The last disciple who traveled through Medicine King Valley sells goods live

Suantian interrupted everyone's emotions and said, "I remember Xiaoshan mentioned before that the Mu family is one of the hermit families in the world. Then who is this Mu Yujun?"

Shanshan regained his composure and replied, "He's a member of the Mu family. Furthermore, I heard from Mu Yuchen that this child is the designated future heir to the Mu family. He's also the grandson of the eldest daughter of the Nangong family, who is also skilled in martial arts."

It is said that the head of the Nangong family has only one daughter, whom he loves dearly."

Suantian nodded upon hearing this: "In that case, regardless of whether Mu Yujun is the destined one or not, you must try to win him over. I don't ask them to help you in a critical moment. At least, don't kick him when he's down."

Xuantian also said, "Your uncle Tianshi is right. Yi Xin has told us about the current situation over there. After all, we are too far apart. If there is any problem, distant water cannot quench the thirst nearby. You can win over more forces. In any case, it is not a bad thing."

Upon hearing this, Shanshan immediately said, "Yes, disciple, I understand. I will go and discuss it with them right away."

Yi Tiandao said, "As I said before, don't be too concerned with formalities. If the other party is not easy to get along with, you don't have to hand over what you have to them. Remember, in any dynasty, the royal family will not allow foreign forces to become too powerful. Once the country is strong enough, the reduction of foreign forces is inevitable."

That Shanshan bowed. "Yes, disciple, I understand my current situation. I will do my best to protect myself. If it really comes to that, I will follow the command of Medicine King Valley: When the country is prosperous, retreat from the world; when the country is in trouble, stand up! He who wins the hearts of the people will win the world. Medicine King Valley only saves those whom the people support!"

Yi Tian added, "Remember, your first priority is to live well. Nothing else matters."

Shanshan nodded vigorously: "Yes, disciple will remember the master's teachings. Then disciple will take his leave first."

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After coming out of the space, Na Shanshan looked at Mu Yujun who was still training there. After thinking for a while, he called Mu Yuchen and asked him to come up.

Mu Yuchen didn't understand what was going on, but still walked in with a sleepy look on his face.

"Sparkly, you called me?"

Shanshan nodded, motioning Mu Yuchen to sit wherever he wanted. Then he said to Mu Yujun who was training, "Yujun, stop for a moment and come over here."

Mu Yujun paused for a moment, his face full of confusion.

He has had obsessive-compulsive disorder since childhood and always has to complete tasks on time. But Shanshan is his future mother-in-law, and it seems inappropriate for him to disobey her.

In the end, Mu Yujun put down the wooden sword in his hand and walked towards Shanshan.

He is just a five-year-old kid, but he is sweating profusely during morning exercises.

On the contrary, his cousin didn't even wipe the eye boogers from his eyes.

Thinking of this, Shanshan couldn't help but feel more pity for the child and took out a handkerchief: "Wipe the sweat off your head."

Mu Yujun took the glittering handkerchief with both hands. "Thank you, Auntie. I wonder what you wanted me to do?"

That Shanshan smiled and said, "No hurry, sit down and talk."

After watching Mu Yujun sit down, Shanshan asked, "My question may be a bit presumptuous, but who taught Yujun martial arts?"

Mu Yuchen didn't expect Shanshan to ask this. Instead, Mu Yujun said, "I can sense that Auntie is also a martial artist. But what's wrong with watching me practice?"

Shan Shan looked at Mu Yuchen, and now his pity fell on Mu Yuchen instead.

There's nothing I can do. He's obviously more than 20 years older than this kid, but his IQ seems to be innate.

Mu Yuchen said unhappily, "Hey, hey, if you have something to say, just say it. What's with that expression on your face?"

Shanshan withdrew her gaze from Mu Yuchen and said to him with a smile, "Yujun is really smart. Auntie does find that your martial arts training is a bit special. So I want to ask, who did you learn this martial arts from?"

Mu Yujun answered seriously: "My grandfather taught me. He is the head of the Nangong family and is very good at martial arts."

Shanshan thought about it and thought that perhaps there was something special about the other person's technique, just like her Tea Source Method, which was also very special. Moreover, since it was taught by the head of the Nangong family, he should not harm his grandson. So she did not directly deny this technique, but said:

"Well, would it be convenient for your aunt to talk to your grandfather? Of course, maybe I misunderstood."

Mu Yujun thought for a moment and said to Shanshan, "Please wait a moment."

Afterwards, he returned to his room, took out his phone, and walked over to video call his grandfather.

Soon, an old man with a full beard, red hair and sharp eyes appeared on the video. He gave people an overall feeling of being shrewd, fierce and intimidating without even getting angry.

But if you look closely, you can see that there are some bloodshot in his eyes, his eyeballs are protruding, and his forehead is a little swollen.

The video was connected, and the old man looked at his grandson with a dignified look: "Shouldn't you be training at this time?"

Mu Yujun looked at Shanshan and explained, "Grandpa, my fiancée's mother said she wants to ask you something."

The old man almost choked on his saliva. "What? Fiancée? Nonsense! How did you get your fiancée? How come I don't know about it? Is this another trick of your stubborn grandfather?"

At this time, Shanshan said, "Old man, we can talk about my fiancée later. After all, my daughter is only three months old. I disturbed you today because I wanted to confirm something. But I have confirmed it now."

Shanshan suddenly spoke, and then Mr. Nangong realized that there were other people around.

He coughed lightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

That Shan Shan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Senior, your martial arts skills haven't advanced in at least ten years, right?"

When Mr. Nangong heard this, his eyes became sharp: "Who told you that?"

Shan Shan smiled. "If I have to say someone told me this, it was you. Not only do I know you haven't advanced in ten years, but I also know that whenever you practice your internal energy, your blood and qi surge upwards, and in severe cases, you get dizzy. Even now, it affects your morning exercises. Is what I'm saying true?"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Nangong was no longer angry. Instead, he asked in confusion, "May I ask what your name is?"

That Shanshan immediately performed the martial arts salute: "I am the tenth disciple of the Medicine King Valley's Medical School, Yigui. Of course, you can also call me Shanshan. This is my secular name."

When Mr. Nangong heard this, his eyes flashed and his mind was full of thoughts, but as the head of the family after all, he naturally would not reveal his inner thoughts.

Instead, he smiled and said, "You can tell so much just from the video. You are indeed young and promising."

Shan Shan also smiled. "You're too kind. I'm the dullest of my master's disciples. I can see your problem because I saw Yu Jun doing his morning exercises this morning and noticed that there were several things wrong with his power generation and breath flow. At first, I thought it was because Yu Jun was young and didn't understand the key points, but after careful observation, I think it's probably not a child's fault. So I'd like to speculate that there may be hidden dangers in your technique."

After hearing this, Old Man Nangong's expression froze slightly. After a moment of silence, he said, "You are right. To be honest, in the past ten years, my martial arts have indeed reached a bottleneck. No matter how hard I try, it is difficult to break through. And as you said, I experience many discomforts when practicing internal energy.

But I only discovered this after I reached the sixth level of cultivation. There was nothing unusual before that.”

Shanshan nodded slightly, then pondered for a moment before saying, "Old Master, generally speaking, a technique is relatively stable in its early stages. As your power deepens to a certain level, hidden problems gradually become apparent. The symptoms you experienced after reaching the sixth level are likely due to a disharmony between the technique and your body. Perhaps the hidden dangers accumulated in the early stages have erupted at this stage."

Old Master Nangong frowned and asked, "So, in your opinion, where does the problem lie? Is it a flaw in the technique itself, or is it a problem with me?"

After careful consideration, Shanshan replied, "At this point, it seems both are possible. On the one hand, perhaps the technique was lost or mutated during the inheritance process, causing problems at a certain stage of cultivation. On the other hand, your constitution may have changed during your long-term cultivation, and the technique is no longer compatible with it."

A trace of worry flashed in Old Man Nangong's eyes. "Is there a solution? Over the years, I've tried various methods, but to no avail. Is my martial arts skills going to be stuck at this point?"

Old Master Nangong frowned and asked, "Then in your opinion, how should we solve this problem?"

That Shanshan said, "Because I haven't taken your pulse, I dare not jump to conclusions. I suggest that you slow down your internal energy cultivation for the time being and avoid forcing breakthroughs to prevent further damage to your body."

Old Master Nangong nodded slightly, with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes: "Then if you take a look at it, can you solve this problem?"

Shan Shan spoke frankly, "I can't guarantee that. I'm not sure what went wrong with the technique. Besides, I don't know much about martial arts..."

At this time, Mu Yujun pulled the glittering corner of his clothes and said, "Auntie, Grandpa is really working hard. He practices hard every day, trying to break through this bottleneck."

Shan Shan touched Mu Yujun's head and said, "I can only say that if Senior trusts me, I will do my best."

Old Master Nangong didn't say anything.

Shanshan didn't mind, but said, "I'm bothering you today because of another matter. Yu Jun is a rare martial arts talent. He and my daughter also have a connection."

Of course, no one can predict what will happen in the future, but for Brother Mu’s sake, I don’t want this child to be ruined in the future, at least he cannot follow the same path as you are now.

So, if you don't mind, I'd like him to try a different technique."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Nangong could no longer sit still. He asked in disbelief, "What did you say? You want to teach him a new technique? Don't be ridiculous, young man. Martial arts techniques are the most precious treasures of each family. How can they be given away so easily?"