Chapter 47: They Are Not Worth It.
Yang Xingxuan wanted to ask, but as soon as she saw Mo Ying's hesitant appearance, she knew that he would definitely not tell her the truth.
Let's just let him go.
Anyway, when I walk with him in the future, I have time to make myself observed.
Hey......
This kid, looking harmless to humans and animals, must have a lot of secrets behind his back, and he can dig them up well.
In addition to liking to "always keep people with good feelings" by his side, Yang Xingxuan also likes gossip.
Mo Ying glanced at Yang Xingxuan gratefully, feeling that she was very understanding.
How do you know that she has another plan behind her?
"But what are you doing this for?"
Mo Ying escaped for the time being, and only then did he remember what he wanted to ask.
"You still say?!"
It's okay not to mention it, Yang Xingxuan was angry when he thought of it.
"What did you do to him? I feel that your intentions are good, but his body can't bear what you are doing, and his meridians are broken. ”
"If it weren't for my aunt and grandmother, I was clever and came up with a way to draw a soul-locking array with the Moon Spirit Snake Venom, not to mention whether he could move in the future, I'm afraid that even his life would be directly explained here. ”
"What!
Mo Ying was surprised.
Spiritual power can obviously detoxify itself, huh?
Fang Cai himself was worried that Lin Hu's body would not be able to withstand the washing of spiritual power, and he had already given him a very soothing input of spiritual power, how could he hurt him instead?
Could it be ......
Lin Hu is a capable person, but the clone is not?
There is only one explanation.
Since ancient times, there has been no ability to cultivate spiritual power, it turns out that the meridians of the ability do not match the aura and cannot be fused, which will lead to the damage of the meridians in the body, which can be regarded as a kind of madness.
With such a big side effect, it's no wonder that no one continues to cultivate spiritual power.
Mo Ying thought to himself, he should remember in the future that he can't easily send spiritual power to others, so as not to cause a new layer of harm.
Spiritual power is poison for those who are capable.
"Then what is the specific function of the soul locking array you made?"
Mo Ying glanced at Lin Hu guiltily, apologized in his heart, and then asked Yang Xingxuan.
Yang Xingxuan took over the words with some interest, his eyes were shining, and he said to Mo Ying: "This matter can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. ”
"What you did to him has aggravated the toxicity in this big man's body, and now it can compete with the poison of my Moon Spirit Snake. ”
Mo Ying was a little puzzled: "Fight?"
Wouldn't the two kinds of toxicity be more serious when combined? How do you use the word "resist"?
"Yes, counteract. ”
Yang Xingxuan nodded, and said with some pride: "Actually, the original function of the Soul Locking Array was not this, it was just simply using the toxin of the Moon Spirit Snake to control the soul of the caster. ”
Hearing Yang Xingxuan's description, a word crossed Mo Ying's mind, and he blurted out: "Puppet technique?"
It's a bit like your own charm spell.
"You know that, too?"
Yang Xingxuan glanced at Mo Ying in surprise, and generously admitted, "Yes, it is a kind of puppetry, but the toxin will invade the brain of the person being spelled, and it won't last long." ”
"Not long to live?" Mo Ying exclaimed in surprise, looking in the direction of Lin Hu with some concern, "Then Lin Hu ......"
"Don't be surprised. ”
Yang Xingxuan Mo Ying was startled, his jade hand patted his chest slightly, and he rolled his eyes at him, "Didn't I say that it is a blessing in disguise." ”
"I just saw that he was vomited blood by you, and there was a hint of dark blue in the blood, so I knew that his toxicity had deepened. ”
"Originally, the last step of the Baicao Guiyuan poison was to invade the brain, and it would not work until the life of the poisoned person was approaching and the oil ran out, and it was used to directly end the life. ”
"I didn't expect you to directly catalyze the toxicity for decades, even hundreds of years. ”
Yang Xingxuan put his hand across his neck, swiped lightly, and made a "kill" gesture: "You almost killed him directly." ”
"I ......"
Mo Ying was still stiff-mouthed and wanted to refute it, but found that what Yang Xingxuan said was indeed right, so he had to shut up and shrink his neck with some guilt.
It's just that I didn't expect that this Baicao Guiyuan poison would be so ruthless, from poisoning to soiling, a series of aftermath were arranged clearly.
Sure enough, it's a crazy woman, it's too poisonous.
Yang Xingxuan didn't care about him, and continued: "Fortunately, you met my aunt and grandmother, and I immediately thought of giving him the next moon snake venom to suppress it. ”
"Because both poisons invade the brain, I want to try it, maybe it can be done. ”
Speaking of this, Yang Xingxuan clapped his hands happily: "I didn't expect it to be really possible." ”
"What can you do?"
Mo Ying was a little anxious.
Yang Xingxuan has been talking about some toxins that he doesn't understand, fighting or something, and talking about it is crazy, but Lin Hu hasn't woken up either.
"How is Lin Hu's body now, can you wake up, you can tell me. ”
Mo Ying interrupted Yang Xingxuan, who kept praising himself on the side.
"Huh. ”
Yang Xingxuan obviously said that he was happy, but he actually exposed his true nature a little.
She nodded like an old man, sat with her legs split, pulled a blade of grass from the ground and chewed it in her mouth, and threw her hands back with a pestle, full of ruffians.
The previous fairy-like image of the Moon Palace is gone.
"There are two toxins that fight in his body, and he will neither turn into a vegetative state nor die now, as long as there are herbs to cure him. ”
Yang Xingxuanyun said lightly, but his eyes were a little fluttering, and he didn't dare to look directly at Mo Ying.
"Really!"
Mo Ying was excited, and excitedly grabbed Yang Xingxuan's slender shoulder and shook it, "What herbs?"
Yang Xingxuan was about to be stunned by him, and hurriedly stretched out his little hand against Mo Ying's chest, stopping his actions.
But......
His chest......
It's so warm.
Yang Xingxuan's pretty face flushed.
"Phantom black ointment. ”
The girl withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, looked away, blushed, and replied softly in the moonlight.
"Phantom Paste ......"
Mo Ying was obviously a little silent after listening to her words, and slowly withdrew the hand on Yang Xingxuan's shoulder, not noticing the girl's strange emotions.
His mood was simply up and down.
Yang Xingxuan is right, it is true that there are herbs that can be cured.
But what is the difference between this and no cure.
The Phantom Black Paste refined from the corpse of the Divine Beast Phantom Crow has the effect of flesh and bones of the living and dead, and even people who have been dead for a few years can be saved, and it is a first-class miracle medicine.
This phantom black has a strange characteristic, that is, when it is on the verge of death, the person who killed him uses his own blood as a guide to refine it himself, and only then can he obtain the phantom black ointment.
If someone else picks up the leak, the phantom will burn itself on the spot and turn to ashes.
Moreover, the Phantom Black Paste obtained can only be used by those who have refined it and those who are connected by blood.
This property makes the Phantom Black Paste not available for purchase and sale as an item, and there is nowhere to buy it if you have money.
So you can only kill yourself.
But there are not many divine beasts in the world, let alone the rarest phantom Wu among them.
Phantom Wu is solitary and rarely reproduces, because of this characteristic, it is good that it is not extinct now.
Even if Mo Ying was lucky enough to find one, what could he do?
Divine beast-level demon beasts, ordinary heavenly saints can't beat them, with Mo Ying's current level, that phantom crow will blow itself into ashes as soon as he breathes.
Refining of Killing?
It's just a dream.
It's not that Mo Ying doesn't have this thing, he really has one.
Mo Ying's father was plotted by the traitorous party and was killed to death, and the only hope for resurrection was the illusory ointment.
At that time, he was inferior to the power of the Heavenly Sage, and went to the desolate land alone to find the Phantom Crow, and it took three years to find a Phantom Crow cub.
Mo Ying fought for most of his life, scrapped an arm, and barely killed him, and used nearly ninety percent of his blood as a guide to refine the phantom cub before saving his father.
He almost died in the wilderness.
Now the remaining half bottle of phantom black paste is being placed in the country's treasure house, as a national treasure.
He knew all too well the value of this thing.
However, although Mo Ying has it, it is something that he has worked hard to get and saved his father, which is extremely precious.
Except for the treatment of the broken arm at the same time, I was reluctant to use it.
Not to mention that Lin Hu has no blood relationship with him, the Phantom Black Paste can't cure Lin Hu under common sense, even if Yang Xingxuan has some secret method that makes it work, will he take such a precious treasure and use it on them?
Mo Ying's eyes dimmed.
Treat these people......
Worth.