Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

"After a lot of hard training, your "Tianyi Sword Technique" has improved"

"Your advanced weapon damage reduction +10"

In the afternoon, Ning Xiu shook his head and woke up with red marks all over his body, and continued severe pain - it was the injury in his consciousness that was reflected in reality.

The strange man in the dream is really terrifying, that kind of sword technique surpasses the concept of skill, and he has already entered the Tao, so he has no chance of winning.

Ningxiu gritted his teeth in pain now, and after a little relief, he realized that his "Tianyi Saber Technique" had reached level 7.

After this sparring, the proficiency has skyrocketed, and the "Heavenly Will Sword Art" has been directly promoted to the seventh level of mastery, which surprised Ning Xiu.

There are many memories of practicing saber techniques in my mind. Fortunately, Ning Xiu's mental strength has improved since the improvement of saber techniques, and he is not so uncomfortable at the moment.

"My lord, are you awake?" Yun Hui said at this moment, a little surprised.

Looking over there, Ning Xiu saw Yun Hui standing quietly by the table, on which was a large black sand jar, still steaming.

The sand jar contained great tonic decoction, he was very familiar with it, martial arts practitioners need more tonics to make up for the deficiency after martial arts, so as to meet their needs.

Not only food, but also elixir, all kinds of tonics, all prepared, so that the warriors will not run out of energy and blood after practicing martial arts.

Ning Xiu got dressed and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

Yun Hui pondered for a moment and replied: "Master, I have been sleeping since it was dark yesterday." She added, "This soup has been warmed several times, but it has not been cooled. You are tired from practicing martial arts, please drink more."

Recalling the extremely bitter taste of that decoction, Ning Xiu felt dizzy even more, and nodded slightly.

Ning Xiu lowered his eyes to look at the pillow, Kun Wu Dao was lying quietly, but "The Legend of Condor Heroes" disappeared, suddenly became angry, and asked with a frown:

"Yunhui, who has been to my room?"

"Miss Li has been here." Seeing that Ning Xiu's face changed slightly, Yun Hui replied timidly, "Master, did you lose something?"

"You go and invite Miss Li, and say that I have something to look for her, by the way, bring this with you."

After Ning Xiu finished speaking, he gave Yun Hui the token that Master had given him.

He knew that the inner courtyard where the master lived was patrolled by many experts, except for a few people who could come in and out freely, and others could only enter with tokens.

"Okay." Yun Hui nodded, took the token, and walked towards the inner courtyard after leaving.

And Ning Xiu drank the soup with a "gudong gudong", his mouth was bitter, and he drank a bowl of honey water next to him and rinsed his mouth, which made him feel better.

Thinking that Li Jin'er will come later and he will be leaving in a few days, Ning Xiu is thinking about what to do.

He had already made plans, took out daisies, baby's breath, mint flowers, blue gums, jasmine, camellias, and seven or eight kinds of flowers he didn't know from the inventory, and placed a pile on the table.

Several of them have withered—pure white flowers the size of a palm, with dark red calyxes and a delicate fragrance.

These are the flowers that Ningxiu saw along the way and thought they were beautiful, so he picked a lot of them, including the fairy flowers of the four seasons.

Then Ning Xiu went to the kitchen, prepared red dates, soaked white fungus, lotus seeds, rock sugar, washed it again, filled half of the mountain spring water in a small porcelain pot, and took them all back to his house.

Then, Ning Xiu activated it with the anode true energy, and the originally cold spring water gradually became warm and scalding hot.

The temperature of the firewood is not as precise as his own internal force, and the heating speed is even slower. Moreover, Ning Xiu estimated that Yunhui's round trip time is only two or three quarters, so Ning Xiu thought of using true energy to boil water and cook soup.

Apart from Ning Xiu, probably only Hong Qigong, a foodie, can cook soup with innate qi.

Cooking ingredients and enjoying food are the same joy for obsessed people.

When the white fungus is almost cooked, Ningxiu puts lotus seeds, red dates and rock sugar into it, then closes the lid and continues to stimulate internal energy.

At this time, Ning Xiu stopped inputting his true energy continuously, but activated his internal energy after a period of time, and used this time to start weaving the wreath.

...

At the gate of the inner courtyard, the stern Ada stopped Yunhui.

Yun Hui took out her token and said respectfully, "Brother, I'm here by Mr. Zhao's order to invite Ms. Li to come over."

"Not here."

"No, does the eldest brother know where Miss Li has gone?"

"I don't know."

Ah Da "cherishes words like gold" and refuses to say a word more.

Yun Hui was a little disappointed when she heard the words, so Yingying said goodbye and looked around, hoping to find Li Jin'er.

After a long search, Yunhui found Li Jin'er in a long corridor. She was reading a book, sobbing softly, her eyes were red, she was crying from reading, feeling sentimental.

"Miss Li?"

Hearing someone calling her from a distance, Li Jin'er wiped her tears with her cuff, closed the book, looked up, and recognized Yun Hui.

"Miss Li, I found you." Yun Hui trotted over, saluted, and said, "Master Zhao has something to ask you, I hope Miss can go."

"Him? What's the matter." Li Jin'er's heart tightened, "I have something to do right now, so it's not convenient to go. Go back and tell him."

The corner of Yunhui's mouth smiled: "Actually, it's nothing serious. It's just that the young master is going to go far away soon, and he specially ordered the slaves to invite the young lady to have a party. If the young lady doesn't come this time, the next time will be a long time later."

"That's it..."

Li Jin'er looked troubled, hesitant, and nodded for a while, "Okay, take me there."

...

Outside Ning Xiu's room.

"Miss, please come in." Yun Hui bowed and said, and left after Li Jin'er nodded.

"You came."

As soon as he entered the door, Li Jin'er saw Ning Xiu sitting at the table, with a porcelain pot in front of him, and a large pile of flowers, colorful, arranged into a wreath. He was very happy to see that he had come.

Li Jin'er was really guilty and asked him, "Are you going on a long trip?"

"Yes, don't say anything else, didn't I say that I have a little gift for you, here."

He stood up with a smile, holding a beautiful garland in both hands, Li Jiner stood blankly, a garland was gently worn on her head.

"Look, how beautiful it is."

Ning Xiu looked around, as if admiring a work of art, and took the glazed mirror for Li Jiner to see for himself.

In the mirror, a fat face appeared, with familiar eyebrows and eyes. There were still tiny water droplets hanging on the fair and moist skin. The dim yellow light was reflected on it, and it was paired with a beautiful garland, which made people itch.

"That's it, I'll look like this." Li Jin'er was careless, pretending to be a gesture.

"Yaoyao, do you like it?"

"I like it." Li Jin'er smiled without showing her teeth. Seeing that there were still a few large withered flowers on the table, she asked puzzledly, "Why did you bring them back when the flowers on this table were obviously withered?"

"This is epiphyllum."

Ning Xiu patiently explained: "This is the epiphyllum in the short-lived epiphyllum! It blooms at night, and after about an hour, these flowers wither and must be broken off from the flowering branches, otherwise the next round of flowers will not have the strength to bloom."

Li Jin'er listened to Ning Xiu's words, picked up one with her hand and sniffed it, her nose was filled with a faint fragrance.

"Epiphyllum not only smells good, but it can also make soup. Wait for a while, you can try it."

Then, she saw Ning Xiu tear the two epiphyllum into pieces and cook them in a small pot.

The two sat opposite each other and chatted slowly. Ning Xiu never mentioned "The Legend of Condor Heroes", while Li Jin'er was too thin-skinned to talk about it.

Ningxiu opened the lid, and there was a burst of steam. The bright yellow soup base contained white fungus, lotus seeds, red dates, white, green, and red. It was simple and warm.

"Taste, the fragrance of this plateau." Ning Xiu first filled a bowl for Li Jin'er, and waited quietly for her comment.

"What fragrance from the plateau?" Li Jin'er covered her mouth and smiled. After taking it, she blew on the spoon and took a sip.

The petals of the epiphyllum are smooth and tender, with the fragrance of the plateau that Ning Xiu said.

"It's delicious, slippery, and a little sweet. I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. I haven't eaten the dishes made by my father."

She took another bite, and Ning Xiu took out a small packet of seeds from her bosom, and said, "This is the seed of Epiphyllum, which is easy to grow, but you have to be patient. It takes three to five years to bloom. If you want to plant it, you can plant it now." You can plant it."

"Okay, when it blooms, I will definitely watch it with you."

Li Jin'er nodded, took the seeds, and grinned.

"In fact, there is another gift, but you take it in advance, there is no surprise."

When Ning Xiu talked about this with a smile, Li Jin'er was stunned, and couldn't help but explore "The Legend of Condor Heroes" hidden in his bosom.

The thought buried deep in my heart is like a new sprout, trying to break out of the ground, but it is always buried by the thin layer of soil, only waiting for the next opportunity or a long time to make it appear.

...

The inner court.

When Li Jin'er entered the kitchen, Yang Shuxian, with her back turned to her, was wearing an apron and was stirring something in the pot.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Li Jin'er asked softly.

Yang Shuxian hurriedly turned her head, said with a smile: "Your father is busy recently, I'll cook him some meat."

"Mom, let me tell you something." Li Jin'er walked to Yang Shuxian's side, "I want to learn how to cook."

"Um?"

Yang Shuxian looked at her daughter's earnest side face in some surprise, and said with a smile: "I asked you to learn from me before, why didn't you come? Okay, then you beat that egg, and I'll teach you how to cook a simple dish."

Li Jin'er picked up an egg and looked at it for a long time, but did not move.

"...Yaoyao?" Yang Shuxian called her cautiously.

"ah?"

When Li Jiner came back to his senses, Yang Shuxian laughed and handed over a bowl: "Haha, why are you standing there, here's a bowl for you, let's break the eggs into it."

"oh."

Li Jin'er lifted the egg to the bowl Yang Shuxian handed over with one hand, paused for a moment, and with a firm fingertip, the fragile eggshell shattered in her hand.

"Oh, what are you doing, girl?"

The thick egg white and egg yolk in it overflowed in an instant, sticking to her hands, and because of too much force, one or two splashed up, almost splashing on Yang Shuxian.

"My God... you think this is pinching a rock? Why do you use such force!"

It was rare for Yang Shuxian to see Li Jiner take the initiative to ask her to learn how to cook. She suppressed the anger in her heart, and for a while, looked at the aggrieved Li Jiner and sighed.

"Why do you want to cook today?"

"Brother Ning is going on a long trip." Li Jin'er slowly opened her five fingers behind her back, then closed them, seeing the disgusting thickness of the egg paste in her hand, and continued:

"I want to learn how to cook, I want to... cook it for him."