Chapter 13: You still say you are not a god!
The next day, when the two were on the road again, Huang Rong still sat in front of the horse and asked with a smile: “Brother, can the “Nine Yang Magic” really compare with the “Nine Yin Manual”? ”
“Of course.”
Shen Xingke nodded with a smile.
“There are different opinions about the origin of this martial art. One is that it was created by Bodhidharma. The other is that a monk with great martial arts skills borrowed the “Nine Yin Manual” from Wang Chongyang and read it. He knew that the yin energy was too strong and it was harmful to the harmony of nature, so he created this martial art to curb the “Nine Yin Manual”…”
Huang Rong tilted her head slightly and listened to Shen Xingke’s story about the origin of the “Nine Yang Magic”. At the end, she worriedly said: “But brother, you want to learn martial arts. At this age, will you…”
Worried in her heart, she also secretly decided that if her brother wanted to learn, she would try her best to find a way to let him learn this martial art.
“Give it a try. The original world didn’t have these magical martial arts. Since this world has them, we have to try to learn them anyway.”
Shen Xingke didn’t know if he could learn martial arts since he had already missed the best age to practice martial arts.
In fact, this was one of Shen Xingke’s attempts to find a way to return to Zishan.
He still couldn’t figure out the magic of the Xuanguang Pei. He just thought that after cultivating his internal force, he would inject it into the Xuanguang Pei, maybe it would change.
No matter what the change was, as long as there was, it was better than the current situation where there was no reaction.
Huang Rong bit her lip. She really wanted to teach Shen Xingke martial arts now, but everything she learned came from her father. Without Huang Yaoshi’s permission, she couldn’t pass it on to others without authorization.
When I see my father, I must ask him for permission to teach my eldest brother martial arts – the little girl thought secretly in her heart.
Just like in the original novel, after she met Guo Jing, she tried her best to get the North Beggar’s unique skills for him. This girl will give her all her best to someone she loves.
“Then brother, since you have never learned martial arts, why don’t I teach you some basic skills on the way?”
“If you want to learn martial arts, you must remember the meridians and acupuncture points throughout your body and the methods of qi circulation.”
After having a heart-to-heart talk with Shen Xingke last night, Huang Rong also revealed her origins and her identity as a girl. He didn’t hide it from her, and she would never hide it from him.
“That’s good… But compared to this, I would rather see your daughter’s appearance, ‘little brother’.”
“Brother…” Huang Rong’s eyes were misty, biting her lips, and glared at Shen Xingke shyly.
…Dividing line…
Passing by a town, the two of them stayed overnight as the sky gradually darkened. After booking a yard, Huang Rong said to Shen Xingke, “Brother, wait a moment. I’ll be back soon.”
After that, without waiting for Shen Xingke to ask again, the little girl disappeared in a flash.
The figure that was flying high and high made Shen Xingke sigh in admiration.
Is this Qinggong? He was in the air without any leverage, but he could move around magically.
He sat in the yard, took off the Xuanguang Pei and stroked it carefully.Touch.
This thing can bring him to this martial arts world, it is hard to say whether it will also bring him to the world of immortal cultivation in the future.
After a long time, a waiter came quickly, followed by several people, each holding a plate of delicious food.
Just smelling it from a distance makes people salivate.
“Sir, this is a girl who borrowed the kitchen of our store to prepare it for you. You are so lucky!”
As soon as he came up, the waiter nodded and smiled, and asked someone to put the five dishes on the table.
“Girl…”
Shen Xingke looked up at the sky. No wonder Huang Rong didn’t come back for so long. It wouldn’t take so long to change her clothes.
After throwing some tips to the waiter to make him more enthusiastic, Shen Xingke asked these people to leave.
Shen Xingke looked at the five dishes in front of him, sniffed them, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
This is much more delicious than the food made by Nuwa’s automatic cooking pot, although that thing has a very high technical content and has all the functions of frying, stir-frying, deep-frying, steaming, stewing and boiling.
Suddenly, the sound of rings and pendants jingled.
A fragrant breeze blew over, and Shen Xingke’s eyes blurred, and he saw a pretty woman standing in front of him.
The woman had long hair draped over her shoulders, dressed in white, and a golden belt tied around her hair, shining brightly.
The girl was in her prime, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as white as snow, extremely beautiful, and a beautiful face that could not be looked at directly.
Shen Xingke looked at the fairy-like girl in front of him, and his eyes lit up slightly.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you recognize me?” Seeing the surprise in Shen Xingke’s eyes, Huang Rong was embarrassed and happy, and asked crisply, “Do you still call me little brother now?”
Shen Xingke raised his eyebrows: “It’s not impossible…”
Huang Rong: “?”
“Just brother, you smell so good.”
Huang Rong was very embarrassed, and she gently knocked on Shen Xingke’s arm with her fist, and said angrily: “Brother Xing is so bad!”
“Brother Xing?”
“Don’t you like it?” Huang Rong sat opposite him and took the initiative to set the dishes for Shen Xingke, “I want to call you Brother Xing or Brother Ke, you can also call me Rong’er, that’s what Daddy calls me.”
Suddenly, thinking of what Shen Xingke said to her, she smiled again: “Or do you prefer Rong’er to call you ‘Brother Taiyi’?”
“Whatever Rong’er likes.”
Shen Xingke called Rong’er and Huang Rong was very happy, and she served him dishes more diligently.
“Come on, come on, Brother Xing, try it. This dish is called Jade Flute Whose Family Listens to Falling Plum Blossoms, this is Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night, this is Good Match Soup, and there are also Mandarin Duck Butterfly Knife and Rising Tide in the Sea.”
“I haven’t been eating or sleeping well these days. Brother Xing has worked hard!”
But Shen Xingke didn’t pick up his chopsticks right away, but looked at Huang Rong’s white hands.
“What’s wrong?”
“I was wondering, Rong’er, how did you make these dishes with your hands? Let me see it with my own eyes next time?”
“Okay!” Huang Rong was even happier and took the initiative toShen Xingke picked up some food, “It’s just that you can only have a chance after you stay in the city if you are in a hurry.”
“That’s not necessarily true.” Shen Xingke tasted it, nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly tapped the bowl with the ring on his thumb under Huang Rong’s puzzled eyes.
Huang Rong’s almond eyes widened, staring blankly at the Haoqiu soup that disappeared on the table.
“This ring is quite magical like the mustard seed of Sumeru, and it can hold a lot of things. We can go and buy enough ingredients, pots and seasonings, so that even if we sleep in the wilderness, we can still taste Rong’er’s cooking.”
Shen Xingke put out the Haoqiu soup again, and Huang Rong screamed in surprise, circling around Shen Xingke.
“Brother Xing, are you really not a god? You are actually Taiyi, right? No, no, I want to call you Brother Taiyi!”
“Do you like it? When we get to Zishan, I’ll ask Nuwa to give you a storage ring like this?”
“Nu… Nuwa!? Nuwa Niangniang!? Brother Taiyi, you still say you are not a god!”
“If I were a god, why would I learn martial arts?”
The setting sun cast countless long shadows on the earth, and the laughter of the girls in the courtyard dispelled the natural melancholy of dusk.
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