The blood mist originates from the underground. It is caused by the blood being tortured by the extremely yin earth energy, and mixed with the resentment of the undead mixed in the blood, forming such a thorny and huge crisis.
Due to the accumulation of resentment, it is difficult for this mist to move with the wind. To use an analogy, it is like a claw that stretches out in all directions without being disturbed. Once they invade a certain place, they will feed on the vitality of the living people there, thus cannibalizing the lives of countless people.
The blood mist itself is toxic, but not very toxic. If we want to truly curb the blood mist, we need to treat it from its origin.
"The mask you made earlier should be of the same origin as my junior brother's point of view." Bai Wuque sighed quietly beside him, "But he is more bold. Focusing on the core, he wants to directly match it with a magical medicine that can be widely used to dispel the blood mist. ."
Fu Yunge felt terrified. Where does so much blood come from? Jiuche Xiaoying's plan was indeed grand, but he didn't expect that so many innocent people had died behind them.
Thinking of this, he felt angry and helpless.
But now is not the time for impatience. They need to gather effective forces as soon as possible, and there is no time for him to be frustrated and timid.
Beside him, Tumi and Bai Wuque had already exchanged views with each other.
He Nanshan's method undoubtedly hits the mark and is very wise. It is extremely important to abandon the outside world and directly grasp the source, and decisively start trying the most basic herbs.
He Nanshan is more like a decision-maker who controls pharmacology than a doctor.
It's just a pity...the hero's soul has passed away, leaving only this half of the unfinished record, which makes people sigh with regret.
Bai Wuque coughed a few times, and his eyes quickly changed.
"Are you saying...this method can't cure the blood mist?" He turned his face and asked calmly.
Tumi removed his eyes from the cloth and nodded seriously: "Because, this method is just to dispel the blood mist and let the bad guys inside that can stick to the spirit run away, isn't it?"
"That's true." Bai Wuque said matter-of-factly.
After hearing what Tumi said, Fu Yunge also thought of the scenery they saw when they came here. Although the blood mist is light, it still cannot be eradicated, it only weakens the influence of the blood mist.
"Then do you have any good insights?" He raised his hand to fan the heat from the small pot and turned to ask.
Tumi handed the cloth back to him, tilted his head and thought seriously: "Hmm... Actually, your junior brother may not have thought that there is one thing missing from this half-finished prescription."
"Why don't you talk about it?" Bai Wuque didn't show his original competitive look, and still looked calm.
Fu Yunge watched his changes from the side and thought that Leader Bai was indeed in a different state of mind.
But he still didn't understand the content of the discussion between the two. After listening to it for a while, I felt as if there were bugs crawling in my mind.
Suddenly, at this moment, a hand from behind tapped his shoulder.
Looking back, he saw senior Lang Chenyan waving to him.
Worried that it was boring here, Fu Yunge immediately turned around and followed Lang Chenyan out of the cave. Looking out at the misty gray sky, he took a few deep breaths.
"It's quite stuffy inside, come out for some air." Lang Chenyan walked in front, stretching his arms and shaking his head, "Looking at you there, you're about to fall asleep."
Fu Yunge kicked away a few stray leaves, still wet with dew. He smiled and said: "Senior still knows me better."
Tumi and Bai Wuque were still discussing inside, and they started talking casually outside. They mainly talked about how to survive, and each was surprised by the other's thrilling journey.
At the end of the sentence, the two sighed at the same time and smiled at each other.
"Senior, do you sometimes blame me?" Fu Yunge looked up at the sky, "You could obviously stay in the snowy desert safely, but now you have almost died several times, and you have only a few days of leisure to live."
"...No." Lang Chenyan raised the corner of his mouth without thinking, "I have lived long enough, and there is no fear of death. Now...it's good."
Recalling the indifferent figure I saw in Xue Mo at first, it has become more and more friendly now. Fu Yunge smiled peacefully and stopped talking.
"But..." Suddenly, Lang Chenyan changed the topic and turned his gaze back to Fu Yunge's face, "You have made great progress during this period."
His judgment came from the moment of fighting in the woods just now.
In just a few days since they were separated from Shuanggan Town that day, Fu Yunge's internal strength has grown by leaps and bounds, which is very different from what he was before.
And...accompanying his action, there seemed to be a strange fire.
"Where does this power... come from?" He condensed his question into one sentence and asked simply.
Fu Yunge scratched his head, thought about it, and felt that there was no need to hide anything from his senior. Just like that, he told the story about how he and Tumi discovered and took Suzaku Taisui.
After hearing this, Lang Chenyan pondered for a long time.
"Senior...?" Fu Yunge couldn't help but feel strange when he saw his frown.
A cool breeze blew by. Lang Chenyan suddenly came back to his senses and turned his attention back to Fu Yunge.
"Well... that's good." Lang Chenyan nodded silently, "It's just that something is wrong."
Fu Yunge was very curious: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
Lang Chenyan hesitated for a moment, clarified his thoughts in his mind, and slowly explained to him: "I have heard of this treasure before. But it usually does not appear in such shallow layers as the forest."
When Fu Yunge heard this, he immediately understood what Lang Chenyan meant and was shuddered.
"According to my previous understanding, this thing usually appears in extremely deep rock formations. It is because it can be found in the most dangerous and secret places, so it is very precious." Lang Chenyan's face remained calm, but there was difficulty in his eyes. Cover up that overwhelming hesitation.
"Senior, what do you mean... was someone deliberately buried there?" Fu Yunge followed his train of thought and came to a surprising conclusion.
Lang Chenyan looked at him and nodded seriously.
Fu Yunge seemed to feel a chill suddenly, spreading from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Who is the person who can bury a Suzaku Tai Sui? But he and Tumi accidentally touched something that they shouldn't have touched.
Now that I think about taking such a rare treasure, I feel a little scared. If this gets involved with some extremely difficult force, I'm afraid it will be difficult to let it go.
Thinking like this, Fu Yunge's face became a little ugly.
Seeing this, Lang Chenyan stepped forward and patted his shoulder to express relief.
"The matter has come to this, adapt to circumstances." He instructed calmly, "Besides, getting such a rare treasure, how can there be no test. Just be more open-minded."
