Chapter 935: Poisonous Mist

Zuo Feng walked forward in the mountains at a steady pace. After the battle just now, his consumption was far more than what he had seen.

Especially after he used the method of stimulating potential, he felt a little top-heavy. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, but he did not dare to stop for a moment. He could only try his best to keep moving while trying his best to mobilize his own spiritual energy to recover.

However, it was difficult for even Zuo Feng to do this kind of thing, which required him to work hard on the road and recover at the same time. The meridians of the body are intricate. Once there is a mistake, there is a risk of going crazy, and it may even be life-threatening.

As a result, his speed of traveling also decreased, and he could not even pay attention to every detail of the surrounding environment as he did at the beginning.

He was still a little annoyed in his heart. He should not have used this method of stimulating potential too risky. This was the first time he used it in actual combat, but when he was in Youxiang Cottage, he still tried to use it several times.

But at that time he overlooked a problem, that is, to what extent the potential was used after stimulating it.

When Yao Qing fully stimulated his potential, he only used it to force out the poison in the ink. Although this method of forcing out poison also consumes a certain amount of energy, it is completely different from the consumption in fierce battles.

On the contrary, the more this method of stimulating potential consumes, the more obvious the sequelae it brings, and he will become weaker after using his potential. These are all results that he had not expected before and are also caused by lack of experience.

Even if he regrets it now, it is useless. He can only try his best to hurry on his way and urgently need to recover himself. Fortunately, his skills are very special. Under his urging, the soul-melting skills are still recovering at a slow speed. I believe that he will be able to recover in a few hours.

If he can find a quiet place to meditate now, I believe it will take less than an hour to fully recover, but he has no such opportunity at the moment. He believes that those people will not let him go easily, especially the narrow-eyed man, who looked at him like a beast locking prey at that time, and he will not give up easily.

Zuo Feng was not panicking, but quietly following a direction he had judged. It seemed that he was heading towards Jiabao City, but in fact, he wanted to deliberately confuse the enemy. When he felt that he was a certain distance away from Jiabao City, he would quickly change direction.

Seeing that Zuo Feng had been away from the battle for about half an hour, and this place was not too far from Jiabao City, Zuo Feng felt a little relaxed. He thought that he should be overthinking, and the other party should be frightened by his fierce battle just now and gave up chasing him.

Before, Zuo Feng used the two special abilities of the sawtooth battle blade, light and heavy, and the release of a single attribute of spiritual energy. At the same time, he also used the method of stimulating potential to improve his cultivation by almost two levels. In this way, it was reasonable that the other party did not dare to chase him.

While thinking this in his heart, Zuo Feng began to slowly adjust the direction. While adjusting the direction, he also paid great attention to the place where his feet walked. Before, he didn't have to worry about leaving traces. Even if he accidentally let the other party find the direction of his escape, it didn't matter where he was now.

But after changing direction, he had to be more careful. If the enemy followed his trail, he would be in big trouble. Thinking this way, Zuo Feng became more careful. Every time he landed, he would choose an exposed rock, and before landing, he would quickly glance at the next place to land.

After walking a distance, Zuo Feng suddenly felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and then his feet became a little unstable. This feeling appeared too abruptly. Zuo Feng thought it was because he was too anxious to recover and the spiritual energy was running too fast. He hurriedly adjusted the operation of the spiritual energy.

But he had slowed down the spiritual energy to the slowest speed, and the feeling of poor breathing and dizziness was still lingering. Zuo Feng subconsciously stopped and stopped all the spiritual energy at the same time.

At this time, Zuo Feng's face turned very ugly, but he said to himself: "I, I was poisoned! What kind of poison is this? How could it be so overbearing? And there was no sign before the poisoning, and I didn't feel it until it broke out."

When he made the judgment, Zuo Feng felt a chill rising from his back, and his heartbeat accelerated because of nervousness. As his heartbeat accelerated, the dizziness became more and more obvious.

With this discovery, Zuo Feng hurriedly adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and quickly took out a bottle of gray liquid medicine and drank it. He didn't know what poison he was poisoned with, but he could judge from his own symptoms that he must have been poisoned, but he still couldn't know exactly where he was poisoned.

Carefully recalling the details of the battle with the narrow-eyed man, every contact emerged in his mind, but he couldn't think of any reason that could make him poisoned.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng looked up at the sky, his nose moved slightly, and he closed his eyes to feel the various smells drifting past his nose.

Then Zuo Feng suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the north where he had left the battle, his eyes were cold.

Just at that moment, Zuo Feng carefully felt a different smell. The reason why he didn't notice it before was because this smell was very common in the forest.

This is a slightly damp smell. This smell is very common in the mountains and forests. It can be said that it is a smell that should be there. But now this smell is a little stronger than normal, so Zuo Feng has been ignoring it.

But Zuo Feng has been running here for a while, and he didn't find any streams or rivers nearby, so such a strong damp smell seems a bit unreasonable. But Zuo Feng didn't feel it carefully before, so he ignored the inappropriateness of this detail.

Now he looked to the north where he left the battle. Now it was autumn, and the continuous north wind was blowing, which should have blown away all the moisture. But now he can still feel the moisture at the tip of his nose, which means that this smell with a damp smell should be another existence, which is the poisonous fog judged by Zuo Feng.

This poisonous fog has no special color and no special smell. It is the first time that Zuo Feng has seen such poisonous fog, and he doesn't know how much damage it will cause to himself. However, Zuo Feng himself is an alchemist, and he also has a good understanding of acupuncture points and meridians.

After he felt that his body was poisoned, he immediately chose to take the antidote. This kind of non-targeted antidote can actually restrain ordinary poisons, but it can't really suppress the poison he is currently poisoned with.

However, Zuo Feng also expected that this might be the result. With his scheming, how could he not guess that this poisonous fog was probably directly related to the attack on the Yao family caravan that night. The Yao family, which was so powerful, could be wiped out. How could the poison used be easily solved?

The enemy released the poisonous fog in the upwind position, obviously wanting to wait for his poison to spread, and then send people to deal with him calmly, either strangling or capturing him alive. At that time, he could only let the other party do whatever they wanted.

He sighed in his heart, and he still underestimated the enemy. Otherwise, if he could discover it earlier with his ability, he would never let the poisonous fog erode his body so much.

He quickly took out a thin needle, which was given by Amber when he left Xinjun City. Before, I didn't know much about the acupuncture method, and I really couldn't use it handily. After a period of contact with Yao Qing, Zuo Feng now has a certain understanding of acupuncture.

The spiritual energy is focused into the fine needle, and it quickly pierces several important acupoints on the body. Every time it is pierced, a stream of spiritual energy will be sent into the body. These spiritual energies do not seem to be very strong, but after entering the meridians, they will circulate with a certain spirituality.

Zuo Feng did not dare to use spiritual energy to expel the poison at this time, because he felt that if he used spiritual energy to forcibly expel the poison in his body, it would spread faster, and it might be counterproductive. He used a fine needle to infuse spiritual energy, and after it traveled in the meridians, it was like a kind of magnetic force, which lured out a trace of tiny existence that was not detectable.

These tiny existences were almost transparent. If it were not for the spiritual energy infused by Zuo Feng, they would be difficult to detect when they gathered together.

These poisons that were seduced out slowly reached the position below the neck along the spiritual energy controlled by Zuo Feng. At this time, Zuo Feng did not dare to think too much, and suddenly inserted a long needle into the lower part of his larynx. This position is extremely sensitive. When stabbed, Zuo Feng felt a concentrated pricking and an extremely itchy feeling.

The next moment, Zuo Feng coughed violently as if his body reacted autonomously. With this cough, a trace of blood spurted out from his throat, and at the same time, a dark gray mist wrapped in spiritual energy mixed with blood and phlegm also spurted out from his mouth.

Looking at everything that was spurted out, Zuo Feng felt that his body was slightly relaxed, and the dizziness was also relieved a lot.

Then Zuo Feng took out a handkerchief, poured water on it, and wrapped it around his face. Part of the poisonous fog in the body has been eliminated, but there is still a part of the body left. He has no time and energy to deal with these poisonous fogs now. The enemy should have searched here now.

And now the air floating in the air still contains poisonous fog. If he doesn't do this, he may still inhale the poisonous fog unconsciously.

After doing all this, Zuo Feng took a fierce look at the north and walked away. If the enemy finds me now, with the combat power I can exert now, I am afraid I won't be able to deal with even a person with the same cultivation level as me. I have no choice but to escape.