Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

"The situation in the world is from my generation. Once I entered the rivers and lakes, I was reminded by the years, and I was talking and laughing in Huang Tu's hegemony. I couldn't bear the drunkenness of life..."

After finishing the business of Mantuo Villa, Ning Xiu wandered the rivers and lakes alone.

This road has beautiful mountains and rivers, and Ning Xiu recites poems loudly, and his mind is happy.

He rode the Yezhao Lion non-stop all the way, and drove for a few days. According to the map given to him by his master, he was probably approaching the boundary of Mount Heng at this time.

Maps are extremely precious, because it takes a lot of manpower and material resources, and it takes a long, long time to draw a map.

The map that Li Yun gave Ning Xiu was several feet square, depicting the complex terrain south of the Yangtze River. The map marked the famous sects of the rivers and lakes, the locations of famous mountains and rivers, and the flow of the major tributaries of the Yangtze River...

With the help of the map, combined with the result of his asking for directions, Ning Xiu can probably judge that he has arrived at the border of Hunan and is almost at the location of Mount Heng.

The accent of the people here is too strong, Ning Xiu can't understand it, and there are many names in the same place, Ning Xiu thought it over and gave this judgment.

After driving for a while, Ning Xiu saw that the horse was tired, and there was a tea stand at the foot of the mountain ahead. It was hot enough to rest his feet, so he stopped waving the whip, got off the horse and led him, and started walking slowly.

A small shed was built with a few pieces of coarse cloth, and a few water boilers were placed on top of which were covered sand pots, steaming.

The tea stall was set up by an old man, his face was wrinkled with age, and he was sitting on a small stool by the stove, fanning the bellows, sweating even if he wore a short hexagram.

"Old man, bring a pot of tea." Ning Xiu tied his horse to the tree and shouted over there.

"I want some tea!"

The old man replied, but Ning Xiu couldn't understand what it meant, and guessed in his heart that the reply knew something.

This tea stand is very simple, with only one table and four benches, and a few smooth large stones piled up on one side to serve as chairs.

"This brother, drink tea too, come and sit, come and sit."

There were six people in short jackets or long shirts sitting at that table, and they seemed to be people who were resting and drinking tea here when they were tired from the journey. Seeing Ning Xiu come over to say hello warmly, he couldn't understand what he was saying, so he nodded with an embarrassed smile. Go to sit on the stone pier.

"Don't panic, I'll come and give you a basket of water when I pass by."

Seeing that the water boiled, the old man who boiled the water took out an earthen bowl, put it in a ladle and scalded it with boiling water first, then took the bowl and set it up for the people at the table, and then gave Ning Xiu a bowl.

"This old man is really particular, and he has to rinse the bowl."

One of the six spoke out, and this time Ning Xiu understood, and stood up to look at that person, "This friend, I'm here for the first time, and I can't speak, so I really didn't understand just now."

"It's a small matter, it turned out to be just a misunderstanding, my friend, if you don't mind, come here and sit, it's too hot over there."

"Okay, thank you."

As soon as Ning Xiu took his seat, a group of people clasped their fists and started talking. With the explanation from the person just now, Ning Xiu immediately returned the salute with clasped fists and said some polite words.

Ning Xiu's demeanor is extraordinary, and everyone sighed when they saw it, and solved the previous misunderstanding, and naturally gave birth to the intention of making friends.

"What's your friend's name?" the man asked aloud, wearing bunts and showing his arms.

"I'm resting in peace."

"Your Majesty, Li Qing, this time I came to Hengshan City to participate in Mr. Liu Zhengfeng Liu's Golden Basin Handwashing Conference. These are the heroes I met on the way. This is..."

Seeing that Ning Xiu had an extraordinary bearing and was equipped with a long sword, he thought he was a person from the Jianghu who had been invited to attend the meeting of the Liu Manor, so he directly stated his intentions and invited Ning Xiu to sit down and drink tea together.

"Hello, everyone." After Li Qing's introduction, Ning Xiu handed him over again, knowing it in his heart.

I had indeed arrived at the boundary of Mount Heng, and it coincided with Liu Zhengfeng holding the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, planning to withdraw from the arena.

At this time, the old man over there took out some tea from his pocket and poured some into his palm. Everyone laughed and said, "This tea is good, and the old man is reluctant to drink it."

Those people chatted with the old man again, talking and laughing, but Ning Xiu didn't understand a word, only knew that the old man was making tea and they were chatting.

"Brother Ning, they said that the old man took the tea out of his pocket, it must be good tea."

"really? Haha."

Ning Xiu also felt happy, and waited silently. After a while, a pot of tea was brought up.

Several people poured tea, poured a little green tea into the bowl, said some festive words to each other, and then began to clink glasses.

A bowl of tea actually tasted like good wine after being drunk by them.

"This is jasmine tea." Ning Xiu tasted the tea in one sip. The scent of jasmine lingered in his mouth. Because it was just boiling and his mouth was hot, they just sipped a little.

The weather was so hot that the temperature of the tea could not be lowered, so Ning Xiu held the bowl in his hand and said, "This tea is too hot, why don't I let it cool down, it will be comfortable to drink."

Li Qing looked at Ning Xiu, "Oh, brother Ning, what's the best idea?"

"Look."

I saw that Ning Xiu's hand holding the bowl didn't move, the yin energy in his dantian gushed out from his meridians, and the surrounding air suddenly dropped.

buzz...

"Oh!"

"What kind of kung fu is this?!"

After a burst of amazement, a thin layer of ice formed at the bottom of the bowl, and then the hot tea in the bowl also froze into ice cubes.

Then Ning Xiu changed his yang attribute to output internal energy, the ice cubes melted, and a bowl of herbal tea was just like that.

"It is rumored that Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, has a unique internal skill, which can condense ice out of thin air, which is miraculous. Could it be that..."

"This brother Ning is a high-ranking disciple of the left head of the Songshan School?!"

The crowd guessed Ning Xiu's identity one after another. This low-key young handsome man was a disciple of Zuo Lengchan, who had learned his unique magic skills, and he could condense ice with his movements.

Ning Xiu frowned. An ambitious villain like Zuo Lengchan is also worthy of being his master?

This kind of person is not even worthy of carrying the shoes of his master.

Li Qing got up, coughed in a clear voice, and said respectfully, "Brother Ning, did you learn from the left head of the Songshan School? I didn't know it before, please forgive me if I am disrespectful."

The rest of the people did not dare to drink tea and were at a loss.

Compared to the Five Sacred Sword Sect, these idlers from the Jianghu are all low-level characters. Today, seeing this internal skill master who is suspected to be a high-ranking disciple of the Songshan Sect, they immediately feel awe.

He also secretly wondered why this person acted so low-key, not as arrogant and conceited as the people from the Five Sacred Sword Sect.

Ning Xiu replied, "I'm not some Songshan Zuolengchan's apprentice, so you don't need to praise me like that."

In an instant, Li Qing made up a lot of thoughts, but one thing is true, that is, the young man in front of him has shocking internal power, and he is definitely not something people like himself can offend.

"Brother Ning has practiced kung fu very well, I really admire him."

"Me too."

Several people were amazed at Ning Xiu's kung fu of turning water into ice. At this moment, he was not as casual as before, and treated Ning Xiu a lot more politely.

Ning Xiu took a sip of herbal tea, and when the scorching sun came down and served such a mouthful of ice, it really felt good from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet.

Several people substituted tea for wine and drank heartily.

Wait until checkout.

"Old man, how much?"

"Give it whatever you want." The old man waved his hand and didn't care about the tea money.

Because Ning Xiu had Xiaolu's hand before, they would not ask Ning Xiu to pay, one by one rushed to give the money, and gave the old man more than 30 copper coins.

This tea has unlimited refills, as long as you want to drink it, you can continue to drink it, and you can give it whatever you want, really.

Ning Xiu asked Li Qingbang to ask how many years the old man had been selling tea here.

The old man replied that he couldn't remember clearly. He said that he had been selling tea since he was a child, and it had been a long time in the past, maybe forty or fifty years.

After listening, Ning Xiu looked at those teapots with pulp, they were many years old.

A small tea stall received an unknown number of passers-by, hiding under a small shed, and replacing wine with tea, so it is not a world.

--How much?

——For the same money, I would like to drink that and fight that

——How much is a pot?

— Give whatever you want.

In just a few sentences, there will be fireworks in the world, and there will be simplicity of people.

Maybe the tea is not tea, if you don’t pay attention to it, you will get sick if you drink it. These words are always there. For forty or fifty years, every passer-by has said something more or less, but they still can’t stand the thin smoke on the teapot , the patina precipitated by the years, try to drink a pot, a bowl, hot tea into the belly, the rumors linger around the firewood, and the bellows blew, and it dissipated.

When writing novels, unless they are written specifically for themselves, authors who want to achieve success are very concerned about readers' opinions on their works, which is inevitable.

But my personal thoughts are like the old tea stand in this chapter. Some people think it is unhygienic, some people think it is unhealthy, and some people think it is down-to-earth and tastes right. The novel is a very happy thing for me now, and I will definitely finish writing this book.

In fact, it is false to say that I don’t care about other people’s comments. Everyone thinks it’s good. Please support me a lot. I’m grateful. Everyone said that there is something wrong. I don’t know how to attack with words. way to change. Stand-alone life is very sad, if someone scolds me, I will think: at least some readers are watching.

Finally, I would like to thank the fifty or so readers who have been following up every day, and those who voted for me. Because of your support, I will continue to work hard and do my best to present everyone with my best state.