boyutpedia Chapter 15: Self-taught?
Chapter 15: Self-taught?
Master?
Wu He was stunned upon hearing this: "My master?"
"That's right."
Seeing Wu He's bewildered expression, Qian Bin pursed his lips and said, "Isn't Li Bo your master?"
"Ah! You mean Master Li!"
Before he could utter a sound, Xu Niang laughed first and then gestured for him to enter.
"This way, sir, please. I'll take you to see Master Li!"
Xu Niang treated him warmly, while Qian Bin looked at Wu He with a very strange gaze as he left.
"They must have recognized that it originated from Li Bo because of my knife-splashing technique."
He realized what was happening at that moment, and without further thought, he left the Desire Immortal Pavilion with the silver in his pocket.
Grab the medicine and hit the knife.
Finally, we don't have to live those miserable days where every penny has to be stretched thin.
……
backyard.
"Master Li lives in that courtyard, sir. I'll go in your place..."
"Go ahead and get busy."
"Okay, okay."
Xu Niang, not wanting to make a fool of herself, nodded and left.
Qian Bin took off his helmet, straightened his clothes, and took two generous gifts from the hands of his attendant behind him.
"You guys have fun, just wait for me."
"yes!"
After sending them away, Qian Bin strode to the door and knocked on it with his knuckles.
"Uncle Li, it's me, Qian Bin."
"Come in."
The door opened, sunlight streamed in, and dust swirled around. Qian Bin's gaze immediately fell on the figure holding a book by the window.
"Uncle Li, so you've been here!"
A bright smile appeared on Qian Bin's face as he put down the generous gift and stepped forward.
Li Bo closed the book, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on him, his dark, thin face expressionless: "How did you find your way here?"
"That's what your apprentice said."
Qian Bin stood upright in front of him and chuckled, "A few days ago, your apprentice intercepted and killed a Khitan spy on the street. Judging from his swordsmanship, he clearly received your true teachings. He said he was at the Yuxian Tower."
"He is not my apprentice."
"Um?"
"I only gave him a sword manual."
Qian Bin was taken aback: "You're not lying to me, are you? How could he use it so skillfully and accurately without any guidance, just by relying on the sword manual?"
The method of practice is one thing, and lineage is another.
Without the guidance of experienced individuals, even if someone obtains the secret manual, it is difficult to master the techniques, and one is also very prone to going astray in cultivation.
That's why Qian Bin found it so hard to believe.
Li Bo then asked, "What level of skill did the Khitan spies possess?"
"Mid-stage Skin Tempering, a skilled fighter."
Upon receiving this answer, Li Bo's hand, hidden in his sleeve, trembled violently, and his usually calm eyes showed considerable surprise.
He remembered that it had only been three days since Wu He received the sword manual.
Moreover, according to Qian Bin's words, he had only practiced swordsmanship for less than a day when he killed the Khitan spies.
How can one master the basics in such a short time?
Li Bo was extremely confused and astonished, finding it hard to believe that someone could have mastered his painstaking sword technique so quickly.
"What's wrong...?"
"fine."
"Is Wu He really not your disciple?"
Qian Bin stepped forward and asked seriously. Li Bo shook his head, and he immediately frowned, then forced a smile.
"Self-taught, it seems that young Wu He has some talent."
"Let's not talk about him. Is there anything I can help you with today?" Li Bo asked bluntly.
Qian Bin quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just haven't seen you in a long time, I really missed you."
"Our brothers in the Zhanma Camp also miss you and often hope that you can come back and lead us again."
Li Bo patted his leg and said coldly, "He's a cripple, he can't go to the battlefield."
"Hey! Please don't say that!"
Qian Bin said respectfully, "With your abilities, you're more than qualified to be a military envoy. Who doesn't know your formidable reputation as 'Li the Sharp-Knife'?"
After saying that, his tone lowered slightly, and he continued earnestly, "I know that you left back then because you were ousted by those mediocre people."
"Uncle Li, please come back. They dare not act recklessly now. General Zhao Guangyi has been appointed governor of two prefectures, and he can't stand those who hold positions without doing their jobs."
"Zhao Guangyi".
Upon hearing this, Li Bo's lips curled into an indifferent sneer: "He's a formidable general, and he's already reached the Five Elements Realm of Open Source, hasn't he?"
"That's right."
"Sure, work for him, you have a bright future."
Li Bo sighed softly: "I have decided to retire and live a peaceful life. I will never set foot in the military again."
Seeing that he refused again, Qian Bin could only sigh regretfully, "Alright."
At the same time, he glanced around, and after a brief hesitation, said, "Uncle Li, I have another request to make of you today."
"speak."
"Could I please make a copy of your Splashing Blade Technique? The Khitan barbarians have already developed a set of martial arts to counter it, and our Zhanma Camp's swordsmanship is somewhat outdated."
Li Bo shook his head without hesitation: "My swordsmanship isn't very good; practicing it would be dangerous. As for Wu He, it's just to repay a favor to him."
Qian Bin's breathing became heavy, and seeing this, he could only nod: "Alright, then I'll go back and think about it myself."
"Uncle Li, I'll take my leave now and come to see you again in a few days."
"No need to see me out."
……
Xichun Hall, east of the city.
Stepping over the threshold, one finds a considerable number of customers inside; for several months, the medicine boy has been so busy he hasn't had a moment to rest.
In front of a medicine cabinet in the corner, a woman with her hair tied up was carefully dispensing medicine using a medicine scale.
Wen Qiaoniang wore a large floral cotton-padded jacket, and her long, black hair was simply tied back, smooth and shiny, which made her neck appear snow-white and delicate.
Bathed in the dim light, her pure and beautiful features were tinged with a hazy, golden glow, making her exceptionally pretty.
He looked completely different from his previous disheveled appearance.
When Wu He looked over, she happened to be looking over as well, and immediately smiled.
"Buying medicine?"
"Buy medicine."
"Hold on."
She turned her head, quickened her pace, and efficiently wrapped a packet of medicine, placing it aside before stepping forward.
Do you have a prescription?
"No." Wu He shook his head.
"Then let me take a look for you."
Following her instructions, Wu He extended his hand. She briefly took his pulse, examined him carefully for a moment, and then exclaimed in surprise, "You're... in the late stage of Skin Tempering?"
"Hmm, I'm lucky today; I've made a breakthrough in my Python Pattern Technique."
"But I remember you were still in the intermediate stage just a few days ago?"
Wen Qiaoniang's eyes blinked, looking very puzzled.
However, seeing that Wu He didn't say anything more, he didn't ask any more questions. Practicing martial arts is a personal matter, and such a secret is naturally not something an outsider like him needs to know.
He then took a piece of paper, quickly wrote on it, and said, "Your pulse is smooth and slippery when you feel it superficially, like pearls rolling on a plate, which indicates that your internal strength is just beginning to emerge and your qi and blood are vigorous. However, when you feel it deeply, it is rough and unstable, especially the right cun pulse, which feels like a light knife scraping bamboo. This shows that there is already a hidden injury to your lung meridian, which is your old problem."
"The first prescription I'm giving you can treat your lung disease with its mild medicinal properties."
"This second prescription, with its potent medicinal properties, nourishes the whole body and relieves the burning sensation in your marrow."
"Two prescriptions, two kinds of medicinal decoctions, take them once every two days, and remember not to take them at the same time on the same day."
With a few quick strokes, Wen Qiaoniang finished writing two prescriptions. Suddenly, she looked up, as if she had thought of something.
"By the way, do you have a place to brew the medicine?"