Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

  Chapter 86 Swallowing a golden pill can quench your thirst!

   "For the first time, you must use boiling water to soak it. It doesn't matter after that. Drink it in three days, drink it like this for a month, not to mention reborn, and you will feel completely new inside and out."

  The old Taoist gave Qian Quan a big bag, and once again instructed the usage and dosage.

   "Thank you, senior. In addition, I would like to ask, can ordinary people drink this kind of tea?"

  The old Taoist looked at Qian Quan, shook his head and smiled, and said:

   "Yes, but it's not necessary. Firstly, it's not easy to make this tea. If it's distributed, each person can drink one or two tablets, which is meaningless and purely wasteful;

   "Secondly, this tea must be paired with Wudang Jinggong to have the greatest effect, otherwise it will only add unnecessary thoughts and burdens to others."

   "Understood." Qian Quan decided to try it out by himself first, and if there is no problem, he would send some to his father.

  The old Taoist said: "Since ancient times, we have always had a misunderstanding in our practice. It seems that we will not be pure if we rely on external forces, and it will affect our future progress. In fact, it is absurd.

   "Look at those athletes, apart from professional training, who doesn't want to do strict, standardized, and systematic diet management?

   "Isn't it nonsense that we can become invincible in the world just by meditating and doing a few tricks in our practice? A rocket needs to burn fuel to fly.

   "Even cultivating immortals must talk about science, not superstition!"

  To be honest, Qian Quan still can’t say the words “cultivating immortals” and “science” together for a while.

  However, from another perspective, "science" does realize many settings of "cultivating immortals":

  Traveling thousands of miles a day (high-speed rail), transmitting voices thousands of miles away (telephone), taking people’s heads thousands of miles away (missiles), flying to the moon (referring to spacecraft)...

  That night, Qian Quan stayed in Wudang Mountain, and heard Taoist Wang tell many stories about the past, as well as the practice experience that cannot be found or bought anywhere.

He also played a set of Tai Chi, without any routines, did not follow any moves, he did whatever he wanted, he could strike wherever he wanted, and he had quite a bit of money. verve.

  However, both Qian Quan and Zhang Xianger felt an indescribably natural, smooth, breezy feeling from his movements, as if watching a weed swaying in the wind.

   "It's nothing to master Kungfu. Only by mastering the subtleties can you keep a chance of survival in the face of bullets."

  When the old Taoist talked about the state of "not seeing but not hearing, avoiding danger when aware of danger", he was still very cautious, "Of course, if the distance between you is more than ten steps away, don't hesitate and run quickly.

   "Remember a word, run away without a trace before the bullet is ejected, that is the real 'judgment and avoidance'."

  The old Taoist reminded the two of them with personal experience.

  …

  While the old Taoist was talking with Qian Quan and Zhang Xianger about running away from bullets, in a Japanese-style tatami apartment hotel in Hangzhou, Igarashi Yugiri was also talking on the phone with senior brother Okochi Isao about bullets.

   "Unless they can split with a knife or catch real bullets with bare hands, neither Ichiro nor Asuka will be his opponent."

   Igarashi Xiwu reported to his senior brother how he felt after seeing Qian Quan.

  The Ichiro he was talking about was Shimizu Ichiro, a disciple of his senior brother, and Asuka, his adopted daughter, was also his closed disciple, a real genius he had selected from nearly 20,000 children.

   "Didn't you say that he didn't catch your maple leaf in the first move?" Isao Okochi said in a friendly tone.

   "His response is too fast, beyond the reach of Ichiro and Asuka. In addition, I don't know if it is my illusion, but he seems to be able to read my mind."

"How to say?"

  "I saw the undisguised anger in his eyes. Just observing me a little, he seemed to guess my intentions. This is also the main reason that prompted me to change my mind."

  “It may not be clear. Many young people in China still care about that period of history, and their officials have never given up propaganda. Therefore, our work in this area still has a long way to go, and we have to change it from generation to generation.”

   "No, his attitude towards Ichiro is completely different from mine. I can feel that difference. If it's just the hostility caused by the difference in concept, it won't make him exude that kind of warning aura when facing me."

   "Junior Brother Xiwu, let me confirm whether we are discussing the hundred-year-old Daoist Wang or the eighteen-year-old Qian Quan."

   "It's Qian Quan." Igarashi Yugiri sighed, "I also think Myoshin is unfair. Why wasn't such a character born in Japan?"

   "They have 1.4 billion people, so the probability is higher." Isao Okochi is optimistic.

   "So, that's the only way to go. He and I exchange injuries, and leave the rest to Asuka and Ichiro."

   "In this way, Asuka will stand in front of the world ten years earlier." said Okochi Hoon.

   "She wants to rush to the pinnacle of the martial arts world. This is the fate she should bear. All I can do is to clear her strongest obstacle."

   Igarashi Yugiri said in a normal tone, "There is a movie in China that says, in this world, some people make face and some people make the face, and I am the face."

  Xun Okochi understood his junior's temper, stopped talking, and asked, "Where is Taoist Wang?"

  “The temper is still so stubborn, he is old, but, in my mind, he is still the best audience and witness.”

  The two brothers talked about some details and hung up the phone.

   Igarashi Yugiri opened a video, which showed Qian Quan fighting Shimizu Ichiro with stainless steel chopsticks.

  …

   the next day.

  Qian Quan and Zhang Xianger left Wudang Mountain.

Before leaving, Taoist Wang and Qian Quan gave an opportunity to face-to-face: "When I was young, I was young and vigorous. I often competed with others, and I also did many kicks. pass it on to you..."

  When Qian Quan heard it, he knew that this sentence must be very important, and said seriously: "Please enlighten me, senior."

  Wang Daoist said: "Before fighting with others, you can't have a house within seven days."

  Qian Quan almost came to a non-physical performance of "Falling the Stool". He really wanted to say, senior, if you don't have that kind of meaningful farewell words that are very high-end, you don't need to speak.

   Can you imagine the absurdity of Zhang Sanfeng calling his brothers before the Six Heroes of Wudang went to attack Guangmingding, and exhorting such a sentence?

   "I remember." Qian Quan said.

  Qian Quan vaguely remembered that in some important international competitions, athletes seemed to have abstinence.

  After descending from Wudang Mountain, Zhang Xianger smiled and said, "Now you know why I was at a disadvantage the first time I saw you. It's because I didn't listen to Master."

  Qian Quan said: "Then let's do two tricks now?"

  Zhang Xianger made a calculation: "It doesn't work either."

  Qian Quan smiled and said no more.

   At 5:00 p.m., Qian Quan returned to school.

  Go to the supermarket and buy a tea cup with a lid. After washing it, fill it with boiling water, and then take a piece of tea and throw it in.

   There is no expected strange scene, and it is not even as loud as effervescent tablets.

  However, it can be seen that the tea flakes are indeed slowly melting.

  Taoism has a saying that "swallow a golden elixir into the stomach, and then know that my fate is not controlled by heaven".

   I don’t know what kind of miraculous moment will be witnessed after drinking a piece of tea.

  The answer was soon revealed. After Qian Quan drank the first cup of tea—

   Feel quite thirst-quenching.

  (end of this chapter)