After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Lin Han shook his head again." No sect, no sect, just a village doctor."”
Only then did Zhang Sanfeng come back to his senses and remember that Lin Han did not have any traces of martial arts on him.
"If I'm not mistaken, this Little Brother Zhang should have been poisoned by the cold poison, right?”
Zhang Sanfeng was also a little surprised. Lin Han could actually tell Zhang Wuji's symptoms at a glance?
could it
A thought popped up in Zhang Sanfeng's mind. It was very funny. He actually thought that a teenager could cure the cold poison of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm.
However, Zhang Sanfeng was also suspicious and asked,"Oh? Little brother can actually see through my grand-disciple's condition? Is there a solution?"
Perhaps the elders in Lin Han's family could cure him?
This was what Zhang Sanfeng thought. After living for a hundred years, he believed that he had seen a lot, but he also knew that he could not underestimate anyone.
Lin Han sized up Zhang Wuji slightly. He could naturally solve it, but he was considering whether he should help.
This was the Integrated Martial Arts World. Zhang Wuji might not have had the fortuitous encounters that he knew, but the secret of Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre still existed. Heavenly Sword had also been in Miejue's hands all these years.
Moreover, the story was already messy. Zhang Wuji was only 10 years old now, but Zhou Zhiruo grew up with him. She was brought back to Emei by Miejue when she was young.
Sometimes, when he thought about it, it was very interesting. Some people who should not have appeared in the same time and space appeared together, and some even did not know each other.
Just as Lin Han was hesitating, the system's voice sounded again.
" Congratulations to the host for triggering the mission: Zhang Wuji's Frost Poison."
[Mission: Zhang Wuji's Cold Poison]
[Mission description: With the Master Level medical skills, the host can easily remove Zhang Wuji's cold poison.]
[Mission Requirement: Remove the cold poison from Zhang Wuji's body.]
[Reward: 1000 task points]
The virtual interface directly jumped out and appeared in the void so brazenly.
Then, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji, who were looking at him calmly as if they could not see these things.
Seeing this, Lin Han heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at the task points on the screen, Lin Han could not help but swallow his saliva. After curing Zhang Wuji, he had completed the first phase of his mission. He wondered what he could get from the 50 system draws.
When the mission came out, another thought appeared in Lin Han's mind, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
He looked at Zhang Wuji and continued,"Can I take your pulse?"”
In the medical memory that he had just fused, there were many special acupuncture techniques, massage techniques, and special prescriptions. It should not be difficult to resolve the cold poison, but he still had to understand the specific situation.
"Sure!"
Zhang Wuji quickly nodded and extended his hand. Zhang Sanfeng watched quietly from the side and became even more curious about Lin Han.
In the face of such a cold poison, he actually saw indifference from Lin Han. It was as if he was facing someone else's challenge and could tell the outcome of the battle with just a glance.
Lin Han took his hand back after a gentle touch.
Zhang Wuji's situation was already clear in his mind. Other than spending some time, it was not difficult to remove the cold poison.
Lin Han retracted his gaze and looked at Zhang Sanfeng."
"The cold poison invaded his internal organs, and when it acted up, his whole body was ice-cold, like ice cubes in the cold winter. It was extremely torturous, but his internal organs weren't hurt too much. Presumably, Perfected Zhang's internal energy was profound, and he had been using his internal energy to help him resist the cold poison, which helped him suffer a lot less, right?”
The same method could be used to master all methods. The grandmaster level medical skills were deeply rooted in Lin Han's mind, as if it had been rooted in his mind for years. Lin Han's understanding of martial arts and meridians was not low now.
Of course, Lin Han had read a lot of books in Emei all these years. Although he didn't have any martial arts, his knowledge wasn't shallow.
It was also because of this that he knew how powerful Zhang Sanfeng was.
Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly and sighed,""This is the child of my deceased disciple, Zhang Cuishan. If this can get rid of the cold poison, it doesn't matter if I lose some inner energy.”
"Unfortunately, the poison of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm can only be removed by pure Yang inner Qi. Although my inner Qi is pure Yang, it is not domineering enough.”
As Zhang Sanfeng spoke, he looked at the mountain in the distance. His state of mind was completely different from Lin Han's.
Lin Han looked at Zhang Sanfeng indifferently and sighed in his heart. If he had such an elder, the martial arts world would have belonged to Wudang long ago.
One had to know that the consumption of internal energy was very serious for martial artists. Usually, when people used martial arts moves and fought with others, they consumed internal energy. They could recover it very quickly through mental cultivation techniques.
If you used up your internal energy, it was like you had 10 years of energy. Now that you had used it up, you only had 9 years left. If you tried to recover it, you would only be able to recover the amount that you had accumulated for 9 years.
Sighing in his heart, Lin Han continued,
"Therefore, we must practice the Nine Yang Technique of Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei together to achieve the effect of the Nine Yang Scripture, which is the purest Yang in the world, to resist the cold poison.”
"Oh? Little brother actually knows about these old things?”
Zhang Sanfeng asked with a smile. the
Lin Han nodded." Although I don't practice martial arts, I do like to read some miscellaneous books. I know a little about the story of Master Jue Yuan passing down the Nine Yang Scripture to Perfected Zhang, and the story of Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi stealing the Shaolin scriptures."”
The conversation between the two attracted Zhang Wuji's curiosity. He raised his head slightly and looked at Lin Han, who was much taller than him. He could not help but ask,"Master Tai is so powerful, yet you still can't remember all of the Nine Yang Sutra?”
After hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Lin Han glanced at Zhang Sanfeng and smiled. Zhang Sanfeng placed his hand on Zhang Wuji's shoulder and said softly,"
"Back then, I was about the same age as you. Before Master Jue Yuan passed away, he passed on the Nine Yang Divine Technique to me, the founder of the Emei Sect, Mr. Situ Xuankong, and the former abbot of the Shaolin Sect, Master Wu Se. The three of us were of different ages, and our martial arts realms were different.”
"Master Wu Se got his 'high', Mister Situ got his' broad 'and I got my' pure'.”Zhang Sanfeng said with a hint of aftertaste in his eyes.
Lin Han nodded as he listened.
In this world, the founder of the Emei Sect was not Guo Xiang, but Situ Xuankong, the real founder of the Emei Sect in history. Of course, the people Zhang Sanfeng mentioned today could not stand the passage of time and passed away.
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