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Zhang Sanfeng's voice rang out once again.
He was an experienced man, and he could tell at a glance that this grand-disciple seemed to be hiding something, but hadn't said it outright yet.
"Hehehe, I really couldn't hide it from you, Master."
Zhang Wuji chuckled, then lowered his voice and said, "Master, there is indeed something else I want to tell you, but I hope you won't blame my mother."
"Just say what you want to say. Considering you gave me the cultivation technique, I'll protect you even if you cause a major upheaval!"
Zhang Sanfeng gave this concise and to-the-point response.
Perhaps no one in the major martial arts sects understood better than him how precious the "Taiji Xuanqing Dao" was. It was a true cultivation technique that completely changed the previous cultivation system of the Wudang Sect.
This kind of technique is the true method of cultivation. As long as this technique is passed down, from this day forward, Wudang will be able to stand out among all the major sects, and may even surpass Shaolin to become a sect of immortal cultivation.
When that time comes, the entire martial arts world will regard Wudang as the leader, and people will be scrambling to join the Wudang sect.
Thinking about this, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but laugh.
"Master, then I shall speak."
"Go ahead and say it, don't worry about anything."
Seeing that the time was right, Zhang Wuji slowly said, "Grandmaster, actually, the fact that my third master was crippled by the Vajra Finger was indirectly caused by my mother. I hope you will not blame her."
"What do you mean? This... please continue."
Zhang Sanfeng frowned; clearly, the news was a complete surprise to him.
Zhang Wuji continued, "I am not very clear about the details of this matter, but it was Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin who crippled his limbs with the Vajra Finger, and Master Yuanzhen is none other than Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand."
"Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin is actually Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand? How dare he do this?"
Zhang Sanfeng snorted and glared, his internal energy suddenly surging, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.
He remembered clearly that ten years ago, it was the Longmen Escort Agency that sent Yu Daiyan back to Wudang, but some unexpected events occurred on the way, which led to his disciple being crippled.
Although he could tell at the time that his beloved disciple had been injured by the Shaolin Temple's "Vajra Finger" technique, Shaolin Temple never found out the culprit.
Now the truth has come out: the one who harmed Yu Daiyan was Master Yuanzhen, a high-ranking monk from Shaolin Temple, and that guy was none other than Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand!
Upon learning the truth, a murderous intent flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.
People in the martial arts world today all know that Master Zhang of Wudang is a grandmaster of his generation, but what they don't know is that Master Zhang is extremely protective of his own!
Zhang Wuji said, "Grandmaster, let's not talk about Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, for now. I'm telling you now because I want you to take me to the back mountain of Wudang to heal my third master's injuries, so that my mother won't have to live with guilt."
“Wuji, it’s not that your master doesn’t want to help you, but that your master is powerless to do so. To heal your third uncle Yu Daiyan’s injuries, we need to find the legendary Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment. With the Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment as a medicinal ingredient, and after breaking the broken parts of Daiyan’s limbs, it will take more than three months to recover.”
Zhang Sanfeng said helplessly.
He is now at the Golden Core stage of martial arts, and he is hard to beat in the world. However, the strength of his martial arts has little to do with healing cripples.
Over the past decade, Wudang has spent a lot of effort on Yu Daiyan's case, but they have never heard of the Black Jade Healing Ointment. Perhaps that holy medicine for healing has disappeared.
"Master, you misunderstand. Just take me there. I have a holy medicine here that can heal my third master uncle. Its efficacy should be no less than that of the Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment."
While talking.
Zhang Wuji waved his hand and took out a Blood Bodhi and a Marrow Cleansing and Meridian Strengthening Pill.
The moment these two things appeared, Zhang Sanfeng was almost speechless with astonishment.
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Chapter 69 Visible Recovery, a Stunned Yu Daiyan
Swish!
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Sanfeng snatched away the Blood Bodhi and the Marrow Cleansing and Meridian Strengthening Pill.
Correct!
It looked no different from being robbed; it was rather comical.
After snatching the Blood Bodhi and the Marrow Cleansing and Meridian Strengthening Pill, Zhang Sanfeng smelled them a few times, his face full of intoxication.
"My dear grand-disciple, just how many good things do you have on you? You even managed to find such precious exotic fruits and pills!"
After a while.
Zhang Sanfeng was breathing rapidly, his question tinged with excitement.
First, there was the cultivation level of a Grandmaster in the late stage, then there was the cultivation technique "Taiji Xuanqing Dao", now there is the exotic fruit containing a vast amount of energy essence, and there is also the pill that can refresh one's mind and body with just a light sniff.
all of these.
All of this greatly shocked Zhang Sanfeng. Even though he was over ninety years old, he still felt that what happened today was so incredible!
"Cough cough cough, there's still a tiny bit left. Grandmaster, do you think these two things can cure Third Uncle?"
"We'll only know after we try!"
Upon hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Zhang Sanfeng initially wanted to say that the problem was not serious, but out of caution, he did not exaggerate.
After all, this was the first time he had ever seen this glowing fruit and this mysterious pill.
"Grandmaster, let's go to the back mountain to see our Third Martial Uncle now!"
"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking."
soon.
The two quietly left through the back door of the main hall without alerting anyone else.
The back mountain of Wudang is not far from the main hall.
With Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng's skills, they arrived in just half an incense stick's time.
They then arrived at the courtyard where Yu Daiyan was, and just then they heard the latter roaring angrily.
"Take it away, take all the food away. What's the use of my worthless life? I can't do anything. Living will only make me a laughing stock of the Wudang Sect and a waste of food."
Although Yu Daiyan had his limbs broken, his martial arts foundation remained, and he was able to maintain a stable level at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm.
Therefore, while roaring, he used his powerful internal energy to scatter the herbs all over the courtyard and even knocked over the food brought by the outer disciples.
Several outer disciples of Wudang bowed their heads and tidied up before respectfully leaving the courtyard, just in time to run into Zhang Sanfeng and his entourage who had come to visit.
"Grandmaster!"
"Greetings, Grandmaster!"
"Okay, you can all go down now. I'll take care of things here."
Zhang Sanfeng dismissed the outer disciples and then stepped into the courtyard.
“Master, please let me die. I have been lying here for ten years, and now I can’t even personally go to pick up my fifth brother when he comes back. I’m so useless.”
When Yu Daiyan on the stretcher saw Zhang Sanfeng arrive, tears streamed down his face.
Deep within his eyes, a hint of grievance and anger surfaced. Although he concealed it well, Zhang Sanfeng still caught it.
Zhang Sanfeng said slowly, "Daiyan, I remember you weren't like this before. These past two days, upon hearing the news that Cuishan has returned with his wife and children, you seem quite uneasy. Is there something you're holding back?"
"Feeling wronged? Heh. What could I possibly feel wronged about? Even if I did... never mind, Master, please don't ask. It's all in the past."
Yu Daiyan gave a bitter smile and offered this response.
Zhang Wuji, who was standing to the side, said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Third Uncle, your injuries were indirectly caused by my mother. If it weren't for her, you wouldn't be like this."
"You... who are you?"
At this moment, Yu Daiyan noticed the young Zhang Wuji beside Zhang Sanfeng. He was stunned when he saw that this person looked seven or eight parts like his fifth junior brother.
“Daiyan, this is your fifth junior brother’s son, Zhang Wuji. His mother is Yin Susu of the Eagle Sect.”
Zhang Sanfeng spoke up at the opportune moment, and without any further words, said directly: "I already know the grievances in your heart. The person who injured you with the poisoned needle back then should be Yin Susu, right? But that matter is in the past. Besides, Susu is now a member of our Wudang, and she is also your fifth junior brother's wife. Let's leave this matter here!"
"Master, you...you knew everything?"
Yu Daiyan looked stunned, then said sadly, "That's right, the person who injured me with the poisoned needle back then was Yin Susu of the Sky Eagle Sect. When I learned that my fifth junior brother and she had become husband and wife, I didn't want to investigate any further. But I've been lying on this stretcher for ten years, and I can't suppress my resentment. In order not to ruin the relationship between my fifth junior brother and his wife, please let me die. I'm too tired of living!"
"Foolish child, why would you want to die when you're perfectly healthy? Besides, I already know who harmed you with the Vajra Finger. Although Su Su made a mistake, it can still be made up for."
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and spoke in a calm tone.
"Master, do you know the real murderer?" Yu Daiyan asked suspiciously.
"Yes, he is Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, now the Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin Temple."
Finish this sentence.
Zhang Sanfeng took out the Marrow Cleansing and Meridian Strengthening Pill and the Blood Bodhi, and then added: "Now is not the time to explain these things. If I want to cure your disability, I have to break and reset your joints and bones. Can you endure that?"
"Master, what did you say? You..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll just say one thing: can you stand it?"
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Zhang Sanfeng spoke seriously, not at all like he was joking.
Yu Daiyan laughed miserably, "Master, please try it. Anyway, I've lived a life worse than death for the past ten years. What kind of pain can't I endure?"
In fact.
Yu Daiyan had long longed for death, preferably a painful one, so he wouldn't have to lie in bed every day dependent on others.