Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and others hurried towards the Song Dynasty with Zhao Tiancheng, because only Zhao Tiancheng could control the Divine Condor, so these people could only hire a carriage and go to the south non-stop.

When they were on the road, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong took turns to help Zhao Tiancheng sort out the alien internal qi in the meridians, barely able to maintain the destruction of the alien internal qi.

After arriving in the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty, although the group was anxious about Zhao Tiancheng's injury, everyone really couldn't support it, and even Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong were exhausted because of the consumption of internal qi. So in the evening, I rested at an inn.

Looking at Huang Yaoshi, who was sitting next to Zhao Tiancheng and slowly reaping his skills, Hong Qi said fairly: "Brother Yao, you are proficient in pharmacology, is there nothing you can do? Zhao Xiaozi can't stay in such a coma forever." ”

Huang Yaoshi slowly shook his head and said, "Seventh brother, I am more worried about his safety than you, if Rong'er knows about it, she still doesn't know what it will be like to be sad?"

"Isn't there anything you can do?"

After being silent for a while, Huang Yaoshi spoke: "There is one, but there is not much hope. ”

Hong Qigong stood up all of a sudden and said, "Huang Laoxi, don't sell Guanzi, hurry up!"

Huang Yaoshi stood up and walked to the window, looked at the night sky and said, "Seventh brother, the time for the second Huashan Sword Debate is coming soon!"

"Oh! It's really right to say that you are the East Evil, when is it, why do you still mention this kind of thing. ”

"Seventh brother, the two of us haven't seen Emperor Duan for a long time!"

Hong Qigong's heart moved: "Ah, are you talking about Emperor Duan?" He clapped his hands and said, "Yes, how can you forget Emperor Duan, if Emperor Duan is willing to make a move, there must be no problem!"

Shaking his head, Huang Yaoshi said: "Seventh brother, it may be useless for you and me to come forward, the period of Huashan's sword discussion is approaching, if Emperor Duan makes a move." What's more, the seventh brother, don't forget what is the identity of Zhao Xiaozi, and what is the identity of Emperor Duan?"

Hong Qigong thought about it and felt that what Huang Yaoshi said was very reasonable, but Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi had different temperaments, and said loudly: "Huang Laoxi, if you have so many concerns and don't want to go, I won't be reluctant to call Hua, you go and coax your baby daughter, and I'll take Zhao Xiaozi with you." ”

Huang Yaoshi smiled and said: "Seventh brother is not in a hurry, no matter what, Zhao Xiaozi is also my son-in-law, who let my precious daughter fall in love with this kid, my father-in-law has no choice but to help." ”

The disciples of the beggar gang were all over the world, and Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi took Zhao Tiancheng to the territory of Dali, but they did not go to the national capital.

Huang Yaoshi was a little puzzled, but after Hong Qigong's narration, he realized that so many things had happened later, and he also sighed, and at the same time, the desire to win in his heart also faded.

After arriving at the place where Emperor Duan lived in seclusion, the road was even more difficult to walk, and the carriage could not go in at all, so the two had to make a simple stretcher, one carrying the other, and walking among the mountains like flying. The two of them had excellent kung fu, and they ran through the rugged mountain road in this troubled world, but the stretcher did not shake at all.

Coming to the mountain range, I came to a waterfall, the waterfall flowed down from a steep mountain peak that pierced through the clouds, the mountain rocks were slippery, there was no grass, there was no way up the mountain, and the waterfall was just falling from the sky.

On the shore next to the waterfall is a fisherman dressed in a cloak sitting on a boulder under the willow trees.

Hong Qigong knew that this person was Emperor Duan's eldest disciple, Diancang Yuyin, who was originally the governor of Dali.

The man saw two people carrying a stretcher and rushing over, the speed was fast, and he was shocked, knowing that he might be looking for a master to save people, and he wanted to stop it, but he didn't expect that when the person walked in, it was the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong.

Dian Cang Yuyin hurriedly stood up, saluted Hong Qigong and said: "I didn't expect it to be the arrival of the seniors of the Northern Beggars, and I missed the welcome, please forgive the rudeness of the juniors." ”

Hong Qigong hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay! Okay! It's important to save people, quickly take Lao Zhaohua up the mountain to find your master." ”

Although Dian Cang Yuyin didn't know that the person behind him was Huang Yaoshi, but the person who couldn't even be saved by Hong Qigong must have been seriously injured, and now Huashan Lunjian was about to arrive, although he knew Hong Qigong's personality, but at that time, he had to have some doubts in his heart, and he didn't understand for a while.

Hong Qigong waited impatiently, and opened his mouth to shout: "Emperor Duan, old friends have not come out to visit yet. ”

Huang Yaoshi was also faintly dissatisfied with Dian Cangyuyin, but after all, he was Nandi's apprentice, not to mention that the two of them still had a request for Emperor Duan, and it was not easy to make a move, so he also shouted: "Brother Duan, the pharmacist came to ask him to come out and see him." ”

The voices of the two people rumbled between the mountains, and although the Diancang Yuyin on the side had outstanding martial arts, he was still torn apart by the internal force contained in the sound.

"Haha! How can the two of you have time to come here? The poor monk is ashamed! Ashamed!" The voice came from the top of the mountain, but when it came to his ears, it seemed to be talking beside him.

An old monk wearing a coarse cloth robe, two long white eyebrows drooped from the corners of his eyes, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, although there was a hint of sorrow between his eyebrows, but an old monk with a graceful and luxurious look floated down from the mountain, stepping on the water and flowing to the side of the two.

After the three of them saluted, Master Yideng said, "The two of you must have come here for this layman." Stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Tiancheng, who was lying flat on the ground at this time.

Hong Qi said fairly: "Yes, Emperor Duan doesn't know if he can come to the rescue." ”

Master Yideng folded his hands and silently recited a Buddha horn: "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, how can the old man not save him when he dies?"

Dian Cang Yuyin next to him hurriedly said anxiously when he heard that the master was going to make a move: "Master." ”

Yideng waved his hand to stop him from continuing: "Needless to say, the seventh brother and the medicine brother personally came to ask the poor monk to help, this person must be saved, go and prepare the boat." ”

Dian Cangyuyin saw that Master Yilan was resolute, so he had to bow his head and answer: "Yes, Master." ”

Hong Qigong glanced at Huang Yaoshi and said, "How about it? Huang Laoxi, I will say that Emperor Duan will make a move!"

The three of them gossiped for a while, and then took a boat over the waterfall and went straight to the top of the mountain.

The iron boat slowly moved forward, and birds chirped from time to time among the green willows. After passing a cave, there is a huge fountain outside the cave, up to more than two zhang, rushing snow and splashing jade, two huge water columns spray up from the stone hole, fly into the air, and the sound of sneering is from the fountain. The stream ends here, and the fountain is apparently the source of the stream and waterfall below.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Huang Yaoshi praised: "Brother Duan, I have found a good place. ”

Master Yideng said: "Where can it compare to Brother Yao's Peach Blossom Island?"

After crossing a cliff path, you will come to a small temple. Master Yideng led the two people into the wing room and said, "It's important to save people, please forgive the two of you for not being well entertained." ”

Hong Qi said fairly: "Yes, yes, yes! Saving people is important." Huang Laoxie and I are waiting here. ”

Putting Zhao Tiancheng on the futon, Master Yideng first probed the pulse, and when he felt the alien internal qi in Zhao Tiancheng's meridians, he was also shocked, and sighed in his heart, "No wonder! ”

Sitting behind Zhao Tiancheng, Master Yideng was in a position for a long time, opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly jumped up, touching his chest with his left palm and his right hand

Stretched out his index finger, slowly pointed to the Baihui acupoint on the top of Zhao Tiancheng's head, a lamp master pointed over, immediately retracted, his body did not move, the second finger has been pointed to the back top acupoint one inch and a half behind the Baihui acupoint, and then Qiangjian, Brain Household, Fengfu, Dazhu, Tao Dao, Body Pillar, Shendao, Lingtai all the way down. The fingers are soothing and free, the arms are chic and elegant, and the thirty points are pointed, and there are thirty different techniques, and each move is open and open, each with its own weather, which is very different from the usual point point kung fu.

After lighting the Du pulse, Master Yideng rested for a long time before he began to point the next meridian, and after the time of three incense sticks, he finally began to point the eight acupoints with veins under him. At this time, he was already shooting very slowly, and it seemed that he was very difficult to order, his mouth was panting, his body was shaking, and he couldn't support it.

Although the xenomorph internal qi in Zhao Tiancheng's body is extremely domineering, it lacks stamina, and it will not be able to be cleared out because of Zhao Tiancheng's coma.

Slowly opened his eyes, although Zhao Tiancheng felt a splitting headache and heavy eyelids, but he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, so he wanted to look at the surrounding situation, only to find that an old monk behind him was sitting on the futon, but at this time, his face was pale, the monk's robe was wet, and he was looking at Zhao Tiancheng with relief.

Looking at the surrounding situation again, Zhao Tiancheng knew what was going on, and hurriedly said weakly: "Thank you master for saving me." And he fainted again.