Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

Chen Fei's strange hobby of stir-frying vegetables and his love for stir-fried pork liver had slowly spread throughout the clinic. Stir-fried pork liver was stir-fried pork liver, but every time he made it, he only prepared the size of a fingernail. It was really puzzling.

However, it seemed that he had stopped stir-frying pork liver recently. They couldn't tell if he was tired of eating it or something else. Recently, he had changed to stir-frying Chinese yam and chicken. The only thing that had not changed was that he still cooked tiny portions.

Cui Sanjie even came to ask Chen Fei if he would like a spot in the kitchen of the medical hall.

Chen Fei declined politely. Instead, he spent some money to rent a small house in the county. He ate and lived outside and would only return to the medical hall to refine pills. 𝙗𝒆𝒅𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝙢

Chen Fei hated this kind of simple life in his previous life. However, in this world, he was willing to accept it.

Anyone who sees their hard work being continuously rewarded would probably be like Chen Fei.

Many people were not born lazy. It was just that after they worked hard, they did not see any returns despite waiting for a long time, so they would slowly slack off. Chen Fei was busy cultivating, cooking, and refining pills every day. He even used up a lot of his sleep time at night.

Staying up late was addictive.

Time passed by silently, and soon, another ten days had passed.

In the courtyard, Chen Fei held a long sword and kept moving it around. The light reflected off the long sword and kept throwing flashes of light around his surrounding. Swift and fierce, the Clear Mountain Sword in Chen Fei's hand released a tremendous power.

If anyone from Qingzheng Medical Hall were to see this scene, they would definitely not be able to recognize this sword technique. It would be the Clear Wind Sword passed down from the medical hall. Although there were some similarities between the two, most of them were already very different.

"Tsk!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air rang out, and Chen Fei stopped after some time. A fine crack appeared in the fake mountain in the courtyard. The location of the crack was abnormally smooth as if it had been carefully polished.

"Sword Qi?"

Chen Fei had successfully cultivated the Clear Mountain Sword to the Great Completion. After the Great Completion, the Clear Mountain Sword actually developed the effect of Sword Qi.

The power of the Sword Qi was passable, but it could not leave the blade. It only extended less than a foot away from the tip of the sword. If the opponent were on guard, it would be difficult for this bit of Sword Qi to hurt him.

However, if the Sword Qi were to be suddenly released and the enemy wasn't expecting it, it would probably easily hit its target. No one would have thought that a warrior who was only in the Skin Toughening realm could actually cultivate Sword Qi.

Sword Qi was related to cultivation, and it was even more closely related to the realm of Sword Techniques. It was obvious that the Clear Mountain Sword, which had reached the Great Completion, had already met the basic requirements for Sword Qi.

Chen Fei had not only cultivated the Clear Mountain Sword to Great Completion, but also the Wind-suspended Breathing Technique. The Wind Suspending Breathing Technique at the peak level gave Chen Fei cultivation experience points every day, which somewhat exceeded Chen Fei's expectations.

Originally, he estimated that he would only be able to reach the Body Tempering Realm in another two months. Thinking about it now, Chen Fei thought he would be able to complete his breakthrough in just slightly more than a month and become a martial artist in the Body Tempering Realm.

The Skin Toughening realm was considered the weakest among martial artists. It was only slightly stronger than ordinary people, but it was far from enough to be seen among martial artists.

However, the Body Tempering Realm was considered to be the backbone of strength in Pingyin County. For example, Pu Liao of the medical center was only in the Body Tempering Realm, but his status was much higher than that of the average guard. His monthly salary also rose.

They were definitely incomparable to alchemists, but as long as they didn't buy a large number of pills to cultivate, those in the Body Tempering Realm could live comfortably in Pingyin County, and their social status was also very high.

Nothing major happened in the medical hall for more than ten days, but something happened outside Pingyin County. A wave of refugees arrived outside Pingyin County. The refugees did not enter the city but found a place to settle outside.

This world was not stable. Chen Fei heard that the current dynasty had lasted for more than 700 years. From a few decades ago, some turmoil had already begun to occur in various places.

This wave of refugees had been forced to leave their homes and came to Pingyin County because someone had risen up and forcefully occupied a city dozens of miles away.

"Today, the eldest daughter is bringing us to the disaster relief clinic. At the same time, we will be giving out porridge. Everyone, cheer up. Don't tarnish the reputation of our Qingzheng Medical Hall!"

When Chen Fei arrived at the medical hall, Cui Sanjie was already in the middle of giving his speech.

The Qingzheng Medical Hall was the property of the Zhang family in Pingyin County. The Zhang family was a big family in Pingyin County. Not only did they have a medical hall under their name, but they also had a rice shop. However, the medical hall was the most important business of the Zhang family. Most of its income and strength came from it.

The county government had ordered all the big families in Pingyin County to go outside the city to provide disaster relief, and the distribution of porridge had to be carried out every day. Otherwise, if this wave of refugees caused a ruckus, the county government would not be able to handle it. In the end, the entire Pingyin County would be affected.

"You're Chen Fei?"

A girl walked in front of Chen Fei and sized him up a few times. He was not as thin as the rumors said, but he was too tanned and did not look good at all. She could not help but curl her lips in disdain and said,"We finally meet. The mission my father gave me can be considered to have been completed."

After the girl finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Chen Fei looked at the girl's back and suddenly remembered that this should be Zeng Defang's second daughter, Zeng Qiling. Zeng Defang had mentioned this to Chen Fei a few days ago, and it seemed that he wanted to matchmake the two of them.

Chen Fei didn't take it to heart at that time. He didn't expect to meet Zeng Qiling here.

The eldest daughter of the Zhang family, Zhang Sinan, arrived very quickly. Zeng Qiling ran over, and they seemed to have a close relationship. Zhang Sinan might have turned her head to glance at Chen Fei, but she didn't say anything.

The group of people left the clinic and arrived outside the city.

The pot was set up to cook the porridge, and the doctor was sitting at the side. Soon, the refugees lined up.

As an alchemist, Chen Fei only lent a hand from time to time. The rest was handled by the workers in the medical hall and rice shop.

The fragrance of the porridge filled the air, and soon, it was noon.

"Young miss, someone wants us to make a house call and treat their master."

Cui Sanjie came to Zhang Sinan's side and pointed at a servant in tattered clothes in the distance.

"Why don't you let them come over directly?" Zhang Sinan frowned.

"She's critically ill and can't get out of bed." Cui Sanjie tightened the jade in his sleeve and said with a smile.

"Alright, send a few people over. The earlier you go, the earlier you can return." Zhang Sinan nodded in agreement. After all, she was here to provide disaster relief.

Cui San smiled and ordered a physician. Seeing that Chen Fei was fine, he also let him go and asked Pu Liao to protect the two of them.

After the time, the three of them arrived at a dilapidated courtyard.

Pu Liao sniffed the air, and his expression changed. Just as he was about to turn around, a figure appeared behind him and kicked him in the chest.

Pu Liao was sent flying, and he crashed into the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.