Chapter 12 Meridian of Acupuncture and Moxibustion

Chen Xuan has already learned this "Ziwu Acupuncture Sutra".

Now that Hu Qingniu is dead, there is no need to stay in Butterfly Valley any longer.

Chen Xuan clapped his hands and was about to run away. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the group of Emei disciples suddenly started to quarrel.

Among the crowd, only one disciple was seen falling to the ground. Master Jue pointed at that person and cursed.

"What are you talking about! Adopt her? Don't you know that this child is an obstacle to the devil's sect?!"

"Master, don't be angry."

"Yes, Master, please take a breather. Junior Sister Zhiruo also has good intentions."

As soon as several Emei disciples stepped forward to persuade him, Master Miejie felt angry again and waved his sleeves and cursed.

"Good intentions?! This child is an obstacle to the Demon Sect! If I hadn't captured Yang Xiao, I would have killed this obstacle with one sword for insulting our sect!"

As soon as these words came out, all the Emei disciples did not dare to say a word.

They could see that Master Miejie had a very strong temper, and no one dared to offend her at this time.

"Zhou Zhiruo?"

Chen Xuan originally just wanted to watch the excitement, but he didn't expect that he would just see the Emei disciple who fell to the ground, it was none other than Zhou Zhiruo.

She probably wanted to plead for the little girl, but was pushed to the ground by Master Miejie, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

Master Miejie was so angry that she immediately walked away without even paying attention to Zhou Zhiruo, a good disciple.

Zhou Zhiruo was originally a peasant fisher girl and had little power in the Emei sect. Naturally, no one was willing to risk disapproval to help her at this moment.

The Emei group headed out of the valley in a mighty manner, leaving Zhou Zhiruo and the half-grown little girl alone.

Chen Xuan originally wanted to follow him, but Zhang Wuji suddenly pointed at Zhou Zhiruo and said in surprise.

"She's bleeding!"

"bleed?"

Chen Xuan leaned over and took a look, only to find that blood was oozing from the back of Zhou Zhiruo's head.

No wonder she never got up, she originally fell and hit her head.

Now Chen Xuan couldn't sit idly by and could only try to help her up first.

Although he now knows some acupuncture skills, Zhou Zhiruo has hit his head now, so it is best to go to Xiangyang City to see a doctor.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhang Wuji hurriedly reminded him.

"There's another one here."

"The younger one will be given to you as my wife."

Chen Xuan hugged Zhou Zhiruo and waved without looking back, leaving Zhang Wuji speechless for a moment.

He subconsciously turned around and looked at the little girl beside him.

The little girl was actually not much different from his age, she was about thirteen or fourteen years old, or three or four years younger than him at most.

He hesitated for a moment and was thinking of saying hello when the little girl suddenly pointed at Chen Xuan's back and asked.

"who is he?"

"he?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned. He didn't seem to have heard his name mentioned just now.

Just looking at his handsome back, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but yearn for him.

"It would be great if one day I could travel freely and freely like him."

In his mind, he looked back at the little girl beside him, and suddenly seemed to have a goal, and asked.

"May I have your name?"

"No regrets."

"No regrets?"

"My name is Yang Buhui, and my father is the Mingjiao Guangming Left Envoy, Yang Xiao."

Seeing that Yang Buhui speaks so skillfully, it must be her mother who often teaches her this.

"Yang Xiao? Mingjiao Guangmingzuo envoy?"

Zhang Wuji muttered something silently in his mind.

He has been following the miraculous doctor Hu Qingniu in Butterfly Valley for a while, and often hears him mention things about the Ming Cult.

Back then on Wudang Mountain, the six sects forced Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu to tell the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, which eventually led to the death of both Zhang Wuji's parents.

Since then, he has been holding his breath in his heart. He will not join the six sects. He wants to take revenge and make the heads of the six sects pay with their blood!

It's just that with his own strength, he is still too far away from the goal of revenge.

Over the years, as the mysterious cold poison in his body continued to attack, he always thought that he would die of regret.

Unexpectedly, he found a chance now.

"Under the chief leader of the Ming Cult, there are a total of left and right divine envoys. His status can be said to be lower than that of one person and above ten thousand people. If I can gain a relationship like Yang Xiao, maybe I can also gain a foothold in the Ming Cult!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji asked Yang Buhui.

"Sister Buhui, do you know where your father is? I will take you to find him."

"Kunlun Mountain Bright Summit."

"Kunlun?"

Although Zhang Wuji thought this would be an opportunity, it was too difficult for him, a half-year-old boy, to take a little girl to Kunlun.

Zhang Wuji thought again and again but gritted his teeth and just uttered one word.

"Walk."

Then he took Yang Buhui to Kunlun and started another adventure.

As for Chen Xuan.

He anxiously carried Zhou Zhiruo to a medical clinic in the city. He thought that the back of the girl's head was covered in blood and she might not live long.

But after the doctor checked it out, it didn't seem serious, just a knock on the back of the head.

The doctor gave the medicine, then wrote the prescription and gave instructions.

"It's not a big problem. You can take this girl home and rest for a few days and she should be fine. These herbs can activate blood circulation and remove blood clots. You can bring them with you. The total is 1 tael and 72 yuan."

Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

The doctor raised his head slightly and glanced at him.

"Looking at your young age and hard work, is it possible that you can't even spare two taels of silver?"

"...Wait a minute, I'll go home and get the money."

This time it really touched upon his sore spot. Where could Chen Xuan have any money from him.

He hurriedly ran back to Guo Mansion.

Lu Youjiao and Zhu Ziliu were not familiar with him, and the servants of Guo Mansion were not familiar with him either. The only one who could ask for money was Huang Rong.

He walked into Guo Mansion, and then he thought about this, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows secretly, thinking.

"I drank too much and joked with her before. I don't know if she will hold a grudge against me."

Think so.

He glanced around and happened to see Huang Rong walking out of the backyard.

She seemed to be worried, and her face looked a little gloomy.

Chen Xuan didn't care for a moment, walked over directly, stretched out his hand and said.

"Huang Nuxia, can you lend me some money?"

"silver?"

Huang Rong frowned, and a hint of anger flashed across her face.

"You injured my brother Jing, and you dare to ask me for money?"

"...I already have a way to treat Hero Guo's injury. Please give me two taels of silver first. I will use it for other purposes."

"Since you can save Brother Jing, why are you using these words?"

Huang Rong was so anxious after hearing this that she directly pulled Chen Xuan into the courtyard.

Only then did Chen Xuan notice that this was Guo Jing and Huang Rong's wing.

When he fired the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it was Chen Xuan's first time to use martial arts, and he couldn't control the power at all.

Fortunately, Guo Jing's internal strength was strong, so even if he received a slap forcefully, he only suffered some internal injuries.
To be continued...