The next day, when Zhou Yang woke up, the sun was already rising.

Because Sun Wukong lost his tail and lacked balance, he practiced balance in the courtyard early in the morning. When Zhou Yang got up, Sun Wukong was able to move freely, but he was very hungry.

The preparation of breakfast was another busy schedule, and Zhou Yang and Sun Wukong were hunting wild animals in the forest near Luoyang City.

Breakfast, a colorful tiger more than two meters long, and four or five giant wolfs in the deep mountains. Fortunately, in Buma's universal capsule, it has an oven, otherwise a breakfast would be enough for the kitchen of the National Teachers' Mansion, and I would have been busy for half a day.

After breakfast, Zhou Yang took Buma and the other two, and rode their horses toward the Cavalry Camp. At the same time, a group of servants followed behind him, pulling carts, with boxes of instant noodles, bags of sausages, and wine.

It has to be admitted that when Zhou Yang walked out of the National Teachers' Mansion, groups of children followed behind and pointed at Wulong, without any fear.

Especially when passing by those lights, beautiful girls dressed up in beautiful clothes kept throwing their eyebrows at Wulong, which made him scream excitedly. If it weren't for Buma on the side, Wulong would have been unable to hold back and rushed into the bright and beautiful flowers.

"I have met the National Master." Outside the city gate, Cao Cao, Jia Xu, Guo Jia, Cao Ren and others, a large number of people were all under Luoyang City, looking forward to it.

After yesterday's banquet, these civil and military officials also had some inexplicable meanings in their eyes, such as fear, worry, confusion, gratitude, worship, and various complex emotions, which are difficult to read.

Zhou Yang waved his hand and a group of people headed towards the cavalry camp in a mighty manner.

When boxes of instant noodles, ham sausages, and white wine were moved from the cart to the cavalry camp, all the soldiers' eyes at Zhou Yang changed.

No one knows the banquet at the National Master's Mansion now. Those Thousand Stone officials entered the banquet standing and all came out horizontally, most of them supporting them.

Today, the rewards and food brought by the National Master were actually brought back from the fairy world.

Each food packaging is extremely exquisite, and the patterns on it make people feel sensible, as if they are naturally generated.

Everyone's eyes were full of fiery or fanaticism when they looked at Zhou Yang. Now they would not frown when they asked them to attack Luoyang City.

"Each troop has a box, and each person has a bottle of white wine." Zhou Yang ordered, and the servants began to send them one by one in the queue.

Ten thousand iron cavalry began to eat. This was the first time they had such a delicious thing. Even Cao Cao and the others couldn't help but tempt and joined it.

A meal was unforgettable for all the soldiers and all the soldiers. After the arrangement was made, Zhou Yang was pulled by Buma and kept taking pictures in the military camp with his camera. The beautiful girl's face turned red with excitement.

About an hour later, Zhou Yang left the cavalry camp and took Buma and the others back to the modern world.

“Cold ~ Cold ~”

As soon as he returned to the villa, a moan rang in Zhou Yang's ears. He looked at him and found a young man curled up in front of the Wanjie Tower, trembling, his face turned pale and his lips were blue.

"Name: Zhang Wuji.

Plane: The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the Son of Destiny.”

Zhang Wuji's state is a cold poison attack in his body.

Zhou Yang hurriedly reached out and helped Zhang Wuji up and said, "Sit up cross-legged and calm down."

Zhang Wuji, who was in a semi-coma state, mechanically sat up as Zhou Yang's instructions and felt a warm current pouring into his body. After a moment, the cold pain in his body gradually eased.

He opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yang who was sitting cross-legged behind him and using his skills to heal his wounds. Zhang Wuji was puzzled in his heart. He remembered how he fell off the cliff and came to Wanjie Tower. Are he dreaming?

Buma, Sun Wukong and Wulong, watched the mist spray out from their heads, and they were secretly surprised. Buma even took out an instrument and tested something on the side.

For about ten minutes, under Zhou Yang's surging Nine Yang true energy, the chaotic Yin and Cold true energy in Zhang Wuji's body gradually calmed down, and Zhou Yang also put away the true energy in his body.

"Please ask the shop owner to save me." Zhang Wuji knelt on the ground, gave a big gift to Zhou Yang, and completely woke up from the cold poison. Zhang Wuji knew that he was not dreaming in front of him. Wanjie Tower could really solve the cold poison in his body.

"Get up first." Zhou Yang sighed helplessly, "You gave such a big gift, how can I cheat you?"

Zhang Wuji pressed his head tightly against the ground without raising his head, so he had to go forward to help him, and Zhang Wuji got up.

Seeing Zhang Wuji looking at him with a hopeful look, Zhou Yang smiled and said, "I still have several ways to cure you in the cold poison in your body."

"Shopkeeper, what method can save me?" Zhang Wuji said excitedly.

It has been eight years since he was tortured by the cold poison for eight years. For his condition, the Grand Master asked for help everywhere. For his condition, he worked hard to study medical skills. In order not to cause trouble for the Grand Master, he started wandering alone at the age of twelve.

During this period, I don’t know how much suffering I suffered, how many despair I faced, and how many times I was thrown into the abyss.

Unfortunately, the cold poison in the body has not been solved, and I can live for at most half a year.

"Actually, your condition is not as serious as you imagined. As long as you solve the cold poison in your body, your body will recover." Zhou Yang explained.

"I have two skills, and based on the above practice, they can be completely solved." Zhou Yang waved his hand and two secret books appeared in his hand.

Surprise! He was so surprised! The two secret books are actually the Nine Yang True Sutra and the Yi Jin Jing.

"Do you think these two skills can be solved?" Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile.

"Shopkeeper, do you really need to teach me this skill?" Zhang Wuji said incredible.

The Nine Yang True Sutra, but the peerless secret book that his master hopes to have at a glance, one secret book will help two sects, Emei, Wudang, and even Shaolin Temple, and some Nine Yang True Sutras.

The Yijin Jing is a unique skill in Shaolin Temple Town School. Can the Yijin Jing resolve cold poison? Yes, of course.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "I will give you the secrets, in exchange, I will give you a copy of all the secrets and medical skills you have learned."

After saying this, Zhou Yang felt that his face was getting longer.

Zhang Wuji's rhythm means that he has fallen into Kunlun Mountain and is about to begin his first adventure.

This guy started his first adventure and was out of control. The four top martial arts of Nine Yang Divine Arts, Great Movement of the Universe, Tai Chi Sword, and Holy Fire Order Divine Arts were all integrated into one. Later, he obtained the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing. He was simply invincible in the world, and his deep internal strength was one point better than Zhang Sanfeng.

In addition, he also studied medical skills and poison skills. He was awesome at the age of 20. He fought against Guangmingding and defeated Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong, Huashan, and six major sects alone. This guy is simply invincible and can defeat him.

"The owner of the shop, Wudang's martial arts are not allowed to be traded without the permission of the Grand Master." Zhang Wuji said firmly. As long as he spoke gently, the secret book in front of him was his, and his life could be saved. However, he had his own beliefs.

"Of course." Zhou Yang said without hesitation. Except for the Tai Chi classics created by Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Sect, Zhou Yang, was not favored by the other Wudang Sect. The potential of this guy has not been developed at all. In the future, it will be the day to harvest.

"Thank you, the owner." Zhang Wuji's face was full of excitement. He thought this was completely a transaction condition that Zhou Yang didn't want him to feel guilty and offered casually, and he immediately felt grateful.

Looking at Zhang Wuji with a grateful face, Zhou Yang could only speak out.

Zhang Wuji chose the Nine Yang True Sutra, and at the same time, three jade certificates floated out of his body.

"Advanced martial arts, Seven Injury Fist, one of the unique skills of Kongtong Sect, value: 150 value points."

"All-level medical skills, "The Unknown Medical Classic", created by Hu Qingniu, value: 300 value points."

"All-level poison art, "The Unknown Poison Classic", created by Wang Nangu, is worth 250 value points."

Zhou Yang put away the three jade certificates and felt secretly happy, which took back half of the value.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, a black hole appeared in the void, and a snow-white ape appeared. His belly was covered in pus and blood, and a big sore was growing, with a fishy smell of rottenness on it.

Fortunately, the sores did not suppurate or rot, otherwise there would be no way out for a few days.

"Name: Cang Yuan.

Plane: The Legend of the Condor Heroes, there are meridians in his belly.”

"Shopkeeper, save me." Zhou Yang heard an old voice coming from his ears.

Looking at the Cang Yuan in front of him, Zhou Yang had only one thought, he wanted to kill twice!

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Chapter completed!