People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Chapter 125

The ancestor of Xuedao didn't get the answer he wanted, so he reached out his hand.

A red line appeared on his forehead, and then gradually ran through his entire body from head to toe.

Slowly cut apart, one divided into two.

Looking at Qiu Qianren, his heart was about to burst, he turned around and ran away without turning his head.

This sword broke his guts.

On the other side, the same is true for the Four Great Evil Men. This sword made them also feel deeply afraid.

The four of them teamed up to severely injure Hong Qigong, and then quickly escaped with lightness kung fu.

Zhang Wuwei panted heavily and did not stop him.

The few remaining priests were terrified, but Zhang Wuwei didn't even look at them.

Arriving in front of Mu Nianci's body, the serious injury had not healed, and a new injury was added.

The whole body's breath has been exhausted to the extreme.

Not caring much, let Guo Jing hold Mu Nianci, he carried Hong Qigong and pulled Huang Rong.

leave quickly.

After walking for a long time, Guo Jing took them to Niujia Village for some unknown reason.

Put Mu Nianci in the middle of the dusty inn. At this time, Mu Nianci has lost too much blood and has frequent hallucinations?

Holding Guo Jing's arm tightly: "Sir, where is this?"

Guo Jing trembled all over, looking at Mu Nianci's appearance, he always couldn't bear it.

Even more guilty, I didn't have it just now.

As if knowing Guo Jing's mood, Mu Nianci comforted, "Don't feel guilty, I don't blame you."

"This is the order of your parents, to impose on you"

"I"

At this moment, Guo Jing burst into tears, covering Mu Nianci's wound: "Don't say it, don't say it."

"You'll be fine, you'll be fine."

Huang Rong stepped forward and took a look, her eyes were indifferent. With such a serious injury, Mu Nianci might not survive tonight.

He took out the good Jiuhua Yulu pill and put it in Mu Nianci's mouth.

At this time, Zhang Wuwei also slightly stabilized Hong Qigong's injury, threw him aside, and used his internal strength to treat Mu Nianci.

After working hard for three full hours, he was able to slightly stabilize the injury.

But Mu Nianci, who had lost too much blood, turned pale, as if he was the dead man, without blood.

"Second Brother!" Guo Jing tugged at Zhang Wuwei's sleeve, "Save Nian Ci, save her quickly!"

Zhang Wuwei took a deep breath, and continued to fight and rescue, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

He opened his mouth and said, "Nowadays, only a dead horse can be treated as a living horse doctor."

"Do you still remember the Healing Chapter of the Nine Yin Manual?"

Guo Jing's eyes lit up instantly, and he asked hopefully, "Is it possible? Is it really possible?"

Zhang Wuwei didn't speak, and told Huang Rong to prepare food for seven days, open the secret room, and simply arrange it.

Ask Guo Jing to carry Mu Nianci in and wake him up with internal strength.

"Nianci, now I will teach you a set of secret healing methods, you must remember it."

"During the past seven days, you and Guo Jing will rest in peace and recuperate in this secret room."

Mu Nianci nodded weakly, expressing his understanding.

Then Zhang Wuwei began to teach the scriptures. After explaining it two or three times, he confirmed that Mu Nianci had completely learned it.

Let Guo Jing and Mu Nianci sit facing each other, palms intersecting.

Each of them draws up their true qi, constantly blending and wandering in each other's bodies.

This made Mu Nianci's face blush.

I don't know if it's quite effective, or if I feel shy.

After observing for a while, seeing that there was no problem, Zhang Wuwei put down his food, closed the secret room, and returned to the inn.

"Cough cough." Hong Qigong coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and sat weakly by the side:

"Rong'er, before I die, I still want to eat your beggar's chicken."

Huang Rong also had tears in her eyes as she nodded, "Qi Gong, you won't die, how could you die."

"When you recover, I'll cook all kinds of delicacies for you in different ways, and I'm sure to satisfy you."

"Cough cough."

Hong Qigong coughed a few more times: "I still understand my own body."

"These four villains are worthy of being famous all over the world, they are really amazing."

"Unfortunately, I haven't participated in the upcoming Huashan Discussion of Swords."

"Boy Zhang, you have to take good care of Huang Rong and help her become the leader of the beggar gang."

Zhang Wuwei glanced at him, and he was deceiving others to sympathize. Although he was seriously injured, he would not die immediately.

This is why Zhang Wuwei went to treat Mu Nianci after stabilizing his injury a little.

"Is there no other way?" Huang Rong asked with a smile on her face:

"Qigong, I don't want you to die!"

"Cough cough."

Coughing up another mouthful of blood, Hong Qigong said weakly, "It's not impossible."

Huang Rong said happily: "Then tell me quickly, Rong'er will do her best."

Hong Qigong glanced at Huang Rong, then at Zhang Wuwei: "What a good boy, just."

"Just need me."

Zhang Wuwei rolled his eyes at him: "Isn't it, our Hong Qigong, old Hong?"

"hey-hey."

Hong Qigong smiled: "There's nothing you can do about it. I'm getting old, and a certain bastard is the one who doesn't see any good and won't let go."

"But my old bones have nothing to squeeze."

Zhang Wuwei didn't care, opened the wine bag and took a sip: "Finally, how can I save you."

Hong Qigong weakly stretched out his hand towards Zhang Wuwei, Zhang Wuwei understood in seconds, and took out another wine bag and threw it to him.

After taking a long gulp contentedly, Hong Qigong stopped hiding and said, "Good wine!"

"As expected of Hierarch Zhang, this wine tastes really good."

"If you want to treat me, it is easy and simple, and it is difficult to say."

"I just need to find a master with high internal strength and amazing finger strength, and open up the acupuncture points all over my body."

"It can be said that apart from those who don't go out at Tianlong Temple in Dali, only Master Nandi Yideng, who is as famous as me, has this skill."

"I want to ask him for help, hehe, it's not normal."

"Brother Wuwei!" Huang Rong came to Zhang Wuwei's side, took his arm, and shook it back and forth:

"Let's help Master Qigong and his old man."

Zhang Wuwei nodded helplessly, and even regretted asking Huang Rong to be his teacher.

Turning around and entering the secret room again, after a few instructions, he took Hong Qigong and Huang Rong away overnight.

Along the way, he constantly used his true energy to maintain Hong Qigong's physical condition, and at the same time sent a message to the Mingjiao people to go to Iron Palm Peak and destroy the Iron Palm Gang.

After walking for five days, the three finally came to a swamp near the hermitage of the Southern Emperor.

"Brother Wuwei." Huang Rong asked without knowing why, "Aren't we going to find Master Yideng?"

"Why did you come to this swamp first?"

Zhang Wuwei smiled mysteriously: "Mingjiao Zhang Wuwei, come to visit the god operator Yinggu."

No response.

Zhang Wuwei turned around and pretended to leave, then shouted: "Four machines, Yuanyangzhi wants to fly together."

A woman with all white hair quickly appeared in front of the three of them.