The days are short and the nights are long, the winter night will come soon, after dinner, Zhuang Xiaoya went back to the room to rest, Yan Ning sat alone by the bamboo forest in the courtyard, glanced at the food that was still outside the north room, sighed slightly, and then had nothing in his heart, and began to meditate.

After coming to Longhu Mountain, Yan Ning saw a wider sky, which stirred out his unyielding heart.

Only with a strong heart can we have enough confidence to face the future.

The evil thoughts in Yan Ning's soul have been gradually absorbed by his bloodline thanks to Yan Ning's efforts in the past few days, and tonight is the time to completely digest the evil thoughts.

The soul that helped Yan Ning seal the evil thoughts in the first place has never opened his mouth since, but Yan Ning knows that he must still be in his body.

The seal was as thin as a piece of paper, with Yan Ning's soul on one side and rioting evil thoughts on the other, Yan Ning emptied his body and mind, and his mind turned into a sharp sword, and after inhaling a breath of air, he slashed the seal fiercely!

Rumble!

It was as if the dam that had been accumulated for many years suddenly opened a hole, and evil thoughts rushed out of the gap like a flood, raging in Yan Ning's body, rampaging through his meridians!

"Shhh

Yan Ning, whose eyes were closed, gasped, his skin instantly turned red, and his seven orifices couldn't stop bleeding out, because the riotous evil thoughts tore Yan Ning's meridians in an instant, but they were restored in the blink of an eye, and so on, and the pain was only known to Yan Ning.

Yan Ning's nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and his clenched teeth hissed, and the evil thoughts were frantically tempering his meridians and strengthening his body!

Wu, Yan Ning opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyeballs widened, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and the Stygian Break beside him flew into his hand, he slapped the ground fiercely, smashing the bluestone slab, and his body rose into the air!

"Ahh

A burst of anger erupted from Yan Ning's mouth, the Dark Broken Knife glowed with blue light in his hand, and a terrifying ghost shadow swept through the courtyard, and Yan Ning slowly fell to the ground.

And the west room in front of Yan Ning turned into pieces in a burst of sounds.

"It's dangerous. Yan Ning plunged the Dark Broken Knife into the ground, reached out to wipe a trace of sweat from his head, and looked at the ruined houses in front of him, but there was no distressed look on his face.

The evil thoughts were too fierce just now, Yan Ning was a little uncontrollable for a while, and in a hurry, he could only borrow the Dark Breaking Sword to export his power, so he had this scene in front of him.

Zhuang Xiaoya and Meow Dabao, who came to hear the sound, suddenly pushed open the door and couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the west room that had become a ruin: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ning looked back and smiled: "It's not a big deal." ”

At this time, a sound came from outside the hospital, and the two turned their heads to see that it was Hu Daoming back.

His body seemed to be stuck in the courtyard gate, one hand was on his mouth, and under his feet was a falling wine gourd, and his expression was dull, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Eh, Brother Meng is back?" Yan Ning smiled awkwardly.

"Me!" Hu Daoming suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Yan Ning's collar, and shook it wildly: "The two bottles of daughter red that Nanfeng gave to Lao Tzu yesterday are still in it! Lao Tzu is reluctant to drink a mouthful, and now they are all sacrificed to the land father-in-law and his old man!"

Yan Ning's face stiffened for a while: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's a big deal to compensate you!"

Hu Daoming let go of his hand, and said with an ugly face: "Compensation? Do you want to tell me how to compensate? That daughter Hong Nanfeng is just that, if he hadn't lost in gambling yesterday, I'm afraid he would be reluctant to give it to Lao Tzu!"

Yan Ning and the two of them listened to it, and they were speechless for a while, daring to love Hu Daoming who didn't return all night last night, and they were all gambling with Zhang Daofeng.

I don't know if the empty fool monk is involved, and the two of them really can't imagine the appearance of the empty fool monk and the two of them drinking, punching, eating meat and gambling.

Ruined Hu Daoming's wine, Yan Ning was really a little unhappy, he thought for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Meng, I heard that there is a treasure pavilion in Longhu Mountain, are you interested?"

When Hu Daoming heard this, he suddenly quieted down, looked left and right, and nodded slightly: "What, you are also interested?"

"Hey, hey, the hero sees the same thing!" Yan Ning smirked.

"I heard that there is a century-old Moutai treasured by the Nanfeng Taoist priest in the Treasure Pavilion, do you have any ideas?" Hu Daoming touched his beard and asked thoughtfully.

Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't stand the obscene two, so she took Meow Dabao back and closed the door.

Yan Ning smiled: "I'm worried that no one will cooperate, why don't you drag Zhang Yuanming at the door, I'll go in and get a fish, and help you bring the bottle of Moutai out?"

Yan Ning, as a ghost doctor, has a lot of medical skills, but he suffers from the lack of medicinal materials, he must have many magic elixirs in the Treasure Pavilion, if Yan Ning can go in and take a walk, Yan Ning can't think of the benefits.

"Zhang Yuanming?" Hu Daoming thought for a while, and then slapped his thigh suddenly: "That's it, I have long seen that the old man is unhappy and wants to beat him, when will we do it?"

Yan Ning wiped a handful of cold sweat and said, "Don't be in a hurry, at least wait until the spirit beast reward is over, right?"

"Okay!" Hu Daoming was refreshed, "Then I'll wait for your good news!"

"It's all right!" Yan Ning also smiled.

Hu Daoming thought for a while, and then said, "What kind of Taoist technique did you use just now to make my house look like this?"

Yan Ning hesitated for a moment and told Hu Daoming the truth, Hu Daoming listened, and nodded thoughtfully: "If it is said that to deal with this violent atmosphere, our Wudang Cave Taijiquan is the best way to deal with it." ”

Yan Ning's eyes lit up: "Brother Meng, teach me two hands?"

"You kid thinks beautifully!" Hu Daoming waited for him to look, "You are a stall in Taijiquan in Wudang Mountain, and you will teach the bag with two cents of your wallet?

Yan Ning was immediately deflated, but then he said, "Two bottles of Moutai?"

"Deal!"

Hu Daoming's refreshment made Yan Ning not react for a while, and he was stunned for five seconds before he asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"I'll only fight once, and if you don't learn it, it will depend on your own creation. ”

After Hu Daoming finished speaking, he didn't even remind Yan Ning, took two steps back, and began to play Tai Chi on his own, Yan Ning hurriedly opened his eyes wide, and memorized every move and style by heart.

Although Hu Daoming is a big man, but when he punches, he is extremely delicate, Yan Ning from his fist intent, as if he can see the situation when his daughter embroiders, and as if the ripples caused by dripping water like a lake, every time he swings his fist, it can attract an invisible wind, and the green bamboo in the yard swings with Hu Daoming's fist.

This time, Hu Daoming fought for ten minutes, and when he stopped moving, he couldn't help but let out a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked at Yan Ning, he immediately scolded: "Damn, who asked you to take a video with your mobile phone?!"

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