Chapter 9: Cold Poison Outbreak

  "How could this be? How could this be?! It can't be, Xiaofu wouldn't betray me. That guy must have bullied Xiaofu, it must be that way, it must be! Xiaofu, Xiaofu!" Yin Litian muttered to himself in disbelief for half a day before suddenly shouting loudly and chasing after Ji Xiaofu as she ran out.

  "Li Ting."

  "Sixth brother."

  "Sixth Brother."

  Everyone was shocked and hurriedly followed out, but they could only see a shadow gradually moving away, disappearing instantly on the horizon.

  "Alas, what kind of karma is this!" Jingxu Shitai stomped her foot and sighed.

  "Alright." Jing Xuan Shitai waved her hand to stop Jing Xu Shitai, turned around and said to Zhang Sanfeng, "Zhang Zhenren, I will report today's events to our master as soon as possible and ask for his decision. Please forgive any disrespect."

  Zhang Sanfeng has gone through so many things today, and he is already exhausted, without the intention of making small talk, just waving his hand and nodding to show that he knows.

  Jing Xuan and others were also embarrassed, silently paid their respects, turned around and walked away quietly.

  In the Zi Xiao Palace, it was quiet and still, with no one speaking. The atmosphere was very heavy.

  Bang!

  Just then, a loud noise was heard, and everyone looked around, only to see Zhang Wuji fainting and falling to the ground.

  "Uninhibited."

  "Uninhibited."

  "Uninhibited."

  It's really 'a roof leak meets a continuous rain at night', Yin Liting's matter has not been solved, Zhang Wuji has gotten into trouble again. Everyone hurriedly helped Zhang Wuji up.

  Zhang Cuishan hastily held Zhang Wuji in his arms, thinking that he was only exhausted and had fainted. He quickly pushed several times on his chest, but unexpectedly Wuji's breath did not turn over, his whole body was icy cold, and the air in his nostrils was extremely weak. Zhang Cuishan used all his strength to push him, but he still didn't wake up. Everyone saw that he would soon die, and no one was not pale.

  "Zhang Wuji, what's wrong with you? Zhang Wuji, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Cuishan anxiously shouted. Unfortunately, Zhang Wuji was now completely unconscious and couldn't respond to him at all.

  "Don't worry, let me handle it." Zhang Sanfeng said calmly.

  "Yes, Fifth Brother, don't worry, Master will definitely have a way." The crowd also advised.

  "Oh, right, right, right." Zhang Cuishan reacted and hastily looked towards Zhang Sanfeng.

  Zhang Sanfeng nodded, indicating that he didn't need to worry, and took Zhang Wuji from Zhang Cuishan's hands. First, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the major acupoints on Zhang Wuji's body, then patted Zhang Wuji's back, and a stream of true energy flowed into Zhang Wuji like a mighty river. This was the pure yang true energy that Zhang Sanfeng had cultivated for over a hundred years, which, without exaggeration, could revive the dead, but as long as there was still a breath left, it would have some effect.

  Unfortunately, just as Zhang Sanfeng was transferring his hundred years of internal energy into Zhang Wuji's body, not only did Zhang Wuji fail to show any improvement, but his complexion turned alternately pale and purple, and his whole body began to convulse.

  Zhang Sanfeng was shocked and quickly retracted his internal energy. He had originally thought that Zhang Wuji was still young and couldn't withstand his hundred years of skill, so he slowly released it, but unfortunately, the result was still the same.

  Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed, and he furrowed his brow. The people around him, although anxious, did not dare to make a sound, fearing that they would disturb Zhang Sanfeng's train of thought.

  Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment, reached out to touch Zhang Wuji's forehead, and almost reflexively withdrew his hand. It turned out that his forehead was cold as dark ice. When he touched his chest, it seemed like molten lava from the earth's core. Truly, it was a world of ice and fire.

  Having arrived at this point, Zhang Sanfeng also had no good solution, so he stretched out his hand and tore open Zhang Wuji's clothes, wanting to take a look. As soon as he tore them open, what was revealed beneath made one's eyes widen in shock.

  But saw Zhang Wuji's body was printed with a black five-finger palm print.

  Everyone was shocked by the scene. Yin Susu cried heavily on Zhang Wuji's body. Only Song Qingchu was not surprised, knowing that he had been hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm.

  Zhang Sanfeng furrowed his brow and said: "I didn't think that this martial art hadn't been lost, it's truly beyond my expectations!"

  "Oh, I don't know what kind of palm strength this ignorant child has." Song Yuqiao asked as the eldest disciple.

  "This is the legendary 'Mystic Heaven Palm' that made Baizhuo Dao people famous thirty years ago." Zhang Sanfeng explained.

  "What? 'Xuán Miǎo Shén Zhǎng'?" Song Yuán Qiáo was greatly shocked. Obviously, he knew about the "Xuán Miǎo Shén Zhǎng", which wasn't surprising, after all, at his current age of around fifty, during the time when Bǎi Sǔn Dào Rén shook the world, he was in his prime. It was precisely because he knew that he was even more shocked.

  Zhang Sanfeng sighed, not answering, and with both hands embracing Wuji, said: "In the past I often said that man can conquer heaven, but today it seems that human strength is limited. I couldn't even protect a young child, do I have to be an old white-haired person sending off a young black-haired one?"

  All the disciples were shocked upon hearing this. In their minds, their master was all-powerful, and now that Zhang Sanfeng had said so, then...

  "Master, this child... is this child really beyond salvation?"

  "Unless it's the reincarnation of Zhang Sanfeng, or I obtain the complete 'Jiuyang True Classic'. Otherwise..." Zhang Sanfeng didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood his meaning.

  It's absolutely impossible to find the Rebirth of Jueyuan, even if it's a completed book like "Jiuyang True Classic" that has been lost in the Jianghu for so many years. Suddenly wanting to find it now is no easier than ascending to heaven.

  At this time, Song Qing Shu spoke up, "Master Taishifu, Father, all the masters, now is not the time to be sad. The most urgent thing to do now is to send people to follow Sixth Uncle's trail and find him, so as to prevent any accidents; on the other hand, send people to search for the whereabouts of the 'Nine Yang True Classic', we need to know that besides Master Jueyuan, there were others who obtained the 'Nine Yang True Classic'."

  Song Yuanqiao and others nodded silently after hearing these words, while Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up as he said: "Apart from Master Yuandong, there is indeed someone who obtained the 'Jiuyang True Classic', it was Xiangzi and Yin Kexi who secretly stole the 'Jiuyang True Classic' back then."

  It's really 'heaven will not cut off a man's path', everyone who heard the news was overjoyed, even Song Yuanqiao gave Song Qingchu a smile this time.

  Zhang Sanfeng indeed lived up to his reputation as a master, and soon adjusted his mood. He said, "Qing Shu was right, the more it is at this time, the more we cannot give up. Song Xi, Sheng Gu, you two take the disciples to find out about Li Ting's whereabouts. Lian Zhou, send someone to find out about the whereabouts of the 'Jiuyang True Classic'. The rest of you, carry Wuji to my room."

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  It had been three days and nights since Zhang Wuji was sent to Zhang Sanfeng's house. Zhang Sanfeng and the seven Wudang heroes took turns using their internal energy to help Zhang Wuji expel the cold poison from his body. After three days and nights of hard work, they were exhausted but relieved that "heaven rewards those who are diligent", as the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body was gradually being eliminated. This lifted everyone's spirits and they couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

  Unfortunately, as the saying goes, 'good fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortune never walks alone', just when everyone thought Zhang Wuji's life was saved. Only Song Qingzhu knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon, if the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm could be driven out, then there would not have been any subsequent events.

  As expected, by the 36th day, everyone discovered that no matter what they did, they couldn't extract a single thread of cold poison from Zhang Wuji's body. Upon discovering this situation, everyone was shocked and didn't know why it was happening.

  It was Zhang Wuji who was happy every day, after all, his clear-headed time was getting longer and longer, and he thought his illness would be cured soon.

  Unfortunately, he didn't know that his tribulations had just begun. Even if Song Qing saw him with this naive and innocent look, her heart couldn't help but ache.

  "It's indeed 'nine trips to move a mountain, but failing at the last step'!" Zhang Sanfeng sighed.

  After a long time of contemplation, he thought to himself: "In order to eliminate the cold poison from his body, relying solely on external forces is no longer feasible. The only solution now is for him to cultivate a pure Yang true energy himself, which can alleviate his condition."

  "It's just that the best pure Yang true energy is of course the 'Nine Yang True Classic', unfortunately it has been lost to the ages. Since that's the case, I'll settle for second best and pass on the 'Pure Yang Infinite Skill' to him, although it can't compare to the 'Nine Yang True Classic', it still has its own 30-40% effectiveness."

  Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng immediately taught "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" to Zhang Wuji.

  This kung fu is complex and cannot be described in one sentence. Wudang Pure Yang Wuji Gong is the essence of Taoist qigong, passed down by Zhang Sanfeng based on the remaining chapters of the "Jiuyang True Classic". This qigong method is the highest internal skill of the Wudang school and a must-practice method for self-protection. It cultivates both internally and externally, combining movement and stillness, practicing the five organs and six viscera internally, and the tendons, bones, and skin externally. Through long-term practice of absorbing, closing, and emitting qi, combined with a series of specific movements and exercises of the body's exterior, trunk, and limbs, it achieves the effect of eliminating evil and supporting the right, treating injuries and diseases, and can also resist external attacks and strikes.

  Although this martial art is the untransmitted mystery of Wudang, even Song Qingchu, the first disciple of Wudang, did not receive its transmission. However, now that it's an emergency and saving lives is urgent, there's no other way.