The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 149: Wuji, come here, let me teach you some mantras!

In the hut, the oil lamp burned quietly, the light was dim.
A piece of ice as big as a human was lying flat on the bed, constantly emitting cold air.

The ice was about three inches thick and translucent. A small body could be vaguely seen curled up in it, with a look of pain on its face.
The person in the ice was the twelve-year-old Zhang Wuji.

A cloud of purple mist flowed all over Zhang Wuji's face and body, barely resisting the icy white air that was so strong that it almost covered half of his body.

When Xu Xingchen saw the misty purple air, a warm feeling like spring arose in his heart; when it turned to the frosty white air, the warmth disappeared, leaving only a chilly feeling.

"What a powerful martial arts charm."

Xu Xingchen exclaimed, moved closer to examine it carefully for a while, frowned and said: "The purple aura should be Zhang Zhenren's true energy, it is really pure and refined."

"However, the cold poison has penetrated deep into Wuji's internal organs and bones. Master Zhang's true energy can only barely maintain Wuji's life, but cannot completely remove it."

Zhang Cuishan said with a guilty look: "In the past two years, it was all thanks to my master's help."

"He is over a hundred years old, and he still has to worry about Wuji's injuries day and night, wasting his energy. As his disciple, I feel really bad for him."

"If he hadn't been taking care of my third senior brother's broken bones, he would have come with me this time to seek medical treatment."

Xu Xingchen was surprised and asked, "Did you get the Black Jade Ointment from the King Kong Sect in the Western Regions?"

Zhang Cuishan nodded and said, "Yes, some time ago, the spies we sent to the Western Regions finally brought back news about the Vajra Sect."

"The six of us brothers went down the mountain together and headed to the Western Regions. We went to their doorstep and took some Black Jade Ointment from them."

"Third Brother has been injured for too long, he needs to have his tendons re-broken and then be given medicine."

"The entire treatment process is painful and long. Even if you get better, you can only maintain normal walking, sitting and lying functions, but your martial arts skills will never be restored."

Xu Xingchen consoled him, "This is already a very good result. Although your Third Senior Brother's martial arts cannot be restored, his skills are still there. Maybe he can practice more ventriloquism in the future."

Zhang Cuishan asked in confusion: "Voiceover?"

"Uh..." Xu Xingchen thought of a famous figure in Jueqing Valley and said after careful consideration: "I heard that in the Southern Song Dynasty, there was a senior master who had his limbs broken and fell into a deep valley."

"The only food at the bottom of the valley is a date tree."

"She couldn't move, so she used her mouth and tongue to hold the fallen dates and pits and hit the dates on the tree to maintain her life."

"Over time, she actually developed a hidden weapon skill called 'Date Pit Nail', which allows her to spit date pits with her tongue, with astonishing power."

After hearing this rumor, Zhang Cuishan and the other two were amazed and praised the senior master for his strong character and unique ideas.

The topic of the crowd soon returned to Xiao Wuji.

Zhang Cuishan said: "When the night is deep and the sky is filled with cold air, Wuji's body will emit cold air, condensing dew into ice. When the sun rises the next day, the ice on his body will melt."

Yin Susu said distressedly: "Every time this child is frozen, he always looks painful, but when he wakes up the next day and is asked, he always says that it doesn't hurt at all."

"This child is so sensible."

At this time, Xie Xun snorted coldly and said in hatred: "When I can see again, I will go to Dadu to find the guy who used the Mysterious Nether Palm and avenge Wuji."

Xu Xingchen's attention shifted to Xie Xun's eyes wrapped in white cloth again, and he asked in surprise, "Uncle Xie, has Doctor Hu already transplanted a new eye?"

Xie Xun nodded and said, "That's right! After more than a year of treatment, the meridians and blood vessels around my eye sockets have all recovered. Not long ago, Doctor Hu also figured out the technique of 'eye transplantation', so he replaced my eyes with a pair of eyes."

"Now, I can already feel the existence of my eyes. I only need to take care of them for another half a month before I can remove the white cloth and see the light again."

Xu Xingchen, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu congratulated together.

When the topic turned back to Xiao Wuji again, Xu Xingchen sighed and didn't say much.

Day 2.
When the sun rose and the sky became bright, Xu Xingchen saw Hu Qingniu.

Talking about the successful process of Xie Xun's eye transplant, Hu Qingniu admitted that without the cooperation and help of his wife Wang Nangu, it would never have been successful.

Later, when talking about the cold poison in Xiao Wuji's body, Hu Qingniu immediately showed his "not helping" character, he was really like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard.

He even said that even if Xu Xingchen was seriously injured and needed his treatment, it would be impossible if he did not join the Ming Cult.

During this time, Xie Xun came again and begged Hu Qingniu to help, but was rejected again. He said that when the Purple-Robed Dragon King came to ask for medicine for his husband, he ignored him.
In short, he performed very tough!

After watching Xie Xun leave in anger, Xu Xingchen looked back at the indifferent expression on Hu Qingniu's face and thought, "No wonder you two will die at the hands of Granny Jinhua in the future. Your bad temper is the most direct reason."

Then, he thought again: "However, it seems that the reason why Hu Qingniu became like this is because after his sister was killed by his sworn brother Xian Yutong, he harbored resentment towards all those who were not members of the Ming Cult."

"You have such a bad temper. If Granny Jinhua had come to seek medical treatment, you would have offered Xian Yutong's life as a reward. This would have allowed you to avenge your sister without offending Granny Jinhua. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?" "It's true that your personality determines your behavior."

Xu Xingchen shook his head and sighed, no longer thinking about Hu Qingniu.

At noon, when the Yang energy was at its most abundant and intense in the day, all the ice on Xiao Wuji's body melted away and he woke up from his coma.

He was very thin, the kind that could fall down with a wind, and his spirit was listless. After seeing Xu Xingchen, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of happiness, but he still had a listless expression.

"Brother Xu, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

Listening to Xiao Wuji's weak voice, Xu Xingchen touched his head and said with a smile: "I miss you too, Xiao Wuji."

Then, he turned to Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan and said, "Sister-in-law, Fifth Brother, I'm taking Wuji out for a while. I have something to say to him!"

Yin Susu hesitated for a moment and said worriedly, "Don't go too far!"

"Okay!" Xu Xingchen responded, took Xiao Wuji's hand, and walked away.

They moved some distance away from the hut and stopped at a place where Zhang Cui and the other two could see them but couldn't hear any sound.

The twelve-year-old Xiao Wuji has not grown any taller in the past two years. Instead, due to the deep-seated cold poison, his body looks even thinner and weaker.

Xu Xingchen looked at Xiao Wuji and said seriously: "Wuji, I will teach you a set of internal skills now, please listen carefully."

After that, without waiting for Xiao Wuji to answer, he began to talk about the secret of internal energy.

Xiao Wuji didn't know what kind of mental formula Xu Xingchen was going to teach him, he only knew that "Big Brother Xu" would not harm him, so he forced himself to be alert and listen carefully.

Not long after listening, he noticed something strange and thought to himself, "These mental formulas seem to contain some content of Wudang Nine Yang Gong."

"Wuji, don't be distracted, listen carefully!"

Xu Xingchen's call immediately brought Xiao Wuji back to his senses.

He talked about a secret technique, but when he saw that Xiao Wuji no longer had the energy to continue listening, he stopped.

Let Xiao Wuji rest for a while, then sit cross-legged and start to meditate and practice according to the mantras taught earlier.

He carefully guided and corrected her at all times.
Although Xu Xingchen has never actually practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, he has studied it in seclusion for two years. His understanding of the Nine Yang Divine Art is more profound than those who practice it by rote.

It’s more than enough to give advice at this time!
This side of the hut
Zhang Cuishan and the other two were always paying attention to the situation over there. When they saw Xu Xingchen asking his children to sit cross-legged in meditation, they knew that he must be teaching them how to practice. They couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Wuji's body is too weak. Apart from the Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu, which is a pure Yang-attributed martial art, other methods are of no use at all."

"Brother Xu should also know a Pure Yang technique. He passed it on to Wuji now. I guess he also wanted to see if it could help Wuji."

"I just hope that the mental method taught by Brother Xu will not conflict with Wudang Nine Yang Gong, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Amid the three people's worries and constant attention, Xiao Wuji, who was practicing meditation, had not had any problems. The situation was much better than they had imagined.

At least, there were no surprises.

An hour later, the two came back together. Xiao Wuji was in good spirits and even ate a few more bites than usual.

Seeing this, the three of them temporarily put their minds at ease and did not ask what kind of martial arts Xu Xingchen had taught Xiao Wuji.

The martial arts techniques are actually the secrets of each family!

When passing on martial arts skills, outsiders must not hear it, otherwise, the fight will end until one is dead, and the skills are recovered.

For this reason, there is a proverb circulating in the martial arts world: "The method should not be passed on to six ears."
When Xie Xun taught Xiao Wuji martial arts on the Ice and Fire Island, Zhang Cuishan and his wife had to avoid him.

Now, they will not knowingly commit
When the sun set, it was completely dark.

Under Xu Xingchen's eyes, Xiao Wuji, who was lying on the bed, began to curl up in pain, beads of cold sweat emerged from his forehead, and soon condensed into a layer of white frost in the wisps of cold air.

A misty purple air lit up and washed over Xiao Wuji's body, melting the white frost a little and making it a little more transparent. Then, under the erosion of the cold air, it turned into translucent ice flakes.

Summer nights, heavy with moisture
Water vapor continuously gathers and clings to the ice flakes, condensing into water droplets and turning into frost.

As time went by, the coldness in Xiao Wuji's body became stronger and stronger, and more and more moisture was absorbed from the surrounding area.

As a result, the ice sheets wrapped around Xiao Wuji became thicker and thicker, and gradually turned into a lump of ice.
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