The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 227 Xin Mi

In an inn at the foot of Wudang Mountain, two wounded and bandaged people were drinking. They were the two elders Xuanming who had been injured by Yang Qingyuan's sword energy.

When the two were drinking happily, a figure crashed through the window, and then a blood mist sprayed out and fell to the ground.

The two of them took a closer look, and found that it was the Daoist Master who had suffered a lot.

Crane Biweng immediately stepped forward to help Baishang Taoist, while Lu Zhangke took out a bottle of medicine for internal injuries from his bosom.

Afterwards, the two of them helped Baishui adjust his breath and heal his injuries together.

It was not until half an hour later that Baishang managed to stabilize his injury.

"Master, are you okay! Who hurt you like this."

Because of the long-term exercise, the deer stick guest's complexion is a little pale at this moment.

Taoist Baishang took a long breath, "Except for Zhang Sanfeng, an old bastard, who else has such abilities!?"

"I haven't seen you for 30 years. I originally thought that even if this old bastard made great progress in martial arts, his martial arts would not be much higher than that of my teacher. I didn't expect that this old bastard has reached the realm of heaven and human beings. He seriously injured me with one punch."

Hearing Taoist Baishang's words, the eyes of Hebiweng and Luzhangke were full of disbelief.

In the eyes of the two of them, Baishang Daoist's martial arts were already superb, but he was seriously injured by Zhang Sanfeng's punch. How high should Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts be? !
Then Baishang took off his night clothes, revealing the soft jade armor he was wearing underneath.

"Master, this is?!"

Crane Biweng looked at the inner armor and was startled.

"This is the nephrite armor given by the princess. If I didn't have this armor today, I might have been beaten to death by Zhang Sanfeng!"

At this moment, the nephrite armor is full of cracks, this treasure armor that can resist all kinds of internal forces in the world was shattered by Zhang Sanfeng's punch, and it is useless again.

Baishang Taoist looked at the nephrite armor full of cracks, and felt sorry for it. There is not a handful of such precious armors in the world.

Ruyang Prince's Mansion is in command of Dagan Rivers and Lakes, and there are only two, if he hadn't been sent by the princess to carry out such a resolute task this time.

Given his status in Ruyang Palace, he may not be able to obtain this precious armor.

"Master, is it possible that the princess also covets the martial arts supreme - Dragon Slaying Saber?"

Baishang cast an annoyed look at the inquiring Crane Biweng.

"Of course not! The Ruyang Palace hasn't taken the dragon sword seriously yet." Baishang paused at this point, "But the princess's order this time is indeed strange. She named me by name and asked me to kill Zhang Cuishan son, that brat named Zhang Wuji."

In order to kill a ten-year-old child, it is possible to compromise a master of the sky, the sky, the earth, and the world. Hundred losses are incomprehensible.

It's not that Taoist Baishang is boasting, there are indeed very few warriors of his level in Jianghu, and there are not many such masters in the whole Daqian. A few tricks, but it also depends on who the opponent is! ?

Fatianxiangdijing is a person who really stands at the top of the world, but this time he has to take such a huge risk to kill a child.

Even if Baishang is not dead now, he was seriously injured by Zhang Sanfeng, and he couldn't fight anyone in a short time.

This is also worth the candle.

Baishang couldn't figure out why the little princess, who has always been so clever, would give such an order. If it wasn't for the princess's face-to-face order, Baishang would have thought that someone had falsely passed on the king's order.

Another half an hour later, after stabilizing his injuries, Baishang left Wudang under the protection of Crane Biweng and Lu Zhangke.

They didn't know if Wudang would send someone to investigate, so they left immediately and headed towards the northern border.
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On Wudang Mountain, the injuries of Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji were stabilized with the cooperation of Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation and the elixir.

"Master, the injuries of the fifth sibling and Wuji!?"

As soon as the door opened, Wudang heroes surrounded him.

After today's birthday banquet, except for Song Yuanqiao who was in charge of handling the remaining affairs, the rest of the heroes gathered around the door and waited.

After all, Taoist Baishang is a martial artist who follows the heaven and earth, how can his palm feel so good?

This palm was originally aimed at Zhang Wuji, if this palm hit was real, Zhang Wuji would definitely die on the spot.

And Yin Susu relied on her own physical body to forcibly block more than [-]% of the palm force, which allowed Zhang Wuji to survive.

But the problem now is that it is difficult to heal the injuries of the two of them with the power of Wudang alone.

Yin Susu's meridians have been irreversibly damaged under the majestic and vicious palm force.

And Zhang Wuji received more than [-]% of the palm force, but before at the foot of Wudang Mountain, when Yang Qingyuan healed him, he had injected a lot of innate essence. Although he couldn't face Xuan Ming's palm force, he protected his key heart veins. , but the injury was lighter.

Zhang Sanfeng said to the crowd, "Your life has been saved, but you five siblings need Sun Shichang to come to recover."

A thousand gold medicine king Sun Shichang, it is hard to buy a prescription with a thousand gold coins, and half a copper coin crosses the Mercy.

Medical skills and medication are unrivaled in the world, and Yin Susu can only recover if he treats her.

"As for Wuji, the cold poison penetrates into the bones, and it is difficult to get rid of it! As a teacher, you must retreat and think about the method of detoxification."

After Zhang Sanfeng announced the result to everyone, he left and entered the retreat, looking for a way to get rid of the cold poison without hurting Zhang Wuji's root!
After a busy day, everyone went back to rest.
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The next day, Yang Qingyuan took Xiao Jiu and Shisan to worship the spirit.

At that time, after the death of Taizu, Yishui was buried together with the former empress in the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

And its spiritual seat is set on Wudang Mountain.

One of the main purposes of Zhu Zhanhou and Zhu Qionghua's coming to Wudang was to replace Zhou Emperor to worship the spirit.

Yang Qingyuan originally thought it was not a big deal, but he didn't expect to alarm Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng, who was in retreat looking for a solution to the cold poison, unexpectedly left the retreat and personally presided over the matter.

Zhang Sanfeng brought Yang Qingyuan and the two little ones to a secluded ancestral hall.

There are no Wudang disciples here, and ordinary Wudang disciples are not allowed to come here. Only an old man is here to add oil to the ever-burning lamp and continue the fire for the unextinguished incense.

Sweep the dust with a whisk, guard the spirit and protect the seat.

"This is the spiritual position between him and Ma Shi!"

Zhang Sanfeng led the three of them to the coffin.

Xiao Jiu and Shisan were about to salute, but they were stopped by Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the spiritual positions of the two with complicated eyes, and said.

"Today, there is no need to perform the rituals of a monarch and his ministers. Here, he is not the founding ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but your grandfather!"

Xiaojiu and Shisan didn't understand what Zhang Sanfeng meant, but since the uncle had spoken, the two little ones just followed suit.

Although the ceremony of kneeling and worshiping was performed, it was only the grandson kneeling to the grandfather.

After simply saluting and offering incense, Zhang Sanfeng said to the three little ones, "In the past few days, you all come here to offer the three pillars of incense every day, that's all."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng took out two small jade boxes from his arms and handed them to the two.

"This is the Promise Pill, it's my meeting gift, you two take one pill at a time."

After saying that, the figure disappeared in place.

Yang Qingyuan was slightly surprised when he heard Wuji Pill's name, and after instructing the two little ones to clean up the Taizu's spirit seat, he also left and came to Zhang Sanfeng's retreat.

Zhang Sanfeng is sitting in front of the desk and writing.

"Brother, may I know why this is?!"

Zhang Sanfeng knew what Yang Qingyuan wanted to ask, so he didn't answer directly, but just put down his penis and signaled Yang Qingyuan to come over.

As Yang Qingyuan approached, seeing the three characters on the paper, his pupils shrank instantly.

But on the rice paper it was written impressively:

"Zhu", "Yuan", "Zhang"!
　A reader master guessed before, the relationship between Wudang and the Zhou family.

　　Good 6! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)