The white ape is about the same height as an adult, and its white hair is crystal clear, which is different from ordinary monkeys, and it looks extremely strange.

"Little monkey!" Zhang Wuji exclaimed.

Hearing Zhang Wuji's shout, the little monkey in the white ape's arms flew over and climbed onto Zhang Wuji's shoulder.

This little monkey is the one that Zhang Wuji rescued a few days ago, and one person and one monkey are already very familiar.

"Squeak!"

The little monkey pointed to the white ape. The white ape was not afraid of people, and walked forward slowly, holding two huge peaches in his hands.

Luo Chuan and Zhang Wuji then smelled a putrid smell, and saw that the white ape's belly was covered with pus and blood, and there was a big sore.

"This white ape is also sick, so you brought it to see me on purpose. Zhang Wuji was simple-minded and said with a smile, "Then I'll treat it!"

Zhang Wuji saw that the sore on the white ape's abdomen was only an inch in diameter, but the hardness of the tentacles was ten times larger. When I removed the long hair on the ape's abdomen and looked at the boils, I was even more shocked to see a square bulge above its abdomen, sewn with needles and threads on all sides. This is clearly the handwriting of a man, and the ape, though intelligent, would never use a needle and thread.

Luo Chuan said on the side: "There must be something in the white ape's stomach that makes its injury not heal, you can take out the things and help it sew the belly on." ”

"But I don't have any knives, and I don't have any needles and threads!" Zhang Wuji has studied with Hu Qingniu for a few years, and this little injury is not a problem, but there are no tools in his hands.

Luo Chuan couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately stepped forward and grabbed the white ape, and at the same time, the Yitian Sword in his hand slashed lightly, cutting the wound open, and an oilcloth package suddenly fell out.

Luo Chuan grabbed the oilcloth package in his hand and said to Zhang Wuji: "You use the teeth of that red frog to make needles and tear a few threads on your clothes, won't you be able to?"

Zhang Wuji saw that the white ape's wound was bleeding, so he immediately tore off the corner of his clothes and drew threads to repair the white ape.

And the corner of Luo Chuan opened the oilcloth package, and inside were four thin scriptures, only because the oilcloth was tightly wrapped, although it was hidden in the ape's belly for a long time, the pages were intact.

"Discover Jiuyang Divine Skill, do you want to learn?"

After Luo Chuan studied, a light flashed suddenly, and there was a complete piece of Jiuyang Divine Skill Mind in his mind.

At the same time, the internal force in Luo Chuan's body also began to automatically follow the Jiuyang Divine Skill's exercise route.

Airplanes!

Luo Chuan's body shook slightly, and his eyes lit up.

At this moment, he has broken through the bottleneck and stepped into the ranks of junior martial artists.

Originally, Luo Chuan had already reached the critical point of breakthrough, and the internal force was sufficient, but because there was no good internal strength, he couldn't break through.

At this time, Zhang Wuji had already helped the white ape sew up the wound, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Luo Chuan glanced at Zhang Wuji deeply, and finally handed over the scripture and said, "What is recorded here is the Jiuyang Divine Skill left by Master Jueyuan. "It's not that Luo Chuan didn't want to monopolize Jiuyang Divine Skill. But after all, he has lived with Zhang Wuji for so many years, and he really can't see death without help.

"Jiuyang Divine Skill!" Zhang Wuji exclaimed.

Since he was hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm, in the past four or five years, Zhang Wuji has suffered from cold and poison day and night, and his life is not long. At the beginning, in order to help him cure the cold poison, Zhang Sanfeng even did not hesitate to exchange the mysteries of Taijiquan for Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, but even so he failed to cure his cold poison.

In this world, the only thing that can completely cure cold poison is Jiuyang Divine Skill. Jiuyang Divine Skill, which had been thinking about his dream for many years, appeared in front of him like this, Zhang Wuji was like a dream, almost unbelievable.

Zhang Wuji's hands trembled, trembling and holding the scriptures, as if holding a treasure, only to see a few crooked Sanskrit written on the letter, Zhang Wuji didn't know a word, opened it and looked, the four books were full of these strange words, but between each line, it was written in Chinese in small letters.

Zhang Wuji fixed a certain mind, from the beginning of the careful look, the text seems to be the trick of practicing Qi luck, slowly read on, suddenly the heart jumped, there are two lines of words are very familiar, a little recall, that is, the line remembered that it was in the Shaolin Temple to learn the "Shaolin Jiuyang Gong", but continue to read but different. He flipped through it casually, and after a few pages, he came across three lines of familiar scriptures, which were the "Wudang Internal Strength Method" taught by Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Wuji remembered the story that Master Tai told when he took him to Shaolin Temple: Master Jueyuan learned the "Jiuyang True Scripture", and recited the scriptures before his death, how did Master Tai, Guo Xiang, Guo Nuxia, and the colorless master of the Shaolin School each remember a part. This scripture contains Wudang Xinfa and Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, it must be Jiuyang Divine Skill, yes, Master Tai said, the Jiuyang Sutra is written in the cracks of the Leng Sutra, these crooked words, presumably the Sanskrit Lenga Sutra.

In the days that followed, Luo Chuan and Zhang Wuji devoted themselves to cultivating Jiuyang Divine Skills.

Zhang Wuji has no pursuit of martial arts, and his cultivation of Jiuyang Divine Skill is only to cure diseases and survive. But Zhang Wuji's talent is intelligent, and the cold poison energy in his body forces Jiuyang Divine Skill to operate all the time, so that his internal strength cultivation is a thousand miles a day.

In this regard, Luo Chuan could only shake his head helplessly. Who makes the other person the protagonist?

However, Luo Chuan stayed in the valley, hunted red frogs every day, drank cold springs, and his skills also grew rapidly. The hot poison in the body of this red frog is the best tonic for Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Jiuyang Divine Skill has a total of four levels, and as a high-level martial art, it is extremely difficult to cultivate. Master Jueyuan has practiced diligently for a lifetime before he can achieve great success. And Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the protagonist, and it only took three months to cultivate the twofold Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Luo Chuan relied on the effect of the red frog to increase his strength, and it took him three months to practice the first Jiuyang Divine Skill. At this time, his cultivation had also reached the peak state of a junior martial artist.

At this time, the progress of the two of them slowed down. Luo Chuan found that the red frog was no longer effective against him. And the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body has also been completely removed, without the stimulation of cold poison, if you want to practice the third layer of Jiuyang Divine Skill, you can only rely on water grinding.

There was no progress in his skills, and Luo Chuan didn't plan to stay any longer. In the original book, Zhang Wuji stayed in the valley for four years, until after the Jiuyang Divine Skill was completed, he could go out through the bone shrinking skill. It's different now, Luo Chuan has a rope when he comes in, and he can leave at any time. Zhang Wuji learned the Jiuyang Divine Skill and cured the cold poison, and he couldn't wait to return to Wudang Mountain for a long time.

Luo Chuan looked at Zhang Wuji's distant back, and his heart was full of thoughts. In the original work, after Zhang Wuji's miraculous achievements, he met Spider, and caught up with the six major sects to besiege Guangmingding, and happened to learn to move the universe to save the Ming Sect from fire and water, and became the leader of the Ming Sect.

But now that Zhang Wuji left the valley ahead of schedule and returned to Wudang Mountain, the great shift of Qiankun and the position of the leader of the Ming Sect must have nothing to do with him. However, with Zhang Sanfeng's love for Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji will definitely be able to inherit Taijiquan and take charge of Wudang in the future, which is also the most suitable life for Zhang Wuji.