"Of course you can, your fifth uncle has come back with his child, you can go to the front hall to have a look. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Wang Qingming said to Song Qingshu.

"Master, are you going to pick up the fifth uncle when you leave these days?" Wu Zhong, compared with Song Qingshu, knows more about things, so through Wang Qingming's behavior these days, he analyzed Wang Qingming's whereabouts.

"That's right, your fifth uncle is now difficult to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes because of the dragon slaying knife, and there must be a lot of people outside who want to get the whereabouts of the dragon slaying knife from your fifth uncle's mouth, so he went down the mountain for the teacher and personally picked him up. Wang Qingming treated Wu Zhong well, and did not hide anything, and told Wu Zhong everything.

"Master, you said that your Hanxu Sword, Dragon Slaying Sword, and Heavenly Sword, which one is more powerful?" Wu Zhong listened to Wang Qingming's words, and then asked, he had seen the power of the Hanxu Sword with his own eyes back then, and it was Wang Qingming who did not use internal force.

"Begging. Wang Qingming did not answer Wu Zhong's words, but knocked Wu Zhong's head with his hand. How can the sharp weapons of the mortal world be compared with the fairy sword?

"Master, master, let's go and see the fifth uncle. Song Qingshu knew that he had a playmate to play with, and he had become very lively.

"Okay, let's go. Wang Qingming saw that Song Qingshu was so impatient, so he also complied with him.

A few people followed a bluestone path towards the backyard of Wudang Mountain, and the hall at this time, because Zhang Sanfeng was about to celebrate his birthday, so it was full of lanterns, very lively, and no matter how Zhang Sanfeng's disciples who had been missing for many years returned, everyone was even happier.

"Master, I have arranged for the fifth junior brother and wife to rest, but the child is ......" Song Yuanqiao saw that Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Qingming had arrived, so he went out and told the two of them the results of his diagnosis.

"Is it serious?" Zhang Sanfeng saw Song Yuanqiao's appearance, but he was also a little worried, "What's the situation with Mowgli's child now?"

At the beginning, Wang Qingming personally went down the mountain to pick up Zhang Cuishan, but because of what Wang Qingming had done before, the Yuan Court was very concerned about it, and people often came out to block Wang Qingming along the way, and tested his movements, so Wang Qingming finally arrived a little late, Zhang Cuishan and his wife were attacked, and Zhang Wuji was also taken away by the two elders of Xuan Ming.

After Wang Qingming rescued Zhang Cuishan and his wife, he went to Dadu in person and rescued Zhang Wuji, but in order not to affect the future development, Wang Qingming did not remove the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body, because although this cold poison tortured Zhang Wuji, but it also washed the marrow for him all the time, Wang Qingming did not want to spoil Zhang Wuji's opportunity.

"Mowgli's body is cold, except for the back of the child, which is extremely hot, and I noticed a green palm print on his chest. Song Yuanqiao described Zhang Wuji's situation to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Qingming, you have read a lot of classics, do you know what is going on with Wuji child?" Although Zhang Sanfeng was also worried about Zhang Wuji, he did not lose his calm, but asked Wang Qingming beside him.

"This is my negligence, I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now that I think about it, what Wuji is in is the Xuanming Divine Palm. The Xuanming Divine Palm is a kind of poisonous palm technique created by the Hundred Damage Daoists, the palm power is like a mountain and a sea, a very cold internal force rushes over, the opponent is cold all over the body in an instant, the recipient appears green five-finger palm print, the cold poison enters the body, the tentacles are cold, as if touching a piece of cold ice, a place on the vest is like charcoal burning, but the surrounding is cold and cold to the bone, the pain is unbearable when the attack occurs, and nine deaths are life. Wang Qingming didn't hide anything, first pretended what he had just thought of, and then directly said Zhang Wuji's palm technique.

"I don't know the little junior brother, is there a cure?" Zhang Cuishan also came out of the house as early as after Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Qingming arrived, and Wang Qingming's words, Zhang Cuishan and his wife had already listened to them without missing a word. Yin Susu listened to Wang Qingming's words, and he was already crying like a tearful person, and Zhang Cuishan was a man after all, so he asked Wang Qingming.

"Yes. Wang Qingming nodded, indicating that there was still hope, "The Wudang Jiuyang Gong practiced by the master is from the Jiuyang Sutra, and according to my inference, the Jiuyang Sutra can remove the cold poison in Wuji's body." ”

"Jiuyang Sutra?" Zhang Cuishan was a little strange, he hadn't heard of this exercise at all, but Wang Qingming said that his master's Wudang Jiuyang Gong was derived from the Jiuyang Sutra, but Zhang Cuishan believed Wang Qingming's words, "Then I don't know where the Jiuyang Sutra is now?"

"The Jiuyang Sutra has long been lost, and the cheats have long been missing. "Zhang Sanfeng thought of the Jiuyang Sutra as early as after Wang Qingming finished talking about the characteristics of the Xuanming Divine Palm, but now the Jiuyang Sutra has long disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't know where it is.

"This ...... My wretched child. When Yin Susu heard that Zhang Sanfeng had extinguished the hope he had just ignited, he was even more sad, and hugged Zhang Cuishan and cried bitterly.

"Mother, mother, I'm so cold. Inside the house, Zhang Wuji had already woken up from pain, shouting Yin Susu with a crying voice.

"Mowgli, Mowgli, my mother is here, my mother is holding you, it's not cold, it's not cold. As soon as Yin Susu heard Zhang Wuji calling herself, she hurriedly returned to the house, hugged Zhang Wuji tightly into her arms, hugged her tightly, and used her body to warm him.

"Master......" Zhang Cuishan saw the appearance of his child, and he didn't have any ideas, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a hint of pleading, hoping that Zhang Sanfeng could think of a way for his child.

"This ......" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Cuishan's eyes, and he didn't know what to do, but Zhang Sanfeng still stepped forward and walked to Zhang Wuji's bed under the gaze of everyone, and then motioned to Yin Susu to help Zhang Wuji up, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, intending to start using his pure yang internal force to help Zhang Wuji temporarily suppress the cold poison.

Song Qingshu on the side of "Master ......" looked at Zhang Wuji on the bed, but he was a little sympathetic to Zhang Wuji, and Wang Qingming has always been the most powerful person in Song Qingshu's heart, so Song Qingshu secretly pulled Wang Qingming's shirt, and then looked at Wang Qingming with a hint of hope.

To tell the truth, Wang Qingming does know the content of the Jiuyang Sutra, but Wang Qingming doesn't want to destroy Zhang Wuji's opportunity, in the past, Wang Qingming has the protection of the ten thousand worlds, and will not be attacked by the world, but now Wang Qingming is relying on the help of Taishang Laojun to cross, Wang Qingming does not know the attitude of the world consciousness towards himself, so Wang Qingming does not dare to do more things.

Wang Qingming just touched Song Qingshu's hair and didn't say anything. However, Yin Susu began to secretly observe the people in Wudang Mountain during the period when he held Zhang Wuji and asked Zhang Sanfeng to treat his child, Yin Susu knew that although he had formed a relationship with Zhang Cuishan, Wudang Mountain claimed to be decent, and his background was a demon cult, so Yin Susu needed to determine the attitude of the people in Wudang Mountain towards him. And Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan had just returned to the Central Plains, and through some inquiries, they learned the news that Wang Qingming was pardoned, so for Wang Qingming, Yin Susu's observation was the most important.

Yin Susu is also a person who practices martial arts, Song Qingshu's whispered words Yin Susu can be heard completely, and through Yin Susu's own observation and analysis, Yin Susu has nine points of certainty, Wang Qingming can help his children, but Yin Susu doesn't know why even Zhang Sanfeng is willing to help with internal strength, but Wang Qingming pretends that there is no way.

However, Yin Susu is also a smart person, she has a result in her heart, but she doesn't show it, and still hugs Zhang Wuji tightly.

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly, and the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body was temporarily suppressed by Zhang Sanfeng under the action of his own internal force, and Zhang Wuji was too tired, so he fell asleep quickly, Zhang Cuishan motioned to Yin Susu to take care of Zhang Wuji here, and then helped Zhang Sanfeng himself, and Wudang Bazi went to Zhang Sanfeng's residence.

"Master ......" On the way to the residence, Zhang Cuishan spoke to Zhang Sanfeng with a little hesitation, but he didn't know what to ask, his eighth junior brother had already said that the only way to cure was the Jiuyang True Scripture, and the Jiuyang True Scripture had long been lost.

"Alas, it's useless to be a teacher. Zhang Sanfeng looked at the painful appearance of his disciples, and he was very ashamed in his heart, "In a few days, it will be the teacher's birthday, and the Shaolin faction and the Emei faction will definitely come, and the hands of these two factions also have the content of the Jiuyang Sutra, and the teacher will work hard to obtain the exercises of these two factions. These days, the teacher will suppress the cold poison for Wuji every day. ”

"Master......" As soon as Zhang Cuishan heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, he knew how much sacrifice Zhang Sanfeng had paid for his children, Zhang Sanfeng is also a generation of grandmasters in today's martial arts, but now he has to bow his head and beg for it, and there may not be results, and Zhang Sanfeng is now ninety years old, his body actually relies on the maintenance of internal force, and now he has to consume internal force every day, and the loss of Zhang Sanfeng's origin can be imagined, "Master, it's the disciple who is sorry for you." ”

"Why should we be like this between our master and apprentice? Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, stopped Zhang Cuishan from kneeling, and said comfortingly.

"Senior brother, do you have any other way?" Just when everyone had just entered the courtyard where Zhang Sanfeng lived, Yu Daiyan, the third disciple who had been silent all the way, suddenly said to Wang Qingming.