"The fourth gentleman of the academy just now threw the casting furnace into Qingmingyuan." Qin Cai looked at Master Qin and said with a smile, "We can sit in the closed iron barrel and go down."
"A closed iron barrel?" Master Qin's eyes lit up, and he immediately frowned and said, "The poisonous miasma at the bottom of the Qingming Abyss is probably much stronger than the one above, so what if it goes down? Isn't it time to face the poisonous miasma? ?”
Qin Cai thought for a while and said: "Then we can build several completely closed armors and use ice for the eyes; for breathing... we can build a large closed iron room. Anyone who wants to ventilate can enter the room. If you encounter someone below, When there is a poison that is difficult to deal with, you can still take temporary refuge in the big iron house..."
"The method is very good, but it is too time-consuming." Master Qin shook his head. If Zhao Wangsun hadn't come just now, he might have adopted Qin Cai's method.
Now that Zhao Wangsun has entered Qingmingyuan, Master Qin is anxious.
“Too time consuming…”
Qin Cai was speechless for a moment. It would indeed take some time to create the things he just said.
In Qingmingyuan.
A large bronze furnace is falling rapidly, and the falling speed is getting faster and faster.
Chu Xiu's face turned pale as he was inside the furnace.
weightlessness!
"what happened?"
Chu Xiu was shocked. When he calmed down, his face immediately turned green.
"Isn't this stove falling?"
Chu Xiu was frightened. Only when he fell could he feel such a complete weightlessness.
At this moment, he felt like he was sitting in a rapidly falling elevator, completely losing his usual balance.
Between the lightning and flint.
The true energy in Chu Xiu's body poured out desperately, filling the furnace. His body was suspended under the furnace cover, and the bottom was filled with extremely rich true energy.
"what happened?"
Chu Xiu was shocked beyond words and extremely worried.
Outside the bronze furnace.
Zhao Wangsun stepped on the furnace lid, completely ignoring the thick poisonous miasma around him, with a smile on his lips, imagining the confused and panicked appearance of his junior brother inside the furnace.
"Master is too childish."
At the bottom of the Qingming Abyss.
Chen Changsheng raised his head slightly and looked at the bronze furnace that was falling rapidly and burning faintly. He stretched out his right hand and lifted it up slightly.
The wind blows, and the poisonous miasma gathers and rises.
The bronze furnace hit the gathering poisonous miasma, and the speed of its rapid fall changed slightly.
Zhao Wangsun, who was standing on the top of the stove, saw his master Chen Changsheng below, chuckled lightly, stepped lightly on the stove lid with his toes, and his whole body floated up and slowly landed.
boom!
Finally, the bronze furnace crashed into the ground, and the entire furnace body sank in.
"Tsk~, my junior brother probably fell hard now." Zhao Wangsun, who was standing next to Chen Changsheng, chuckled.
Chen Changsheng said leisurely: "Don't worry, he is still strong."
The stove lid is open.
Chen Changsheng and Zhao Wangsun both looked at Chu Xiu who was lying under the furnace with smiles on their faces.
Qi and blood are surging, the internal organs are shaking, and nausea comes one after another.
When Chu Xiu saw the smiling faces of Chen Changsheng and Zhao Wangsun through the furnace mouth, his eyes immediately turned red.
"You..." Chu Xiu was about to curse, but Zhao Wangsun interrupted.
"Junior brother, you can't beat Master." Zhao Wangsun reminded him kindly.
Chu Xiu's face froze, he gritted his teeth and sat up.
"What happened to us?" Chen Changsheng asked with a smile.
Chu Xiupi smiled but said, "You are very kind, especially Master. In the future, I will definitely respect Master well and die for you, Master."
Chen Changsheng: "..."
Send your sister the end.
Chu Xiu jumped out of the bronze furnace.
It was dark outside, like fog filling the sky, and like nightfall.
"The air is poisonous." Chu Xiu whispered, already feeling the poison permeating the air.
"Poison Miasma, we are at the bottom of Qingming Abyss at the moment, surrounded by poisonous miasma..." Zhao Wangsun briefly introduced the situation of the three of them.
"Qing Mingyuan...this is Wuzhou?" Chu Xiu opened his eyes wide. During the five years he lived in Shuzhou, he had learned about some situations in the nineteen states in the world.
Knowing that Qing Mingyuan is located in Wuzhou, it is a dangerous place full of poisonous miasma.
"Yes." Zhao Wangsun nodded, "Master said there is a treasure here that can help you resolve the cold poison."
Chu Xiu looked at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said: "Everything in the world usually grows and inhibits each other. This is the place where all kinds of poisons gather, and it is also the place where magical medicines are born."
Chu Xiu was thoughtful and thought of an old saying he heard in his previous life: Wherever poisonous snakes are found, there must be an antidote within seven steps.
"Go find your opportunity." Chen Changsheng said, "It's very dangerous here, don't be careless."
"Okay." Zhao Wangsun nodded, then turned and left, disappearing into the poisonous miasma.
His goal is clear: the Black Immortal Stone.
"What does my magic medicine look like?" Chu Xiu asked before leaving.
"The miracle medicine... naturally looks like a miracle medicine." Chen Changsheng replied with a smile.
Chu Xiu's face turned dark and he turned around and left.
Chen Changsheng smiled, and as his figure flashed, he left a trail of afterimages at the bottom of Qingming Abyss.
At the bottom of the abyss, there is no sun or moon.
Chu Xiu's eyesight has always been excellent, and he has long been able to see at night, but here, he can only see the scene within one foot clearly, and it will become cloudy and unclear any further away.
"The miasma is so strong..." Chu Xiu whispered. As he walked around, he could clearly feel the erosion of the miasma across his skin. If he hadn't been immune to all poisons, he would have been unable to move at all.
"According to Master, all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, so the magic medicine should be in the most poisonous place..."
Chu Xiu pondered, stopped, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the flow of the poisonous miasma.
Generally speaking, poisonous miasma should spread from thick places to shallow places, just like ink dropped into water will spread in all directions.
After feeling it for a moment, Chu Xiu stepped forward about ten feet and stopped again...
After walking around a few times and feeling carefully, he discovered something unusual.
"What's wrong is not spreading, but gathering." Chu Xiu whispered, raising his eyes to the right. The poisonous miasma permeating the air has been flowing slowly, and in front of the flow, the concentration is slightly higher, and the terrain is like Very gentle slope.
Following the direction of the flow, Chu Xiu walked slowly. As he discovered, the further he walked, the higher the concentration of the poisonous miasma, which made his vision more frustrated and his breathing became slightly less smooth.
Silently, he was running the half-book of exercises and mental techniques taught to him by Yiming, the sweeping monk. As soon as the poisonous miasma he inhaled entered his body, it was dissolved into poisonous Qi, which circulated non-stop in the Dantian, meridians, and many acupoints.
After walking another hundred feet, the poisonous miasma became extremely strong. Chu Xiu's sight was blocked within two feet, and his eyes were faintly sore. The poisonous miasma inhaled took more time to resolve.
His speed slowed down significantly.
"Is this one of my opportunities?" Chu Xiu whispered, with a flash of understanding in his eyes. If he wants to move forward, he must first adapt to the poisonous miasma.
He simply sat cross-legged and meditated on the spot, using all his strength to activate the half-volume of nameless mental techniques, absorb the poisonous miasma, and practice.
Another place.
Within the poisonous miasma.
Zhao Wangsun frowned.
He encountered a similar problem to Chu Xiu.
The poisonous miasma is too strong.
His body, like Chu Xiu, was immune to all poisons.
However, his immunity to all poisons is slightly different from Chu Xiu's immunity to all poisons.
Chu Xiu absorbed the poison and completely neutralized the poison while suppressing the cold poison in his body.
Zhao Wangsun did not absorb the poison. He had successfully forged himself and forged himself into one body.
When he breathes in, the poisonous miasma he inhales will be completely exhaled when he exhales.
If the poisonous miasma is compared to water, then it itself is waterproof cloth. When water drops on waterproof cloth, it will slide directly off without leaving any trace on the cloth.
But people need to breathe, at least Zhao Wangsun has not reached the state where he does not need to breathe.
The poisonous miasma around him became more and more dense, as if it had squeezed out the air, making Zhao Wangsun feel a little suffocated.
"Find a place, take a breath, and hold your breath for half an hour..." Zhao Wangsun did not continue moving forward. He did not understand the situation at the bottom of Qingming Abyss, and he had to maintain his peak condition.
With his strength, he can take a breath and hold it for half an hour without losing his strength.
Above Qingmingyuan.
Zhu Zhaodan, who was at the peak of Tongyou Realm, returned.
Behind him, there was also an enchanting woman whose figure was about to explode.
Duoya. Colorful scales.
