"It's me, so what? You Wudang anointed my Vajra Sect intermittently in order to snatch the black jade. I can't wait to crush all of your shins."
"Hand over the black jade intermittent ointment, and I will give you a pleasure."
Lu Qingyun put his hand on Ah Er's arm.
"Don't even think about it! What you Wudang took away was just a little bit, just enough for that cripple. Now there's one more and it's up to you what to do!"
"Crack!"
Lu Qingyun broke A'er's arms, and the severe pain made him roar.
"Don't tell me!"
"Huh, don't even think about it!"
"Click."
Lu Qingyun did not stop moving after breaking A'er's legs, until his tibia was broken all over his body.
"Don't think I can't get it if you don't tell me!"
"Then you go get it and save your disabled uncle!" Ah Er said in a hoarse voice.
Lu Qingyun smashed Ah Er's Tianling Cap with one palm. He flew out on tiptoes.
"Xiao Zhao, take care of Uncle Six. I'll be back as soon as I go."
"Okay, sir." Xiao Zhao said loudly as he looked at the retreating figure.
About an hour later, Lu Qingyun arrived at Green Willow Villa, only to see the Eight Heroes of the Arrow standing outside the gate, clasping his fists towards him.
"My princess knew that Mr. Lu would be coming, so she specially asked the young one to greet him at the door."
"This witch hasn't changed at all. I figured he would come."
Lu Qingyun took a deep breath and stepped into Green Willow Villa.
The melodious sound of the piano sounded.
Zhao Min sat in the pavilion and strummed the strings.
"Master Lu Guangmingding shows off his great power, and the little girl admires him so much!"
"Give me the black jade intermittent ointment."
Lu Qingyun didn't want to be entangled, so he first explained his purpose.
"Are you asking for help?"
Zhao Min lowered his head and played the piano with disdain on his lips.
"Submit yourself to the Yuan Dynasty, and I will give you as much black jade intermittent ointment as you want."
"impossible!"
Lu Qingyun dared to do anything, but he didn't dare to be the Mongolian dog.
Zhao Min suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, three bunches of silver needles were shot at Lu Qingyun.
Lu Qingyun waved his sleeves, and the first three bunches of silver needles fell to the ground.
Seeing the green light emitting from the silver needle, it was obvious that it was poisoned.
His brows furrowed involuntarily.
This is too vicious.
"Master Lu is really skilled."
Zhao Min clapped his hands, and the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow appeared on the wall.
They drew their bows like the full moon, and all arrow points were aimed at Lu Qingyun.
"Is there anyone else? Just call them all to save yourself a lot of trouble. These noobs can't stop me!"
"So what? There are so many princesses in my Yuan Dynasty. They will die if they die. But don't even think about the Black Jade Intermittent Anointing. I am the only one in the world who knows the secret recipe!"
Seeing the hesitation on Lu Qingyun's face, he waved to the Eight Heroes of the Arrow.
The bowstring sounded, and eight feather arrows were fired.
Lu Qingyun was not stupid. In a few breaths, he ducked in front of Zhao Min and reached out his right hand to grab her shoulder.
"You are really looking for death!"
With murderous intent in his eyes, Lu Qingyun slapped Zhao Min's arm with his right hand. There was a click, and Zhao Min's shoulder joint was knocked out of joint.
"Lu Qingyun, how dare you do this to me!"
Zhao Min's lips trembled in pain and her head was covered in cold sweat.
"Are you going to give it or not?!"
Zhao Min endured the pain: "I can give you the black jade intermittent ointment, but you must agree to my three requirements."
Lu Qingyun was numb.
Shouldn't this be Zhang Wuji's business?
Now he's taking the blame.
Yin Liting's injury was serious. If he didn't take medicine, he would be paralyzed for life like his master Yu Daiyan.
"Okay, I promise you, but the premise is that it does not violate morality or my true heart."
Lu Qingyun grabbed Zhao Min's arm and exerted a slight force, and the dislocated joint recovered.
Zhao Min broke away from the control, walked to the guqin, took out a wooden box from the bottom of the guqin and threw it to Lu Qingyun.
Lu Qingyun caught the wooden box and walked out of the door.
"Mr. Lu, the princess has prepared a carriage for you."
The boss of the Eight Heroes of the Arrow clasped his fists.
Lu Qingyun sighed helplessly, jumped on the carriage, and looked at the gate of Green Willow Villa, beating the horse hard to vent his depression.
When I arrived at the Kunlun Mountain Pass, I saw Xiao Zhao standing next to Yin Liting and looking at him. I felt warm in my heart and raised my whip to wave a signal.
As the carriage approached, Lu Qingyun jumped out of the carriage, and he and Xiao Zhao carefully moved Yin Liting into the carriage.
The carriage prepared by Zhao Min was very complete, even the bandages were ready.
Lu Qingyun took off Yin Liting's clothes, carefully applied the black jade intermittent ointment, and wrapped him into a mummy.
"Master, do you need my help?" Xiao Zhao stood outside the carriage.
"No need, it's all done."
Lu Qingyun came out of the carriage, picked up the riding whip and said to Xiao Zhao: "Come up quickly!"
"Okay, sir." Xiao Zhao jumped on the carriage and sat side by side with Lu Qingyun.
Kunlun Mountain is thousands of miles away from Wudang, and he was carrying seriously injured people. He moved forward slowly along the way, for fear that Yin Liting's injury would worsen.
Xiao Zhao was so busy and took good care of her, thank you to her.
We are less than two hundred miles away from Wudang, and we can return to Wudang in a few days.
Suddenly there was the sound of horses running at high speed behind him, and Lu Qingyun turned around to look.
It turned out to be Zhang Wuji!
"Senior Brother Wuji."
Lu Qingyun waved his riding whip and greeted.
"Junior Brother Qingyun, that's great." Zhang Wuji pulled the reins, "Quick, come with me to save Grand Master!"
Lu Qingyun reacted immediately.
This walk took so long that I even forgot the words Fan Yao left on the back of the statue in Shaolin Temple.
Kill Shaolin first, then Wudang!
I am the only one who teaches clearly and is the king of martial arts!
"Senior Brother Wuji, you take the first step, I will come later."
"Okay." Zhang Wuji was very straightforward, and he galloped away with two horses.
"Xiao Zhao, take care of Uncle Six, and I'll go rescue Wudang."
"Don't worry, young master, with Xiao Zhao here, the Six Heroes of Yin will be fine."
Lu Qingyun jumped out of the car and galloped forward. He passed by a strong man on horseback and kicked him away before flying away.
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Wudang Mountain Zixiao Palace.
Zhang Sanfeng slapped Gang Xiang, a disciple of the Vajra Sect who was pretending to be a Shaolin monk, to death.
Touching the wound pierced by the dagger on his waist, he said to Qingfeng, "Go and call your third uncle."
"Master, don't worry!" Qingfeng looked nervous.
"It's okay, just go ahead."
Zhang Sanfeng tapped several large acupuncture points, pulled out the dagger, and a stream of blood spurted out.
After applying topical wound medicine and wrapping it with a bandage, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Sitting on the chair, I heard the rapid footsteps outside the hall and knew that Yu Daiyan had arrived.
After two years of treatment, Yu Daiyan recovered his mobility. Although he could not walk as fast as he could, he could still walk without the help of external objects.
"Master, the disciple is here. How is your health?"
Having heard what Qingfeng said all the way, Yu Daiyan understood that the Wudang Sect was about to undergo the biggest change.
"Dai Yan, if my teacher's prediction is good, it won't be long before a large force attacks Wudang."
"Your senior brother must have encountered trouble if he hasn't returned yet."
"You can die as a master, but the Wudang Sect cannot die! You must endure the humiliation and bear the burden and live, go to the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain to find Qingyun, and rebuild Wudang!"
Zhang Sanfeng's words contained a lot of information, but Yu Daiyan still understood it.
"Master, this disciple will live and die with you!"
"You bastard, you are pedantic! Only if you are alive can you keep the Wudang Sect. Qingyun Tianzong is a genius. As long as you grow up, Wudang will definitely prosper!"
"hurry up."
Zhang Sanfeng was a little anxious and urged Yu Daiyan to leave quickly.
Mingyue ran in sweating profusely, "Master, a large number of Mongolian soldiers have surrounded Wudang Mountain outside."
