At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

Chapter 38 Miss Han, give me some face
At this time, Niu Dingtian, who turned his back, also fell into deep thought.

The sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple once said that forcibly practicing the seventy-two stunts will cause "martial arts impairment", which is generally correct.

Martial arts is meant to kill, and practicing martial arts will inevitably produce hostility.

As for the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple, each of them can injure people's vital points and take their lives. They are fierce and ruthless. Practicing such martial arts will generate even more hostility.

He also once said that it can be resolved with Buddhism, which is nothing more than worshiping the Buddha, doing good, and cultivating the mind and body.

But if you give up fighting and killing, why do you still practice martial arts? This also goes against my original intention.

Since the root of the hidden danger lies in the hostility in the heart and the damaged body, will the Nine Yang Sutra be effective?
Practicing the Nine Yang Manual can, on the one hand, allow internal energy to generate itself at an extremely fast speed; on the other hand, it can defend against attacks that rebound from external forces.

What's more important is that it is also a holy book of healing, which can make people free from all kinds of diseases and poisons.

Moreover, the practitioner's recovery speed and ability to withstand damage are extremely terrifying.

Zhang Wuji was pierced front and back with a weapon like the Yitian Sword, and regardless of whether Zhou Zhiruo had stabbed a vital part, at least it had penetrated completely.

Such an injury can be recovered quickly using the Nine Yang Divine Art, without even the slightest impact afterwards.

How terrifying is the repairing ability of this Nine Yang Manual?
Isn't it possible to solve the problem of "martial arts barriers"?

Maybe you can use Jiuyang Zhenqi to activate Shaolin's seventy-two stunts?

"Master! I'll think about it later!"

Niu Dingtian was suddenly interrupted from his meditation. It was Niu Ben and the others who had already achieved the result.

"Have you considered it?"

Niu Dingtian turned around and asked softly.

"Master! Brothers, think about it! Practice the seventy-two unique skills!"

Niu Ben crossed his hands, his face was solemn, his tone was firm and unwavering.

In fact, there was no discussion, but after everyone's eyes indicated it, they thought for a moment, and then they all nodded in agreement.

Niu Ben, Niu Qing and others also knew in their hearts what kind of martial arts they were suitable for. Otherwise, their village owner would not take such a big risk to get these things back.

They can almost understand what the village owner wants. Not to mention practicing such special skills, even if the village owner just says a word, they can stab themselves in the chest with a knife on the spot.

With such a unique skill, which one is thrown into the arena and won't be beaten to death by everyone?
Besides, people like me are very competitive and will live a life of licking blood from the edge of the knife. It is not certain whether we can survive until then!

"Well, if that's the case, I will pass on the internal skills to you in the next two days. This skill is also the future teaching method. Any disciple is strictly prohibited from leaking it! Otherwise, he will be severely punished!"

Seeing this, Niu Dingtian felt a little relieved. This was indeed the result he wanted most, and these people did not disappoint him.

But he also went on to explain that the first two volumes of the Nine Yang Manual are not something that just any cat or dog can learn. If someone eats them inside and out, he will not mind ruthlessly punishing them. At the end of the sentence, his face was cold and his tone was stern.

"I obey my orders!"

Seeing this, everyone took orders one after another.

Niu Dingtian rarely used such a stern tone to explain to them. Naturally, they understood the meaning of the current tone and naturally did not dare to be careless.

Later, Niu Dingtian's tone softened slightly and continued:

"As for Shaolin's special skills, each person should choose three to practice. More will be harmful than helpful. Don't pay too much attention to the hidden dangers of Shaolin Kung Fu. From now on, everyone can practice their internal skills and mental methods seriously."

"Teaching the exercises in the afternoon, everyone should disperse."

"Yes!"

After everyone dispersed, Niu Dingtian came to Han Xiaoying's door.

On that day, after returning from Shaolin Temple and practicing martial arts in seclusion, I had not seen her for four days.

Han Nuxia should be able to get out of bed by now, right?

"dong dong dong"

Niu Dingtian raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and the pretty girl stood in front of the door, but her face was still a little pale.

"Miss Han, won't you invite me in to sit down?"

When Niu Dingtian saw Han Xiaoying, he was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile and asked half-jokingly.

Han Xiaoying hadn't seen this person for a few days. She started to ask about Niu Ben, saying that he was in seclusion and had not been out of seclusion since then. She didn't know why, so she couldn't help but miss him.

I heard someone knocking on the door just now. I thought it was coming to deliver soup and medicine, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I saw the person I wanted to see the most.

Suddenly happy, a smile broke out on his face.

At this time, I heard this person's joke again, and the look in his eyes suddenly became a little reserved. Then he immediately opened the door, stretched out his hand and said crisply:

"Master Niu, please come in quickly."

Niu Dingtian stepped into the house. There was a medicinal smell in the house, mixed with some fragrance.

"How is Miss Han feeling?"

Sitting at the table, taking a sip of the tea handed over by Han Xiaoying, Niu Dingtian asked with a smile.

"Thank you Mr. Niu for taking care of me in the past few days. I feel much better now. I will stop taking the medicine in two days."

After hearing this, Han Xiaoying pursed her lips, her eyes became more sincere, and she looked at Niu Dingtian and thanked her solemnly.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and with a bit of reserve on his face, he continued:

"Also, there is one more thing that I need to trouble Mr. Niu."

"Miss Han, don't be so polite between you and me, just say it!"

Niu Dingtian's eyes lit up slightly after hearing this, and he agreed directly without any hesitation.

"I was injured and missed my return trip these past few days. My brothers in the desert are probably too anxious if they can't wait for me, so I wanted to write a letter first and ask Mr. Niu to arrange for someone to send me there so that I can be safe."

Seeing that Niu Dingtian agreed without thinking, Han Xiaoying felt a little warm in her heart, so she stopped being polite and softly stated her purpose.

"Don't worry, Miss Han. I'll get someone to take care of it in a moment. I was negligent. I should have thought of it earlier."

When Niu Dingtian heard that it turned out to be this, he secretly thought that he had been careless. After returning, he went into seclusion and ignored the matter. If Han Xiaoying hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.

"In that case, thank you Mr. Niu."

Han Xiaoying thanked her again in person.

"Miss Han, you're welcome."

Niu Dingtian waved his hand indifferently.

Just like that, the two of them sat at the table and suddenly fell silent.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

After a while, Niu Dingtian seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes lit up, he broke the silence and asked:
"Well, Miss Han, do you still remember that I told you to teach you Lingbo Weibu?"

After saying that, Niu Dingtian looked over.

After hearing this, Han Xiaoying immediately forgot about the embarrassment just now, and hurriedly waved her hands and refused:
"Young Master Niu can't do it!"

"The technique is so important, how can you just pass it on to others?"

"Besides."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the person next to him had already leaned closer to him. Staring at himself with burning eyes, he said softly:
"No matter how important it is, it's not as important as Miss Han!"

"Miss Han, give me some face!"

　Please remind me if I have typos or garbled sentences, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)