kung fu system

Chapter 21 Alchemy!
"Do you remember Feixue?"

"remember!"

"At that time, he used medicine to temporarily improve his internal strength." Yan Xiaomin walked in small steps in the academy.

"Is it the legendary alchemist?" The alchemist that Chu Yu mentioned actually came from a martial arts novel. What kind of medicine is put in the stove for ninety-nine and eighty-one days...

"Hmm... almost, all in all, it is able to make various materials into good things, not only alchemy, but also various soups..."

"Lao Huo's soup!?" Chu Yu was startled.

"Lao Huo's Soup?" Yan Xiaomin looked suspicious, what is Lao Huo's Soup, did Congyu make up this word himself?
"Let me ask, are there wolfberries here?"

"never heard of that."

"Deer antler, ginseng?"

"No, or maybe there is on the mountain, but people don't know it."

"Lingzhi?"

"This has!"

Chuanyu thought for a second, maybe the way of health preservation on the earth can be used here.

Chu Yu became excited just thinking about it, and couldn't help rubbing his little hands, "Is this kind of alchemy popular?"

"It's more popular than practicing martial arts. If what you practice can improve your skills, then you will be sought after by thousands of people!"

Congyu's mind was full of thoughts, all kinds of good soups appeared in his mind, such as chicken soup, ginseng and antler soup, these are the ways of health preservation of the earth.

Congyu thought about it, looked at the sky, it was not dark yet, so he pulled Yan Xiaomin and ran towards the broken hut where he lived before!
Yan Xiaomin turned pale with fright at Congyu's actions, what happened to Congyu?
Chu Yu bought a little herbal medicine along the way, and then found a small pot in his broken thatched hut.

Yan Xiaomin didn't even realize what Congyu was doing, but saw that Congyu had already started a fire, and put some water in the small pot, "Boil the water?" Yan Xiaomin looked at Congyu's behavior.

"Soup!"

"Soup?"

At about the same time, Chug Yu put a little bit of herbal medicine he bought into the small pot. This small pot was just his own test product. No solution!

As the herbs were simmering, the water began to slowly change color. Unfortunately, the herbs were inferior, and the small pot for making soup was inferior.

When the clear water changed color, Yan Xiaomin's face changed drastically. She vaguely felt that the liquid in the pot was a little tempting to her.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded, "Do you want to learn alchemy? A. Learn, B. Don't learn."

Chu Yu rolled his eyes, he is a fool if he doesn't learn from himself! "A!"

"Already learned alchemy."

Chu Yu began to wonder, isn't this alchemy technique not graded like other exercises?

As the water in the small pot evaporated less and less, Congyu hurriedly extinguished the fire, and then looked at the soup in the pot. There was indeed a trace of flavor floating around, but the taste and color were very light.

However, Yan Xiaomin next door looked at Congyu with admiration, and even said it was unbelievable that the boy in front of her was not only good at kung fu, but he could also make elixirs! ?
Chu Yu looked at the pot of soup in front of him, and he could see something!

"Ordinary medicinal soup, effective, relaxing muscles and bones, inferior grade!" The voice of the system reminded Chuhe that after becoming an alchemist, he could see the grade and efficacy of the medicine he made!

"Congyu, Congyu!" Seeing that Congyu was lost in thought looking at a pot of soup, Yan Xiaomin hastily called out twice before Congyu came back.

"Drink soup! Drink soup!" Congyu smiled naively, washed two broken bowls from the hut, took out two bowls of soup, and walked back to the academy while drinking.

As soon as the soup came into his mouth, Chu Yu felt as if his veins were being massaged, and he felt much more relaxed!
"Cuyu, how did you know it? Have you ever learned alchemy?"

Chu Yu changed his mind, "Isn't this just making soup?"

"Soup, what is soup?"

"Nothing, terminology."

After Congyu and Yan Xiaomin drank the soup, they felt relaxed and returned to the academy. The owner of the academy will close the academy in an hour, but the owner has already arranged a small room for them on the second floor.

The room is small but well-equipped. It was originally the place where the boss's children and grandchildren slept. Later, after they went out to do business and didn't come back for a long time, the room was empty.

Congyu went up to the room ahead of time, and after drinking the soup, the effect was still there, and he activated his internal energy. As for Yan Xiaomin, he was reading some books beside him.

An hour later, the smoke from the kitchen in Ji County was rising, and the boss closed the academy for meals on time. He would go to bed around nine o'clock, and the academy would be completely silent at that time.

Congyu cultivated his internal strength and found that the blue bead in his dantian was getting bigger and bigger. It must have become like this because it absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At the same time, Chu Yu used luck to heal his injuries. These injuries were caused during the period of the law of the jungle. Although he would repair himself to a good extent, it is also very beneficial to be able to circulate the congestion.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to train internal strength as easily as Ruanyu, like Yan Xiaomin, it is impossible for her to train kung fu in this environment, so she can only read books.

As time went by, the night gradually deepened.

In the distance, Detective Chen Kuai had just set off from the yamen, ready to watch the night, and at the same time, there were two masked men.

They may look like goosebumps, but they have extraordinary weapons, and they are definitely martial arts practitioners.

They dodged all the way, avoiding Chen Kuai, wandering around the academy, looking for a place where they could enter the academy.

At this time, Congyu opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were as dark as ink. His ears seemed to hear something, even though it was so quiet now that he could even hear the sound of ants.

The same is true for Yan Xiaomin. She quietly walked to the door of Chu Yu's room and motioned for him.

Congyu also tiptoed out of the room, but heard the sound of the two people talking.

"There are really still a thousand copies ready for printing?"

"Is there anything wrong? The door is closed."

"Do it!" The two of them moved swiftly, supported one hand, and easily opened the small window with one palm, and then grabbed the window with the other hand to prevent it from making a sound, and the action was done in one go.

After a quick flip, the two broke into the academy.

There is not any light in the academy, only the second floor is still a little bit bright, but the light is negligible.

Unable to see their fingers, the two groped with their senses, and soon saw the "printing room". At this time, the printing technology was still engraving words on a wooden board, brushing one side with a brush, and brushing the white paper again.

The two nodded and gestured to enter the printing room.

Gently pushing open the door of the printing room, there were all kinds of wooden boards scattered all over the place. After two masked men crept around to search for several minutes, they did not see the board about Wing Chun.

The two looked at each other, "Fake news?"

In any case, 36 counts is the best count!
(End of this chapter)