Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang True Qi, Lu Zhi and Lao Zhang's Pure Yang True Qi, and even the cold and poisonous power in his body all rushed into his veins at the same time!

Airplanes!

In an instant, a huge force of anti-shock impact erupted from Zhang Wuji's body, almost bounce Lu Zhi and Zhang Sanfeng away.

Zhang Wuji's superintendent was finally forcibly rushed away!

At the same time, Zhang Wuji suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blue-green reverse blood, which was thrown out by Zhang Sanfeng with a sleeve.

I saw that the blood had just fallen to the ground, and it immediately condensed into a lump, and it was still bubbling out of it, looking extremely weird and disgusting.

And that is the cold poison that has been attached to Zhang Wuji's body!

Although what he initially entered Zhang Wuji's body was just a cold palm force, with the continuous erosion of this cold palm power on his body, its nature had already changed into a cold poison like a maggot attached to a bone.

"Mowgli!" Zhang Cuishan and others screamed one after another.

"You don't have to worry." Zhang Sanfeng breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly closed his efforts, "Wuji is already fine, Qingzhi and I have forced the cold poison in his body out of the body." ”

And Zhang Wuji, as the person concerned, also felt a lot more relaxed and comfortable after spitting out that mouthful of reverse blood.

He forced himself to the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng: "Thank you Master Tai for saving me." ”

After thanking Zhang Sanfeng, he got up and waved at Lu Zhi again: "I also thanked Senior Brother Qingzhi." ”

Lu Zhi just nodded at him and didn't speak, and then directly meditated on the spot, closed his eyes and breathed.

When Master Yideng used a yang finger to save people with a yang finger, he even exhausted the true qi in his body, and his power was completely lost within three days, and he had to slowly cultivate back later.

And although Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Zhi are two people on their side, the situation is better than that of Master Yideng, but they should still spend their minds.

Zhang Sanfeng's face also had a little tiredness, but his skills were extremely profound, and the situation was better than Lu Zhi.

He said: "Okay, Cuishan, you guys take Wuji down to rest first, remember to decoct a few sticks of medicine for him to replenish his body in the past few days, and then there will be no more major problems." ”

"Master, Cuishan will retire." Zhang Cuishan stepped forward and took the weak Zhang Wuji in his arms with one arm, saluted Zhang Sanfeng, and left this side hall with people.

Others also saluted Zhang Sanfeng and said goodbye.

Soon, there were only two people left in the hall, Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Zhi, he glanced at Lu Zhi who was pranayama with his eyes closed, he also closed his eyes, put his hands between his legs and hugged the seal, and silently breathed his luck.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it was already three hours later.

Lu Zhi woke up from his meditation and let out a long breath of turbidity, and his spirit recovered a lot.

And Zhang Sanfeng on the side, as early as an hour ago, had already finished pranayama, and was now flipping through an ancient book with yellowed paper.

"Master." Lu Zhi stood up and saluted.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his head and said, "Qingzhi, today's matter, I have worked hard for you." ”

"I don't dare to say hard work, Wuji is my junior brother, these are what I should do."

Zhang Sanfeng was very satisfied with his slight bow: "Qingzhi can have such an idea, Lao Dao is very pleased." ”

Lu Zhi's temperament has always been cold and indifferent, as if he is indifferent to everything, Lao Zhang has always been worried about whether Lu Zhi will develop into such a 'too forgetful', and now he finally has a bit of human touch.

"Okay, you also go down to rest, remember not to practice the Jiuding Refining Divine Method these days, first collect the innate purple qi for a period of time to make up for the loss of mind."

"Yes, the disciple knows."

In the following half month, Lu Zhi really did not practice the Jiuding Refining Divine Method, but according to Zhang Sanfeng's instructions, he re-collected the innate purple qi at the beginning of the morning with the Qi Eating Method.

After half a month like this, all the lost mental energy and strength have recovered, and there has been a slight increase.

Then on this day, Lu Zhi rarely came to his door to greet his cheap master Song Yuanqiao.

Song Yuanqiao: "Say it, Qingzhi, you came to find a teacher this time... Are you preparing to do something for the teacher? ”

Song Yuanqiao couldn't be clearer about Lu Zhi's kid's virtue, when this kid is usually fine, let alone come to greet him, it is impossible to even see his face!

So once he comes to see him, it means that this kid must have something to find him.

Lu Zhi said: "That's right, the disciple wants to take some medicinal materials from the treasure house and use them for brewing wine, and he also asks the master to approve and give me a warrant to let the senior brother who guards the treasure house let me go." ”

Wudang Mountain is a famous mountain blessed land, there are a lot of precious medicinal materials growing in the mountains, and they Wudang is a Taoist, and naturally they also have a hand in alchemy, so every once in a while, Wudang people will go to the back mountain to collect some medicinal materials back.

So over the years, they have accumulated a lot of precious medicinal materials in their Wudang treasure house, and Lu Zhi is eyeing them this time.

"Medicinal herbs to make wine?" Song Yuanqiao glanced at Lu Zhi strangely and said, "Qingzhi, why did you suddenly think of this?" And you're not...."

He wanted to say that Lu Zhi was a monk and a Taoist priest, and he couldn't drink alcohol, so what was he doing with wine?

But then he reacted that Lu Zhi really hadn't officially become a monk, and the reason why he had been restraining him with the standard of a monk was only because he was practicing Pure Yang Wuji Gong.

And now that Lu Zhi's Pure Yang Wuji Gong has been cultivated, these constraints don't mean much to him anymore.

After being silent for a second, Song Yuanqiao spoke again: "Okay, for the master, you can transfer some medicinal materials from the treasure house for you to use, how much do you want?" ”

"The disciple wants it all."

The corners of Song Yuanqiao's eyes twitched: "What did you say?" What do you want so many herbs for? Are you ready to go down the mountain to open a pharmacy? ”

"That's right." Lu Zhi replied, "When the disciple went down the mountain before, he happened to encounter a peach forest with Zhong Xiu's spiritual energy, and because he didn't want to waste spiritual things, he didn't dispose of it, but transplanted ten peach trees and planted them back in the back mountain of Wudang. ”

"Later, the disciple found a group of monkeys that lived next to the peach forest, and found that the monkeys would collect the excess peaches and gather them in tree holes or deep pits, so that the fruits could ferment naturally, supplemented by various medicinal materials, and finally made into wine for long-term storage."

"So the disciple came up with the idea of preparing to follow the monkey group, make the excess peaches in the peach forest into wine, and then transport them back to Wudang Mountain."

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he couldn't help but think a little in his heart.

He knew about the peach trees that Lu Zhi transplanted back to the mountains behind Wudang, and he personally picked a few peaches from the fruit trees and tasted them, which were indeed full of aura and beneficial to the human body and cultivation.