Chapter 568 The Disappearing Storyteller

Ye Lingxi practiced on the mountain all afternoon, and finally managed to pierce two silver needles into the tree, but there is still a big gap between ten needles.

"You've only been practicing for a few hours and you can do this, it's already pretty good."

"Master, it's because you know that I know medical skills, and I'm good at using silver needles. For what I already know, let me practice, so I can get started so quickly. Teach me, let the master work hard."

"Not all, in fact, this technique of silver needles is my ability to save my life. When I was walking in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many times I used this trick to save myself. The reason why I do silver needles well is also because I used to be I did it myself, after so many years of doing it, my hands are skillful.”

"So that's it. I thought this silver needle technique was specially designed for me. It turns out that the master really has such abilities."

"The silver needle technique has a name."

"what name?"

"The goddess scattered flowers."

"puff!"

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing." Ye Lingxi couldn't hold back, and smiled awkwardly. This name is really feminine.

"Do you think it looks like a girl's stuff?"

"Yeah, it's a bit like it, but it's just a name, it doesn't matter."

Craftsman Minghui sighed, as if he had thought of something: "Actually, I created this trick by myself. I planned to teach it to a close friend, but she just learned it and parted ways with me. This name was given by her."

"Master, is that the confidante you mentioned earlier?"

"is her."

"It turns out that there is such a story about the Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers. Master, I will definitely practice hard and live up to the master who taught me such meaningful martial arts."

Ye Lingxi didn't know the real identity of that woman, but only knew that she was very important and special to the master. The Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers was a memory that belonged exclusively to them. What the master taught her was enough to prove the master's love for her. How wonderful she is.

Thinking of this, Ye Lingxi cherished the belt given to her by craftsman Minghui even more. The silver needles in this belt were made by him with all his heart. Perhaps when he was making it, he was still thinking about that woman, so she must pay attention to it.

Every time Ye Lingxi came, she would stay for dinner, but today she didn't stay: "Master, I have a lot of things at home recently, so I won't stay for dinner, you won't blame me."

"No, you go back. This time, you don't need to practice successfully to come to me. If there is anything you don't understand, just come up and ask me. When I have time, I will teach you a few more kicks."

"Yes, Lingxi knows, don't send it away, Master, just go back."

"Okay, slow down on the road." Minghui craftsman's eyes were full of worry and anxiety, wishing to personally send Ye Lingxi to Yehou's mansion to be at ease.

As soon as Ye Lingxi left, Minghui craftsman's face turned cold, and he shouted coldly: "Come out!"

An old man flew down from the tree. The tree was very tall. It was hard to imagine how the old man got up and when he stayed on it.

The old man has a bookish air, no one can see that such an old man has such a powerful kung fu.

The old man got down from the tree and knelt down towards Minghui craftsman. The old man was respectful, as if in front of Minghui craftsman, he was as humble as dust.

"My lord, this old servant finally found you!"

If Ye Lingxi were here, she would definitely be amazed. This old man is not familiar to her, but she is not unfamiliar either. When she took Ye Chengping to Yulu Qiongjiang for the first time to drink tea, he was a storyteller on that stage. the old gentleman!
(End of this chapter)

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