Zhang Wuji uncorked the bottle and poured out a small pill. He looked at it again and again and smelled it again, but he didn't dare to confirm it in his heart.
"I don't know if it is the antidote to Shixiang Ruanjin Powder."
Lu Qingyun stepped forward and took a look at the pills, "Just go to Wan'an Temple and try it on someone who has been poisoned."
"Isn't this good? What if I eat the wrong food?"
"If you eat the wrong thing, you just eat the wrong thing. Are you trying some medicine? It's normal."
Lu Qingyun was not as hesitant as Zhang Wuji. He was debating in his mind whether to let Mrs. He take the test or let the two elders from Huashan take the test. Anyway, neither of them were good people.
"Wuji, the overall situation is more important. It is better for one or two sects to die than for all six sects to die." Yin Tianzheng persuaded.
"Leader, we can't hesitate any longer. It's past noon now. When we return to Dadu, we have to meet up with King Wei Bat and find a way to deliver the medicine to Fan Youshi." Yang Xiao said.
"It's up to me to deliver the medicine. I've been there once and it's easier to get in than you."
Lu Qingyun took the small medicine bottle, glanced at Zhang Wuji, who still wanted to speak, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"If someone really dies, Junior Brother Qingyun's reputation will be damaged."
"Master, please act with urgency. Mr. Lu is also looking for the overall situation. If the six major sects are sensible, they will definitely not blame him."
Yang Xiao looked at the official way back to Dadu, thinking that if Lu Qingyun had accepted the position of leader, the Ming Church would not be better off.
At the same time, inside Wan'an Temple.
Wei Yixiao and Zhao Min were in a stalemate.
According to Lu Qingyun's plan, he needs to capture Zhao Min. But now Zhao Min is surrounded by Mongolian soldiers and second- and third-rate lackeys on three levels outside, and it is impossible to make a move for a while.
"Stinky bat, even if I don't have Wuxing by my side, what can you do?"
"Witch, from today on, unless you are surrounded by so many people when you sleep, I will always have a chance to make a move. I'll say goodbye today. I'll take the first step, King Bat."
Wei Yixiao exposed his identity in order to successfully prevent Zhao Min from killing Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo. Seeing them being escorted back to Wan'an Tower, he had achieved his goal and was not prepared to stay any longer.
"Come when you want and leave when you want. Do you think there is no one in my Ruyang Palace?"
A burly young man led a large number of troops and surrounded the entire Wanan Temple.
"Brother, why are you here? Didn't you agree that I will take care of everything in the world?" Zhao Min was a little unhappy.
"If I hadn't come, this rebellious Ming Cult would have escaped." Wang Baobao was very dissatisfied with his sister's attitude.
In his eyes, Zhao Min should not interfere in Jianghu affairs and just stay in the palace.
"Archers, prepare." Wang Baobao ordered, ignoring Zhao Min.
Thousands of Mongolian archers drew their bowstrings and pointed their arrows at Wei Yixiao, waiting for the order to shoot.
Wei Yi smiled numbly.
No matter how high his Qinggong was, he still couldn't fly when he was surrounded by thousands of archers. Just when he was in desperate situation.
A figure flew into the archer camp, and only a dragon roar was heard, and a large area of Mongolian archers fell.
"King Wei Bat, leave quickly!" Lu Qingyun shouted after slapping dozens of archers away with one palm.
Wei Yixiao did not hesitate, knowing that the opportunity was too late not to come again, he put his feet together and flew out of Wan'an Temple like a big bird.
"Kill him!" Wang Baobao drew out the scimitar hanging from his waist.
"You want to kill me, dream!"
Lu Qingyun's palms flew up and down, and he rushed towards Wang Baobao. Wherever he passed, the Mongolian soldiers fell on their backs.
The attacking phalanx composed of thousands of Mongolian soldiers was easily broken through by him.
Wang Baobao watched in stunned silence as Lu Qingyun penetrated the square formation alone. It was too late to escape. He raised his scimitar above his head and prepared to chop it down with all his strength.
How could Lu Qingyun let him succeed? He stepped on the waves and kept shaking in front of Wang Baobao. Wang Baobao felt dazzled for a while, and his neck hurt, and he was clasped by steel-like five fingers.
"Don't hurt my brother."
Zhao Min rushed out and stood in front of Lu Qingyun.
"You still owe me two conditions, let my brother go now."
Lu Qingyun ignored him, held Wang Baobao and moved towards Wan'an Tower step by step.
"Lu Qingyun, you don't keep your word!" Zhao Min was anxious. Wang Baobao was his brother.
"Okay, if I let him go, it will be considered as fulfilling my promise."
Lu Qingyun came to the door of the tower, released his fingers, and kicked Wang Baobao away.
After entering the tower, he slapped dozens of Mongolian soldiers to death with his palms and then closed the tower door.
Lu Qingyun went all the way up to the third floor, where the Huashan sect happened to be imprisoned. After breaking the iron lock, he took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured a few small pills and threw them to the Huashan elders.
"This is the antidote to Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, take it quickly."
"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Lu."
The two elders of Huashan quickly caught the antidote and swallowed it, while doing the exercises cross-legged.
Lu Qingyun waited for a minute and saw that the two elders of Huashan showed no signs of poisoning. He was overjoyed and ran towards the eighth floor.
The movement inside and outside the tower had already alarmed everyone in Song Yuanqiao, and everyone stood at the cell door and looked out.
Lu Qingyun came to the door of the cell, shattered the iron lock, took out the antidote, left a dozen pills, and handed the vial to Song Yuanqiao.
"Uncle, this is the antidote. You should take the luck power quickly. I will save Master Jue."
"Okay, Qingyun, please be more careful."
Lu Qingyun didn't stop and jumped off the guardrail first and jumped into the seventh floor.
After shattering the iron lock, he handed the small pill in his hand to Zhou Zhiruo, who was next to Miejie. "This is the antidote. Take it quickly to restore your movement."
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Mie Mie.
"Hurry up and distribute them. Nephew Lu will not harm us."
Jiejie took a small pill and swallowed it, "Xiannie, how is the situation outside now?"
"Master, Wan'an Temple has been surrounded by Tatars. If we don't recover our skills as soon as possible, we may be in danger."
After hearing this, Master Miejie also nodded slightly, then sat cross-legged and performed the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu.
The two elders of Huashan were the first to take the antidote. After recovering some of their skills, they thought of escaping.
When they opened the tower door, they were so frightened by the countless arrows that they flinched and ran away.
Everyone in the Wudang Sect took the antidote and recovered some of their skills and reached the seventh level.
"Qingyun, the antidote is not enough, there are less than ten pills left, and the remaining three factions are not enough."
Song Yuanqiao wanted to ask if there was any antidote.
"Uncle, I don't have any anymore. The remaining antidote should be given to those with higher cultivation levels."
There are only so many antidotes, and they won't have much effect if given to ordinary disciples. If you want to break out of Dadu, you can only rely on the masters of the six sects.
"It can only be the."
Song Yuanqiao sighed, handed the antidote to Song Qingshu, and asked him to distribute the antidote.
"Oh no, the Tatars have invaded."
The two elders of Huashan jumped up and down like two giant monkeys.
"Quickly, Wudang disciples and I will drive the Tatars out of the tower."
Song Yuanqiao took the lead and rushed towards the lower level.
Fortunately, the interior space of the pagoda is not large, and the number of Mongolian soldiers entering at one time is not large enough to form a military formation.
When encountering an attack by martial arts masters from the Wudang sect, everything fell into chaos.
Ordinary soldiers were the opponents of everyone in Wudang. They were killed and fled from the Wan'an Tower in panic without even asking for a cup of tea.
