Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

After Su Ping opened the door, he saw not only the four women including Ningguang, but also a doctor, who was the same person he had invited last time.

Not only was Su Ping slightly surprised, but the four women, including Ning Guang, all had their pupils trembling, because the former's hair and clothes were all wet, and there was a strange smell, like the fragrance of grass and trees but also a bit sour and smelly, mixed in.

Only the doctor remained calm and silently stepped back a few steps. He was probably used to similar scenes. He did not say much and left it to the family members he thought should handle it while he continued to treat the patient.

Ningguang smiled faintly and spoke first: "Su Ping, the seasons have changed recently and the weather has been hot and cold. I wanted to take precautions to prevent anyone in our shop from catching a cold and infecting everyone else, delaying business. So I called a doctor. We have seen everyone, and you are the only one left."

Bai Xiao nodded cooperatively and said with concern: "You should also take a look. Your health is very important."

Su Ping raised his eyebrows slightly. Just to see a doctor for prevention, is it necessary to have so many people here? But then he thought about it again. It was already dusk and the store was about to close, so it was understandable.

"Since this is a preventive measure, please come in, doctor." Su Ping walked into the room and cleared the passage.

The others also realized that the boy was not even wearing shoes, which combined with other factors made it extremely strange.

The doctor looked at the strong and brisk young man and thought he didn't see any signs of physical weakness. However, since he was already here, there was no way he could just go back like that.

After Su Ping sat down, he followed the doctor's instructions, placed his arm on the table, and let the doctor feel his pulse while he waited for the situation.

After the doctor placed his fingers on Su Ping's wrist, he was like a statue. If it weren't for the slight breathing sound, he would have seemed petrified.

After a while, the doctor touched his chin, then looked at Su Ping carefully, slightly stunned, because he really couldn't find any problem.

Su Ping himself did not feel anything. After all, if he was sick, his master or A Yuan would have reminded him long ago. But the four women, including Ningguang, did not know this.

When they saw the doctor frowning, then touching his chin, looking at Su Ping in a daze, each of them had a heart, and the hearts of the four women were in their throats.

Words like incurable disease and serious illness quietly crept into their minds, making the women who had originally been hoping for a lucky break feel a little panicked.

After more than half a year of getting along, everyone has high hopes for this young man and treats him almost like their own brother. They will explain if there is anything and agree to requests depending on the circumstances. If he is suddenly diagnosed with a serious illness, it will undoubtedly be a big blow to them.

Amid Su Ping's calmness and the women's anxiety, the doctor slowly said, "Come on, change your hand."

Su Ping switched to his other arm. The doctor felt his pulse and his expression did not change much, but his brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and the space between his eyebrows formed a capital "川" (Chuan).

The word "川" did not kill the blind mosquito, but it made the four women feel disheartened, especially the one who advocated calling a doctor. She didn't know whether she regretted it or not.

After a long while, the doctor took back his pulse, sighed, raised a smiling face and said, "Be healthy and well. Very good, very good."

The person involved did not react much to the sudden words, but the four women first breathed a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again.

Ningguang asked the three to send the doctor, while she sat down and chatted with the boy. What they talked about was nothing more than the same thing. She went over it again and again from many angles before she was sure that there was nothing wrong with the other party.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Ping asked, "Miss Ningguang, at this time of year, the most you can get is a cold or a high fever. Is it necessary to take such precautions?"

“Why not? You are strong and healthy, and you are not afraid of this or that, but we are different.” Ningguang said angrily, and seemed to be remembering something from her childhood, feeling a little sad.

"Don't think that a cold or fever is a minor illness. It is still an illness after all. You can only feel relieved after it is completely cured. You should also pay more attention to it.

For example, find your shoes first and put them on properly. "

Su Ping scratched his head, nodded in agreement, then bent down to get his shoes from under the bed. The lid on the Chen Ge pot moved imperceptibly and then returned to its original position in an instant.

The people in the room naturally had no way of checking this kind of immortal power. They only saw Su Ping stand up, holding a pair of old cloth shoes with the heels worn out so much that they were almost invisible.

It's not that he's stingy or extremely poor, it's mainly because of the wear and tear caused by daily training. He had been planning to change a new pair after today, but ended up having to see a doctor.

Ningguang looked at the pair of cloth shoes, shook her head and smiled, "Barefoot is not afraid of those wearing shoes. Are you applying this principle? The shop is not out of shoes. Go pick a pair for yourself later. I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, Miss Ningguang." Su Ping put on his shoes honestly and sat back in his seat.

Not long after, Ningguang said goodbye and went back to the shop. Su Ping locked the door again, then looked back at the messy teapots and cups and smiled at himself.

The reason he originally used to find creative inspiration didn't seem to have any effect. Maybe he should find something else next time?

Su Ping, who didn't want to think about it, opened the lid of the Chen Ge pot and disappeared. He had only taken half of the medicinal bath, so how could he end it like this? It was too uncomfortable to be neither in nor out.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the grocery store, the three knowledgeable people who had seen the doctor off came back to report the situation and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Ningguang murmured to herself, "I have been healthy since I was a child, and as strong as an ox. Have you ever mentioned why I have been sweating so much recently?"

"The doctor said it might be due to the climate and personal constitution." Bai Wen answered slowly, and a smile appeared on her gentle and lovely face.

Ningguang nodded and said, "Well, after all, he just came last fall, so maybe I'm making a fuss about nothing. You guys should go get ready and take a break."

Bai Wen responded and turned back to his room.

Bai Shi yelled at the guy to update as soon as possible if there was no problem, as she was still waiting to see. Even Bai Xiao, who always argued with her, agreed with this idea.

From this, it can be seen that Su Ping's update speed is so slow that it is outrageous, but this cannot be blamed on him.

The daily training workload was already too much for him to cope with, and if he had to think about the structure of the text, he would probably go crazy.

He also decided that after he got used to the intensity of the training, he would take some time to write, so that he would not break his promise. After all, there were many cases where the author had something to do and could not update.

……

After several months, Su Ping finally started the next stage of training with perseverance.

The premise of opening it is jaw-dropping. First, you have to carry a water tank and walk around the floating islands without spilling a drop of water.

There is also a series of tasks such as carrying a water jar to fetch water, doing horse stance, etc., all of which require not spilling a drop of water to be considered passed.

When Su Ping finished, Ah Yuan looked at him with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. "Very good, it's only been a few months and you've already started the next stage. That's amazing!"

Su Ping waved his hands, and after a breath, he adjusted the breathing of his mouth, nose, heart and lungs, and then prepared to start the next stage that he had heard about for a long time.

The so-called next stage is to practice the stick before practicing the gun.

Those who are familiar with the use of gun techniques must first understand the use of stick techniques, because gun techniques, to put it bluntly, are actually advanced stick techniques.

Su Ping took the elastic white wax stick and was thinking that his master seemed to have never taught him how to use the stick technique. When he turned around, he saw a hunched figure next to A Yuan.

Grandma Ping arrived just in time, and seeing her disciple holding the white wax stick, she smiled faintly and said, "You are making rapid progress. It's just in time for the next step. I will teach you the next training method.

The gun picks up a line, the stick sweeps a large area, and then you use the wax stick to sweep every day. No matter what, just sweep it. Do it a thousand times as a minimum, and there is no upper limit! "

Su Ping listened to the amount of training and couldn't help but smack his lips and said, "Master, if I continue like this, I won't fall apart, right?"

"Do you think the medicinal bath I prepared for you was for nothing?" Grandma Ping chuckled and said slowly, "Diligence can make up for lack of talent. You started late, so how can you take it easy?"

"I understand this principle, but Master, can you give me a way to make sure that after each training session, there are no bruises or scars on my body. They don't have to disappear, they can just be used to conceal them."

After Su Ping finished speaking, he looked at his master expectantly. The master coughed twice and said, "Of course there is a trick, but you haven't practiced immortal arts yet, and there is no immortal power left in your body, so it's useless to teach you.

However, I have a lot of medicinal herbs with similar effects in stock. You can practice first, and after a while, I will make you some ointment to remove scars."

Ah Yuan also said: "This ointment, as far as I remember, has other uses besides this, it is also very good for beauty and skin care. If you meet the right girl, you can give her one or two bottles and you will definitely win her heart!"

Grandma Ping pretended to be surprised and said, "My disciple has a lover?"

"Whether he has it or not, I don't know, but I know that some people like him," A Yuan explained.

Seeing that the two immortals were about to start a long speech, Su Ping had no choice but to remain silent and swing the white wax stick, sweeping it in front of him.

Grandma Ping, who was always asking about the boy's emotional life, would give him some guidance from time to time, and say "don't lose heart" and "take it slow" to encourage him.

Gradually, Su Ping went from easily hitting himself with one swing to being able to swing continuously without hitting his own head.

He also understood why this task had to be done with a white wax stick. If it was a real wooden stick, Su Ping would not be able to swing it for too long. He might have been bleeding by now. This was the point.

Ah Yuan also glanced at the funny scene from time to time and said calmly: "Ah Ping, your disciple should be smarter, but it seems that he is not very smart."

"That's perseverance." Grandma Ping smiled brightly and said happily, "Only those who can persevere and persevere are good children."

"If you become a disciple of A Ping, who was once able to fight the devil alone, those of you who are disciples will never reach half of your level in your lifetime unless you work as hard as you can."

"Human life is short, fortune and disaster are unpredictable, but their potential power is also the greatest. Let's see how far this disciple of mine can go."