Outdoor training in wilderness
Good morning!
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Outside the city of Zhugou, at a certain mountain cliff more than ten miles away. Wang, the medicine collector, brought two bundles of rope and climbed up the mountain cliff with ease, throwing down a thick rope and a thin rope from above to let his apprentice climb up the mountain cliff.
Yang Yicheng looked up and gazed at the steep cliff in front of him, which was over 200-300 meters high, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared blankly.
"My goodness, how high is this? What if I fall off and become a pancake?"
Feng Xiaotui pushed him and laughed. "Come on, Shixiong, you're the eldest Shixiong, of course, you have to take the lead in everything. Master is waiting for us upstairs! If you don't hurry up, he'll come down and scold us."
Qian Ruoxiu and Sun Ying, hiding under a small tree in the shade, secretly watched the three of them.
Ye Qin was resting on a patch of grass not far away, recovering his strength and silently thinking about the last month's wilderness survival training. After this month's training period, they would officially follow the medicine gatherers into the mountains to collect medicinal herbs.
On the first day of wilderness survival training, the master gave them a taste of their own medicine, making them run around the outskirts of Zhujici County for fifty laps, almost shattering their bones. Fortunately, all five of them were born into families of blacksmiths, farmers, hunters, and weavers, who had grown up eating bitterness since childhood, and had already undergone five months of basic stance training, otherwise they would not have been able to withstand such intense training.
After fifty rounds, except for Ye Qin, the other four people all fell down, including Feng Xiao, who was not an exception. The inner family heart method cultivated by Ye Qin showed its extraordinary power for the first time. His physical endurance had completely surpassed that of Yang Yicheng, Feng Xiao, Qian Ruixiu and Sun Ying.
Fortunately, they had a large amount of rice every day and several pieces of fragrant and tender meat. After resting for only one night, they recovered their physical strength.
The next few days, tasks became increasingly heavier day by day.
From running in the wild mountains to swimming and paddling in the river valley, to climbing old mountains and drilling into dense forests, I got battered all over. It was just some scratches, and after applying some hemostatic herbs, there was no major hindrance.
In the following three to five days, they were called again to stir up beehives and ant nests, go down into the muddy ditch to catch and kill leeches, capture scorpions and centipedes, drive away mosquitoes in the wild, catch mountain rats that eat venomous snakes, until they were all red and unbearably itchy. Dig pitfalls, kill wild beasts. Only after playing with small insects, small ants, and small animals did they stop.
By now, Wang Caoyao had made them run thirty laps outside the county town and then brought them to the foot of this steep cliff, where he had the five of them climb. If they weren't careful and fell off, they would either die or be seriously injured. Fortunately, Wang Caoyao hadn't intended for them to send themselves to their deaths, so he had brought ropes along.
Ye Qin is not afraid of hardship and not afraid of tiredness.
After he finished running, he immediately found a grassland to sit and meditate, recovering his physical strength and vital energy.
Yang Yicheng was incited by Feng Xiaogang and became the first one to climb the mountain.
To be on the safe side, he tied that thinner rope around his waist and then pulled on the thicker one, starting to climb up.
The rough rope has knots and is not easy to slip.
Despite this, he used all his might, with hands and feet working together, to climb over a hundred yards high, then hung in the middle of the mountain, unable to go up or down, without any strength left. Climbing upwards is not like running on flat ground, it consumes much more physical energy. After climbing for a while, even his fingertips were numb and couldn't move.
He practiced external family kung fu "Tiger Fist", although fierce, but lacking in endurance. If he hadn't run thirty laps before, he might have been able to climb the mountain with a bit more energy now.
"Master, let me down, I won't climb anymore!"
Yang Yicheng burst into tears.
Wang Caiyao sat on top of the mountain, just coldly looking at him, without any reaction.
Three periods of time.
Yang Yicheng was suspended on the mountain for three hours, he cried for a while, stopped for a while, rested enough, and then continued to climb. If he didn't climb, he would only be able to hang himself to death on the cliff.
From the scorching sun at noon to almost dusk, Yang Yicheng finally climbed to the top of the mountain and collapsed on the rocky summit.
Wang Caiyao let out a dissatisfied hum.
"Trash, trained for five months, and it takes half a day to climb a mountain!"
Ye Qin, Feng Xiao and the others just looked up at Yang Yicheng being hung for three hours, their necks stretched out in a daze. Their hearts felt cold. If it were them who were suspended halfway up the mountain, they shouldn't expect their master to exert himself to rescue them.
"It's your turn now, Second Brother!"
Feng Xiaoyi pushed Ye Qin slightly.
Ye Qin hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a large steamed bun from his pocket, tore it in half and ate it before starting to climb. He had eaten breakfast early in the morning, now it was almost dusk, he hadn't eaten anything yet, if he didn't eat something first, he wouldn't have the energy to climb.
Feng Xiaoguang saw the steamed bun in Ye Qin's hand and exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow, Second Brother, you actually sneaked out some buns this morning. I had expected that we wouldn't have lunch today. You're really cunning and clever, I admire you to the point of prostration!" He said, and then pretended to bow down in admiration.
Ye Qin was good at laughing and getting angry, but he didn't care about him. He brought buns not because he knew in advance that there would be no lunch to eat, but it was a habit he had developed recently, always carrying some food with him, only then could he feel at ease.
He first tied the thin rope tightly around his waist, then the thick rope, and began to climb up slowly. Having experienced Yang Yicheng's bitter experience, he was very cautious and tried to reserve every bit of strength.
In half a moment, he climbed over a hundred feet.
Ye Qin already felt a slight unsteadiness, numbness in his hands and feet, his body gradually becoming heavy, and he couldn't help but think that something was wrong.
Climbing a mountain is something where the higher you go, the physical strength consumed doubles in increase.
He immediately stopped and began to circulate the true Qi in his Dan Tian. Soon, a warm stream of air flowed through his meridians and limbs, causing his body to gradually recover its comfort, and the numbness disappeared.
This is a benefit Ye Qin discovered after practicing "The Sitting and Forgetting Sutra": no matter how tired the body is, as long as the method is practiced, fatigue will be quickly relieved.
Ye Qin continued to climb up. Every time this numbness appeared, he would stop and turn his inner energy around. Later on, almost every ten or more zhangs climbed, he had to turn his inner energy around.
After three quarters of an hour, Ye Qin panted and climbed to the top of the mountain. One o'clock is eight quarters. Three quarters, less than half a time.
Wang Caizong's eyebrows slightly raised, not expecting Ye Qin to come up so quickly, seven or eight times faster than Yang Yicheng. He calmly said "hmm" and waved his hand for him to retreat to the side.
Ye Qin didn't know whether Wang Caiyao was satisfied or not, so he honestly retreated to the side and took a peek at Yang Yicheng lying on the ground in a weak and listless state. He thought for a moment, winked at Yang Yicheng, and pulled out half of the remaining steamed bun from his pocket and threw it to Yang Yicheng.
Yang Yicheng gratefully accepted the steamed bun, turned his back to Wang Caishen, and wolfed down half of it in a few swift bites, he was starving.
Next is Feng Xiao.
Feng Xiao's "Ti Yun Zong" is the most suitable lightness skill for climbing mountains. With one kick, he can jump up to ten feet high, so he climbs the hundred-foot cliff in front of him very quickly, much faster than Ye Qin.
However, after a hundred feet, the speed dropped sharply, and Feng Xiao was already exhausted. The further back they went, the harder it was to climb, and their agility couldn't be used, so they could only use their hands and feet together.
About half an hour later, Feng Xiaocai climbed up the cliff, without wiping off his sweat, he hurried to Wang Caizheng's side, bowed and smiled: "Master, how did I do? Didn't I lose your face?"
"Hmph, you're still so slow at practicing your lightness skill. You'll only be worthy of not losing my face when you can practice faster than Ye Qin."
Wang Caizheng sneered.
Feng Xiao hung his head and didn't dare say anything more. Second Master was a freak, although his martial arts skills were not good, but he had a strong physique that was abnormal, and Feng Xiao didn't dare compare to him.
The sun has set and it's dark now.
Wang Cai's training did not end there.
Qian Ruoxiu and Sun Ying, two little girls, still had to grope in the dark and climb the mountain, which was even more difficult than during the day. It wasn't until midnight that the two of them finally climbed to the top of the mountain.
Wang Caoyi had them find some edible roots and insects on the mountain top to fill their stomachs, then ordered them to grope their way down the mountain in the dark. This training of climbing up and down the mountain lasted for as long as half a month.
The last month of outdoor field training ended, and the five of them were almost sunburned to a dark tan. Their wilderness survival skills increased greatly, and they initially trained into five qualified medicine boys who could follow the medicine workers into the mountains.