Wei Biwuji

Seeing seven people each holding a long sword, they stood according to the positions of the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation, and the seven monks also stood up and bowed to the seven people with their palms together, and said "Amitabha" in their mouths, and then attacked the seven people.The seven monks who were selected to participate in the birthday banquet naturally have their own merits. Among the seven monks, there are some who are good at boxing, some are good at palming, and some are good at fingering and kicking. He is a first-class master, but his cooperation with each other is much worse than that of the seven.

I saw seven people dancing with swords in their hands, and their cooperation with each other became more and more tacit, but the seven monks were not good. People are not in decline.

"This time, I lost Shaolin."

It turned out that Kongwen saw Shaolin's downfall, so he conceded the defeat, the seven people immediately withdrew their swords, and the seven monks clasped their hands together and returned to Kongwen's back.

"Since I have lost Shaolin, I will leave."

After talking about Kong Wen, he was about to get up and take the Shaolin people down Wudang Mountain, Wei Bi stopped him when he saw this.

"Master Kongwen, since you are so persistent, I will tell you Xie Xun's whereabouts."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Cuishan's face changed, and he wanted to stop Wei Bi, but Wei Bi stopped him with a look. Zhang Xisong also reached out and pressed his shoulder to signal him not to say more. Seeing this, other sects stopped in their tracks.

"Master Kongwen, come here with your ear, I will only tell you one person. The golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, he is hiding in..."

Under the word "hiding", the voice was so vague that it couldn't be heard at all.Kongwen asked again:

"what?"

Wei Bi said:

"It's there, Shaolin sent you to look for it."

"I didn't hear it."

Kong Wen was in a hurry, he stood up straight, stretched out his hands and scratched his head, his face was full of bewilderment.Wei Bi sneered and said:

"I can only say this. When you get there, you will meet the golden lion king Xie Xun."

When Kong Wen saw this, he knew that he had been tricked by Wei Bi, but now he was helpless, and then glared at Wei Bi angrily, and then got off Wudang.

At this time, Zhu Jiuzhen came down to the Emei School under Wei Bi's order.

"This is Uncle Ji Xiaofu, right? My name is Zhu Jiuzhen, and my master is Wei Bi."

"So it's Martial Nephew Zhu, what's the matter with Martial Nephew?"

"Uncle Ji, Jiuzhen heard from my master that Uncle Ji and my Uncle Yin Six have already had a marriage contract, and now my uncle is not young, when can we marry Uncle Ji?"

"This……"

Hearing this, Yin Liting's face flushed with shame, but Ji Xiaofu's face instantly turned pale, and her eyes wandered aimlessly. Seeing this, Zhu Jiuzhen felt even more disgusted.

"What's wrong with uncle? Don't you want to marry my uncle?"

"Here……"

At this time, the Wudang faction members all saw that something was wrong, and looked at Ji Xiaofu one after another.

"Yin Liuxia, I, Ji Xiaofu, have no destiny with you in this life, and hope to continue my destiny with you in the next life."

After saying this, Ji Xiaofu collapsed on the seat, while Yin Liting's expression changed drastically, and she couldn't believe it.

"Xiaofu, what happened? Why don't you want to marry me?"

"Six Heroes of Yin, I, I would like to emulate the patriarch of Emei, Guo Xiang, and escape into Buddhism, and spend the rest of my life with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng."

"Xiaofu, what happened? Tell me."

"Yin Liuxia, don't ask any more questions."

As he spoke, he even began to wipe his tears. People from Wudang and Emei sects were all puzzled, and suddenly Zhu Jiuzhen shouted:

"Ji Xiaofu, what face do you have to claim to be an imitation of Guo Xiang's female hero, Guo Xiang's female hero is pure and clean, what virtue and ability do you have to imitate her as a woman!"

Then Wei Bi used the method of sound transmission and soul search and shouted:

"Who is Yang Buhui!"

"My daughter!"

Everyone present was shocked.Ji Xiaofu has a marriage contract with Yin Liting.Now not only has an affair with an outsider, but even gave birth to a child, such a scandal is really rare in decades, and it is a well-known decent school like the Emei School.

Upon hearing Ji Xiaofu's words, Grandmaster Jingxuan immediately grabbed Ji Xiaofu's right arm, and flicked up her sleeve, where there was Shougongsha, which symbolizes chastity, she was shocked and furious, but anyway, it was a member of the Emei School. People, of course, have to be maintained, and everything has to go back to the Emei Sect and be decided by the leader Miejue Shitai.

"Xiaofu you!"

When Yin Liting heard this, he didn't know whether it was anger or sadness, and immediately let out a groan, feeling a sweetness in his throat, but swallowed the blood forcefully, then with Mo Shenggu's support, he tore off a corner of his clothes, bit his finger and wrote A blood book was written.

At the same time Zhang Xisong said:

"Yang Buhui? Don't regret? You have no shame in having an affair with someone. It's outrageous. Now that you have given birth to a child, you dare to name it without regret. Where do you put my sixth brother? Where do you put Wudang?" ?”

"No, no."

Ji Xiaofu shook her head blindly and wiped her tears, but no one present except the Emei faction sympathized, even someone like Xi Huazi despised Ji Xiaofu's actions.

"No more, Ji Xiaofu, I, Yin Liting, liked you in the past, but I, Yin Liting, am also a dignified man. Since you are so shameless, I have nothing to worry about. Today, I, Yin Liting, will break up with you with a letter of divorce!"

"you!"

After hearing Yin Liting's words, Ji Xiaofu was stunned, not knowing what to do for a while, but Master Jingxuan reacted immediately.

"Really Zhang, I'm really sorry. I, Emei, sent such things, but I can't deal with this matter. I have to go back to Emei and ask the head to make a decision. Rest assured, I, Emei, will give Wudang a satisfactory answer. Farewell."

After finishing speaking, he took Emei disciples down Wudang Mountain, but Emei is no longer as respected as when he went up the mountain. After all, Confucianism is deeply influenced by the secular world, even martial arts people have to abide by one or two, especially Women's sexual intercourse with others has been despised since ancient times, and if it is serious, it will be immersed in a pig cage.

After everyone had left, suddenly a child's voice outside the long window of the hall shouted:

"Daddy, Daddy!"

The voice of the second sentence was muffled, as if someone had pressed his mouth.Zhang Sanfeng's figure flickered, and he was outside the long window, only to see a man wearing a Mongolian military uniform holding an eight or nine-year-old boy in his hands.The boy's mouth was pressed, but he struggled vigorously.

The man was shocked when he saw this, and wanted to retreat, but how could Zhang Sanfeng do what he wanted, he saw Zhang Sanfeng slapped his palm lightly, but the man didn't dare to be careless, he used ten percent of his internal force to face him, even though So I also felt my chest tremble, at the same time Wei Bi had already used Lingbo to catch up with micro steps, when the man and Zhang Sanfeng were facing each other and wanted to escape, Wei Bi used a move and a Yang finger, and a Yang finger pointed at him. Slow can be fast, slow can be chic and elegant, fast can be as fast as lightning, Wei Bi's move is as fast as lightning at this moment, the man has already been hit by the move before he can react, and has to throw the child in his arms.Zhang Wuji yelled and rushed towards Wei Bi, Wei Bi immediately reached out to catch him, when Wei Bi hugged Zhang Wuji, he felt a burst of momentum, and when he fell to the ground, the man had disappeared.He immediately lifted off the clothes on Zhang Wuji's body, and saw a green five-finger palmprint clearly printed on the fine skin and white flesh.Wei Bi stretched out his hand to touch it again, only to feel that the palm print was extremely hot, but the surrounding area was icy cold, and when he stretched out his hand to touch it, it was already extremely uncomfortable. One can imagine how hard it is for Wuji to suffer this injury.

"Master, Wuji has been hit by the God of Xuanming."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng immediately walked over, while Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan firmly grasped Zhang Wuji's left and right hands, but they felt that Zhang Wuji's small hands were icy cold, as if holding a piece of ice, and they didn't feel shocked.

Zhang Sanfeng first took a look at the handprint, and then took the pulse with one hand and touched Zhang Wuji's forehead with the other, and he took a cup of tea to let go of his hands.

"Master, how is Wuji?"

"Wuji has been hit by Xuanming God's palm. This kind of palm is extremely vicious, and the victim suffers unbearably pain."

"Then how can the master save it?"

"The only nemesis of the Xuanming God's Palm in the world is the Nine Suns Divine Art, unless...unless my master Jueyuan is resurrected and taught me all the Nine Suns Scriptures."

At this time Wei Bi said:

"Master, now is not the time to be sad. The most urgent task now is to send someone to find the whereabouts of the "Nine Suns Manual". You must know that besides Master Jueyuan, someone else got the Nine Suns Manual."

Song Yuanqiao and others nodded silently after hearing these words, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up and said:

"Besides my mentor, Master Jueyuan, there are indeed people who have obtained the Nine Suns Manual. It was Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi who followed and secretly stole the Nine Suns Manual."

Everyone was silent for a while, Yu Lianzhou said:

"Master, that day when my disciple met his palms, this person's palm strength was really vicious, which is rare in the world, and my disciple was injured on the spot. But at this moment, my disciple's injury has healed, my luck has been exerted, and there is no suffocation."

"That's a blessing for your fame as the 'Seven Heroes of Wudang'. With this Mysterious Divine Palm against someone, if the opponent's internal strength surpasses him, the palm force will return to the body, and the palmer will not be spared a catastrophe. If you encounter this person again in the future, you must be very careful."

"Then what about Master Wuji?"

"As a teacher, try to see if you can get rid of the cold poison."

Zhang Sanfeng knew that once the green color turned black, he would be hopeless, so he immediately took off Wuji's clothes, and he also untied his Taoist robe, so that his chest was pressed against Wuji's vest.Everyone except Yu Daiyan came to Zhang Sanfeng's Yunfang, knowing that the master was using "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu" to absorb the cold and poisonous energy from Wuji's body.Zhang Sanfeng is not married, even though he is a hundred years old, he still has the body of a virgin, after more than eighty years of cultivation, his "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" has reached the peak.Song Yuanqiao waited on the side, and after about half an hour, Zhang Sanfeng's face was faintly green, and his fingers were trembling slightly.He opened his eyes and said, "Yuanqiao, you take over, and if you can't support it, hand it over to Lianzhou. Don't force it."

Song Yuanqiao responded:

"Yes."

He untied his robe, hugged Wuji in his arms, and couldn't help shivering when his skin touched, as if he was holding a piece of ice in his arms, and said:

"Seventh brother, you ask someone to make a pot of charcoal fire, the more prosperous the better."

Soon after the charcoal fire was lit, Song Yuanqiao was still unbearably cold.Zhang Sanfeng sat on the side, slowly passing through the three barriers with true energy, inflating the "dense purple energy" in the dantian, dissipating the cold poison inhaled into the body bit by bit.After he dispelled the cold air and stood up, he saw Zhang Xisong holding Wuji in his arms, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou sitting beside him, hanging down the curtain to get rid of the cold poison in his body.Zhang Xisong couldn't bear it any longer.Seeing this, Zhang Cuishan immediately took over.This kind of healing with internal force, the depth of skill is immediately revealed, and there is no excuse at all.Song Yuanqiao had deep inner strength and persisted for two sticks of incense, but Zhang Cuishan only supported one stick of incense.Yin Liting hugged Wuji into his arms, and immediately let out a loud cry, trembling all over his body.Seeing this, Mo Shenggu was startled and said:

"Give me the child. You sit aside and concentrate on adjusting your breath, don't think about it."

It turned out that Yin Liting's heart was hurting Ji Xiaofu, and he was in a daze all the time, absent minded, until he calmed down, he took Wuji back. , Mo Shenggu's internal strength is the weakest, but he can't stand it after a cup of tea, and Wei Bi picked it up at this time.

In the beginning, Wuji made great progress, his body cold decreased day by day, his sanity recovered day by day, and he could gradually eat a little bit. The rest of the people only said that his life was saved, and Zhang Cuishan and his wife were overjoyed, but Wei Bi knew the truth was not true. in this way.Therefore, Wei Bi came to accompany Zhang Wuji every day, chatting with him when he was awake, and feeding him a pill when he lost consciousness. Besides, he also came to sleep with Zhang Wuji every night. They are all small, and no one cares about them. Because there were only Zhang Cuishan, Yin Susu, and Xie Xun on Binghuo Island for ten years, and after arriving in the Central Plains, there were all kinds of adventures. Therefore, Zhang Wuji felt that Wei Bi was close in age, and he cared the most for himself. My little uncle agrees even more.

In addition, Wei Bi didn't let Zhu Jiuzhen go back to the Lianhuan Villa, but sent someone back to order Wu Qingying to take charge of the Tiandihui's inner and outer pavilions and the other ministries to assist him. On the other hand, he ordered her to practice martial arts seriously.After this incident, Zhu Jiuzhen benefited a lot, and practiced martial arts more and more hard, which also stimulated Zhu Jiuzhen to devote himself to martial arts training. If he didn't understand anything, he would ask Wei Bi or the seniors on Wudang Mountain for advice.

To Wei Bi's surprise, Song Qingshu, the son of Song Yuanqiao, blushed when he saw Zhu Jiuzhen. He knew at a glance that he was interested in Zhu Jiuzhen. Zhu Jiuzhen was very impatient with Song Qingshu because he wanted to practice martial arts. Song Qingshu could also see that Zhu Jiuzhen had some thoughts, and immediately began to change his strategy. He practiced martial arts with Zhu Jiuzhen every day. The two were about the same age, but gradually got along very harmoniously.

Just when everyone rejoiced that Zhang Wuji was about to recover, they didn't know that on the 30th day of De No. [-], they suddenly found that no matter how they mobilized their internal energy, the cold poison on Wuji's body could not be absorbed at all.But his body is obviously cold, and the greenness on his face has not faded.At that time, it was Song Yuanqiao who was driving Zhang Wuji's cold and poison away, and he also said that his skills were not good enough, so he told his master immediately.Zhang Sanfeng tried, but he couldn't do anything.For five days and five nights in a row, everyone tried their best and exhausted all the methods of luck they knew, but none of them worked.

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, Zhang Wuji woke up. He held Wei Bi's hand and said:

"Great Master, my hands and feet are warm, but the top of my head, my heart, and my lower abdomen are getting colder and colder."

Zhang Sanfeng was secretly startled, and comforted him:

"Your injury has healed, we don't need to hold you all day. You can sleep on Shigong's bed for a while."

After carrying him to sleep on his own bed, Zhang Sanfeng and his disciples went to the hall and sighed:

"The cold poison has invaded his forehead, heart and dantian, and it cannot be cured by external force. It seems that our hard work of the past thirty days has been wasted."

After pondering for a long time, he thought: To relieve the cold poison in his body, no one else can help him. Only by practicing the supreme inner strength contained in the Nine Yang Scriptures can he turn his yang into yin.But at that time, the master Jueyuan taught the scriptures, and I didn’t learn all the scriptures. So far, although I have retreated several times and studied hard, I still can only figure out about [-]% to [-]%.Right now, I have no choice but to teach him self-training, if he can save one day of life, he will live one more day.Immediately, he passed on the practice method and formula of the Nine Suns Divine Art to Wuji, but Zhang Sanfeng himself did not learn all the Nine Suns Divine Art, so he knew in his heart that it was not a good plan after all.

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