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Chapter 45 Taking Zhang Wuji as His Disciple
Then Zhang Sanfeng still treats the symptoms but not the root cause, it can only temporarily protect him from the pain of the cold poison, but after a long time, he will eventually be unable to suppress it.

Zhang Sanfeng once told him that the only thing in the world that can save him now is probably a supreme martial art, and Wudang Jiuyang Kung Fu of Wudang was born out of that martial art.

And the name of that supreme martial art is called 'Nine Suns Manual', also known as 'Nine Suns Magic', because the Nine Suns Magic is exactly the inner strength and mental method of the Nine Suns Book.

The internal force cultivated by the Nine Suns Divine Art is extremely rigid and yang, which is a rare and supreme internal energy in the world. If he can cultivate the Nine Yangs Divine Art, then he will definitely be able to get rid of the cold poison in his body.

But Nine Suns has been lost for many years.

...

What Zhang Sanfeng said flashed through Zhang Wuji's mind one by one, suddenly Zhang Wuji thought of Ding Gong's words just now, his eyes widened involuntarily, and an unbelievable thought came to his mind.

"Does Brother Ding have the Nine Suns Manual!?"

Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Wuji's little heart suddenly started beating violently, and a blush appeared on his unusually pale face.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji is like a person who has been thirsty for a long time in the desert, and when he is about to die of thirst, he suddenly encounters nectar for a long time. It is a kind of hope for life.

Surprise, longing, apprehension...

Zhang Wuji clenched his hands into fists and squeezed them tightly. You can see the blue veins bulging on them. He looked at Ding Gong nervously, his breathing became very short, and he said tremblingly: "Ding, Brother Ding, you have nine Is it the Yang Zhenjing?"

Under Zhang Wuji's apprehensive and expectant gaze, Ding Gong nodded slightly and said:
"Yes, I have."

"Ah, that's great."

Hearing Ding Gong's words, Zhang Wuji couldn't help shouting happily.

At this moment, Ding Gong spoke again, as if a basin of cold water had poured Zhang Wuji a chill.

"But what does that have to do with you?"

"Strike!!＿|￣|○"

Zhang Wuji seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the smile on his face stopped abruptly, and he froze there, feeling a chill in his heart.

The heart is cold, the kind that is so cold.

It has nothing to do with me, so why did you say that I was really lucky to meet you?
It was as if he had just been dragged to heaven, and then kicked into hell by someone. The huge gap made Zhang Wuji feel so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became. Zhang Wuji felt his nose and eyes were sour, and he had a strong urge to cry out with a 'wow'.

Mom, the baby is really wronged.

Didn't you say that only beautiful women can deceive people, why even men can deceive people?
Zhu Tian, ​​who saw all this in his eyes, couldn't help but feel ashamed. As a host, he really knows how to play. Such a poor child is almost suspicious of life.

"Host, I have to say that you are too much and too bad, but I like it."

Ding Gong: "..."

I rolled my eyes in my heart, regardless of how Ding Gong did it, Ding Gong curled his lips in his heart and said: "I didn't expect that you are such a system, and you base your happiness on the pain of others. It's your fault."

The heavens: "(￣ー￣)"

At this time, Ding Gong's voice suddenly changed: "But I like it too."

"o(Д) っ!"

The heavens: "Host, you are really a talent (ノへ￣)."

"Praise, praise, be a low-key person."

Ding Gong is very humble.

...

Seeing that Zhang Wuji, a poor kid, was about to doubt his life by himself, Ding Gong suppressed the urge to laugh, pretending to be calm on the surface, and said lightly:

"Of course, if you are willing to worship me as your teacher, the Nine Suns Manual still has something to do with you."

"what?"

Hearing Ding Gong's words, Zhang Wuji, who was somewhat skeptical about his life, looked at Ding Gong with a bewildered face, his mouth was opened wide, his eyes were a little red, and he didn't understand what Ding Gong meant.

Seeing this, Ding Gong couldn't help shaking his head, looked at the sky 45 degrees and sighed: "Oh, it's really rotten wood that can't be carved, and I can't understand the literal meaning."

Zhang Wuji: "(д)"

Staring at Ding Gong with wide eyes, recalling Ding Gong's words just now, Zhang Wuji's wounded little heart came to a new world like a maggot that turned from a cocoon into a fly.

It was hell before, now it is heaven.

The opportunity to be reborn was right in front of him, and Zhang Wuji immediately made a decision in his heart, that is to worship this man who looked only a few years older than him as his teacher.

Immediately bowed to Ding Gong on both knees, saluting: "Master, please accept my apprentice's bow."

"Ah."

Seeing Zhang Wuji kneeling in front of him, Ding Gong felt awkward, but he didn't show it on the surface, and said calmly, "Okay, get up."

"Since you have joined my sect, you only need to remember the three points of respecting the teacher, not harming fellow sects, and not doing evil without authorization. There are not so many rules."

"You don't need to bow down to me when you see me in the future. A man has gold under his knees, so he doesn't need to bow down to anyone except his parents."

"Yes!"

Zhang Wuji, who had already stood up, nodded immediately when he heard the words, and kept what Ding Gong said firmly in his heart, his face was full of seriousness.

Ding Gong nodded in satisfaction and said: "Since that's the case, then I will teach you the Nine Suns Divine Art next, so that you can relieve the pain of the cold poison as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Master!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji was overjoyed immediately, and quickly thanked Ding Gong.

Ding Gong nodded and said, "Sit cross-legged, and then close your eyes."

Zhang Wuji quickly sat down cross-legged as Ding Gong said, and then closed his eyes.

Ding Gong came to Zhang Wuji's back, used the Nine Yang Magic Art, mobilized the internal energy of the Nine Yangs in his body to his right hand, and then put his palm on Zhang Wuji's back to transfer the internal energy of the Nine Yangs into his body.

"Wait until you carefully comprehend and keep in mind the operation of the internal force of the nine suns in the meridians in your body. As a teacher, I will use your own internal force to lay an introduction for you. Whether you can practice it or not depends on your talent."

Hearing Ding Gong's words, Zhang Wuji didn't reply, but sank all his mind into his body, carefully sensing the movement of internal force transmitted from Ding Gong's hands into his body.

Fortunately, after several years of teaching by Zhang Sanfeng, he already has a good foundation in martial arts, and his own talent is also extraordinary, so he has firmly memorized the movement methods of Jiuyang Shengong one by one.

15 minute later.

Ding Gong withdrew his hand, looked at Zhang Wuji, who was already practicing the Nine Suns Divine Art, and nodded in satisfaction, and lightly floated towards the distance with his feet.

With my own help, I believe that Zhang Wuji will be able to practice the Nine Suns Magic Art soon, and then I will teach him the Great Shift of the Universe, and finally defeat him.

Heh heh heh, when the time comes, the conditions for defeating Zhang Wuji, who is a master of martial arts, will be fulfilled.

Sensing Ding Gong's thoughts, Zhu Tian couldn't help sighing: "Host, you are indeed spiritual. After I mentioned this, I immediately thought of a solution."

Ding Gong: "???"

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