall here didn’t seem to have a good reputation among ordinary people.
What he didn’t know was that the county governnt office mostly used unofficial personnel for tax collection, and the martial arts hall was sowhat like governnt strongn, notorious for their misdeeds.
But even if he knew, he probably wouldn’t care.
However...
They still had to assist the governnt office in fighting bandits?
The Cyan Wolf Gang wasn’t like modern-day street thugs, but a bandit group capable of confronting the county town. Contact with them inevitably led to casualties.
Choosing to join a martial arts hall didn’t seem like a good decision.
At least not now!
Martial arts in this world are divided into training thods and combat techniques; Foundation Establishnt thod and Mountain Stabilizing Stance are training thods, which strengthen the body and increase power.
While combat techniques are about force manipulation and power exertion skills.
With the sa strength, people who understand combat techniques are far stronger than those who don’t move, and martial arts halls mainly teach combat techniques; training thods are not taught unless passed down as true teachings.
’Never mind!’
’I’ve just started foundation establishnt, and I have to travel back and forth; ti isn’t so plentiful, so I can put the matter of practicing combat techniques on hold and wait until foundation establishnt reaches perfection.’
’It’s also to avoid getting involved between governnt offices and bandits.’
Shaking his head, Fang Zheng stood up:
"Boss, ti to settle the bill!"
A at bun cost two coins, a bowl of gruel one coin; shredded pickled vegetables were complintary. Six bowls of gruel and thirteen buns totaled twenty-two coins.
Settling the account for twenty coins!
That’s more than many people earn in a day.
Then he strolled around the street, bought so ancient specialties, jade artifacts, and ceramics, and after returning to his place, activated his ability to return to modern society.
Ti passed.
In a flash,
A week had already gone by.
Modern society.
At the entrance of Seven Miles Square Porcelain, Fang Zheng lay on a rocking chair, his eyes slightly squinted as he took a nap, exuding an enviable sense of comfort and ease.
"Xiao Fang."
Not far away, Elder Lu spoke slowly:
"At your age, you should go out and venture; staying here every day isn’t the way. Business relies on communication with peers."
"Elder Lu, I’m really busy." Fang Zheng sighed lightly:
"Don’t be fooled by my current leisure; you haven’t seen when I’m busy. Besides, I’m not under pressure, so there’s no need to work so hard."
"Heh..." Elder Lu chuckled:
"Indeed, I don’t know where you found the connection, but you actually have a steady source of jade and jadeite, and their quality isn’t bad either."
Fang Zheng smiled without speaking.
The source is naturally the Otherworld!
Every few days, he could acquire so jade artifacts; their value wasn’t high but enough to sell for thousands, sufficient to support his family.
Sotis he could even pick up a bargain.
Continue this way, and it’ll be easy to beco moderately wealthy.
"Boss, into fitness?"
At this mont, a tall lady approached, handing over a flyer.
"We’ve opened a new fitness club specifically for upper-class patrons; we’re now running a promotion, offering two free fitness lessons."
She raised an eyebrow:
"The coaches are beauties!"
Fang Zheng casually accepted the flyer, first seeing a few scantily dressed beauties and the na Yu Xiang Fitness Center.
Yu Xiang?
This na is indeed uncommon.
"Are you serious about fitness here?"
"Of course!"
The woman seed naturally confident.
"Then forget it." Fang Zheng shook his head, handing the flyer back.
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