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The three of them rode for more than thirty miles before arriving at a small town. Although this place is not far from the capital, and it is the only way to go north to the capital, this town is not very big, and there is not even a decent inn, so the three of them checked into the relatively largest inn in the town.
"I wonder if Prince Mu is seriously ill. I know a lot about medicine. Is there anything I can do to help?" After the three of them settled down, Mu Jianping also applied Hong Tianxiao's golden sore medicine, and the three of them went downstairs to order some food and wine and talk. Hong Tianxiao, who couldn't restrain his curiosity, finally asked this question.
"Oh, to be honest, Brother Hong, our prince is not seriously ill, but was seriously injured. Our master, Ironbacked Canglong Liu Dahong, is well-informed and knows that our prince was attacked by something called the Xuanming Divine Palm. The injuries caused by kung fu are due to the extremely powerful palm technique, and there is no cure for the injuries, so we can only bring the young prince and the young princess separately and let them see the prince for the last time." Bai Hanfeng couldn't help but say this when he mentioned this sigh.
"Xuanming Divine Palm?" Hong Tianxiao couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. Could anyone still use this kind of skill?
"Brother Hong, have you heard of the Xuanming Divine Palm?" Bai Hanfeng felt nervous for no reason when he saw Hong Tianxiao losing his composure. After more than an hour of contact, he felt that Hong Tianxiao was becoming more and more unfathomable.
"This is an extremely vicious Yinhan palm technique. In the past, when Emperor Gaozu rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty, two masters of Xuanming Divine Palm, Hebiweng and Luzhangke, took refuge in the palace of Prince Ruyang of Mongolia. They were never heard of again. Did the two of them have any disciples? I didn¡¯t expect that hundreds of years later, this kind of palm technique would appear again." Hong Tianxiao didn¡¯t know much about it, and all of it came from "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer".
"Brother Hong, is it really incurable to be injured by the Xuanming Divine Palm?" Mu Jianping used Hong Tianxiao's golden sore medicine, and immediately felt that it was very different from other golden sore medicines, and he determined in his heart that Hong Tianxiao must be With superb medical skills, he couldn't help but ask anxiously after hearing this.
"Of course not. Although there are many martial arts in the world, they are all in conflict with each other. One thing defeats another. Although Xuanming Divine Palm is vicious, it is not incurable." Hong Tianxiao thought to himself, fortunately you have met me. For those who practice the Nine Yang Divine Art, otherwise Prince Mu will definitely die. He suddenly thought, no wonder the original book never mentioned Prince Mu, but he died under the Xuanming Divine Palm, but this Xuanming Divine Palm Who is the owner, but there is no introduction. It seems that the only shortcoming of the book "The Deer and the Cauldron" is that there is too little description of martial arts.
"Brother Hong, do youdo you knowthat you know how to treat thisthis Xuanming Divine Palm?" Bai Hanfeng grabbed Hong Tianxiao's right hand, his expression was so excited that he could no longer speak coherently.
"Well, this Xuanming Divine Palm is the most yin and cold palm technique in the world. Once it is struck, the cold poison will enter the eight extraordinary meridians of the body along with the palm, and finally invade the internal organs. At the beginning, The person who is hit by the palm will feel cold all over his body every once in a while. The longer the duration of the palm is, the longer the cold poison attacks each time and the shorter the interval. Once the cold poison enters the internal organs, no matter how great the god of Luo is, he will not be able to save him. No." Hong Tianxiao didn't know much about the Xuanming Divine Palm, but he knew that the Nine Yang Divine Art was its nemesis.
"Ah." Bai Hanfeng and Mu Jianping were shocked when they heard this. What Hong Tianxiao said was absolutely correct.
"Brother Hong, youcan you cure this cold poison?" Mu Jianping couldn't help but feel excited while listening to Hong Tianxiao's eloquence, and his voice was trembling slightly.
"I wonder how long it has been since Prince Mu was in the palm of his hand. What kind of person is his opponent and how old is he?" Hong Tianxiao did not rush to answer Mu Jianping's question.
When Mu Jianping heard this, he looked at Bai Hanfeng and saw him murmuring slightly: "It has been about more than a month. The opponent was one of Obai's subordinates. He was more than ten years old. At that time, the prince exchanged a palm with him. He was a It was a lose-lose situation, but I didn¡¯t expect that after the prince returned, he would tremble all over and his palms would turn black.¡±
"The only nemesis of the Xuanming Divine Palm is the Nine-Yang Divine Art, which is the most powerful and powerful one. It is a coincidence that I am practicing the Nine-Yang Divine Art. However, I have not yet achieved great success in the Nine-Yang Divine Art, but Prince Mu is still poisoned. Qian, maybe it can cure the cold poison in the prince's body." Hong Tianxiao was not completely sure.
"That's very good. We will leave immediately after Brother Mao arrives. Bai, on behalf of the entire Mu Palace, would like to thank Brother Hong in advance." Bai Hanfeng was overjoyed and thanked him in a row.
At this time, I suddenly heard the noise of horses neighing and people outside the door, and soon seventeen or eight people rushed in. They looked official. Bai Hanfeng and Mu Jianping were secretly surprised. Hong Tianxiao whispered: "They are officers and soldiers. Could it be that they are here to catch you? Don't make any noise yet and pretend as if nothing has happened." Bai Hanfeng nodded, but put down his chopsticks and reached out to hold them down. Mu Jianping also placed his right hand gently on the hilt of the sword.On the handle. However, this group of people ignored them and kept urging the waiter to cook quickly.
There are not many dishes in the small restaurants in the small town, they only serve some home-cooked dishes such as sauced meat, smoked fish, marinated dried tofu, scrambled eggs, etc. When the leader of the group saw this, he ordered to take out the ham and chicken he had brought to accompany the meal. One person said: "We have always heard in Yunnan that the capital is a good place. The emperor wears silks and satins at his feet and eats delicacies from the mountains and seas. Let me see, the food alone is comparable to our Kunming." Another person said. One person said: "Your brother is used to enjoying the blessings in Pingxi Prince's Mansion. The food and drink are very different. It's not that the capital city is not as good as Yunnan. You know, there are very few people in the world who can match Pingxi Prince's Mansion. ." Everyone claimed yes.
When the three people heard this, their faces changed color, and they all thought: "Are these scoundrels subordinates of Wu Sangui, the big traitor?"
I heard a sallow-skinned man ask: "Master Huang, can you see the emperor when you go to Beijing?" A fair and fat man said: "According to my official position, I can't see the emperor, but because of my official position, I can't see the emperor." For the sake of our prince, maybe we can meet him! The elders in the imperial court always look at our officials in the "Western Selection" with a different light." Another person said: "Of course, except for the emperor, the only one in this world is our prince. It¡¯s too big.¡±
Hong Tianxiao looked at Mu Jianping, who was injured, and was wondering whether he should teach these Wu Sangui lackeys a lesson, but he heard a rough voice at the door: "Boy, what kind of store do you open? Why?" Even the little turtles under the old Yunnan turtle are treated as guests."
Hong Tianxiao and the other three were overjoyed when they heard this. The owner of the voice was none other than Mao Shiba. Because Wu Sangui sacrificed Shanhaiguan and lured Qing troops into the Pass, the Ming Dynasty completely fell into the hands of the Manchus. Therefore, people with lofty ideals took the homophonic pronunciation of the word "Gui" in Wu Sangui's name and called it "turtle". Just call Wu Sangui a big bastard. The "Old Turtle of Yunnan" mentioned by Mao Shiba naturally refers to Wu Sangui. How could these Wu Sangui's subordinates not recognize it? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com