Chapter 30

Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Qi, the pure Yang Qi of Lu Zhi and Lao Zhang, and even the cold poison force in his body rushed into his governor's pulse at the same time!

Buzz!

In an instant, a huge shock force broke out from Zhang Wuji's body, almost bouncing Lu Zhi and Zhang Sanfeng away.

Zhang Wuji's governor was finally forced away!

At the same time, Zhang Wuji suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of green blood, which was thrown out by Zhang Sanfeng.

I saw the mouth against the blood, but just fell to the ground, it immediately condensed into a piece, and it was still braved the forest cold on it, which looked very strange and disgusting.

And that is the cold poison that has been attached to Zhang Wuji!

Although the crane pen Weng first entered Zhang Wuji's body with only a Yin cold palm force, with the continuous erosion of this Yin cold palm force on his body, its nature has long changed into a Yin cold poison like a bone maggot.

"Wuji!" Zhang Cuishan and others screamed.

"You don't have to worry." Zhang Sanfeng took a long sigh of relief and slowly closed his work. "Wuji has nothing to do. Qingzhi and I have forced the cold poison out of his body."

As a party, Zhang Wuji also felt that the whole person was much more relaxed and comfortable after spitting out the blood.

He forced himself to lie on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng: "thank you very much, master."

After thanking Zhang Sanfeng, he got up and bowed to Lu Zhi: "thank you, senior brother Qingzhi."

Lu Zhi just nodded at him, didn't speak, and then directly sat on his knees, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Saving people with one Yang finger is a very energy-consuming and skill consuming thing. When Yideng master used one Yang finger to treat Huang Rong, he even exhausted his true Qi. All his skills were lost within three days, and he had to practice slowly later.

Although Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Zhi are two people, their situation is better than that of Yideng master, but they still have to spend their mind.

Zhang Sanfeng's face was also a little tired, but his skill was incomparable, and the situation was better than Lu Zhifeng's.

He said, "well, Cuishan, take Wuji to have a rest first. Remember to fry some pills to replenish his body these days, and then there will be no big problem."

"Master, Cui Shan has left." Zhang Cuishan came forward, took the weak Zhang Wuji in his arms, saluted Zhang Sanfeng, and left the side hall with people.

Others also saluted Zhang Sanfeng and left one after another.

Soon, only Zhang Sanfeng and Lu Zhi were left in the hall. He took a look at Lu Zhi, who was closing his eyes to regulate his breath. He also closed his eyes, put his hands between his legs, and silently adjusted his breath.

Then in a twinkling of an eye, it was three hours later.

Lu Zhi wakes up from meditation, spits out a long mouthful of turbid Qi, and recovers a lot.

On the other hand, Zhang Sanfeng, who had finished the interest rate adjustment an hour ago, was reading an ancient book called Daojing, which was yellowing in the paper industry.

"Shizu." Lu Zhi got up and saluted.

Zhang Sanfeng looked up and said, "Qingzhi, it's hard for you today."

"Don't dare to say it's hard. Wuji is my younger martial brother. These are what I should do."

Zhang Sanfeng was very satisfied with his jaw: "Qingzhi, you can have such an idea. Lao Dao is very pleased."

Lu Zhi's temperament has always been cold and indifferent, as if he was indifferent to everything. Lao Zhang used to worry about whether Lu Zhi would develop into such a "forgetful" state, but now he has a bit of human feelings.

"Well, go down and have a rest. Remember not to practice the nine tripods refining method these days. First collect the congenital purple Qi for a period of time to make up for the lost mind."

"Yes, I know."

In the following half a month, Lu Zhi did not practice the Jiuding refining method, but collected the innate purple Qi in the early morning of each day with the method of eating Qi according to Zhang Sanfeng's instructions.

After such half a month, all the lost mind and skills recovered, and there was a slight increase.

Then on this day, Lu Zhi came to his cheap master song Yuanqiao to greet him.

Song Yuanqiao: "come on, Qingzhi, what are you going to do for the teacher this time?"

Song Yuanqiao knows more about Lu Zhi's virtue than anything else. When he is free, let alone come to greet him, he can't even see his face!

So once he comes to see himself, it means that the boy must have something to find himself.

Lu Zhi said, "well, I want to take some medicinal materials from the treasure house for wine making. Please agree and give me a warrant to let me go by the elder martial brother guarding the treasure house."

Wudang Mountain is a famous and blessed place. There are many precious medicinal materials growing in the mountains. Moreover, Wudang is a Taoist and naturally has the skill of refining pills. Therefore, every once in a while, Wudang people will go to the back mountain to collect some medicinal materials.

So over the years, they have accumulated a lot of precious medicinal materials in the treasure house of Wudang. Lu Zhi is eyeing them this time.

"Make wine with medicinal materials?" Song Yuanqiao glanced at Lu Zhi strangely and said, "Qingzhi, why did you suddenly think of this? And you're not..."

He wanted to say that Lu Zhi is a monk and can't drink. What's wine for?

But then he reflected that Lu Zhi had not officially become a monk. The reason why he had been restrained by the standard of a monk was only because he practiced pure Yang limitless skill.

Now Lu Zhi's pure Yang limitless skill has been completed, and these constraints are of little significance to him.

After being silent for a second, song Yuanqiao said again, "OK, I can transfer some herbs from the treasure house for you to use. How much do you want?"

"I want all of them."

Song Yuanqiao took a puff from the corner of his eye: "what are you talking about? Why do you want so many herbs? Are you going down the mountain to open a medicine shop?"

"That's right." Lu Zhi replied, "when I was going down the mountain, I came across a beautiful flat peach forest. Because I didn't want to waste the spirit, I didn't dispose of it. I just transplanted ten peach trees and planted them back to the back mountain of Wudang."

"Later, the disciple found a group of monkeys that depended on the peach forest. He found that the monkeys would collect the excess flat peaches and gather them into tree holes or deep pits to let the fruits ferment naturally, supplemented by various medicinal materials, and finally turn them into wine for long-term storage."

"So the disciple had an idea and was ready to follow the example of the monkeys, turn the surplus flat peaches in the peach forest into wine, and then transport them back to Wudang Mountain."

When song Yuanqiao heard the speech, he couldn't help thinking.

Lu Zhi knows the peach trees transplanted back to the back mountain of Wudang. He has personally picked several flat peaches from the fruit trees and tasted them. They are indeed full of aura and beneficial to human body and cultivation.