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Chapter 104

In the guest room, because Huang Rong was worried that Suning would be seriously injured and fainted, the little novice who was in charge of looking after Huang Rong called by Yideng saw him, and immediately ran to the Indian monk for help.

After the Indian monk came over and took Huang Rong's pulse, he frowned, feeling very surprised.

With such a serious internal injury, logically speaking, this girl should have died a long time ago, but it was hard for him to imagine how she could survive until now.

But now is not the time to think about these things. The Indian monk quickly took out the silver needles to relieve Huang Rong's injuries, and when Huang Rong's injuries stopped getting worse, he hurried back to the medicine room to treat Yu, Qiao, Geng, and Du.

Huang Rong was in a daze until Su Ning and Yideng pushed the door open and then slowly woke up, but her complexion was extremely bad, and her whole body was in excruciating pain like needle pricks.

But after Huang Rong glanced at Su Ning, she turned a deaf ear to the pain on her body, stared blankly at Su Ning's snowy white hair, and said sadly, "Brother Ning, what about your hair?"

Yideng sighed: "Benefactor Su will grow old all night for you!"

Huang Rong struggled to raise her slender hands to carefully pinch Suning's snow-white lock of hair, with tears streaming down her eyes, she choked up and said, "Brother Ning, you..."

Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't know what to say, her pale pretty face was covered with sadness.

Su Ning came over and sat down on the bed with a smile, stretched out his hand to caress Huang Rong's face, and comforted him: "Silly girl, it's nothing, as long as you are safe, Brother Ning is willing to do anything."

Huang Rong couldn't stop crying.

Su Ning comforted gently.

After all, Yideng didn't let go of the bad relationship with Yinggu, and suddenly saw a similar but completely different scene, and his heart was agitated.

"Benefactor, this poor monk will help you now, please help the benefactor to protect the Dharma." Yideng just wanted to solve this matter quickly, and recite sutras to calm his mind.

Suning nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master."

Yideng nodded slightly.

Suning was not interested in observing Yideng's martial arts in treating Huang Rong, because all his eyes were on Huang Rong, but Suning suddenly remembered something and felt very guilty.

"It seems that it is right to care about chaos!"

He has a method of imparting kung fu, which he accidentally snatched from a monk in the Western Regions, and learned it in three days out of boredom.

The characteristic of this martial art is that it can transmit and transform internal energy to each other, and there will be no phenomenon of repulsion or backlash. If Suning is connected to his internal energy before Yideng saves him, then even if Yideng is depleted, it will not be five years old. If you lose all your martial arts within a year, you can recover within three months at most.

After Yideng finished his rescue, Suning quickly transferred his internal energy to heal Yideng.

He felt guilty towards Yideng, so he sent a steady stream of internal energy. After five hours of supplying internal energy, Yideng's injury showed signs of improvement.

Suning was overjoyed, and was about to continue conveying the internal energy, but Yideng stopped him at this time: "Thank you for the internal energy of the benefactor, but no matter how deep the internal energy of the benefactor is, it is easy to cause internal injuries if it is continuously conveyed for five hours, so stop."

Su Ning nodded, stopped sending internal energy, and asked Yideng who got up: "Master, is the injury better?"

Yideng smiled and said: "Thanks to the benefactor's internal strength, the poor monk's injury can be recovered in just one year."

Su Ning said with a smile: "That's good, why not stay here for half a month and heal the master."

Yideng shook his head and said: "The benefactor's kindness is appreciated by the poor monk, but no matter how deep the benefactor's internal energy is, it cannot withstand such a loss."

Su Ning asked back: "Then what about you, Master?"

Yideng said calmly: "The poor monk is a monk."

Suning looked at Yideng's expression, which seemed to be a desire to die, and guessed: "Master, could it be that he wants to wait for Yinggu to take revenge?"

Yideng was shocked and said: "Benefactor, how do you know about Ying Gu?"

Suning asked Qiu Qianren to take the blame and said: "Rong'er was hurt by Qiu Qianren. Before that, I had seen Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng meet secretly. Out of curiosity, I went to eavesdrop and found that Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren were in collusion. A baby was injured in the Dali Imperial Palace, and I hope Grandmaster will rescue it, and Ouyang Feng also planned for Ying Gu how to deal with Grandmaster."

These words were very false, but there were no flaws, and there was no suspicion in the slightest. In addition, Ouyang Feng had indeed dealt with him, so he believed it deeply.

After learning about the murderer who injured Ying Gu and Zhou Botong's children, the guilt in his heart was somewhat relieved at this moment.

Su Ning persuaded: "So master, you don't have to be too guilty. If you have a grievance, you have a debt. Master, you don't owe Ying Gu anything, and you don't have to bear any more burdens. As the saying goes, there is no tree for Bodhi, and there is no stand for a bright mirror. Where does the dust come from?"

Yideng sighed, shook his head and said, "I'm a mortal, why let it go!"

Su Ning said seriously: "Since you don't have it in your hand, and your body is clean, why bother?"

Yi Deng clasped his hands together, sighed silently and left.

Suning looked at Yideng, who was struggling slightly, and didn't care. He just looked at the Fuyu sword on the bed, and murmured: "I want to practice sword."

……

Late at night, the bright moon hangs high.

Su Ning stood alone on the top of the mountain holding a sword, with his eyes closed and bathed in the moonlight, feeling the way of the sword.

The moonlight fell on his white hair, making the white hair appear crystal clear.

The mountain wind blows.

What is Su Ning thinking about?
It seems to have realized something.

He also felt the pain of Lang Fanyun's loss of his wife, as evidenced by his white hair.

To be extremely affectionate is to be loyal to one's own heart, not to blindly seek benevolence and gain benevolence!

Suning opened his eyes and opened his heart completely.

Those good memories with Mu Nianci and those good memories with Huang Rong are constantly intertwined.

The Fuyu Sword moved with light, and gradually gained its own spirit, and its swordsmanship entered the way of the sword.

If the previous Suning looked like a sharp sword that traversed the world, then the current Suning seemed to be no different from all living beings.

However, the sword energy of the Rain-Fuying Sword is like a faint blue streamer, and under the night, it is as charming as the flowing starlight.

Suning's sword energy also broke through the final level, with three flowers gathered at the top and five qi rising towards the source, endless and continuous.

At this moment, the Rain-covering swordsmanship gradually changed from tangible to intangible, and under the light of the flowing sword, the moonlight was also overshadowed.

Breakthrough, Jianguang turned into a different phase, like thousands of points of cold rain.

Yideng was watching not far away, and whispered to himself: "Such a sword technique, it seems that it should not exist in the world!"

Suning's rain-covering swordsmanship is like an antelope's horns, and there is no trace to be found.

It is already the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

The sword qi soars to the sky, and the qi rushes to the bullfight.

A sword light pierced the night directly.

Like the vast weather formed by the dragging of a comet.

Su Ning walked with the sword, and his whole body was filled with the aura of the sword. Looking from a distance, it seemed like a god descended from the earth.

The sword light slowly receded, and Suning was already holding the sword behind his back, standing silently on a large raised rock, looking up at the night sky.

The moon is in the sky, there are no colorful clouds, only beautiful women!

After experiencing Huang Rong's incident, Su Ning finally understood and let go of everything.

Some things don't wait for anyone.

Great joy is worse than great sorrow.

Even if you are overjoyed and sad.

"I want it all!"

Suning looked at the night sky and smiled softly: "Lang Fanyun, I'm luckier than you!"

(End of this chapter)