The situation was urgent, and Song Yuanqiao and the others didn't care about the old days, but after hurriedly greeting each other with Zhang Cuishan's family, they hurried back to the main hall to find Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, he is in the main hall now, waiting for us to go and meet him, fifth brother, brother and sister, you bring Wuji with me."

So everyone hurried back to the main hall to meet Zhang Sanfeng.

"Meet the master!"

As soon as he saw Zhang Sanfeng in person, Zhang Cuishan immediately knelt on the ground, and gently raised Zhang Wuji with both hands to show Zhang Sanfeng.

"This is your apprentice, my son Zhang Wuji... He is now injured by the thief with the power of the cold palm, and the cold poison enters the body and is in pain, I hope you can save him, master! ”

Zhang Sanfeng's face moved, and he didn't see any movement, and the whole person floated to him, and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Cuishan.

"Cuishan, you get up first." Zhang Sanfeng grabbed Zhang Cuishan's arm and lifted him up from the ground, then took Zhang Wuji from his hand and placed him lightly on the ground in the main hall.

After checking Zhang Wuji's pulse and carefully observing his face, Zhang Sanfeng's face couldn't help but change slightly, and then he ripped off his clothes and turned him over, just as he saw a faint green and blue palm print printed on his back.

"Xuanshen Divine Palm." He muttered to himself in some surprise.

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's self-talk, Zhang Cuishan instantly raised his head and asked, "Master, do you know what kind of martial arts Wuji was injured by?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a heavy face: "It's the Xuanming Divine Palm... I only said that thirty years ago, when a hundred Dao people died, this extremely poisonous Xuanming Divine Palm has been lost, how do you know that there are still people in the world who can do this kung fu..."

Although he didn't know what was so strange about this Xuanming Divine Palm, which he had never heard of, seeing that even Zhang Sanfeng, who was worshiped by himself as a god, showed such a solemn reaction, Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but feel even more anxious in his heart.

"Master, please help save my Mowgli child!"

Yin Susu, who was beside him, also knelt directly on the ground with a sad face, crying sadly: "I hope Zhang Zhenren will save my child!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll shoot for the teacher."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the acupoint of Zhang Wuji's back and soul, and a thick true qi directly entered Zhang Wuji's body.

Originally, I thought that with his invincible internal cultivation, as long as he was not a person who was killed immediately, no matter how many injuries he suffered, once his true qi arrived, he would definitely get better, but he didn't know that his true qi penetrated into Wuji's body, but it caused his stress reaction.

In an instant, I saw Zhang Wuji's face instantly turn from white to blue, and then from blue to purple, and the whole person trembled.

Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly stopped his hand, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, the tentacles were cold, as if he had touched a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, if it weren't for his martial arts had reached the realm, under this touch, he was afraid that he would tremble with cold.

In such a situation, even if it was Zhang Sanfeng, who was a meritorious participant, he couldn't help frowning, and in desperation, he had no choice but to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, at least he had to save the life of his apprentice first.

Zhang Sanfeng looked up at everyone in the hall, looked at several Wudang Seven Heroes present one by one, and finally fixed his eyes on Lu Zhi.

"Qingzhi, you work with Lao Dao to deliver pure yang true qi to Wuji's body, and protect his heart and viscera first."

Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that when so many Wudang disciples were present, and even most of the Wudang Seven Heroes were present, the patriarch chose him, a young disciple of the third generation, to join him to heal Zhang Wuji's injuries.

After seeing the deep meaning in the eyes of the patriarch of Sanfeng, Lu Zhi understood, thinking that his cultivation had been seen through by the patriarch.

——— now, the cultivation of true qi in his body is not inferior to anyone in the Wudang Seven Heroes at all, and when it comes to the purity of true qi, it is far superior.

After refining Long Yuan, the purity of the true qi in his body was probably not much better than that of Zhang Sanfeng.

The two of them worked together to treat Zhang Wuji, and the effect was definitely stronger than that of cooperating with the Wudang Seven Heroes, after all, the two of them practiced Pure Yang Wuji Gong, and they could definitely exert the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

At this time, the system also jumped out at the right time to join in the excitement.

[Ding, triggers a random task.] 】

[Option 1: Refuse to treat Zhang Wuji and promote his death, and after meeting the conditions, you can get a reward - Demon Knife Muramasa.] 】

[Option 2: Go all out to rescue Zhang Wuji, dissolve the cold poison on his body, and get a reward after meeting the conditions - Yuanhong Sword.] 】

Lu Zhi's face was not obvious, but he slandered in his heart, this is basically equivalent to only one choice.

Not to mention that he couldn't refuse the orders of Patriarch Sanfeng, let's just say that as a Wudang disciple, it was impossible for him to do such a thing that would not save his fellow disciples.

Even if he is not interested in Zhang Wuji, the relationship between him and Wudang is that Lu Zhi can't sit idly by with him.

After all, when he first crossed into this world, he almost starved to death on the streets, but it was the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng who saved him and brought him back to Wudang, which allowed him to grow to the point where he is now.

So for him, Wudang is his home-like existence, and the only thing he cares about cherishing in this world, and the people of Wudang are family to him.

And Zhang Wuji is like an unfamiliar remote relative to him, so even if he doesn't have any feelings for Zhang Wuji, he will never have any malice towards him for no reason.

'Option two. ’

Lu Zhi stepped forward, Zhang Sanfeng had already helped Zhang Wuji up from the ground, and held up one of his arms, holding one palm against his palm, conveying true qi to him.

"Qingzhi, come."

Lu Zhi nodded, and also came to Zhang Wuji's side and sat down cross-legged, held up Zhang Wuji's other arm, and raised his palm to stick it.

Hiss...

At that moment, the cold touch, Rao is Lu Zhi couldn't help but gasp, no wonder even the patriarch Sanfeng had put on that serious posture like a great enemy before, this Xuanming Divine Palm, there is really something.

"Qingzhi, meditate... True Qi goes to the Shaoshang acupoint, and the hand Taiyin lung meridian acupoint to the Zhongfu acupoint.."

"Yes, Patriarch."

According to Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, Lu Zhi continuously transported true qi into Zhang Wuji's body all the way.

After a few breaths, the cooperation between the two has already paid off, Zhang Wuji's bruised little face slowly became ruddy, and the terrifying chill on his body slowly began to converge and subside.

And Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Zhi have already promoted the Pure Yang Wuji Gong to the limit, and a scorching breath emanates from outside the surface of the two of them, like two human-shaped furnaces, and the scorching hall is scorching, as if it is a hot summer season.

"This..?" Zhang Cuishan stared at Lu Zhi's back in disbelief, shocked and inexplicable.

This young man actually has such a profound cultivation!

This kind of talent is truly unheard of, and it is amazing!