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Chapter 44 Zhang Wuji

Looking at Ding Gong who suddenly appeared, Zhang Wuji's eyes showed a hint of vigilance.

Today, he is no longer the little Mengxin who just came out of Binghuo Island. He is a little wary of people he doesn't know, because he is not sure whether others are good or bad.

Thinking about a few years ago, those well-known and decent people were good people in his eyes, but because of those people, his parents were forced to commit suicide and left him forever.

Now, he has experienced a lot. Although his mind is still pure and kind, simplicity does not mean he is a fool.

Defence is a must.

Ding Gong came to a stop three meters in front of Zhang Wuji, noticed Zhang Wuji's nervousness and vigilance, smiled friendly and said:
"Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person."

Zhang Wuji: "(`д')"

Hearing Ding Gong's words, Zhang Wuji didn't speak, and the vigilance in his eyes became more intense.

If you say you are not a bad person, I will believe it. How many bad people will say that they are bad people these days.

Some people who say they are bad people are not really bad, and those who say they are good people are very likely to be super bad people who can kill people at any time.

Although Ding Gong's appearance and temperament don't look like a bad guy, so what?
If Ding Gong was a woman, maybe he would still believe it a little bit.

"emmm."

Seeing that his words seemed to have had the opposite effect, Ding Gong's face froze, and he was a little speechless. He didn't expect Zhang Wuji to be so cautious.

Don't you look like a good person?

Uh, no, it seems that ordinary good people don’t live long, and I am not a bad person, so let’s be a middleman.

By the way, how should the middleman be called?

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, Ding Gong restrained the smile on his face, immediately mobilized the internal energy of the nine suns in his body, and then stretched out his right hand to pat a tree not far away.

The internal force turned into a powerful and sharp invisible palm force that erupted from Ding Gong's right hand, and the invisible air was rolled up and blasted towards the trunk of the uncle with a thick bowl mouth five meters away.

boom!
With a dull explosion, the trunk of the tree, which was as thick as a bowl, exploded directly at the place hit by the palm force, turning into countless fragments and splashing on the surrounding ground.

And the tree trunk above fell to the side, falling to the ground and making a 'swishing' sound.

"!!!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuji froze there, opened his small mouth, and looked stunned, obviously shocked by Ding Gong's hand.

This is the first time he has seen such strength, even his father Zhang Cuishan may not be so powerful.

It was the first time he had seen such a method of blowing up a big tree as thick as a bowl from a distance of about five meters with an understatement.

"how?"

Looking at the shocked Zhang Wuji, Ding Gong calmly withdrew his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Now believe me, I'm not a bad person."

"If I were a bad guy, do you think I would say anything to you with my strength?"

Zhang Wuji: "..."

Big guy NB!

Hearing Ding Gong's words, Zhang Wuji recovered from the shock, looking at Ding Gong who looked calm and chic, Zhang Wuji swallowed.

Cupping his hands towards Ding Gong, Zhang Wuji lowered his head slightly nervously, and said in his mouth, "Sorry, big brother, I was a little wary because I suddenly saw a stranger before."

Looking at Zhang Wuji, Ding Gong said indifferently: "No need to apologize, it's better to be cautious when walking in the rivers and lakes. This is human nature, and I don't mean to blame you."

Hearing that Ding Gong didn't mean to blame, Zhang Wuji heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and looked at Ding Gong, his eyes basically lost the look of vigilance.

As Ding Gong said, if Ding Gong really wanted to do something to him, he would be powerless to resist with his strength, he was just a piece of fish on a chopping board.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji didn't bother to worry about what was there, and looked at Ding Gong with some curiosity: "Little brother Zhang Wuji, dare I ask what your name is, I came here the day before yesterday, but I haven't seen him yet."

The day before yesterday, he was thrown here by the vampire monster. After several searches in the vicinity, he did not find a way to leave here, but he found the thatched cottage built by Ding Gong.

In fact, it is just a few branches propped together under the tree, and then some weeds and other things are thrown on the top and the ground. Strictly speaking, it is not a house.

He probably knew that someone had lived here, but two days had passed, and he hadn't seen anyone appearing, so he just let it go.

But he didn't expect Ding Gong to appear suddenly now.

Hearing Zhang Wuji's curious question, Ding Gong smiled indifferently: "My surname is Ding, my name is Gong, and I did live here for a while before, you didn't see it because I was not here at the time, and I was practicing martial arts in another place. "

"So it is."

Zhang Wuji nodded suddenly, believing Ding Gong's words.

After all, Ding Gong seems to have no need to deceive him.

"Simple kid."

Seeing that Zhang Wuji believed his own words, Ding Gong's eyes flashed strangely, and he muttered something in his heart, seeing Zhang Wuji's strangely pale face, he couldn't help asking:
"Zhang Wuji, uh, you don't mind if I call you Wuji, I see that your complexion is unusually pale, and there seems to be something wrong with your body, but is your body in trouble?"

"Brother Ding, just call me Wuji."

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji first said something, and then his expression was a little depressed: "A few years ago, I was injured by someone using a poisonous palm technique called Xuanming God's Palm, and I was tortured by the cold poison all the time. I committed the cold poison again yesterday. That's why it's happening today."

The cold poison of Xuanming God's Palm is incomparably sinister, every attack is like ten thousand ants devouring the body, excruciating pain.

In order to suppress the cold poison in the body, Zhang Sanfeng taught him the Wudang Nine Yang Kungfu, which has pure yang internal force, which can suppress the cold poison, but the effect is insignificant after all.

Before Zhang Sanfeng used his profound pure yang internal force to suppress Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji was better off, but now he is living outside, and he is afraid that sooner or later he will die from the attack of cold poison.

"Oh, Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Hearing this, Ding Gong's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Zhang Wuji with a light smile and said, "Then you are really lucky to meet me."

"what?"

Zhang Wuji opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Ding Gong in a daze.

"Can someone tell you what can cure the poison of Xuanming God's Palm?"

"Detoxify the poison of Xuanming God's Palm..."

Zhang Wuji fell into deep thought, and couldn't help but recall what Grand Master, that is, what Zhang Sanfeng once said.

First, when the poisoning is still mild, the cold poison can be forced out with strong internal force, whether by oneself or with the help of external force, the cold poison can be forced out of the body.

Second, if the poison from Xuanming God's Palm is still mild and you can't detoxify yourself, you can find someone with excellent medical skills to detoxify it with medical skills.

Third, if the cold poison enters the level where external forces cannot enter, such as the top door, heart mouth, and dantian, then the first two methods are useless, and only the power of the sun can be expelled.

And because the cold poison has already invaded the top gate, heart mouth, and dantian, external force can no longer get rid of the cold poison, even Zhang Sanfeng can't do anything.

In order to save his life, Zhang Sanfeng taught Wudang Nine Suns Kungfu internal energy and mental method, and taught him to practice martial arts, often using his own powerful internal force to help him suppress the cold poison.

(End of this chapter)