In the trial ground on the second basement floor, the Daolin Martial Arts Hall opened up four separate pharmacies, which were dedicated to Ning Chong, Cao Ben, Xu Jiehui, and Zhao Wuji, and the four of them were medicinal baths and practice.

Each pharmacy occupies an area of seventy square meters, with an independent medicine pool in the inner entrance and a simple bed in the outer entrance, and a hard flat area as a place for practicing moves.

Ning Chong took all his belongings into his room.

It is expected that from tonight until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, he will stay here, while taking a medicinal bath to practice breathing methods and increase qi and blood. While practicing and figuring out the moves, experience the artistic conception of the moves.

Han Shantong and Su Lun took turns to guide the four of them. Even depending on the situation, he will personally do it to relieve the muscles and blood of the four people, and help improve the physique and cultivation.

This kind of treatment is indeed treating the four people as heirs of the mantle.

And Su Qingxuan stayed in school.

She received a large number of points from Si Tu, and through permission, she built a large aura array in the physical fitness hall. Twenty students were personally selected for a collective retreat.

These twenty people are already the elite of the seven classes of elites. Compared to other classes, it is indeed a lot less. But there is no way, the foundation of the seventh class is thin, and it is already good to have 20 people selected.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, Su Qingxuan spares no effort to be busy.

The days went by day by day.

Ning Chong temporarily stopped entering the simulated cave to fight, and instead focused on the cultivation of the breathing method and the artistic conception of the moves.

The effect of the blood marrow aura pool was still on the body before, and the medicinal effect of the blood marrow special effect spirit ointment had to be thoroughly stimulated, so as to enhance the physique and qi and blood.

This is to lay the foundation, and you can't be sloppy.

What Si Tu said before leaving was all about experience. The amount of qi and blood is not the final condition for measuring strength. Ning Chong's progress is too fast, and he can't reach it quickly. It seems to be fierce now, but maybe when you reach the 6th level, it will be difficult to advance an inch.

Therefore, Ning Chong was calm as usual, constantly precipitating and stabilizing his gains.

Han Shantong would take time every day to enter the room to guide Ning Chong. The difficulties in his cultivation and the speculation of the moves will provide him with experience to talk about.

Ning Chong's understanding of artistic conception has gradually deepened.

The artistic conception is not confined to something, but inclusive of everything.

A dragon or a snake is fine, a tiger or a cat is fine, anger and ferocity are fine, gentleness and softness are fine. It can be stormy, or it can moisturize things silently. What kind of situation and what kind of category you like are all feasible ways, and you can enter the country with freehand.

Ning Chong pondered his martial arts entry path.

What are his strengths?

The first is the quality of qi and blood, which is very deep. If everything goes well and he breaks through to the 3rd rank, he will have eighty-one qi and blood rings, surpassing ordinary martial artists too much.

It can even be said that in the entire Donghu Province, Songyang Province, Yuexiang Province, the land of the three provinces, at his age, no one can have such a profound quality of qi and blood.

Another advantage is the ability to stealth. He can approach any enemy of equal strength in a swift and stealthy way, and naturally has the advantage of taking the initiative to attack.

So how do you take advantage of these two strengths?

Ning Chong's decision on his artistic conception is: "strong"!

Strong, which means strong, can burst out with strong qi and blood ability.

Fierce, which represents extreme suddenness, releases an attack instantly.

With a large amount of qi and blood, and the ability to conceal and approach, then after the shot, the strongest extreme attack is the most suitable choice for Ning Chong.

Fearless of blood consumption, you can get close to the enemy in an instant and explode to extreme damage!

Ning Chong thought about the way he chose to enter the country and nodded slightly.

Then his freehand painting is a strong man looming between nothingness. No matter what conspiracy, no matter what thousands of troops, I will bombard them with one move!

Once one move is made, the evil will be easily dispelled! Thousands of armies will be annihilated!

Ning Chong suddenly had a strange thought in his heart.

It seems that on his own card, that picture, it seems that Ning Chong is holding a sword and a gun, walking in the illusion of nothingness, and firmly marching towards the supreme throne.

The artistic conception expressed by the card is like the artistic conception that Ning Chong is thinking about at the moment.

"Coincidence......" Ning Chong smiled self-deprecatingly.

Speaking of coincidences, Ning Chong couldn't help but think of the Six-Vein Divine Sword Fist.

The last move: "Shenhe Sword Fist".

The Shenhe Sword is the Mu Finger Shaoshang Sword, the Index Finger Shang Yang Sword, the Middle Finger Zhong Chong Sword, the Ring Finger Guan Chong Sword, and the Little Tail Finger Shao Chong Sword, which is a unique move of the five veins of sword fist.

The original meaning of participation is to integrate, converge, and become one.

And the artistic conception of the moves of Shenhe Sword Fist is also very in line with Ning Chong's artistic conception. A punch and a palm are out, and its momentum is vigorous, fierce, simple, swift and subtle, and unstoppable!

Then from today onwards, there will only be one sword fist in the Six Veins Divine Sword Fist.

An attack from the pinnacle of the extreme!

Thinking of this, Ning Chong immediately set off and began to practice on the field, the essence of this last trick, fused with his understanding, and evolved into shape.

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Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the Chinese Spring Festival, the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, has arrived.

In the hall on the ninth floor of the Daolin Martial Arts Museum, red lights are hung, Zhang Hongcai is hung, and Spring Festival couplets are pasted.

Su Qingxuan reorganized a sumptuous banquet.

Ning Chong, Cao Ben, Xu Jiehui, Zhao Wuji, Han Shantong and Su Lun were already seated. At this time, it is to say goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year, and everyone's face is beaming.

According to tradition, first of all, the juniors pay New Year's greetings to the elders.

Ning Chong and the four of them also bowed their heads together, wishing Han Shantong, Su Lun, Su Qingxuan, happiness and health, good luck, and all the best in the New Year.

Han Shantong smiled from ear to ear, even Su Lun, who was as cold as ice on weekdays, showed a trace of warmth on his face, and Su Qingxuan nodded with a smile.

Cao Ben jumped up first and said with a smile: "Isn't it time to give out red envelopes!"

Han Shantong nodded: "If you want it, you have to get it! The babies have it, they have it!"

At this moment, suddenly there was a burst of laughter from outside the hall.

It's really a smile that hasn't arrived.

A burly middle-aged man wearing a full set of crisp and custom-made suits, full of energy, and walking like a dragon spirit, walked in laughing.

His appearance is somewhat similar to Cao Ben, but he is more wealthy, and he arches his hand as he walks: "Happy New Year, everyone!

Han Shantong and the three of them seemed to be familiar with this person, and they all greeted him with a smile.

Cao Ben's face changed suddenly, and he scratched his head and said, "Dad, why are you here?"

"Dad, you Laozi and I have New Year's dinner today, Dumiao's son is not around, what's the matter? I'm not your dad anymore!ah!"

The middle-aged man squeezed to Cao Ben's side, sat down generously, and said with a smile: "In Xia Cao Dingguo, it is the father of this little fat man." I often heard that he made a few good friends and had good mentors to guide him. Cao was grateful and came to wish the New Year. ”

Ning Chong and the others suddenly realized that it was Cao Ben's father.

This father and son, their appearance and temperament are really similar, and they are definitely biological.

"Hello Uncle Cao!" Ning Chong and the others immediately saluted.

"Good! good!" Cao Dingguo laughed heartily and immediately reached out for the red envelope.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door outside the hall.

With the voice, a slender monk, wearing a moon-white simple monk's robe, with a delicate appearance, about thirty years old, slowly came in. His steps seemed to be unfast, steady and steady, but suddenly, he was in front of the table.

Han Shantong seemed to know this monk, and stood up and clasped his palms together and saluted: "Master Puhang, it's been a long time." ”

Xu Jiehui got up in surprise and blurted out, "Second brother!"

"Second brother?"

Ning Chong and the others also looked at each other in surprise.

No one could have imagined that Xu Jiehui actually had a second brother who was a monk.

Puhang Heshi saluted: "Excuse me, come uninvited, and invite you Haihan." ”

Speaking, he looked at Xu Jiehui and frowned slightly and said: "Chinese New Year's Eve, still bothering Senior Han, if you are known by the eldest brother, you will inevitably be beaten." ”

Xu Jiehui seemed to be very afraid of the "eldest brother", and hurriedly said: "Second brother, save me, don't tell the eldest brother that I didn't go home, I stayed because of retreat and cultivation." ”

Han Shantong also said with a smile: "These babies are indeed delayed going home for the New Year because of their retreat and practice." In my case, it's the same, don't worry. ”

Puhang saluted everyone again, sat next to Xu Jiehui, and said, "Since you are here, the little monk will be bothered." I also happened to have a red envelope to talk about my heart. ”

Ning Chong and the others immediately looked at each other with smiles, and the atmosphere turned harmonious.

Suddenly, the highest cultivation level in the audience all looked stunned, and they all turned their eyes in the direction of the door, as if they sensed something.

The banquet was full, and suddenly it became silent.

Ning Chong and a few other juniors also looked out of the door suspiciously.

Without a sound, a thin figure appeared at the door.

This person is dressed in black, although the style of clothing is ordinary, but the tailoring is extremely exquisite, slim and fitted, and he looks noble, not from an ordinary background.

He is about thirty years old, and his appearance is ordinary, but a pair of eyebrows are as black as a knife, which is very distinctive.

"Uninvited, excuse me!"

The man in black seemed to shrink into inches, just appeared, and had already reached the table in three or two steps, as if the tone of the people in the rivers and lakes, bowed his hand to the full seat.

Then he looked at Zhao Wuji, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Qing Shao, if you don't go home in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I will be good at making claims, come up and see." ”

Zhao Wuji seemed to be a little disgusted with this person, and his cold face was unmoved.

Han Shantong was a little familiar with this person, and said with a smile: "If you come, you are a guest, let's sit, let's all sit! Today we celebrate the New Year together, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, reunion is the most important!"

The man in black saluted the full table and sat beside Zhao Wuji.

Ning Chong, Xu Jiehui, and Cao Ben each glanced at each other, all a little surprised.

It's really unexpected, Zhao Wuji has been following a master by his side. And looking at the temperament of this thick-eyebrow master, he is definitely from a big family, and he is very respectful to Zhao Wuji.

Cao Ben's father, Cao Dingguo, also followed Han Shantong's words and said with a smile: "Come and come, the wine is full, such a delicious and beautiful scenery cannot be disappointed!

The crowd was all raising their glasses and smiling.

At this time, no matter what is on your mind, you will also throw it away, and you will be in harmony.

Ning Chong looked at the crowd and couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

It seems that he is the only one at the moment, and there are no relatives around.

At this moment of toasting, there was a sound on the stairs outside the door, and a figure ran up quickly, poked his head to look inside, and said with a smile: "Ouch!

Han Shantong immediately smiled and said, "Just about to start the banquet, you are pinching the time to come." ”

It was Liu Liulu who came, he held a book under his arm, held a handful of red envelopes in his hand, came in with a smile, saluted everyone, and said with a smile: "Liu Lao Liu wishes everyone a good New Year, and he also comes to give out red envelopes and borrow joy!"

As he spoke, he squeezed around Ning Chong and sat down, putting a stack of red envelopes on the table.

"Open the table!"

Han Shantong smiled and waved.

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