chapter 14 Kneel down!

The Qi was red, and Ashburn frowned slightly because according to Physiognomy Character Scriptures, red Qi brought evil and indicated a place of great danger. This kind of red also symbolized blood, which was often accompanied by bloody disasters. However, after careful identification, it was found that the red Qi did not have any evil nature. This made Ashburn curious and reached for the red Qi. Ashburn stepped into a cave covered with thick vines. The sunlight shone on the vines climbing on the stone wall, there was a flesh-red fruit hanging from one of them. The shape of the fruit was a bit strange, like a bare-breasted Maitreya Buddha. Flesh Buddha! According to the records in the Medicine Character Scriptures, it was a nourishing medicine that was rare to see in a hundred years. Its medicinal properties were extremely overbearing. Just a small cup of juice of that could bring a dying person back to life and be full of energy. If ordinary people took it, they could prolong their life. If people who practice martial arts take it, they could enhance their power. Of course, it depended on the age of the Flesh Buddha, the higher the age, the stronger the effect. Observing through appraisal methods, the Flesh Buddha in front of him must be at least a hundred years old. Ashburn could not estimate the medicine's efficacy, but how could he miss such a magical chance? Since he wasn’t sick, maybe it could build up his body. He picked it off casually, it was only about the size of a fist. Ashburn took a bite, it was refreshing and sweet, just like fruit those thirst quenching. Then he walked around the cave again and didn't see any other Flesh Buddha. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Among these vines, only one was a Flesh Buddha, and it only bore this fruit. When he walked out of the cave, it was as if a fire had been sown inside his body. The fire suddenly burst out, and the flames became more and more intense as if his whole body was about to burn. He felt like his veins were about to burst. He let out a roar to the sky, startling countless birds to fly away. Then he felt dizzy, and he fainted. … "Ashburn, Ashburn, wake up!" He didn’t know how long it took, Norton’s anxious voice came to his ears, and Ashburn opened his eyes slightly. He had been carried by Norton under the shade of the trees. Seeing that Ashburn had regained consciousness, Norton breathed a sigh of relief, "What happened to you just now? Why did you faint suddenly?" "Maybe the heat stroke." Norton raised his eyes to see the sunlight through branches and leaves which were still bright, and said, "Yes, even though it is autumn, the old wives' summer is still very fierce. Now young people stay at home every day and seldom go out to move around! You had been exposed to such strong weather for such a long time, so it’s understandable... Okay, that’s it for today. Later on, if you’re still interested in these, come and sit with me, and I’ll tell you some theories of Chinese medicine.” Through his performance just now, Norton felt that this young man was very talented in studying medicine. No matter what herbal medicine, he only had to mention it once, and Ashburn could remember it clearly, and was familiar with twenty to thirty kinds of herbal medicines at once, including their growth form, nature, and even main therapeutic effect. What a talent! Norton helped Ashburn out of the forest. They got to the roadside, rode on the electric tricycle, and went down the hill in a hurry. When he arrived at Norton's house, Ashburn rode on his small electromobile again. But it was a long way from home, the electromobile had just entered the city and ran out of power. Ashburn was a little melancholy. He was pushing an electromobile and was looking for a place to charge when he saw Marico walking out of a bar with a few hoodlums. Marico also saw Ashburn and called his companions to surround him immediately. "Hey, isn't this the freeloading trash?" Ashburn was not to be outdone, " The same to you, you loser made fake paintings." When it comes to this topic, Marico got irritated. He made such a big fool of himself at Willow’s birthday party and almost broke up with Katrina. He spent a lot of effort to calm her anger. "Ashburn, you almost ruined my business. You'd better kneel down and kowtow to me, or I'll kill you today!" "I'm hurry to go home, so I have no time to play with you." "Damn, do you think I'm playing with you?" Marico reached out and pressed Ashburn's shoulder. Ashburn instinctively threw his hands away and then heard a scream. Looking back, Marico, who weighed about 70 kilograms, was easily thrown into the green belt next to him, looking disgraced and extremely embarrassed. Ashburn looked at his hands in disbelief. Could it be... the effect of the Flesh Buddha? Marico climbed up from the green belt, wiped a handful of grass clippings from his face, and roared, " Guys, kill him! Damn, I will make him pay the price and kowtow in front of me!" A few hoodlums swarmed up. Ashburn felt that there was a Qi in his body rising from his Dantian and flowing around him. The Mountain Character Scriptures of The Five Techniques of Taoism recorded numerous techniques, but he hadn't started practising yet, and martial arts were different from making divinations. Making divinations fortune calculations and distinguishing Qi. Although this knowledge was complex and difficult for ordinary people to master, the spiritual consciousness was already in Ashburn's mind, and he had already mastered this knowledge. But the practice of the Mountain Character Scriptures was different. Learning theory alone was not enough, and physical fitness couldn’t keep up. Everything was academic now. Now he could be able to comprehend martial arts, but without practical experience, it was impossible to fight in actual combat. Martial arts first needed to exercise their own muscle memory, after a series of processes such as the dredging meridian through the Book of Changes, to be considered a small success. However, the inherited spiritual consciousness couldn’t provide these, and the only way was through hard work. Fortunately, he had just taken a hundred-year-old Flesh Buddha, which allowed Ashburn to accumulate some mysterious Qi in his Dantian, which could greatly enhance his strength and speed. Even if he didn't know any secret martial arts technique, he could still exert extraordinary power. Following several screams, Marico's companions fell out one after another, with bloody heads and bruises on their noses and faces. Marico was stunned by the sight in front of him. Ashburn walked towards him step by step. "Damn, you trash, don't come here, or..." Marico took a few steps back in panic, "I am the young master of the York Group in East State, dare you touch me with a finger?" Ashburn had just been aggrieved at the Willow family, and he hated being called trash. All of a sudden, the cold light in his eyes rose, and Marico’s face was greeted with a slap. Marico was dizzy and looked at Ashburn in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?" "Exactly." Snap, another slap in Marico’s face. This time Marico was slapped directly falling on the ground, and his cheeks were swollen like peaches. Ashburn leaned forward slightly and looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person, "Didn't you ask me to kneel down just now? What about now?" Although Marico was arrogant, he was not stupid. He knew that it would be easier for Ashburn to crush him to death than to crush an ant. He forced out a smile, " Ashburn, there was some misunderstanding before. We will be brothers-in-law, right? For Katrina's sake, forgive me this time, and I'll make amends someday. " "Some day? You can apologize to me now." "Yes, Ashburn, I was the blind one who was too stupid before. Please forgive me this time!” Ashburn straightened up and shouted proudly, "Kneel down!"