The two of them walked out of the hall slowly. Su Changqing frowned slightly. Zhang Sanfeng walked out in front of him with a frown. "Zhang Wuji was hit by the Mysterious Palm. His body is cold, almost as cold as Lin Yuchan's eighteen years of accumulation. I can't treat his lungs and uterine coldness." Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were waiting, and the Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu and others were also here. "Master, you must save Wuji." Yin Susu had long black hair, a slender figure, her hair was tied up, and she was wearing a moon-green dress, which was extremely charming. "Wulian, do you have any way?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned and asked. He had already passed a lot of true energy, and just saved Zhang Wuji's life. "I can't save him, and there is no way." Wuliang Patriarch shook his head decisively. If he consumed a lot of Xuantian true energy, he could indeed be saved. But he came to kill demons, not to save people. Sacrificing the greater self for the sake of the lesser self is not a wise move.
"The Nine Yang Magic Skill, the most yang in the world, can save not only Wuji, but also Princess Yuchan." Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said. "The Nine Yang Magic Skill has not been seen for a hundred years. Where can it be found? It is better to look for Tianxiang Doukou, which is more reliable. At least there are traces to follow." Yin Susu sighed. "Marquis Changqing, the Jinyiwei of the Shang Dynasty is spread all over the world. Is there anyone who knows the Nine Yang Magic Skill or has found its traces?" "As long as there is a way to save her, Cuishan is willing to die for her in the future!" Zhang Cuishan hurriedly looked at Su Changqing and said. Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, father and son, also looked at Su Changqing with hope in their eyes. If Zhang Wuji can be saved, Lin Yuchan can be saved. Su Changqing said calmly: "Nine Yang Magic Skill, there is no such skill in the Shang Dynasty." "I heard that the Marquis had a dispute with the Iron-hearted Marquis Zhu Wusi because of the Tianxiang Cardamom..." Yin Susu suddenly burst into tears, knelt on the ground, looked at Su Changqing and said. "I wonder if I can borrow one for use. From now on, the Sky Eagle Sect will all follow the lead of the Changqing Marquis." She was really a witch, very smart, playing the emotional card, kneeling on the ground with tears in her eyes, sobbing softly, the beautiful charm of the young woman made people's hearts ripple. Hearing this, Su Changqing's eyes suddenly condensed. His Xuantian Qi has reached the pinnacle. Although Xuantian Qi is stronger in treating external injuries, it can also save people if a large amount of Qi is consumed forcibly. He even has three Tianxiang Cardamoms, saving three people is easy. But why did he save Zhang Wuji when he was not related to him? The Wuliang Patriarch shook his head decisively and said, "If everyone in the world comes to ask for help, wouldn't Su Changqing be exhausted? He is just a fragrant cardamom." "Yin Susu, if we can save him, we will do our best to save him, but we both have life-and-death enemies. Today, we have wasted our true energy to save Zhang Wuji." "If the enemy comes to our door in the future, how will we deal with it?" Yin Susu hurriedly said, "As long as the two seniors save Wuji, Wudang and Tianying Sect will not let you face the enemy alone."
"Do you know who our enemy is? Even if all the members of your Tianying Sect come together, they can only be a match for the other party!" The Wuliang Patriarch looked at Yin Susu, his eyes were not disgusted, not fluctuating, but calm. It's just a woman who is devoted to her son, it's hard to make people feel disgusted. But he is the incarnation of Zhenwu Dangmo, and he has long passed the realm of heart-to-heart and heart-to-heart. He saved the human race, not a single person. Yin Susu was startled and wanted to speak again, but she didn't know how to say it. "Susu, that's enough." Zhang Cuishan sighed and said. "There are still famous doctors such as Xue Shenyi and Hu Qingniu in the world. Wuji still has a chance." "I don't have Xuantian Qi, but I have a hundred years of cultivation. I will wash Wuji's marrow and body. There should be a glimmer of hope. Then, I will take Wuji to visit famous doctors from all over the world, and they should be able to save my child Wuji." Zhang Sanfeng, with a fairy-like appearance and a pair of old but powerful eyes, spoke softly. Hearing this, Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, Yin Susu, Song Yuanqiao, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and others all raised their heads, shocked. "Master, you are already a hundred years old. If you don't break through again, you will never have a chance to break the void again. I'm afraid your life will be greatly reduced." Zhang Cuishan almost cried, staring at the old man, his heart throbbing. His master has not stepped out of Wudang for nearly thirty years, just to break the void and seek the realm of the Purple Palace True Person. "If I am destined to break the void, then I will ascend to the Tao, child." Zhang Sanfeng stroked Zhang Cuishan's head and spoke softly. He has always been very kind. At the age of a hundred, he made Wudang the state religion. He stepped into the half-step Purple Palace and was about to step into the broken realm. "True Person Eternal." Su Changqing and Wuliang Patriarch admired in their hearts and said softly. The seven heroes of Wudang could not hide their bitterness in their hearts, and they all stood in place. Duan Zhengchun was even more sad. Even Zhang Sanfeng needed to take Zhang Wuji to visit a famous doctor. What should he do? At this moment, a Wudang True Disciple suddenly came to the hall and bowed down. This person had an extraordinary face and was somewhat similar to Song Yuanqiao. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. "Master, the four major sects want to see you for something, and they specifically want to see my fifth uncle and his wife... about the Golden Lion King Xie Xun." Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment and said. "You all don't have to go out, I can do it alone," Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile. "Master, this matter involves a lot. Su Su is from the Sky Eagle Sect. The Sky Eagle Sect and the Golden Lion King were originally members of the Ming Cult." Zhang Cuishan hesitated and said. "Master." Yin Susu was worried about Zhang Wuji. She really didn't want to deal with the group of people outside, but she was also worried about whether there would be any problems if Zhang Sanfeng went out alone. "It's okay." Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand and said calmly. "Even if it's the Sky Eagle Sect, what's the problem? If Su Su married my disciple ten years ago, he would be a member of my Wudang."
He had a great sense of foreboding today, but he didn't know where it came from. Therefore, he prepared to clear everyone out and drive them all down the mountain. He turned around and left with a puff of his sleeves, and walked away calmly and straight into the main hall. The other four major factions are discussing this matter and intend to cause trouble. "Zhenren Zhang, your disciple married Yin Susu of the Sky Eagle Sect, and was separated from the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. The dragon-slaying sword has been passed down for hundreds of years. What you get is the supreme martial arts master! Are you planning to keep it privately?" Yan Mie looked at Zhang Sanfeng who was approaching and asked first. "It is rumored that I will live to be a hundred years old. The so-called slaying the dragon and relying on the sky is only seventy-three years old. The person who forged this weapon was extraordinary in strength. He sat down with me to discuss the doctrine. Now he has become ashes." Zhang Sanfeng looked around at everyone, sat at the front seat, and spoke calmly. "Some people have said before that Cuishan and Susu's marriage will affect Wudang's reputation. I accept disciples regardless of their qualifications, only based on their character. Everyone in the world knows it." "Yin Susu joins my Wudang, and she is a member of my Wudang. Wudang summarizes all her many things. Do you have anything else to ask?" "If not, today's birthday banquet will end here. When I, the old Taoist, turn 200 or 300 years old, if your various sects still exist, please invite your disciples to come to Wudang Mountain again!" His words were calm and his face was peaceful, but it was like a rock-shattering shock that stirred up huge waves. Everyone in the audience stood up with disbelief in their eyes. This, this is too overbearing. Slaying the dragon and relying on the sky, it has only been seventy-three years, and the master and Zhang Sanfeng have sat and discussed Taoism, and now they are all reduced to ashes. I have nothing to do today for my 100th birthday, but can I wait until my 200th or 300th birthday? In the past five hundred years, has there ever been such a terrifying person? How long can he live? Zhang Sanfeng is truly a heavenly being. .....................