Even after being cured by Ding Ning, Su Zhengnan was not optimistic. He thought that Ding Ning was likely to use some means to stimulate the old master's potential to make him in a state of terminal lucidity, but he could not hold on for a few days.
It was normal for him to have such an idea. After all, the old master's state was too strange. His white hair had become as black as ink, and the wrinkles and age spots on his face had disappeared. Although he did not become tender and smooth, his face was ruddy, and his skin was full of elasticity and vitality. If he had not been accompanying him all the time and witnessed his changes with his own eyes, he would have suspected that Ding Ning had found someone to pretend to be his father.
To put it simply, the old master was now rejuvenated. He was a warrior. Although he was 70 years old, he looked like a man in his early fifties.
But now the old master looked like a man in his forties, who was even younger than him. How could he not be amazed?
Ding Ning sighed in his heart. "I'm afraid that trouble is coming. When he cured the old master, he was afraid that such a situation would occur, which would make people mistakenly think that he had the ability to bring people back to life and prolong his life."
But in order to help his sister repay her kindness, even if he knew that there would be such trouble, he still chose to do it without hesitation.
Immediately, he explained with a bitter smile, "Master Su, I must make it clear that there is no medical skill in this world that can prolong people's life, and I don't have the ability to make people rejuvenate. The reason why Old Master Su can reach the present state is that his life has not run out …"
After listening to Ding Ning's explanation, Su Zhengnan suddenly understood and said, "No wonder there is such an amazing medical skill in this world."
Then he looked at Ding Ning seriously and said, "Then the treasure you gave the old master must be very precious."
"For me, the treasure has a price, but the person is priceless."
Although Ding Ning felt very painful in his heart, he showed a calm look on his face.
The more Su Zhengnan looked at his calm look, the more he liked him. His heart slightly moved, and then he said with a smile, "Don't worry. I won't let you suffer for nothing. The old master has collected a lot of good things over the years. I'll ask him to give you two later."
Ding Ning dismissed it with a disapproving smile. The antiques, calligraphy, and paintings collected by the old master might be invaluable in the eyes of others, but they were worthless in his eyes.
As they chatted, they soon arrived at the third courtyard of the courtyard house. Old Master Su was practicing a set of fist techniques in the courtyard.
Jiang Rui was watching from the side. When he saw them coming, he quickly greeted them with a smile. "Uncle Nan, Little Miracle-working Doctor, you are here."
Su Zhengnan did not dare to neglect the personal secretary of the old master. He smiled and introduced him to Ding Ning. "This is Jiang Rui, the personal secretary of the old master. You can call him Uncle Jiang."
"Hello, Uncle Jiang!"
Ding Ning seemed to be accustomed to Su Zhengnan talking to him casually like an elder. Hearing Su Zhengnan's words, he smiled and shook hands with Jiang Rui.
A strange light flashed in Jiang Rui's eyes. As the head of the family, Su Zhengnan rarely smiled at Su Ningxiang in front of others, but he seemed to treat Ding Ning differently. It seemed that he was more like the way an elder should treat a beloved junior, which surprised him greatly.
But when he thought that Ding Ning was the savior of the old master, Jiang Rui felt a little relieved. Maybe it was because of gratitude. In the whole Su Family, Su Zhengnan and his daughter hoped that the old master was alive most.
He shook Ding Ning's hands with both hands and said gratefully, "Little Miracle-working Doctor, there are many things in the past, and I have never found a chance to thank you. Come and sit down. The old commander will finish his exercise for a while."
As he spoke, he asked the guards to pull two chairs. After they were seated, he made a pot of tea and said with a smile, "This is the Longjing tea collected by the old commander before the Ming Dynasty. Usually, he is reluctant to drink it himself. This time, he specially asked me to take it out to entertain the little Miracle-working Doctor."
"Haha, this is the best tea produced in the" Eighteen Trees of the Imperial Palace ". Usually, I want to drink it, but the old master is reluctant to give it to me. Today, I have benefited from the little Miracle-working Doctor."
Su Zhengnan laughed and made fun of him.
Ding Ning smiled implicitly. He didn't know much about tea, but because he loved drinking tea, he knew a little about the story of the "Eighteen Trees of the Imperial Palace".
Longjing tea had always been crowned as the top ten famous teas in Shenzhou, and its fame was needless to say. It was said that the "Eighteen Trees of the Imperial Palace" in Longjing was given by Emperor Qianlong himself, so it was naturally among the most expensive teas.
As far as he knew, at present, the annual output of the "Eighteen Trees of the Imperial Palace" was only two taels, and its price couldn't be measured by exact figures. It was not something that could be bought with money, but a symbol of status.
He knew that the identity of the old master was not ordinary, but he really didn't know why. At this moment, because of the precious "Eighteen Trees of the Imperial Palace", he had a new understanding of the power and status of the Su Family.
Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, a faint bitter taste entered his mouth and quickly turned into a fragrance that exploded in his taste buds. Even if Ding Ning was picky, he had to admit that this tea was worthy of the best in the secular world. He sincerely praised, "Good tea!"
Seeing that Ding Ning just tasted it and put down the cup after taking a sip, Jiang Rui's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise. In the past, when the old master was in a good mood, some distinguished guests who were lucky enough to taste it would all praise it and even wanted to pack up the teapot and take it away. But when it came to Ding Ning, he looked so calm, which made Jiang Rui feel that he couldn't see through him.
Could it be that he didn't drink tea at all, so he couldn't tell whether the tea was good or bad?
Well, no matter how excellent his medical skills were, he was just a young man in his early twenties. Nowadays, young people had long adapted to the fast-paced life and were more interested in imported products such as coffee. It was reasonable that he didn't know the preciousness of the "Eighteen Trees of the Imperial Palace".
Although it was understandable, Jiang Rui inexplicably felt a little disappointed in his heart. The magical medical skills that Ding Ning had shown before made him subconsciously regard him as a master, but now it seemed that he was just an ordinary man.
With his mind in a mess, Jiang Rui couldn't help but laugh. What was wrong with him? The little magic doctor was just a guest of the Su family. How could he have such high expectations for him? This was not the thought that a personal secretary should have.
Perhaps it was because he had been affected by the old man's great sorrow and joy when he was on the brink of death, coupled with the fact that the heads of the three great clans had personally paid a visit to inquire about the news, he had subconsciously imagined the old man's savior to be a noble and refined scholar.
Ding Ning didn't know his complicated thoughts. No matter how precious and fragrant the tea was, in his opinion, it was not as good as the Spiritual Emerald Tea that he made with the weeds contaminated with medicine. The trace of Spiritual Power contained in it was not comparable to any ordinary tea.
Especially at this moment, all his attention was attracted by the old master's movements that sometimes resembled a tiger, sometimes resembled a deer, and sometimes resembled a bear.
As an excellent traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, Ding Ning had learned the Five Animal Frolics, a traditional exercise method to guide and guide health, since he was a child.
Hua Tuo created the "Five Animals Play" based on the "Two Animals Play" ("Bear Through the Bird Stretching Forward") in Zhuangzi.
Its name and effect were recorded in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, Biographies of Fang Shu, Hua Tuo's Biography: "I have a skill called the Five Animal Frolics: the first is a tiger, the second is a deer, the third is a bear, the fourth is an ape, and the fifth is a bird. It is also used to eliminate diseases and sharpen the hooves and feet to guide. When the body is not fast, it starts to play the frolics and sweats. Because of the powder, the body is light and wants to eat. When it is practiced, it is more than ninety years old, with sharp eyes and ears and perfect teeth. "
But the old master's movements were not exactly the same as the Five Animal Frolics. At first, Ding Ning thought that he did not practice according to the standard, but after watching it carefully, he found that the changes contained in it were more abundant than the Five Animal Frolics, which faintly conformed to the truth of heaven and earth and made the human body more in line with the natural law of heaven and earth.
This made him suddenly understand why Master Su was still alive even though he was ninety-eight years old. Maybe it was because of this set of boxing method that was similar to the Five Animal Frolics.
Su Zhengnan did not care about it at first, but after finding that Ding Ning was watching it with relish, he could not help but look at it, wondering why Ding Ning was so interested in the Five Animal Frolics.
He had seen the old master practice this set of boxing before, but he always thought it was the Five Animal Frolics, so he did not pay attention to it. But at this moment, when he watched it carefully, he was more and more shocked. "What kind of boxing is the old master practicing?" At first glance, it seemed to be the Five Animal Frolics, but with a closer look, it was quite different. Every move and every movement was vivid.
Jiang Rui was not a warrior, so he could not see anything special after watching it for a long time. But Su Zhengnan himself was a warrior with a high cultivation. Although he had not stepped into the Master Realm, he was only one step away from it.
As he watched, he was fascinated, and the image of the old master in his eyes gradually became blurred. Sometimes, a huge ape beat its chest and roared, sometimes the king of the beasts looked down at the forest, sometimes a giant eagle soared and looked down at the common people, sometimes a white snake hissed and was ready to attack, sometimes a red-crowned crane danced in the wind, and sometimes a spiritual dragon went out of the sea and roared proudly in the sky …
Ding Ning was fascinated by the boxing method and immersed himself in it. The old master's movements were repeatedly played in his mind like a movie. Soon, he remembered the whole set of boxing method and faintly felt that this set of boxing method had some kind of magical connection with the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique.
While Su Zhengnan and Jiang Rui were dumbfounded, Ding Ning stood up unconsciously, walked to the open space in the courtyard with his eyes closed, and began to practice boxing slowly according to the memory in his mind as if he forgot himself.
Sometimes, he frowned and thought, sometimes he was as quiet as a virgin, sometimes he moved like a fleeing rabbit, sometimes he soared into the sky, and sometimes he roared like a tiger in the forest …
Even Jiang Rui, an ordinary person, could see at this moment that the vivid animals were presented in front of him, which made him feel relaxed and happy as if he was in nature.
Su Zhengnan showed a strange expression. With his martial arts attainment, how could he not see that Ding Ning not only learned the old master's boxing method, but also constantly corrected the mistakes in it and created another more advanced boxing method?
It was unknown when the old master had stopped practicing boxing. He took the towel handed by Jiang Rui and wiped the sweat on his forehead. With his eyes shining, he looked at Ding Ning, who was constantly trying to figure out and study the boxing method.
"Little Divine Doctor's comprehension is amazing. He actually managed to learn the fist technique that this old man could not completely comprehend in his entire life. He even improved it. What a genius, and also my lucky star. I'm afraid I'll be breaking through soon."
The old master sincerely praised Ding Ning. Although his cultivation was not high and he was only in the Covert Power Realm, his state of mind had broken through the Hidden Latch of Life and Death and entered another higher level after experiencing the great horror between life and death.
He had practiced this set of boxing method for decades and had far surpassed Su Zhengnan in terms of vision. His body faintly exuded a kind of indifferent and ethereal aura, which made him like an immortal.
"Congratulations, Dad."
Su Zhengnan looked at the old master in surprise and always felt that there seemed to be some unknown changes in him. He became more ethereal and closer to nature.
The old master held the teacup but forgot to drink it. He watched Ding Ning's constant punching changes with full concentration. His eyes flickered, and he unexpectedly had a sense of enlightenment.
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