"Sir!"

Zhou Shengshou, who was following behind Ning Tian, hurriedly chased after him, and the old man who was over the age of sixteen ran up, a little out of breath.

Ning Tian stopped, looked at him, and said lightly, "You see, I'll only demonstrate it three times." ”

As the words fell, Ning Tian's slender hand began to shake rapidly.

Zhou Shengshou's eyes widened hurriedly, wanting to imprint Ning Tian's technique in his mind.

The three times passed quickly, and Zhou Shengshou's dim old eyes were bloodshot, and he could barely see Ning Tian's movements clearly.

His back was drenched in sweat, and his clothes were actually soaked, and he couldn't imagine that just observing Ning Tian's needle application technique would be so exhausting.

Zhou Shengshou said respectfully, "Thank you for teaching me, you can help countless patients with this hand, this is a great thing, you will definitely be a good person." ”

Ning Tian sneered, he didn't believe that good people had good rewards, he only believed that everything in this world had to be fought for by himself, and strong strength was the foundation of everything.

Ning Tian turned to leave.

"Wait, sir!" Zhou Shengshou called out to him.

"The herb you just talked about with the Jiang family, isn't it...... Celestial Grass?"

Rumble!

Ning Tian's sudden coercion made the air freeze for a moment, and Zhou Sheng's hand seemed to have fallen into the ice water all of a sudden, and his breath was pressed on his heart.

Seeing that Zhou Shengshou's face was getting redder and redder, Ning Tian quickly dispersed the coercion.

Zhou Shengshou gasped for breath, looked at Ning Tian's eyes as if he were looking at a god and Buddha, and then said tremblingly, "Sir, with your momentum, you are an ancient martial artist?"

As the first divine doctor in the imperial capital, Zhou Shengshou certainly knew these people, there were countless strong people in Huaxia, but the real strong people were all ancient warriors.

Ning Tian didn't answer him, but said, "How do you know about Heavenly Immortal Grass?"

Tianxian grass only has something to do with Ma Buwei people know, the living dead, flesh and bones, so it was crowned as "Tianxian", when Ma Buwei was cut off his fingers and lived in seclusion in Qingluan Mountain, it was because of Tianxian Cao.

And Ning Tian wanted to find a pharmaceutical company to plant Tianxian grass this time, just to help Ma Buwei solve the trouble back then, otherwise this old man would have to die in the mountains in this life.

Zhou Shengshou sensed Ning Tian's killing intent, and couldn't help but shudder, and quickly explained, "I saw it in an ancient book. ”

"It is said that Tianxian grass can heal filthy diseases, dispel death, and revive vitality...... In terms of efficacy, it is better than any thousand-year-old ginseng or thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, I thought it was made up by the ancients. ”

"But listening to the tone of the gentleman, do you have this herb?

Ning Tian naturally doesn't have it in his hand now, but he is looking for it, and he believes that he will find it after the scope of the restrictions is reduced.

Ning Tian had already restrained his emotions, "This has nothing to do with you, you shouldn't ask, don't ask more." ”

He didn't say anything more, turned his head and left, Zhou Shengshou still wanted to ask, but unfortunately the old arms and legs couldn't outrun the other party, not to mention that Ning Tian's body was strange, he just walked a few steps easily, and then disappeared.

Zhou Shengshou exclaimed, "This son is definitely not a thing in the pool." ”

......

Back in Hangzhou, it was already dark.

By the time Ning Tian returned to Jiayuan Community, Fang Tang had already finished his part-time job for the weekend and had made dinner.

"Brother Ning Tian, you're back, sit down and have dinner. ”

The girl was wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand, and her plain face was stained with a little oil, but it still couldn't hide her beautiful and moving face.

In a trance, Ning Tian seemed to see his mother Ning He.

Ning He is also like this, beautiful, virtuous, and gentle.

Ning Tian sat down, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to eat, the meal was very simple, but it tasted good.

Ordinary, ordinary, warm, and indifferent, this meal made Ning Tian's mood unusually peaceful.

Cultivation is a journey, tranquility and far-reaching, only peace can go longer, this is the truth that the old man Ma has repeatedly taught him, but Ning Tian's hatred is too heavy, and he can't let go of his murderous intent at all, where will he understand this truth, but at this moment, eating a meal made of sugar cubes, Ning Tian suddenly understood a little.

When you come home late at night, there is a girl who lights a lamp and waits for you, and she warms the meal, such a gentle thing makes people smile when they think about it.

Fang Tang suddenly raised her head, only to feel that Ning Tian was suddenly full of a quiet temperament, and the whole person was as peaceful and warm as a piece of jade, she said in surprise, "Brother Ning Tian, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just something that suddenly figured it out. Ning Tian smiled and sandwiched the dish for her, "Xiao Tang's dishes are so delicious, if any man marries you home, it will be a great blessing." ”

Fang Tang immediately blushed, and didn't dare to look at Ning Tian, only dared to bury his head in eating.

Knock knock!

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door, and Sugar Fang hurried to look.

After a while, Fang Tang came back with a large foam box, "Brother Ning Tian, have you bought fish? ”

Fish?

It seems that Jiang Feng sent it, he said before that the fish was good, and the head of the Jiang family remembered it, and specially sent it over, but he was a clever person.

Ning Tian smiled, "Well, it's a fathead fish from Qianzhou Lake, it tastes good, next time you cook one for me?"

Seeing Ning Tian's smiling face, Fang Tang's face turned red again, she quickly nodded, and rushed into the kitchen with the fish in her arms.

"Hongchen is beautiful, wash away the murderous heart, the old man is painstaking. ”

Ning Tian was still smiling, but there was a sharp light hidden in the depths of his eyes, "It's a pity that I'm too obsessed, the more beautiful the red dust, the more I practice murderous intent." ”

A gentle mother, a steady father, and a smart and well-behaved child, this should have been Ning Tian's life, but everything was burned down overnight.

After experiencing happiness, you will be full of resentment towards loss.

Therefore, when he experienced the beautiful red dust again, he felt more and more hateful about Chen Changlu.

Click-

In the blink of an eye, Ning Tian's cultivation rose a little more.

The temperament around him became more and more profound, Ning Tian was not far from the Jindan period, and the Jindan period was far above the Guwu Supreme.

As long as he enters the Jindan period, he will kill the god capital and the Chen family for a while.

"Chen Changlu, the top family of the Chen family, wait for me. ”