Returning from the full level: I have covered that sick child

"Master!" Dongfang Yi's voice was so loud that all the candidates in the examination hall heard it.

Today is a day off. After the morning training of the Eastern Wing, he rushed to Kinmen City to support his master.

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

Xu Xingguang looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw Dongfang Yi standing in front of the statue of King of Medicine, holding a glass of fruit drink in his left hand and holding a small flag saying 'You must pass every test' in his right hand.

There is no need to go to school, the Eastern Wing is not wearing the college uniform today.

He wore a dark green short-sleeved long T-shirt and old-style denim wide-leg pants with floor-length trousers, and paired with his ear-length hair with purple highlights, he looked like a conspicuous bag.

What style of clothing has Xu Xingguang never seen before?

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

Xu Xingguang didn't really want to get close to the conspicuous bag, but Dongfang Yi immediately locked onto her presence and ran over quickly.

"Master, are the questions difficult? After writing the test paper for so long, are your hands sore? Are you tired?" Dongfang Yi quickly handed the fruit tea to Xu Xingguang, "This is the fruit tea I bought in the city. This is the only beverage shop in Kinmen City that uses real materials.”

"It's Qingti flavor. Master, please try it."

Xu Xingguang prefers cherries, but she is not a picky person, so she doesn't want to waste Dongfang Yi's hard work, so she holds the drink in one hand and takes a sip.

Dongfang Yi put the small flag into his trouser pocket and quickly helped Xu Xingguang squeeze his arms and shoulders, muttering: "I specially learned a few professional shoulder and neck massage and relaxation techniques on the Internet. I will give the master a massage."

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Xu Xingguang blinked and wanted to say that he was not tired, but found that the massage force of Dongfang Wing was very comfortable, so he stopped again.

"Okay." 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 Medicine King. I heard that worshiping it will help you pass every exam. Do you want to worship it?"

Dongfang Yi only knew that Xu Xingguang was a master of ancient martial arts, but he didn't know her strength in the medical field, so he just wanted to worship the statue of King of Medicine and successfully pass the written examination.

"Why do you want to worship him?" Xu Xingguang looked indifferent, "It is better to worship a dog than to worship him."

Dongfang Yi was stunned.

He jogged to catch up with Xu Xingguang and asked her if she had any objections to Yao Wang, but Xu Xingguang felt dirty even mentioning the word Yao Wang.

Xu Xingguang was about to take the bus to the city gate, but Dongfang Yi said: "My father has a day off today. He drove me here specially. Master, please go back with me."

Xu Xingguang had never met Dongfang Yi's father, so he nodded in agreement out of various considerations.

Dongfang Taoan didn't know when Xu Xingguang would finish the exam, so he sat in the car and wrote a novel.Dongfang Tao An is an online author who writes ancient martial arts legends. He is not famous but very addictive.

He carries his handheld notebook for writing novels wherever he goes. At this moment, he is sitting at the stone table in the park writing novels.

Wearing glasses that match his computer, he typed quickly on the wireless keyboard with both hands, making bursts of pebble sound effects.

Xu Xingguang guessed what Dongfang Tao An was doing when he saw this posture. "Is your father creating?"

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

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

"I am also a novelist in the secular world."

Dongfang Yi sighed: "What a fate. Master, are you a very good 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 did not dare to claim to be great, and said objectively: "I write suspense stories, which can be regarded as a small achievement among authors of the same age, but compared with the predecessors who created suspense masterpieces, I am still far behind. A lot."

"In terms of influence and achievements as a writer, my mother is much more powerful than me."

"Wow, it turns out that Master was born in a literary family." She felt a little embarrassed when she thought that both Master and her mother were accomplished writers, but her father had been writing novels for more than ten years and was still at the stage of generating electricity for love.

"My father is not as good as you, but I think the stories he writes are very attractive, and I am his loyal reader." Dongfang Yi mentioned his father with an admiring tone.

Xu Xingguang nodded and said, "As long as there are people who appreciate it, your father's works are not worthless."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yi laughed lightly.

"Dad!" He waved to Dongfang Tao An.

Dongfang Tao An took off his glasses and looked up at them.

Is this the end of the written test?
Xu Xingguang didn't know Dongfang Tao An, but Dongfang Tao An deliberately hid in the dark and observed Xu Xingguang after learning that Dongfang Yi had become Xu Xingguang's master and studied ancient martial arts with her all day long.

After he recognized Xu Xingguang, he subconsciously turned off his handheld computer, put the keyboard and computer into his briefcase, and then stood up and walked towards them.

There are still 3 minutes left before the handover time, so Xu Xingguang should have handed in the paper in advance.

As expected of Elder Tanan's student, he is so smart.

Dongfang Tao'an took the initiative to extend his right hand to Xu Xingguang. The palm of his hand was broad and had the cocoon of a martial artist. "Hello, Doctor Xu, I am Xiaoyi's father, and my name is Dongfang Tao'an."

"Hello, Mr. Tao An." The moment Xu Xingguang shook hands with him, he noticed that the inner strength in his palm was unstable. This was caused by the lack of professional and systematic training and the too complicated ancient martial arts methods he practiced.

"Mr. Tao An's internal force is disordered. It is recommended that there is no need to practice all the ancient martial arts secrets." With a slight exertion on her wrist, she turned Dongfang Tao An's right hand over, with the back of his hand facing up.

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

Dongfang Tao An was shocked when he heard this.

Only experts who are experts in ancient martial arts can accurately judge the opponent's internal strength just through skin contact.

"Doctor Xu, do you have any recommended training secrets?" The Dongfang family has not had a true master of ancient martial arts for more than 200 years. Dongfang Tao An is a wild man who has learned very complex things and practiced blindly.

He knows a little bit of everything, but only a little bit of everything.

Even though his attainments in ancient martial arts were average, his body was almost exhausted from the torture.

He also discovered something strange about his body, but couldn't find a good way to do it, so he kept putting it off.

Seeing that Xu Xingguang could tell his physical problems with just a handshake and give him 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 everyone was practicing ancient martial arts, not necessarily to become a master, but simply to keep fit.

At that time, orthodox introductory training manuals of ancient martial arts could be found in various martial arts halls and libraries. Only the advanced training secrets of ancient martial arts families would not be passed on to the outside world.

Xu Xingguang didn't know how many ancient martial arts secrets were still circulating in the Shenwu world.However, Dongfang Tao An, who was born in the Dongfang family, could not find the orthodox ancient martial arts training manual, and it was probably lost long ago.

"Does the Sino-Chongqing Alliance still have martial arts schools?"

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

Dongfang Tao An said: "There are no formal martial arts schools even in the Imperial City, only a few ancient martial arts museum exhibition halls."

"It seems that the ancient martial arts has been completely lost." Xu Xingguang felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that the ancient martial arts that was once so prosperous and leading the trend has now declined to the point where even an ancient martial arts gym can't be found.

She took a sip of the fruit tea and said, "In a few days, I will ask Xiaoyi to bring a training booklet to Mr. Tao An." It just so happened that the soldiers of the Ming Family Legion could also practice according to that booklet.

Ancient martial arts have been lost, but the masters of ancient martial arts are not dead yet.

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

When Dongfang Tao An heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly thanked Xu Xingguang. "Thank you, Doctor Xu."

"Don't thank me in a hurry. Instead of practicing ancient martial arts, you should take good care of your body now." Xu Xingguang stared at Dongfang Tao An's protruding tendons and said, "You are just a person who has been blown too much right now." If you continue to practice ancient martial arts blindly, you will die suddenly."

"The correct approach is to let go first and then practice ancient martial arts."

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

When Xu Xingguang asked about the prescription, Dongfang Tao An quickly explained the prescription in detail.

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

"Elder Tanan is an old senior with profound medical knowledge. There is no problem with this prescription. However, there are several herbs in the prescription she gave you that can be replaced with herbs with better effects."

Xu Xingguang casually mentioned three medicinal materials that have the same effect, but are more effective and have fewer side effects.

Dongfang Tao An is in the business of selling medicinal materials, and he is no stranger to the medicinal materials Xu Xingguang mentioned, "They are all top-quality medicinal materials."

The best medicinal herbs cost 20 silver coins to start with.

It would take at least several strains of his body to be completely cured.

Gritting his teeth, Dongfang Tao An said: "Listen to Dr. Xu, I will try changing the dressing. Dr. Xu, if there is nothing else, let's go back to Wuyuan Town first."

"it is good."

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 was more like looking at the brightest star in the night sky.

"Doctor Xu, you are really surprising me." No wonder Xiaoyi talks about his master all day long.

With such an excellent master, how could any disciple not be proud?

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

When it came to creation, Dongfang Tao An became less reserved and chatted with Xu Xingguang. "Me? I just wrote when I had nothing to do. I wrote several works. Although no one paid attention to them, I enjoyed them."

"I like to write about ancient martial arts and chivalrous stories about self-sacrifice for others." Dongfang Tao An seemed to be a different person, speaking eloquently and endlessly.

Dongfang Yi listened helplessly, blushing for his father.

On the contrary, Xu Xingguang always listened patiently, echoed seriously, and occasionally expressed his own opinions.

The two of them talked happily, like a couple who had been together for the rest of the year.

Dongfang Yi propped his chin with one hand and sent a message to Ming Lan in boredom: [Brother, I’m so bored. 】Minglan: 【When I’m bored, I come to the farmland to spray pesticides. 】

Dongfang Yi pretended not to see it and stopped replying to messages.

The more Dongfang Tao An and Xu Xingguang chatted, the more they became more and more lively. A lot of inspiration suddenly came to his mind. He suddenly had the urge to land the car on the spot and take out his computer to write on the spot.

Back in Wuyuan Town, Dongfang Taoan took out the drying clothes from the washing machine and folded them, then took a cup of coffee and went into the study to immerse himself in creation.

Dongfang Yi sat in the yard with a numb look on his face, looking at the practice piles, and thought to himself: 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 first went to No. 18 Medicine Field.

Seeing that Minglan was spraying the medicinal materials in a good manner, she walked to Elder Tanan's door post with peace of mind and sat down, drinking tea and writing something on her handheld computer.

As evening approached, Ming Lan walked out of the medicine field gate with a tired look on his face, dragging his heavy shackles and carrying a spray bottle on his back.

He took off the spray bottle, sat down on a rock, and looked numbly at Xu Xingguang, who was leisurely drinking tea in the gate.

It was the first time for the prince to do such hard work, and he almost lost half his life.

Xu Xingguang was typing on the keyboard, but he didn't take him to heart at all.

Minglan calmed down for a while, washed her hands, and walked slowly into the gate. She stood next to Xu Xingguang and watched for a while, realizing that she was not cracking other people's firewalls, but writing documents.

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

Minglan leaned against the door frame, licked her dry lips, and asked her, "Sister Xingguang, what are you writing?"

"Introduction to ancient martial arts training manual." Xu Xingguang said.

Minglan was ecstatic.

Only then did he suddenly remember that Lin Piaopiao was recognized as a super expert in ancient martial arts.It is said that in that era when there were so many strong men, not even the strongest men of the Fifth Family and Cang Clan could get any benefit from her.

"I've seen movies and TV shows where the top ancient martial arts masters can cultivate to the point where their souls and souls become one, right?"

"Unity of soul and spirit?" Xu Xingguang shook his head, doing two things at once. While writing documents quickly, he explained to Ming Lan: "This statement is wrong. The essence of our practice of ancient martial arts is to calm down through meditation and carefully sense every meridian in our body. Bloodline.”

"Whether humans, beasts, plants, or wind and rain, we are all part of the world. When we can correctly and clearly understand the greatness, weakness, and magic of our bodies, we can greatly improve our health by manipulating the meridians and blood vessels. to unleash the hidden potential within us."

"Use our potential to get help from natural forces, and the strength of natural forces that practitioners of ancient martial arts can obtain is reflected in our ancient martial arts ranks."

"The top super strong ones can control wind, control rain, and even move mountains and fill seas."

"The unity of soul and spirit mentioned in movies and TV shows is actually when ancient martial arts practitioners enter a state of deep meditation. Our spirit separates from our body, integrates with nature, and successfully calls on the help of the power of nature."

Ming Lan was stunned for a while after hearing this.

"That's it." He lowered his head to look at his hand, and it was his hand. He couldn't imagine what he would see in the eyes of a top ancient martial artist.

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

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

She stared at the slender and well-proportioned but not weak fingers, and said calmly: "I saw flesh and blood, I saw the crisscrossing meridians and blood vessels, I saw the flowers all over the mountains and fields, I saw the ancient trees reaching into the sky, I saw The wind blowing on my face”

Ming Lan seemed to understand her words.

Xu Xingguang stared straight at Minglan and said profoundly: "Human beings are far from being as powerful as humans think. After we die, we are just a pile of fertilizer that nourishes all things."

"When you feel that you are invincible, that's when you are eliminated by nature. Every truly powerful ancient martial arts master must be a believer in awe of nature."

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

The thing appeared suddenly and disappeared too quickly. Before Ming Lan could reach out to grab it, it was gone.

He thought thoughtfully for a long time, then frowned and said, "You think that when super-powerful people think that they have acquired superpowers and can be invincible and can dominate the life and death of all creatures in the world, they are actually wrong. "

"But why do they still exist?"

Minglan's eyes revealed a kind of powerless anger. He asked Xu Xingguang: "Why are civilians' lives becoming more and more desperate and miserable, while super-powerful people still rule the world?"

Xu Xingguang was a little too calm. She said, "Nature is tempting them to their destruction. Haven't you seen it yet?"

Minglan was stunned.

Thinking of the severe lack of food currently facing the Shenwu world, the imminent outbreak of famine, and the hellish ending of the human race's destruction, Ming Lan was speechless for a moment, and his mouth was filled with astringency.

Seeing that Minglan was deeply shocked, annoyed and heartbroken, Xu Xingguang analyzed it more sharply: "The super-powerful people moved the surviving civilians to the three continents. They could have thrived in this safe and vast world. , to continue civilization. But what did they do?"

"Slaughter the green-blooded humans, exploit the common people, wreak havoc on land resources, and blindly pursue the development of super-powerful technology. Putting the cart before the horse, it was wrong from the beginning!"

"Now they have ended up with a serious lack of food, which is the retribution they deserve."

"You in the Shenwu world hold the worst cards, but you play the worst cards. But in the secular world, which you call the 'infection zone', they are in hell, hold the worst cards, but play the most beautiful cards. ending."

"Nature is phasing out the entire world of divine martial arts, can't you see it yet?"

Minglan's face was pale.

He suddenly turned and fled.

Minglan squatted beside a small stream at the foot of the slope of No. 18 Medicine Field. He used the stones he picked up to float on the water. Staring at the undulating waves, Minglan felt the 'fear' very clearly.

He once thought that the demise of the Shenwu world was something far away from him, but today he discovered with horror that the Shenwu world had reached its end.

He couldn't see a glimmer of hope to save the Shenwu world.

Suddenly, a small branch hit his shoulder. Ming Lan turned around and looked up, and saw Xu Xingguang standing on the slope.

She stepped on the flight balancer in her hands and feet and asked him: "Will you come back?"

Ming Lan quickly stood up and climbed up the slope with the heavy shackles.

Xu Xingguang stared at his doggy style and laughed at him: "He is taller than anyone else, but less capable than anyone else."

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

Ming Lan bought a flight balancer, and he originally planned to replace it with one for Xu Xingguang, but Xu Xingguang said it was not necessary because she was already used to the one from Dongfang Wing.

The two flew back to Wuyuan Town on the balancer. Minglan naturally took over 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 world of martial arts has become what it is now. You don't need to be ashamed of it. But as a super powerful person, you should use your powers correctly. Go protect those who need your protection."

Ming Lan felt better after being enlightened by her.

It took Xu Xingguang five or six hours to compile the practice manual for novices in ancient martial arts. She sent the document to Huo Wen'an and Ming Feng respectively.

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

He called Xiaoqiao and told him: "I have given you a document. You should compile it into a book and send it to all the people in Baize Realm."

Xiaoqiao opened Zhi Nao and checked the files.

"Introductory training book of ancient martial arts?" Xiaoqiao was a little surprised.

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

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

Xiaoqiao was about to ask in detail which groups of people needed to practice ancient martial arts, when she heard Huo Wen'an say: "Everyone, including super powerful people, including you, must practice it."

"Ah?" Xiaoqiao's pink hair stood up.

"Why?" Xiaoqiao couldn't understand.

Zheng Qin's office was just outside Huo Wen'an's office. The door was open, and Zheng Qin heard their conversation.

Zheng Qin was working and said without raising his head: "What is the helm? That is the navigator. They can smell the scent of icebergs hidden in the sea water. Don't ask, just ask, his arrangement makes sense."

Xiaoqiao rolled her eyes and saw that Huo Wen'an didn't want to say more, so she turned and left the office.Passing by Zheng Qin's table, he stopped and laughed at him: "You're a flatterer."

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

Xiaoqiao sneered, "Believe it or not, if you take off your pants, I'll be bigger than you."

Zheng Qin smiled provocatively and provoked him: "Then take off your clothes on the spot and see. The one who dares not to take off his clothes is the grandson."

A pen suddenly flew out of Huo Wen'an's office, and the tip of the pen plunged straight into the hard table. "How about you both take off your clothes and go outside and let everyone compete with you?"

Staring at the pen stuck straight on the table, the soles of Xiaoqiao's feet were greased, and Zheng Qin also closed his mouth, not daring to talk any more.

After a long while, Huo Wen'an's voice came again from the room: "Zheng Qin, pack up. You and Uncle Ying will set off tomorrow."

Zheng Qin tilted his head and asked with a confused look, "Should I also go to the Sino-Chongqing Alliance to study medicine?" Ying Ziyao will be sent to Yaowang City to study medicine tomorrow.

He was old and a gangster. Both Yaowang Medical College and Shenwu Medical College refused to admit him. Only Wanxiang Medical College had the most lenient admissions conditions and did not dislike him for being a gangster.

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 Science Department of Toyo Alliance Institute of Technology to report."

Zheng Qin hated the 'Eastern Alliance' as soon as he heard about it. In addition to hatred, there was also fear. "Should I go to school too?"

"No, you go do odd jobs."

Zheng Qin: "."

He is worse than Ying Ziyao!
Uncle Ying is still a student after all, but he can only sneak into the Institute of Science and Technology as a handyman to learn skills from his teachers.

Dear friends, do you feel tired after reading six thousand words?Is it better to divide it into three thousand and one chapters, or not to divide it into chapters?