Qingshu Wuji

At the moment, the two brothers and sisters had nothing to say, and in the early morning of the next day, Song Qingshu was woken up by Zhang Wuji, who was suffering from cold poison, and hurriedly called for help.

After Zhang Sanfeng input internal force to make Zhang Wuji calm down and fell into a coma, he told Song Qingshu about the current situation.

Zhang Wuji's cold poison invaded his forehead, heart and dantian, which cannot be cured by external force, it seems that their thirty days of hard work were all in vain.To relieve the cold poison in his body, no one else can help him. Only by practicing the supreme internal strength contained in the "Nine Yangs Manual" can he turn his yang into yin.However, when Zhang Sanfeng's predecessor, Master Jueyuan, taught the scriptures, Zhang Sanfeng did not learn all the scriptures. Even though he retreated several times and studied hard, he still only managed to understand [-]% to [-]% of the scriptures.Right now, he had no choice but to teach Zhang Wuji to practice Wudang's Nine Suns Kungfu by himself. If he could save his life for one day, he would live another day.

And Song Qingshu has been practicing Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu since he was ten years old, so Zhang Sanfeng asked Song Qingshu to teach Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu got the approval of the grand master, and after Zhang Wuji woke up, he passed on the practice methods and formulas of Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu to him.

There are so many changes in this skill that it is impossible to describe it in a single word. In short, the initial skill is to practice "Great Circumferential Movement", so that a stream of warm and genuine energy can flow from the dantian to the Zhensuoren, Du, and Chong channels. The yin bank flows, turns and goes to Weilu Pass, and then divides into two branches to go up, passing through the pulley pass on both sides of No. Breath through the three gates."

At this stage, Song Qingshu had practiced for two full years at the beginning, but when he came to Zhang Wuji, he practiced for half a year and achieved some success, which made Song Qingshu smile bitterly, secretly thinking that it was the protagonist's Xiaoqiang law.

During the past six months, although Zhang Wuji had frequent outbreaks of cold poison and the green energy on his face never dissipated, he was in good spirits, which made Wudang extremely gratified.Song Qingshu was with him day and night, and Zhang Wuji even slept with him every night.It is not surprising that Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu started apprenticeships at the same time, for the convenience of practicing martial arts, the two lived together until they were adults, so the whole sect didn't care about it at the moment.

Song Qingshu himself felt nothing. Zhang Wuji was just a ten-year-old boy. Although others didn't know that the two of them were bare-chested and skin-to-skinned every night, Song Qingshu knew that he was just Zhang Wuji's human-shaped heater, and he didn't think much about it.

On the contrary, in order to resist Zhang Wuji's cold poison, he even practiced the habit of consciously practicing kung fu while sleeping. His kung fu improved by leaps and bounds, and he practiced super-level to the stage of "drenched purple energy".

During these times, Zhang Sanfeng took care of Zhang Wuji's inner strength training with all his strength, and Song Yuanqiao and others looked for panacea for him, such as wild ginseng more than a hundred years old, shaped Shouwu, snow mountain tuckahoe and other rare spiritual things.

Song Qingshu not only practiced with him every day, but also stared at him to eat all these miraculous medicines into his stomach.At first Zhang Wuji felt bitter and didn't want to drink it, but Song Qingshu just had to stare at him. Although Zhang Wuji was reluctant, he was afraid that his brother would be angry, so he obediently took the medicine and drank it bowl by bowl, as if he had been cast by a spell. They were all amazed.

It's just that he didn't know how many of these rare spirits he took, but they were still like throwing stones into the sea.

Later, Zhang Wuji also knew that these elixirs were useless to him, so he used his temper in private and pestered Song Qingshu to solve these decoctions for him.Although Song Qingshu insisted on not drinking it, he couldn't resist Zhang Wuji's endless tricks, even though he tricked him into eating one of the ten bowls of medicine, it also benefited Song Qingshu a lot.

The Wudang faction were busy treating the wounded and treating the sick, and they had no time to pursue the enemies who hurt Yu Daiyan and Wuji. In the past two years, Yin Tianzheng, the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect, sent people to visit his grandson several times and gave him many valuable gifts.The heroes of Wudang hated Yu and Zhang Erxia because they were indirectly harmed by the Sky Eagle Sect. Every time they drove the Sky Eagle Sect envoys down the mountain, they would return the presents without accepting any of them.Once, Mo Shenggu beat the envoy severely with his hands, and Yin Tianzheng never sent anyone up the mountain again.

Although Song Qingshu stayed by Zhang Wuji's side day and night, he also took time to accompany Yu Daiyan.

The black jade discontinuous ointment was proven to be true through experiments. Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain and personally invited a famous doctor to crush Yu Daiyan's limbs again, and applied the black jade discontinuous ointment. Then he was able to stand up again with crutches.Zhang Sanfeng checked the recovery of his limbs and said that he would at least recover to [-]% of his previous condition.

Yu Daiyan called the fifth younger brother's name on the spot, tears streaming down his face.Everyone was saddened, knowing that if this incident had happened earlier, Zhang Cuishan would not have to feel ashamed of committing suicide to his third brother.

No matter what, Wudang finally had a great thing.But Zhang Wuji dragged Song Qingshu privately, not wanting him to go to Yu Daiyan again.

Song Qingshu knew that although he didn't say anything, he still felt dissatisfied with Yu Daiyan in his little heart.After weighing things up and down, Yu Daiyan left the bed after all, and Song Qingshu took care of Zhang Wuji wholeheartedly.Of course, it was unavoidable to find the right time and tell Zhang Wuji everything, only then did Zhang Wuji know that his mother had indirectly caused Yu Sanbo's limbs to be severed.He was a very kind person at first, after that, he and Song Qingshu often accompanied Yu Daiyan, helping him move his hands and feet and massage his limbs.

Another year passed, and although he looked very harmonious on the surface, it was an indisputable fact that Zhang Wuji was getting haggard and thinner day by day.Although everyone smiled when they saw him, they were all saddened in their hearts, thinking that the only flesh and blood left by Zhang Cuishan could not be kept in the end.

Zhang Wuji has grown to 11 years old, while Song Qingshu is already 16 years old.Although Zhang Wuji grew a lot taller, he only reached Song Qingshu's shoulders.Zhang Wuji saw that Song Qingshu's face was becoming more and more elegant and handsome, while he himself was still thin and weak, so he couldn't help casting envious eyes from time to time.

Zhang Wuji knew that although everyone didn't say anything, they looked at him as if they were dying, which made him feel miserable.Fortunately, only his senior brother is different.

Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Wuji would not die so easily, so he naturally treated him like an ordinary person, although he doted on him, he was still strict where it should be.It's just that he didn't expect Zhang Wuji to rely on him even more.

On this day, the two of them were still as usual, and they started to practice kung fu cross-legged on the bed early in the morning.Zhang Wuji likes to sit opposite Song Qingshu when he is practicing, so that he can see his senior brother when he opens his eyes, and he can feel at ease even if the cold poison occurs.

He calmed down and felt that the true qi went upwards over the Baihui point on the top of his head, divided into five paths, and gathered with the whole body's qi channel at Tanzhong point, and then divided into two main and subordinate branches, which also merged in the dantian, entering the orifice and returning to the origin.After a cycle like this, the body is filled with nectar, and the real energy in the dantian is like cigarette smoke, and it is leisurely. Zhang Wuji felt that he should have cultivated the so-called "dense purple energy".

Song Qingshu, who was adjusting his breath, suddenly heard a mosquito-like groan from the opposite side, and hurriedly opened his eyes.He originally thought that Zhang Wuji's cold poison had flared up again, but he found that Zhang Wuji's meticulous face had rarely blushed, and his expression was a little awkward.

"Wuji, what's the matter with you?" Song Qingshu was afraid that something went wrong in his practice, so he quickly pulled him into his arms with one hand, and caught his pulse with the other hand. The movements were extremely proficient and natural, all because of the past one and a half years, He's done it too many times.But when he touched Zhang Wuji's chest and back, he didn't expect the person in his arms to groan again, but there was a hint of joy in it.

Song Qingshu didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly checked his pulse, but found that there was no abnormality of cold poison attack, and hurriedly asked worriedly: "Wuji, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, I'm a little hot." Zhang Wuji opened his lips and said.

When Song Qingshu heard it, it was no small matter. Since Zhang Wuji was hit by Xuanming God's palm, all he heard was him shouting cold. How could he ever hear him shouting a hot word?Immediately asked urgently: "Where is it hot?"

Zhang Wuji has been close to his senior brother all these years, and he will never hide anything from him. Hearing this, he grabbed Song Qingshu's palm, and groped towards the place where his body was suddenly hot and unbearable.

Song Qingshu felt Zhang Wuji grab his hand and touch his lower abdomen, huh?Is it still cold?Um?It's still going down?

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When Song Qingshu slowly realized what he touched, there was a bang in his head, and his face flushed.