Chapter 130: The Way is Ordinary

The cold of midwinter makes people wrap themselves tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, if you don't meet your sweetheart, you will never show your face to greet your hand, and the heat that you finally cover can't be easily dispersed. In such a situation, people are in a hurry, and of course they don't notice a person sitting next to the Snow Lake.

"How long has it been since I saw Ning Du? Before, he sat by the Firefly Lake every day. The passing student said to his companion.

"Really, why haven't I seen it before?"

"You only care about the girl in Qingxingyuan, where can you take care of Ning Du in Yingxue Lake. ”

"Isn't the girl much better looking than Ning Du?"

"Look at your breath! When will I be able to practice! Just point forward like thisβ€”boomβ€”the sword can fly wherever it wants! At that time, I was still reading this broken book! The world is so big, why can't I go, what can't I do?" Anyone who doesn't know how to practice will have such a fantasy, but unfortunately they can't practice anyway.

"There is an exam this afternoon. The companion said ruthlessly.

"Alas......"

No matter what time of year,There is always no shortage of voices in the school park,Proving that people have vigorous vitality,Will not be trapped by any weather。 Ning Du naturally didn't have the heart to listen to these voices, his heart was as calm as the Firefly Lake in front of him.

Silence in the moonlight after the snow falls.

Ning Du waited in this silence.

It's a huge blank sheet of paper, and Ning Du is a painter. As long as he brushes together, the whole painting is completed, and there is no choice of revision, so he has to draw countless times in his mind until there is no possibility of any mistakes.

Sword Rise –

A sword flew in front of Ning Single, drawing a straight line that instantly divided the world into two symmetrical parts.

Sword Student!

At the same time that the sword flew out, countless swords were born in the shape of a lotus flower behind Ning Du, and they suddenly flew out, like locusts covering the sky and the sun, and they were concentrated at a point in the distance in an instant. This one point immediately endured thousands of sword stabs.

Bang!

Silent explosion!

Snowflakes rose in the sky! And in them, countless swords shuttled like schools of fish! These swords raised their heads in an instant, and passed through the fog-like snowflakes to form the shape of a dragon!

Roar!

The stegosaurus swooped down and hit the previous point again, creating an even more terrifying impact!

The snowflakes are gradually falling, and calm is restored to the place.

Ning Du opened his eyes, looked at the smooth ice surface, and exhaled. He was in pain all over his body now, and he felt as if he had been kneaded several times by a pair of giant hands. The time just now was very short, but he had already drained all the vitality in his body, and with his recovery speed, he couldn't recover for a while.

"It's not close. ”

If the scene in his heart just now fell on an ordinary Tongxuan Realm powerhouse, there was a chance that he would be killed, but with such a sword, it was still a little worse to deal with that sword-holding young man.

Ning Du turned around and left, he now wanted to go to the Forgotten Pavilion to find the classics, to see what other people's swords were like, and it might help him if he touched the bypass.

After Ning Du turned around, it was as if a slender needle had landed on the ice on the surface of the lake.

Click, click, click-

Almost instantly, cracks spread all over the ice, and the accumulated force immediately arched the ice upwards, and the ice immediately shattered, rushing up more than half a foot high, and then smashed back to the surface of the lake, causing countless waves.

The passers-by were taken aback and couldn't understand what was happening on the Firefly Lake, so they only blamed it all on the cultivators in the Qingmei Garden, who didn't know how to do it, and scolded that the good lake had been ruined like this, and the Qingteng Garden didn't teach it to take care of it.

Of course, no one knew that the bottom of the lake was covered with dense sword marks, which together were enough to destroy a mountain.

Ning Du ascended the Forgotten Pavilion and came to the familiar fourth floor.

"Chen Nanping has already gone to the Thirteen Sects, and probably won't come here again. ”

The last time I saw Chen Nanping in Fangyuan City, he had already degenerated very strongly. She was still as cold as ever, always feeling so distant. Ning Du and Chen Nanping were not familiar with each other, and they didn't say a few words, but without Chen Nanping, they always felt a little missing.

"I don't know how strong you will be next time I see you. ”

Ning Du dusted off the book, pulled out a book from the shelf, and began to look at it seriously.

This book of "Flower and Grass Sword" is very strange, all of them are unique swordsmanship under special conditions, such as using the sun to block the opponent's field of vision, attacking in the direction of the light, and at the same time the sword hidden on the ground also attacks, so that there is a great possibility of killing the opponent. However, the conditions for creating such a killing game are too harsh, and two special swordsmanship must be practiced: one is "Hidden Light" and the other is "Hidden Shadow", and these two swordsmanship are not very useful except in this environment. It can be said that the whole book is written about all kinds of swordsmanship created for a long time in order to take revenge.

Reading such a book would not have the slightest effect on Ning Du's sword, and it would be counterproductive if Ning Du really learned the things inside. However, this is not without help in a match, especially when it comes to fighting with your life, and any detail can be the difference between life and death.

Ning Du finished reading this book quickly, and when he was about to read another book, he found that it was getting late, and he couldn't help but sigh that the winter days were too short, so he had to go to Hu Ran to go home with him.

Hu Ran was reprimanded by Bian Shihan several times today, and as soon as she was reprimanded, she became bored, the more mistakes she made, and the more reprimands she received, as if she was stuck in an unsolvable loop.

"Bian Jiaoxi was choked by you again today!" Ning Du didn't dare to say hello when he saw Bian Shihan's angry face, and slipped out with Hu Ran.

"I'm almost angry with him!" Hu Ran said angrily, she couldn't wait to pierce all the golden needles in her hand on Bian Shihan's body, so that the other party rolled on the ground in pain.

"It's good to be angry, it's good to be angry. Ning Du said again and again.

"What's good about being angry? I can only learn well if I'm not angry, and if I'm not happy, I can't do well! Bian Jiaoxi knows how to make a big face every day, how can I learn well when I see such a face? Just like that, he still forces me to do a good job every day! I don't understand people at all! I can't teach people at all!"

"Studying medicine is to save people, and saving people doesn't matter whether you are happy or not. You can't make a mistake in any situation or emotion, and that's what makes you a good doctor. ”

Hu Ran rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Who wants to become a good doctor? I have money to treat my illness, so why should I become a doctor to save that money?"

Ning Du didn't hear Hu Ran's whispering, and after getting into the carriage, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own world.

Hu Ran turned his head to look at Ning Du, and felt bored, so he found acupuncture points on his body.

"If you pierce here, your legs will move, if you pierce here, your left little finger will curl up, and if you pierce here and here, your feet will hurt......"

After returning home for dinner, Ning Du sat in the courtyard as usual.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in, old gun, how many times have you said it, you don't have to knock on the door. ”

"Yes, young master. "Now Lao Gun has completely become a housekeeper, managing the daily trivialities.

Ning Du looked at the old gun who came to him and asked, "Have you taken medicine?"

"Some ordinary elixir. ”

"Ordinary pills? ordinary pills can make your breath disordered like this, and the meridians in your body collapse like this? You can't use your left hand, right?" Ning Du's voice became a little serious.

"The young master's insight is really discerning, I was greedy for a breakthrough, and I took a few more pills, I didn't want to be like this. ”

Ning Du looked at the old gun and said, "Go to the Rejuvenation Pavilion and take a look, don't leave any hidden dangers." ”

"Yes, young master. ”

The old gun won't say why he did this, and Ning Du can guess it, but Ning Du won't say it either, so the old gun may leave directly and quietly.

Since the beginning of the strangulation casino following Ning Du, the gap between the old gun and Ning Du has become wider and wider, and the only role he can play is to take care of the chores at home. He was unwilling to do this, and he also thought that he could help Ning Du. But as time passed, the world that Ning Du had come into contact with was far out of his knowledge. Needless to say, it was him, even Yulong Street didn't help Ning Du much on his way forward.

Stuck in one realm for several years and unable to improve, this is the cultivation speed of an ordinary person. The old gun had been in a difficult situation for ten years, and he couldn't think of any direct and effective way to improve his strength except for the pill. At the beginning, he took one or two pills, so that his realm was a little loose, the old gun was overjoyed, and after eating it for a period of time, there was no effect, so he increased the amount of medicine at one time, but he didn't expect that the terrifying medicinal properties almost made him useless. Now he is even more worried that he is useless and has become a burden to Ning Du.

"What's the matter?"

"Here's a letter. The old gun handed the letter to Ning Du's eyes.

Ning Du took the letter, looked at the old gun and smiled, and said, "Do you want to throw the letter away?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of disturbing the young master's cultivation. These are all trivial matters, and they can't affect the young master's path. Although the old gun was only in a difficult situation, he could also feel the powerful sword aura emanating from this letter. It was undoubtedly a challenge letter, and the person who wrote it was strong.

"But you gave it to me anyway. ”

"I think the young master would be interested in writing a letter. "Lao Gun [Baidu] hesitated several times, and finally chose to give the letter to Ning Du.

"Very interested. Ning Du said happily.

"Does the young master have any other orders?" Old Gun was so happy to see Ning Du, as if he had been praised by a child.

"No more. ”

"Then don't disturb the young master's cultivation. The old gun turned and walked out of the courtyard, closed the door, and kept vigil outside as usual.

Ning Du looked at the letter and threw it into the air, the envelope suddenly broke into pieces, and a dry and cracked ink on the paper fell like thunder, but disappeared in front of Ning Du's eyes.

"Tomorrow, will you build a mountain?"