Star Railroad: The Road to Dominion

Wu Yao patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, I will teach you another magical skill when you get started with the Pure Yang Manual."

Song Qingshu originally had the idea of ​​​​playing three shots with or without dates, but he did not expect that Wu Yao actually agreed to teach him a new magical skill.

This was an unexpected surprise, and he hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, Master!"

"Okay, you can go about your business! I'll look around by myself." Wu Yao waved his hand.

"Then turn slowly."

Song Qingshu disappeared in a flash.

Now everyone on Wudang Mountain is already familiar with Wu Yao, and they don't regard him as an outsider.

Especially when Zhang Sanfeng treated Wu Yao as a peer, no one in the entire Wudang Mountains dared to instruct him.

This resulted in him being like an idle person who could only watch others busy.

But don't mention it, it feels really good to watch others work. No wonder those leaders in the previous life always liked to go down to inspect when nothing happened.

Closer to home.

Wu Yao walked around in the east and looked in the west. An hour passed in a flash.

At this time, Zhang Cuishan's family had arrived in front of Zhenwu Hall.

Zhang Sanfeng heard the commotion and led a group of Wudang disciples to come straight towards them.

Wu Yao looked at Zhang Cuishan from a distance and had to sigh. He was indeed the father of the protagonist. With his appearance, figure, and temperament, it was no wonder that Yin Susu, the daughter of the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect, fell in love with him. Looking at Yin Susu, she is pretty, charming, graceful and tall, with a cool and dignified temperament. She is the look of a royal sister he likes.

Finally, I looked at Zhang Wuji. At this time, Zhang Wuji was lying in Zhang Cuishan's arms, with his eyes closed and his face purple. Even though he fell into a coma, his body was still shivering.

Seeing this, Wu Yao raised his brows and couldn't help but have a concrete understanding of the power of Xuan Ming's Xuan Ming Divine Palm. At the same time, he became more and more interested in the true energy attributes of this world.

"Cuishan, this..."

Zhang Sanfeng originally looked happy, but when he saw Zhang Wuji looking at Zhang Cuishan's arms, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The moment Zhang Cuishan saw Zhang Sanfeng, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

With a "pop" sound, he fell to his knees and begged: "Master, please save my child Wuji!"

"Cuishan, you get up first."

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand to lift Zhang Cuishan up, and at the same time, he put his hand on Zhang Wuji's wrist and started taking pulse.

After taking his pulse, he carefully observed Zhang Wuji's face, then took off Zhang Wuji's clothes and turned him over.

Everyone's eyes focused on Zhang Wuji's back, and they saw a black and purple palm print deeply imprinted on Zhang Wuji's back.

As soon as I touched this handprint, I felt a biting chill coming from it.

Zhang Sanfeng's face darkened and he whispered to himself: "Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Cuishan raised his head and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, "Master, do you know what kind of martial arts Wuji was injured by?"

"good."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, "It's the Xuanming Divine Palm. I thought that this vicious martial arts would be lost when Taoist Baishu died thirty years ago, but I didn't want to see this vicious martial arts again today!"

Zhang Cuishan could not care less about understanding the mystery and origin of the Xuanming Divine Palm. At this moment, he just wanted to know whether his master could cure his precious son.

He pulled Yin Susu to the side, who had a sad face, and knelt on the ground again, "Master, please take action to save my child Wuji."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, waved his hand, and directly released his true energy, dragging the two of them up.

He patted Zhang Cuishan on the shoulder, "Cuishan, Wuji is your son, and he is also my apprentice. How can I refuse to save him even though he is dead? Okay, my master will take action now."

When Wu Yao saw this, he originally wanted to try using the HUAWEI-YS1000 treatment chamber to see if he could cure Zhang Wuji, but when he thought about the treatment principle of this thing - it is just a method of biological irradiation to promote the healthy cells of the sick person, It is used to replace necrotic or diseased cells. This method can have an immediate effect on ordinary diseases and even disabilities like Yu Daiyan, but it is probably not very useful for injuries like Zhang Wuji's caused by the power of internal energy palms. After all, The treatment chamber is fundamentally unable to remove the true energy that has invaded the patient's body.

Although the treatment warehouse cannot work, Wu Yao's current perfect innate energy can.

At the same time, Zhang Sanfeng originally thought that with his unrivaled inner strength, as long as the injured person was not a fatal Qi person, no matter how much the injury was, as long as his Qi arrived, even though he could not be completely cured, he could still save his life. Did it.

But in fact, when he injected the true energy into Zhang Wuji's body, not only did it not have a positive effect, but it stimulated the Xuanming true energy in Zhang Wuji's body. Finally, Zhang Wuji's complexion turned from white to green, with a faint tendency to turn into jet black. At the same time, Zhang Wuji's small body also trembled more violently.

Zhang Sanfeng stopped in a hurry and touched Zhang Wuji's forehead.

This touch sent a chill so sharp that he subconsciously retracted his hand.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned, looked around, and finally landed on Wu Yao, who was quietly eating melon.

"Fellow Taoist, please save my poor disciple." Zhang Sanfeng said with a solemn salute.

欻!

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Wu Yao.

Everyone in Wudang was okay, because they had experienced Wu Yao using the magical HUAWEI-YS1000 treatment chamber to heal the disabled Yu Daiyan, so they were not very surprised. However, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were different. They had not seen Wu Yao. Yao's method.

At this moment, the two of them looked at Wu Yao carefully. When they saw that Wu Yao looked like he was in his early twenties, except that he was handsome enough, there was nothing else outstanding about him. Immediately, the two of them felt anxious again.

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but secretly complain to Zhang Sanfeng. Could it be that his master was old and confused? He didn't treat himself, but let a young man with unknown origins and no hair grow take action?

"Good talk, good talk."

Wu Yao waved his hand, looked at Zhang Cuishan and his wife, and said with a faint smile: "Master Sanfeng, of course I can take action, but I must ask the Ling disciple and his wife whether they are willing to let me take action?"

"Master?"

Zhang Sanfeng felt the deep doubts in Zhang Cuishan's heart and interrupted directly: "Okay, Cuishan, just put your heart back in your stomach and just watch with peace of mind."

"This……"

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu looked at each other.

On one side is my son who is in danger,

On one side is Wu Yao, who is ignorant of his depth.

For a moment, the two of them didn't know what to choose.

Just when Zhang Cuishan was at a loss, Yin Susu gritted her teeth and bowed, "Sir, please help me save my child."

"Easy to say."

Wu Yao glanced at Zhang Cuishan and couldn't help but shook his head. Without any delay, his sword finger landed on the purple-black palm print on Zhang Wuji's back and tapped lightly.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

Just when everyone thought Wu Yao's treatment had failed, a ball of jet-black energy spurted out from the jet-black palm prints on Zhang Wuji's back. In just five breaths, the Xuan Ming Qi that invaded Zhang Wuji's body leaked completely, and finally turned into a fist-sized black air ball, which gathered in Wu Yao's palm and floated there.

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised repeatedly: "So that's it, it's better to block it than to block it! The old Taoist actually wants to use the real energy to force out Xuanming's real energy. It's really a wishful thinking."

Wu Yao originally wanted to explain the "siphon phenomenon", but seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had understood the trick, he put the Xuanming Qi into an empty glass bottle and put it into his storage belt.

"..."

Everyone in the square woke up from their daze, and everyone looked at Wu Yao with eyes filled with respect.

As expected, he is worthy of being recognized as a Taoist friend by his ancestor.

After finishing, Wu Yao looked at Zhang Cuishan and said, "Zhang Wuxia, don't be stunned! Why don't you use the true temperature to nourish your body?"

"Is this...is this good?"

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu both couldn't believe their eyes. The Xuanming Divine Palm that Zhang Wuji possessed was something that even Zhang Sanfeng was helpless to do. How come it became something that could be easily solved in the hands of the young man in front of him?

Although it was still hard to believe, the facts were right in front of them, and they couldn't help but believe it.

At this moment, they couldn't help but be curious about Wu Yao's origin.

During the break of their random thoughts, the two of them reacted quickly and said in unison: "Thank you sir for your life-saving grace!"