"Master!" Dongfang Yi's voice was very loud, and when he shouted out, the candidates in the examination hall heard it.

Today is a rest day, and after Dongfang Yi's morning exercise, he hurried to Kinmen City to support his master.

Xu Xingguang wondered if he had heard it wrong, but Dongfang Yi's voice was actually very easy to distinguish.

Xu Xingguang looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw the eastern wing standing in front of the statue of the Medicine King, holding a cup of fruit drink in his left hand and a small flag in his right hand.

There is no need to go to school, and the East Wing is not wearing the uniform of the academy today.

He wore a dark green short-sleeved long T, old-fashioned denim wide-leg pants, the trousers mopped the floor, and the long hair highlighted in purple, and a conspicuous bag.

What style of dressing has Xu Xingguang not seen?

She didn't understand, but he respected the unique aesthetic of young people.

Xu Xingguang didn't really want to get close to the conspicuous bag, but Dongfang Yi locked on to her existence at a glance, and hurriedly ran over.

"Master, is the question difficult, after writing the test paper for so long, are your hands sore? Are you tired?" Dongfang Yi hurriedly handed the fruit tea to Xu Xingguang, "This is the fruit tea I bought in the city, and this beverage shop in the whole Golden Gate City uses real materials."

"It's the taste of green grapes, Master, you can taste it."

Xu Xingguang prefers cherries, but she is not a picky person, so she can't waste Dongfang Yi's hard work, so she holds the drink in one hand and drinks it in small sips.

Dongfang Yi put the little flag in his trouser pocket, and quickly helped Xu Xingguang pinch his arms and shoulders, and said something in his mouth: "I specially learned a few professional shoulder and neck massage and relaxation techniques on the Internet, and I will press it for Master."

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Xu Xingguang blinked, wanting to say that he was not tired, but found that Dongfang Yi's massage force was very comfortable, so he stopped again.

"Alright." Xu Xingguang shook off the hand on his arm and walked forward without looking back.

Dongfang Yi hurriedly caught up and said to Xu Xingguang, "Master, this is the statue of the Medicine King, I heard that you can pass the exam if you worship it, do you want to worship it?"

Dongfang Yi only knew that Xu Xingguang was an ancient martial arts master, but he didn't know her strength in the medical field, so he thought about worshipping the statue of the Medicine King and successfully passed the written exam.

"What do you worship him?" Xu Xingguang's expression was indifferent, "It's better to worship him than to worship a dog."

Dongfang Wing was stunned.

He trotted to chase Xu Xingguang and asked her if she had an opinion about the Medicine King, but Xu Xingguang felt dirty even mentioning the word Medicine King.

Xu Xingguang was about to take a bus to the city gate, but Dongfang Yi said, "My father is resting today, he specially drove me here, Master should go back with me."

Xu Xingguang had never seen Dongfang Yi's father, so out of various considerations, he nodded and agreed.

Dongfang Taoan didn't know when Xu Xingguang would finish the exam, so he sat in the car and wrote. Dongfang Tao'an is an online author, writing ancient martial arts legends, which belongs to the kind that is not famous but addictive.

Everywhere he went, he took his notebook with him, and now he sat at the stone table in the park and wrote.

He wears glasses that match his computer, and he writes quickly on the wireless keyboard with both hands, making bursts of stone sounds.

As soon as Xu Xingguang saw this posture, he guessed what Dongfang Taoan was doing. "Your father is creating?"

Dongfang Yi touched his head and looked at the sky speechlessly, "Yes, my dad loves to write, he doesn't have many fans, the top three on his book friend fan list are me, my mother, and my sister."

"Master, how do you know that my dad is doing creation?" He was curious.

"I'm in the secular world, and I'm a creator."

Dongfang Yi sighed, "It's fateful. Master, are you a great writer?" Dongfang Yi has a filter for Xu Xingguang, and always feels that she is the best in everything she does.

"Not really." Xu Xingguang didn't dare to claim to be powerful, and said objectively: "I am a little accomplished in writing suspense stories among authors of the same age, but compared with those predecessors who have created suspense masterpieces, it is still a big difference."

"On the influence of writers alone

In terms of strength and achievement, my mother will be much better than me."

"Wow, it turns out that Master was born into a literary family." I was a little ashamed to think that both Master and her mother were accomplished writers, while her father had been writing for more than ten years and was still generating electricity for love.

"My father wasn't as good as you, but I found the stories he wrote fascinating, and I was a big reader of his." Dongfang Yi mentioned his father in an admiring tone.

Xu Xingguang bowed his head and said, "As long as someone appreciates it, then your father's work is not worthless."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yi laughed briskly.

"Dad!" He beckoned to Dongfang Tao'an.

Dongfang Taoan took off his glasses and looked up at them.

That's the end of the written exam?

Xu Xingguang didn't know Dongfang Tao'an, but Dongfang Tao'an deliberately hid in the dark to observe Xu Xingguang after knowing that Dongfang Yi worshipped Xu Xingguang as his master and followed her to learn ancient martial arts all day long.

After he recognized Xu Xingguang, he subconsciously turned off the handheld computer, put the keyboard and computer into the briefcase, and then got up and walked over to them.

There are still three minutes left before the submission time, and Xu Xingguang should have submitted the paper in advance.

He is worthy of being a student of Elder Tanan, and he is smart.

Dongfang Taoan took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to Xu Xingguang, which had a wide metacarpal bone and a cocoon of a person who practiced martial arts. "Hello Doctor Xu, I'm Xiao Yi's father, and my name is Dongfang Tao'an."

"Hello Mr. Taoan." The moment Xu Xingguang shook hands with him, he noticed that the internal force in his palm was unstable, which was caused by the fact that he had not undergone professional systematic training and practiced ancient martial arts was too complicated.

"Mr. Tao An's internal force is disordered, so it is recommended that it is not necessary to practice all the ancient martial arts cheats." With a slight force on her wrist, she flipped Dongfang Tao'an's right hand over, with the back of her hand facing up.

She stared at the direction of the veins between the back of Dongfang Tao'an's hand and his arm, and said, "It would be more appropriate to focus on practicing defensive cheats."

Dongfang Tao'an was shocked when he heard it.

Only an expert in ancient martial arts can accurately judge the opponent's internal force only by touching the skin.

"Physician Xu, do you have any recommended cultivation secrets?" The Dongfang family has not had a real ancient martial arts master for more than two hundred years, and Dongfang Tao'an is a wild man, who learns very much, and practices blindly.

He can do a little bit of everything, but only a little bit of everything.

The ancient martial arts attainments are generally forgotten, and the body is still tossed to the point that it is about to be wasted.

He also noticed the abnormality of his body, but he couldn't find a good way, so he put it off again and again.

Seeing that Xu Xingguang saw the problem of his body just by shaking hands, and also gave practical advice, Dongfang Tao An knew that Xu Xingguang was a real master of ancient martial arts.

In the Xia Kingdom era where she lived, almost all the people were practicing ancient martial arts, not necessarily to become a master, but simply to strengthen their bodies.

At that time, all martial arts halls and libraries could find orthodox ancient martial arts introductory training manuals, and only the advanced cultivation secrets of ancient martial arts families would not be passed on.

Xu Xingguang didn't know how many ancient martial arts cheats were still circulating in the Shenwu world today. But Dongfang Tao'an, who was born in an Oriental family, couldn't find the orthodox ancient martial arts cultivation manual, and he thought it had been lost long ago.

"Does the Sino-Chongqing Alliance still have a martial arts hall now?"

Dongfang Yi and Dongfang Taoan shook their heads at the same time, "No."

Dongfang Tao'an said, "Even the Imperial City doesn't have a formal martial arts hall, only a few ancient martial arts museum exhibition halls."

"It seems that the ancient martial arts have been completely lost." Thinking that the ancient martial arts that were once prosperous and led the coquettish were now declining to the point where they couldn't even find an ancient martial arts hall, Xu Xingguang felt a little uncomfortable.

She took a sip of fruit tea and said, "In a few days, I'll ask Xiao Yi to bring a cultivation booklet to Mr. Tao An." Coincidentally, the warriors of the Hades Legion could also practice according to that booklet.

The ancient martial arts are lost, but the ancient martial arts masters are not finished dead.

If she and Huo Wen'an are still alive, they will not let this culture be completely lost.

When Dongfang Taoan heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly thanked Xu Xingguang. "Thank you, Dr. Xu."

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Don't be in a hurry to thank me, you should take care of your body now than practicing ancient martial arts." Xu Xingguang stared at Dongfang Tao'an's somewhat protruding veins and said, "You are now a ball that has been blown too much, and if you blindly practice ancient martial arts, you will die violently."

"Deflation first, and then practicing ancient martial arts, is the right thing to do."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yi explained for his father, "Elder Tanan has prescribed several prescriptions for my dad before, and my dad is already treating his body."

Xu Xingguang asked about the prescription, and Dongfang Taoan hurriedly explained the prescription in detail.

After speaking, he asked Xu Xingguang, "Doctor Xu, this prescription prescribed by Elder Tanan should be fine, right?"

"Elder Tanan is an advanced medical practitioner, so this prescription is naturally fine, but there are several herbs in the prescription she prescribes to you that can be replaced with more effective herbs."

Xu Xingguang casually said that three kinds of herbs have the same effect, but the medicinal effect is stronger and the side effects are fewer.

Dongfang Tao'an is in the business of selling medicinal materials, and he is no stranger to these medicinal materials that Xu Xingguang said, "They are all excellent medicinal materials."

The best medicinal herbs, one plant will cost 200,000 silver coins to start.

His body, to say the least, has to use several plants to completely heal.

Gritting his teeth, Dongfang Tao An said, "Listen to Doctor Xu, I'll try to change the dressing. Doctor Xu, if there is nothing else to do, let's go back to Wuyuan Town first."

"Okay."

After getting in the car, Dongfang Yi told his father that Xu Xingguang was also a writer.

When Dongfang Tao'an learned that Xu Xingguang was also an accomplished suspense writer, looking at Xu Xingguang's gaze was more like looking at the brightest star in the night sky.

"Dr. Xu, you're a pleasant surprise." No wonder Xiao Wing, this kid, talks about his master all day long.

With such an excellent master, which apprentice can not be proud?

"What type of stories does Mr. Tao An write?"

When it comes to creation, Dongfang Taoan is a little less restrained and talks with Xu Xingguang. "Me? I just wrote a few works in my spare time, and although no one cared about them, I enjoyed them."

"I like some ancient martial arts rivers and lakes, writing chivalrous stories of self-sacrifice..."Dongfang Tao An seemed to be a different person, and he spoke like a river and talked endlessly.

Dongfang Yi listened helplessly, blushing with shame for his father.

On the contrary, Xu Xingguang has always maintained a patient listening, and echoed carefully, and from time to time he will express a few words of his own opinions.

The two talked happily with each other, like a pair of year-old friends.

Dongfang Yi supported his chin with one hand and sent a message to Minglan boredly: [Brother, it's so boring. 】

Stygian: [If you are bored, come to the farmland to spray medicine.] 】

Dongfang Yi pretended not to see and didn't reply to the message.

Dongfang Taoan and Xu Xingguang chatted more and more, and a lot of inspiration instantly poured out of his mind, and he suddenly had the urge to land the car on the spot and take out the computer to write on the spot.

Back in Wuyuan Town, Dongfang Taoan took out the clothes dried in the washing machine and folded them, then took a cup of coffee and went into the study to create.

Dongfang Yi sat in the courtyard with a numb face, looked at those practice piles, and said in his heart: Very good, another ancient martial arts masterpiece is about to be born.

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On the other side, Xu Xingguang returned to Wuyuan Town and went to the No. 18 medicine field first.

Seeing that Minglan sprayed medicinal herbs and looked quite good, she walked to Elder Tanan's door post and sat down with peace of mind, drinking tea while writing something on her handheld computer.

Towards evening, Minglan dragged his heavy shackles and carried a watering can, and walked out of the gate of the medicine field with a tired face.

He took off the spraying can, sat on a rock, and looked at Xu Xingguang who was drinking tea leisurely in the doorpost with a numb face.

The first time the prince did this kind of hard work, it was really half his life that was about to be gone.

Xu Xingguang tapped on the keyboard by himself, but he didn't take him to heart at all.

Minglan slowed down for a while, washed her hands, walked into the door post slowly, stood beside Xu Xingguang and looked at it for a while, and found that she was not cracking other people's fire prevention

wall, but in writing documents.

He didn't wear computer glasses, Xu Xingguang turned off the external delivery mode, and he didn't know what Xu Xingguang was writing.

Stygian leaned against the door frame, licking her dry lips, and asked her, "Sister Starlight, what are you writing?"

"Ancient Martial Introductory Cultivation Manual." Xu Xingguang said.

Stygian ecstasy.

Only then did he realize that Lin Piaopiao was recognized as a super strong ancient martial artist. It is said that in that era when the strong were like clouds, even the first powerhouse of the Fifth Family and the Cang Clan could not get any benefit in her hands.

"I watched in film and television dramas, those top ancient martial arts powerhouses can cultivate to the realm of the unity of gods and souls, right?"

"Soul and spirit?" Xu Xingguang shook his head, focusing on two things, and while quickly writing the document, he said to Shenlan Science: "This statement is not true. The essence of our practice of ancient martial arts is to concentrate our minds through meditation and carefully sense every meridian and blood vein in our physical body."

"Whether it's humans, beasts, plants, or wind and rain, we're all part of the world. When we are able to correctly and clearly recognize the greatness, weakness, and wonder of our body, we will be able to mobilize the hidden potential in our body to a great extent by manipulating the meridians and blood vessels."

"Use our latent ability to obtain the help of natural forces, and the strength of the natural forces that ancient martial arts practitioners can obtain is reflected in our ancient martial arts rank."

"A top super powerhouse, able to manipulate the wind, control the rain, and even move mountains and reclaim the sea."

"The unity of the gods and souls mentioned in the film and television drama is actually that after the ancient martial arts practitioners enter a state of deep meditation, our spirit is separated from our physical body and merges with the natural world, successfully calling for the help of the power of nature."

Minglan was stunned when he heard this.

"That's the case..." He looked down at his hand, and it was a hand, and he didn't dare to imagine what he would see in the eyes of a top ancient martial arts powerhouse.

"Sister Starlight." Minglan asked Xu Xingguang, "In your eyes, what do you see of you?"

Xu Xingguang took off his computer glasses and raised his hands in front of his eyes.

She stared at the slender and well-proportioned but not weak ten fingers, and said calmly, "I saw flesh and blood, I saw the clusters of intertwined meridians and blood vessels, I saw the flowers all over the mountains, the trees that pierced into the clouds, and I saw the wind blowing in my face..."

Her words, Minglan seemed to understand but not understood.

Xu Xingguang stared straight at the underworld, and said in a profound and mysterious way: "Human beings are far less powerful than human beings think, and after we die, we are just a pile of fertilizer that nourishes all things."

"When you feel invincible, that's when you are eliminated by nature. Every truly powerful ancient martial artist must be a believer in reverence for nature."

Hearing these words, something seemed to flash in Minglan's heart.

The thing appeared suddenly, disappeared so quickly that before he could reach for it, it was gone.

He thought about it for a long time before frowning and saying, "Do you think that the moment when the super-powerful people think that they can be invincible and control the life and death of the living beings in the world when they have obtained supernatural powers, they are actually wrong."

"But why do they still exist?"

His eyes revealed a powerless rage, and he asked Xu Xingguang, "Why is the life of civilians becoming more and more desperate and miserable, while the super powerful are still ruling the world?"

Xu Xingguang was a little too calm, she said, "Nature is tempting them to perdition, haven't you seen it?"

Ying Lan was stunned.

Thinking of the severe shortage of food that the Divine Martial Realm is currently facing, the famine is about to break out, and the hellish ending of the human race about to be destroyed, Stygian Lan was speechless in an instant, and his mouth was full of astringency.

Seeing that Ming Lan looked deeply shocked and annoyed and heartbroken, Xu Xingguang analyzed more sharply: "The super powerful people moved to the three continents with the survivor civilians, and they could have multiplied in this safe and vast world and continued their civilization. But what did they do?"

"Slaughtering the green-blooded people, oppressing the common people, wantonly destroying land resources, and blindly pursuing development

Strong technology. Putting the cart before the horse, wrong from the start!"

"Now they have ended up with a severe lack of food, and they deserve the retribution."

"You Divine Martial Realm have the king bomb in your hand, but you played the worst game. And the vulgar world, which you call 'the Infected Zone, is in hell, holding the worst cards, but playing the most beautiful cards.'"

"Nature is knocking out the entire Divine Martial Realm, can't you see it yet?"

Stygian's face turned pale.

He suddenly turned and fled.

Squatting beside the stream at the foot of the slope of the No. 18 medicine field, he used the stones he picked up to float on the surface of the water, staring at the undulating wreaths of the waves, and he felt the 'fear' very clearly.

He once thought that the destruction of the Shenwu Realm was a very distant thing for him, but today he was shocked to find that the Shenwu Realm had reached the end of the road.

He couldn't see a glimmer of hope that he could save the Divine Martial Realm.

Suddenly, a small branch hit his shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw Xu Xingguang standing on the slope.

She stepped on the flight balancer in her hands and asked him, "Do you want to go back?"

Stygian quickly stood up and climbed up the slope with his heavy shackles.

Xu Xingguang stared at his dog-like appearance and laughed at him: "He is taller than anyone else, and his ability is smaller than anyone else."

Thinking of Dongfang Yi, who was several years younger than him but more powerful than him, he had no confidence to refute Xu Xingguang's words.

Stygian bought a flight balancer, and he was going to give Xu Xingguang a new one, but Xu Xingguang said that it was not necessary, she was used to the one in the East Wing.

The two stepped on the balancer and flew back to Wuyuan Town, and Minglan naturally took Xu Xingguang's aircraft and took it to the charging pile in the yard to store electricity.

When he walked into the room, he heard Xu Xingguang say, "It's not your fault that the Divine Martial Realm has become what it is now, and you don't need to be ashamed of it. But as a super-powerful being, you should use your powers properly to protect those who need your protection."

Enlightened by her, Minglan felt better.

It took Xu Xingguang five or six hours to compile the Guwu Beginner Practice Manual, and she sent this document to Huo Wen'an and Ming Feng respectively.

Huo Wen'an received this document and understood her good intentions.

He called Xiao Qiao and told him, "I have sent you a document, and you will compile it into a book and distribute it to all the people of the Baize Realm."

Xiao Qiao opened the brain and viewed the file.

"Ancient Martial Introductory Cultivation Book?" Xiao Qiao was a little surprised.

"At the helm." He changed his name to Huo Wen'an and no longer called him 099. "Do all the civilians on the island have to practice ancient martial arts?"

Huo Wen'an shook his head, "Not all civilians."

Xiao Qiao was about to ask which groups of people needed to practice ancient martial arts, when he heard Huo Wen'an say, "Everyone, including the super powerful, even you, must practice."

"Huh?" Xiao Qiao's pink hair was upturned.

"Why?" Xiao Qiao couldn't figure it out.

Zheng Qin's office was outside Huo Wen'an's office, the door was not closed, and their conversation was overheard by Zheng Qin.

Zheng Qin said without raising his head while working, "What is the helm? That's the navigator, they can smell the iceberg hidden in the sea. Don't ask, it's his own reasoning."

Xiao Qiao rolled his eyes, and seeing that Huo Wen'an didn't want to say more, he turned around and left the office. Passing by Zheng Qin's table, he stopped and laughed at him, "You sycophant."

Zheng Qin stuck out his tongue at him, "You're a shemale."

Xiao Qiao sneered, "Believe it or not, take off your pants, Lao Tzu is bigger than yours."

Zheng Qin smiled provocatively and provoked him: "Then you take it off on the spot, it's your grandson who doesn't dare to take it off."

A fountain pen suddenly flew out of Huo Wen'an's office, and the tip of the pen was plunged straight into the hard desktop. "Or, you two are ***, go outside and let everyone just be compared by you?"

Staring at the fountain pen that was inserted straight into the table, Xiao Qiao's soles were smeared with oil, and Zheng Qin also closed his mouth, not daring to say more

Mouth.

After a while, Huo Wen'an's voice came from the house again: "Zheng Qin, clean up, you will set off with Uncle Ying tomorrow."

Zheng Qin tilted his head and asked with a confused expression, "Will I also go to the China-Chongqing Alliance to study medicine?" Ying Ziyao will be sent to Yaowangcheng tomorrow to study medicine.

He is old, and he is a black household, Yaowang Medical College and Shenwu Medical College refuse to accept him, only Vientiane Medical College has the most relaxed enrollment conditions, and he does not dislike him as a black household.

Huo Wen'an spent a sum of money to buy Ying Ziyao a chance to go to school.

Huo Wen'an: "You go to the Computer Department of the Oriental Alliance Institute of Science and Technology to report."

As soon as Zheng Qin heard the 'Oriental Alliance, he hated, in addition to hate, there was also fear. "Am I going to school too?"

"No, you go and do chores."

Zheng Qin: "..."

He is worse than Ying Ziyao!

Uncle Ying is still a student, but he can only sneak into the College of Science and Technology as a handyman to learn art.