Chapter 7: The First Descent
"Boom ββ!"
The scorching Jiuyang True Qi entered the body, and the cold poison that was originally entrenched in Zhang Wuji's body suddenly gathered together as if it were a great enemy, trying to fight to the death.
It's a pity that these cold poisons have been entrenched in Zhang Wuji's body for many years, and they have already become sourceless water and rootless trees.
In addition, Zhang Sanfeng suppressed the cold poison with his own internal force from time to time, and now in the face of this Jiuyang True Qi who naturally restrained the Xuanming cold poison, as soon as the two came into contact, those cold poisons suddenly collapsed and were forced to the corner of Zhang Wuji's dantian.
However, this cold poison has taken root in Zhang Wuji's body for a long time, but it is not so easy to get rid of.
As Su Zimo continued to increase the input of Jiuyang's true qi, Zhang Wuji's face was also blue and white for a while, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
However, Su Zimo didn't pay attention to this, at this moment he was all busy manipulating the Jiuyang True Qi in Zhang Wuji's body, and he had no time to care about it.
"Poof, poofββ!"
As two cold white ice beads erupted from Zhang Wuji's mouth, it also meant that this tug-of-war was about to come to an end.
Then a series of "poof" sounds sounded, although Zhang Wuji's face was still a little pale at the moment, but it was not as sick as before, and then looked at the top of Su Zimo's head, wisps of white gas were steaming, but it was a manifestation of the consumption of internal force to a certain extent.
"Mowgli, how are you!"
With a "bump", the door was pushed open, but Zhang Sanfeng, who was waiting outside the door, heard the movement in the house and couldn't help but push the door and rush in.
"Master Tai, there is nothing to do,"
Zhang Wuji raised his head, smiled a little weakly, and immediately turned his head to look at Su Zimo, and arched his hand: "Thank you Senior Brother Qingshu for your hard work to remove the cold poison for me." β
"Let me see."
When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly held Zhang Wuji's wrist, sensing the situation in his body, and only after a while did he slowly put down his wrist and said happily: "The cold poison has finally been removed." Wuji, now that you have recovered from a serious illness, you should have a good rest. β
At this time, Su Zimo, who was meditating on the side to recover his internal strength, also slowly opened his eyes and said loudly: "Master Tai, the apprentice is going to go down the mountain." β
"Well, down the mountain?"
Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but be stunned, and then said with some relief: "Also, with Qingshu's current strength, it's time to go down the mountain and walk around." Don't worry, I'll talk to your dad about it. β
"Thank you, Master."
Su Zimo smiled, with a hint of joy on his face, and Zhang Wuji on the side was stunned, not understanding why Su Zimo was so happy.
He didn't know how Su Zimo, a person who had been influenced by all kinds of temptations in later generations, could endure such a bitter and boring life in the mountains, just like a hungry ghost who had been abstinent for many years, and how could he be willing to be accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for a lifetime.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get home from martial arts cultivation and Song Yuanqiao's repeated obstructions, I was afraid that Su Zimo would have left Wudang Mountain a long time ago.
Now that Zhang Sanfeng has agreed, it can really be said that the dragon returns to the sea and the bird enters the mountains and forests!
Immediately, Su Zimo said goodbye to Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji, and didn't even go to say hello to the cheap father Song Yuanqiao, and left Wudang Mountain alone.
"Cookcakes, freshly baked cookcakesββ!"
"Take a look, take a look, big and sweet pears, not sweet and no money!"
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, it is a small town, and it is also the source of various firewood, rice, oil, salt and other daily necessities on the mountain. At least Su Zimo knew very well that every half month or so, there would be special fire workers who came to the mountain to purchase.
Therefore, for Su Zimo, who was dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, many townspeople were not surprised, obviously treating him as a little Taoist priest who sneaked down from the mountain.
In this regard, Su Zimo also smiled noncommittally, found an inn at random, and walked in.
"Little Er, bring me a drink and food."
"Okay!"
Maybe it's because the meal hasn't arrived, and there aren't many people in the inn.
Soon, a hot dish was served.
Seeing this, Su Zimo's eyes lit up, he thought about it, and beckoned again: "Xiao Er, is there any post station or something like this near here?" β
"Little Daoist, you asked the right person. There is indeed a post house nearby, which is three miles east of the town. β
"Thank you!"
Su Zimo nodded, and immediately began to destroy his share of the meal.
I have to admit that although Wudang Yimai is a Huoju Taoist and does not taboo meat and vegetables, in the mountains, it is naturally impossible to expect those Huogong Daoists to make food well, and they can barely be regarded as able to eat.
Therefore, even though the food in this small inn is very ordinary, in Su Zimo's opinion, it is like a delicacy.
It also made Xiao Er on the side look a little stunned, and said in his heart, when did the food in his inn become so delicious?
After being full of wine and food, Su Zimo couldn't help but burp, and after settling the bill, he staggered towards the post station.
Leaving Wudang Mountain this time is naturally not just as simple as satisfying your appetite.
Under Su Zimo's estimation, there are still more than two years left before the six major factions besiege Guangming Peak, during this time, if he doesn't take the opportunity to do something, wouldn't he be too sorry for his identity as a traverser?
Throughout the plot of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", there are three crucial treasures.
The first is Jiuyang Shengong.
The second is a great shift.
The third is the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slayer.
These three treasures have a vital meaning behind them, and they are also closely related to the protagonist of Zhang Wuji, so it can be said that these things are Zhang Wuji's chance.
Taking advantage of this time, Su Zimo was not ready to sit still, but planned to take the first step and get these things, and by the way, he was also thinking about how to complete the three tasks at the same time.
You must know that with the change of time, Su Zimo is also growing in this world, if he can't complete the task in time, wait until thirty or fifty years before leaving......
I'm afraid that by then, his appearance has changed greatly, and even if he is a relative or friend, he may not be able to recognize it!
Thinking of his gray-haired appearance and returning to the real world, Su Zimo couldn't help but shudder.
Although the "Ten Thousand Worlds Thief System" can help him travel through various worlds, and even cover up his identity as a traverser, it does not have the function of eternal appearance, if he can't complete the task as soon as possible, I am afraid that after a few worlds, Su Zimo will die due to the exhaustion of Shouyuan.
At that time, even if there is a great opportunity, it will not help!
As soon as he thought of this, Su Zimo's speed couldn't help but speed up a little.
At least in this world, he has to complete the task in the shortest possible time so that he can return to the real world smoothly.