Elixir Supplier

Chapter 179

The night was quiet.

Wang Yao was standing outside his cottage and looking at the sky.

He was observing the sky and thinking. A huge amount of knowledge of Chinese massage or Tui Na he just gained was in his head. He heard that Chinese massages initially appeared in Qibo Jing, a classic Chinese medicine document from ancient China. Qibo Jing was a profound book with rich knowledge in meridians, internal organs, and bones.

What?

Wang Yao just found his knowledge of Chinese massages worked well together with the use of Qi inside his body.

I'm going to try to combine Chinese massages with breathing exercises and see what will happen.

The next day, Zhou Xiong and his son arrived at Lianshan. Zhou Xiong extended his lease of the unit for another few months so that they could live there temporarily.

"Kang, take a rest now, we are going to see your Uncle Wang in the afternoon," said Zhou Xiong.

"Okay, Dad," said Zhou Wukang.

Zhou Xiong then called Wang Yao to make a time for catching up.

It was nice and sunny in the afternoon.

Zhou Xiong and his son arrived at the foot of Nanshan hill at about 2 pm. They looked up and noticed that Nanshan hill was full of trees and plants.

"Wow, it has changed so much here in such short period of time!" said Zhou Xiong.

They went uphill and arrived at Wang Yao's cottage. San Xian barked to alert Wang Yao.

"Hello, San Xian," Zhou Wukang greeted San Xian with a smile.

"Hello, Zhou Xiong. Hello, Kang, please come in." Wang Yao invited them into his cottage.

"Sorry to bother you again, Dr. Wang," said Zhou Xiong.

"Not at all!" Wang Yao made them a pot of tea.

"Well, before we came here, my father asked me to bring a special gift to you. I hope you'll like it." Zhou Xiong took out a package out of his backpack. He opened the package, and there was a book inside. It was a thread-bound antique book, which looked quite old. There two ancient Chinese characters on the front cover—Quan Jing.

"This is?" Wang Yao took the book and went through a few pages. The book was about Chinese boxing, like those books containing Kung Fu secrets in the novels.

"This book was passed on from generation to generation in my family. It contains a lot of key points on how to practice Chinese boxing. It has at least one hundred years of history," said Zhou Xiong.

"This is too precious for me to have. I can't accept it." After listening to Zhou Xiong's explanation, Wang Yao realized that the book was probably a precious family possession. The gift is too precious for him to accept.

"The contents of the book are already in our heads now. Like what my father said, he would rather give it to people who will appreciate it than leave it there doing nothing. In addition, we owe you big debt, and we don't know how to pay it back," said Zhou Xiong.

"I see. But I still can't accept it." Wang Yao shook his hand and smiled.

But Zhou Xiong insisted on giving it to Wang Yao.

"Well, how about lending this took to me? I'll keep the book for a year and return it to you a year later. What do you think?" Wang Yao was truly passionate about Kung Fu.

"Okay," said Zhou Xiong without hesitation.

"Good, now let me take a look at Kang," said Wang Yao.