Chapter 8 Yu Daiyan's favors
Thinking of the Great Qin World, Zhao Wen also sighed softly.
Even if Zhang Sanfeng's strength is a round trip from the Western Regions, I am afraid it will take more than a month, for such a long time, a prince has disappeared, and he is still a prince who the first emperor attaches great importance to.
Then a month later, this prince suddenly appeared again, and how should he explain to the Black Ice Terrace Neiwei and the First Emperor at that time!
In the royal manor, there are also Black Ice Platform guards, but people can disappear silently, if there is no suitable reason, Zhao Wen feels that I am afraid that he will never have a chance to leave Qin Capital in the future.
Just thinking about it, Zhao Wen suddenly turned his head to look at the door, if he heard correctly, someone outside came.
He remembered that when Song Yuanqiao left, he left a small Taoist priest at the gate of this courtyard, and in such a situation, who else would come to see him.
"Open the door, I'm going in!" A deep voice rang out outside the door.
With the voice, two little Taoist priests walked in lightly carrying a chair, on which sat a middle-aged man in his forties, with obvious vicissitudes in his eyes.
"I've seen Yu Sanxia!" With this image alone, there is only one person in the Wudang faction.
"You know me?" Yu Daiyan looked at Zhao Wen strangely, after all, he hadn't appeared in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and at the age of the young man in front of him, he shouldn't have seen himself, but then, his face showed bitterness: "I forgot that you know that I'm a waste!" ”
"No matter what your purpose is in Wudang, just let me know who the real enemy is, I owe you a favor!"
Yu Daiyan's tone was full of emotion, no matter whether the black jade intermittent paste that this young man said was true or not, at least he knew about the King Kong Gate, so that he had a target for revenge, instead of guessing out of thin air like before, he was grateful to the other party.
"Yu Sanxia's words are serious, Zhang Zhenren has suppressed martial arts for decades, and he can meet him, even if the younger generation does not come in vain this time, as for the ...... to the Wudang faction"
Zhao Wen's tone brought out a bit of pride: "I can assure Yu Sanxia that there is absolutely no scheme!" ”
Zhao Wen said this very sincerely, after leaving this world, he has nothing to do with this world, and he will never even have the opportunity to enter this world, even if Wudang is strong, he can't borrow a part from the world.
The only thing he hopes for now is that Zhang Sanfeng can find the Black Jade Intermittent Cream faster, so that he can complete the task of this world as soon as possible and get the rewarded forty-year Wudang Jiuyang Gong internal power in his hands.
With this internal strength, he was able to ensure his safety in the Great Qin World.
After all, the remnants of the Six Kingdoms even Qin Shi Huang assassinated him again and again, and if he was a prince himself, if he didn't have the strength to protect himself, it would be extremely dangerous.
"I believe in you!" Yu Daiyan smiled bitterly, since his disability, his senses have become more and more sensitive, and from Zhao Wen's tone, he can completely hear that the young man in front of him is absolutely respectful from the bottom of his heart when he mentions his master.
But at the same time, he thought that there were almost hundreds of people in the entire Wudang Sect plus miscellaneous servants, and in the heart of this young man, he was not as important as his own master, and he couldn't help but be speechless.
As for his own favors, no one even mentioned them, obviously, how could people who didn't even look down on the entire Wudang faction care about their own favors.
"You can rest assured, I didn't lie to Zhang Zhenren, the black jade intermittent ointment of King Kong Gate is definitely a rare miracle medicine in the world, as long as Zhang Zhenren comes back, you will be able to regain your healthy body!"
Zhao Wen has some sympathy in his heart for Yu Daiyan, who is sitting on a chair and relying on people to carry him, and he enters this world to take over Yu Daiyan's task, and the main owner of the task in front of him is naturally friendly.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Yu Daiyan smiled indifferently, King Kong Gate was the real enemy who hurt him, he absolutely believed this, but recovering the bone injury from more than ten years ago was completely like a joke, how could he believe it.
"This jade plate is a token of our senior brother, no matter who brings it in the future, I can promise one thing!" Yu Daiyan handed a cyan jade plaque to Zhao Wen.
"You rest here first, I'll come here tomorrow!" In the past few years on the mountain, what Yu Daiyan can't stand the most is that others sympathize with him, and he is even more sensitive to this kind of sympathetic eyes.
"Wait, can you teach me martial arts?" Looking at Yu Daiyan who was leaving, Zhao Wen's eyes lit up, Zhang Sanfeng didn't trust him at all, he definitely didn't have a chance, but Yu Daiyan in front of him didn't have this problem, and the other party even said that he owed him a favor just now.
Enter a martial arts world, and when Zhang Sanfeng comes back, even if the task is completed, there will be internal strength without doing anything.
But Zhao Wen will not forget that he doesn't know any martial arts now, and although Yu Daiyan can't move his body, with his identity, he will never have any problems finding a way to lay a foundation for himself to practice martial arts.
Seeing that Yu Daiyan's eyes were extremely strange, Zhao Wen hurriedly said: "You don't need any unique martial arts or stunts, just the most basic!" ”
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Looking at Zhao Wen, who was playing Wudang long fist in front of him, Yu Daiyan had a fierce aura in his eyes.
He didn't expect that his favor, in Zhao Wen's eyes, was actually worth a basic martial art.
Although Wudang Changquan was created by the master and can nourish the muscles and bones and strengthen the body, but the basic martial arts are the basic martial arts, with the temperament of the young man in front of him, he will never believe that the other party has no one to teach even a basic martial arts.
Obviously, the other party just didn't care about this favor, and he wanted to stay in Wudang Mountain, so he casually found an excuse to use it, exercise his body and pass the time.
"Straighten your waist and punch a little harder!" With Yu Daiyan's voice, a little Taoist priest corrected Zhao Wen's movements on the side.
"Got it!" Zhao Wen agreed loudly, and after breathing steadily, he raised his hand and punched out, and once again practiced Wudang Long Fist.
After practicing under the guidance of Yu Daiyan for a few days, Zhao Wen had clearly felt the changes in his body, and between his punches, there was a faint surge of heat in his body, although he disappeared into his body in a blink of an eye, but the appearance of this change was enough to show that his current cultivation was absolutely not wrong.
Maybe this most basic Wudang long fist can't make him how powerful, but it is definitely enough to lay the foundation for the body, not to mention that the disciple of martial arts mythology like Zhang Sanfeng is teaching on the side, such an opportunity, Zhao Wen is never willing to miss it.
And in the Zixiao Palace, Song Yuanqiao asked with a puzzled face: "You said that he only followed the third junior brother to practice my Wudang Changquan every day, and never went out one step else?" ”
"Back to the master, the disciple can be sure!" The disciple who spoke has been guarding in front of Zhao Wen's door every day for the past few days, so he said with great certainty: "Even if he can hide from the disciple, he will never be able to hide it from the third uncle, the disciple has asked the third uncle, since Zhao Wen lived in the courtyard, he has never left the courtyard gate!" ”