"Golden needle?Hu Qingniu, what do you mean by this, do you and your wife still want to use this golden needle to heal us?" Senior Brother Yu......" Seeing the twelve golden needles that Hu Qingniu displayed, the middle-aged dwarf laughed and said disdainfully. But when he turned his head to look at the Taoist priest surnamed Yu of the Beidou Sword Sect, he saw that his face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something, and then looked at the Taoist Song of the Wudang Sect, who also had such an expression, which made him feel a sudden shock in his heart, and said in his heart: "Could it be that there is anything strange about this golden needle?" and hurriedly asked the two.

However, before the two of them could answer, the needle bag in Hu Qingniu's hand had already reached Fang Zhixing's hand. I saw that he seemed to remember and said to Hu Qingniu with guilt: "Where did you get this golden needle?"

"Where did you get it?" Hu Qingniu was slightly stunned when he heard this question, but looking at the Taoist robe on Fang Zhixing's body, he seemed to remember something, and said: "The predecessor is a member of the Quanzhen Sect?

"Yes, of course I know!" Fang Zhixing said. This golden needle came from his hand, and he didn't know it, but he didn't know how this golden needle fell into Hu Qingniu's hands, so he asked Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu: "Who is your ancestor? Have you ever said where you got the golden needle, and whether there are any acupuncture or medical skills handed down?"

"Does anyone know this golden needle?" Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu heard this, and their hearts were full of joy, and their hearts relaxed a lot. Hu Qingniu said: "The younger master is a traveling doctor and has never appeared in the martial arts, so don't talk about it." As for the origin of this set of golden needles, Qingniu's master once mentioned something, saying that the ancestor once helped a friend solve some problems, and it was donated by that friend. Could it be that the seniors knew the friend of the ancestor?" As if he didn't want to mention the origin of his master, Hu Qingniu just said it briefly, and asked Fang Zhixing in the opposite direction.

Answer like this. Naturally, he couldn't satisfy Fang Zhixing, and he was about to ask again, but he heard a voice from the Huashan faction: "Everyone is optimistic, the demons of these three demon sects first disrupted the deliberations of the three factions. Now he sings and harmonizes again, and regards Zhengqitang as a place to reminisce about the past, which is clearly not to take the Huashan faction, the Beidou Sword faction and the Wudang faction in his eyes. If we allow them to go down today, won't it seem that our Huashan faction is incompetent? Master, please give an order quickly. Kill these three demon sect demons!" Many people in the Huashan Sect were originally intimidated by Fang Zhixing's prestige of defeating the enemy with one move, and they didn't want to provoke such a master when the situation was unclear, but when they heard these words, they couldn't help but be suspicious: "Could it be that this old Dao is also a member of the Demon Sect, what he said just now was to let us relax our vigilance, and then catch them all." If Senior Brother Xian said this, he really has to guard against it!"

And the head of the Huashan faction over there heard Xian Yutong's request, but he didn't act for a while. As the head of a faction, although his energy has declined. But it is by no means unreasonable, Bai Yuan's death is strange, he has long had doubts in his heart, and it is only because Xian Yutong is his disciple or the son-in-law he personally chose that he has gained his trust. However, today, the Beidou Sword Sect and the Wudang faction all expressed suspicion of Xian Yutong, and Wang Nangu even bluntly said who benefited the most after Bai Yuan's death, which made his suspicion of Xian Yutong also greater. At this time, hearing Xian Yutong's words that he was obviously going to kill people made him even more affirmed. Thinking that the biggest scandal in the history of the Huashan faction might break out during his tenure, his heart suddenly tightened. Almost speechless.

"Tong'er, don't be impatient, this ...... What are you doing? Uh......" Under the suspicion in his heart, the head of the Huashan faction was about to delay. Wait for things to come to light. But he suddenly felt that his wrist was tight, his pulse was already restricted, and when he reprimanded again, his neck was also choked, and he couldn't speak for a while. Affected by this change, the head of the Huashan faction was ashamed and angry. was angry for a while, and he fainted, causing a big uproar in the hall.

"Xian Yutong, do you want to kill your master? Why don't you let go of your master soon?" The people of the Huashan faction were waiting for the order of the master, who would have expected such a change to happen. Seeing that the head of the sect was suddenly restrained by his disciple and son-in-law Xian Yutong, the confusion in their hearts can be imagined, and they can't figure out the reason for it for a while. It was still Yu Daochang of the Beidou Sword Sect who reacted the fastest, and was the first to think of the reason, and reprimanded Xian Yutong loudly.

"Let go, hmph, let him go, will you let me go? Don't come here, otherwise, the old guy will really lose his life!" Seeing that the action was going well, Xian Yutong was relieved and sneered. As he spoke, he raised the folding fan in his hand and said proudly: "Hu Qingniu, what is hidden in this folding fan, others don't know, but you must know it, or warn them, lest they act rashly, which is not good for everyone!"

"Good evil obstacles, it turns out ...... It turns out that what she said is true, and Bai Yuan's death was also done by you, say it quickly!" Hearing this, the middle-aged dwarf of the Huashan Sect seemed to have figured out something, and roared angrily.

"Hey, since Uncle Shi knows, why do you want to ask again? Let's think about how to solve the matter in front of me first?" Although he restrained his master, Xian Yutong was a little ashamed in his heart, and he didn't want to say more about it, so he said to everyone: "Everyone, I just want to go down the mountain safely, please make it convenient!"

"Convenient, convenient P!" When the middle-aged dwarf heard this, he was even more furious in his heart, shouted, and pulled out his waist knife with the tall middle-aged man next to him, and was about to step forward and pounce. Xian Yutong's face changed sharply, but in the hearts of the two, they were still more impressed by the deferentiality in the past, and naturally they didn't care about what he said.

"Stop!" Seeing the two of them rushing towards him, Xian Yutong grabbed the head of the Huashan faction with his left hand, folded the fan with his right hand, and said loudly: "If the two of you are like this, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless." Hu Qingniu, aren't you well-informed? Why don't you hurry up and tell them!"

Seeing that Xian Yutong's face was not like a joke, the middle-aged dwarf and the tall middle-aged man suddenly felt a sudden in their hearts, and couldn't help but stop, and looked at Hu Qingniu together. Yu Dao Chang of the Beidou Sword Sect asked on his behalf: "Mr. Hu, what is the mystery in Xian Yu Tongfan, can you give me some explanations?"

Hu Qingniu seemed to think of something since he saw Xian Yutong suddenly make a move, and when he saw Xian Yutong raising his fan several times to threaten him. At this time, when he heard Daoist Yu's question, he seemed to be resentful, guilty, sad, and nostalgic, with a crying voice, gritted his teeth and said: "Gold, silkworm, Gu, poison, what is hidden in his fan is the golden silkworm Gu poison!" (To be continued.) )