Chapter 295: Seniority difference
In martial arts all over the world, various techniques have always been divided into grades.
Just like the Iron Sand Palm and Feiyun Kick Techniques practiced by Su Chuanping, all of them are Huang Jie martial arts, which are on the same level as Ning Daoran's Silver Dragon Spear Technique. It's just that they can't practice Huang Jie Wushu to return to their original nature.
The resources in the world of cultivating immortals are extremely scarce, and the resources of martial arts are the same. In order to improve martial arts, the so-called masters, martial arts immortals and their like are also beaten to death.
Long Wushan is known as the overlord of martial arts by relying on the Heavenly Rank Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, and Su Chuanping, a martial arts master in the mortal world, can naturally only practice some yellow rank martial arts.
In order to practice martial arts, those martial arts lunatics would do anything. Some even rubbed their faces with sea salt, squeezed their bodies with iron filings, and used every conceivable method to temper their bodies.
Therefore, Su Chuanping did not become obsessed with practicing Iron Sand Palm, but tried to "quench the poison" of the Iron Sand Palm he practiced, so he added various poisonous weeds to sandbags and woks. Hitting someone not only hurts, but also has endless consequences.
Cats have cat ways, rats have rat ways. This kind of martial arts master who lives at the bottom of martial arts can only improve himself in this way.
"Divine Doctor Ning..."
Su Mei pursed her red lips: "Can my father's injury... be cured?"
"I can try."
Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves: "You all get out."
"Yes!"
Everyone exited the hut.
Ning Daoran immediately started treatment.
He is not a miraculous doctor. He relies purely on the Evergreen Art to make a living. However, Su Chuanping's physical poisoning requires special treatment under special circumstances, so Ning Daoran plans to create a precedent for surgical surgery in the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World on this day!
"Shuashuashua~~~"
Two golden silk swords whizzed out, and Ning Daoran spit out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire to burn the sword blades to disinfect them first.
Then he used the golden sword to cut open the flesh of Su Chuanping's arms. Both of his arms were deeply poisoned and the poisonous blood had to be drained off first, otherwise it would be difficult for the gods to save him.
After the poisonous blood was released, Ning Daoran began to "scrape the bones to cure the poison".
The golden sword scraped the bones, and Su Chuanping was considered a blessed person. He kept frowning while sleeping, and seemed to be able to feel the incomparable pain.
After scraping the bones, Ning Daoran took back the golden sword and fed Su Chuanping to swallow a high-quality true blood pill to replenish his blood and extend his life. Then he took out gauze to help him re-bandage the wound, and then used the Evergreen Secret to help the wound heal.
After such a set of procedures, blood finally appeared on Su Chuanping's face.
……
"Come in." He gently opened the door with a wave of his sleeves.
"Dad!"
Outside, Su Mei walked in quickly. When she saw that Su Chuanping's face had improved a lot, she was overjoyed and immediately knelt down again and said: "Doctor Ning, you are really a miracle doctor!"
"Su Mei, there's no need to be polite, get up."
"Yes."
Ning Daoran frowned: "Everyone, please go out. Master Su needs to rest."
"Yes!"
After everyone exited.
Su Chuanping slowly opened his eyes, and he heard what he just said: "Mr. Ning Xiao has superb medical skills. Su will remember his life-saving grace forever and dare not forget it..."
"You're welcome."
Ning Daoran said: "Master Su, don't try to quench the iron sand palm again in the future. In addition to disgusting your opponents, this method will also cause irreparable damage to your own body. I hope Master Su will think twice." .”
"Yes."
Su Chuanping's old face turned red, feeling quite ashamed.
In this way, it was not suitable for Su Chuanping to move, so he temporarily lived in the drug store.
Su Mei came here every day to deliver meals and vegetables, and she became familiar with Ning Daoran. She no longer called her Miracle Doctor Ning, but changed her name to Brother Ning, which Ning Daoran heard quite smoothly.
A few days later, Su Chuanping was able to get out of bed and play chess with Ning Daoran in the yard, and the two gradually became familiar with each other.
"Old Su, you are so shameless, did you hide my horse?"
"Mr. Ning Xiao, don't make false accusations against good people. I, Su Chuanping, have been upright and aboveboard throughout my life and have superb chess skills. I have never done anything embarrassing... Ahem, regret my chess, regret three moves!"
"Old Su, let's make a rule from now on. The most you can do is regret one step."
"Mr. Ning Xiao goes too far..."
Whenever the two of them played chess, Su Mei would accompany them and smile from time to time.
"Mr. Ning."
Su Chuanping stroked his arm gently and said with a smile: "Su's injury has healed, and it's time to return to the martial arts school. In order to thank Mr. for saving his life, I have specially prepared a table of good wine and food. Mr. Ning will be invited to the banquet tomorrow night. Mr. What do you think?”
"Okay."
Ning Daoran nodded. There was no reason not to go when someone was treating them. Besides, he had a good impression of Su Chuanping and Su Mei and his daughter. Su Chuanping was a straightforward person, and Su Mei was also an intelligent woman.
So, Su Chuanping left the drug store with Su Mei's support that day.
The next day, Ning Daoran closed the medicine shop door and took Da Benlu and Chi Susu to the Su family martial arts hall for a banquet.
At night, the martial arts hall was brightly lit, and many of the disciples in the martial arts hall showed respect when they saw Ning Daoran coming. Only one man with a Chinese character face had his arms crossed and his eyes were cold.
This person's name is Zhong Liang, a martial artist in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, with extremely high martial arts talent. He is the senior brother of the Su Family Martial Arts School and the proud disciple of Su Chuanping.
Moreover, Zhong Liang and Su Mei grew up together as childhood sweethearts. In fact, Su Chuanping had long planned to marry Su Mei to Zhong Liang. When he gets old, the two of them will run the martial arts gym together and carry forward the Su family martial arts gym.
However, during this period, Su Mei often went to the drug store and admired Ning Daoran very much, which made Zhong Liang very unhappy.
On the wine table.
After Zhong Liang toasted, he smiled meaningfully and said: "I wonder where the hometown of Divine Doctor Ning is?" "Qingzhou, what?"
"It's quite strange that the rules in Divine Doctor Ning's hometown are so strange that they can tolerate a spiritual beast eating at the same table." Zhong Liang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with provocation in his eyes.
Ning Daoran snorted coldly: "Lao Lu is my brother and he always eats with me."
"Even so, Divine Doctor Ning should always understand that guests should do as they please."
Zhong Liang smiled faintly: "But it doesn't matter. Doctor Ning saved the master, and he is the benefactor of our Su Family Martial Arts School. It doesn't matter if the spiritual beast comes to the table for dinner."
"Zhong Liang!"
Su Chuanping frowned and said, "It's only been a few glasses of wine, and you've drunk too much?"
"Yes, Master, my disciple made a mistake. Now I propose a toast to apologize to Divine Doctor Ning!" Zhong Liang stood up unsteadily: "Mr. Ning, I made a mistake just now. I hope the miracle doctor will not take it seriously."
"Ouch?"
Da Stupid Deer turned around and glanced at Ning Daoran. This man was so sinister and disgusting. Do you want to kick him to death?
‘Forget it, forget it. ’
Ning Daoran shook his head and said through a message: "Killing this kind of trash will dirty your hooves. We are senior experts. We must act like senior experts and give Lao Su some face." ’
The big stupid deer nodded in agreement.
So, the meal was tasteless. After eating, the two of them went out and returned to the medicine shop.
"Brother Ning!"
In the night, Su Mei chased her out.
She held a big apple in her hand, stepped forward and stuffed it into Ning Daoran's hand, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhong was not like this originally, and I don't know if he took the wrong medicine today. I hope Brother Ning doesn't want it." Just argue with him, I’ll give you a fruit, it’s very sweet, it will calm you down!”
"Well, it's okay."
Ning Daoran nodded and smiled: "Su Mei, please go back. We have also returned to the drug store. We have to open it in the evening."
"Okay!"
Su Mei stood under the tree in front of the martial arts hall, watching Ning Daoran and others go away.
Ning Daoran fed the apples to the white deer. The deer's eyes were bright after eating it. The fruit given by others was indeed sweeter!
……
Life in Jicheng was very peaceful.
Dabenlu, Chi Susu and Xiaobai run the drug store conscientiously, while Ning Daoran keeps squeezing the labor force of the paper substitutes. How can these paper people have any 996? They do not distinguish between day and night, they never have holidays, and their mana is almost exhausted. Naturally Youning Daoran called and was filled with mana.
The Su Family Martial Arts School was quite peaceful. Su Chuanping would often carry a bottle of wine, a few chickens, a big fish or something like that in his free time, rush through the door, and fight with Ning Daoran under the tree for a few rounds of chess. , the dishes and the like are prepared by Da Ben Lu and Su Mei.
So, spring goes to winter, and another year comes in the blink of an eye.
This year, when Ning Daoran was 204 years old, he finally reached the ninth level of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, which was already one level higher than Nie Shentong.
He was a little worried that Nie Shentong would die of old age on the mountain, so he began to plan when to go up the mountain.
Little New Year's Eve.
The backyard of the medicine shop was brightly lit. Su Chuanping and Su Mei brought a lot of wine and meat, saying that since they couldn't spend New Year's Eve with Ning Daoran, they would definitely come over on New Year's Eve.
So, Ning Daoran and Da Benlu took the responsibility themselves and prepared an extremely sumptuous dinner.
This meal even used ingredients such as purple jade spiritual rice, spiritual chicken, spiritual sheep, golden dragon and spiritual carp, and even the wine they drank was replaced by spiritual wine, which shocked the Su family father and daughter.
Especially Su Mei, she is a late-stage Qi Refining monk, so she naturally knows how precious these things Ning Daoran took out.
In the medicine shop, Ning Daoran's cultivation level had been suppressed and blurred. It was not until this moment that Su Mei began to suspect that Brother Ning's realm might have been established.
After three rounds of drinking, Su Chuanping's face turned red, a rare sight. He had drunk too much.
"Old Su!"
Ning Daoran said: "I think Su Mei has a good background in cultivating immortals. Have you ever thought about sending Su Mei up the mountain to cultivate immortals?"
"To be fair, brother, there really isn't one."
Su Chuanping said: "If Mei'er goes up the mountain, who will inherit the Su Family Martial Arts School business?"
"Oops..."
Ning Daoran looked disgusted: "It sounds like how big your Su family's martial arts industry is..."
"Hahahaha~~~"
Su Chuanping laughed knowingly: "No matter what, it is the hard work of our ancestors!"
"Dad, the seniority is messed up!"
Su Mei glanced at her father and said with a smile: "I called you Brother Ning, why did you call me Brother Xian?"
Su Chuanping's face turned red: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we all have our own things to do..."
Soon after, we had enough to eat and drink.
Su Mei said goodbye and helped the staggering Su Chuanping back to the martial arts hall. In the wind and snow, Su Chuanping patted his forehead and kept wondering: "What kind of wine is this? Why is it so high?"
Su Mei looked helpless: "Dad, the things Brother Ning entertained us today are all good things, so just be satisfied."
……
Late at night, the wind and snow still did not stop.
Ning Daoran wore a green shirt and hood and went up the mountain carrying a big gun.
(End of chapter)