"Perhaps Master's perception was wrong." After hearing Dai Yan's words, Zhang Sanfeng also felt that this matter was indeed a bit of a fantasy. He shook his head and said in a self-deprecating manner,
"It seems that Master is indeed old. I actually have such a ridiculous illusion.”
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Just as the two of them were chatting, Chen Fei flashed into the backyard with a palm-sized jade box.
Then, he carefully placed the box in his hand on the table and said with a smile,
"This item is called the Black Jade Intermittence Ointment. It is specially used to treat injuries to the bones and tendons of people like Yu Sanxia.”
After the introduction, Chen Fei gently opened the jade box and took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle lying inside.
"Pow!" As the cork was opened, a refreshing medicinal fragrance slowly drifted out.
"Good medicine!" After Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan smelled the medicinal fragrance, they immediately praised it.
As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor. After being treated by so many doctors, Yu Daiyan could easily distinguish whether a medicine was good or bad.
Just based on this rich medicinal fragrance, Yu Daiyan could conclude that this was a precious healing medicine.
This gave Yu Daiyan hope.
He had a feeling that he would definitely recover this time!
Thinking of this, Yu Daiyan impatiently asked,
"Young Master Tianji, may I ask if this medicine should be taken internally or applied externally?”
"External application." Su Mu looked at Yu Daiyan's joints after putting the bottle cap back on and said softly,"
"Swordsman Yu, you have been injured for too long. We have to crush your crooked bones to apply medicine."
"Young Master Tianji is worrying too much!" Yu Daiyan, who saw that hope had been restored, interrupted Chen Fei without hesitation. He laughed boldly and said,
"Compared to standing up again, what's the pain?
Young Master Tianji, please do as you please.
If I scream in pain, I will not be called Yu San of Wudang!”
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Chen Fei held a pair of fire tongs in his hand and circulated his internal strength, ruthlessly crushing Yu Daiyan's bones.
Chen Fei did not know the Great Strength Vajra Finger, so he could only rely on external objects.
"Kacha! "Kacha!" A series of tooth-numbing sounds could be heard.
"Uh-huh!" Yu Daiyan was a tough man. Although his face was flushed red from the pain and the veins on his forehead were bulging, he only grunted and bit the towel to support himself. He did not let out a single cry of pain.
" Kacha kacha." Chen Fei saw this and immediately increased his speed.
After all, it was better to suffer a short pain than a long one!
"Kacha!" After crushing the last wound, Chen Fei quickly took out the Black Jade Intermittence Ointment from the bottle and carefully applied it on Yu Daiyan's joints.
"Phew." As soon as the ointment was applied, Yu Daiyan immediately let out a long breath.
At this moment, he only felt that his joints were ice-cold and very comfortable.
Although there was still pain, it was already within an acceptable range. Even his pale face looked much better.
"Dai Yan, how do you feel?" After Chen Fei applied the medicine and fixed his limbs with wooden planks, Zhang Sanfeng let out a sigh and asked with concern.
"Although the medicine has just been applied, this disciple feels that this medicine is very likely to cure this disciple!”The pale-faced Yu Daiyan said excitedly in a low voice.
"Good, good, good!" Zhang Sanfeng said happily.
"Dai Yan, you suffered a lot just now. Rest first. I'll come and see you at night.”
After comforting him, Zhang Sanfeng brought Chen Fei out of the room.
After the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord arrived at the backyard, Zhang Sanfeng bowed to Chen Fei very formally.
"On behalf of my disciple, I thank little friend Su for his generosity!”
"What is Perfected Zhang doing? I'm really unlucky!" Chen Fei hurried to Zhang Sanfeng's side and held his arm. He smiled bitterly and said,
"Perfected Zhang is already a hundred-year-old auspicious person. Receiving this bow from Perfected Zhang will shorten your lifespan. I hope Perfected Zhang won't do this again.”
"Hehe." Zhang Sanfeng didn't insist.
"Young friend, if you have any problems in the future, you can go to Wudang to find me. I will not refuse.”
As he spoke, he looked at the sky and said to Chen Fei,
"It's still early. Why don't I teach you the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God in advance?”
"Thank you for your kindness, Perfected Zhang." Chen Fei was also eager to cultivate a martial art for attack, so he immediately nodded excitedly.
Then, he handed a green steel sword that he had drawn from the lottery a while ago to Zhang Sanfeng. He took a few steps back and looked at him with bright eyes.
In Chen Fei's opinion, strength was nothing more than composed of three elements:
First, internal strength.
Second, Qinggong.
Third, offensive techniques.
Although he had already reached the peak of Huashan mental cultivation method, he could still make do with it.
Moreover, he could sometimes draw internal energy from the lottery. With the accumulation of internal energy, he did not pay much attention to internal energy cultivation methods.
There was no need to talk about qinggong. The Wave Subtle Steps was enough for him to practice for a long time.
What he lacked the most now was an offensive technique.
There were two reasons why he chose swordsmanship:
Number one, handsome!
Whether he was awesome or not was temporary, but he was handsome for life.
Second, it was powerful.
After all, this was only a martial arts world. Other than those who had trained in Thwart Kung Fu, anyone who had their neck slit would die!
Therefore, in a battle, having a weapon would always allow him to deal more damage.
If he were to add the Wave Subtle Steps, then he would have some power to protect himself for the time being.
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