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The Shaolin disciple also came back to his senses, he was pulled by Wu Hua, and he immediately calmed down.With the help of Wu Hua's pulling force, he immediately performed lightness kung fu and flew to the shore.He only has level [-] martial arts, which means he is the slowest to escape.

Seeing that Wuhua had saved his fellow disciple, he was about to fly back to the shore, but a black poisonous ant jumped on his body from behind, and with a "click", the black poisonous ant bit Wuhua's arm.

"Ah!" Wuhua screamed, the black poisonous ant bit down very hard, and he felt a piercing pain in his heart.Worst of all, he felt his body start to go numb.

"Crack," Wuhua smashed the black poisonous ant with a punch, and he ran forward.Other black poisonous ants surrounded Wuhua. Although there were not many of them, there were hundreds of them.

Master Zhitong over there saw that Wuhua was in danger, so he yelled, "Wuhua, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

I saw the figure of Master Zhitong suddenly rising up, and his figure swept towards Wuhua like light smoke.In the blink of an eye, Master Zhitong flew to Wuhua's side.

"Boom boom boom." Master Zhitong still uses Arhat Fist, but the Arhat Fist used by Master Zhitong seems to be more ordinary and more solid than Wuhuashi's.

But it was such a punching style that used an invisible force to create a strong sense of compression in the surrounding air. "Papapa." The black poisonous ants that had surrounded Wuhua fell one after another.

"Get up." Wuhua was secretly happy, with the help of Master Zhitong, he jumped up from the pool and flew to the shore.

Master Zhitong's figure flashed, he actually flew faster than Wuhua, when he flew back to everyone, Wuhua flew back.

"Level seven martial arts." Everyone shouted in surprise.Just now they saw that Wuhua's martial arts is at the sixth level, but Master Zhitong is far above Wuhua's martial arts, which shows how powerful Master Zhitong is.

The Shaolin faction is the Shaolin faction, they are powerful, relying on the martial arts of master Zhitong and Wuhua, they should not be underestimated by others.

After Wuhua entered the water, the black poisonous ants filled the pool completely, and the martial arts practitioners who were still in the water kept screaming, and then slowly exposed their bones, and finally, they were all bones.

When everyone saw how powerful the black poisonous ants were, they couldn't help being secretly surprised.There are too many black poisonous ants. With so many black poisonous ants, one bite of your flesh can eat you up.

There are at least 200 martial arts practitioners who died in the pool, and now the remaining 300 people secretly look at the scene in the pool and are afraid.Not to mention the water pool now, even the rocks are covered with black poisonous ants, the blood silkworm fruit is not so easy to pick.

"Thank you uncle." Wu Hua stretched out his left hand and touched the acupuncture points on his right arm several times. He felt that his right arm was becoming more and more numb, and now he was so numb that he couldn't move.

Master Zhitong saw that Wuhua's white arms had now turned pitch black, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Wuhua, how are you doing now?"

"Uncle Zhitong, I have been poisoned by black poisonous ants. If I can't control the poison, I will cut off this arm." Wu Hua's face revealed a look of determination.If the toxins were allowed to get to his heart, he would surely die.

Instead of losing your life, it is better to cut off an arm and save your life.Although Wuhua is a monk, he also knows that if he is not cruel to himself, he will be finished.

"Let me see." Master Zhitong hurried to Wuhua's side, and secretly checked Wuhua's poison.At the same time, he took out a detoxification pill from his bosom, which they bought from Miaomen before.

In martial arts, the Miaomen are good at poisoning and detoxification, and their detoxification pills are relatively easy to use.However, after Wu Hua took the antidote pill, it had no effect. His right arm was getting darker and darker, and it seemed that he would lose it.

Master Zhitong gritted his teeth, he turned his head and said to those martial artists: "Everyone, if anyone can cure the poison on Wu Hua, we Shaolin faction owe him a favor, and we will repay him in the future."

This time Master Zhitong came out with all his disciples, if the disciples suffered any loss, it was his fault.And Wuhua has reached the sixth level of martial arts at such a young age, and her future attainments are even more limitless.

Those martial arts people looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them came out to help Wuhua detoxify.If they were so powerful that they could detoxify the black poisonous ants, they would have rushed to grab the blood silkworm fruit early in the morning.

Seeing that no one made a sound, Wuhua sighed softly, "Amitabha, uncle, this is fate, you can cut off my arm, life and death are up to God, it's okay." After finishing speaking, Wuhua closed eyes.

Master Zhitong watched Wuhua's arms getting darker and darker, and he also sighed.If Wuhua's arm is not cut off again, Wuhua's life will be lost.

Thinking of this, Master Zhitong said to a knife-wielding martial artist opposite, "Benefactor, I will borrow one of your knives." Without waiting for the man's consent, he made a move with his right hand, and a force of potential force sucked the knife in the man's hand past.

"Amitabha, Wuhua, may the Buddha bless you." Master Zhitong held a prayer bead in his left hand and recited a Buddha's name. The big knife in his hand was about to cut off Wuhua's right arm.

"Master Zhitong, can you let me have a look?" Suddenly there was a voice.

Master Zhitong raised his head and saw a handsome young man in his twenties nodding to him. "You are? Are you sure?"

"I just happened to pass by. I'll see if I can heal Master Wuhua." Mo Zhitao said.He just saw that Wuhua is a good person, if Wuhua hadn't been trying to save his disciples, he wouldn't have been bitten by the black poisonous ants.

Mo Zhitao also heard from Yi Fangjiang that Monk Wuhua was well-known in the martial arts world, he was honest, never lied, and had excellent martial arts skills.Therefore, Mo Zhitao wanted to save Wuhua.

"Wuhua is very poisonous right now, so we can't wait for a long time." Master Zhitong said in embarrassment.Mo Zhitao is too young, he has never heard of such a figure in the martial arts world.If Mo Zhitao just wanted to gain favor from the Shaolin School and came here to try rashly, then he didn't want Mo Zhitao to try.Any further delay will kill Wuhua.

"I know this. I can temporarily control the poison on his arm." Mo Zhitao said.

"Which medical school are you a disciple of?" Master Zhitong asked suddenly.

If Mo Zhitao was a member of the medical school, especially the Miao family who is good at poison, then Wu Hua might be saved.Master Zhitong looked at Mo Zhitao expectantly.

Mo Zhitao smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm not a student of any medical school, I'm just a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine."

"I can't let you take risks. Time is tight now. If Wuhua doesn't control the poison, his life will be lost." Master Zhitong said.

"I said, I can try." Mo Zhitao said.

Master Zhitong heard what Mo Zhitao said, he looked up at Wuhua, and asked what Wuhua meant.Wu Hua nodded and said, "Master Uncle, let this benefactor give it a try."

"However, you may die," Master Zhitong said worriedly.

"Amitabha, life and death are destiny, let this benefactor try." Wuhua closed her eyes again.

"Okay, benefactor, try it." Master Zhitong put his palms together, and he kept pulling out the beads with his right hand.

Mo Zhitao nodded, he took out a few silver needles, and pricked them at several acupuncture points on Wuhua's right arm.Then he clasped Wuhua's left hand to feel the pulse, and he wanted to check on Wuhua's current condition.

Mo Zhitao was very familiar with the toxin of the black poisonous ants. After all, he was bitten so many times last night.Although the black poisonous ant is very poisonous, but Wuhua was only bitten once, so he should be able to treat it.

But there were so many people here, Mo Zhitao didn't dare to use Yin Yang Jue, he was afraid of revealing his identity.

After Mo Zhitao checked Wuhua's pulse, Master Zhitong opened his eyes and looked at Mo Zhitao.He found that the poison on Wuhua's right arm did not continue to extend, and Mo Zhitao really controlled it.

"Benefactor, can you cure Wuhua?" Master Zhitong asked.

"It should be possible." Mo Zhitao nodded.

Master Zhitong was overjoyed, "Benefactor, if you can save Wu Hua without cutting off his right arm, we Shaolin sect owes you a favor."

"Master Zhitong, you are welcome. I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded. I will do my best to save Master Wuhua. You are welcome." Mo Zhitao asked Yi Fangjiang to bring his medicine box, and then He took out an antidote pill from his arms.

"Master Wuhua, take this detoxification pill first," Mo Zhitao said.

"I just took a detoxification pill." Wu Hua said embarrassedly.

Mo Zhitao smiled, "The detoxification pill is different from mine, I made it myself."

"Okay." Wuhua didn't say anything else, he took the detoxification pill from Mo Zhitao's hand, then threw it into his mouth and ate it.After Wu Hua ate it, he felt dizzy and felt sick.

"This," Wuhua told Mo Zhitao her feelings in a low voice.

Mo Zhitao shook his head, "It's okay, that's how it feels, there's nothing wrong with it, what I gave you was actually poison."

"Ah," Wu Hua's face changed, "Amitabha, benefactor, why is this, I have no enmity with you?" Wu Hua didn't do anything to Mo Zhitao, but asked what was going on.

Mo Zhitao nodded secretly, it seems that Wuhua's self-cultivation skills are very good, although he heard that it was poison, but he didn't get angry. "Master Wuhua, don't worry, I'm fighting poison with poison."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhitao held Wuhua's left hand, and at the same time, his right hand slowly tapped acupuncture points on Wuhua's body.This is just a trick of the eye, what Mo Zhitao really uses is his left hand, and he secretly uses the yang energy of the Yin-Yang formula to detoxify Wuhua.

Although the poison of the black poisonous ant is terrible, Mo Zhitao has already treated it once and knows its toxicity.In this case, on the premise of not exposing one's own Yin-Yang Jue too much, secretly use a little Yang Qi of Yin-Yang Jue, and then use other poisons to balance the poison of the black poisonous ants. Combining several methods will definitely cure Wuhua .

After a while, Mo Zhitao let go of Wuhua's hand, took out a knife from the medicine box, and then lightly scratched the bitten part of Wuhua's right arm, some black blood slowly flowed out.

Wuhua resisted the pain in his arm, and he secretly recited Amitabha.After the poisonous blood was drained, and what remained on Wuhua's arm was red blood, Mo Zhitao tapped his hemostasis point, and said softly, "Master Wuhua, you're fine."

The Shaolin disciple also came back to his senses, he was pulled by Wu Hua, and he immediately calmed down.With the help of Wu Hua's pulling force, he immediately performed lightness kung fu and flew to the shore.He only has level [-] martial arts, which means he is the slowest to escape.

Seeing that Wuhua had saved his fellow disciple, he was about to fly back to the shore, but a black poisonous ant jumped on his body from behind, and with a "click", the black poisonous ant bit Wuhua's arm.

"Ah!" Wuhua screamed, the black poisonous ant bit down very hard, and he felt a piercing pain in his heart.Worst of all, he felt his body start to go numb.

"Crack," Wuhua smashed the black poisonous ant with a punch, and he ran forward.Other black poisonous ants surrounded Wuhua. Although there were not many of them, there were hundreds of them.

Master Zhitong over there saw that Wuhua was in danger, so he yelled, "Wuhua, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

I saw the figure of Master Zhitong suddenly rising up, and his figure swept towards Wuhua like light smoke.In the blink of an eye, Master Zhitong flew to Wuhua's side.

"Boom boom boom." Master Zhitong still uses Arhat Fist, but the Arhat Fist used by Master Zhitong seems to be more ordinary and more solid than Wuhuashi's.

But it was such a punching style that used an invisible force to create a strong sense of compression in the surrounding air. "Papapa." The black poisonous ants that had surrounded Wuhua fell one after another.

"Get up." Wuhua was secretly happy, with the help of Master Zhitong, he jumped up from the pool and flew to the shore.

Master Zhitong's figure flashed, he actually flew faster than Wuhua, when he flew back to everyone, Wuhua flew back.

"Level seven martial arts." Everyone shouted in surprise.Just now they saw that Wuhua's martial arts is at the sixth level, but Master Zhitong is far above Wuhua's martial arts, which shows how powerful Master Zhitong is.

The Shaolin faction is the Shaolin faction, they are powerful, relying on the martial arts of master Zhitong and Wuhua, they should not be underestimated by others.

After Wuhua entered the water, the black poisonous ants filled the pool completely, and the martial arts practitioners who were still in the water kept screaming, and then slowly exposed their bones, and finally, they were all bones.

When everyone saw how powerful the black poisonous ants were, they couldn't help being secretly surprised.There are too many black poisonous ants. With so many black poisonous ants, one bite of your flesh can eat you up.

There are at least 200 martial arts practitioners who died in the pool, and now the remaining 300 people secretly look at the scene in the pool and are afraid.Not to mention the water pool now, even the rocks are covered with black poisonous ants, the blood silkworm fruit is not so easy to pick.

"Thank you uncle." Wu Hua stretched out his left hand and touched the acupuncture points on his right arm several times. He felt that his right arm was becoming more and more numb, and now he was so numb that he couldn't move.

Master Zhitong saw that Wuhua's white arms had now turned pitch black, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Wuhua, how are you doing now?"

"Uncle Zhitong, I have been poisoned by black poisonous ants. If I can't control the poison, I will cut off this arm." Wu Hua's face revealed a look of determination.If the toxins were allowed to get to his heart, he would surely die.

Instead of losing your life, it is better to cut off an arm and save your life.Although Wuhua is a monk, he also knows that if he is not cruel to himself, he will be finished.

"Let me see." Master Zhitong hurried to Wuhua's side, and secretly checked Wuhua's poison.At the same time, he took out a detoxification pill from his bosom, which they bought from Miaomen before.

In martial arts, the Miaomen are good at poisoning and detoxification, and their detoxification pills are relatively easy to use.However, after Wu Hua took the antidote pill, it had no effect. His right arm was getting darker and darker, and it seemed that he would lose it.

Master Zhitong gritted his teeth, he turned his head and said to those martial artists: "Everyone, if anyone can cure the poison on Wu Hua, we Shaolin faction owe him a favor, and we will repay him in the future."

This time Master Zhitong came out with all his disciples, if the disciples suffered any loss, it was his fault.And Wuhua has reached the sixth level of martial arts at such a young age, and her future attainments are even more limitless.

Those martial arts people looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them came out to help Wuhua detoxify.If they were so powerful that they could detoxify the black poisonous ants, they would have rushed to grab the blood silkworm fruit early in the morning.

Seeing that no one made a sound, Wuhua sighed softly, "Amitabha, uncle, this is fate, you can cut off my arm, life and death are up to God, it's okay." After finishing speaking, Wuhua closed eyes.

Master Zhitong watched Wuhua's arms getting darker and darker, and he also sighed.If Wuhua's arm is not cut off again, Wuhua's life will be lost.

Thinking of this, Master Zhitong said to a knife-wielding martial artist opposite, "Benefactor, I will borrow one of your knives." Without waiting for the man's consent, he made a move with his right hand, and a force of potential force sucked the knife in the man's hand past.

"Amitabha, Wuhua, may the Buddha bless you." Master Zhitong held a prayer bead in his left hand and recited a Buddha's name. The big knife in his hand was about to cut off Wuhua's right arm.

"Master Zhitong, can you let me have a look?" Suddenly there was a voice.

Master Zhitong raised his head and saw a handsome young man in his twenties nodding to him. "You are? Are you sure?"

"I just happened to pass by. I'll see if I can heal Master Wuhua." Mo Zhitao said.He just saw that Wuhua is a good person, if Wuhua hadn't been trying to save his disciples, he wouldn't have been bitten by the black poisonous ants.

Mo Zhitao also heard from Yi Fangjiang that Monk Wuhua was well-known in the martial arts world, he was honest, never lied, and had excellent martial arts skills.Therefore, Mo Zhitao wanted to save Wuhua.

"Wuhua is very poisonous right now, so we can't wait for a long time." Master Zhitong said in embarrassment.Mo Zhitao is too young, he has never heard of such a figure in the martial arts world.If Mo Zhitao just wanted to gain favor from the Shaolin School and came here to try rashly, then he didn't want Mo Zhitao to try.Any further delay will kill Wuhua.

"I know this. I can temporarily control the poison on his arm." Mo Zhitao said.

"Which medical school are you a disciple of?" Master Zhitong asked suddenly.

If Mo Zhitao was a member of the medical school, especially the Miao family who is good at poison, then Wu Hua might be saved.Master Zhitong looked at Mo Zhitao expectantly.

Mo Zhitao smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm not a student of any medical school, I'm just a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine."

"I can't let you take risks. Time is tight now. If Wuhua doesn't control the poison, his life will be lost." Master Zhitong said.

"I said, I can try." Mo Zhitao said.

Master Zhitong heard what Mo Zhitao said, he looked up at Wuhua, and asked what Wuhua meant.Wu Hua nodded and said, "Master Uncle, let this benefactor give it a try."

"However, you may die," Master Zhitong said worriedly.

"Amitabha, life and death are destiny, let this benefactor try." Wuhua closed her eyes again.

"Okay, benefactor, try it." Master Zhitong put his palms together, and he kept pulling out the beads with his right hand.

Mo Zhitao nodded, he took out a few silver needles, and pricked them at several acupuncture points on Wuhua's right arm.Then he clasped Wuhua's left hand to feel the pulse, and he wanted to check on Wuhua's current condition.

Mo Zhitao was very familiar with the toxin of the black poisonous ants. After all, he was bitten so many times last night.Although the black poisonous ant is very poisonous, but Wuhua was only bitten once, so he should be able to treat it.

But there were so many people here, Mo Zhitao didn't dare to use Yin Yang Jue, he was afraid of revealing his identity.

After Mo Zhitao checked Wuhua's pulse, Master Zhitong opened his eyes and looked at Mo Zhitao.He found that the poison on Wuhua's right arm did not continue to extend, and Mo Zhitao really controlled it.

"Benefactor, can you cure Wuhua?" Master Zhitong asked.

"It should be possible." Mo Zhitao nodded.

Master Zhitong was overjoyed, "Benefactor, if you can save Wu Hua without cutting off his right arm, we Shaolin sect owes you a favor."

"Master Zhitong, you are welcome. I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded. I will do my best to save Master Wuhua. You are welcome." Mo Zhitao asked Yi Fangjiang to bring his medicine box, and then He took out an antidote pill from his arms.

"Master Wuhua, take this detoxification pill first," Mo Zhitao said.

"I just took a detoxification pill." Wu Hua said embarrassedly.

Mo Zhitao smiled, "The detoxification pill is different from mine, I made it myself."

"Okay." Wuhua didn't say anything else, he took the detoxification pill from Mo Zhitao's hand, then threw it into his mouth and ate it.After Wu Hua ate it, he felt dizzy and felt sick.

"This," Wuhua told Mo Zhitao her feelings in a low voice.

Mo Zhitao shook his head, "It's okay, that's how it feels, there's nothing wrong with it, what I gave you was actually poison."

"Ah," Wu Hua's face changed, "Amitabha, benefactor, why is this, I have no enmity with you?" Wu Hua didn't do anything to Mo Zhitao, but asked what was going on.

Mo Zhitao nodded secretly, it seems that Wuhua's self-cultivation skills are very good, although he heard that it was poison, but he didn't get angry. "Master Wuhua, don't worry, I'm fighting poison with poison."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhitao held Wuhua's left hand, and at the same time, his right hand slowly tapped acupuncture points on Wuhua's body.This is just a trick of the eye, what Mo Zhitao really uses is his left hand, and he secretly uses the yang energy of the Yin-Yang formula to detoxify Wuhua.

Although the poison of the black poisonous ant is terrible, Mo Zhitao has already treated it once and knows its toxicity.In this case, on the premise of not exposing one's own Yin-Yang Jue too much, secretly use a little Yang Qi of Yin-Yang Jue, and then use other poisons to balance the poison of the black poisonous ants. Combining several methods will definitely cure Wuhua .

After a while, Mo Zhitao let go of Wuhua's hand, took out a knife from the medicine box, and then lightly scratched the bitten part of Wuhua's right arm, some black blood slowly flowed out.

Wuhua resisted the pain in his arm, and he secretly recited Amitabha.After the poisonous blood was drained, and what remained on Wuhua's arm was red blood, Mo Zhitao tapped his hemostasis point, and said softly, "Master Wuhua, you're fine."