The gate of Jiu Chi Taoist Temple opened, and bursts of rising black energy suddenly appeared in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.
This is where the conditioning key comes into play.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that his ability to master the conditioning tips that he thought required diligent practice in the past was rapidly improving.
Unknowingly, he seemed to have met Dr. Ren's standards for the treatment plan.
Zhang Xuezhou looked away and saw a young man stepping on the ground outside the gate of Jiuchi Taoist Temple, holding one person in each hand.
The young man has tall sword eyebrows, handsome appearance, and a tall body. He carries a dark long bow on his back, and his blue sleeves are fluttering, as if someone is constantly fanning beside him while filming a movie.
It's just that the young man's hair is messy and he's constantly suffocating, which makes him look a little embarrassed that doesn't match his temperament.
There was no black air rising from the young man's body, but the person he was holding on his left and right hands continued to emit bursts of black air, with heavy breathing and black saliva flowing out continuously. The two people were shaking, obviously in the pain of illness. middle.
"I am Li Jiao from Feiyu Army, where is Taoist Master Zhao?"
The door of the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple opened, and it was not the lonely Taoist Master Kong who welcomed the guests.
Li Jiao looked at the young man who opened the door and felt something was wrong.
As a person who wanders among many forces, the other party is very discerning. As long as he tells his name, he will definitely greet him personally.
And now a strange young man opened the door, which could only prove one thing.
"Master went out and hasn't come back yet!"
Zhang Xuezhou responded, and Li Jiao's guess was completely verified.
His fingers were slightly cold, and his heart was filled with sadness.
In his left and right hands, two strong men in iron armor were dripping with black saliva, and the blood vessels on their necks and arms showed a faint golden color.
"Sir, our fate is like this, you don't have to be sad for us!"
A middle-aged man raised his head slightly and muttered something in a low voice.
"It's a pity that I didn't take the head of the Golden Toad Dharma King in one risky attempt!"
Another middle-aged man also whispered.
There was no fear in their tone, and the pain in their eyes was mixed with the calmness in their eyes. They seemed to have accepted the fact that their lives were not guaranteed.
"Has Taoist Priest Zhao left any antidote in this Taoist temple?"
Li Jiao glanced at the lonely people in the Taoist temple who were hesitant to leave, and then looked at Zhang Xuezhou, looking for the last glimmer of hope.
"I have only been accepted by the master for a few days, and there are many things that I have not understood yet." Zhang Xuezhou cupped his fists and said, "If the guest can identify the elixir, you can search for it in the temple!"
Because Zhang Zhong was once the captain of the Feiyu Army, Zhang Xuezhou had a good impression of the Feiyu Army.
He did not stop him, and extended his hand to signal Li Jiao and others to enter the temple to find a way to save themselves.
If you need to discuss your illness, there is also a lonely person in Jiuchi Taoist Temple who has also been poisoned by golden toad, and you can communicate with each other among the patients.
"Rogue cultivator Zhong Rang has met the general!"
Li Jiao did not hesitate to refuse. As soon as Zhang Xuezhou's invitation was opened, Li Jiao led the people into the Taoist temple.
He glanced at Lonely Sanren, who immediately stepped forward and saluted.
"To be honest, General, Zhong Rang was also poisoned by the golden toad poison. It was the three-insect and three-flower secret elixir that came to find fellow Taoist Kong Kong to detoxify him. It's a pity..."
Lonely and scattered people cupped their hands.
Compared with the good qualities of being courteous, courteous and orderly, Lonely Sanren certainly pays more attention to life-related matters.
Without life, no matter how beautiful your qualities are, they will be of no use.
If there was an antidote to the poison in the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple, Lonely San people would have taken it for themselves, and it would not be Li Jiao and others' turn to look for it.
"You were also poisoned by golden toad poison?"
Li Jiao was surprised.
He pursed his lips, feeling that today's events would not end well.
"The Golden Toad Dharma King has a god-grandson named the Jinbao Demon King. I had some issues with him, and he was accidentally injured during a sparring match!"
Lonely Sanren gave a simple explanation.
He stared at the two severely injured generals in front of him, and couldn't help but pursed his lips with emotion.
The physiques of martial arts practitioners and magic practitioners are completely different. If he had been poisoned by the golden toad poison of these two generals, he would have been paralyzed by then and would have died within an hour and a half.
But no matter how strong your physique is, you can't overcome the huge differences in cultivation levels.
The ranks of these two generals are similar to his. Although martial arts practitioners have a certain advantage in attacking and killing those who practice magic, once they fall into the control of magic practitioners, the situation will completely change.
He could vaguely guess the general relationship between the two sides' fight.
"I see!"
Li Jiao nodded.
He gently placed two strong men in iron armor next to the stone bench of the Taoist temple, then stretched out his hand to lift, and his fluttering blue sleeves stopped flowing.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that Li Jiao's tall body shrank slightly, and then he was ten centimeters shorter.
Only then did he notice that Li Jiao's feet seemed to have left the ground.
This is a bit like the floating flight mentioned by lonely people.
Although Li Jiao is only ten centimeters above the ground, if he can keep moving forward at this height, this is flying.
Moreover, Li Jiao was running with two strong men, which would inevitably affect the flying height.
Zhang Xuezhou was extremely envious for a moment.
He watched Li Jiao enter the Taoist temple and search around, and felt that everything he saw in the past two days was very human.
"If I, like Duan Yu, eat red clams, and have the good luck to meet the immortal relics and learn peerless martial arts, and then practice peerless martial arts..."
Zhang Xuezhou had a flash of delusion in his mind, and then quickly stopped this crazy thought.
The derivation of his dream world is already messy enough, and if he thinks about some random products, it is likely to induce even more bizarre things.
Moreover, his current goal is to get out of trouble in the cracks, and then inform Zhang Zhong and others about many things to see what kind of response Zhangjiazhuang will make. As for the rest, Zhang Xuezhou cannot and cannot control it.
At this time, his eyes were looking back and forth at Li Jiao.
If there is no special connection, Li Jiao is the person he borrows from, and he is also the one who can get rid of the embarrassing status in the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple. Even if the empty Taoist accuses him of not returning to the Jiu Chi Taoist Temple, there will not be a big problem.
As for Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation, no matter how fast he practiced, Zhang Xuezhou was still an imbecile in the eyes of these great practitioners.
Zhang Xuezhou keeps thinking about the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Curse" just because after entering the country, he can avoid the invasion of ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants, giving him a little more ability to survive when he loses consciousness, and the continuous practice and seeking will also swallow him up. The hidden dangers caused by the flesh and blood of the Holy Son are eliminated.
Apart from this, Zhang Xuezhou's practice has no other special uses.
If he wants to wait two days to leave here with his parents safely, he can only do this.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the sky and saw the setting sun like blood. It was not far from the time for him to return to reality.
"Sir, I've cooked some gruel here. If I can't find the antidote to the poison, I might as well swallow some food by force. This will also increase my strength to resist the golden toad poison!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought about ways to involve the relationship, and then said some words of goodwill.
His words shocked Lonely Sanren Zhong Rang.
If you drink meat porridge, you can resist the poison of golden toad, and there will be no poison that is difficult to cure in the world.
"That's fine!"
What made Lonely Sanren even more astonished was that in just a few seconds, Li Jiao, who had been unable to find the elixir, actually agreed to this suggestion.
"The Taoist Master told me that famous teachers will produce great disciples, but I haven't even asked my little brother for his name!"
Li Jiao returned the favor with cupped fists.
Of course he knew that drinking porridge could not detoxify him.
But at present, except for this useless method, he is really weak and has difficulty in successfully treating the two generals Zhao Mu and Zhou Cang.
Emergency medical treatment was a waste of time. Before the two generals were on the verge of death, he had to make some attempts.
"It's a pity that I don't know the pattern of the outbreak of golden toad poison. Otherwise, I should be able to rely on Taiqingzhen to suppress the poison for the two generals until you regain body control and actively suppress the golden toad poison in your body and return to the north for healing!"
Li Jiao sighed sadly.
He lifted up his sleeves, and on his wrists, three golden raised veins were equally eye-catching.
But unlike the two generals, he was able to control his own body and temporarily suppress the poison in several places, preventing the poisonous injuries from breaking out and becoming unmanageable.
