Although Zhang Sanfeng was the number one person in the martial arts world, the viciousness of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm made him helpless.
But even so, Zhang Sanfeng still temporarily suppressed this.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but be secretly shocked. He had tried to expel the cold poison from Zhang Wuji's body on the way up the mountain.
However, he gave up after trying for a while. The Dark Mysterious Divine Palm was completely different outside and inside his body.
With the protection of the Pure Yang Limitless Art, he did not feel anything. However, when it came from Zhang Wuji's body, it was somewhat unbearable.
It was as if he was hugging a piece of thousand-year-old ice, almost freezing his meridians.
He did not expect Zhang Sanfeng to not only be able to resist this cold poison, but he was also able to suppress it. As expected of a super expert at the peak of the Connate Realm.
However, the outcome was still the same. He could temporarily suppress it, but he could not really expel it.
Zhang Sanfeng wanted to continue circulating his energy to heal Zhang Wuji, but Song Qingshu stopped him.
"Grand Master, Junior Brother Wuji's internal energy is still too shallow. I'm afraid that his meridians can't withstand the impact of two waves of true qi. Why don't we just call it a day or let daddy and I take turns to heal junior brother Wuji?”
In the Wudang Sect, other than Zhang Sanfeng, only Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao's Pure Yang Limitless Art was more profound and could help Zhang Wuji heal.
The others like Yin Liting and Mo Sheng Valley were not qualified and barely reached the peak of the Xiantian Realm.
"Alright, then you and your father don't have to force yourself. This cold poison must be absorbed into your body and then slowly resolved.”
Zhang Sanfeng thought about it and agreed with Song Qingshu.
If Song Qingshu hadn't reached the Connate Realm, the Pure Yang Limitless Art would have been cultivated to the highest realm.
Zhang Sanfeng could only let his disciples take turns to suck out the cold poison from Zhang Wuji's body.
In the next few days, Zhang Sanfeng gave Zhang Wuji six hours of cold poison every day.
The rest of the time was taken over by Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao.
This continued until the day before Zhang Sanfeng's birthday. However, a piece of news made the entire Wudang Mountain gloomy.
"Fifth Brother, there are rumors in the martial world that you and Xie Xun are brothers. Our Wudang Sect is going to keep the Dragon Slaying Saber for ourselves!”
Two days after Yin Liting left the mountain, he had heard some news that was not beneficial to the WuTang Sect.
Yin Susu's words had already fooled the Kunlun Sect, Kongtong Sect, and Emei Sect.
But now, bad news had appeared in the martial arts world.
Almost all of the martial artists had started to flock to Wudang Sect, and the situation was very unfavorable for Wudang Sect.?
When Song Qingshu woke up from resolving the cold poison of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm and learned of this news, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
He had returned to the original book's trajectory. No matter what he did, the plot was just that powerful.
Zhang Sanfeng had always kept a low profile and did not invite any good friends to help him celebrate his 100th birthday.
Therefore, the situation was not optimistic for Wudang Sect to face more than half of the martial arts masters alone.
"Grand Master, Father, and Martial Uncles, this is actually an opportunity.”
Song Qingshu said.
Although he was of a lower seniority, he was now the second most powerful person in the WuTang Clan.
Coupled with his prestige over the years, he was qualified to speak here.
"Oh, you little rascal, what idea do you have now? Tell me, I want to hear what good ideas you have.”
Zhang Sanfeng did not care about seniority. On the contrary, he was very optimistic about Song Qingshu. He believed that Song Qingshu would definitely lead Wudang to greater prosperity.
"Qing Shu, don't talk nonsense. Think about it first."
On the other hand, Song Qingshu's father, Song Yuanqiao, did not think much of it. This son of his really made him too worried.
"Brother Grandmaster, don't blame Qing Shu. He did very well this time.”
Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but laugh. Her master brother was too strict with Qing Shu.
"Then tell me."
Helpless, Song Yuanqiao could only give up on 'disciplining' his son.
"Great Master, since everyone wants the Dragon Slaying Saber, we might as well tell them the secret of the Dragon Slaying Saber. It also saved everyone from thinking about this. The Yuan people are cruel. They want to use the Dragon Slaying Saber to weaken the strength of every sect in our martial arts world.”
"You little kid, you know the secret of the Dragon Slaying Saber?”
Zhang Sanfeng joked.
"I've read many books, and I've also done some research at the foot of the mountain this time.”
Song Qingshu pretended to be unfathomable.
"Hurry up and say it, don't pretend!"
Song Yuanqiao was furious when he saw Song Qingshu's expression.
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu couldn't help shrinking their necks, obviously remembering that they had been lectured by the master over the years.
Mo Shenggu secretly gave Qing Shu a thumbs up. He was not as awesome as this martial nephew.
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