Although he admired the Nation Scholar, it would not make him feel any psychological burden, and he would not feel ashamed that he did not have such noble feelings. p
He was very clear that his life goal at this stage was to become successful as soon as possible, complete the task given by his father, and go to the Xiao Family to propose marriage. p
But the marriage proposal was still to be discussed. He now had several confidantes, and maybe it would be more appropriate to break off the engagement. p
It was not that he didn't think that Xiao Nuo might be his fiancée, which would be perfect. However, after consulting Huzi and others, he learned that there were more than a dozen families surnamed Xiao in Yan Jing. In particular, his father once told him that the Xiao Family lived on Jianguo Road, but there were three families surnamed Xiao on that street, but the Xiao Family where Xiao Nuo lived was not there. Thus, his fluke thoughts completely disappeared. p
What Ding Ning did not know was that the Xiao Family where Xiao Nuo lived did live on Jianguo Road at the beginning, but they moved away because of demolition and reconstruction more than a dozen years ago. This was also unexpected by Ding Ning's father. p
"Seventh Brother, don't remember the past. Little guy, come in quickly." p
Qu Wuyou interrupted Xiang Tiange's sigh with a smile, and the latter half of the sentence was said to Ding Ning. p
"Yes, senior!" p
Ding Ning cupped his hands and bowed again. With a serious face, he pushed open the bungalow with the plaque of the National Warrior's Mansion in the middle. p
He paid attention to it deliberately. Under the three shining golden characters of the National Warrior's Mansion, the name of the founder of the First Dynasty was written in calligraphy. This was the plaque inscribed by the founder of the First Dynasty. p
If this plaque was auctioned, it would be sold at least one billion or eight hundred million yuan, right? Ding Ning speculated in his heart with a black belly. p
He stepped into the National Warrior's Mansion. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw an empty room. There were only four big characters hanging on the wall, which were also written by the founder of the First Dynasty: "Unparalleled Nation Scholar!" p
There were two futons on the ground, and two pale men were sitting on each futon. At the moment, they were looking him up and down. p
The person on the left was slightly older, with a pale face and no facial hair. He was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with leopard-like eyebrows and eagle-like eyes. His lips were thin, and his face was cold. From the corner of his left eye to his chin, there was a long scar that meandered like a centipede. He looked extremely ferocious, and his gaze was extremely penetrating and invasive. p
The man on the futon on the right was about 34 or 35 years old. He had sword-like eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth. He had a determined look on his face, and the way he looked at Ding Ning was slightly gentle. p
Ding Ning frowned. "Are these two people Xiang Tiange and the other senior? But their ages are not right, and their breaths are not right. They are obviously injured." p
The man on the left suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "You're the Little Miracle Doctor who has recently risen to fame?" p
Ding Ning was a little unhappy. He cupped his hands and said perfunctorily, "I dare not. It's me." p
The man on the right raised his eyebrows and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Senior Brother Tan Lang, this is the young divine doctor that Master invited. Don't be rude." p
The man with a knife scar pursed his lips and ignored the man on the right. He looked at Ding Ning with a fake smile and said, "I heard that you have successfully saved the life of the Old Master of the Su Family." p
"It's just a rumor. I don't have such a great ability. Fate is determined by God. The Old Master of the Su Family was just lucky enough to be saved because he was not at the end of his lifespan." p
Ding Ning said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, but he shouted in his heart, "Tan Lang? Seven Kills? Is the man on the right Defeating Armies? " p
"Don't be offended, Little Miracle Doctor. Senior Brother Tan Lang always talks like this. He is not deliberately targeting you, and it's not that we don't know etiquette. It's just that we are injured, so we can't get up to welcome you. Little Miracle Doctor, please don't blame us." p
Fearing that Tan Lang and Ding Ning would have a conflict, Defeating Armies hurriedly explained. p
Ding Ning was unhappy with Tan Lang. He cupped his hands and said to Defeating Armies, "You must be the famous Brother Defeating Armies, right? I've heard a lot about you! " p
"Hahaha, boy, your words are too fake. We three brothers have been accompanying our Master all year round and rarely go down the mountain. You say we've heard a lot about Defeating Armies? You say he's famous? You're too hypocritical. " p
Tan Lang sneered with a sarcastic smile. p
Ding Ning's face turned red, and he was secretly annoyed. "Is Tan Lang crazy? I didn't offend you. Can't you tell what I'm talking about?" "Isn't he deliberately slapping me in the face?" p
Defeating Armies did not know whether to laugh or cry. He coughed dryly and said, "Little Miracle Doctor, don't lower yourself to my Senior Brother's level. He has always been outspoken, and he usually talks like this … in a strange way. You'll get used to it." p
Ding Ning wanted to cry but had no tears. "Although Defeating Armies means well, his words are too bad. What is outspoken? Damn, he still says I'm a hypocrite." Ding Ning smiled embarrassedly and said, "Brother Defeating Armies is really outspoken. I'll go to visit the senior first. When I come back, I'll have a deep talk with you." p
"Deep talk? Little Miracle Doctor, we've never met before. Why do you want to have a deep talk with me? " p
Defeating Armies asked honestly with a puzzled look, which made Ding Ning speechless on the spot. "This guy is too ignorant of the ways of the world. Cliche, cliche, I said cliche. Can't we have a pleasant chat?" p
Finally, Tan Lang's zombie face could not keep a straight face anymore. He could not help but burst into laughter. It seemed that he was very happy to see Ding Ning being defeated. p
Ding Ning was annoyed by his laughter and could not help but shout angrily, "What are you laughing at? Is it so funny?" p
"Hahaha!" p
Tan Lang was stunned, and then he laughed even louder. He winked at Defeating Armies and reached out his hand, saying, "How about it? You lost, right? I told you that he is a man who refuses to suffer losses, but you didn't believe me. Even in the National Warrior's Mansion, this guy still loses his temper when he should. Hurry up, you have to admit defeat. Give me the ambergris now. " p
Defeating Armies took out a jade box and handed it to him with a painful expression. He looked at Ding Ning with a sad face and wailed, "Brother, can't you be so unyielding? The ambergris that I worked so hard to get is gone just like this. " p
Tan Lang happily packed the box and teased, "Admit defeat. Don't complain about the toilet because you can't poop. The little miracle-working doctor is unyielding, which doesn't suit your temperament." p
"Sigh, that's true. Forget it, forget it. Although I lost a stalk of Ambergris, when I think about how Seven Kills was fooled, I feel so much better." p
At the thought that Qisha was still looking for Ding Ning all over the mountains and plains, Defeating Armies immediately felt relieved. p
"That's true. That guy has been fooling us all day long with his good brain. He finally has this day. It's really karma. When he comes back, I have to laugh at him. Hahaha … Ahem, ahem, ahem …"
Tan Lang laughed in schadenfreude, but it triggered his injuries. He coughed violently, and his already pale face became even paler. He even spat out a mouthful of blood. p
But he was still strong. He just casually wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth and laughed as if nothing had happened. p
Ding Ning opened his mouth wide and looked at the two guys amusing themselves with a dumbfounded face. Only then did he realize that he had been fooled by the two guys, one playing the good cop and the other playing the bad cop. p
This made his previous dissatisfaction disappear in an instant. He shook his head with a wry smile and thought, "Can't these two guys have some moral integrity? Is it so interesting to tease me?" He was so frightened that he was in a daze. p
He didn't know that Qisha usually liked to play tricks on them and teased them when he was free. He even said that they were too stupid. Of course, they were unwilling to admit it, but they were often teased by Qisha and rarely took advantage of him, which made them very unwilling. p
Now that Ding Ning had tricked Seven Kills, they planned to trick Ding Ning as well. Wouldn't that prove that they were much smarter than Seven Kills? That was why they played a two-man show, trying to get back their superiority in intelligence from Ding Ning. p
After Ding Ning figured it out, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the National Warrior's Mansion was too desolate and boring. Even these three Great Masters were like children who found joy in hardship. p
When the grudge in his heart was gone, he saw that Tanlang's face was as pale as a piece of paper. He took out a silver needle and pierced it into Tanlang's chest unexpectedly. p
Tanlang opened his mouth wide in shock. He was a Great Master, but he was pierced by Ding Ning without any reaction. It was too shameful. p
Defeating Armies knew that Ding Ning would not hurt Tanlang, but he still stood up reflexively and wanted to stop Ding Ning. However, he felt a pain in his chest, and the injury that he had forcibly suppressed broke out again. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had no choice but to sit down helplessly. p
"Don't move!" p
Ding Ning shouted softly. With a flash of silver light, several silver needles pierced into Defeating Armies's body. p
Defeating Armies opened his mouth, but suddenly found that the injury that he had to run his internal force to suppress was suppressed by a few silver needles. His eyes were full of amazement as he looked at Ding Ning. p
Ding Ning ignored him. After helping Defeating Armies suppress his injury, he flicked his fingers gently, and the silver needles on Tanlang's body buzzed like swords. p
Tanlang looked at Ding Ning in amazement and said, "You deserve to be the Little Miracle-working Doctor. I feel much better." p
"Don't talk. Your injury is very serious. Your internal organs are all burned by the Spiritual Power of Fire. If someone hadn't forced the Spiritual Power of Fire out of your body, I'm afraid that you would not be able to sit and talk now." p
Ding Ning said seriously, but Tanlang was dumbfounded. Ding Ning's judgment was as if he had seen it with his own eyes. p
His injury was related to Ding Ning. In order to rescue Ding Ning, he fought with Immortal Chi Xia with all his might. Although Immortal Chi Xia was seriously injured, he was also hit by Chi Xia's palm. The Spiritual Power of Fire of the Holy Medical Family was extremely domineering and kept burning his internal organs. If Xiang Tiange hadn't removed the Spiritual Power of Fire in time, he would have been dead. p
Defeating Armies looked at Ding Ning, and his eyes were shining. At that time, he made a bluff and forcibly used the Sky-Piercing Arrow to scare away the monk Fan Kong, but he also suffered a strong backfire, which caused his meridians to be disordered and he was seriously injured. But his situation was much better than Tanlang's. p
Through Tanlang's injury, Ding Ning knew that the alien energy entering the body could cause so much harm to people. His Spiritual Power seemed to be very special, and it could easily enter anyone's body without hurting them. p
At this moment, he put his hand on Tanlang's back, launched the Absolute Touch, and carefully observed Tanlang's circulation route. p
It was not that he wanted to learn Tanlang's circulation route, but he found that Tanlang's circulation route was very different from his, which made him very curious, so he quietly compared it with his internal circulation. p
Both of them formed the Circulatory Circle with their internal breaths. Tanlang's innate Internal Gang was extremely condensed, and it was many times purer than his internal Qi, but it was far less than his in quantity. p
Apart from the necessary twelve standard meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, there were only twenty-seven meridians and twenty-seven meridians in Greed's body. They connected the five viscera and six bowels like a spider web, and some of the smaller meridians were actually blocked. p
Excluding the Twelve Standard Meridians and Eight Extra-Meridians, his internal circulation passed through 99 other minor meridians, which was totally different from Tanlang's. p
After this period of practice, Ding Ning was no longer a novice at practicing internal breath. He knew that the only intersection point between the internal circulation and the external circulation was the Twelve Standard Meridians and Eight Extra-Meridians. It was like the trunk of a big tree was divided into two branches and extended outwards, which were clearly separated but did not encroach on each other. p
The more meridians the innate Internal Qi passed through, and the wider the Circulatory Circle, the faster the practicing speed would be, and the faster the internal Qi would be condensed. p
Under this comparison, he found that he seemed to have inadvertently overlooked a great thing. It seemed that his Circulatory Circle was several times stronger than Tanlang's. Was this the difference between the levels of the cultivation methods? p
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