Most of this kind of elixir can only be found in ancient books, so it is hard to find at a high price.
He Nanshan naturally knew that his master cherished him. Even after many years, they were still their original master and disciple.
Lu Shanling took his tea cup away again and quickly brought two cups. The steam was rising, and Lu Shanling also sat down beside him, gently rubbing the acupuncture points on his arms.
"Is it important to travel for such a long time?" Lu Shanling pondered for a moment and asked sideways under the light of the oil lamp.
He Nanshan lowered his head and moved his chin: "The most discussed thing now is the blood mist in the lower world."
Lu Shanling quickly thought of Bai Wuque, who had left not long ago, and snorted softly.
He Nanshan thought that the master was dismissive of this, so he said with a smile: "It seems that the master already understands this?"
Lu Shanling was stunned for a moment and soon realized that He Nanshan Club had made a mistake. He shook his head and said: "Your master is not that powerful yet. Across a vast land, you can solve the crisis without leaving home."
"It's just..." He raised his head and looked at the simple roof, "I'm really worried about leaving the people of the lower world to your senior brother."
"Senior brother?" He Nanshan's body stagnated slightly when he heard these three words.
"It was a coincidence of yours. Just as he was walking away, you were coming with your heels. Looking at Tingzhou, I haven't had much leisure these days." Lu Shanling said lightly.
Bai Wuque was a few years older than He Nanshan, but his accomplishments in refining medicine were far inferior to that of his junior brother. Bai Wuque has not been able to pass the Xuan Hui test so far. In addition to his talent, it is also related to his character.
The most important thing for a pharmacist is to avoid fighting and winning. Once the mind is not right, the refining medicine will be out of balance, which is naturally contrary to these principles of regulating all things and neutralizing nature.
"It's a pity...he still hasn't understood it until now." Lu Shanling sighed.
He Nanshan didn't answer. He knew that he didn't need to comment on his senior brother at this time.
"As for the blood mist, Master, do you want to go down and take a look?" He thought for a while and returned to the original topic.
The lights flickered slightly, and there was wind blowing outside. The bamboo hat hanging on the wall patted the wall gently, making a tapping sound.
"...I haven't walked around the lower realm for many years, and I still don't want to." Lu Shanling replied almost quickly, "But you can go down there once. I don't like the excitement, but you are young, so it would be good to make more friends."
"What are you talking about?" He Nanshan joked, "Master, you are still in your prime, so you should go out and do some activities."
"You don't have to persuade me. I feel weak when I think of those guys going down too." Lu Shanling glanced sideways at He Nanshan's face, "There should be some movement in Yifangtian. After all, there's a big fuss down there."
He Nanshan nodded: "Master knows things like a god. In the past few days, there have been many familiar faces, and many seniors have returned."
"The last thing I want to see are those guys. We don't get along with each other, and I don't like to force it." Lu Shanling frowned in disgust and wanted to touch his wooden stick, but found that it had been placed by the door.
He Nanshan smiled. He stopped trying to persuade his master because although his temperament seemed laid-back, he was actually very stubborn.
The two started chatting. He Nanshan planned to stay here for a few days, and then go to the lower world to see the situation. Lu Shanling asked him to be careful along the way, but had no other entrustment and moved to other topics.
As the night wore on, He Nanshan saw that the time was almost up, so he went to find a well-sealed can of water in the box over there and brought it to Lu Shanling.
This is Master's biggest secret. He Nanshan's expression gradually became serious, and at the same time Lu Shanling also lifted half of his clothes, revealing a faint blue blood stain on the back of his neck.
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For several days, the blood mist in the lower world became thicker and thicker. Gradually, people in various places began to suffer from different symptoms, mainly physical weakness. In some places, elderly people died in collective sleep.
Panic gradually accumulates as the blood mist, and as the effects of the blood mist appear one after another, the people in the lower world are panicked and the people are at a loss.
The sky is filled with red mist, as if you are in the sea of blood of Yama. What has gradually increased in the past few days is the wandering ghost crying at night.
At the same time, the only commendable news spread equally quickly. In return, the entire lower world now learned that under the development of Bai Wuque, the Lichou Pill antidote was successfully born. As a member of the Jiuche Xiaoying group who suffers from drug addiction, it is undoubtedly a path to abandon the darkness and turn to the light.
The medicine was quickly supplied to Zhaosui Mingbang, and was personally escorted by Murong City Lord. For those who wished to surrender, they prepared all the elixirs to help them become the right path.
Over the past few days, Fu Yunge has made rapid progress in rubbing Yunzhang under the guidance of Yi Poinsettia. Panhuan Zhaozui Mingbang had been waiting for a few days, and everyone adjusted their breaths, basically returning to their normal state.
Looking at the huge blood mist surrounding the mountains, everyone felt depressed every day. Those with weak cultivation levels are already feeling dizzy and weak. If they continue to stay here, the situation may not be optimistic.
In the early morning, Fu Yunge found a poinsettia. After a brief discussion, they both agreed that it must be moved as soon as possible.
"There are so many people here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave at once." Poinsettia's face softened slightly, and his eyes rested on the rows of makeshift tents.
Fu Yunge is not unaware of the difficulties involved. However, the situation in various places is changing rapidly now. They should take advantage of this opportunity and act as soon as possible.
Gongsun Tan quickly came with several people from the three religions, also to discuss the relocation.
"According to the news from Zhou Fang Yucheng, they have sent people to explore the dispersion point of the blood mist." With a serious face, he revealed to the two of them, "Old Sin Mingbang is close to the source and will undoubtedly bear the brunt."
"Master and I are also discussing this matter." Fu Yunge got straight to the point, "Now that Jiuche Xiaoying has been included, we should also find a way to retreat."
Gongsun Tan said "Huh", and the three of them were also aware of the predicament at hand.
"It's better to use Zhaofeng Mingyi as a transit point and retreat point-to-point." Gongsun Tan thought for a while and expressed his thoughts, "I will contact Lord Murong right now and ask them to make arrangements."
Through the hazy red mist, Poinsettia looked into the distance, but did not quickly agree with Gongsun Tan's idea.
He closed his eyes and thought about the terrain of the lower world, then quickly opened his eyes and said to the two of them: "Going to Zhaofeng Mingyi... is not the best choice."
Fu Yunge and Gongsun Tan looked at him at the same time. When Poinsettia said this, she seemed to be confident.
"Now that the situation is like this, what we have to do is not to simply retreat, but to mobilize our troops according to the current situation." Poinsettia held on to a tree trunk and raised its other hand to gesture in the air.
