A golden light shone out in Zhang Wuji's palm, constantly melting into Wei Yixiao's meridians. However, after a few breaths, Wei Yixiao's temples and frost on his cheeks retreated, and even a trace of blood appeared on his thin face. The cloth bag monk stood next to Wei Yixiao three steps, half caring about Wei Yixiao and half alerting Zhang Wuji. But under Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Art, Wei Yixiao's cold poison melted like frost and snow on the sun, and the smile on his face became deeper.

Half an hour later, Zhang Wuji slowly stopped his work, with a hint of fatigue on his face. White water vapor kept coming out of Wei Yixiao's head, and after a while he also got up, his face full of surprise.

"Swish!"

As soon as Wei Yixiao got up, he couldn't wait to get up and turn around the people at a very fast speed. The speed was as fast as a blue ring that even wrapped Long Tian and others in it.

After another "swish", Wei Yixiao appeared in front of the few people again, only his clothes were still flying forward.

If an ordinary person could even see a flash in front of him, Wei Yixiao would reappear. But in Long Tian's eyes, Wei Yixiao used extremely exquisite control techniques to firmly grasp every part of his body, so that he could instantly turn from movement to stillness.

Wei Yixiao's face was still gloomy. She closed her eyes and felt it silently, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that Wei Yixiao would have a day to get rid of the cold poison! Now, where can I go in this world?! The eight major sects bully me, the Ming Cult, are divided and come to the door. Now, I really want them to try the methods!"

Long Tian raised his eyelids slightly, but said, "Bat King, the cold poison has been removed now. Can you borrow a cloth bag to use it?"

Before Wei Yixiao could speak, he had no choice but to throw the cloth bag behind him, and said indifferently: "You can cure his cold poison. Am I still reluctant to leave this cloth bag? Even if you use it, it doesn't matter if you don't return it to me."

Long Tian didn't expect him to be so generous, and he reminded him: "I'm afraid I can't return it in full..."

He couldn't say that his smile remained on his fat face, and he waved his hand and said, "My Qiba is woven by strange objects. It is hard to hurt swords and swords. If it is damaged, it is also a strange thing. Even if it is used, it's okay!"

After hearing what he said, Long Tian had to take the Qikun bag and ask Zhang Wuji to re-use his power to restore the Nine Yang internal energy consumed by expelling cold poison. The Nine Yang Divine Art is indeed extremely magical. In just one stick of incense, Zhang Wuji returned to his perfect state.

Long Tian called Zhang Wuji and instructed: "Wuji, I will put you in this Qikun bag after a while. You don't have to worry about other things. You just expel the internal force of your body from your body and continue to practice your internal force."

Zhang Wuji didn't know why Long Tian called him like this, so he just nodded in a daze and said, "Yes, Brother Long."

Long Tian did not delay, and directly put him in Qiankun's air bag, and said to the indecisive saying: "You have to bother the master to keep his mouth shut."

He couldn't say a laugh, pulled out a red rope and sealed the hole of the cloth bag tightly, and said, "Lord Long Manor, don't blame the monk for being too polite, but you think you want to ask this little donor Wuji to practice in my Qiankun Yiqi bag? Although my bag is magical, it is not a rare treasure that can increase people's skills!"

Long Tian just smiled and said ambiguously: "What the master said is also insightful."

He couldn't say that he didn't want to say much, nor did he ask questions. Instead, he asked Wei Yixiao about the matter between Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun. Long Tian told the matter one by one, which surprised Wei Yixiao and the other.

After hearing Zhang Wuji's experience, Wei Yixiao sighed: "I only know that Brother Xie and Zhang Wuxia from Wudang went abroad, but I didn't want to accept this child as my adopted son. Now that the Eight Sects are besieging our sect, I have eliminated the cold poison, but I am not good at fighting head-on. If Brother Xie is here, they would not be so arrogant."

Among the four great Dharma Kings, the Golden Lion King Xie Xun seemed to have a different martial arts skills than the White-Browed Eagle King. He even made more progress than the Eagle King in recent years. However, now his eyes are blind, but he is at a slight disadvantage.

Long Tian smiled slightly and said, "Why did the Bat King forget? My Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang is just joining in the fun. I am not really an enemy of your Ming Cult, and maybe even helping you. Otherwise, how could I cure your cold poison just for a bag and create the most unsettling opponent for the Eight Sects? But I also want to say a few words to the Bat King, Wudang and Wuji are old, and even family affection. My Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang has old and Emei ancestors, and now the relationship is still acceptable. If you really want to hurt someone, please greet other sects."

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Wei Yixiao nodded and said, "Since the Lord of Long Manor said that, I will take care of Shaolin, Huashan, Kunlun, Kongtong and others, and it's the same anyway."

Long Tian and the other two were chatting like this. After an hour or two, Wei Yixiao and the ones were talking about it, and they felt that no matter what they said, Long Tian seemed to know. Even the secret matters in the martial arts world hundreds of years ago were able to talk about them, just like seeing them in person. Even the five great figures a hundred years ago could tell a few interesting things. Not only that, Long Tian was better at commenting on the martial arts of the world, and he hit the nail on the head, even the martial arts of the Western Regions was really extraordinary.

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Just when Wei Yixiao and Long Tian were almost exploring the topics inside, they ignored them, but Zhang Wuji, who was in the air bag of Qiankun, suddenly said: "Brother Long, why do I feel that it is getting hotter and hotter here?"

Long Tian and others turned to see that the air bag of the universe was originally half full by Zhang Wuji, but now it has completely expanded, with a dripping surface like a balloon. Although this area is a desert, it is not too far from the snow field and the temperature is not too hot. The question raised by Zhang Wuji is really strange.

Long Tian seemed to have expected it, and said, "I understand. Wuji, you need to endure a little, and you will be able to succeed in half an hour."

Although Zhang Wuji was sweating on his head, he trusted Long Tian even more. He only said "Oh" again and continued to exercise his skills.

He couldn't say that he could see the bag being held up and said in surprise: "The Nine Yang Divine Art is really magical. Although my bag is not big, I can hold two people. I have weak internal strength. The little brother, the owner of Long Manor, was able to support the bag. The internal strength was amazing!"

Long Tian said intimately: "It's amazing that's still behind. You're really 70% or 80% chance of losing your insurance!"
Chapter completed!