All the martial arts people in the hall were confused, and they all saw the confusion in each other's eyes as they looked at each other.
Not everyone was curious about this so-called ancestor of the Lin family. Song Yuanqiao knocked the long sword out of Zhang Cuishan's hand with one palm, and everyone in Wudang felt relieved.
Yin Susulian moved quickly, threw herself on Zhang Cuishan, and said with a cry: "Fifth brother, what are you doing! If you die, how will Wuji and I live?"
Zhang Cuishan looked at his wife with pear blossoms and rain in her arms, and the guilt in his heart burst out like a torrent. He reached out his hand and gently stroked Yin Susu's back, and said softly: "I was wrong, I'm sorry for you.
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"You must never do anything stupid again." Yin Susu raised her head and looked at Zhang Cuishan with tearful eyes, almost breaking his heart.
"No way, no way..." Zhang Cuishan murmured in a low voice.
Self-commitment is an extremely difficult thing and requires great courage, or an impulse. Once it fails, this courage or impulse may disappear in an instant. If a person wants to commit suicide twice in a row
, which is naturally even more difficult.
"It's good to have figured it out." Zhang Sanfeng came over, patted Zhang Cuishan's shoulder, and said word by word, "Even if the sky falls, I am still here, why do you need to live and die here, you are so stupid!"
"Master!" Hearing the full meaning of protection in Zhang Sanfeng's tone, Zhang Cuishan was moved and tears filled his eyes.
"You accompany Cuishan, and we will go and find out who is the master who saved Cuishan." Zhang Sanfeng said to Song Yuanqiao and others, and then walked towards the gate.
At this time, Lin Tianheng happened to step through the gate. The moment Zhang Sanfeng saw Lin Tianheng, he was stunned, and then entered a mysterious and mysterious situation.
"What a talent and understanding." Lin Tianheng noticed Zhang Sanfeng's reaction and said with great admiration.
This time, Lin Tianheng did not specifically manifest Tao Yun, but Zhang Sanfeng still saw some clues from him, and even saw the road ahead!
"What an old god." Everyone in the hall did not have Zhang Sanfeng's understanding, so they could only sigh in their hearts.
"Dad, Mom!" Zhang Wuji broke away from Lin Zifu who was holding him, and ran towards Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.
Lin Zifu looked at Lin Tianheng and finally chased after him.
"Wuji! It's Wuji!" Yin Susu excitedly pushed Zhang Cuishan away and faced her precious son.
Ever since Zhang Wuji was abducted by the Mongolian soldiers disguised as Hebi Weng, Yin Susu had not slept peacefully for a single day. Now that her son has returned safely, her hanging heart is finally relieved, and even the grief in her heart has been diluted a lot.
"Wuji..." Zhang Cuishan looked at Zhang Wuji's face and sighed guiltily.
"Wuji, what's wrong with you!" Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji into her arms and immediately realized something was wrong.
I saw several silver needles stuck on Zhang Wuji's back. Their format was exactly the same as the silver needles nailed to Zhang Cuishan's sword.
Yin Susu thought Zhang Wuji was being plotted by his captors, so she quickly pulled out the silver needle from his back, and then looked up, and happened to see Lin Zifu picking up Zhang Cuishan's sword and recovering the silver needle.
"It's you! Why did you want to harm my family Wuji?!" Yin Susu pointed at Lin Zifu and asked, like an angry lioness.
"Mom, you wrongly blamed this uncle." Zhang Wuji was kind-hearted and quickly explained with his hands, "Uncle is treating my illness."
"Treatment? What's wrong with you?" Yin Susu held Zhang Wuji's head in both hands and began to examine his body, her eyes full of anxiety.
"Let me take a look." Zhang Cuishan took three steps at a time and rushed to Zhang Wuji's side.
Seeing that his son was weak and tense, his whole body was cold, and the breath in his nostrils was extremely weak, Zhang Cuishan immediately injected his internal energy to heal his injuries. Unexpectedly, his internal energy penetrated into Zhang Wuji's body, and he saw his face turn from white to green, from green to purple, and his body became even more...
It was trembling.
"Master, Master, come and take a look at Wuji." Zhang Cuishan suddenly became confused.
Zhang Sanfeng was interrupted by Zhang Cuishan's call and escaped from the wonderful situation just now. He should have been sullen but there was no disturbance in his heart. He just sighed that the opportunity had not come yet, which shows that he has cultivated his mind properly.
Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Lin Tianheng, saw him nodding, then cupped his hands, and then went to check on Zhang Wuji's injuries.
Although everyone had never met Lin Tianheng, seeing how much Zhang Sanfeng respected him, they couldn't help but pay more attention to him.
Facing the prying eyes of everyone, Lin Tianheng seemed unaware. Lin Zifei looked proud, as if he enjoyed being watched, but Lin Ziwei, a delicate young lady, was a little uncomfortable with it.
Zhang Sanfeng came to Zhang Wuji and reached out to touch his forehead. The touch was cold, as if he were touching a piece of ice. In surprise, he touched his vest with his right hand again, but felt that a spot on his vest was burning like coals.
, but it was bone-chilling cold all around.
Zhang Sanfeng immediately tore off the clothes on Wuji's back and saw a green five-finger palm print clearly printed on the thin skin and white flesh.
Zhang Cuishan and his wife were shocked when they saw this, and Yin Susu's tears fell again like broken beads.
Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to touch it again, only to feel that the palm print was extremely hot, but the surrounding area was cold. When he reached out to touch it, it was already extremely uncomfortable. You can imagine how difficult it was for Wuji to suffer such an injury.
"The power of this palm is very sinister. I just used silver needles to prick acupuncture points. Although it temporarily stopped his pain, it was just treating the symptoms and not the root cause." Lin Zifu said.
"I was impatient just now and wrongly blamed this hero. I hope you can forgive me." Yin Susu apologized.
"It's just human nature, madam, you're welcome." Lin Zifu waved his hands repeatedly. A mother who suddenly sees her child who has been missing for many days will inevitably do something drastic.
"Xuanming Divine Palm, I didn't expect to see this extremely sinister palm technique thirty years later." Zhang Sanfeng had extensive knowledge and knowledge, and he quickly recognized this palm power.
Song Yuanqiao asked in surprise: "Did this baby receive the Xuanming Divine Palm?" He was the oldest and had heard the name "Xuanming Divine Palm". As for Yu Lianzhou and others, they had never even heard the name of this martial arts.
Pass.
"Amitabha, I never thought that the Xuanming Divine Palm, which has harmed Taoists hundreds of times, will reappear in the world." Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen said in shock.
"Master, do you have a way to save my Wuji child?" Zhang Cuishan said urgently. He had never heard of the name of the Xuanming Divine Palm. He only thought that since Zhang Sanfeng could recognize this palm technique, there must be a way to cure it.
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Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng sighed, shook his head slowly, and said: "Unless...unless my master Jue Yuan is resurrected and teaches me the entire "Nine Sun Sutra"."
"Amitabha." Upon hearing this, the eminent monks in the Shaolin Temple all proclaimed the Buddha's name with a look of compassion on their faces, but they had no intention of using their own "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung" to save Zhang Wuji.
"Master, you must save Wuji!" When Yin Susu heard this, she almost lost her footing and fell as if struck by lightning. Then, regardless of her status and situation, she knelt down beside Zhang Sanfeng and couldn't help but beg.
"Susu, please don't embarrass Master anymore." Zhang Cuishan saw Zhang Sanfeng's troubled expression and couldn't help but offered some explanation.
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly handed Zhang Wuji to Zhang Cuishan, turned around and walked towards Lin Tianheng.
"Master!" Yin Susu wailed, which sounded heartbreaking.
"Mom, don't cry, Wuji doesn't feel any more pain." Zhang Wuji comforted him sensibly.
Listening to Zhang Wuji's childish voice, Yin Susu cried even harder. Song Yuanqiao and others sighed together, but there was nothing they could do about it. It was indeed a pain for the fifth junior brother, his wife and the child.
Zhang Sanfeng walked up to Lin Tianheng, bowed respectfully and said: "Senior, please take action to save my poor disciple."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked!
Zhang Sanfeng is already recognized as the oldest and most senior senior person in the world. Who can be called a senior by him? Who will he be? How high will his martial arts be?
For a moment, everyone's eyes focused on Lin Tianheng again.