By the time the dorsum tattooing was completed, Xu Zhihu's face was already rosy.

After watching for a moment, Li Chungang said: "Boy Xu, you owe me a favor this time. The mountain ghost used his own power to try to open up this girl's eight extraordinary meridians. All the meridians are connected, so this girl can do it naturally.

If you can practice martial arts, it is not difficult to live a few more years."

Xu Fengnian was silent. Ever since he obtained Wang Zhonglou's Dahuang Court, he had seen a lot more than before. Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to open up all the meridians in the human body.

Er Qiao was secretly worried on the side. She saw the sweat pouring from the purple-clothed young man's forehead and his face turned pale. She knew that it would not be easy to heal the young lady's injuries.

After watching for a moment, the old swordsman felt bored, picked his nose, and turned around to go out.

After drinking a cup of tea, Jingzhou's movements suddenly slowed down, and he clicked dozens of times with his hands. Dozens of dense air appeared out of thin air, turned into droplets of water, and sank into Xu Zhihu's back.

Xu Fengnian looked at Xu Zhihu intently and saw her face gradually turn red, she let out a low cry and opened her eyes.

Jing Zhou put his hands in his sleeves and said, "My lord princess, we meet again. It is indeed fate."

"It's you!" Xu Zhihu said softly.

Jingzhou chuckled and said, "It's not me. The little Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain owes me another favor this time."

Wudang Mountain

Little Lotus Peak

The handsome little Taoist priest was lying on the back of a stone turtle basking in the sun, turning the pages of a book called "Tai Xuan Induction" in his hand, and was praising him.

If a young Taoist priest passes by here, he will definitely be amazed. This great uncle is indeed a senior master. He never leaves his book and studies the Taishang Dao at all times. No wonder he can enter the celestial phenomena in one step and carry Wudang on his shoulders.

If any young Taoist priest had taken a closer look, he would have been even more surprised. The leader of Wudang, who had an excellent reputation, was currently reading a Taoist book with gleaming eyes, full of stories about the joys of men and women, especially that

Page after page of illustrations are so unbelievable that they make your face turn red at first glance and anger well up in your eyes at second glance.

The little Taoist turned over the chapter about Dalang taking medicine, and read it dozens of times. Still unfinished, he exclaimed: "What a book!"

Suddenly, his heart moved. The little Taoist put down the book, counted with his fingers, jumped off the tortoise's back, took a bunch of branches and wrote on the ground. He said with a happy face: "Third Senior Brother's alchemy furnace, I have to borrow it again."

Come and use it.”

The little Taoist priest stood up from the ground, looked towards the south of the Yangtze River, and murmured: "Jiangnan is good, it is best to wear red clothes. Xu Zhihu, I have liked you for seven hundred years, and no one in this life likes you more than me."

If he is not the best in the world, why can't he go down the mountain?

One hexagram every day, if Hongyi is in trouble, he will go down the mountain.

Once he comes down the mountain, he is number one in the world.
Chapter completed!