Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

The clouds are low and the mountains and rivers are dark, and the sparse forests are desolate and withered.

The two drank tea and talked at night here, and I don't know how long it has passed.

"Ning'er, have you changed the medicine for the wound?" Li Yun asked softly.

Ning Xiu was stunned for a moment, and withdrew from the state of comprehending the unique knowledge, and shook his head: "Not yet...these are all minor injuries, Master, don't worry."

"Your mother is not in good spirits. Sometimes she is sober and sometimes sick. She is a miserable person. Please be considerate." Li Yun took out a bottle of ointment, "You can rub this ointment, and it will heal faster."

"yes."

Snapped.

There was an extremely slight sound of a branch breaking, which was very noticeable in the quiet environment where no one was around.

Li Yun frowned, and instantly recognized where the sound came from.

"Master, I'll go and have a look." Ning Xiu got up and walked over there.

"who?"

Ning Xiu waved away the bushes and froze there.

"Yaoyao, why are you standing here?"

Li Jin'er bit her lip and looked at him intently, her eyes were clear and deep, sporadic snowflakes drifted in front of her, as stunning as a dynamic snow scene.

Almost subconsciously, she stepped forward and grabbed Ning Xiu's hand.

In the dark night, some cold fingers gently touched Ning Xiu's warm hands, like a snowflake falling lightly, making people feel dazed.

"What are you dragging me for?" Ning Xiu was stunned.

Li Jin'er opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. When she came back to her senses, she began to regret why she did this subconsciously.

What does this mean? like? How is she going to find the next step?

During silence.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first, Ning'er, the medicine is here, remember to take it." Li Yun shouted towards Ning Xiu, and left after speaking.

"Okay, Master."

"...What are you doing here?" Ning Xiu turned around and met Li Jin'er's eyes.

Li Jin'er paused, his eyes dodged: "I...have nothing to do here, is there a problem?"

"no problem."

Ning Xiu pulled out his hands without any trace, and pressed them lightly on her shoulders, "But it's late now, go back to sleep and have a good rest."

"wait……"

He turned to leave, but was stopped by Li Jin'er.

She heard everything Xiao Ningzi said to her father just now.

Ning Xiu raised half of his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Jin'er sneezed lightly, and asked in a pitiful tone: "Does your wound really not hurt?"

"I'm a man, why would I be afraid of pain? It's fine, just apply some medicine." Ning Xiu took Li Jin'er's hand and said with a smile, "Your hands are so cold, do you still care about me?"

Li Jin'er felt that her ears were getting hot again, and her neck couldn't help shrinking back.

"Okay sister, go to rest quickly, don't catch a cold again."

After finishing speaking, Ning Xiu touched Li Jin'er's head and left. The figure gradually became smaller in her eyes, shrinking into a black spot and disappearing.

Li Jin'er stood in place for a while, stepping on broken Qiong and chaotic jade, walking meanderingly with the north wind behind his back.

At the moment when dawn and darkness are about to mingle, the sky is thick black, and then paleness is revealed, and the white snow has a little light, mixed with the dim light of the lights.

Against this bleak background, Li Jiner walked quietly.

...

Back in the room, Yun Hui lit the honey candles, spread the quilt, and warmed the bed before he came back.

"Young master, everything has been done, please rest."

Ning Xiu was very friendly to the maids around her mother, but she never had anything to do with the bed, so Yun Hui was sensible, and when she heard Ning Xiu's footsteps, she got up and lit a candle to prepare to leave.

Ning Xiu stopped her: "Wait a minute, you stay here, I still have something to do."

"Okay, if you have anything to do, just tell me."

Wow!

"Ah..." Yun Hui suddenly covered her mouth in exclamation, her creamy skin also had a hint of pink.

I saw Ning Xiu take off his shirt just like that, exposing his burly and proud muscles to the air, each piece has clear lines, like a finely crafted handicraft, and hideous scars coiled around his body in all directions, including arms and The new wound on the neck had scabbed over.

This son, who is three years younger than himself, has now grown into a masculine man.

"Sister Yunhui, help me apply the medicine." Ning Xiu looked calm, opened the small jar containing the ointment, revealed the ointment that looked like animal fat, and handed it to her.

"Ah... yes, son."

Yun Hui came back to her senses, took the ointment, and smeared it with her fingers. It was smooth and greasy, like jelly that hadn't cooled completely.

Ning Xiu's back was facing her, and there were many wounds on his back, and it was not very convenient for him to apply the medicine himself.

Seeing these wounds, Yun Hui exclaimed in surprise, "Oh! How could you have so many wounds, Master!"

"You just apply the medicine."

With Ning Xiu's back turned to her, Yunhui thought that the princess was a little out of order two days ago, and she guessed whether the princess was injured, but the wounds had obviously healed for a long time, leaving only scars, and she threw away this idea again.

"Okay, if it hurts, young master, please remind me to be gentle."

There were many thoughts in her heart, but Yunhui's hands were not slow, and she had already applied Ningxiu, the ointment in her hand, to the scar. The ugly scar suddenly felt cool, as if a pair of small hands were massaging herself, which was extremely comfortable.

"It's amazing. What is this ointment made of? It has such an ability, and the effect can be seen as soon as it is applied."

When the coolness subsided a bit, Yunhui saw that the scars that had been smeared with the ointment had faded a lot, and secretly wondered what the ointment was, and the effect of the medicine was immediate.

"Sister Yunhui, I don't know either. The master gave it to me, so it's not bad."

After applying the ointment on the scars on his back, Ning Xiu asked Yun Hui to go out and apply the ointment by himself.

The effect was exactly as Yun Hui said, once the medicine was applied, it recovered with visible effects.

Although Ning Xiu doesn't mind having scars on his body, but now that he can recover as before, why not do it.

After all the wounds on his body were wiped with medicine, Ning Xiu took out the book "The Legend of Condor Heroes" from the box under the bed, gently removed the fine cloth wrapped around the book, and rubbed the cover a few times. Next, looking a little nostalgic, thought for a while, and turned to the place I read last time.

I remember the last time I read that Yang Guo was teaching martial arts in Quanzhen, and was bullied by his disciples, and then planned to return this paragraph.

There was the sound of flipping books.

Since the book was taken from Li Jin'er by Ning Xiu, he not only wrote the name, but also preserved it carefully, not letting the book be broken or missing a page, and he took it out to read it from time to time, and spent the rest of the night.

It's been a long time since I watched "The Legend of Condor Heroes", and Ning Xiu looked through it, feeling a little emotional.

Although the plot of this book is much different from that of "The Legend of Condor Heroes" in the previous life, and it only focuses on describing the sincere love of Yang Guo and the dragon girl, but it doesn't hurt him to enjoy reading it.

It is even said that relying on his memory, Ning Xiu would cut out paper of the same size as "The Legend of Condor Heroes" from time to time, and use a pen to write down the plot in his memory word by word.

Ning Xiu had already written enough before. When Ning Xiu read it for a while and wanted to continue writing, he turned to the last page. Just write with a pen.

On the top of Mount Hua, Yang Guo, Dragon Girl, Zhou Botong, Guo Jing and others discussed swords, and continued the title of Five Masters.

Wang Chongyang drove the crane to the west, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong "resolved their grievances together", smiling at Jiuquan, only the Southern Emperor Yideng Master and Dongxie Huang Yaoshi remained.

After several people discussed, Yang Guo was asked to inherit the title of "Xikuang" from Xidu, Guo Jing got the true biography of Hong Qigong, and his chivalry was so high that he got the title of "Northern Xia", and the old naughty boy Zhou Botong was originally Wang Chongyang, the "Middle God". His younger brother also inherited his title and became a "Naughty Urchin".

After several people inherited the title of Wujue, they made an appointment to visit the wonders of Mount Hua.

Later, by coincidence, they met Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi who had stolen the "Langa Sutra" from Shaolin Temple. They were chased all the way to Mount Hua by a young monk named Zhang Junbao carried by the monk Jueyuan.

The "Langa Sutra" is originally a Buddhist scripture, but a senior expert wrote the "Nine Suns Divine Art" and other profound secrets in the blank interlayer. This time, Jueyuan chased the two of them just to recover the scripture. His magical skills are not precious.

But that Yin Kexi was very cunning, he hid the stolen scriptures in the belly of a huge gray ape, got away with it, and stole the scriptures.

Monk Jueyuan couldn't recover the scriptures, so he left, and the rest of the people also wanted to say goodbye.

Yang Guo bid farewell to Yideng, Zhou Botong, Ying Gu, Huang Yaoshi, Guo Jing and other seniors, and exchanged treasures with Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, and finally gave Guo Xiang three gold needles, promising that she could let him do things with these gold needles, no matter how many Difficult, all allowed.

When Yang Guolongnv left, Guo Xiang burst into tears...

It is exactly: "The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright; the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. Lovesickness knows when we will meet each other, and it is embarrassing at this night."

I put down the pen, and waited for Ningxiu to dry the written paper and ink, put it in the book, and put it beside the pillow. I saw him reach out and flick it, and there was a "snap", the strong wind was sharp, and the candle went out in response.

During the days when he came back, Ning Xiu was constantly busy, feeling very tired, and because his mother was sick, he was even more unbearable. At this time, after applying the medicine and finishing the book, he turned off the lights and prepared to have a good sleep. Energetic.