Carrying the medicinal bag, Xiang Yang walked all the way. Before dark, he rushed to the residential area where his home was. At the end of the alley, he cut two pounds of pork flowers at the pork shop at the entrance of the alley, and then filled the wine gourds hanging around his waist at the wine stall on one side, and then returned to his own courtyard.

When she arrived at the kitchen, Xiang Yang put down the things in his hand, picked up the fire beside the wall and blew it away, lit the oil lamp in front of the stove, and looked at the environment in front of him with the dim light.

As I remember, a stove near the western wall, with a large iron pot on it, and behind it was the earthen kang in his room. In the cold winter, a few burning firewood were added to the stove, and it didn't feel cold for a day.

To the north is a square cabinet made of thick wood. The red color itself is a bit white and the bottom is also a bit tide. Xiang Yang opened it and saw that there were more than a dozen pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the first floor, and the second floor is a small iron pot with a chain for hanging next to it.

At the bottom is a porcelain clay pot. It has been used for a long time and has been covered with a lot of dust. It is used by Xiang Yang's family to cook medicine and the treasure that Xiang Yang needs most at this moment.

"Iron Crotch Practice is simple to say. There is nothing special about external skills. It can be practiced by individuals, but the most important and most important thing is the level of taking internal medicine, because it is precisely by using the power of medicine and supplementing external skills that can strengthen sexual strength and strengthen essence and achieve something."

Generally speaking, the medicine soup required for martial arts is made by masters who teach martial arts or experienced professionals. This can maximize the medicinal power in the medicine soup and prevent it from evaporating, so that practice can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

However, Xiang Yang had neither a master nor knew any specialist who specialized in boiling and refining medicine, so he could only do it himself. However, even this would not have a big impact, because when the Wordless Heavenly Book passed the Iron Crotch Achievement to Xiang Yang, it was supplemented with detailed explanations and narratives. Even if Xiang Yang was a novice, he was 70% sure.

I took out the clay pot, took it to the yard to wash it with clean water, and then carried out a pile of firewood from the east wall of the kitchen. I felt that it was almost done, so I scooped up the clean water and filled the clay pot to eight cents full. Then I made a fire in the yard, and the firewood burned to illuminate the dark yard.

Xiang Yang lifted the medicinal pot with a bracket and placed it on the burning firewood pile. Finally, he took out the medicinal materials from the kitchen and spread them out one by one, distinguishing the description of the medicinal materials according to the iron crotch skill in memory.

"Not bad, the guy is pretty honest, especially this seven-cent Polygonum multiflorum, which is really good for selling."

Xiang Yang's eyes reflected the burning flames, and he was very satisfied. The other medicinal materials belong to ordinary qi and strengthen aphrodisiacs. Some barefoot doctors in the countryside can also go up the mountain to collect them, but Polygonum multiflorum is different. It is a rare herb and the finishing touch of this recipe.

Polygonum multiflorum is also known as Polygonum multiflorum, Purple Black Vine, Night Vine, etc. The roots can calm the mind and nourish blood, activate the meridians and detoxify, and the Polygonum multiflorum can nourish essence and blood, blacken the hair and strengthen muscles and bones.

Don’t underestimate these seven-cent Polygonum multiflorum. It is enough for Xiang Yang to cook seven times. One month of cultivation is enough. However, after one month of cultivation, Xiang Yang’s strength will definitely increase significantly.

As time passed, Xiang Yang kept guarding the edge of the medicine jar, carefully observing the heat below. When the fire was high, press it down and blow it up when the fire was low. When the fire was low, wait for the water to boil, put the medicinal materials into the water according to the order contained in the exercises, and dared not relax for a moment or be careless at all.

Half an hour passed, except Polygonum multiflorum, there was a large part of the yellow paper beside Xiang Yang for the next time to cook. The strong smell of medicine was already overflowing from the medicine jar in front of him.

Xiang Yang looked at it and felt that it was not much different, so he covered the gauze prepared in advance in the medicine jar and poured the boiled pot into several large bowls. He threw away all the medicine residues except Polygonum multiflorum.

And this is just the beginning, medicine soup, and now all you get is medicine. After Xiangyang cleanses the medicine jar, pours the medicine water into the jar, and then puts the cut pork and beaten white wine into the medicine jar and continues to stew it over low heat. Only then can it be considered medicine soup.

Sitting on a small wooden stool, looking at the stars in the sky, and smelling the scent of the medicine jar beside him, Xiang Yang felt calm and empty, feeling that although his current life is not as good as anime, it is more real.

It was not until the medicine jar beside him that Xiang Yang turned his mind and poured a large bowl of medicine soup inside, and poured the rest into a large bamboo tube.

After packing the yard, Xiang Yang returned to the yard and tasted the medicine soup. After finishing, he smashed his lips and smacked his lips. There was no salt, no ingredient, no thirteen spices, no onions and garlic. The taste was very bad, but this was for martial arts practice. Even if he had to drink it with a bowl of urine, he had to squeeze his nose, so he really squeezed his nose and drank it.

The medicine soup enters the throat, like a stream of fire flowing into Xiang Yang's body, and goes into the stomach along the throat, and then the whole body is warm, as if the whole person is standing under the scorching sun.

"When your body is burning like fire and your mind is distracted, it is a critical moment to pinch the hidden hole and stimulate the human body. You cannot stay in the yard and go back to the house."

Xiang Yang felt the abnormality in his body and looked happy. He was not afraid that you would not react, but that you would not react big enough. His condition is now very wonderful. Just a medicine soup, which actually had such an immediate effect, which made him, the otakus on earth, very excited.

When he returned to the house, he lit the oil lamp and did not take off his shoes. Xiang Yang jumped directly to the earthen kang, stretched out the neatly stacked bedding on one side and covered it on his body. Under him, Xiang Yang took off all the pieces. The practice of iron crotch skills was probably a bit embarrassing.

Think about those who need a master to guide him on one side to practice Iron Crotch Kung Fu. Xiang Yang felt a headache when he thought about it. The limitations of Iron Crotch Kung Fu determined that the practitioners could only be men. A big man held the sky and looked at another old man with a pleated face. In the end, the two of them still had serious expressions, as if they were facing a great enemy. Tsk tsk.

In fact, Xiang Yang was already a little distracted at this time, commonly known as distracted. On her body, Xiang Yang's originally fair skin also became red and hot, as if it was roasted on the fire, making people extremely uncomfortable.

"It's time." Xiang Yang's face turned solemn, and all the messy thoughts disappeared. He lifted the bedding covered with his body, pinched it with his right index finger and middle finger, and began to knead and slap it under his body. He pressed his left hand to rotate one inch below his navel. His whole body was like a dragon coiled like a dog song, completely relaxing.

In the heart, Xiang Yang condensed a furnace in his heart according to the Iron Crotch Practice's visualization, burning wildly. It sounds mysterious, but it is actually a way to divert attention.

Because of the medicinal power of the medicine soup and the current movements of Xiang Yang's body, it can completely stimulate a normal man to lose his mind and even catch a sow. Without diverting his attention, Xiang Yang probably will turn from a constable to a thief who everyone shouts to beat him tomorrow.

As time passed, Xiang Yang's body returned to normal from the beginning of redness, but his sweat dripped in his body, and even a hint of heat was freed at night. Even if there was nothing on his body, he didn't feel cold.

Xiang Yang, who was originally focused on visualizing the stove, unknowingly fell into a wonderful situation. In his senses, his body, his head and limbs disappeared, but only three inches below his lower abdomen stood like an iron pillar, and clusters of hot air gathered there, swelling more and more.
Chapter completed!