Chapter Forty-Eight: Asking for Divine Skill and Rushing to Shaolin
Zhang Zhenren said again: "Now I am afraid that the only way to cure this disease is Shaolin Temple." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info: It seems that I have to take Zixu on a trip. ”
Daoist Qiu asked, "Master, but you want to ask for the Sun Worship Divine Skill?"
Zhang Zhenren nodded and said: "Only the Shaolin Temple's sun worship magic skill, pure to yang, can dissolve this negative thunder." ”
The six Taoist leaders couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they heard this, several people looked at each other for a while, and Lu Qiuyun said: "Since the Yuan Dynasty, the emperor has followed the Tao and suppressed the Buddha, although the Shaolin Temple and my Wudang are good friends on the surface, but in private they are inconsistent, and they look wrong. Moreover, this Jiuyang magic skill is the treasure of Shaolin martial arts, in my opinion, even if you go up the mountain in person, it is difficult to find this treasure. ”
"Senior brother is right, is there any other way? Master. Daoist Liu Guquan agreed.
"I didn't know that this treasure was hard to find. I think that even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can only discharge these nine thunder forces, and there will still be some damage to Zixu's body. And this sun worship magic skill can turn the nine thunder forces into their own use, and this thunder power will still be extremely domineering when used. Even if he is a teacher's current skill, he does not dare to touch his edge easily. For Zixu's domineering skills, it seems that this trip to Shaolin Temple is bound to take a journey. Zhang Zhenren looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and secretly said in his heart, I have divined Zixu, although he has had a bumpy life and suffered setbacks, but it is definitely not a premature death.
At this time, Sun Daochang had already returned to the house, and bowed his hand and said, "Master, the carriage and other affairs have been prepared, look, who will accompany you?"
"Let Deadpool be the coachman, and then Zixu and I can do it, it's not good if there are more people going, but it makes the crowd move, but it gives those bald donkeys an excuse to shirk. "Zhang Zhenren. Everyone knew that Zhang Zhenren said nothing, and they didn't dare to say anything.
After a while, a strong man wearing a hat and a black iron mask walked into the wing. As soon as this person entered the chamber, he seemed to exude a dead breath all over his body, making people feel that the temperature was a few degrees lower, except for Zhang Zhenren, several Taoist leaders felt unwell. He saluted Zhang Zhenren, but ignored the seven Dao Masters, who were the Deadpool in Zhang Zhen's mouth. He walked to the bedside, picked up Yang Zixu and walked towards the carriage outside.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Zhenren said goodbye to the Taoist chiefs, and left Wudang Mountain with Deadpool in a carriage.
On the official road leading to Xiangyang, a carriage was walking slowly, and in order to avoid the discomfort caused by the bumps in the vehicle to Yangzixu, Sun Daochang specially put a thick cotton mattress on the carriage. At this time, it was already summer, but Yang Zixu was covering the thick quilt in the car, but he still couldn't help shivering with cold.
Zhang Zhenren was beside him, constantly giving him luck to help him resist the cold. Yang Zixu opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Zhenren who was tired, and said unbearably: "Grandpa, don't give me luck, this little injury can't help me." Look at me now, alive and well. As he spoke, he flicked his arm, but he felt like he had touched the electric door, and his whole body was numb. "Oh, I still have sequelae from this thunderstorm, damn it, God, it seems that you are planning to play with me for the rest of your life. ”
Zhang Zhenren took out a "Pure Yang Qi Gathering Pill" from his arms and gave it to him, "This medicine can dispel cold and calm the nerves." When I arrived at Xiangyang Mansion, I went to the pharmacy to get some medicine to reduce fever and dispel cold. ”
Yang Zixu took the pill, felt that his body was warmer, and said, "Grandpa, am I useless, I first lost to a little eunuch, and then accidentally retrograde the internal force in the woods。。。。。。 ”
"Silly boy, grandpa knows that you are a child who values love and righteousness, it must be because you drove away the second wolf, and then remembered your relatives, so you will be really angry and retrograde, and vent your dantian. Zhang Zhenren hugged him and comforted him.
Yang Zixu smirked and said, "Grandpa is so powerful, he knows everything." Well, where are we going?"
"Grandpa took you to Shaolin Temple, haven't you always wanted to go and see it?"
"Great. Did you go there to let the monk treat me?"
"It's not for a monk to heal, it's for a book, this book can cure your illness. ”
Can the books of Shaolin Temple cure my disease? This thunder power in my body is the poison of the cold...... As soon as he wanted to speak, he saw Zhang Zhenren pick up the curtain and say, "Come out, follow along." As soon as the words fell, a figure dressed as a businessman jumped up to the window, "Master, Yiqing has kowtowed to you." ”
"Excuse me, excuse me, the clothes are so clean, don't get dirty, come in. With that, Zhang Zhenren let Yiqing into the carriage.
"You sneaked out of the mountain gate this time, and when you return to the mountain, your master will have to punish you heavily. Zhang Zhenren teased her.
Yiqing shook Zhang Zhenren's hand and said coquettishly: "As long as Brother Yang's illness can be cured, it will punish me for facing the wall for a year, and I am willing." ”
Yang Zixu saw that it was clear, and remembered the bathing in Shennong Valley that day, and couldn't help but be angry in his heart, pouting and saying, "Hmph, do you still want to eat the roast leg of lamb I made?"
Yiqing and Yang Zixu looked at each other, then lowered their heads with a blush, and whispered: "It's not all, when you get better, you have to take me to see the snow outside." ”
Yang Zixu also remembered that day when he was drunk and talked about snow and swords, so he said: "Okay, I'm sick, I'll take you to the outside of the Saiwai, eat wine, eat meat, walk the rivers and lakes, and fight unevenly." ”
Zhang Zhenren saw that the two young people were chatting happily, opened the front door, and went next to Lao Ding, it seems that this Zhang Zhenren is also unwilling to get involved in the affairs of juniors.
Yang Zixu and Yiqing saw that Zhang Zhenren had gone out, but they were embarrassed. After a long time, Na Yiqing broke the silence, "Brother Yang, your swordsmanship is so good, why do you still practice swordsmanship?"
Yang Zixu snorted and said, "This sword is only used by gentlemen, and I am not a gentleman." Why do you need a sword?"
Yiqing blinked and said with a smile: "You are indeed not a gentleman. Then, with a red face, she said, "You're a big badass." ”
"You ......" Yang Zixu listened to her teasing herself, but she was speechless, he rolled his eyes a few times, and said: "I would have known that you were a girl, and that day in the valley, I would have left you and ran away with my bare ass." Moreover. ”
"Hmph, why are you so ruthless and unjust, I saved your little life, okay?" Yiqing kicked him and said.
Yang Zixu sighed, and retorted with a cold face: "What, obviously my grandfather saved me with the medicine I gave me......" Saying this, he hurriedly touched his body, and the cold sweat suddenly came down.
"What's wrong?Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?" Yiqing saw that his face was ugly, and hurriedly asked.
Fuck, what about the little bottle of antidote? It must be that daylight butt went up the mountain and was thrown in Shennong Valley, that medicine can cure all kinds of poisons. "The antidote is lost. Yang Zixu said with a crying face.
When she heard this, she was also sad for a while, but she still comforted Yang Zixu and said: "Brother Yang gave me those two grains, and I still put them on the mountain, and when you come back, I will give them back to you." Don't be sad, if you lose this thing, you will lose it, fate is over, and it will not be yours if you don't lose it. ”
Yang Zixu listened to the words, fate is over, it is not yours if you don't lose it...... These words burned deep into his sore spots, and he lowered his head and said no more.
At this time, Zhang Zhenren, who was sitting on the car, said to the deadpool who was driving the car: "Lao Ding, the horse team is coming behind, I'm afraid it's not a good person, you should be careful." ”
Deadpool listened, nodded, and said nothing.
After a while, I could hear the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind, and more than 20 fast horses galloped forward, all of whom were dressed in white clothes and white trousers, and wore black heroes, who were extremely handsome. Because it was almost to Xiangyang City, there were more and more pedestrians on the road, and more than 20 fast horses disturbed the pedestrians on the road who were embarrassed and avoided everywhere. When the horse team arrived at the back of the carriage, because the carriage was wide and occupied the middle of the road, the horse team could only pass on both sides of the road, and when the last two horses crossed the carriage, they deliberately slowed down, and the two riders on the left and right raised their whips and whipped them fiercely towards the horses pulling the carts, seeing that the whip was about to be drawn to the horses......