"Then why..."
He didn't show any sign of pain. His hair stood on end, and he gained a new understanding of this man's tenacity. He only heard him calmly reply:
"My wife and I were killed by gangsters at the same time, and we were both poisoned by a strange poison. The strangest thing about this poison is that two of us were poisoned and one was poisoned, which made me look like what I am now."
"Is there such a thing?"
"Well, and I can't die, otherwise all the suffering she is going through now will be doubled on her."
Fang Cihang's voice was like fire, but unusually calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant, but it was particularly shocking to Qingyun's ears.
"Brother Fang, I admire you."
"Haha, I'm not afraid of your jokes. My wife is just a mortal. She can't stay with me for decades even if she's not poisoned. The whole family laughs at me for being a fool."
"Haha, it's true, Brother Fang, people like you are really rare in the world of cultivation. Logically speaking, you shouldn't survive the Ling Yin Realm."
Qingyun was half serious and half teasing. It was indeed rare for monks to marry mortals. Over the years, he had only heard from Yao Pofeng that his father had a mortal wife, and Fang Cihang was the second one.
"Hahaha, Brother Qingyun is really humorous! But what you said is true, and of course the little Fang family in Kuji City can't afford to hire an expert from Zhijing Cave Heaven, so I had to use some resources to make a living here. ”
Looking at the bright lights in the distance, and then looking at the house here, it seems that the lights have been turned off long ago. There are many people meditating and practicing, but there are not many people who are actually studying alchemy and reading at night. Qingyun can't help but shake his head and laugh.
"Give me a drop of your blood."
"Um?"
The young man smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Just a drop of blood."
"Give!"
Fang Cihang didn't show any pretense, he just took a drop from his bloody face and gave it to Qingyun in a spiritual package.
"No!"
The next moment, Qingyun dropped his poisonous blood into his mouth without saying a word. Fang Cihang was so frightened that he turned pale, but it was too late to stop him.
"It doesn't matter."
The young man also smiled and shook his head. After a moment, he smacked his lips as if after recollection, and then smiled heartily:
"It's really poisonous."
"and you…"
"The poisonous tarsal bones and the severe pain corroding the heart are signs that the tarsal bones corrode the heart. The Fang family is in Jingzhou. Is it you or the Fang family that has offended the Demon Sect?"
"How do you know?!"
Although Fang Cihang only removed the bandage near his mouth, the young man could still guess the surprised expression from the disbelief in his eyes.
"Are you from the Demonic Sect?!"
Before he finished speaking, Fang Cihang jumped up and instantly took out a long wooden staff with a pointed round handle from his treasure bag, as if he planned to use this strange-shaped weapon to fight Qingyun.
"Brother Fang, just because I know Tarsal Bone Corrosion Heart Powder doesn't mean I'm a member of the Demon Sheng Sect, right?"
The young man spread his hands speechlessly, showing that he was not hostile, but this also meant that the other party had indeed provoked the Demon Sect.
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
This Fang Cihang's city was really not very deep. Qingyun easily won his trust with just a few words. He put away his weapons and said:
"Actually, this is not all Tarsus Erosion Heart Powder, but a new poison formed by mixing several other strange toxins. It just borrows the lethality of Tarsus Erosion Heart Powder."
"That's right, and I've never heard that Tarsus Heart Corrosion Powder can damage human skin to such an extent."
Qingyun also nodded, but Fang Cihang did not continue. Obviously, this may indeed involve some disputes between the Fang family and the Demonic Sect.
But what made him a little curious was that according to Fang Cihang, the Fang family and the Long family seemed to be just small families in the local city. It was great luck to have a relationship with Zhijing Dongtian.
Facing a behemoth like the Demon Sect, the other party said, not to mention the family, the entire Kuji City would be wiped out, so why use such despicable methods as poison?
Or did they just offend someone in the Demon Sect?
The young master was still speculating, but a light of hope gradually rose in Fang Cihang's eyes.
"Brother Qingyun, since you know the Tarsal Corrosion Heart Powder and you are not afraid of this poison, could it be that..."
"Haha, don't think about it, I don't have the antidote!"
When the conversation changed, the young man smiled again and said:
"I'm not afraid of this Tarsal Bone Erosion Heart Powder because I have practiced a profound poison skill. Although the Tarsal Bone Erosion Heart Powder is violent, I can dissolve it in my body as long as I spend some time, and I can also try to help you suppress it. The power of poison.”
"really?"
Looking at Fang Cihang who was bowing his head, the young man quickly picked him up and muttered:
"Hey, hey, don't get excited yet. I have to explain one thing, and you should know it yourself. Since it's called tarsus corroding the heart, I can only think of ways to make you less painful before the poison is completely detoxified."
After hearing this, Fang Cihang's eyes were filled with disappointment, but his answer gave Qingyun a new understanding of this person's character.
"I have long been accustomed to pain, but I can't die, because once I die, my wife will endure double the torture. As long as I can survive, even if I only live until she dies!"
"Brother Fang is so kind!"
Qingyun patted Fang Cihang on the shoulder, his eyes full of admiration.
Because of his emotional excitement and excessive talking, Fang Cihang's face, which was already covered with sores, started to ooze blood again, looking like a walking corpse, which clearly shows how vicious the person who assassinated him was.
After that, the two chatted for a while, but after seeing the other person's bandage oozing blood due to talking, Qingyun couldn't bear his suffering anymore, and after asking for another drop of blood, he returned to the dormitory with him.
It was only at the end that I realized that Fang Cihang and Yan Jiunai were the two people with the strongest cultivation in Jiangyun Cave and the highest attainments in alchemy.
Despite their low background, they have great perseverance and determination.
Maybe they will never be able to advance to the Concentrating Soul Realm in this life, but Yan Jiu has still condensed the eighth level of Yuan Shen's afterbirth, and Fang Cihang has the cultivation of the ninth level of Yuanhua Realm, and they can actually refine fifth-level human-level elixirs. .
However, Fang Cihang's main focus on drug production is very scientific, so he is not popular, and Yan Jiu, for some reason, is reluctant to take the theoretical exam to study in the Two Palaces or formally become a teacher.
So the two of them stayed together as neighbors for a long time, and eventually became the big demon king that everyone feared in Jiangyun Cave.
And it is not difficult to hear from Qingyun's voice in Fang Cihang's words that Zhijing Cave Sky seems to have clear water and shallow pools, but where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. He is even more dedicated to studying poisonous ways. Unless there is a noble person from heaven, otherwise he wants to be promoted. It’s really hard to reach the sky.
However, according to the young man's inner criticism, Youdao is a person who can wear a lot of flattery, but this bandage man can't do anything for a long time. In addition, with his upright character, he can be appreciated by the teacher. This is a ghost.
Qingyun also curiously asked why neither he nor Yan Jiu brought followers to escort him.
The reason given by Fang Cihang was that the price was too high. It was great luck for small sects and aristocratic families to get the quota. As for the quota for followers, they really couldn't afford it. Yan Jiu was very powerful and didn't need it. People protect.
This can't help but make the young master's perception of Long Pangui change a lot. After all, these were originally prepared for Long's poems. It can also be seen that the head of the Long family seems to really care about the poems.
The disciples' dormitory is very private. After closing the door, you can't hear what is said inside. When the young master comes back, you can only see the two girls seeming to be tugging at each other.
Vaguely, it seemed that Alian was tearing Long Fushi's clothes, which suddenly shocked Qingyun. He secretly thought, could it be that the little fox was suppressed by Long Fushi and started to rebel?
This frightened the young man so much that he quickly kicked the door open after taking out the jade token.
"Alien lives..."
Before he finished speaking, the scene in front of him turned him to stone on the spot, and then there was a scream that resounded through the clouds, causing the lights in the courtyard wall that had dimmed long ago to turn on again.
"Ahhhhh~"
It was seen that Long Fushi's upper body was almost only wearing a thin and light garment, but her delicate waist and abdomen were wrapped with a brocade silk, and Alian kept tightening it.
The sudden appearance of Qingyun was also frightening, so that Alian loosened her hands, and the brocade silk suddenly slipped. Naturally, the young man had a complete view of the flat plain dotted with two pink butterflies.
"Don't scream, Sister Fu Shi!"
The little fox had quick eyes and quick hands. He first covered Long Fushi's mouth, then waved his hand violently, and with the spiritual power of the sky, he slammed the door behind Qingyun shut, so that the time in the house would not be exposed and outsiders would be advantaged in vain.
After coming back to his senses, Qingyun quickly turned around with a red face and asked weakly:
"Alian, what are you doing?"
"I haven't asked you yet, Yun Lang! Why are you back so early? Also, why didn't you knock on the door before you came in?"
The little fox said angrily.
Although Long Fushi didn't say a word, the rustling sound of dressing made the charming scene just now linger in Qingyun's heart for a long time.
"I…"
The young master was immediately speechless by Alian's question, and thought to himself, if I want to enter my own room, do I have to knock on the door first?
But thinking of Long Fushi's crying appearance before, he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he had to say honestly:
"I thought you were bullying Fu Shi, Alian."
"What? Yunlang, you didn't take the wrong medicine, did you? I wouldn't dare to bully Sister Fu Shi even if I bully you! She is my iron rice bowl!"
"Well, I see you guys are messing around..."
Pfft~
"Okay, okay, turn around."
Qingyun let out a long sigh of relief when he heard that there seemed to be no cry in Long Fushi's laughter.
"What on earth are you doing?"
Looking at the brocade silk in Alian's hand, the young master asked curiously.
"Isn't this your fault?"
Ah Lian rolled her eyes at Qing Yun angrily, and then asked Long Fu Shi:
"Sister Fu Shi, are you still wearing something?"
"How can he wear this when he comes back?"
"What's the point? Sooner or later, you won't be his person?"
"Mei Lian! What are you talking about!"
Long Fushi patted the little fox shyly, which made Qingyun even more confused.
