Zeng Yunfeng didn't expect that there was someone in the valley, which was located in the thatched hut in the valley, right next to the rocks. Zeng Yunfeng thought about it and did not remember who else lives here at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and it was not far from the Ming Cult.

Zeng Yunfeng walked into the thatched hut. The thatched hut was quite quiet and elegant. There were bamboo forests around him and water was flowing beside him. I don’t know where it was attracted.

Zeng Yunfeng walked into the yard of the thatched hut and saw a man lying under the hut, dying.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the man with a pale face, dry lips and a sallow complexion.

Zeng Yunfeng walked forward, slightly looked at his breath, shook his head and said, "Brother, do you need me to treat you?"

The man shook his head and said, "You can't save me. If this person here doesn't save me, no one in this world can save me."

Zeng Yunfeng snorted coldly and said, "What a big tone. There are countless experts in this world. How could I know that no one can save you? I just want to save you!" Zeng Yunfeng said as he tapped the man for more than a dozen times, then took out a red pill from his arms and stuffed it into the man's mouth. The man's face suddenly turned red.

Zeng Yunfeng pushed his thumb into the man's Tanzhong point, approaching his throat from top to bottom, then turned his finger into a palm, then pushed down along his throat, and pushed all the way to his dantian, then used his skills vigorously, and then hurriedly dodged. The man's mouthful of blood spurted out.

However, when the blood was vomited, the man's face became much rosy, and the man's somewhat messy and dirty hair hung on his face.

The man took a deep breath, looked overjoyed, immediately lifted up his robe, and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Thank you, my mercy."

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the man and raised his hand slightly and said, "Get up, I just can't stand someone in this world pretending to be a great master. No one in this world can be cured well except him, a joke."

"Please leave your honorable name? Chang Yuchun will definitely repay you." Zeng Yunfeng was stunned when he heard the three words Chang Yuchun. When Zeng Yunfeng was a minister by Zhu Di, Zhu Yunwen and others, including Zhu Zhanji, the three words Chang Yuchun were well-known.

Especially Zhu Di mentioned the two people that Emperor Yongle often talked about, one was Chang Yuchun, and the other was Xu Da. I didn’t expect that this person was Chang Yuchun. It was really strange. If this person was Chang Yuchun, wouldn’t this be Butterfly Valley?

Zeng Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, but still helped him up, and said, "Health, your injury has healed for five or six minutes. You can take this pill and turn it into a pound of wine. Drink it for three or three days a day for three consecutive days."

"Your injury will probably be almost healed after that!"

At this time, a person in the room walked out and said with his hands behind his back, "Who is this? The toad yawned so hard. I'm going to come for a while."

This man is sarcastic and Zeng Yunfeng knew that he was dissatisfied.

After looking at this man, he looked like a mustache and had a small beard on his chin. He didn't look particularly capable, but instead felt like he was stingy.

This person should be Hu Qingniu, the owner of Butterfly Valley. I don’t know why the people of the Ming Cult like to occupy the mountains and divide the mountains and turn them into their own, and then turn them into their own.

This group of people are all Zoroastrians, and there is no piece of land in the Central Plains that belongs to them.

But the moment the man walked out of the thatched cottage, he was slightly stunned when he saw Zeng Yunfeng's dress.

Zeng Yunfeng's long hair was hanging behind him, his temples were hanging on his chest, and a blue-purple token was hung around his waist with a jade-colored jade flute on the other side of his belt.

Seeing the person in front of him, Hu Qingniu felt surprised. He suddenly remembered the person rumored in the world. Thinking about his tone just now, he really lamented. It's really a fate, and he actually met this person.

Hu Qingniu swallowed and spitted, and was reluctant to speak.

This person has a very bad temper that has been widely rumored in the world recently. He is stubborn and acts as soon as he wants to do it. It is very unreasonable. Even the two elders of Xuanming were beaten by him. Ying Wugui is more famous in the world today and is famous for seeking trouble.

I didn't expect that there was a pot that didn't open and I would pick up whatever I was afraid of. I didn't know what the beggar Ying Wugui was wandering around in Kunlun Mountains, but he actually turned to Butterfly Valley.

This is bad. In terms of medical skills, Hu Qingniu dares to say that few people in the past can compare with him today. He says that he ranks second, and basically no one dares to rank first.

But compared with this man's martial arts, he was nowhere to be sure. Maybe this man is one level higher than Grandma Jinhua. Hu Qingniu felt even more shocked when he thought of this.

Unexpectedly, Grandma Jinhua, the great enemy, had not yet been resolved, and she caught another big enemy. Thinking of this, Hu Qingniu wanted to slap himself in the face. It was so bad that he felt that he was not allowed.

Zeng Yunfeng glanced at Hu Qingniu slightly and looked at him coldly. Hu Qingniu felt a shock all over his body.

"Is that so? Since you want to see who I am, I will tell you!"

Hu Qingniu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I really don't know if it's Deputy Gang Leader Ying of the Beggar Gang, please forgive me now! I didn't expect that Deputy Gang Leader Ying would come to Butterfly Valley."

"It's not easy to know the rumors in the world of Butterfly Valley!"

Hu Qingniu smiled and said awkwardly: "There are often people from the Ming Cult in my Butterfly Valley, so it's nothing to know that some rumors in the world are heard."

Zeng Yunfeng looked at his thatched hut with his hands behind his back and said, "This place has a good scenery. It's my turn. If you move out, I won't care about what you said just now." Zeng Yunfeng finished speaking and stared at Hu Qingniu.

Hu Qingniu was so nervous when he was staring at him, "Deputy Gang Leader Ying, this is not very good."

Zeng Yunfeng looked at him with a smile and said, "Then you think about it." Zeng Yunfeng raised his left hand.

Hu Qingniu was shocked. Wouldn't his life be like this palm?

"Stop!" At this time, a child's voice came out and reached Zeng Yunfeng's ears.

Vice Gangmaster Zeng Ying, Yun Feng, saw a child coming out and said, "Uncle Ying, please spare Mr. Hu once!"

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the person in front of him and was puzzled, "No, isn't Zhang Wuji in Wudang Mountain?" When did he run to Butterfly Valley?

And even if it was Zhang Sanfeng, yes, Zeng Yunfeng felt relieved when he thought of this. According to Zhang Sanfeng's footwork, it was indeed so fast, and he played and fought all the way, so it was normal for Zhang Sanfeng to catch up with him.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at Zhang Wuji and smiled and said: It turned out to be a young man from Wudang. Why didn’t he be filial to your master? Instead, he ran to this Butterfly Valley."

Zhang Wuji's face was dark and he lowered his head. When he talked about this problem, Zeng Yunfeng also remembered that Zhang Wuji was hit by a Xuanming Divine Palm. Although that palm was very light, it was also difficult for Zhang Wuji to bear it.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the child and sighed. Now, unless he was teaching Zhang Wuji to recite the Sunflower Book, it would be difficult to have a solution to his cold poison Zeng Yunfeng.

Moreover, Zeng Yunfeng rarely practices the martial arts of the most yang and the most harsh martial arts. His skills are all central and peaceful martial arts, so it is difficult for him to help him.

Zeng Yunfengkong had an idea in his heart, what would happen if he handed over Zhang Wuji to practice the Sunflower Book?

As soon as this thought happened, it was a little out of control. However, Zeng Yunfeng thought about it and felt something was wrong, but he wanted to come back. Zhang Wuji was carrying cold poison, and it was the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm. What a good seedling.

It just so happens that one of his simplified versions of Yin nourishing Techniques is mixed with the internal energy and mental method of the Sunflower Book, which can be used to resist cold poisons, and it is very useful. This yin, yang, heat and cold is a good furnace for practicing Yin nourishing Techniques.
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