Chapter 227 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber 5
Chapter 227 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber 5
Song Yuanqiao came to Zhang Wuji and said, "Wuji, drink some water and rest at night. Uncle Master will arrange for someone to keep watch."
Zhang Wuji was caught off guard. He picked up the water bag and took a few big gulps of the water. A cool feeling went straight to his heart and he felt extremely comfortable.
"Thank you, Uncle Song."
He nodded gratefully to Song Yuanqiao, then found a quiet place to sit down and prepare to meditate.
As soon as Zhang Wuji sat down, he felt a strange tiredness coming over him. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness began to blur.
With a start, he immediately realized that there might be something wrong with the water in the water bag.
"not good!"
Zhang Wuji cried out inwardly, and he hurriedly practiced the Nine Yang Magic Art to try to resist the sudden sleepiness.
But the power of the medicine was too strong, and even his deep inner strength could not resist it.
After a while, Zhang Wuji's body tilted, and he fell asleep, falling into a deep coma.
Upon seeing this, Song Yuanqiao and several of his fellow apprentices gathered around, looking at each other, at a loss as to what to do.
"Qingshu, is your Junior Brother Wuji okay?"
Nan Xi assured, "Dad, fellow uncles, Junior Brother Wuji is fine. This is just a common drug. He will wake up after sleeping for three days."
Zhang Songxi secretly complained, is it just an ordinary drug that can make a person who is so close to being a congenital master be obsessed for three days?
However, the best way now is to prevent Zhang Wuji from participating in the siege of Guangmingding. The few of them tacitly remained silent.
The next morning, Yu Lianzhou carried Zhang Wuji on his back and left the ruined temple. They wanted to send Zhang Wuji to the inn first and settle him down before going to Guangmingding.
This time, the siege of Guangmingding by the six major sects went very smoothly because Zhang Wuji did not intervene.
The Ming Cult was defeated, and Nun Miejue personally killed Wei Yixiao, Budai Monk, Yang Xiao and others.
The remaining members of the Ming Cult simply gave up their martial arts, and the Ming Cult was completely disbanded.
When Zhang Wuji woke up again, everything had been settled. White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng saw Zhang Wuji, but Yin Tianzheng's martial arts had been abolished by this time.
Zhang Wuji burst into tears, "Grandpa, I... I am really useless. I couldn't save you."
Yin Tianzheng did not feel too regretful. Without hope, there would be no disappointment. He had already accepted the fact that he was abandoned.
"Don't be sad, Wuji, it's over now. There's nothing wrong with us living a simple life in the future."
Zhang Wuji nodded with sobs, "Grandpa, I'll accompany you."
Yin Tianzheng nodded, and the family decided to go to a quiet little village, bought some land and lived there for the rest of their lives.
Everyone in Wudang persuaded Zhang Wuji to return to Wudang Mountain, but Zhang Wuji insisted on going to accompany Yin Tianzheng.
"My dear uncles and aunts, I have made up my mind. After a while, I will return to Wudang to visit my master."
Song Yuanqiao knew that he was angry about the fact that he had knocked him unconscious, so he did not force him. He then split his troops into two groups and everyone in Wudang prepared to return to Wudang Mountain.
Nan Xi also decided to travel the world on her own.
"Dad, fellow uncles, I heard that Yuandu has a black jade ointment that can heal Third Uncle's legs. I want to go and take a look. Everyone, wait for my good news."
Mo Shenggu was the youngest, not much older than the original owner. He immediately became excited, "Qingshu, I'll go with you."
Nan Xi just wanted to experience life alone, "Seventh Master, I want to go out on my own. Let's go together next time."
Mo Shenggu did not force it, as he understood the young man's ambition.
Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi were relatively calm and did not speak.
Yin Liting had avenged his great hatred and felt somewhat relieved. He prepared to return to Wudang Mountain to go into seclusion.
"I'm going back to retreat. Qingshu, be careful and stay safe."
Song Yuanqiao was the team leader and he certainly couldn't leave the team midway. He only gave his son a few instructions.
Nan Xi nodded, said goodbye to everyone, and set out on the journey of the martial arts world alone.
Nan Xi was about to go to Wan'an Temple. Zhao Min plotted against everyone and trapped the six major sects in Wan'an Temple. Zhang Wuji used the Great Shift of the Universe to save everyone, so the six major sects owed him a favor.
It is not known how many people will be trapped this time, but this favor probably cannot be owed, because Zhang Wuji did not go to the Bright Summit, and he has missed the opportunity to learn the Great Shift of the Universe, and Xiao Zhao may have been taken back to Persia and will never be seen again.
Nan Xi went to prepare the antidote first. There were tools from the magic world stored in the space, so it was very convenient to make medicine.
After arriving at Wan'an Temple, we saw the people trapped in the temple. The fire was raging, the smoke was billowing, and the people above were calling for help.
The Wudang people were not among them because they left early, but Nan Xi saw some familiar faces, including Master Miejue, Zhou Zhiruo, Master Kongzhi, He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, Xian Yutong and others.
They were suffering from the effects of the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder and had lost their internal strength. Otherwise, most people would have been able to jump down from this height by themselves.
In that case, Nan Xi threw the antidote directly up.
"Everyone catch it!"
Nan Xi threw the porcelain bottle towards the high wall in the sea of fire. The porcelain bottle drew a graceful arc in the air and landed steadily on the temple.
"Hurry, distribute the antidote to everyone!" Nan Xi's voice penetrated the sea of fire and smoke and reached the ears of the trapped people.
The masters of the five major sects who were trapped in the temple heard Nan Xi's voice, quickly found the porcelain bottle, and distributed the antidote to everyone.
As the drug took effect, everyone's internal strength gradually recovered and a look of joy appeared on their faces.
"Thank you, Young Master Song!"
A rough voice came from the sea of fire. It was Master Kongzhi of the Shaolin School.
A grateful smile appeared on his face.
"If Young Master Song hadn't acted in time, we would have been in trouble today!"
Nan Xi smiled slightly. It would be nice to be thanked for doing good things.
The fire is still fierce at this time and everyone must leave as soon as possible.
"Don't panic, I'll find a way to rescue you!"
Nan Xi looked around for tools that could be used, and her eyes finally fell on a large tree nearby.
“Got it!”
She quickly ran to the tree, used her internal strength, and pulled hard, uprooting the tree.
The tree trunks were placed over the temple to form a natural bridge.
“Quick, come here!”
Nan Xi shouted loudly. She stood under the tree, holding the trunk firmly to ensure that everyone could pass safely.
The trapped people jumped onto the tree trunks and, with the help of Nan Xi's strength, escaped from the sea of fire one by one.
Nan Xi breathed a sigh of relief when the last person landed safely. These were the forces that fought against the Yuan army, and now they were finally saved.
The fire gradually died down, and the outline of Wan'an Temple was vaguely visible in the smoke.
"Today's event is all thanks to Young Master Song." Nun Miejue walked in front of Song Qingshu, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes, and even the way she addressed him changed.
"Young Master Song's martial arts and wisdom are admirable."
Nan Xi bowed slightly and said modestly: "Master, you are too kind. I have only done my best. The most important thing is that the masters of the six major sects are safe and sound."
The storm subsided temporarily, the friendship between the six major sects has become even deeper, and Wudang's prestige has reached its peak.
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