Chapter 4

The situation was urgent. Song Yuanqiao and others didn't care to talk about the past. They just hurried to meet Zhang Cuishan's family and hurried back to the main hall to find Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, he is in the hall now and is waiting for us to meet him. Fifth brother and sister-in-law, come with me with Wuji."

So they hurried back to the main hall to see Zhang Sanfeng.

"I'll see you, master!"

As soon as he saw Zhang Sanfeng face to face, Zhang Cuishan immediately knelt down and gently raised his hands to show Zhang Wuji to Zhang Sanfeng.

"This is your grandson, my son Zhang Wuji... He is now hurt by the thief with Yin cold palm power. The cold poison enters the body and is very painful. I hope you can save him, master!"

Zhang Sanfeng's face moved, and he didn't see any action. The whole person came floating and appeared in front of Zhang Cuishan in an instant.

"Cui Shan, get up first." Zhang Sanfeng held Zhang Cuishan's arm and lifted him from the ground. Then he took Zhang Wuji from his hand and put him gently on the ground of the main hall.

After taking Zhang Wuji's pulse and carefully observing his face, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but change his face slightly. Then he tore off his clothes and turned him over. He saw a dark green and blue palm print printed on his back.

"Xuanming divine palm." He was a little surprised and said to himself.

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's soliloquy, Zhang Cuishan immediately raised his head and asked, "master, do you know what kind of martial arts Wuji was injured by?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a heavy face: "it's the xuanming divine palm... I only said that when Taoist Baishan died 30 years ago, this sinister xuanming divine palm has been lost. How do you know that there are still people in the world who can master this kung fu..."

Although he didn't know what the mysterious God's palm was that he had never heard of, seeing that even Zhang Sanfeng, who was worshipped as a God, showed such awe inspiring reactions, Zhang Cuishan couldn't help feeling more anxious.

"Master, please help my Wuji child!"

Yin Susu beside him also knelt down with a sad face and cried, "I hope immortal Zhang can save my child!"

"Don't worry, I'll do it now."

When Zhang Sanfeng said this, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zhang Wuji's back, and a thick Qi directly passed into Zhang Wuji's body.

Originally, I thought that with his invincible internal skill cultivation, as long as he was not a person who died immediately, regardless of multiple injuries, his true Qi would improve as soon as he arrived. Unexpectedly, the true Qi penetrated into Wuji's body, but it caused his stress reaction.

For a moment, Zhang Wuji's face changed from white to green, and then from green to purple. The whole person was trembling.

Zhang Sanfeng quickly stopped and reached out to touch his forehead. His tentacles were cold, as if he had touched a piece of ice for thousands of years. If his martial arts had not reached the realm, he would tremble with cold.

Under such circumstances, even Zhang Sanfeng, who participated in creation, could not help but frown. Helpless, he had to die first and become a living horse doctor. At least he had to save his disciple's life first.

Zhang Sanfeng looked up at the people in the hall, saw several Wudang seven Xia present one by one, and finally fixed his eyes on Lu Zhi.

"Qingzhi, together with the old Taoist priest, deliver pure Yang Qi to Wuji's body and protect his heart and viscera first."

Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that when so many Wudang disciples were present, even when most of the seven heroes of Wudang were present, the grandmaster chose him, a young disciple of three generations, to heal Zhang Wuji with him.

After seeing the deep meaning in the eyes of master Sanfeng, Lu Zhi understood that his cultivation has been seen through by the master.

——- nowadays, his cultivation of genuine Qi in his body is no less than that of any of the seven heroes in Wudang, and he is far better than others in terms of the purity of genuine Qi.

After refining Longyuan, the purity of Qi in his body is probably no less than that of Zhang Sanfeng.

The two of them worked together to treat Zhang Wuji, and the effect must be better than that of cooperating with the seven heroes of Wudang. After all, they both practiced pure Yang limitless skill, which can definitely play the effect of one plus one greater than two.

At this time, the system also jumped out at the right time to join in a wave of excitement.

[Ding, trigger random task.]

[option 1: refuse to treat Zhang Wuji and cause his death. After meeting the conditions, you can get a reward - Magic knife village justice.]

[option 2: spare no effort to rescue Zhang Wuji and dissolve the cold poison on him. After meeting the conditions, you can get a reward - Yuanhong sword.]

Lu Zhi's complexion is not obvious, but his heart is full of stomach Fei. This is basically equivalent to having only one choice.

Not to mention that he could not refuse the orders of master Sanfeng, he said that as a Wudang disciple, he could not do such things as not saving his fellow disciples at the sight of death.

Even if he doesn't have a cold for Zhang Wuji, the relationship between him and Wudang makes Lu Zhi unable to sit idly by.

After all, when he first crossed the world, he almost didn't starve to death in the street. It was the founder Zhang Sanfeng who saved him and brought him back to Wudang, which enabled him to grow to this point.

Therefore, for him, Wudang is the same existence as his family, and it is also the only thing he cares about and cherishes in the world. The people of Wudang are his family.

For Zhang Wuji, that is, the feeling of unfamiliar remote relatives, so even if he has no feeling for Zhang Wuji, he will never have any malice against him for no reason.

"Option two."

Lu Zhi stepped forward. Zhang Sanfeng had helped Zhang Wuji up from the ground, held up one of his arms, and put one palm against the palm of his hand to convey real Qi.

"Qingzhi, come."

Lu Zhi nodded, also came to Zhang Wuji, sat down cross legged, picked up Zhang Wuji's other arm, raised his palm and pasted it.

Hiss

At that moment, Rao Shilu Zhi couldn't help taking a cold breath. No wonder even the founder Sanfeng took a serious attitude like facing a great enemy. This xuanming divine palm really has something.

"Qingzhi, meditate... Zhenqi goes to Shaoshang point, Taiyin lung meridian point and Zhongfu point..."

"Yes, grandmaster."

According to Zhang Sanfeng's instructions, Lu Zhi continuously transported the true Qi into Zhang Wuji's body all the way.

However, after several interest scenes, the cooperation between the two people has been effective. Zhang Wuji's blue and purple face slowly became ruddy, and the frightening chill on his body slowly began to converge and subside.

Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Zhi have pushed the pure Yang limitless power to the limit. A hot breath emanates from outside the two human bodies, just like two human melting furnaces. The roasted hall is hot, just like that hot summer season.

"This...?" Zhang Cuishan stared at Lu Zhi's back in disbelief, shocked and inexplicable.

This young man has such profound cultivation!

This talent is really unheard of and amazing!