Returning to the dormitory again, Ning Chen had a sudden dream-like feeling. This year's experience was much more exciting than last year. Although the second half of the year was relatively dull, the first half of the year was really exciting.
Starting from creating his own martial arts, he left Cangshanfang City, met Su Zhixuan on the road, and killed the three sons of the Liu family, Wang Chaoyang of the Cangyang Sect, and Baili Township of the Tianlan Sect. He offended more than half of the five Cangshan sects, and also took in Luo Jian and Sun Yat-sen on the way.
Feifei, in the end, she originally wanted to open a talisman shop in Qingyun Kingdom to practice low-key, but she accidentally became the messenger of Qingyun Sect. Thinking about it is like a dream.
Ning Chen shook his head, and walked around the dormitory with his mind, recalling what happened before the time travel. Liu Mufei and He Yilong both went to class, but he had no class today, and Zhang Hanjie, who was in the same class, didn't know whether he was going to class.
Even if I go to the Internet cafe, I still go to the library to prepare my graduation thesis.
"Eh? The time is wrong!" Ning Chen was shocked and took out his phone to check the time. It turned out to be the time when he traveled through the world last time. "I remember that there was a window of several hours last time. Why is it just a moment now?
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Ning Chen's eyes were puzzled, and he carefully recalled what happened during the last time he traveled. After a while, he finally had some clues, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that every time I travel, I will return to the same time.
During a time travel, his soul power was insufficient, resulting in him being comatose for a period of time."
Ning Chen was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would faint at the fifth level of Qi refining at that time. Although he fainted at that time, his subconscious mind was still there. Only after Ning Chen succeeded in refining Qi could he make a judgment, "It's okay, it's okay, I
I was a little worried about what would happen to the body on the other side during the soul's time travel, but I didn't expect that it would only be a moment. I'm so lucky."
Seeing that the stone ball in the sea of consciousness began to charge slowly again, Ning Chen relaxed and stretched his waist, with the true energy flowing in his body. He hummed while putting on his clothes, "Invincible is so... so lonely, invincible is so... so...
emptiness……"
As soon as he put on his clothes and was considering whether to have breakfast or go directly to the library, the mobile phone placed on the table suddenly rang. He turned around and saw the three words "Huang Degong" displayed on the mobile phone. Ning Chen was a little confused for a moment.
Sorry, it took me a while to realize that this person was the owner of "Fuyu Zhai", the old store where I bought cinnabar and yellow paper at that time.
"Hello, Mr. Ning, I am Huang Degong. I am not disturbing you, right?" Huang Degong's voice came from the phone.
"It's okay. I just got up. Are you okay?"
"Well, there is indeed something wrong. I wonder if Mr. Ning knows some miracle doctors who are good at treating difficult and complicated diseases?" Huang Degong's voice was hesitant.
Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and secretly thought that Huang Degong saw the vision of himself drawing talismans that day. He probably regarded himself as a capable expert with his own mysterious circle, so he would ask him if he had difficulties today.
"It's a pity that I only guessed half of it right." Ning Chen thought secretly, and then said to Huang Degong, "We know him."
"Great, if Mr. Ning is free, may I treat you to a casual meal at noon?" Huang Degong said.
"Okay, you can make arrangements." Ning Chen nodded.
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Ning Chen arrived at the Delena Hotel in Xiamen City at noon and saw Huang Degong waiting for him at the door of the hotel. There was another middle-aged man standing next to him. His momentum was not weaker than that of Huang Degong, but he looked quite anxious.
Seeing Ning Chen appear, Huang Degong hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands and introduced Ning Chen to his friends, "Old Sun, this is Mr. Ning."
Seeing that Ning Chen was so young, Sun Linkun was a little hesitant. Huang Degong was worried that Ning Chen had some taboos, so he did not tell him about the vision he saw that day. He only said that Ning Chen was very capable and well-connected, and he knew some unknown people.
A well-known master.
Sun Linkun was a little scornful. Except for the imperial doctor at the Central Presbyterian Hospital, he and his son had already visited all the miracle doctors in southern China. They had tried both Chinese and Western medicine, but they all found no solution.
Seeing that his son's symptoms were getting more and more serious, Sun Linkun became more and more worried. He couldn't help but become a doctor and began to look for folk remedies. Only then did his old friend Huang Degong find out about this and came to his door.
"Old Huang has always been very reliable, why did he find such a young man?" Sun Linkun frowned secretly, but he did not want to embarrass Huang Degong and reluctantly shook hands with Ning Chen.
"Mr. Ning, this is my friend Sun, Sun Linkun." Huang Degong didn't notice Sun Linkun's thoughts. To be honest, he really cared about his friends, so he found Ning Chen. After they separated from Ning Chen that day, he thought about Ning Chen.
From the vision of the talisman and the way he talked about it, he was absolutely sure that Ning Chen was definitely from the circle of experts.
After meeting Ning Chen, Huang Degong has been in a state of excitement and fear.
What makes me excited is that there really is a mysterious cultivation circle in the world. Although I am rich, powerful and well-connected, I have never heard of this circle before. This shows that I have never been qualified to see it. Unexpectedly, I met Ning Chen accidentally, and they have an intersection.
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What was frightening was that I had no idea what the personalities or hobbies of the people in this circle were. Although I got Ning Chen's phone number, I never dared to call because I didn't know how to get along with Ning Chen next.
After struggling like this for nearly a month, Huang Degong gritted his teeth and finally dialed Ning Chen's phone number after learning about Sun Linkun's son.
If Ning Chen knew that Huang Degong had imagined a low-key and secluded cultivation circle this month, he would probably laugh out loud. But this is no wonder for him. Chinese culture has been passed down for thousands of years, and metaphysics has always been present throughout.
When Huang Degong saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but not believe it.
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Huang Degong invited Ning Chen to sit in the box. While waiting for the food, he saw that Huang Degong was hesitant to speak, but Sun Linkun didn't quite believe him. Ning Chen said bluntly, "We are just waiting for the food now. If Mr. Huang has something to say, just tell him.
Let me also be mentally prepared."
"I don't dare to be Mr., just call me Lao Huang." Seeing that Ning Chen's attitude was no different from last time, Huang Degong breathed a sigh of relief and said to Ning Chen, "That's it, Lao Sun's son a few days ago
I’ve been suffering from narcolepsy for months.”
Ning Chen nodded and asked, "Narcolepsy?"
"Yes, in the past few months, Lao Sun has taken him to see traditional Chinese and Western medicine in several provinces in South China. The result is that there is no effect at all, but it is getting worse. Now Lao Sun is so anxious that he has started to look for folk remedies."
"What's wrong with folk remedies? Experts are among the folk. Isn't that what you told me?" Sun Linkun asked.
"Yes, yes, I told you." Huang Degong knew Sun Linkun's current mentality and didn't care about it. "But how can truly useful folk remedies be so easy to find?"
"Just like him?" Sun Linkun said strangely.
Only then did Huang Degong notice Sun Linkun's strange behavior. He couldn't help being surprised. He was afraid that he would offend Ning Chen and said hurriedly, "Mr. Ning is really capable. Old Sun, you don't know anything. Don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing that Huang Degong was really anxious, Sun Linkun twitched his lips and said nothing more, but his eyes still showed distrust.
Huang Degong was almost dying of anxiety. He thought to himself, "You are already looking for home remedies. Why can't you trust Ning Chen? Isn't this just watching the Bodhisattva worship the mandrill? Why has Lao Sun become so unwise?"