"If you really want to save him, I have no objection. But as the saying goes, if you use money to do things for others, you can't do it with empty hands. The money promised by others is also unaccounted for. I still hope to rely on this money to make a return. What should I do if I marry a wife in my hometown?"
The man who was knocked off the cliff by the flute had already grasped the unexpected rocks and jumped up. He landed firmly on the cliff, tiptoeing to the ground, as light and swift as a mountain ape. At this moment, he raised the corner of his mouth and spoke to the Poison Master who was not far away.
The black-robed Poison Lord seemed to have guessed that this man was troublesome, but he still couldn't help but be suspicious.
At first glance, this person is dressed as a military general. There are many extremely beautiful people in the world. He has been cultivating alone for ten or even decades. As soon as he came out of the mountain, he caused shock in the cultivating world. It can be seen that this man is not very old, and his body is not very tall, but in the muscles of his arms that seem to be flowing like water, you can see the inner strength and momentum, which is as huge as a peak.
However, who is Poison Lord? Even if he is the most outstanding person, with his weird and tortuous temperament, I am afraid he will not give in to others.
"Do you think that because I am wounded by a sword, I have to surrender to you? Besides, I can probably see through a few percent of the way you rely on cultivation. Although it is considered a stumbling block, I want to protect the life of that fat man. , it’s as easy as turning the palm of your hand." Although Poison Master was covered in black robes and his expression was invisible, you could still hear a hint of ridicule in these words.
So what if Wu Shuang was hit hard with a halberd, or if he blocked a hanging flute waterfall lightly, he had to ask when and who would take the fat man's big head, and it was not anyone else's turn to take his place.
The man sighed, picked up the black spurge not far away, and said with a wry smile, "It seems that things are going to be difficult to resolve today. Lord Poison is so aggressive, so I have no choice but to boldly ask for some advice, so that I can grow old one day." , and there is still an old problem of drinking and bragging with the descendants." The man was very angry and muttered, "Too bad, I will definitely find that adult to comment later, at least I will give you more money."
When the man lifted the halberd, Du Zun did not make a move to stop him. Instead, he lowered his hands quietly and watched as the man picked up the halberd and slowly stood still without saying a word.
"Senior, please give me some advice." The man handed over his hand.
The next moment, the sound of the euphorbia breaking through the air sounded together with the sound of the flute, resounding up and down Nangong Mountain.
On the mountain, the slightly fat junior brother and the senior brother who were taking a nap frowned. Although the master has returned, there is no good flesh left on his body. He was first cut by the cicada's wings, and then poured into his body with fierce poison. It was difficult to protect the big hole due to forced luck, and the poisonous gas penetrated into his heart, so that his face was a little scratched. Purple green. This kind of injury made the senior brother, who was unfazed by the mountain collapse, feel a little trembling when he looked at it.
Not to mention that there is a bright blood hole in the middle of the chest, which is more and more shocking and makes people feel cold all over. Fortunately, for some unknown reason, the wound had stopped bleeding, and this allowed the two brothers to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Senior brother, we have exhausted all the methods in the mountain. Although the bleeding from the wound has stopped, the poison in Master's body is too strong and cannot be removed by any of the elixirs in the sect. What should we do?" said the slightly fat man. The alchemist's brows seemed to have never relaxed throughout the day, and were always tightly knitted into a knot.
All the elixirs from the mountain had been moved out long ago, but Wu Shuang's pulse was weak now. Even if he forced it into his mouth and could not move his Qi on his own, it would not help. On the contrary, the overbearing spiritual energy in the elixirs could easily damage the meridians and acupoints. Therefore, the two of them were helpless and had to stand aside anxiously, but they could not find a way.
The eldest brother's expression was also extremely grim, and he said in a deep voice, "As of now, there really are no ways to deal with it. The Alluring Cicada is one of the most bizarre and devious poisons in the world. If anyone in the world can solve it, it's probably the few people on the top of the mountain who can deal with it. The only one who has the upper hand is the poisonous master in black robe." After saying these words, the senior brother immediately sighed deeply, "But judging from the previous life-and-death battles, Master and he may have had a grudge for a long time, although he did not know why he came to save him. I'm sorry, Master, but if you ask for something to detoxify you again, I'm afraid you'll never come back, let alone help our Master detoxify."
"But the two people outside are fighting fiercely. Whether Master can survive until then is still a matter of discussion. How can we afford to delay it?" The slightly fat Alchemist was anxious and took out the square dial with a sad expression. "It's clear on the dial." It is said that this is just a small evil in the Du family, but at the moment it is clear that his life is in danger and it is bad luck."
After saying that, he grabbed the Qimen Dial and smashed it on the ground.
"Junior brother, the magic of Qi Men Dun Jia has endless wonderful uses. Unfortunately, too many chapters have been lost for a long time. Even the elders who have been in Taoism for decades can hardly say that they can avoid all disasters. There will always be unpredictable times. Don't You must act like this." The senior brother said solemnly, with a hint of sullenness in his tone.
"If it's really impossible, I can only go out of the mountain gate again. If I can help the poisonous master control the enemy, maybe there is still room for change." Regardless of the fact that the poison in the body has not been eliminated, the scholar stood up and walked out. Go.
"Junior brother, don't try to dissuade me. You and I are both master's disciples. If outsiders come to bully us, master will step in for the disciples. When it is the master's turn to take the lead, there is no reason for the disciples to stand by and watch. There is no need to worry. Senior brother hasn't settled the game with you yet, the final score is the winner." The scholar said gently, picked up an old book from the table, and put it on his waist.
From the beginning to the end, his junior brother never said a single word, and he knew it in his heart. Most of those who practice Qi Men Dun Jia cherish their lives very much. Many people who are proficient in Qi Men Dun Jia, in order to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, avoid all kinds of matters that may harm their wealth and life, for fear of putting their own lives in danger. What's more, Wu Shuang has not returned to the mountain for many years, so there are only a few idle servants in the mountain who clean the main hall of the mountain gate. Moreover, these two brothers stick to the mountain. Can he, the senior brother, see many of their daily actions? inside.
He turned to leave, but heard the junior brother behind him speak.
"That being said. I should go with my senior brother. Even though my level is quite low, Zhuang Zhuang's momentum is also very good. If my two disciples don't show up, word will spread in the future that there are people in Nangong Mountain. You are a soft persimmon, and I am not the only one who has lost face."
Senior Brother Gao Zhuang, who was dressed as a scholar, was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said: "God knows where you learned the quack tone from. It does sound good, at least it has a bit of Master's rhetorical spirit. However, although it is a good thing to be arrogant, don't do it. If you want to lose your life for no reason, if you really want to contribute, then just go and manage the mountain-protecting formation. Senior brother will take this intention with you."
Stepping out of the mountain gate, the scholar took a deep breath, but the corners of his mouth raised higher and higher.
Even if Junior Brother is usually a bit lazy and lazy, today he is really talented.
"Two disciples from Nangongshan have come to ask you for advice."
