Chapter 1138 7 Evil Poisons (Today is gone)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 1138 Seven evil poisons (gone today)
Northern Xinjiang, Huoyafang City.
In a certain secret room, Ximen Feng stood in front of a blue stone bed, his eyes were red with tears.
A red-shirted boy with delicate features was lying on the stone bed. His eyes were closed, his lips were white, and there was a layer of pale white ice flakes on his body.
Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Wang Mingren walked in. His body was stained with brown blood, his face was ashen, and he looked like he had gone through a battle. A benevolent old man in green robe followed behind.
"Feng'er, how is Chang Jie? I invited Uncle Liu, he will be fine, he will be fine."
Wang Mingren strode to Ximenfeng's side, held Ximenfeng's palm tightly, and comforted him.
They took their son Wang Changjie to celebrate Ximenfeng's grandfather's birthday. On the way back, they encountered an attack. The enemy used spirit insects to attack Wang Changjie.
"Uncle Liu, please cure Chang Jie."
Ximenfeng choked up and said, her face was full of tears. Seeing Wang Changjie like this, she felt very guilty.
The green-robed old man nodded, stepped forward, examined it carefully, and said with a frown: "Qisha poison, it's difficult to deal with, he hasn't cultivated immortality yet, I'm afraid it's more than auspicious."
"What? Seven evil poisons? This is a strange poison second only to ten absolute poisons. Uncle Liu, you read that right!"
Wang Mingren's face became ugly. The Qisha poison is an extremely rare and strange poison. Its toxicity is second only to the ten poisons. Unexpectedly, Wang Changjie was poisoned by the Qisha.
"Nephew Li and Nephew Sun were poisoned by the seven evil spirits, and the old man solved them for them. Naturally, the old man will not admit his mistake. If the old man did not guess wrong, the one who attacked you should be Zhao E, the owner of the Seven evil valley. He has always been hostile. Our Taiyi Immortal Sect did not expect him to set his target on you."
The green-robed old man frowned and said, the Taiyi Immortal Sect wanted to expand its power, and through coercion and lure, it supported a group of forces close to the Taiyi Immortal Sect.
Qisha Valley is a small faction, there are three alchemy cultivators sitting in the town, and the owner of the valley is Master Qisha Zhao E.
Zhao E disliked the Taiyi Immortal Sect. The Taiyi Immortal Sect sent Chen Xiang'er to go out and buy the deputy valley owner Chen Songzhi, intending to kill Zhao E and support Chen Songzhi to take the position. Who ever thought of a mistake and was run away by Zhao E, but Zhao E's wife and daughter Died at the hands of Chen Xiang'er, Zhao E hated Taiyi Xianmen for this, and attacked the disciples of Taiyi Xianmen from time to time, making Taiyi Xianmen miserable.
Jiuyouzong stepped forward to protect Zhao E, and Taiyi Xianmen didn't want to tear themselves apart with Jiuyouzong, so they could only strengthen their defenses.
"Uncle Liu, is there no cure for this poison?"
Ximen Feng asked with a sad face.
"That's not true. The old man gave him a Bingyu pill first to suppress the Qisha poison, but it can only be delayed for a while. The Qixing Qingling Pill that can relieve the Qisha poison is used up. The method of refining the Qixing Qingling Pill The ingredients are relatively rare, the main ingredient is 700-year-old Qixing Yancao, most of the Qixingyancao on the market are 400-year-old, and the Seven-Star Yancao that is more than 700 years old may only be found in Zihuoyuan."
Zihuoyuan is a dangerous place in northern Xinjiang. Tens of thousands of years ago, the puppet emperor ruled the world of cultivating immortals in northern Xinjiang, and opened up an independent space with great supernatural powers for cultivating alchemy monks.
After the disappearance of the puppet emperor, the northern border quickly fell apart and fell into chaos, and eventually evolved into ten major sects jointly ruling the world of cultivating immortals in the northern border. Several Nascent Soul cultivators teamed up to forcibly open a passage, causing the interior of the space to be unstable, losing the blessing of the restriction, and the fourth-order monsters slowly appeared, and the legacy of the restriction was relatively powerful.
After tens of thousands of years, Zihuoyuan has slowly evolved into a dangerous place. There are more than a dozen entrances alone. Every time, the restriction will have a period of weakness. It is relatively safe for immortal cultivators to enter Zihuoyuan at this time. However, there are fourth-order monsters in Zihuoyuan, and there are still many restrictions. The monk Yuanying also fell in Zihuoyuan, and there are relatively few monks who dare to enter Zihuoyuan to search for treasure.
"Purple Fire Abyss!"
Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng frowned, of course they had heard of Zihuoyuan's vicious reputation, and in all fairness, they didn't want to go to Zihuoyuan.
Zihuoyuan is extremely dangerous. There are more than a dozen entrances. The big forces cannot seal all the entrances. However, Zihuoyuan has a fourth-order monster, and Nascent Soul monks will also fall. Shops are set up near each entrance to buy materials from Zihuoyuan.
"Uncle Liu, the Seven Star Purification Pill, can't other pills work?"
"The effect will be much worse. He hasn't cultivated immortality yet, and his self-recovery ability is relatively poor. You'd better find the Seven Star Flame Grass that is more than 700 years old as soon as possible. Our sect is also buying it, but so far we haven't bought the Seven Star Flame Grass that is more than 700 years old. , the longer the delay, the more dangerous he is."
The faces of Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng became ugly, so they could only make a trip to Zihuoyuan.
Seeing off the green-robed old man, Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng looked at Wang Changjie who had fallen into a coma, with heavy hearts.
"Husband, I'm going to find my grandfather, you stay and take care of Chang Jie! I will definitely bring back the Seven Star Flaming Grass."
Ximenfeng took the initiative to invite Ying, and this incident happened because of her. If she hadn't brought Wang Changjie to celebrate his birthday, such a thing would not have happened.
"I'll go with you! Just let Yingying and the others take care of Chang Jie. I don't worry about you going to Zihuoyuan alone."
Wang Mingren planned to go with Ximenfeng so that the tribe could take care of Wang Changjie.
It would be great if Wang Changsheng or Wang Qingshan were here, and they could help out, but the establishment of the Northern Xinjiang stronghold was too late, and the family didn’t have much manpower. The distance between the South China Sea and the Northern Xinjiang was billions of miles, and the distance could not quench the near thirst, so Wang Mingren had no choice but to follow Ximenfeng went.
Ximenfeng didn't object either. For Wang Changjie's sake, they had to go to Zihuoyuan to find Qixing Yancao as soon as possible.
Wang Mingren took out the communication disk and typed in a formula: "Yingying, come over here immediately, I have something to do for you."
"Yes, the Eleventh Patriarch."
Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Yingying appeared in front of Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng.
"Yingying, we are going to go out for a while. During this period, you stay here to take care of Chang Jie. Remember, you have to stay here to take care of him. If his condition worsens, you can contact my senior disciple and let him go. He asked Uncle Liu to treat him, and we have only one son, and I will leave it to you."
Wang Mingren pointed to the unconscious Wang Changjie and exhorted him.
"Yes, the eleventh generation ancestor, the grandson must take care of the tenth generation ancestor at every step."
Wang Yingying agreed without hesitation, and Wang Mingren trusted her to entrust this important task to her.
Wang Mingren gave some instructions, and hurriedly left the residence with Ximenfeng.
After leaving Fangshi, the two turned into two red rays of light and left through the air.
There are too many ancestors in the family literature, and how many generations are represented by the name of the ancestors. I recommend the similar family novel "Cangli Biography".
(End of this chapter)
Northern Xinjiang, Huoyafang City.
In a certain secret room, Ximen Feng stood in front of a blue stone bed, his eyes were red with tears.
A red-shirted boy with delicate features was lying on the stone bed. His eyes were closed, his lips were white, and there was a layer of pale white ice flakes on his body.
Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Wang Mingren walked in. His body was stained with brown blood, his face was ashen, and he looked like he had gone through a battle. A benevolent old man in green robe followed behind.
"Feng'er, how is Chang Jie? I invited Uncle Liu, he will be fine, he will be fine."
Wang Mingren strode to Ximenfeng's side, held Ximenfeng's palm tightly, and comforted him.
They took their son Wang Changjie to celebrate Ximenfeng's grandfather's birthday. On the way back, they encountered an attack. The enemy used spirit insects to attack Wang Changjie.
"Uncle Liu, please cure Chang Jie."
Ximenfeng choked up and said, her face was full of tears. Seeing Wang Changjie like this, she felt very guilty.
The green-robed old man nodded, stepped forward, examined it carefully, and said with a frown: "Qisha poison, it's difficult to deal with, he hasn't cultivated immortality yet, I'm afraid it's more than auspicious."
"What? Seven evil poisons? This is a strange poison second only to ten absolute poisons. Uncle Liu, you read that right!"
Wang Mingren's face became ugly. The Qisha poison is an extremely rare and strange poison. Its toxicity is second only to the ten poisons. Unexpectedly, Wang Changjie was poisoned by the Qisha.
"Nephew Li and Nephew Sun were poisoned by the seven evil spirits, and the old man solved them for them. Naturally, the old man will not admit his mistake. If the old man did not guess wrong, the one who attacked you should be Zhao E, the owner of the Seven evil valley. He has always been hostile. Our Taiyi Immortal Sect did not expect him to set his target on you."
The green-robed old man frowned and said, the Taiyi Immortal Sect wanted to expand its power, and through coercion and lure, it supported a group of forces close to the Taiyi Immortal Sect.
Qisha Valley is a small faction, there are three alchemy cultivators sitting in the town, and the owner of the valley is Master Qisha Zhao E.
Zhao E disliked the Taiyi Immortal Sect. The Taiyi Immortal Sect sent Chen Xiang'er to go out and buy the deputy valley owner Chen Songzhi, intending to kill Zhao E and support Chen Songzhi to take the position. Who ever thought of a mistake and was run away by Zhao E, but Zhao E's wife and daughter Died at the hands of Chen Xiang'er, Zhao E hated Taiyi Xianmen for this, and attacked the disciples of Taiyi Xianmen from time to time, making Taiyi Xianmen miserable.
Jiuyouzong stepped forward to protect Zhao E, and Taiyi Xianmen didn't want to tear themselves apart with Jiuyouzong, so they could only strengthen their defenses.
"Uncle Liu, is there no cure for this poison?"
Ximen Feng asked with a sad face.
"That's not true. The old man gave him a Bingyu pill first to suppress the Qisha poison, but it can only be delayed for a while. The Qixing Qingling Pill that can relieve the Qisha poison is used up. The method of refining the Qixing Qingling Pill The ingredients are relatively rare, the main ingredient is 700-year-old Qixing Yancao, most of the Qixingyancao on the market are 400-year-old, and the Seven-Star Yancao that is more than 700 years old may only be found in Zihuoyuan."
Zihuoyuan is a dangerous place in northern Xinjiang. Tens of thousands of years ago, the puppet emperor ruled the world of cultivating immortals in northern Xinjiang, and opened up an independent space with great supernatural powers for cultivating alchemy monks.
After the disappearance of the puppet emperor, the northern border quickly fell apart and fell into chaos, and eventually evolved into ten major sects jointly ruling the world of cultivating immortals in the northern border. Several Nascent Soul cultivators teamed up to forcibly open a passage, causing the interior of the space to be unstable, losing the blessing of the restriction, and the fourth-order monsters slowly appeared, and the legacy of the restriction was relatively powerful.
After tens of thousands of years, Zihuoyuan has slowly evolved into a dangerous place. There are more than a dozen entrances alone. Every time, the restriction will have a period of weakness. It is relatively safe for immortal cultivators to enter Zihuoyuan at this time. However, there are fourth-order monsters in Zihuoyuan, and there are still many restrictions. The monk Yuanying also fell in Zihuoyuan, and there are relatively few monks who dare to enter Zihuoyuan to search for treasure.
"Purple Fire Abyss!"
Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng frowned, of course they had heard of Zihuoyuan's vicious reputation, and in all fairness, they didn't want to go to Zihuoyuan.
Zihuoyuan is extremely dangerous. There are more than a dozen entrances. The big forces cannot seal all the entrances. However, Zihuoyuan has a fourth-order monster, and Nascent Soul monks will also fall. Shops are set up near each entrance to buy materials from Zihuoyuan.
"Uncle Liu, the Seven Star Purification Pill, can't other pills work?"
"The effect will be much worse. He hasn't cultivated immortality yet, and his self-recovery ability is relatively poor. You'd better find the Seven Star Flame Grass that is more than 700 years old as soon as possible. Our sect is also buying it, but so far we haven't bought the Seven Star Flame Grass that is more than 700 years old. , the longer the delay, the more dangerous he is."
The faces of Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng became ugly, so they could only make a trip to Zihuoyuan.
Seeing off the green-robed old man, Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng looked at Wang Changjie who had fallen into a coma, with heavy hearts.
"Husband, I'm going to find my grandfather, you stay and take care of Chang Jie! I will definitely bring back the Seven Star Flaming Grass."
Ximenfeng took the initiative to invite Ying, and this incident happened because of her. If she hadn't brought Wang Changjie to celebrate his birthday, such a thing would not have happened.
"I'll go with you! Just let Yingying and the others take care of Chang Jie. I don't worry about you going to Zihuoyuan alone."
Wang Mingren planned to go with Ximenfeng so that the tribe could take care of Wang Changjie.
It would be great if Wang Changsheng or Wang Qingshan were here, and they could help out, but the establishment of the Northern Xinjiang stronghold was too late, and the family didn’t have much manpower. The distance between the South China Sea and the Northern Xinjiang was billions of miles, and the distance could not quench the near thirst, so Wang Mingren had no choice but to follow Ximenfeng went.
Ximenfeng didn't object either. For Wang Changjie's sake, they had to go to Zihuoyuan to find Qixing Yancao as soon as possible.
Wang Mingren took out the communication disk and typed in a formula: "Yingying, come over here immediately, I have something to do for you."
"Yes, the Eleventh Patriarch."
Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Yingying appeared in front of Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng.
"Yingying, we are going to go out for a while. During this period, you stay here to take care of Chang Jie. Remember, you have to stay here to take care of him. If his condition worsens, you can contact my senior disciple and let him go. He asked Uncle Liu to treat him, and we have only one son, and I will leave it to you."
Wang Mingren pointed to the unconscious Wang Changjie and exhorted him.
"Yes, the eleventh generation ancestor, the grandson must take care of the tenth generation ancestor at every step."
Wang Yingying agreed without hesitation, and Wang Mingren trusted her to entrust this important task to her.
Wang Mingren gave some instructions, and hurriedly left the residence with Ximenfeng.
After leaving Fangshi, the two turned into two red rays of light and left through the air.
There are too many ancestors in the family literature, and how many generations are represented by the name of the ancestors. I recommend the similar family novel "Cangli Biography".
(End of this chapter)
