Chapter Eighty-Three: The Mysterious Old Man
After saying goodbye to Chen Youliang, the group walked for another two days, and they saw that they were almost near the Kunlun faction.
Turning a hill, Zhu Changling suddenly saw a big black stone in front of him in the shape of a strange horse, and then looked closely, there was an old man in his fifties or sixties sitting on the stone, looking at the long beard fluttering, wearing a hood coat, and looking good at temperament.
"Second brother, attention!"
Wu Lie heard Zhu Changling's reminder and saw the old man, so he knew that the person who came was not good, there was not a single person here for hundreds of miles, and an old man appeared in front of him and waited for the enemy.
When they got closer, they could see clearly that the old man's beard was gray, and his facial features were covered by a coat and hat, and he couldn't see clearly, but they could still see that his eyes were like electricity, and his skills were obviously extraordinary.
Wu Lie asked with an incision: "Where is the old gentleman's fairy township?
The old man smiled lightly, but his voice could even be heard clearly by Zhang Wuji and the two girls in the car, and he hurriedly lifted the curtain to watch.
"Zhu Changling, Wu Lie, Zhu Wu Lianlianzhuang. ”
The old man seemed to be muttering softly, but everyone heard it clearly, as if they were talking in their ears, Zhu Changling and Wu Lie thought that they didn't have this skill, so one took out the iron pen they carried with them, and the other took out a pair of gloves woven of wire from the horse and put them on, obviously proficient in strong palms.
"Leave by yourselves, leave the boy in the car, and the old man will spare your life. The old man laughed strangely.
Although Zhu Changling and Wu Lie knew that the old man's martial arts were very high, Zhang Wuji was the ticket for them to reach the pinnacle of life, where was they willing to put it, and immediately jumped up from the horse, standing in front of the carriage, Zhu Changling said: "Wuji, the three of you come out with weapons, be careful of this ......"
Before he could finish speaking, a whistling sound was heard, and then the old man flew down from the boulder like a falcon, and the wind blew his robe into a ball, looking like a huge bat.
Zhu Changling didn't dare to slack off, and calmly moved forward with his family hand-me-down technique, while Wu Lie used his fierce palm technique to shoot his strength in the air in a vain attempt to organize the old man to approach.
As a result, the old man's martial arts were powerful, and he suddenly accelerated in the air, with a palm in his left hand, "Mixed Yuan One Qigong" and Wu Lie, and a finger of phantom yin finger in his right hand lightly on Judge Zhu Changling's pen.
Wu Lie snorted at the palm and took three steps back, but Zhu Changling felt that a cold qi entered his body from the pen, Zhu Changling's internal strength was not weak, but this cold qi was very difficult, and it instantly paralyzed half of his body, Zhu Changling was shocked, and hurriedly resisted.
The old man didn't take the two of Zhu Wu Lian Zhuang seriously, but he knew that although they were far inferior to himself, they were not bad in strength, and it would be a disaster to keep them, so he wanted to go over and grab Zhang Wuji, but he turned around and threw two punches, one punch to Wu Lie's chest, and one punch to Zhu Changling's ribs.
Wu Lie caught the old man's left fist with both palms, but Zhu Changling turned around, waved his hand like lightning, and his fingers were holding the sharp strength to hit the old man's right fist.
This blow to the old man was to use decades of cultivation to become famous martial arts, Wu Lie and Zhu Changling also used what they had learned all their lives, after one move, the old man did not move, Wu Lie took four steps back, and Zhu Changling took three steps back.
The old man snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a wave of qi hit the two of them, causing the two of them to stagnate, and then the old man moved his fingers like the wind, pointing at the big points around the two of them.
Zhu Changling and Wu Lie's family martial arts have such acupoint magic skills as a yang finger and an orchid acupuncture hand, so they naturally know that they are powerful, and they know that the old man's fingering is far superior to himself, but the two can only fight to the death at such a critical juncture.
Zhu Changling and Wu Lie used one yang finger, and the other used an orchid to brush the acupoint, and instantly exchanged dozens of blows with the old man's fingering, and then the old man laughed, and his body flew out upside down, Zhang Wuji only felt that a flower in front of him was hit by someone and could not move the three acupuncture points, and then the old man flew out with Zhang Wuji, and when the old man and Zhang Wuji left a few zhang away, Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying suddenly woke up and screamed.
Zhu Changling and Wu Lie worked together to catch the old man's fourteen fingers, and then all of them were like lightning strikes, bleeding from the mouth and nose and collapsed to the ground, and the internal strength of a yang finger on the body was all wiped out by a yin and vicious cold air, at this time, the dantian was also like a knife cutting needle pricking the pain, obviously the old man's poisonous finger force hurt the source, both of them knew that if they did not treat the two of them as soon as possible, they would not live for a day, but here in the wilderness, it is impossible to seek medical treatment, and if there is no help from a master with deep skills, the two are unable to heal themselves.
Zhu Changling and Wu Lie are similar in martial arts, but his internal strength is deeper, so he is taken care of more by the old man's fingering, but he is the most seriously injured, and he is speechless, Wu Lie coughed and said, "Take us down the mountain for healing!"
Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying hurriedly took two servants to help Zhu Changling and Wu Lie into the car, and then rushed down the mountain with all their might, thinking of finding a doctor for treatment as soon as possible.
Zhang Wuji was taken away by the old man, and it was only after an hour that the old man put Zhang Wuji down from a cave, and then pointed at him again, although Zhang Wuji had internal strength, but after all, he was far inferior to the old man, and he was instantly frozen by the cold air all over the meridians, and suddenly felt cold and tingling all over his body, but he knew that this was the old man torturing him, so he couldn't help but keep silent.
The old man saw that Zhang Wuji was sweating profusely, his teeth were creaking but he didn't speak, so he sneered: "Zhang Cuishan's son is so hard! No wonder the Xuanming Divine Palm didn't force anything to ......."
Zhang Wuji was shocked when he heard this, he knew that no one knew about the Xuanming Divine Palm in his body except for the masters of Shaolin and Wudang, Huashan, and Emei, and this matter would not spread to the rivers and lakes.
"You...... Who are you?" asked Zhang Wuji with a cold shudder.
The old man smiled and said, "Don't you say Xie Xun's residence?"
Zhang Wuji shook his head resolutely and said, "I won't say anything if I die." ”
"Don't you say?" hehe...... old man sneered, "I always have a way to make your parents say, how can they be married together, a martial arts master, a cult witch?
After the old man finished speaking, he thought for a long time, and suddenly sneered again and again, Zhang Wuji saw that he was sinister and terrifying, and his laughter was terrifying, he knew that he must be thinking of a terrible conspiracy and poisonous scheme, and instantly felt a cold air coming out of his body inside and out, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his body.
The old man turned around and went out of the cave, and then half a day later, Zhang Wuji found that a person who was shorter than the old man came in, and when he approached Zhang Wuji, he saw clearly that it was a man in green clothes, but his face was covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his appearance.
Zhang Wuji knew that he must be the person sent by the old man to monitor and guard him, so he stopped talking at first, but closed his eyes and exercised his skills, using the internal force of the two Jiuyang Divine Skills to resist the cold poison, and when the cold poison was half driven away, he used Zixia True Qi to comb his body, so he didn't know how long it took.
The man in Tsing Yi didn't speak all the time, but sometimes brought some dried fruits and meat to feed Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji was not afraid of poisoning, and those who came did not refuse, and ate them all. I don't know the sun and moon in the cave, and when Zhang Wuji gets rid of all the cold poison in his body, even the sealed acupoints have been broken open with the method taught by Xie Xun, during this period, the man in Tsing Yi fed Zhang Wuji three times to eat, but the old man didn't see it once, Zhang Wuji knew that the old man must have gone out to do something, and now that the cold poison has gone, the acupuncture points have also been unlocked, when will he not escape at this time?
After a while, the man in Tsing Yi came to feed Wuji again, Zhang Wuji's heart moved, and he suddenly hit the two acupuncture points of the man in Tsing Yi with ten successful powers, the man was not low in martial arts, but he didn't expect Zhang Wuji to break through the acupoints sealed by the master's phantom yin finger in one day, and he didn't expect Zhang Wuji to have such a clever kung fu, so he was careless and negligent and was knocked down by Zhang Wuji twice.
Zhang Wuji clicked on the "sour numb hole" of the man in Tsing Yi again, and he suddenly snorted uncomfortably, and then Wuji asked, "Who are you? Who is that old man?"
The man in Tsing Yi just didn't speak, and Zhang Wuji was not a person who could torture him, so he wanted to reach out and point at his acupoint in the middle of his body to make his heart and lungs stop and fall unconscious, he didn't want to point down and his tentacles were hard, he reached out and grabbed it in the dark, only to see that it was a manual, Zhang Wuji didn't care about it, and continued to point him unconscious with a finger, and then casually put the booklet into the back burden tied with him and got up and went out.