With the slow injection of Zhang Wuji's internal force, the coughing and wheezing of the purple-shirted Dragon King slowly improved. After relieving this breath, Dai Qisi thanked her, "My subordinates, thank you to the sect leader. Zhang Wuji pinched her vein, frowned and said, "After you are cured, thank me again." These bald asses are really ruthless. If I come back a few days late, I'm afraid your life won't be safe, Dragon King. Xiao Zhao asked in horror: "Childe, is my mother's injury really so serious?" Zhang Wuji didn't intend to lie, he said: "Yes, that palm seriously injured the Dragon King's internal organs. She already had an old injury on her body, and she was slapped hard. And this palm is a new injury and an old injury, if it weren't for my Jiuyang Divine Skill, I'm afraid that even the teacher would not be able to save it. "Hear

The word "Master", Dai Qisi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She knew that the master Zhang Wuji was talking about was Hu Qingniu, the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal.

But Hu Qingniu and his wife died at her hands. Now let Hu Qingniu's disciples treat him, which makes Dai Qisi a little awkward.

Dai Qisi said at this time, "Sect Master...... I ...... back then" Zhang Wuji looked at her eyes and knew what she wanted to say.

Zhang Wuji said: "The deceased is gone, and this grievance is over." Don't mention it again. Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Dai Qisi silently lowered her head.

Zhang Wuji looked at Dai Qisi and said, "Dragon King, although it is a little rude, can you let me see your injuries?" Dai Qisi looked at Zhang Wuji, and then looked at Xiao Zhao beside her.

She blushed and hesitated for a moment, then thought to herself, "Well, it is not advisable to avoid medical treatment." Dexterity replied, "Naturally." Then Dexteria turned her back to the two of them.

Then she slowly peeled off the inner lining of her body, revealing her white back and small purple belly pocket.

Dai Qisi struggled to untie the silk thread tied behind her back, and then blushed, dragging her heart, not daring to look at Zhang Wuji again.

Dai Qisi's skin is better than snow, and this white and tender skin is like mutton fat and white jade, not under Zhao Min at all. And because she is of Persian half-blood, she is even a little whiter than Zhao Min.

And this white and tender skin can bring out the Shaolin monk's more

"Black Hand". Looking at the big black handprint on her back, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel pity. Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand and touched it gently, the purple-red wound, Dai Qisi trembled in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Zhang Wuji reluctantly retracted his hand. Xiao Zhao asked at this time, "Childe, how is it?" Zhang Wuji replied: "Right now, the Dragon King's body is very weak, and the Yang True Qi of Jiuyang Divine Skill can only help her suppress the old injuries in her body." But if you want to recover completely, I'm afraid ......" said Zhang Wuji couldn't help but shake his head.

Xiao Zhao said with some disappointment: "Isn't Jiuyang Divine Skill able to cure my mother's injury?" Zhang Wuji looked at the little beauty with a lost look, and he said, "It's not that it can't be cured." It's just that the Dragon King's body is too weak now to withstand the majestic true qi of the Jiuyang Divine Skill. To give you an analogy, the current dragon king is equivalent to a dry and broken ditch. And Jiuyang Shengong is equivalent to the waves of the waves. The water of the sea pours out into the ditches, and the ditches are certainly water. But the ditch is broken, and it can't withstand the turquoise waves, and the ditch will be destroyed directly. ”

"And if I inject Jiuyang True Qi like a drizzle, it will be a drop in the bucket. The drizzle was no match for the speed at which she 'dried up'. If you want to heal the Dragon King, you need to treat the external injuries first, and promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis for her. Hearing that his mother was saved, Xiao Zhao turned his worries into joy.

She said, "Then the boy will heal my mother quickly." Zhang Wuji glanced at the purple-shirted Dragon King, then sighed and said, "Dragon King, this treatment, please don't be weird." Dai Qisi asked at this time: "The sect leader can save the lives of his subordinates, what can be done, but it is okay to talk about it." Zhang Wuji said: "To treat the Dragon King's injury, you need to activate blood and remove blood stasis first. The remaining palm power in your body, I can use the Qiankun Great Movement to transfer it to my body. But if you want to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, the best way is to make medicinal soup. Then I removed the Jiuyang internal force from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and then slowly relieved it. And when the Jiuyang Divine Skill is fully performed, the heat is scorching, and the body is like a furnace, so you need to remove the clothes of the whole body and soak yourself in the medicinal soup. In this way, the heat can be dissipated as quickly as possible, and the medicinal power can be better absorbed. When Dai Qisi heard Zhang Wuji's treatment, she couldn't help but be suspicious, she knew that Zhang Wuji was greedy and lustful, and she always felt that he wanted to take the opportunity to despise herself.

But now the only person who can save his life is Zhang Wuji. This suddenly couldn't help but make her difficult.

But this time it was really Daisy who thought too much, and she was really badly injured. If she was just injured by the clutches of the Great Fu, it would be nothing.

It was this injury that triggered her to leave old wounds in the battle of Bishui Hantan. This injury is on top of injury, and Zhang Wuji can be treated in this way.

Because if you want to cure her, you need to first use the Great Shift of Qiankun to transfer the residual energy in her body, but the change of injury will cause great damage to the practitioner.

The second is that she must master the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and then use the means of one yang finger to constantly dispel her stasis and heal her injuries, and then use various medicinal herbs in the bath bucket to allow her to further absorb the medicinal power.

Even Zhang Sanfeng can't do this. And these three divine skills are indispensable, and in this world, the only person who masters these three martial arts at the same time is Zhang Wuji.

However, after Dai Qisi hesitated repeatedly, she still planned to believe Zhang Wuji. After all, nothing is more important than saving your life.

Dai Qisi is a very life-sparing person, in order to live for herself, she does not hesitate to let her young daughter steal and move around, and she does not hesitate to sacrifice her daughter's happiness to protect herself.

Dai Qisi said shyly: "In that case, then ask the master to heal his subordinates." Zhang Wuji nodded silently.

The reader then went to the table next to him and wrote down a prescription. It is mostly safflower and other healing drugs that promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis.

Usually the diagnosis is a few taels, but this time Zhang Wuji wrote a few catties. After reading the prescription, Xiao Zhao asked, "Childe, do you want to use so many herbs?" Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "You give the medicine list to your grandfather and ask his old man to prepare all these medicines." If you heal for the first time, although you can't use so much, if you want to heal the Dragon King, one time is not enough. After these medicines were bought, he immediately instructed the cook to boil a large pot and boil the medicinal soup. Then pour it into the tub according to my proportion. Later, he healed the dragon king. Xiao Zhao didn't dare to delay, and after nodding, he hurriedly went out to prepare these things.

And Zhang Wuji also slowly walked to the bed of the purple-shirted Dragon King. The purple-shirted dragon king was still complaining that Xiao Zhao didn't know the priorities, and she hadn't sorted out her mother's clothes yet, so she quickly slipped away.

And the purple-shirted dragon king was injured, and she couldn't get dressed herself, facing Zhang Wuji who came slowly, she could only show embarrassment, endure the pain, and cover her body with a quilt.