Chapter 947
Burning the Stomach and Intestines
Zheng Yi had sweat on his forehead, but his voice was steady: "It's still early."
Red Fang retorted angrily, "What do you mean it's too early!"
The old woman said coldly, "Talking too much, add another quarter of an hour."
Chiya's face turned pale.
Zheng Yi glanced at him and said, "Say less."
Red Fang shut up.
……
At noon, Zheng Yi began teaching the bone-grooming acupuncture technique.
The room was crowded with people.
Besides the Bone Woman, there were two women in charge of making soup, an older hunter, and Red Fang also forced his way in.
Zheng Yi used charcoal to draw the approximate acupoints of the human body on animal hide.
As the old woman looked at it, her brows furrowed.
"Why do you southerners draw human figures in such detail?"
"It's necessary for spiritual practice."
"Can these spots be used for injections?"
"Not everything can be inserted randomly."
Chiya craned his neck to look: "What will happen if I prick this?"
Zheng Yi glanced at it: "It might go numb."
"what about this?"
"He might die."
Chiya immediately withdrew his hand.
The old woman scolded, "Don't touch it!"
Zheng Yi first taught him several commonly used acupoints on the shoulders and back, and then taught him how to use hot soup to promote blood circulation.
Without spiritual power, one can only rely on techniques and medicinal properties.
The bone marrow woman learned very quickly.
Since she didn't understand the terminology for meridians, Zheng Yi switched to the terminology used by the people of the wilderness.
"This is where the shoulder force passes through."
"The road is blocked here, so the spear can't be thrust out quickly."
"Pressing here will help disperse the blood."
Bone Woman understood immediately after hearing this.
She grabbed a hunter with a shoulder injury and had Zheng Yi do it first.
The hunter asked nervously, "Bone Witch, do you really need me?"
The old woman glared at him: "Haven't you been having shoulder pain for half a month?"
The hunter said, "It's still usable."
Bone Granny said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll have Red Tooth stab you."
The hunter immediately sat down: "Mr. Zheng, please come here."
Red Fang retorted, "What's wrong with me?"
No one cares about him.
After Zheng Yi performed the acupuncture, he instructed the bone-groom to do the same.
The bone-groom's first needle insertion was off by half an inch.
Zheng Yi cautioned, "Go further down, avoid this tendon."
Bone adjustment.
The second injection was much more accurate.
The hunter's eyes lit up after he shifted his shoulders.
"It's really loose!"
The people inside looked at Zheng Yi with even more intensity.
The old woman showed no joy, only asking, "What about the internal injuries?"
Zheng Yi said, "It depends on what kind of internal injury it is."
The old woman was silent for a moment: "It was hit by a demonic beast. The outside is not broken, but it's coughing up blood inside."
Zheng Yi said, "This can't be treated with just acupuncture. We need to stop the bleeding, nourish the internal organs, and not continue to exhaust ourselves."
Everyone in the room fell silent.
Chiya whispered, "If we don't keep up with the training, we won't be able to keep up with the hunt."
Zheng Yi looked at him: "Keep practicing, or you might die."
Chi Ya said, "If you don't train, you might die even in winter."
The old woman waved her hand: "He's right."
Zheng Yi said, "Then let's change the training method."
The old woman looked up: "How do I change it?"
"If the injury is to an internal organ, minimize the impact and focus on nourishing the blood and qi. Avoid running uphill, carrying stones, and falling, but you can stand in a low position, practice breathing exercises, and drink warm water."
Bone Granny narrowed her eyes: "You can even practice breathing?"
Zheng Yi said, "Yes."
After thinking for a moment, he didn't use the breathing technique for cultivators, but instead changed it to a breathing rhythm more suitable for mortals.
Inhale while expanding your back, exhale while sinking your abdomen, coordinating with the posture of bone strength to reduce internal organ vibration.
The bone marrow woman listened very attentively.
Chiya tried it twice, then frowned and said, "It's like holding your breath."
Zheng Yi said, "You're too hasty."
The old woman suddenly said, "Write this down too."
Zheng Yi nodded: "Okay."
……
Zheng Yi settled down in the Black Rock tribe.
On the first day, he learned three sections of bone strength.
The next day, Chi Ya took him to the snowfield to track him down.
On the third day, Wu Chen personally taught him how to wield a spear.
The spear technique of the Black Rock Clan has no name.
Chiya said, "It's just stabbing."
But after seeing Wu Chen make his move, Zheng Yi knew that there was something very profound hidden in that word "Zha".
On the open ground, Wu Chen stood shirtless, holding a bone spear.
He didn't put on any airs; he simply stood in the wind.
"Watch closely."
He took a step forward as soon as he finished speaking.
The spearhead pierced the ice stake ten paces away.
There were no unnecessary movements.
The ice stake shattered completely from the point where it was pierced.
It wasn't shattered by brute force, but rather its internal structure couldn't withstand the force, causing it to break apart inch by inch.
Zheng Yi's eyes narrowed.
"Is this penetrating force?"
Wu Chen said, "We call it Bone-Penetrating Strength."
How do I practice?
Wu Chen pointed to a row of hanging animal bones next to him.
"First, pierce the bone joints. If you pierce it off-center, the spear will bounce back and your hand will crack."
Chiya gloated from the side: "The first time I practiced, my tiger's mouth was cracked for three days."
Zheng Yi picked up a practice bone spear: "Can you aim accurately now?"
Chiya puffed out his chest: "Of course."
Wu Chen said, "Six out of ten times is correct."
Red Fang exclaimed urgently, "Seven times!"
Wu Chen glanced at him.
Red Fang whispered, "Okay, six and a half times."
Zheng Yi smiled.
Chiya retorted, "What are you laughing at? You try it."
Zheng Yi walked up to the animal bones.
It was a snow bear shoulder bone, thick and hard, with only a few natural seams.
Zheng Yi did not use his divine sense, but relied solely on his eyes.
He thrust out his spear.
Ding.
The spearhead struck the bone but missed.
Chi Ya immediately burst into laughter: "Even cultivators from the south can be biased!"
Zheng Yi sheathed his spear: "Again."
The second spear still missed slightly.
The third spear pierced half an inch into the bone crevice, but got stuck.
Wu Chen said, "Your hand is too steady, which will only lead to your death. A spear is not a knife; you can't rely solely on accuracy."
Zheng Yi asked, "Rely on what?"
Wu Chen raised his hand and placed it on his back: "Use this to send out the force. The hand is just the last part."
Zheng Yi seemed to be deep in thought.
He unleashed the power from his back and shoulders in the first phase of his bone-strength technique, and then thrust out his spear.
puff.
The spearhead pierced into the bone.
Red Fang's laughter stopped.
Wu Chen's eyes also showed surprise.
Zheng Yi pulled out his spear, looked down at his palm, and said, "I see."
Wu Chen paused for a moment, then said, "You learn very quickly."
Zheng Yi said, "Your method is very clear."
Wu Chen shook his head: "Being clear-headed is one thing, but whether the body can hear is another."
Red Fang muttered, "It's a monster."
Zheng Yi looked at him and said, "You should act out the chase scene again."
Chiya immediately perked up: "Come with me."
The two left the tribe.
The wind is strong on the snowfield.
Chiya squatted in front of a seemingly flat patch of snow, pointing to a shallow mark that was almost invisible.
"This is a snow deer."
Zheng Yi looked at it: "How did you figure that out?"
“Here.” Red Fang brushed aside the snow. “The edges of the snow crust are fine and delicate, making it easy to walk lightly and run fast. A wolf’s claws will leave scratches, but a snow deer won’t.”
He took a few more steps and pointed to another spot.
"We stopped here."
"why?"
"Smells like urine."
Zheng Yi took a sniff and indeed there was a very faint scent.
Chi Ya said smugly, "You cultivators have no noses, do you?"
Zheng Yi said, "I am not as good as you."
Chiya became even more smug.
But soon, Zheng Yi pointed to a snowdrift in the distance: "There's something there."
Red Fang was taken aback: "What?"
"Living creatures".
Chiya leaned down to listen, then his expression changed: "Snow Fox?"
Zheng Yi said, "Three."
Red Fang didn't believe it and crept over quietly. A moment later, three snow foxes puffed up their fur and ran out from behind the snowdrift.
Red Fang pounced and pinned one down, while the other two ran away.
He brought the snow fox back, his face full of disbelief.
"how do you know?"
"Divine consciousness".
"This doesn't count as tracking!"
"That's why I want to learn from you."
Chiya wanted to refute it, but then felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.
He held the snow fox and said sullenly, "Then I also want to learn divine sense."
Zheng Yi said, "This requires cultivating immortality."
"I can't fix it?"
Zheng Yi glanced at him: "I'm not sure."
Red Fang stopped immediately.
What does "uncertainty" mean?
“Cultivation of immortality depends on one’s spiritual roots. Perhaps there are people here who possess them, but no one has ever tested them.”
Chiya's eyes gradually brightened: "Do I?"
Zheng Yi said, "We'll only know after we test it."
Chi Ya asked urgently, "How do we test it?"
"A spirit-testing disc is needed, or a specific method of investigation is required. I do not have a spirit-testing disc on hand right now."
Chiya gave a disappointed "Oh".
After walking a few steps, he asked again, "Do I look like I have one?"
Zheng Yi said, "It doesn't seem like it."
Red Fang's face darkened: "Can't you speak more politely?"
Zheng Yi said, "Your qi and blood are too abundant, so your spiritual insight is not apparent. It's also possible that your qi and blood are obscuring it."
Chiya immediately seized on the second half of the sentence: "That's possible!"
"Have."
Red Fang was satisfied.
……
On the fourth day, Zheng Yi finally saw the Black Rock Tribe's real hunting ground.
It was a Black Stone Valley, deep within a snowfield.
Countless boulders were scattered at the bottom of the valley, with pits, cracks, and dark red bloodstains on them. Wu Chen said that this was where the adult hunters of the Black Rock Tribe trained their strength.
When Zheng Yi followed Wu Chen down to the bottom of the valley, more than a dozen hunters were practicing.
There were no weapons.
unarmed.
When they collided, the sound was as deep as a drum.
A hunter was thrown out and crashed into a stone wall, causing the snow on the wall to fall with a clatter. He merely spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and lunged back in.
Zheng Yi asked, "Do you practice like this every day?"
Wu Chen said, "Not every day. Once every three days. Too much training will ruin your health."
"You know what moderation is?"
Wu Chen glanced at him: "We're not fools."
Zheng Yi said, "I'm sorry."
Wu Chen wasn't angry: "It's normal for people from the south to think we only know how to train blindly. The cultivators in the past thought the same way."
"and after?"
"Later, there was one whose three ribs were broken by my father."
Zheng Yi smiled and asked, "Is your father very strong?"
Wu Chen paused for a moment: "Very strong. Died at White Bone Lake."
Zheng Yi asked, "What place is that?"
Wu Chen did not answer immediately.
He walked up to a black stone and patted it.
"Practice first."
Zheng Yi took off his cloak.
Wu Chen said, "Today we're practicing resilience."
Zheng Yi looked at him: "How do we train?"
Wu Chen pointed to himself: "I'll hit you."
Red Fang suddenly appeared out of nowhere and exclaimed excitedly, "This is great!"
The Bone Woman also arrived, sitting on a rock at the entrance of the valley, holding a bowl of hot soup in her arms.
She said slowly, "You are not allowed to use cultivator's energy."
Zheng Yi nodded: "Okay."
Wu Chen flexed his wrist: "If you can't hold on, just say so."
Zheng Yi stopped and said, "Come on."
Wu Chen didn't stand on ceremony.
The first punch landed on Zheng Yi's shoulder.
boom.
Zheng Yi swayed slightly.
Wu Chen's eyes flickered.
His punch was enough to crack the shoulder bone of an ordinary hunter, but Zheng Yi only swayed.
"Again."
The second punch landed on his ribs.
Zheng Yi didn't tense up; instead, he used the bone strength he had just learned to slightly turn his back and deflect the force.
Wu Chen's punch felt like it had hit a taut yet slippery animal hide, reducing the force by 30%.
His eyes showed even greater surprise.
"You've come to use it."
Zheng Yi said, "I just started learning."
Red Fang shouted from the side, "Hunter, use a heavier one!"
Wu Chen glanced at him: "You want to see him die?"
Chiya scratched his head: "Not really."
The old woman replied, "Use seventy percent."
A deep, dark voice said, "Bone Woman."
“He can handle it.” The old woman looked at Zheng Yi. “If he can’t, he’ll say so.”
Zheng Yi nodded: "Come on."
Wu Chen took a deep breath.
With the next punch, the wind suddenly subsided.
boom!
The snow beneath Zheng Yi's feet exploded, and he stumbled back three steps, feeling a tightness in his chest.
But he didn't fall.
The punch caused his internal energy to surge, but it was precisely because of this that he could more clearly feel where his bone energy had broken during its circulation.
Zheng Yi lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Let's do it again."
Wu Chen frowned: "Are you sure?"
"determine."
The second punch landed.
This time, Zheng Yi lowered his hips, expanded his back, and turned his shoulders in the instant before the fist touched his body.
boom.
He only took one step back.
Wu Chen stopped.
Red Tooth opened his mouth.
The Bone Woman smiled slowly.
"it is good."
Wu Chen looked at Zheng Yi and said after a while, "You learn too fast."
Zheng Yi rubbed his ribs: "You're still far from good enough. If you had continued fighting, I would still have lost my composure."
Wu Chen said, "But you've already found the door."
Zheng Yi looked at the Bone Granny: "Can you teach me all thirty-six levels of Bone Strength?"
The Bone Woman did not answer immediately.
She held the hot soup in her hands and slowly took a sip.
"Leave us three more prescriptions."
Zheng Yi asked, "What prescription?"
"It's for children to build a foundation, for hunters to treat internal injuries, and for the elderly to protect their bones in winter."
Zheng Yi thought for a moment and said, "Okay. But the medicinal herbs need to be modified according to what you can find here."
The old woman said, "I'll show you the medicine storehouse."
Chiya immediately said, "I'm going too!"
The Bone Woman glared at him: "What are you going to do?"
"I...I'll help move things."
The old woman sneered, "You want to hear about cultivating immortality."
Even after being exposed, Chi Ya didn't blush: "That can still be moved."
Zheng Yi said, "Let him come; his knowledge of medicine will be useful."
Red Tooth immediately raised his eyebrows at Bone Woman.
The Bone Woman struck his knee with her staff: "Go."
……
The medicine storehouse of the Black Rock tribe is underground.
The entrance is hidden next to the bone-sacrificing shrine, but it's not part of the shrine. The Bone Granny emphasized three times that Zheng Yi could only enter the medicine storehouse and was not allowed to look through the bone door on the left.
Chi Ya whispered from the side, "The ancestral bones are inside."
Zheng Yi said, "I won't watch it."
The bone woman lit an oil lamp and led them down.
It's cold and dry underground.
On the stone shelves on both sides were dried grass roots, animal gallbladders, bone meal, frozen blood clots, and some strange insects sealed in ice.
Zheng Yi looked over them one by one.
There are many things he has never seen before.
But the medicinal properties can be tested.
The old woman picked up a section of purplish-black root: "This is called frozen snake root. Drinking too much of it will cause numbness, while drinking a little can relieve pain."
Zheng Yi scraped off a bit, smelled it, and said, "It's poisonous."
"All medicines have poisons."
"That's correct."
Red Fang picked up a red pebble: "What about this one?"
The old woman said, "You stole and ate the Fire Gallstone when you were a child, and you had diarrhea for three days."
Chiya quickly put it down: "I was young back then."
Zheng Yi glanced at him: "You can't eat too much of this, it will burn your stomach."
Red Fang's face stiffened: "No wonder."
The Bone Woman snorted, "You think I'm lying to you?"
Zheng Yi stayed in the medicine storehouse for two hours.
Finally, I wrote down three prescriptions.
One dose for the child, the medicine is gentle, the focus is on replenishing qi and blood, without straining the bones.
One of these is for the hunter; it treats internal injuries, stops bleeding, and removes blood stasis, and is used in conjunction with breathing exercises.
One sheet for the elderly, to ward off cold, protect bones, and reduce the entry of cold and dampness into the body. (End of Chapter)