With a thought in Chen Haoran's mind, the Heavenly Escape Divine Sword flew by and immediately crippled Yan Jing's legs. Not only that, but also crippled his left arm.
Then, he walked over to Yan Jing who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hand and groped around on his body.
He didn't see the storage ring on Yan Jing's severed hand just now. Sure enough, he found a storage ring in his arms.
The magic power was blocked and could not be mobilized, but it did not affect his consciousness. As his consciousness swept through the storage ring, he found some bottles and jars, took them out, and checked them one by one.
Yan Jing, who was lying on the ground, looked at Chen Haoran with resentment, and said somewhat cheerfully: "You give up, there is no antidote to the blood poison. You will not be able to use your magic power in the future. As time goes by, your magic power will be exhausted. Wait. Be a mortal!"
For a monk, death is not the most terrifying thing.
The most frightening thing is that the monk who originally flew into the sky and escaped to the earth saw his magic power slowly dissipating and turned into a mortal again.
The key is, you can only watch the whole process, and you can't do anything...
Just like some people who started from scratch, became rich and then went bankrupt, could not bear this blow and chose to commit suicide. Very few can truly make a comeback.
Chen Haoran picked out a few antidote pills from his storage ring and ate them, thinking that although they were not proof, they should be somewhat useful.
As a result, it really seems to be of no use.
Next, he asked a lot of questions, but Yan Jing didn't speak except humming.
In order to prevent Yan Jing from bleeding to death, Chen Haoran had to help him apply medicine to stop the bleeding.
Unable to adjust his magic power and his body was sore, he simply sat down without asking, thinking about how to detoxify.
This was the first time he heard about blood poison.
After thinking for a long time, he came up with a way, but he couldn't do it yet.
wait.
Finally, Cen Xinyue and others came back. They were shocked when they saw a man lying on the ground with a broken arm and covered in blood, as well as Chen Haoran sitting on the ground.
Chen Haoran told the whole story, not forgetting to remind Cen Xinyue, "Fellow Daoist Cen, did your blood get taken away from you that day? If so, you have to find a way. The blood poison of Tianyi Sect is so weird that it is impossible to prevent it."
Cen Xinyue nodded, indicating that she understood.
Everyone present came forward to check Chen Haoran. After discussing for a while, they came to a conclusion: the poison cannot be eliminated, but the toxin can be eliminated through blood transfusion.
Chen Haoran shook his head and said: "No, I have a way. I just need you to do me a little favor. Just set up a big cauldron, fill it with water, put me in, I will put some medicine in it, and then you will be under it Just light a fire and cook me."
He couldn't even climb up the cauldron without using his magic power.
Not only did Chen Haoran not have a big cauldron, but neither of them had a big cauldron. Who would bring a big cauldron with them when they went out?
However, the people on the boat are all monks, so there must be some.
Cen Xinyue and Sun Yurou went out to find Dading, Jiang Xianyun stayed with Chen Haoran to take care of him, while Ai Xiao and Ji Yin took Yan Jing aside for interrogation.
Half an hour later, Cen Xinyue found a big cauldron and brought it back. She placed it in the courtyard, filled it with water, put Chen Haoran in, and lit a fire underneath.
After Chen Haoran entered the cauldron, he took out various medicinal materials from the Nine Moon Treasure Gourd, and also added a bottle of fire phoenix essence and blood.
This is the way he came up with, to wash his body with fire phoenix essence and blood.
Wash the marrow and cut off the hair!
If the blood poison cannot be removed even with this, then the only option is to exchange blood.
In the courtyard, Jiang Xianyun asked Cen Xinyue with some worry: "Sister Xinyue, is it really okay for Fellow Daoist Chen to be like this? If the poison is not cured, why not cook him first?"
Cen Xinyue looked at the fire under the cauldron and replied: "Don't forget, we are all Jindan Zhenren. If Jindan Zhenren can be cooked, wouldn't it be a joke? Although Chen Daoyou's magic power cannot operate, he is You can rest assured that the real golden elixir is in the later stage. Moreover, you may not have noticed that Fellow Daoist Chen's physical body is much stronger than all of us, and you don't know how he cultivates."
Ai Xiao nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, Fellow Daoist Chen's physical body is actually stronger than those of us sword cultivators. It's simply hard to understand."
Then, he picked up Yan Jing and said to Ji Yin: "Let's go find the steward on this ship. A service staff actually wants to assassinate a guest. They must give an explanation!"
In the previous interrogation, Yan Jing was very stern, or maybe out of despair, he didn't say a single useful word.
"I'll go too. This Yan Jing is a remnant of the Tianyi Sect and must be found out." Cen Xinyue also followed.
Three people, one is from Luofu Sword Sect, one is from Taibai Sword Sect, and one is from Xuantian Pavilion. Among the nine major sects, three sects are participating at once. This is not something that everyone can withstand.
Outside the home, with their status, they are fully qualified to represent their respective sects to a certain extent.
The three of them went out together to reveal their identities. If they were not absolutely sure that they could be killed and silenced, no one from any sect would dare to touch them.
Within the cauldron, the fire phoenix essence and blood slowly penetrated from the pores of Chen Haoran's body.
His body was undergoing drastic changes. On one side, the fire nature of the fire phoenix essence and blood was repelling the blood poison and strengthening his body. On the other side, the blood poison was constantly causing damage to his body and consuming his energy. Mana, but also blocked the movement of mana in his body.
Chen Haoran hugged Yuan Shouyi, unmoved, as if his body was not his own, and no matter how painful or changing it was, it had nothing to do with him.
However, from his head and face exposed outside the liquid, from the profuse sweating on his head, from his beating eyebrows, from his flushed face, it was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
Jiang Xianyun raised his body from time to time and came to the top of the cauldron to check Chen Haoran's condition, his beautiful eyes full of concern and worry.
Sun Yurou comforted her: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please rest assured. I see that Daoyou Chen is very confident, so there should be no problem."
"Yeah." Jiang Xianyun responded. Although she fell back to the ground, the look on her face showed that she was not relieved.
Sun Yurou asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, why do you care so much about Fellow Daoist Chen?"
Jiang Xianyun's eyes did not leave the cauldron, but he replied: "Because Fellow Daoist Chen once saved me, and in order to save me, even his cultivation level dropped to a small level. He is kind to me!"
Sun Yurou said "oh" with some meaning, but Jiang Xianyun was focused on the cauldron and did not hear the meaning behind the "oh" at all.
