Zong Wu: I am the prince of Ming Dynasty, marry Yaoyue Lianxing

Wudang Wing Room.

Zhu Zixuan was drinking tea in the room when he suddenly paused and put the tea aside.

He looked at the startled salamander at the side, and said lightly: "Get ready, welcome the guests."

Huang Rong and Jiang Yuyan were wondering, when they heard Zhang Cuishan's voice from outside: "Grandfather..."

Before Zhang Cuishan could speak, the startled salamander opened the door.

Zhu Zixuan also stood up and walked out.

Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback when he saw Zhu Zixuan.

Rao is that he has lived for a hundred years, and the people he has experienced and seen are unknown.

At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng saw Zhu Zixuan's cultivation at a glance.

Can't help but marvel in my heart: "You are already a great master at such a young age, and your future achievements will be limitless."

Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his thoughts, chuckled, bowed to Zhu Zixuan, and said: "Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, thank you for saving my little grandson!"

Except for the third disciple Yu Daiyan who was paralyzed on the bed, the rest of the disciples followed behind Zhang Sanfeng and saluted to thank him.

Zhu Zixuan bowed back and said: "It's just a trivial matter, I am so polite."

And Yaoyue and the others behind were a little surprised. Although it was only the first time they met, they could tell that Zhang Zhenren, who had become a legend in the martial arts world, turned out to be such a kind and amiable old man.

Zhang Sanfeng looked around a few times, smiled, and said: "The old man is getting old, so he relies on his old man to sell his old man, how about calling you a little friend?"

Yaoyue Lianxing looked at each other and couldn't help thinking.

"Renren Zhang really lives up to his reputation. The people hidden in the net are hidden by him, but he can spot them at a glance."

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Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly, and then said: "Master Zhang is like this, it is the honor of this junior."

Zhang Sanfeng was about to speak when he heard a woman shout anxiously: "Cuishan, Cuishan!"

It was Yin Susu who came running with Zhang Wuji in his arms, with a look of panic on his face.

Zhang Wuji's eyes were closed tightly, his face was blue and purple, and he looked very painful.

Zhang Cuishan didn't care about etiquette, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong with Wuji?"

Yin Susu cried and said: "Wuji didn't know what happened, he passed out suddenly, and he couldn't wake up no matter what."

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to take Zhang Wuji over, and said softly, "No hurry, I'll take a look."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to press Zhang Wuji's vest, and a strong internal force passed through the clothes.

Originally, based on Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength at this time, as long as he is not a person who will die immediately, no matter how many internal injuries he suffers, once his internal strength reaches, he will immediately recover.

Unexpectedly, his internal energy penetrated into Wuji's body, his face turned from white to blue, from blue to purple, his body trembled even more.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, his hand was cold, as if touching a piece of ice, startled, his right hand touched the inside of his vest again, but felt that the place on his vest was as hot as a fire, but the surroundings were Bitter cold.

Apart from Zhang Sanfeng and others, Zhu Zixuan knew that this was Zhang Wuji's cold poison again!

A few days ago.

Because Yaoyue and Lianxing had already cleared Zhang Wuji of the cold poison in his body, they never had an illness.

But after all, they couldn't cure it with their exercises, but within a few days, the cold poison came back again.

Zhang Sanfeng tore off Zhang Wuji's back shirt, and said in surprise, "Xuanming Divine Palm?"

He couldn't help showing a slumped look on his face, and murmured: "What should I do?"

Zhang Cuishan turned pale when he heard the words, and said, "Master, this child Wuji... this child..."

Yu Lianzhou said: "Master, there is nothing you can do about this Xuanming Divine Palm?"

Zhang Sanfeng put Zhang Wuji on the bed, paced the room unconsciously, and said, "Unless...unless we can find the Nine Suns Manual..."

The scripture of Nine Suns has long been lost. Doesn't it mean that Wuji is hopeless?

The hearts of several people could not help but sink.

.......

Zhang Wuji and Yin Susu's expressions were dark.

Can't even your own master do it?

Zhu Zixuan glanced all over, and then said: "My real man, why don't you let me try."

Zhang Sanfeng had some surprises in his eyes, and said, "Little friend, do you know the Nine Suns Manual?"

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly, and just said: "I haven't learned the Nine Suns Manual, but you might as well try it."

Although the hope was slim, Zhang Sanfeng decided to let Zhu Zixuan try it.

Based on Zhang Sanfeng's current understanding of cold poison, only the Nine Suns Manual can explain it.

But seeing Zhu Zixuan's confident appearance, I felt a little more hopeful in my heart.

After all, even he doesn't dare to say that he is proficient in all martial arts in the world.

Perhaps, there is really hope, but not necessarily.

As for Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, there is no need to mention it. At this moment, it is only a one-in-a-million hope, and they will not give up.

.....

The reason why Zhu Zixuan is so confident is because of the Sacred Heart Art he has practiced!

The mere Xuanming cold poison is just a flick of a finger.

When Zhu Zixuan's internal energy was sent into Zhang Wuji's body, his complexion became ruddy visible to the naked eye.

After a moment.

Zhang Wuji opened his eyes, and said in a daze, "Big brother, father, mother, why are you all looking at me like this?"

Zhang Sanfeng hastily stretched out his hand, and sent a burst of true energy over, the cold poison in Wuji's body really disappeared at this moment!

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhu Zixuan, and couldn't help being extremely surprised.

For such a young grand master, the cultivation technique is extremely mysterious.

But he didn't know when such a young hero appeared in the arena.

Yin Susu wept with joy, and Zhang Cuishan hugged their son tightly.

After a while, Zhang Cuishan's family of three knelt down to thank Zhu Zixuan.

Zhang Cuishan said sternly: "I don't thank you for your kindness, but benefactor will have orders in the future, so Cuishan dares not to obey."

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly, and said, "Words are serious."

At this time, a little Taoist boy pushed a wheelchair and walked towards this side.

Sitting on the wheelchair was Yu Daiyan, the Three Heroes of Wudang.

From a distance, Yu Daiyan said: "You guys came to thank me, why didn't you call me? Isn't fifth brother's child my child?"

When the wheelchair came to him, Yu Daiyan said to Zhu Zixuan, "I'm inconvenient, please don't take offense."

Zhu Zixuan looked at Yu Daiyan, his eyes flickered slightly, and asked: "How long has Sanxia Yu been injured?"

The reason why he waited until now to get rid of the cold poison for Zhang Wuji was to show kindness to Wudang and Zhang Sanfeng.

Only when Zhang Sanfeng felt helpless, his treatment would be more valuable.

At this time, Yu Daiyan is also the same, he has been paralyzed for ten years, if he can be cured, this kindness is no less than the kindness of saving his life.

Yu Daiyan smiled wryly and said, "I'm ashamed. It's been ten years since someone crushed my bones with the force of the Vajra finger."

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps, I have a cure."

"what?"

Everyone present couldn't help but exclaimed.

Among them, Yu Daiyan was the most excited.

Over the past ten years, I have watched my brothers learn martial arts and make rapid progress.

But he can only lie on the bed as a disabled person.

No one knows how painful he has been through these years.

But now, someone actually told him that his paralysis could be cured?

Yaoyue and the others have gradually begun to feel a little numb to Zhu Zixuan's miraculous ability.

Zhang Sanfeng was also extremely excited, these seven disciples were like his seven children.

The child was paralyzed on the bed. As a master, he was known as a martial arts myth, but he could do nothing about it.

Every time he sees Yu Daiyan forced to laugh, he feels no less distress than his disciples.

If it was someone else, Zhang Sanfeng would definitely not believe it.

But Zhu Zixuan rescued Wuji just now, maybe he really has a way to cure the third child!

Zhu Zixuan spoke slowly to Yu Daiyan.

"To treat your injury, you need to destroy all your bones first, what do you think?"

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Chapter 50 Who is this person?Actually let Zhang Zhenren meet with his peers? [It will be put on the shelves at a little later in the evening, please support]

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Chapter 50 Who is this person?Actually let Zhang Zhenren meet with his peers?

Yu Daiyan smiled wryly, and said, "Compared to being paralyzed in bed for so many years, what is a little pain?"