The night wind swept through the cemetery, and the sword light was invincible.
Zhao Zhengli held his long sword and waited quietly for the sound of drums and gongs to rush towards him. His sickly white complexion gave people the illusion of being blown down by the wind at any time. The Bi family sisters were extremely anxious at the side, fearing that he would make a slight mistake.
When there were lightning and sparks, the three of them immediately fought together, their true energy spread across the forest, and the aftermath was vast. Only then did the Bi sisters see clearly that the other two were masters. It was no wonder that the Taoist priest had stopped them two earlier. If the sisters came to It was estimated that I would be unable to catch two of the three moves.
The battle between the three was unpredictable, with countless afterimages from all directions. Zhao Zhengli gradually became passive from the beginning of stabilizing the two. It was not that they were both highly skilled, but that Zhao Zhengli was now corroded by poison in his body and had to mobilize his true energy to fight against the two masters. If his true energy is blocked internally and externally, he will naturally be overwhelmed.
At this moment, Gu Lan, the fourth protector of Tibet, recited a mantra and hit the drum hard, which resounded through the mountains and forests, and waves of true energy visible to the naked eye hit Taoist Master Zhao.
On the other side, the second protector Lafu Bolan also banged the Dharma gong and recited the "Six-Character Mantra" of the Holy Buddha "Om, Mah, Ni, Ba, Mi, Hum". The true energy transformed into the six-syllable Sanskrit, like a sharp blade. Cut through the air.
Taoist priest Zhao used all his strength to strike out with the 'Qingcheng Purple Yang Sword'. This was the customary sword technique used by the Taoist leader to teach him to hide in Tibet when committing crimes. It was valued for its domineering power and wide coverage, so it was very suitable for melee combat.
The collision of the three zhenqi was like a thunder, and there was a "bang". The zhenqi radiated in all directions, overwhelmingly knocking the three people back several meters. A few drops of sweat broke out rarely on Daochang Zhao's pale face.
He secretly thought, "What a shame!" He shouldn't have tried to refine the poison at this juncture. It was too late to regret it now. If he continued to worry about it, he might hate it, and he would have to stay with Xiao Dai for a long time.
He did not stop for a moment, gathering all his strength to fight against the enemy, allowing the poison in his body to spread to his internal organs. Facing Daoist Zhao who suddenly increased in strength, the two guardians thought he was using some forbidden secret technique. Even if they wanted to delay time, they could not stop him. Violent output.
The two Tubo Dharma protectors no longer held back. Gu Lan took several shots of the holy Buddha's "Modeng Palm" in succession. His strong palm force shot out into the void, making a loud noise when it landed on the grass, trees, earth and rocks, and then left deep palm prints.
Daochang Zhao used his strong energy to strike a palm at her, knocking the female protector back several feet. She was not idle even after retreating, using the magic drum to attack from a distance, and cooperated with the second protector in close combat. When the second protector was pushed back, he continued Holding the gong and shooting; assisting the female guardian to attack, the two cooperated from a distance, and the white-faced Taoist priest still had the upper hand.
After dozens of moves, the Taoist Master found the right opportunity to use the third Taoist's "Chongyang Jiuding Sword" and attached a "Fire Soul-Absorbing Finger". The two combined attacks directly penetrated the fourth protector Gu Lan's human skin drum. Gu Lan was so distressed that she went crazy. Zhao Zhengli ignored it and used his long sword to make another "Fearless Pill Technique" and "Transform Ten Thousands in One Way". The Qi of more than a thousand swords overlapped and merged into one sword to slash down. He only heard a "Puff" sound. The Fourth Protector, Gu Lan, stood split in half from head to toe, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, perhaps not feeling the pain yet.
Zhao Zhengli side-swiped Lafu Bolan, the second guardian behind him, without looking back. His movements were coherent and completed in one go. Xiao was frightened, and he moved in a panic to hold back the sword energy, which was dozens of meters long.
The sisters of the Bi family took the opportunity to draw their swords and stab them on the left and right sides. Seeing that the protector could not avoid it, he threw away his gong and threw several rosary beads. They fell to the ground and exploded into thick smoke. When the smoke dissipated, they disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, after Daozhang Zhao fought with all his strength, his body was obviously covered in black fog, adding a touch of foggy gray-black substance to his sickly white complexion, which was a sign that the poison had completely invaded the five internal organs.
The sisters of the Bi family panicked, thinking that Taoist Master Zhao was in danger, so they cried and said at a loss, "Tao, Taoist Master, it's all my fault... We are useless, and we can't help at the critical moment."
Apart from feeling a little dizzy and weak, Daochang Zhao had no other obvious symptoms. His handsome face, which was white and gray, squeezed out a smile: "Why haven't you two been found to be a crybaby before? Where is the vicious and cold spirit when we first met? I still like your aloofness."
Birou cried and laughed: "How long has it been, and you are still joking."
Biyu thought wisely and said: "This place is the closest to Emei. Let's go to the mountain to find the old Taoist Aunt Yunchan. She must have a solution with her great master's methods."
Birou also reacted: "Yes, yes! Let's rush there overnight!"
After making up their mind, the two sisters simply cleaned up the battlefield. Zhao Zhengli asked the two sisters to pick up Lafu Bolan's gong, and then buried Xiao Dai's long sword in front of his grave. As for Gu Lan's body, they did not dispose of it until the evening. Something to help with digestion.
After taking care of everything, he helped Daochang Zhao onto the carriage. He might have been pretending in the morning, but now he really needed help.
It was already early in the morning when we arrived at Emei. It was not that the journey was long, but that the Bi sisters had slowed down their journey to reduce the bumps. Zhao Zhengli did not see any improvement even after a night of nursing. Instead, the corners of his lips began to turn black.
When the female disciples of Emei learned that the handsome Taoist priest had come again, they were very unhappy for a moment. They all rushed to accompany the old Taoist nun to greet him. They were somewhat surprised when they saw his dark and sickly appearance. They had only been down the mountain for a few days, so how could they change their appearance? If they didn't take a closer look, they would have thought he was a demon cultivator.
Old Taoist Aunt Yun Chan took her pulse with her black staff and sighed: "The little Taoist Master is so courageous, he actually has the courage to refine the ten thousand corpse poison!"
The so-called 'Ten Thousand Corpse Poison' is the miasma collected from tens of thousands of corpses sealed and rotten, and then hundreds of poisonous insects are put into the corpses to kill each other. The winner is the Poison King. The Poison King is blended into the miasma and refined and dried together. Grinding it into powder, it became "Ten Thousand Corpse Poison".
The degree of this poison varies, depending on the level of refining the human realm. Sheng Luofeng, a descendant of Nanzhao, is originally at the pseudo-grandmaster level, and the poison refining is even higher than his own level. Thinking about how powerful this poison is, old Taoist Aunt Yun Chan sighed. He doesn't know how high the sky is.
Zhao Zhengli was not too surprised when he heard this. After all, he had experienced it personally these days. At first, he was sure to suppress it, but the battle of luck and power completely let go of the poison, which made it more serious.
He doesn't have too many regrets. If he is poisoned every day, he will have to face it sooner or later.
Before he could speak, the sisters of the Bi family took the lead and said anxiously: "Please help me save the Taoist priest. My sisters are willing to work as cows or horses as long as they can save the Taoist priest."
Old Taoist Aunt Yunchan waved her hand and signaled a few people to enter the mountain gate. She walked forward with a black staff and said: "There is no need to be a cow or a horse. The little Taoist is responsible for the poison of Shu. In addition, Qingcheng and I, Emei, are here." As for the relationship, the old lady will do her best."
With such an answer, the Bi sisters felt relieved, and Zhao Zhengli also clasped his fists in thanks.
The three of them lived in the last courtyard again, under the care of the sisters of the Bi family. Old Taoist Aunt Yunchan first used the great master's true energy to soothe the poison in his internal organs. Fortunately, not much poison spilled out, and it took a little time to trap Qi Ba.
After holding on for about a stick of incense, the white-haired Yun Chan Taoist Sister stopped her posture and gently wiped the wrinkles on her forehead. Zhao Zhengli's originally gray and morbid appearance became brighter.
Taoist Aunt Yunchan let him adjust his luck, then closed the door with his black staff and left. The Bi sisters sent her outside the hospital.
Around noon, the old Taoist nun Yunchan came back again, and there was a monk with her. He was as skinny as a stick, wearing a gray monk's robe, and twisting Buddhist beads in his hand. According to the Taoist nun Yunchan, the monk was a Zen Zen practitioner at Heishui Temple on the top of the mountain in Emei. Abbot Huicong.
The skinny abbot Huicong first performed a Buddhist ritual, and then explained his purpose. He said that there was a way to alleviate the poisonous poison, which was to "refine the oil from raw tea and mix it with sulfur for soaking. The raw tea oil has the ability to remove poison, and the sulfur happens to exorcise evil spirits." Insecticide, poison and other miraculous effects.”
Upon hearing this, the sisters of the Bi family hurriedly followed the instructions, and the Emei female disciples also helped to find wooden barrels, raw tea, and the remaining sulfur left over from the Jingzhe insect repellent. In the middle of the afternoon, they boiled a bucket of sulfur water with tea oil floating in it.
Zhao Zhengli's complexion was normal by then, but the pungent smell of sulfur permeated the entire yard. Despite the coercion and inducement of the Bi sisters, he still soaked in the bucket.
The water temperature is moderate, and the floating camellia oil covers up part of the sulfur smell. Daochang Zhao soaks it up to his neck and adjusts his luck. The energy all over his body is like a divine help, suppressing the poison to the point where it can be manipulated and analyzed at will.
This is because the amount of poison spilled is small, and the camellia oil and sulfur are suppressed by quantity. If all the sealed poison is released, no matter how much tea oil or sulfur is, it will not help. He gradually immersed himself in selfless refining, using his true energy to conquer and eat away bit by bit.
The Bi sisters outside the yard didn't know what was going on. After more than an hour, they didn't hear any sound. They began to pace back and forth anxiously. After another half an hour, the two sisters exchanged sounds outside the house several times, but there was still no response. Biyu was impatient. Nai pushed the door open, and what he saw was a half-naked Zhao Zheng standing in a half-floating bucket. The yellow water was boiling, tea oil covered his body, and his true energy was surrounded by wisps of refining black mist.
The scene was so fantasy and magical that Biyu even ignored that she was peeping at the man's exquisite body. The streamlined and muscular body coupled with the fair and handsome appearance made her head spin.
It was Birou who quickly closed the door and teased her with a smile: "My eyes are popping out, be careful of needle eyes!"
Biyu still didn't finish her meaning and said: "Let's see if a piece of meat won't fall off. The worst is, just let him see it again!"
His tone was obviously weak and weak, and his red cheeks revealed his guilty conscience.
Birou pretended to be a threat: "Okay! I will talk to the Taoist priest later. If someone peeks, I can feel confident."
Biyu seemed to want to pull her sisters into the water together: "Huh! You haven't glanced at it for a long time. Don't think I didn't see it."
"..."
The two women were silent.
Now that they knew the situation, the two of them no longer worried, knowing that Zhao Zhengli was in a critical period of resisting the poison.
After a while, several female disciples from Emei came to ask about their needs at the request of Taoist monk Yun Chan. The two sisters thanked them politely and then continued to guard the courtyard.
At about midnight in the afternoon, the closed door creaked open, and a fair-skinned young man in a plain shirt stepped out of the door with a high-spirited look. It was Taoist Master Zhao with a white face.
The two sisters looked around, tacitly agreeing not to mention the 'peeping' process: "Did you refine Taoist Poison?"
He smiled, showing the confident smile that the two sisters were familiar with, and stretched out his index finger, a dark fingertip with a trace of black mist: "It's not easy. It's only 120% refined, but I finally found a way to restrain it. I refined it thoroughly. It’s just a matter of time.”
The sisters of the Bi family asked doubtfully: "After refining, can it be forced out of the body and completely eradicated?"
Daochang Zhao looked at his index finger meaningfully, then injected his energy and hit the door frame with his finger, leaving a black fingerprint, which made the two sisters' hearts skip a beat: "Gu... Gu poison?"
"Although it can't be forced out of the body, it can be refined and concentrated in one finger to become a killing weapon. It's all a blessing in disguise. It's not obvious at the moment. If it's all refined, it will definitely bring surprises!"
The two sisters were not only happy for him; they were also happy for him, even more excited than they were when they broke through to the Little Grandmaster realm.
Old Taoist Sister Yun Chan came over with a black staff: "Congratulations to the little Taoist Priest for this blessing in disguise!"
Zhao Zhengli bowed his hands and thanked him. This time he was indebted to Emei, and the Bi sisters also bowed sincerely to thank him.
Old Taoist Aunt Yun Chan waved her hand: "There is still a three-inch gap between cause and effect, and people do not know reincarnation to save the world. As a monk, it is true to be grateful for all things, but you must also relax everything, otherwise how can you make progress on the retrograde road?"
Young Daozhang Zhao felt enlightened and saluted again, but it was not as heavy as before.
Old Taoist Aunt Yunchan nodded with satisfaction and said: "The little Taoist Priest is one of the outstanding young people from Shu. Now he can come to Beijing for the monks from Shu. Old Taoist Aunt is deeply gratified and has nothing to give. I will make the decision on my own, please." Once you enter the Emei Cave along the trail, it’s up to you how you want to be blessed.”
Taoist priest Zhao paused and his eyes widened in disbelief. Emei Cave is the seventh immortal cave in the Thirty-six Small Cave Heavens. Although there is the "Baoxian Cave" in Qingcheng Mountain, one of the top ten caves, it is more powerful than Emei Cave in the Thirty-Six Small Cave Heavens. Cave, but this is also an undoubted fairy cave. If there is a fairy cave, it will naturally lead to immortality. Now the head of Emei invites him to take a look, which is no less than opening up the treasure house of martial arts for people to browse.
It’s just that the supreme treasure house here requires opportunity.
The head of Emei, Old Taoist Aunt Yunchan, nodded again, acknowledging that he heard correctly.
