"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. However, when he turned his head to look at the Daoist 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 Daoist 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 this golden needle is really something strange?" 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 some. It is said that the ancestor once helped a friend solve some problems, and it was transferred 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.

Such an answer naturally couldn't satisfy Fang Zhixing, and he was about to ask again. But I 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, and now they are singing and harmonizing, and they regard the righteous hall as a place to talk about the past, and they clearly do not take the Huashan faction, the Beidou Sword faction and the Wudang faction in their eyes." If we allow them to go down today, won't it seem that our Huashan faction is incompetent? Master, please give an order to kill these three demons quickly!" Many people in the Huashan faction were originally intimidated by Fang Zhixing's majesty of defeating the enemy with one move. Unwilling to provoke such a master when the situation was unclear, when he heard these words, he couldn't help but be suspicious: "Could it be that this old Taoist 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 he is by no means a stupid person, and Bai Yuan's death is strange. He had doubts in his heart, but it was only because Xian Yutong was his disciple or his son-in-law that he personally chose that he did not think of this. It's just that today, the Beidou Sword Sect and the Wudang faction all expressed suspicion of Xian Yutong, and Wang Nangu even bluntly said who was benefiting after Bai Yuan's death, which made his suspicion of Xian Yutong increase sharply. At this time, I heard Xian Yutong's words that he was obviously going to kill people. Let him be even more sure in his heart. Thinking that the biggest scandal in the history of the Huashan faction might break out during his tenure, his heart suddenly tightened, and he was almost speechless.

"Tong'er, don't be impatient, this ...... What are you doing? uh......" was suspicious. The head of the Huashan faction is about to delay and 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 in his heart, and he was so angry that 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, so you did Bai Yuan's death, 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 fart!" When the middle-aged dwarf heard this, he was even more angry 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 tell them about it quickly! If something really happens, you don't want to live!"

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, gritting his teeth, and said: "Gold, silkworm, Gu, poison, what is hidden in his fan is the golden silkworm Gu poison!" (To be continued.) )