The whole meal lasted from three or four o'clock in the afternoon until the evening.

After sending away the drunken Qin Zhengang and others, Zhang Chu returned to his normal appearance, with no hint of drunkenness in his eyes.

He didn't get on the carriage and walked slowly home.

"Big Bear!"

"My subordinate is here!"

"What Qin Zhengang said is up to you to arrange and coordinate. If anyone has any opinions, he can come to me himself!"

Daxiong hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Master Chu, you should leave this matter to the second brother and the dog brother. I'm afraid it will be messed up."

"What are you afraid of!"

Zhang Chu chuckled and said, "If you do something wrong, I'll take care of it. It's not a big deal anyway. It's just the right place for you to practice."

Da Xiong knew in his heart that his boss was training himself to prepare for his future role as the boss in charge.

But after hesitating again and again, he still whispered: "Master Chu, don't worry about your subordinates. Your subordinates just want to follow you."

Zhang Chu scolded without thinking: "What nonsense are you talking about? A man can't lose his power for a day. How can you, a man of eight feet, still serve me as the captain of the guard for the rest of his life?"

Big Bear: "That's best..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chu glared back.

Daxiong could only hand it over helplessly: "Okay, I will go all out!"

Zhang Chu then nodded with satisfaction: "By the way, pass on my order. From now on, until New Year's Eve, all my brothers in the Black Tiger Hall are not allowed to go out of the Wutong to cause trouble. Big brothers, you must restrain your brothers. If you go out,

If there is any problem, I will attack them first!"

Daxiong nodded, turned around and passed Zhang Chu's order to Mule. Mule immediately took his two brothers and left the guard to convey the order.

When I got home, it was still dark.

As soon as Zhang Chu entered the door, he saw Li Gouzi practicing pile skills in the plum blossom formation.

At this time, the night wind had picked up and the chill was approaching. Li Gouzi stood on the wooden stake, but his whole body was steaming and he was sweating profusely.

Zhang Chu saw that his legs were shaking like chaff, and he knew that his blood consumption was about to cross the red line.

Zhang Chu nodded secretly in his heart. The fact that he could stand till he was sweating profusely and getting hot all over his body showed that Li Gouzi had already mastered the skill of standing.

The rest is just a lot of hard work accumulated over time.

It's a pity that Li Gouzi has passed the golden age of hard work. Now, no matter how diligent he is, it will be difficult for him to reach the ninth level in less than three or four years.

Of course, he is actually quite lucky. Although he gets twice the result with half the effort, there is still hope of getting a good product after all.

Others, such as Daxiong and Mule, are already over twenty-five years old. Even if Zhang Chu wants to cultivate them, they have no hope of becoming a high-grade... Once a person passes the age of thirty, his blood will begin to decline and his body will decline.

Every year is getting worse. If you cannot enter the ninth level before the age of thirty, there will be no possibility of entering the first level in this life.

"call……"

Li Gouzi woke up from the state of visualization, saw Zhang Chu under the plum blossom pile, and greeted with a pale smile: "Master Chu."

Zhang Chu nodded and asked, "How long did you last this time?"

Li Gouzi looked at his confidant Sun Si.

Sun Si quickly ran to the room where the hourglass was placed to take a look, and then came back to report: "It's close to three quarters of an hour!"

Zhang Chu sighed secretly when he heard this.

There are eight quarters of an hour in an hour, and a quarter of an hour is approximately fifteen minutes.

A standard martial arts apprentice spends about an hour practicing Zhuang Kung Fu every day, divided into two sessions in the morning and evening, one for half an hour and one for four-quarters of an hour.

Li Gouzi only persisted for three quarters of an hour before failing to follow up, and did not even reach the passing mark.

Zhang Chu has not put down the Zhuang Kung until now, and he clearly understands the difference between three quarters of an hour of Zhuang Kung and four quarters of an hour of Zhuang Kung.

After all, Li Gouzi's physical condition was still too poor, and he was seriously injured twice in a row. Even with Zhang Chu's big fish and meat and food supplements to support him, his total blood energy was still far behind that of a normal martial arts apprentice.

But Zhang Chu had no other way to help him.

A martial arts apprentice cannot rely on much external force to practice. What Zhang Chu can do is to support Li Gouzi through food supplements... He can't transfer his own blood to Li Gouzi, can he?

"Huh? Why not?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chu's heart suddenly moved, and he waved to Li Gouzi: "Come here!"

Li Gouzi walked up to him without knowing why and looked at him doubtfully: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Chu slapped him on the back of the head with his backhand, "Concentrate your mind and energy, circulate your energy and blood!"

After saying this, he gently pressed Li Gouzi's chest with his palm, secretly mobilizing the energy and blood and slowly entering Li Gouzi's body.

Li Gouzi immediately felt a heat in his chest, and quickly followed Zhang Chu's instructions to calm down and mobilize his energy and blood.

After a few snaps of his fingers, he felt that the little blood left in his body was recovering quickly like a snowball.

He exclaimed in surprise and joy: "Huh? Master Chu, my blood is recovering!"

Blood Qi is not blood. To be precise, it is closer to qigong, a kind of existence of internal force, and it can be condensed into force and released outward, although it exists for a very short time.

At this moment, Zhang Chu and Li Gouzi's bodies were intersecting, and Zhang Chu's blood flowed directly into Li Gouzi's body through his palm.

That is to say, the blood energy transfers directly from one form of existence to another. There may be consumption in the middle, but it will not be as fleeting as when it is transferred to a weapon.

Zhang Chu tried for a moment, then retracted his palm, looked at Li Gouzi and asked, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

Li Gouzi moved his body in surprise, shook his head and said: "I feel no discomfort, my blood energy has recovered by 20%!"

Zhang Chu thought for a while, but still felt that it was not safe, so he reached out and pushed him: "Go to Zhanzhuang and consume the blood I just gave you!"

Li Gouzi turned around and climbed onto the plum blossom pile again, assuming the horse stance again.

Zhang Chu stood there, paying attention to Li Gouzi who was standing there, frowning in deep thought.

Blood gas is not blood.

Even if it's blood, two people with the same blood type can transfuse each other's blood. Even if there are mild rejection symptoms, the human body can adapt itself.

Blood gas has no entity and should not carry much biological information such as DNA and chromosomes. The rejection symptoms should be milder than those of blood transfusions.

If this theory is tenable...then he will become a very powerful person because of his skill in cheating!

He can completely become a mobile blood and energy storehouse, continuously providing blood and energy to his martial arts disciples and helping them to strengthen their muscles and bones!

In this way, Li Gouzi is no longer the only one who can practice martial arts.

The confidants he wants to cultivate, such as Big Bear and Mule, all have the hope of getting into high-quality products quickly!

Half the result with twice the effort? Old man pushing a cart?

If I work ten times harder, I can always trade my cart for Wuling Hongguang, and it will be a great success on Qiu Ming Mountain, right?
Chapter completed!