With the transportation of Zhang Sanfeng's internal force, his face gradually lost its flush, but Zhang Wuji's injury never improved at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart, and shouted at the moment, "Master, you better wait first, right?" ”

"Cuishan, you come to help Wuji!" Zhang Sanfeng ignored Zhang Cuishan, but saw that the internal force was useless, so he stopped after stabilizing his heart.

Zhang Cuishan hurriedly went up to help Zhang Wuji, looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Master, what's wrong with Wuji?" As he spoke, he reached out and touched Zhang Wuji's forehead, and the tentacles were cold, like touching cold ice, which made him feel shocked in his heart, and he was glad that the master was there.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, pointed at Zhang Wuji and said, "Cuishan, tear off Wuji's back clothes!" ”

"What?" Everyone was puzzled, as if they were gathered around.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Zhang Cuishan tore open Zhang Wuji's vest with great trust. At the moment when he took off his clothes, he saw a black palm print behind Zhang Wuji, and he touched his tentacles, like a fire, but the surrounding area was cold to the bone, like a cold poisonous snake, which made him shiver.

"What is this?" Zhang Cuishan said in horror, at this moment, he had already let go, and what was permeating this palm print was the cold aura he had encountered before.

"Sure enough, it's the Xuanming Divine Palm, and they actually ...... a child," Zhang Sanfeng said angrily.

Hearing the embarrassment in Zhang Sanfeng's words, Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Master, what kind of palm is the Xuanming Divine Palm, and what is the way to treat it?" ”

"Hey, Cuishan ......" Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said, "This Xuanming Divine Palm is extremely poisonous, as far as I know, with the death of the Hundred Damaged Daoists thirty years ago, this martial art has been lost, but I don't want to encounter this martial art today, it seems that I have to find a pure yang martial art for Wuji to expel the cold poison!" ”

"Pure Yang martial arts? Master, our Wudang ......" Zhang Cuishan asked expectantly.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said, "Wudang Pure Yang Gong comes from Jiuyang Divine Skill, but unfortunately the master only gets one-third of it, even after years of understanding and perfecting, the subtlety is not worse than Jiuyang Divine Skill, but it is not as strong as Jiuyang Divine Skill, and it can't be used for Xuanming Divine Palm!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan and the others couldn't help but have a dark face, when the Jiuyang Divine Skill was learning the internal skill, they had already heard the master talk about the origin.

It's just that it was almost a hundred years ago, and even the master and the parties couldn't find it, so how could they find these hearsay.

Looking at their sad appearance, Chu Feng hugged his fists and said, "Real person, I have been practicing a yang finger since I was a child, and it hurts Sun, why don't I try it!" ”

"There's Lao Xiaoyou!" Zhang Sanfeng said gratefully. As far as he knew, Yiyang Finger was the best at regulating internal injuries, and Chu Feng's internal strength was extremely pure, so maybe he really had to be unscrupulous.

Seeing the master's excited appearance, Zhang Cuishan also reacted, although he didn't believe it very much, but now, he could only choose to believe it.

Chu Feng didn't care about these people's opinions, leaned forward, came to Zhang Wuji's side, squatted down and input a trace of internal force, and investigated the truth and reality.

I saw that in Zhang Wuji's heart and other important positions, there was a strong and undispersed internal force to protect it, but the cold qi of the Xuanming Divine Palm had invaded the lungs for a long time, and it was difficult to have a weak time to return to the sky, so Zhang Sanfeng was not dilute his true qi, and he could only delay it, but he was helpless about the injury.

"Fortunately, the martial arts of the two elders of Xuan Ming are several layers inferior to me, although these cold qi have innate power, they are only thin!" Chu Feng thought happily that he would let Zhang Cuishan straighten Zhang Wuji, operate the vitality in his body, absorb the fiery attributes in the sun, and introduce it into Zhang Wuji's body.

As the fiery vitality slowly entered, the temperature around him dropped suddenly, and Zhang Cuishan, who hugged Zhang Wuji, was even more lucky to protect his body, desperately keeping out the cold.

Zhang Sanfeng's face changed slightly, and he called Song Yuanqiao to disperse the surrounding disciples. Although this cold qi is separated from the body, the damage to people is unabated.

Not long after, as the fiery vitality continued to refine Zhang Wuji's body, the cold air emitted around him became heavier and heavier, Zhang Wuji's blue face finally gradually improved, and Zhang Cuishan and others who watched it were overjoyed.

At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly called it a day and said with a smile, "Most of his injuries have gone, and the remaining injuries only need one yang finger to recuperate!" ”

"Thank you for your kindness, if there is a request from the mountain gate, Lao Dao will definitely do his best!" Zhang Sanfeng promised, but remembered Chu Feng's request.

Chu Feng didn't postpone it at the moment, and said with a smile, "Thank you to the real person, but I want to ask the real person to show the way, how can this state of mind be improved?" ”

"This ......" Zhang Sanfeng thought for a while, and looked at Chu Feng in surprise, he was only a little worse than his own skill, if he wanted to improve his state of mind, wouldn't it mean that his real strength should be on par with himself, and it was even likely to be far above him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng was a little shocked, when did the martial arts have such a profound cultivation at a young age in addition to such a monster!

But after thinking about it, he came to seek the way of the state of mind, and it seemed that this body cultivation must have been obtained by adventure, and there was a great risk that he would go mad.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng's contemplative appearance, Chu Feng asked suspiciously, "Is there anything wrong with daring to ask real people?" ”

"No, what's wrong, Xiaoyou is free, you can come to Lao Dao!" Zhang Sanfeng laughed, but there was no reason to refuse.

On the second day, after using a yang finger to regulate Zhang Wuji's body, a young Taoist priest came to Chu Feng's side and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Chu Feng didn't embarrass the man, and asked with a smile, "Do you dare to ask the little master what's the matter?" ”

"Master Chu, Master Tai is invited!" The Taoist priest asked respectfully.

Chu Feng nodded, knowing that Zhang Sanfeng was going to make an appointment, so he smiled and said, "There is little master Lao to lead the way!" ”

"Childe, please come with me!" The Taoist priest was not verbose, turned around and led the way in front.

After a few moments, the two came to a halt outside a wing. The Taoist priest knocked lightly twice outside the door, only to hear Zhang Sanfeng say, "Come in!" ”

"Thank you, Master!" The Taoist priest responded respectfully, walked into the room, and continued, "Master Tai, Master Chu has already brought it!" ”

"Okay, you go down first!" Zhang Sanfeng put down the book in his hand and looked at Chu Feng with a smile on his face.

The Taoist priest glanced at Chu Feng, then respectfully retreated, and closed the room casually. Chu Feng heard the footsteps go away, and said, "Real person, don't you know what to do with me?" ”

"Xiaoyou, about the state of mind, only you can understand it yourself, and others are fortunate to grant it, and wisdom gives birth to many magic obstacles!" Zhang Sanfeng said with a sigh.

Chu Feng was stunned in his heart, although he also knew that Zhang Sanfeng was not lying, he still couldn't help but ask, "I don't know if real people have other shortcuts?" ”

"Cultivating a martial art forged by a grandmaster with painstaking efforts, and understanding the essence of it, can improve one's state of mind!" Zhang Sanfeng said hopelessly.

Chu Feng's heart jumped, didn't he have several books of grandmaster-level martial arts? It's just that I think about it deeply, but I can't help but be decadent, although the Northern Shengong is exquisite, but what he learned is a mutilated version, and it seems that the whole book is mutilated, and the same is true for Xiao Wuxiang, there is always something missing;

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled, "Xiaoyou don't have to worry, although Lao Dao is not a grandmaster, but recently he has realized a martial art, the essence of which is not inferior to Bodhidharma Patriarch, but the grass is not a little hot, if you don't mind, Lao Dao will teach it to you to use to enlighten the Tao." ”

"Thank you Zhenren, I don't know this martial art, can a real person ever name it?" Chu Feng said excitedly, thinking that the martial arts from Zhang Sanfeng's hands would not be too bad, he had gained a martial art this time, and it was not a loss, and the grass creation was better, at least the spiritual impact was less.

After all, a great martial art is full of the creator's hard work, and once it is practiced to the depths, the cultivator will be assimilated unconsciously.

Thinking of Zhang Sanfeng's character, Chu Feng didn't want to be the same as him, and the concept of the Carefree School was not in line with him, otherwise it would not be better for him to go back and ask for martial arts. Fortunately, he received Zhang Sanfeng's unintentional on-demand today, he knew that only self-created martial arts were the best and most suitable for himself.

At least you don't have to worry about your spirit and concept being affected by martial arts, otherwise you will become a demon or a saint, and you will suffer at that time.