I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 162: North and South Shaolin, Song Yuanqiao's courage

Ah Zhu?

Gu Changfeng looked at the pale and unconscious woman in Qiao Feng's arms, and he immediately understood.

This situation must be the scene in the original novel where "Qiao Feng regretfully kills Azhu."

But for some reason, Qiao Feng did not choose to go to Juxianzhuang in the Song Dynasty to find Doctor Xue, but came to Wudang.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Gu Changfeng didn't waste any words. On the surface, he placed two fingers on Ah Zhu's wrist, but in fact he was covering her body with his spiritual sense.

When I saw clearly the condition of its body, I couldn't help but be amazed.

The meridians in Ah Zhu's body were almost broken, and it was obvious that she was injured by the powerful internal force. The reason she was able to live until now was because of Qiao Feng's continuous supply of true energy.

Injuries like these are basically incurable, and even the so-called miracle doctors on the Kyushu continent are completely powerless to save the patient.

Seeing the expression on Gu Changfeng's face, Qiao Feng couldn't help but feel a little desperate, and asked with trembling lips.

"Young Master Gu, can Ah Zhu still be saved?"

Gu Changfeng knew that Qiao Feng was anxious and nodded quickly.

"Don't worry, although Miss Ah Zhu is seriously injured, it is not a problem for me. Come, put her on the ground first."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng hurriedly did as he was told and carefully laid Azhu flat on the ground.

Gu Changfeng immediately stretched out his hand, with a faint green light appearing in the palm of his hand, and pointed it at Ah Zhu on the ground.

"Rejuvenation!"

The surging Yi Mu magic power turned into countless green light spots and sprinkled down, all sinking into Ah Zhu's body.

Under the control of Gu Changfeng's spiritual consciousness, it attached to his broken meridians with incredible precision, and in an instant, an extremely powerful vitality burst out.

Countless strands of matter stretched out from the broken parts of the meridians and connected together again. Ah Zhu's face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her originally weak breath gradually stabilized. Even Li Shimin and others who did not know medicine could see that Azhu's injuries were recovering rapidly.

As someone who had experienced Gu Changfeng's treatment methods, Li Shimin immediately spoke to Qiao Feng, who was still worried.

"Don't worry, Boss Qiao. Brother Gu can snatch the person back from the King of Hell. As long as he takes action, Miss Ah Zhu will be safe."

Qiao Feng could not hide his excitement upon seeing this. He felt that coming all the way to Wudang was the right decision and he bowed to Li Shimin.

"Thank you very much, brother. May I know your name?"

Now that Ah Zhu's condition has gradually stabilized, Qiao Feng has also started chatting with Li Shimin and others, and they have gained a preliminary understanding of each other.

The treatment process lasted for a full half hour.

Gu Changfeng retracted his palm, nodded slightly and said to Qiao Feng, "Boss Qiao, I have reconnected all the meridians in Miss Azhu's body. She is no longer in danger of death."

"But her injuries were too severe, and she did not receive timely treatment. She still has some hidden injuries in her body. If she wants to fully recover, she needs to rest for at least two months, and she must avoid strenuous activities during this period."

Qiao Feng quickly bowed to Gu Changfeng to express his gratitude.

"Young Master Gu has been so kind to me, I have no way to repay you. If you have any orders from now on, I will never frown, even if it means going through fire and water!"

Then he looked embarrassed, sighed and spoke again.

"To be honest, Qiao is currently wanted by the Song Dynasty. Many people are hunting him down. If he stays in Wudang, it may bring unnecessary trouble to Wudang."

"Qiao will leave now. I hope Young Master Gu can take care of Miss Ah Zhu for a while."

When Gu Changfeng heard this, he knew that it was most likely because Qiao Feng's Khitan identity was exposed, and Xiao Yuanshan was behind the scenes plotting to make Qiao Feng the public enemy of the Song Dynasty martial arts world.

Before he could speak, Li Shimin spoke first.

"Boss Qiao has always been a man of great integrity. Even I in the Sui Dynasty have heard of your name. How come you are wanted by the Song Dynasty?"

Qiao Feng did not hide anything from everyone and briefly recounted the events of the Xinglin Incident, the murder of his mentor, and the murder of his adoptive parents.

After listening, Li Shimin suddenly understood.

"There is indeed a blood feud between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Khitan, and even now bloody battles break out from time to time."

"But I don't believe that Boss Qiao killed his adoptive parents and mentor."

Qin Shubao also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, everyone knows that Boss Qiao is famous for his chivalry. The Southern Shaolin actually issued a warrant for your arrest without any evidence just because of your background. This is really too hasty."

Southern Shaolin is actually the Shaolin Temple.

The Shaolin Temple has countless branches, the two most powerful of which are known as the Northern and Southern Shaolin, both of which have reached the level of top-notch forces.

Southern Shaolin is located in the territory of the Song Dynasty, while Northern Shaolin is located in the territory of the Daming Dynasty, where Kongwen, Numu and others are located.

In the eastern region of Kyushu Continent, it is the only super sect spanning two dynasties.

However, there is no harmony between the Northern and Southern Shaolin, and they are in a competitive relationship with each other.

Upon hearing this, Gu Changfeng sneered and shook his head.

"Brother Li, Brother Qin, you have underestimated the shamelessness of those bald monks in Shaolin. I am not surprised at all that they did such a thing."

Then he looked at Qiao Feng and smiled faintly.

"Boss Qiao, in my opinion, you should stay in Wudang and take care of Miss Ah Zhu. You don't need to go anywhere."

"You and my elder brother have a history, and you also supported Wudang during the righteous alliance. If I just sit back and do nothing when you are in trouble now, wouldn't that be ungrateful?"

"As for Shaolin and those who are chasing you, leave them to me. You don't have to worry."

Gu Changfeng admired Qiao Feng.

It is really sad that such a man of integrity and righteousness ended up committing suicide because of his background and the schemes of his own father.

What's more, this matter is related to Shaolin.

Since we can help Qiao Feng and give Shaolin a thumbs up at the same time, why not do it?
Qiao Feng's lips moved, and he was deeply moved.

But given his personality, he didn't want to implicate Wudang, so he prepared to decline.

Suddenly, the unconscious Ah Zhu uttered, "Brother Qiao, don't. Don't go. Don't leave me."

Ah Zhu's words were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Even a resolute man like Qiao Feng couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. He hugged Azhu tightly with his arms and his voice trembled.

"Okay. I won't leave. I won't leave!"

After a long time, Qiao Feng finally calmed down. He stood up and clasped his fists towards Gu Changfeng with a slightly apologetic look.

"Young Master Gu, I am sorry to bother you these days."

Gu Changfeng waved his hand, not caring at all. "What's the point of bothering me? I have heard of the great name of Master Qiao for a long time. Today is a good opportunity for me to have a drink with Master Qiao!"

Li Shimin also laughed at the side and said, "Brother Gu is right. Miss Ah Zhu's injuries have stabilized now. Since we have the fate to meet, we should drink and sing together!"

Qiao Feng was also infected by the two's emotions, and said with great pride, "Great! It is my honor to meet you two today." "Today, I will not go home until I am drunk!"

Three full hours later.

The ground inside Li Shimin's residence was littered with empty wine jars.

Qiao Feng and Li Shimin had already fallen to the ground drunk and unconscious, and one of them was even holding an empty wine jar.

Gu Changfeng, however, still had his Taoist robe flowing elegantly, and his eyes were clear without any sign of drunkenness.

There was no other way. Once the alcohol entered his body, Gu Changfeng didn't need to make any movement. The magic power in his body would automatically flow and dissolve the alcohol. Now Gu Changfeng could be said to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

If it were placed in later generations, he would at least be given the title of XX God of Bacchus.

"Brother Qin, I'll leave Brother Li and Brother Qiao to you. I'm leaving now."

Gu Changfeng stood up, patted Qin Shubao on the shoulder, and with a step he turned into green light and soared into the sky.

Qin Shubao couldn't help but sigh when he saw Li Shimin and Qiao Feng, who were drunk as mud.

"Young Master Gu is truly a god!"

High in the sky, Gu Changfeng walked on his sword. Instead of returning to the tree house immediately, he headed towards Song Yuanqiao's residence.

Although it was his own decision to take in Qiao Feng and Azhu, now that his eldest brother Song Yuanqiao was in charge of Wudang, he naturally had to be informed.

As soon as he arrived above Song Yuanqiao's residence, Gu Changfeng's expression changed.

Under the influence of spiritual consciousness, Song Yuanqiao's body was full of abundant earth spiritual energy, and he had actually reached the ninth level of Qi training!
"I never expected that after entering the immortal path, the eldest brother would be the one who made the fastest progress."

As the thought flashed through his mind, Gu Changfeng fell from the sky and landed in the courtyard.

Song Qingshu, who was fiddling with something with his butt sticking out, was startled and quickly stood at attention and bowed, "Qingshu greets Junior Master-Uncle!"

Such noise naturally could not be hidden from Song Yuanqiao who was meditating in the room.

He stood up and walked into the courtyard, laughing.

"Little Junior Brother, how come you have time to come to my place today?"

Gu Changfeng first greeted Song Yuanqiao respectfully, and then told him about Qiao Feng.

After hearing this, Song Yuanqiao nodded and exclaimed in admiration.

"Changfeng, you did the right thing."

"I have dealt with Gang Leader Qiao several times, and I know him quite well. Not only is he chivalrous and righteous, he benefits the people, and is fair in his dealings, but he has also made the Beggars' Sect extremely prosperous."

"It is impossible for such a heroic man to do such atrocities as killing his mentor and adoptive parents. It is most likely those bald monks from Shaolin are behind this."

"I'd like to have a drink with him when I have time."

Then Song Yuanqiao paused and spoke again.

"Changfeng, I feel that the spiritual energy in my body has reached its limit, and I am ready to impact the foundation."

When these words were spoken, Gu Changfeng was stunned at first, and then instinctively wanted to stop it.

"Big Brother, is it too hasty to attack the foundation building stage now? I think it would be better to accumulate some time."

"The requirements for the three stages of foundation building are quite high. Once a problem occurs at any stage, the consequences will be very serious. At the very least, your realm will fall and you will lose the hope of advancing. At the worst, you may even die on the spot!"

"How about waiting until I gather all the five elements of spiritual roots and break through to the Golden Core Stage, or research an elixir that can increase the success rate of foundation building before trying again? By then, I may be able to protect you."

Song Yuanqiao smiled and waved his hand.

"Changfeng, I understand your intentions, but I really can't wait any longer. After this year, I will be fifty-one years old. If I practice martial arts, my energy and blood will begin to decline at my current level, and I will be on the decline."

"I am also very aware of the risks in the third stage of foundation building."

"But whether it's the martial arts or the immortal path, isn't breaking through the realm accompanied by huge risks?"

"I used to think that I had average talent, and I was afraid that I could only cultivate to the peak of the Grandmaster level in this lifetime."

"But now there is a path to immortality in front of me. If it works, my life span will increase dramatically, and I can live another life. If it doesn't work, then I, Senior Brother, will give up this thought and will focus on handling Wudang's miscellaneous affairs in the future."

“So I have to take this risk!”

At this moment, Song Yuanqiao exuded a courageous spirit all over his body, and his eyes were brighter than ever.

Faintly, Gu Changfeng seemed to see the young Song Yuanqiao in his memory.

At that time, he was also full of vigor and ambition, with lofty ambitions!
"Yes, I overlooked that. My brothers are not young anymore, and they don't have much time left to break through to the foundation-building stage."

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng nodded seriously.

"Okay, I respect your decision."

"Then let's do it in five days. No matter what the result is, I will do my best to ensure your safety!"

Song Yuanqiao laughed and patted Gu Changfeng on the shoulder.

"Changfeng, don't feel any pressure on this matter."

"The key to a breakthrough in realm still lies in myself. As the saying goes, do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"I will do my best in everything I do, and as for the results, that depends on my luck."

At the same time, outside the border of the Song Dynasty.

Several figures in robes stood quietly. In front of them, a young monk in a dark red robe was sitting cross-legged three feet above the ground.

He looked at the letter in his hand, a sneer appeared on his face, but his voice was old and totally inconsistent with his young appearance.

"Qiao Feng actually ran off to Wudang?"

"Oh, Northern Shaolin is really a bunch of rubbish. They actually watched Zhang Sanfeng rise up right under their noses, and even broke through to become a land immortal, and created some kind of Taishan Beidou Shaolin Wudang."

"Is Wudang worthy of being on par with Shaolin?"

He casually smashed the letter in his hand into pieces and gave the order without even turning his head.

"Xuan Li, your Acala body has already been fully developed, right? Although it is only at the middle stage of the Grandmaster level, even someone like Qiao Feng who is at the late stage of the Grandmaster level would have difficulty breaking your defense."

"We will go to Wudang on behalf of Southern Shaolin and ask them to hand over Qiao Feng."

Among the people behind him, a middle-aged monk with a centipede-like scar on his face took a few steps forward and bowed to receive the order.

"Yes, Master!"

The young monk slowly stood up in the air, a playful look in his eyes.

"When you are done, just come directly to Northern Shaolin to join us."

"As for us, let's go meet those Bodhisattvas from Northern Shaolin."

He waved his hand for a while, and translucent ripples emerged, enveloping everyone and disappearing from the spot in an instant.

(End of this chapter)