"Master, if I increase the dose of Sanyang Decoction, can I improve my internal strength faster?"

In Changya Courtyard, Liang An asked while drinking tea to relieve the headache caused by drunkenness.

After being dragged to Yuebin Tower by Zhao Ling'er and Hong Wohu in the morning, he took some wine with Hong Wohu and others, and then went home to lie down until now.

First, he really couldn't drink enough, and second, he and Yi Yi used the mysterious artistic conception to get rid of their minds. Their mind was quite exhausted. One plus the two, they slept for the whole day.

It can be said that he had been delayed for a day, but considering that the wine allowed him to go to the home of five officials to watch and ask about calligraphy and paintings, and even have the opportunity to touch their collection of books, he did not feel that he was at a disadvantage.

Unexpectedly, I collected experience and created a wine table culture...

Thinking in his heart, Liang An's eyes fell on Li Zhaoxun, waiting for a reply.

Now his experience points are as many as 314 points. If we include the gains from visiting Hong Wohu and others to touch and ask the calligraphy and paintings, it is likely to reach 500 points.

This number should be enough for him to improve many levels of the Sun Record in a short period of time!

Only improving martial arts, in addition to the loss of experience points, also his own energy and spirit, is the real limitation of improving his cultivation.

However, combined with the previous improvement of the Five Fist and the Seventy-Two Swords of Yunyu, I took nourishing substances in advance and reduced the sequelae of improvement, perhaps adding Sanyang Decoction and other decoctions that assist Canyanglu's practice can help me avoid this

Limitations.

He also confirmed this speculation through Chaoyang Yiqigong.

When the Chaoyang Qigong was about to rise in the early morning, he did feel that part of his energy and spirit consumption seemed to be replaced by the Chaoyang Ziqi.

And now, he wants to use this experience on the Record of the Setyang!

Li Zhaoxun frowned and looked at Liang An for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, yes. But I don't recommend that you do this, Master. Increase the dosage of the soup can indeed provide more medicinal properties for you to absorb, thereby accelerating internal strength.

Cultivation speed. But haven’t I told you before? It’s three parts of poison. No matter how good the internal strength is, it cannot absorb the medicinal properties in an instant. Canyang Lu is no exception. Some of them will be converted into toxicity to stimulate your body. Now you use it

The dosage is calculated by my decades of experience in practicing the Canyang Record. No matter how much you have, even if your internal strength increases a lot in a short period of time, your subsequent practice will be delayed due to the deposition of toxicity in your body."

Liang An had long expected that he would say this. After all, he had always kept Li Zhaoxun's statement about medicine poison in mind. However, he had made up his mind to increase the dose and improve his internal strength, so he smiled and said, "Master's words, I will naturally be like this."

I haven't forgotten a single sentence, but I have some insights recently and plan to increase the dose of Sanyang Decoction to verify whether my idea is correct. Once, once, there shouldn't be too big problems."

"Reading a book? Haven't you been touching a book all the time?" Li Zhaoxun kept following Liang An to protect Liang An's safety. How could he not know Liang An's behavior these days?

"Master, I beg you."

Li Zhaoxun raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Okay, I'll buy you an extra pack of Sanyang Soup tomorrow. But afterwards, itching and painful everywhere, so don't say I've reminded you."

Seeing Li Zhaoxun agreeing, Liang An was delighted and shook his head and said, "One pack is not enough! I plan to use a dose that can rush to the second layer of Canyanglu at one time."

Li Zhaoxun was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "You... Why don't you go to heaven?! You rushed to the second level of the Canyang Record at one time? Do you know how long it took me to go to the second level? Seven months, this is all fast.

!You have only been practicing the Setyang Record for a few days, and you still want to go to the second level at once."

He felt that Liang An was floating.

Indeed, the Five-Stand Fist, Yunyu Seventy-Two Swords, and these external skills Liang An has improved to a surprising and unbelievable level in a short period of time. However, the internal skills and external skills are different. What is important is not talent, but accumulation!

Accumulation of the day!

He has never seen a genius who can learn a martial arts in a few days. Although he has never seen a genius who can ask Xuan in more than a month, he has also heard of a genius who can ask Xuan in a few months. But what about internal skills?

An exception is made slowly over a few years and decades, without exception!

Even if some magic skills can obtain a large amount of internal energy in a short period of time, it is also obtained by overdrawing one's own life. Although his Canyang Record is domineering, it is not a magic skill, and it also emphasizes accumulation step by step!

"Don't talk about this matter! I will buy you three packs of Sanyang Soup tomorrow. If you like to practice it, don't practice it! As your master of martial arts, I must ensure your safety. I will not allow such nonsense!"

Seeing this, Liang An suddenly had a headache.

It was not that he had thought of buying medicine by himself, but in order to ensure his safety, Li Zhaoxun was almost inseparable from him. He wanted to buy it by himself and could not bypass Li Zhaoxun.

And as Li Zhaoxun said, as his master, Li Zhaoxun has the obligation to ensure his safety when practicing martial arts. His idea was tantamount to seeking death in the orthodox martial arts process, and Li Zhaoxun naturally would not allow it.

But who told him to have more experience? Things that others can’t do not mean they can’t do!

"Master, I am not joking with you, nor am I not unaware of the danger here. But I am quite sure, and I can assure you this. You can watch me while I was practicing, if there is any accident,

Just pull me out, and I will practice martial arts according to your rhythm after that.”

Liang An said seriously to Li Zhaoxun, who was full of anger.

But Li Zhaoxun became even more angry, and snorted coldly and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard Liang An say, "Even if you don't help me, I will buy it myself."

"Are you threatening me?" Li Zhaoxun turned his head, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He is good at being a Liang family guard, but his relationship with Liang Dong is not simply a guard and master. He regards Liang An more like his nephew rather than his master's son, let alone Liang An is still his disciple.

He felt that he needed to teach Liang An a lesson and let Liang An know what the majesty of his master is.

Liang An suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a evil tiger, and his bloody mouth was constantly approaching his head, as if he was about to chew off his head in the next moment!

"Okay, I'm going to practice Canyang Lu today. I have prepared Rongyang Dapu Tang. If you can refine the medicinal properties, you can completely enter the second level. If you can't refine it, haha! My next practice

, don’t complain!”

"Gulu..." Swallowed, Liang An pulled the corner of his mouth open in front of him: "A word is certain! Master, if it doesn't work, you can beat me up!"

"Hmph! Beat? That's light!" Li Zhaoxun suddenly put away the momentum that surged from his body, turned around and walked towards his room: "Come with me!"

Liang An hurriedly followed, but almost flicked his feet.

At this time, he discovered that Li Zhaoxun actually made him weak all over with his momentum and could not use any strength!

Is this the true strength of the master?

Shocked inside, Liang An suddenly hit his thigh, stimulated it to recover with pain, and ran into Li Zhaoxun's room.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a faint smell of medicine. It was not very strong, but it made people feel uncomfortable if they couldn't breathe!

"Rongyang Dabu Tang, which collects forty-nine kinds of medicinal herbs, is the decoction of the Zhiyang. If an ordinary person drinks a sip, the yang fire will attack the heart and die. Even if it is soaked, he will be tortured by the yang fire for several days. Please, Master, please

.”

Lee Zhaoxun pointed to a huge wooden barrel and said.

Liang An twitched the corner of his mouth, held his breath and walked forward, and saw that the wooden barrel was filled with medicinal materials and the soup was thick red and black. When he reached out and touched it, he felt that there was a burning force penetrated into his fingers, making him run all over.
Chapter completed!