Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

Even with Zhao Wuxian's pure Yang Qi, it could only save his life.

Still the same problem.

The internal organs are too fragile.

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhao Wuxian can only clear away the surface cold.

If he went any deeper, Zhang Wuji wouldn't be able to bear it.

Yin Susu saw Zhao Wuxian frowning, and her heart skipped a beat (it was fine), and she said, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Zhao WuXian said: “To be honest, this kind of internal injury can only be cured by himself. Outsiders can suppress it but cannot cure it.”

Master Zhang put Zhang Wuji down, nodded and sighed, saying: "Do your best and leave the rest to fate!"

Zhang Cuishan and his wife felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the house was depressing.

"Master, Your Highness, is there no other way?" Zhang Songxi said.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "I will teach him the Nine Yang Kung Fu and let him try it himself. If he can achieve the innate ability, he may be cured."

Zhao WuXian's mind moved, and he said, "I have an idea."

"Hmm?" Everyone looked at him.

Zhao WuXian said: “The one who tied the bell should be the one to untie it. Why not let him practice the Mysterious Nether Palm?”

"The Mysterious Dark Palm?" Zhang Cuishan was surprised.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up and he asked, "Fighting poison with poison?"

He clasped his right fist and said, "That's a solution. The Xuanming Palm power in his body can actually help him. He doesn't need the innate or acquired fetal breath! However, the two Xuanming Elders are dead, so this "Xuanming Divine Palm"..."

Zhao WuXian smiled and said, “The two elders are dead, but the secret book is still there.”

"So that's it!" Zhang Sanfeng suddenly realized.

Zhang Cuishan shook his head and said, "Master, this Mysterious Palm is an evil martial art. I prefer the Nine Yang Skill!"

Yin Susu frowned.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said, "How can martial arts be divided into good and evil? Only human hearts can be divided into good and evil."

"Besides, the Nine Yang Kung Fu can only suppress, while the Mysterious Nether Palm can guide, which is more appropriate."

Chapter 73: Wang Yuyan’s first kiss, middle grade of heavenly rank, “True Explanation of Kunpeng”!

Zhang Sanfeng is not a stubborn and rigid person.

Her views on good and evil are not as absolute as that of Nun Miejue.

As soon as Zhao Wuxian mentioned "Mysterious Nether Palm", he immediately realized the benefits of doing so.

He let Zhang Wuji practice the Nine Yang Kung in order to use his own internal strength to dissolve the Xuanming Qi bit by bit.

This process is very dangerous.

It is equivalent to using Zhang Wuji's body as a battlefield to engage in a confrontation between two different forces.

If Zhang Wuji grows fast, he can suppress the Xuanming Qi.

But what if it’s not fast enough?

Moreover, the pain of practicing this method is no less than scraping bones to treat poison.

Can Zhang Wuji hold on?

No one knows.

There is no way around it.

Zhao Wuxian's suggestion to practice "Xuanming Divine Palm" was not to fight against the entrenched Xuanming true qi.

Instead, he pulled it in and refined it into his own internal strength.

The former is blocking, and the latter is dredging.

"It's better to drain than to block, that's great!"

Zhang Sanfeng said: "In this case, this injury is actually an opportunity for Wuji."

Although Zhang Cuishan felt it was a bit awkward to let Zhang Wuji practice "Mysterious Dark Palm", Zhang Sanfeng agreed.

He didn't object.

Zhao Wuxian called Liang Qing and Zhou Hui and asked them to copy out a copy of "Mysterious Dark Palm".

He gave it to Zhang Sanfeng.

Unfortunately, the system did not prompt.

Card BUG failed.

The same item cannot be delivered repeatedly.

However, Zhao Wuxian didn't care.

He has a lot of things to give away now.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword", "Divine Art of the North Sea", etc.

A 10,000-fold critical hit just happened, so let’s build up our luck and character first.

The Mysterious Dark Palm was originally meant to be practiced by two people, but Zhang Sanfeng was going to comprehend it so that he could practice it alone.

This is not a difficult task for him.

Then, Zhang Sanfeng gave Zhang Wuji the pill to save his life.

Zhao Wuxian and he worked together to remove the cold poison from the surface of the internal organs.

Although it was decided to let Zhang Wuji practice "Xuan 330 Dark God Palm", these cold poisons are still a hidden danger before he develops his own internal strength.

Watching my beloved son getting better.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu breathed a sigh of relief.

When a child is sick, parents must be the most worried.

"Wuji, quickly thank His Highness and Master." Zhang Cuishan said.

Zhang Wuji's face turned pale, and he knelt down to thank her politely, "Thank you, Your Highness, Master."

The sun rises from the east.

Golden light shines through the window screen, falling one by one.

Everyone in the house was shocked to realize that a whole night had passed.

Zhao Wuxian said, "Master Zhang, now that we have finished what we have done here, we have been away from home for a long time, so we will not stay any longer."

"what?"

Everyone was surprised.

Zhang Sanfeng said, "Your Highness, you came back last night and you haven't rested yet. Why don't you stay for two more days and let me do my best to be your host?"

"Yes! We feel really guilty for making Your Highness run so much!" Zhang Cuishan said with shame.

Song Yuanqiao and others also tried to persuade him to stay.

Zhao WuXian clasped his fists and said, “I would like to stay, but once you are in the martial arts world, you cannot decide for yourself. Please forgive me!”

Zhang Sanfeng heard this and clasped his fists and said, "In this case, I am grateful for your kindness. I, the Taoist priest and others, will not delay Your Highness!"

"See you later!"

Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others sent Zhao Wuxian and his companions down the mountain and watched their carriages go away.

"Your Highness is not an ordinary person!" Song Yuanqiao frowned.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "If it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided."

"Master, when Wuji gets better, I would like to go down the mountain and work in the Duke Jingguo's Mansion to repay His Highness's kindness!" Zhang Cuishan said.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, then shook his head and said, "There is one more thing you need to deal with first, Xie Xun and the Dragon Slaying Sword."

Zhang Cuishan felt heavy in his heart. Indeed, their family’s misfortune continued!

"Also, the Heavenly Sword is also a problem."

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have made up his mind and said, "After some time, I will go to the Yuan Dynasty in person."

Song Yuanqiao and the others were surprised.

what?

Master, are you going to come back to the arena?!

……

The official road follows the valley.

Through the woods, winding and twisting.

Like a light-colored ribbon, it wraps around the emerald mountains.

inside the carriage.

The walls were decorated with carvings of dragons and paintings of phoenixes, and covered with snow-white fox fur.

Zhao Wuxian woke up from his sleep.

A faint and refreshing fragrance enters my nostrils. It is the scent of Wang Yuyan.

He rested his head in Wang Yuyan's arms.

Slender fingers like green onions rested on his arm, bringing a hint of coolness.

However, this kind of coldness would be fatal to others, but for Zhao Wuxian, it was a very comfortable tonic.

Even when sleeping, his and Wang Yuyan's qi could blend with each other, forming a pattern of yin and yang complementing each other.

Zhao Wuxian saw her autumn-water-like eyes, looking down at him, getting closer and closer.