373: Chapter 0373: Brother-in-law Checks the Room 373: Chapter 0373: Brother-in-law Checks the Room After Wang Xiaoya went to work, she generously left Long Fei and An Xiaoke at ho.
This indulgence she now had towards Long Fei made him wonder if these won’s hearts also grew alongside the opening of the governor and conception vessels?
Or was it because they had transcended?
He shook his head, placed the Qi-replenishing dicinal herbs on the table, and then called over An Xiaoke, who was cleaning.
The girl was dressed in a T-shirt paired with sports shorts, her hair tied into a fishtail braid at the back.
When she bent over to vacuum, her hips arched in a way that was quite enchanting.
He thought to himself that if An Xiaoke were dressed in a maid outfit, it would probably be even more thrilling to watch.
However, it seed that Wang Xiaoya wouldn’t agree with that.
He reined in his lecherous gaze and after An Xiaoke sat down, he cleared his throat twice and said, “Little Ke, since you’ve decided to stay, I won’t say much more.
From now on, you don’t have to call steward anymore, just call master.
Your grandfather is just a registered disciple of mine, not an official one, so our seniority isn’t confused.”
“I’ll listen to you; whatever you say goes!”
An Xiaoke blinked her big eyes, appearing quite easy-going in her response.
“Good, good!”
Long Fei rubbed his head, feeling slightly uncomfortable with how obedient this girl was.
He introduced all the Qi-replenishing herbs to An Xiaoke, who had grown up among traditional Chinese dicines.
Once Long Fei reported the exact asurents and ratios, she was able to morize them instantly.
Long Fei instructed, “As for the basic principles of pharmacology, I won’t go into detail, as you probably understand them all.
The essence of traditional Chinese dicine is to refine the dicinal properties of natural herbs to achieve the purpose of treating diseases and maintaining health.
Ordinary people can at best extract 0.1% of the dicinal properties of herbs.
Cultivators, however, can continuously increase this percentage.
The most powerful cultivators can extract 100% of the dicinal properties.
Even a drop of water can be transford into divine dicine that saves lives.
So, I hope you understand that what I will teach you is not only traditional Chinese dicine techniques but also cultivation techniques!”
“Cultivation?”
An Xiaoke listened intensely, her reaction not as exaggerated as Lin Yingying’s or Wang Xiaoya’s.
She asked, “Do Yingying and the others know about this?”
Long Fei nodded, “Not only do they know, but in a sense, they are already cultivators!”
“Really?
Are you serious?”
An Xiaoke felt her mouth agape in astonishnt.
Long Fei smiled faintly, “The tis I’ve gathered herbs from you were to open up their ridians.
Only by doing so can you externalize essential Qi during acupuncture, helping people unblock and regulate their ridians.
Just breaking through this layer, tumors won’t pose much of a problem for you.”
An Xiaoke had experienced the power of externalizing essential Qi in the taxi.
It felt like an electric current penetrating the skin.
She asked excitedly, “Is this difficult to learn?”
Long Fei shook his head and said, “It’s not difficult; you just need to boil these dicinal ingredients into a decoction, and then use the essential Qi within it to break through.
The outco of the breakthrough depends on the individual’s talent.
So may succeed in one go, while others may have to attempt several tis, or even spend their whole lifeti without success.”
An Xiaoke was curious, “How long did it take Yingying and the others?”
“About ten seconds or so!”
Long Fei told her frankly.
An Xiaoke clicked her tongue, never having realized her close friends possessed such talent before.
“I want to learn this too.”
An Xiaoke looked at Long Fei with determination, feeling as though she was stepping into a new world she had never seen.
“Then let’s get started!”
Long Fei smiled, stood up, and led her into the kitchen, teaching her adeptly how to arrange the herbs.
The placent of these herbs varied according to their durability and dicinal strength.
Those that could withstand prolonged boiling were naturally placed at the bottom, while those less durable were placed on top.
Every detail has a trendous impact on the efficacy of the soup dicine.
An Xiaoke, who had not forgotten the Three-Layer Alchemy Technique, had been taught by Long Fei as well.
Actually, three layers were just the most basic technique.
If the cultivation level was raised, four layers, five layers, and even over a hundred layers were all possible.
The main purpose was to allow the dicinal materials to fully release their dicinal properties at the temperature most suitable for them.
But the technique for brewing soup dicine took Long Fei all morning to explain.
An Xiaoke truly felt fortunate to have found the right ntor; he was leagues above her grandfather.
As Long Fei said, his thod by rights should not be considered Traditional Chinese dicine Techniques but rather Cultivation Techniques.
Brewing soup dicine was rely one of the ans in cultivation.
Once the soup dicine was ready, a sound akin to the roar of dragons and tigers ca from the steam vents, giving An Xiaoke quite a scare.
Long Fei smiled and explained, “This soup dicine is different from the ordinary ones starting from its creation; it is full of Essential Qi, so the sound is robust as well.
This is just the basics.
Take a whiff of this steam; much of the dicinal properties are volatilized through the steam.
If the alchemy is done in a cauldron, at the very mont the pill forms, it would lock in all the dicinal properties without leaving a drop of the dicine soup.
What you will learn in the future is this, and that is the true art of the Divine Doctor.”
An Xiaoke nodded her head, worshipping Long Fei as if she had been brainwashed.
However, An Xiaoke believed that with the standard of this pot of soup dicine, Long Fei could completely crush many of the great masters of traditional dicine in Huaxia.
The two poured the soup dicine and took bowls of it to sit down outside.
An Xiaoke asked him, “What should we do next?”
Long Fei rubbed his head, sowhat embarrassed, “Next, I need to perform acupuncture on you to guide the Essential Qi to open up your governor and conception vessels.
I’m afraid, you’ll need to take off your T-shirt first.”
An Xiaoke blushed, but for her dream of becoming a divine doctor, she was willing to go all out.
After waiting for the soup dicine to cool down slightly, she picked it up and drank it.
Then she blushed deeply and stretched out a hand to pull off her T-shirt.
Last ti in Qingdong City, she had already let Long Fei see all.
She had already built up so immunity in her heart and wasn’t too bothered by it.
Long Fei, however, wasn’t as cool as she was.
His nose grew hot as her tender white body beca exposed.
He took out his Bodhi Bead and quickly cald his mind.
Outside the villa, a fat man swayed over at this ti, eyeing the villa up and down.
He asked into his phone, “Sis, which number is your villa?”
The other end sounded a bit annoyed, “Didn’t I tell you already, number 17, number 17 ah!”
The fat man laughed, “Look at , I was so excited I forgot it in the car.
Go on to work.
I’m here to keep an eye on your husband for you.
If there’s any news, I’ll report to you.”
The voice on the phone responded without amusent, “Fatso, don’t ss around, alright?
I don’t need you ddling in my affairs.
If you need to talk to your brother-in-law, speak to him properly.
Don’t stir up trouble for .”
“Got it!”
The fat man rubbed his ear, sowhat impatiently hanging up the phone.
He was no stranger; he was Wang Xiaoya’s brother, Wang Shengli.
Today, he was sent by Li Zhenni to connect with Long Fei, ready to set out for Devil Island tomorrow.
He first touched base with his sister, only to find out that her cheap brother-in-law had traded in his shotgun for a cannon and had bought a villa in the city.
Moreover, he had gotten a maid for the house.
Fat Wang had scolded his silly sister and volunteered to co over and scope things out for her.
Having trained with Li Zhenni for so ti now, he could climb walls and trees without any issue.
The iron gate outside was locked, but he didn’t bother ringing the bell; he simply climbed over the wall and listened at the door.
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