Chapter 170 Surprises abound

Eighty years of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and now finally out of the Shaolin vein.

Nine days later, I suddenly heard a clear whistle from the mountain behind Wudang, but when I saw Zhang Sanfeng's sleeves vibrating slightly, the two doors opened.

In fact, Zhang Sanfeng could have been out of the customs a long time ago, but it was rare to see Jiuyang Shengong and improve his Tai Chi skills, so he resigned for a few days.

Wudang Seven Heroes and Yin Susu, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, knew that things were already secure, but they couldn't help but look at him nervously.

"Alright, let's go see Mowgli." Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything, and led directly to Wuji's room.

"I've seen Master Tai, uncles, fathers, and mothers." Zhang Wuji saw a large group of people walking in, and hurriedly saluted.

These days, Song Yuanqiao taught him Wudang Jiuyang Gong to suppress cold poison, and the Wudang Seven Heroes took turns to help her recuperate with his deep pure yang internal strength, so Zhang Wuji's skills at the moment are making great progress, and the cold is weakening day by day, and he can gradually eat and drink a little, except for his face is slightly pale, it looks like he has just recovered from a serious illness. If you don't know, maybe you just say that his little life was saved. There is a knowing that now it is just a return to the light, and if he can't find a cure, Zhang Wuji will have to wait for death.

"Mowgli, are you okay these days?" Zhang Sanfeng touched his head kindly and said.

"Master, it's all right, my hands and feet are warm, but the top of my head, my heart, and my lower abdomen are getting colder and colder." Zhang Wuji said ignorantly.

"Okay, good, kid, wait for Master Tai to pass on a martial art to you, and after you successfully cultivate, your illness will be completely cured." Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile. "It's just that this martial art can only be practiced by yourself, and you can't pass it on to others, you know?"

"Really?" Hearing that his illness could be cured, Zhang Wuji looked pleasantly surprised, and then swore a promise, "I know, Master Tai, I will definitely not spread it." ”

"Good boy." Zhang Sanfeng touched Wuji's head and began to teach him the mantra of Jiuyang Divine Skill.

This kung fu is varied and complex, it is not exhaustive, it is not a person with talent and intelligence, and it is difficult to cultivate.

At the beginning, Wu Ji obtained the Jiuyang Divine Skill, because he did not have enough understanding, so he could only retreat to the second best place and cultivate separately.

But there is no problem with this question here, first of all, Zhang Wuji's talent and understanding are beyond doubt.

Thinking about it, he groped in the valley alone, and in just a few years, he cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the fullest, and his understanding can be seen.

At this moment, there is Zhang Sanfeng, a peerless grandmaster, to explain to him, which is undoubtedly an initiation.

Soon Zhang Wuji fell into the realm of paradoxical and wandering things, and the Wudang Jiuyang Gong that was originally cultivated in his body carried Da Zhou Tian along the path of Jiuyang Divine Gong without the slightest resistance.

The two are in the same vein, Jiuyang Shengong is higher than Wudang Jiuyang Gong, and naturally there is no phenomenon of zài rejection.

Zhang Sanfeng saw that Wuji was getting better, and couldn't help but nod secretly, his face was full of relief, and he secretly said that there was such a son, and there was a successor to Wudang, so he got up and walked out.

"Master, how is Wu Ji?" Seeing Zhang Sanfeng walking out, Yin Susu Aizi was anxious and couldn't wait to ask.

"No worries." Zhang Sanfeng lightly spit out two words, which made everyone's hearts relax at once.

At this moment, a muffled snort was suddenly heard.

Although the sound was small, it fell on the ears of everyone present, but it was clearly audible.

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw Yu Daiyan's brows furrowed slightly, his teeth clenched, and the green tendons on his forehead exposed, looking very painful.

"Third Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" Mo Shenggu asked with concern.

Hearing Mo Shenggu's question, and seeing everyone's worried looks, Yu Daiyan reluctantly smiled and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master, all the brothers and sisters are concerned, don't worry, I'm fine, it's all an old problem." ”

"Old problem?"

Hearing Yu Daiyan's words, everyone couldn't help but be silent, since Yu Daiyan was used Shaolin 'Mighty King Kong Finger' to plot, although Yu Daiyan has nothing on the surface, but in addition to his legs being abolished, his martial arts are ten percent gone, and life is inconvenient, and every time the weather is cold, his legs will be painful. If it were an ordinary person, I was afraid that this pain would be able to ruin him.

Although Yu Daiyan is tenacious, over the years, although his martial arts are not as good as before, the progress of his internal strength is more than equal, and among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, even Yu Lianzhou can't compare to him.

Even so, if he didn't care about Zhang Wuji this time, I'm afraid he would just stay in his own courtyard and wouldn't come out.

When Yin Susu saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel guilty, she knew that Yu Daiyan had fallen to today's field, and he also had a share of the credit.

If it weren't for the fact that she is now Zhang Cuishan's wife, if it weren't for the fact that Wuji was in danger, I'm afraid that Yu Lianzhou would have broken this relationship a long time ago, and even if everyone said that they didn't care, I am afraid that there would be cracks in the relationship between herself and Wudang and Zhang Cuishan.

"Okay, Dai Yan, you can bear with it first, and I'll heal you as a teacher later?" Zhang Sanfeng said softly. "This time, because of Jiuyang Divine Skill, although the teacher's skill has not increased, his knowledge is a little more, and it can also have a little more effect for you to heal, and you will also reduce a little pain in the future."

After a pause, Zhang Sanfeng said again, "And for the teacher, I remember a hundred years ago, the five uniques in the world, the predecessors of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master created an autumn wind sweeping leaf leg for his disciples, and after the teacher retreated and figured it out, after creating it, you can cultivate and cultivate, although it can't cure your leg injury, but simple walking is not a problem." ”

As soon as these words came out, others were just a little more surprised, but Yu Lianzhou was so excited that he almost cried.

Normally, when I walk on both legs, I don't feel anything, but once I lose it, I know that there is no pain.

He doesn't care about pain, what he cares about is whether he can stand up and walk, and now he sits on the chair like a walking corpse, which is undoubtedly a kind of naked torture for a high-roller.

Now that he knows that he can get back on his feet, he can still not be ecstatic.

"Actually, there is another way to make Yu Sanxia's legs intact and like a new life."

As if today's surprise was not big enough, a voice came again, that is, Zhang Sanfeng felt pleasantly surprised when he heard it, not to mention others.

Everyone followed the prestige, but they saw that it was Wu Ji who spoke.

"I know of a place where there is a medicine that can make Yu Sanxia's legs grow again, like reconstruction."

"What medicine?"

Almost in unison, everyone present except Zhang Sanfeng opened their mouths to ask. Even Yin Susu can't wait to know, after all, for Yu Daiyan, she also has a sense of guilt and debt, hoping to help him, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation and atonement.