Murong Fu's Shenzhao Sutra has been cultivated, and the Shenzhao Sutra itself is not weaker than Jiuyang Shengong, but its strength lies in bringing the dead back to life and treating the meridians, which is not as extreme as Jiuyang Shengong in terms of masculinity, but it is also much stronger than the incomplete Jiuyang Shengong.

In a short time, Zhang Wuji's face had turned from pale to ruddy, and the cold poison in his body had already been forced out by Zhang Sanfeng.

Now that the rest has taken root in the internal organs, Murong Fu can only suppress it, except for Zhang Wuji's own cultivation of Jiuyang Divine Skill, there is no rule of law at all.

Zhou Zhiruo saw that Murong Fu was sweating profusely, so she took out a small handkerchief and wanted to wipe Murong Fu's sweat, Li Mochou hurriedly stopped her: "He is doing his work, don't disturb him." Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to retreat.

An hour later, Murong Fu slowly regained his strength and felt his body weaken, which was the effect of a large loss of internal qi.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward to catch Zhang Wuji, probed his pulse, and said secretly in his heart:

"This Murong Gongzi's masculine internal force is really unique, originally Wuji could only live for more than a month at most, but now he has half a year to live, but I don't know if Wuji can completely eradicate the cold poison if he cultivates this exercise. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu also guessed his thoughts, and said: "My technique is called the Divine Sutra, presumably Zhang Zhenren has also heard of it, its masculinity is not long, and the cold poison of the Wuji brothers must be the Jiuyang Divine Skill." ”

Zhang Sanfeng's face was disappointed, and he sighed in his heart that Wuji's fate was unfortunate, and then he thought that it would be good to live for half a year longer, and said, "Thank you Murong Gongzi." ”

Murong Fu shook his head and closed his eyes to breathe.

Chang Yuchun stepped forward and said, "How is it?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly, Chang Yuchun was taken aback, and said: "The villain's internal injuries are not light, and he is about to ask a divine doctor for healing, why not take this young master with him? That divine doctor has the ability to bring the dead back to life." ”

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, and suddenly remembered someone, "But Hu Qingniu, one of the four great divine doctors, the 'Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal'?"

Chang Yuchun said: "It's him, I didn't expect the old Taoist to also know my name as Uncle Hu." ”

Zhang Sanfeng hesitated in his heart, he didn't think about asking a divine doctor to heal Zhang Wuji, he once went to visit the "enemy of Hades" Xue Muhua, but Xue Muhua was helpless.

As for the other three major divine doctors, there is no trace of the "Poison Hand Medicine King", and the "Famous Killer Doctor" Ping Yizhi and the "Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal" Hu Qingniu are all members of the Demon Sect.

And his temper is weird, whether it is to let Zhang Sanfeng kill people for no reason or let Wuji enter the Demon Sect, he is unwilling, so he has no intention of visiting the divine doctor.

Chang Yuchun saw him silent, understood his intentions, and said:

"Zhang Zhenren, although Master Hu has never treated outsiders, but Zhang Zhenren rescued the villain, and he was very gracious, and Master Hu had to make an exception. If he really refuses to do anything, the villain will never break with him. ”

Zhang Sanfeng said: "This Mr. Hu's medical skills are like gods, I have heard of it, but the cold poison on Wuji's body is really unusual......"

"This young master is half-dead anyway, at most he can't be cured, and he is also dead left and right, so what's there to worry about?" he was extremely straightforward, and he said what he thought of in his heart.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard the words "left and right are also dead", his heart was shocked, and he secretly thought: "This reckless man's words are not bad, seeing that Wuji can only live for half a year at most, he has to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor." ”

Although he figured it out, Zhang Wuji was the only blood and blood of his beloved disciple, and he was still very reluctant.

"Little Brother Wuji is by no means short-lived, it's better to let him go out on his own, and maybe there will be another chance. Murong Fu woke up from meditation and said.

"So I'll leave it to you. But let's talk ahead, Mr. Hu must not be reluctant to join the church, and my Wudang faction does not accept the love of the noble religion. ”

Zhang Sanfeng's heart moved, and he made a decision and agreed to let Chang Yuchun take Zhang Wuji to seek medical treatment.

That night, after everyone rested, Murong Fu called Zhou Zhiruo alone, looking at the beautiful little girl in front of him, Murong Fu was also a little entangled, whether to send her to Emei or take her with him.

If you take it with you, no one knows what will happen in the future, and Emei is also a piece of fat, if you can hold it in your hands, it will also be a big help in the future. But if she is sent to Emei, will she fall in love with Zhang Wuji like she used to?

Zhou Zhiruo saw that this little boy had been frowning and pondering since he came in, and he didn't dare to disturb, but he couldn't help but glance at him, and after a while, Murong Fu spoke: "Zhiruo, are you willing to follow me?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, thinking in her heart: "Once my father dies, I am the only one left in the world, this little boy protects me like that during the day, and he will definitely treat me well in the future." ”

Murong Fu couldn't help but tease: "Hehe, follow me to be my little daughter-in-law." ”

Zhou Zhiruo rubbed the corners of her clothes with her small hands, her face was slightly red, and she said: "Zhiruo is not worthy of the son, I just hope to be a maid by the side of the son." ”

Murong Fu groaned and said, "I plan to send you to Emei." ”

"Ahh

Murong Fu walked over and kissed Zhou Zhiruo's small mouth, Zhou Zhiruo was startled, took two steps back, covered her small mouth, her face was red, and she didn't know how to react.

"Na, this is called stamping, and after stamping, you will be my person for the rest of your life. Murong Fu said domineeringly.

Zhou Zhiruo let out a thin "um" like a mosquito's voice, and then asked, "That...... Why did the boy send me to Emei?"

"What is the son, call Brother Fu. Murong Fu said shamelessly.

Zhou Zhiruo screamed: "Revenge...... Brother Fu. ”

Murong Fu continued: "I am sending you to Emei to learn art, Emei is a famous family, it is better than being a maid by my side." ”

"I ...... I'm willing to be a maid. ”

"Nonsense, if Zhiruo has excellent qualifications, how can she be a maid if she is a proud woman of the sky. ”

"Zhiruo is just a boat girl. ”

Murong Furuo glanced at her meaningfully, pinched her little face and said:

"Have you forgotten what I told you on the boat? From now on, I will be your brother, and you will be the young lady of the Murong family. I sent you to Emei because I want you to learn the martial arts of the Emei faction well, and you can help your brother a lot in the future. ”

Zhou Zhiruo was taught a lesson by pinching his face, although he felt that it was inappropriate, but he felt very intimate, and asked, "I...... Can I?"

"You can, I'll pass on a set of magic skills to you. However, you can't cultivate until you enter the Emei Sect. ”

Saying that, Murong Fu read the Xiao Wuxianggong mantra to her until she was completely familiar with it, and then taught her the I Ching Bone Forging Chapter of the Nine Yin True Scripture, so that she could cooperate with her cultivation in the future.

Murong Fu advised: "You practice this set of divine skills in private, don't tell anyone, if it is absolutely undiscovered, you can also tell it frankly, divine skills or something are floating clouds, is Zhiruo the most important thing to understand?"