At four o'clock in the afternoon, the Zhu family's car drove into Longhua Hotel.
Wu Bei had already booked a room. When he learned of their arrival, he went to the lobby to greet them in advance.
Goodbye Zhu Qingyan, she is still beautiful, but there is a hint of worry between her eyebrows.
Almost all the Zhu family members arrived, except for Zhu Yuanshan, Zhu Chuanwu and others, there were two unfamiliar faces.
Zhu Chuanying was sitting in a wheelchair with an indifferent expression. As soon as he got up, he kept looking at Wu Bei.
After a few words of greeting, Zhu Qingyan introduced to Wu Bei: "Brother Wu, this is my brother-in-law. Three years ago, he was slapped by the Jiangyang thief Fan Wuchang, and he has been recuperating in the Dachan Temple. Recently, my brother-in-law's injury suddenly worsened.
, even the medical monk Puren couldn’t relieve it.”
Wu Bei is also observing Zhu Chuanying. Zhu Chuanying is a master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but his meridians were invaded by insidious poison, and he has no luck at all. Now he is almost like an ordinary person.
Zhu Yuanshan quickly asked: "Mr. Wu, can Chuanying's injury be cured?"
Wu Beidao: "Let's talk about it in the room."
The group of people came to the suite opened by Wu Bei. He asked the waiter to pour tea, and then said: "Does the other party know the thunder method?"
Zhu Chuanying's heart moved: "You can tell the extent of my injuries before taking my pulse?"
Wu Bei: "It's not difficult. I looked at your complexion and I know that the meridians are stagnant and there are hidden injuries. It is very likely that you were hit by Yin Thunder Palm, Thunder Sha Kung and other Yin Kung Fu."
Zhu Chuanying was immediately impressed by Wu Bei's medical skills and said: "Sir, you have good eyesight. I was hit by the Yin Thunder Palm. I wonder if it can be cured?" Zhu Chuanying felt nervous. He had been despairing for three years. At this time, he saw Wu Bei.
, actually gave birth to a glimmer of hope.
Wu Bei paused for a moment and said, "It can be cured."
Zhu Chuanying was shocked: "Really?"
Wu Bei nodded and said with a smile: "If you had come a few days earlier, it would have been very troublesome for me to treat you. Now, it's quite simple."
"Great!" Zhu Qingyan and Zhu Xiaosheng almost jumped up with joy, and Zhu Yuanshan and others also breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhu Chuanwu smiled and said: "Mr. Wu, thank you so much. You are the benefactor of our family!"
Wu Bei has helped the Zhu family more than once, and the Zhu family is extremely grateful.
Zhu Yuanshan said with emotion: "Chuanying, there are some things I didn't tell you. The last time Iron Palm Qiao Bo came to seek revenge, Mr. Wu helped us stop him."
Zhu Chuanying was surprised: "Qiao Bo! When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me?"
Zhu Yuanshan said: "At that time, you were still recovering from your injuries in Dazen Temple. I didn't want you to worry so as not to affect your injury."
Zhu Chuanying sighed: "Father, if it weren't for Mr. Wu, do you know how serious the consequences would be? After all, I am a disciple of the Dazen Temple. If my family is in trouble, the masters in the temple will not sit idly by and ignore it."
Zhu Yuanshan smiled and said: "Okay, everything is over. Chuanying, you stay here and treat your injuries well so that you can recover as soon as possible."
Zhu Yuanshan still had to manage the business, and Zhu Chuanwu and Zhu Chuanwen also had to go to work. The father and son sat for a while and then left. Zhu Xiaosheng and Zhu Qingyan stayed with them.
As soon as the elders left, Zhu Xiaosheng let go and asked with a smile: "Brother Wu, how far has your kung fu reached?"
Wu Beidao: "Practice Qi to become Gang."
Zhu Xiaosheng gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"
Then he said to Zhu Chuanying: "Brother-in-law, the Fuhai of your Dazen Temple is nothing more than this, right?"
Zhu Chuanying nodded: "Fuhai is a young talent among the lay disciples of the Great Zen Temple. He is only thirty-two years old and has already practiced Qi to become a gang. Of course, compared with Mr. Wu, he is far inferior."
Zhu Chuanying did not flatter Wu Bei. In terms of age, Na Fuhai was several years older than Wu Bei. So in terms of potential, Wu Bei was far above Fu Hai.
Speaking of the Great Zen Temple, Wu Bei asked Zhu Chuanying: "I have heard for a long time that the Great Zen Temple has seventy-two unique skills, nine magical powers, and three magical powers. Is this true?"
Zhu Chuanying said with a smile: "The so-called seventy-two stunts are what the outside world has heard of. The real number is much higher than this. There are more than 200 stunts that I know alone. The nine great magical powers and the three great magical powers are not fake, they are just unique skills."
Very few people can practice it because the requirements are too high."
Wu Bei was very interested. Although he had practiced the Xuanhuang Jue of Heaven and Earth, he knew all the martial arts in the world. He hoped to get in touch with more martial arts and increase his knowledge.
Zhu Chuanying noticed Wu Bei's interest and said, "Mr. Wu, I have studied the five special skills of Dazen Temple. When I recover from my injury, I can confirm the advice with Mr. Wu."
Wu Bei's eyes lit up. Zhu Chuanying said this very euphemistically. In fact, he was passing on the Kungfu of Dazen Temple to him, so he asked with a smile: "Is this appropriate?"
Zhu Chuanying smiled and said: "Mr. Wu doesn't know something. The seventy-two unique skills of Dachan Temple are widely circulated in the world. Even if you learn them all, Dachan Temple will not care."
Wu Bei was delighted: "Great!"
He asked Zhu Chuanying to come to a room and begin to heal his injuries. The treatment process was actually very simple. He used golden needles to transfer golden energy into the other person's meridians.
Golden Qi has the ability to nourish meridians and repair hidden injuries, so in less than an hour, he repaired a meridian.
After repairing the two meridians, Wu Bei felt a little tired, so he asked everyone to have dinner together. After the meal, he rested for a while before continuing the treatment.
Seeing that his head was covered in hot sweat, Zhu Qingyan took a towel and stood aside to help him wipe away the sweat.
Zhu Chuanying was injured in four meridians. By nine o'clock in the evening, he had opened and repaired all four meridians.
The last meridian was restored, and he immediately circulated his Qi. He felt that his whole body was smooth and his spirit was lifted. He said happily: "My injury is healed!"
He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Wu Bei.
Wu Bei helped him up and said with a smile: "I am Qingyan's equal, I dare not be."
Zhu Chuanying said with emotion: "Before Qingyan asked me to come, I was reluctant. I thought that your medical skills would not be better than that of the medical monk Puren. Now it seems that I am sitting in a well looking at the sky. Your medical skills are amazing!"
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Thank you."
After a pause, he said: "I will prescribe another prescription. You will take good care of yourself for the next month. You will be back to your original state in a month."
After curing Zhu Chuanying, Wu Bei was very tired and immediately went to another room to rest. In the second half of the night, he practiced breathing techniques to improve his mental strength.
When he opened his eyes, it was already nine o'clock in the morning the next day. He opened the door and saw Zhu Qingyan and others talking in the living room.
Zhu Chuanying smiled and said: "Good morning, sir, I'll have someone bring breakfast over."
Wu Bei nodded: "Have you eaten yet?"
Zhu Qingyan said: "Brother Wu, we are waiting for you."
Zhu Chuanying said: "Sir, after dinner, let's discuss the unique skills of Dazen Temple. Today we will study the dragon catching hand first."
Wu Bei's eyes shone: "Dragon-capturing hand? I wonder how powerful it is?"