When he woke up, Ning Baifeng felt that there was no place in his body that was not painful.

This is the residence in the backyard of the Huiyuan Pavilion, and when he pushed the door out, he saw Yuantai sitting on the steps and drinking, and the shopkeeper was standing aside with his hands on his sleeves, and the eyes of both of them were looking at the corner of the courtyard.

Chen Songfeng was standing there, carefully admiring a cold plum bonsai.

Hearing the creak of the door opening, all three turned back.

Ning Baifeng adapted to the light outside the house, and subconsciously asked, "When is it?"

"Noon. ”

"Three days. ”

It was the shopkeeper and Yuantai who replied, but they were two different answers.

Ning Baifeng was slightly stunned, and then understood what it meant.

When the shopkeeper said noon, he was telling him that it was noon.

When Yuan Tai said three days, he said that he had been in a coma for three days.

Feeling the pain in his body, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The fight was cool for a while, and it took three days to go to bed.

When he woke up from bed and sat up, he immediately looked inward to check the situation in his body.

All kinds of chaotic energy are still running around the body, which is why the whole body still hurts. The second is the sea of qi, and the sword yuan is almost exhausted, which is the price paid for the last move.

Combining the Pointing Heaven Style with the Blocking Style, each sword is powerful and powerful, and the consumption of the Sword Yuan is amazingly large, even if it is a person like him, the Sword Yuan is still difficult to support.

In the end, the reason why he fell off the beam was because of exhaustion, and of course, there were also internal injuries.

Xue Zhi's attack was not so easy to take, if it weren't for his strong physique and ability to suffer pain, it is estimated that he would not have been able to wait for the last move to be performed with all his might, and he would have already been lying in the city.

Ning Baifeng leaned against the wall, refused the shopkeeper and Yuantai to come and help, slowly walked to the crossbar by the beam and pillar and sat down, leaned against the pillar, panted slightly and said, "I'm really sorry to make Mr. Chen wait for three days." ”

The reason why he said this is that in Kunbei in winter, snow is a common thing.

Chen Song's head and shoulders were already covered with snow, which was obviously not caused by a moment. Especially where he stood, there was snow but not a single footprint, and it was obvious that he had been standing there for a long time.

Three days ago, before he fell unconscious at the head of the city, the last thing he saw was a snowflake falling from the sky.

Chen Songfeng's expression was calm, the breath on his body surged, shaking off the snow, and as if shaking off a heavy body, he said with relief: "It's okay." Seeing that you are fine, I can rest assured, Yuantai said that you are just fighting to exhaustion, and there is no big problem, just rest for a while. Now that you're awake, I'm not going to bother here. ”

With that, he turned and walked out.

Mr. Chen stayed. ”

Ning Baifeng opened his mouth to stop him and said, "I've done everything you want, can you stay...... Let's talk a few words. ”

As he said the last three words, he coughed violently.

The chaotic qi in the body inevitably affects the chest and lungs, and the pulseless body is not good at this, and the energy entering the body after injury does not stay in the meridians, but can go.

The pain in the limbs and the colic of the strength are very painful and difficult to endure.

Ning Baifeng seemed to be relaxed and could bear it, but it didn't mean that he didn't have the slightest symptoms.

Chen Songfeng looked at him like this, thought about it, and said with some concern: "Although your body is strong, it is recommended to rest more, if you have anything to say, it is not too late to talk about it when the injury is healed." ”

Ning Baifeng waved his hand weakly, coughed and smiled: "It's not a big deal, just talk." ”

After saying this, he turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, "Please help me get some food, I have been lying down for three days, and I am very hungry." ”

The shopkeeper immediately clapped his hands and woke up

Come, I said I'll get it myself, and then I turned around and strode away.

Ning Baifeng looked at Yuan Tai again and said, "You go and help me get a medicine bucket, and the money will be on credit for the time being." ”

He didn't say anything about the medicine barrel, but since Yuan Tai said that he was exhausted, it means that he had probed his body, so he should naturally understand what kind of effect this medicine barrel should have.

Yuan Tai nodded, turned his head and raised his eyebrows to glance at Chen Songfeng, and went back to the main building of the Yuan Pavilion.

Chen Songfeng walked over from the courtyard and sat down opposite him.

Ning Baifeng coughed violently a few more times, took off the wine jug on his waist vigorously, pulled it out and drank it, and only after a few sips did he suppress the cough.

He took a breath and said with a smile: "After today, I will leave Shangdu, it is estimated that I will not come back for a long time, if Mr. Chen has anything to say, you can say it now." ”

Chen Songfeng frowned slightly, "Don't rest for a few more days?"

Ning Baifeng shook his head, "I've been delayed here long enough, I can't stay longer." ”

Chen Songfeng didn't persuade again, he knew what Ning Baifeng was going to do, and it was useless to persuade more.

Snowflakes fell again in the courtyard, and the two sat on the railing, looking at the snow in a daze.

After being silent for a long time, Chen Songfeng said softly: "You can fight Xue Zhi to that point, and even beat him into a blood gourd, you are indeed terrifying." After this battle, there were countless people who learned swords in front of Miyagi. ”

Ning Baifeng took a sip of wine, coughed lightly, and said, "Isn't this exactly what you want to see." ”

Chen Songfeng nodded, "You are a holy teacher, you pass on the sword to the world, there will be countless people who will call themselves your disciples in the future, but there are good and bad people, I will follow you in the matter of cultivating virtue, if you return one day, you will not be disappointed." ”

Ning Baifeng raised the wine jug to show respect, "Then trouble Mr. Chen." ”

This is something that the two have already discussed, and it is mentioned again at this time, not repeatedly, but solemnly promised.

After speaking, there was silence again.

The snow was falling outside the eaves, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Chen Songfeng suddenly sighed lightly and said, "I'm sorry. ”

The wine jug in Ning Baifeng's hand paused, and then laughed.

He knew what Chen Songfeng meant by this apology, so he didn't say anything, just took a sip of wine.

Afterwards, the two sat on the railing and chatted about the snow.

Until the shopkeeper came with a steaming tray, followed by a small servant carrying a large food box.

Then the shopkeeper told the servant to put down the food box, and went to the house to bring a small table, and put the big tray on the table, in which was a copper stove, and the chimney in the middle was glowing with charcoal, and a circle of clear white soup was steaming next to it.

The little guy opened the food box and put the stacks of dishes next to the copper stove.

The shopkeeper smiled: "It's cold and snowy, it's the most comfortable to eat this soup stove, just put these meat dishes in the soup and soak them for a while, you can eat them, this way of eating is a must in the capital, Ning Shi might as well try it." ”

Smelling the fragrance, Ning Baifeng already moved his index finger, lifted his chopsticks and looked at a few people next to him, and said with a smile: "Let's eat together, it's not interesting to watch me eat alone, right?"

Chen Songfeng thought about it, sat closer, and took the chopsticks handed over by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was attentive to accompany the guests, so he naturally moved a stool over, sat next to him and took the initiative to pick up the meat dishes, and suggested how the two of them should eat.

The soup was tumbling, the meat was pink and tender, and before a few people could move, Yuan Tai came back with a huge wooden barrel.

The rickety figure carried a wooden barrel larger than the others, and looked a little pitiful and funny, but his gait was very steady, even extremely relaxed.

At the very least, he smelled the fragrance, and stepped from the back door of the main building to the three of them in one step, looking at the copper furnace and sniffing vigorously.

Immediately, he turned and put the medicine barrel into the house

, yelling to get him a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

After a while, several people gathered around the table, admiring the snow and soaking the soup stove.

Chen Songfeng didn't eat much, and he didn't eat more after tasting a chopstick of various dishes. When he cultivates to his level, it doesn't matter if he eats or not.

is also a cultivator, Ning Baifeng could not eat before, but he was in a special situation at this time, Jian Yuan was no longer able to maintain his physical functions, and only eating was the best way.

And Yuantai, the shape-shifting demon spirit, in addition to satisfying his appetite, eats purely for the sake of eating, with the huge size of his body, there are not enough things for him to stuff his teeth.

As a result, all kinds of dishes were constantly being eaten, and the plates were empty one after another.

Seeing that it was not enough, the shopkeeper immediately stopped his chopsticks and led the little servant to prepare the dishes again.

It wasn't until the end of the meal that the dishes were stacked high that I reluctantly stopped.

Ning Baifeng leaned against the pillar, took a sip of wine, and exhaled comfortably.

At this time, he was full of wine and food, and he felt the feeling of swelling in his abdomen, and the warmth of food and spirits spread throughout his body, and he felt very satisfied.

Since he was able to gradually go on a hunger strike, he has rarely eaten again.

It is indeed very comfortable to be able to eat and drink like this, and then lie lazily and still.

Yuan Tai finished eating the last bite of meat, grabbed the wine jar next to him, drank all the wine in the jar, and then burped heavily.

Chen Songfeng shrugged unconsciously.

Confucian etiquette, food has food images, and there will never be such vulgar behavior.

Yuan Tai caught a glimpse of his expression, and knew the reason as soon as he guessed, deliberately fell back, leaned against the wall, and then put a pair of muddy tripods in shabby cloth shoes on the table, deliberately raised his eyebrows at Chen Songfeng, but said lazily in his mouth: "Young master, the medicine barrel is ready, and there is a red fire charm on the wall of the barrel, which is guaranteed to be hot, hurry up and bubble while it is hot." lest some fail to see ......"

The last sentence obviously does not match the preface, and it is obviously deliberately trying to respond to people.

Chen Songfeng slowly stood up and saluted solemnly, "Thank you for your hospitality, Chen will say goodbye." ”

Ning Baifeng stood up and saluted while holding on to the pillar.

Yuan Tai didn't react, leaning lazily, shaking the dirty shoes.

The shopkeeper stood up and prepared to see off the guests.

Ning Baifeng nodded and said: "This farewell, I don't know when we will meet next time, Ning Baifeng hereby wishes Mr. Cultivation to be a great progress, and his wish will come true." ”

Chen Songfeng smiled and nodded.

Others wish him great progress in cultivation and the fulfillment of his wishes, it will only be auspicious words, and what Ning Baifeng said is already the future that he can see.

Chen Songfeng was about to leave, but when he turned around, he suddenly remembered something, and said softly: "Go to the palace before leaving, after all, he is a **mortal." ”

He didn't say anything superfluous, but the meaning was obvious, if Ning Baifeng left for tens of years or nearly a hundred years, and when he came back, Ji Wu would probably be a pile of dry bones in the grave.

Ning Baifeng thought about it and nodded.

Chen Songfeng didn't say more, turned around and walked into the snow, stepped on the snow, pushed open the courtyard door and strode away.

Seeing the Confucian scholar leave, Ning Baifeng looked up at the sky, and there was some indescribable complicated taste.

The shopkeeper took the servant and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and the porcelain bowls collided with a crisp sound, shattering all Ning Baifeng's melancholy.

He glanced down, turned slowly, and went into the room.

When he passed by Yuantai's side, he hooked the chair under Yuantai's ass with one foot and pulled it down instantly.

Yuantai fell directly.

"Young master, you're full!"

There was a grumbling voice from behind Yuantai.

With a hint of a smile on the corner of Ning Baifeng's mouth, Shi Shiran walked back into the house.