Rural Shennong

After Lei Luan sat down again, Chen Ping went over and asked Lei Luan to stretch out his hand to catch her veins.

With this pulse signal, Chen Ping found that Lei Luan's weakness was more serious than what he saw just now.

Moreover, Chen Ping found that there was a bruise on Lei Luan's forearm exposed by rolling up his sleeves.

"Huh? Has she been beaten?"

"Could it be that the Yang family sent experts to attack Lei's house and she was injured?"

Lei's family didn't tell him about this kind of thing, and Chen Ping didn't bother to inquire about it.

He sent someone to get his needle box from the car, and first poured Lei Luan a cup of tea.

"Auntie, I'm going to give you an injection. Drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat first."

When serving tea to Lei Luan, Chen Ping secretly dripped a drop of psychic liquid into the tea.

After Lei Luan finished drinking the tea, Chen Ping twisted a silver needle and lifted the scarf around Lei Luan's neck.

When Lei Luan felt a chill on his neck, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it back: "Don't!"

It was too late, Chen Ping had already pulled off the scarf, he stared blankly at the marks on Lei Luan's neck, his mind was a little dazed.

Lei Luan coughed twice: "I had a stiff neck last night, and my neck is a little afraid of the cold!"

This bruise looks familiar, Chen Ping rolled his eyes: "Uh~ it's not a problem!"

Don't tell the truth, as a doctor, Chen Ping still has professional ethics.

He gave Lei Luan a needle in the neck to help her absorb the spirit liquid faster.

Lei Luan soon felt a mass of warm breath spreading from his lower abdomen to his limbs.

The sore muscles and bones, and the disintegrated body were greatly relieved by the warmth of this breath.

After a while, Chen Ping pulled out the needle and put away the needle box: "I'll give you another prescription."

"You drink on time, don't... don't do any strenuous exercise recently, it will be relieved soon."

Hearing this, Lei Luan's complexion quickly returned to a healthy ruddy, so red that he was about to bleed.

Lei Feng at the side felt amazing, and couldn't help admiring: "Professor Chen is indeed a master of medicine, his medical skills are really amazing!"

Lei Luan snorted coldly: "This is what he should do!"

Chen Ping frowned slightly.

He didn't expect Lei Luan to thank him.

But what does Lei Luan's unappreciative tone mean?

With me, it is a matter of course to treat you?Your illness is not my fault.

Chen Ping likes to use his hot face to stick his cool butt.

He felt a little unhappy, and left after writing the prescription.

After leaving the gate of Lei Mansion, Chen Ping didn't get in the car: "Qiangzi, you drive first, wait for me in Caiyunjian, I'll walk back."

To adapt to the power of skyrocketing, Chen Ping has recently been able to walk and run without taking a car.

Anyway, the distance between Caiyunjian villa area and Zaoxiangshan villa area is not too far.

After Shazhuqiang drove away, Chen Ping ran wildly, his figure like a lightning bolt, shuttling through the valley and stream.

He didn't run around blindly, but used a special footwork.

When Chen Ping became a martial arts master, in addition to learning the second half of the Evergreen Jue, he also learned another set of moves called "Nine Forms of Cracking Stones".

The tricks and skills are different.

Cultivation techniques are used to improve one's cultivation level, and tricks are how to use one's cultivation level to fight.

If there is only cultivation and no tricks, it is equivalent to a reckless man who holds a machine gun but does not know how to pull the trigger, and only uses the gun as a stick to hit people.

Chen Ping's speed was too fast and his destination was too close. He didn't enjoy running at all, so he simply passed through the Shuiyunjian villa area, along the mountain path, and rushed towards the top of Zaoxiang Mountain.

There was a small pavilion on the top of the mountain. As soon as Chen Ping rushed up, he saw a beautiful woman drinking water sitting in the pavilion: "Yixin? Why are you here?"

Liu Yixin was wearing a vest with her navel exposed on her upper body, and tight hot pants on her lower body, which vividly outlined her two long, tight legs.

Seeing Chen Ping, Liu Yixin was overjoyed: "I've gotten a little fat recently, and I happen to be free today, so I'm going to climb a mountain to exercise!"

Chen Ping stepped forward and sat next to Liu Yixin, hugging her in his arms: "I don't see where you are fat? I'll check and check!"

Liu Yixin patted Chen Ping's mischievous hand away: "Don't make trouble, you are not afraid of being seen in this wilderness."

"I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing here?"

Chen Ping replied: "I just learned a kung fu, and this kung fu is very powerful."

"In the past, my moves were all learned in the process of fighting against opponents, and I can sell them now."

"Now I can be regarded as having my own unique skills, one of which is running fast."

Chen Ping's first move was Tie Shan Kao, which he learned from his opponent, and then he learned backhand clasp from Mao Ting.

There are also some small fighting skills that Bao Chong and Wei Manting told him.

Chen Ping, who had just learned a new technique, was very excited and couldn't wait to share it with others.

"I used to worry about it. When my cultivation base improves, there will be nowhere to learn."

"Now that I have this kung fu, it finally solves my urgent need."

It can't be said that the moves and skills of foreign martial artists are of no use to martial arts masters, but they are of little use.

Martial arts masters possess inner strength.

How to give full play to the advantages of internal strength and mobilize internal strength to defend against the enemy is the key.

Chen Ping knew very well that it was simply unrealistic to steal masters by fighting against internal strength masters, and he was just learning superficially.

How a martial arts master's moves work in conjunction with his internal strength can only be seen clearly with clairvoyant eyes.

Now Chen Ping has learned the "Nine Forms of Cracking the Stone", which not only includes the moves of using internal strength to attack the opponent, but also a set of corresponding footwork.

When Chen Ping ran to the top of the mountain just now, he used the same footwork.

Chen Ping babbled on for a long time, but Liu Yixin was confused: "I'm not a warrior either, I don't understand what you tell me!"

Chen Ping whispered: "Yixin, do you want to practice martial arts?"

Liu Yixin's ears were pink from Chen Ping's hot breath.

She shrank her neck a little uneasy: "I don't want to learn, I don't want to develop hard muscles, it's scary to think about it!"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows: "That's up to you!"

"呵啦!" There was a sound of fabric being torn, followed by bursts of continuous wailing.

The birds in the mountains started up, flapped their wings and rushed to the sky, looking down at the pair of human beings who made the noise from the sky.

Chen Ping knows the taste by eating the marrow, studying hard and practicing hard, and his skill of leading people to take off has reached its peak.

Poor Liu Yixin, a novice, does not have professional postures at all, and has been severely taught by her master.

The effect was still not very good, but Liu Yixin was sweating all over, at least she lost weight successfully, faster than she had climbed the mountain several times.

"You're not human, how do you want me to go down the mountain?" Liu Yixin was softly paralyzed in Chen Ping's arms, complaining softly.

The practice was too intense, Liu Yixin was ashamed to death.

Chen Ping hugged Liu Yixin horizontally: "This is not easy, I will carry you down the mountain."

Liu Yixin was frightened to death, she put her arm around Chen Ping's neck and covered it with the other: "No, no, I will be seen, please let me down!"

Chen Ping chuckled, his figure flickered, and he rushed towards the Shuiyunjian villa area at the foot of the mountain.