After hearing this, Chai Nansong and the three of them rushed out directly. Leng Yan was taken aback and hurriedly followed.

When a few people came to the Danxiao Hall, they saw thirty or forty disciples lying there, all of them seriously injured. And there were a few disciples who had been slightly injured next to them, standing beside them.

Nie Yingtian rushed over as soon as possible and gave each of the injured disciples a pill.

Chai Nansong looked at the scene in front of him, and his face became extremely gloomy. "What the hell is going on."

At this time, a lightly injured disciple came over and saluted. "The palace master sent us down the mountain to collect medicinal herbs, but we found nothing for several days. We are very unwilling. On the way back, I heard that the blood mist on the side of the Bloody Mist Mountain had recently dissipated. So we're going to try our luck in the past. ”

Speaking of this, the disciple adjusted his breath for a moment before continuing. "When we went, we found that the blood mist had really dissipated, so we entered the Blood Mist Mountain. There we collected a large number of herbs and then ...... Then ......"

The disciple said this, a terrifying expression appeared on his face, and then he trembled.

"And then what's going on, you say." Chai Nansong pointed directly at the other disciple.

"We've collected a lot of herbs and we're going to come back first. Then gather the sect and control it. However, when we were about to leave the Bloody Misty Mountain, we met a few people, and the result was ......"

"They wounded you, how many? Do you know who it is? Luo Baichuan asked.

"There are six people in total, but they shot too quickly and didn't answer, and they didn't know which sect they were."

"How did you get hurt?" Leng Yan asked.

The disciple looked at Chai Nansong and nodded when he saw Chai Nansong before replying. "We just felt weak, and then we were all hurt."

Leng Yan walked over to inspect the wounds of these disciples, and then dipped his index finger in some blood.

Leng Yan put his index finger next to his nose and sniffed it, then put his thumb and index finger together and rubbed it.

Leng Yan's brow furrowed.

When Nie Yingtian fed these disciples the pills just now, he had already checked the wounds of these people, but he found nothing.

At this time, seeing Leng Yan's expression, he couldn't help but come over and ask. "Brother, what have you discovered?"

"Rotten bones." Leng Yan looked at Nie Yingtian and said word by word.

"What." Nie Yingtian's face was full of incredulity. "Brother, you said that the rotten bones are scattered, you are sure."

Leng Yan nodded, but did not speak.

Seeing Leng Yan nodding, Nie Yingtian's face was angry. "Let me know who did it at this time, and I won't let them go."

Luo Baichuan and Chai Nansong were full of surprise on their faces, their understanding of the elixir, they were still far inferior to Nie Yingtian, the Supreme Elder of the Materia Medica.

"Rotten bones, what kind of elixir is it?" Luo Baichuan finally asked.

"It is colorless and odorless, and can enter the human body through human breath and skin, directly corroding human bones until the bones are completely corroded." Nie Yingtian said viciously.

Luo Baichuan pointed to these disciples in front of him. "So they, they ......"

"None of their injuries were fatal, but I'm afraid that in the future, their bones will be destroyed, and then their whole bodies will turn into mud, and they will die in grief and pain." Nie Yingtian said helplessly.

Chai Nansong pulled Nie Yingtian over. "Aren't you, as the elder of the Materia Medica, able to heal them?"

Nie Yingtian shook his head and sighed. "I just know this elixir, but when it comes to cure, I really can't do it."

After hearing these words from Nie Yingtian, these injured disciples. Some wailed loudly, some cried incessantly, some gritted their teeth, and more kept crying for help. 17

"Elder Nie, if you want to find a way, you must save us."

"That's right, Elder Nie, you are the strongest Dan Master in my Danxiao Palace, you must have a way, right."

"Those just now are all lies, Elder Nie will definitely be able to save us. Elder Nie, you have something to say. ”

……

Nie Yingtian gritted his teeth, but he didn't know what to say. If you can save yourself, how can you stand idly by? Looking at these pleading disciples, Nie Yingtian felt that he was so powerless for the first time.

Chai Nansong clenched his fists. "These bastards, don't kill them, let them come back, just so that we can watch them die before our eyes. These bastards. ”

Leng Yan thought for a moment and stretched his brows. "The sword wounds on their bodies are also very special."

Leng Yan's words once again attracted the attention of the three of Chai Nansong, especially Nie Yingtian.

After examining the injuries, he did not find that these disciples had been injured by the rotten bones, nor did he notice anything special about the wounds of these people.

Leng Yan looked at the reactions of the three people and explained. "Brother Nie, you have also seen that their wounds are all subtle wounds, and the wounds are not deep, as if they have been scratched by something, this kind of wound is to let the rotten bones enter their bodies faster."

"And how do you know it's a sword wound?" Nie Yingtian asked.

Nie Yingtian checked the wound and it was scratched, but Nie Yingtian deduced that it should be a knife wound, and the last possible one should be a dagger.

"Because these wounds have no arc, only a sharp sword can cut such wounds. And these wounds are unusually dense, these people are not simple. Leng Yan replied.

As soon as Leng Yan said this, Nie Yingtian also understood at once. Because of the arc of the knife, the scars will be of different depths, while the depth of the sword wound is exactly the same.

Nie Yingtian figured all this out, and his heart became extremely shocked. Looking at the cold flame in front of him, Nie Yingtian couldn't understand that such a young man knew so much. It's just a demon.

"Brother, you have a way to save them." Nie Yingtian asked tentatively.

In this way, all the injured disciples looked at Leng Yan.

Chai Nansong and Luo Baichuan had already given up, but when they heard Nie Yingtian's words, they couldn't help but look at Leng Yan.

"Leng Yan, if you can cure these disciples, it will definitely be a supreme merit."

Those injured disciples also spoke one after another when they heard Chai Nansong say this.

"Yan Shao, you are merciful, save us."

"Yan Shao, help."

……

These disciples looked at Leng Yan as if they had grasped the last straw, and looked at Leng Yan with a begging expression.

Leng Yan didn't rush to answer, it was not difficult to treat these people, but what Leng Yan lacked was materials.

Turning his head, he looked at Nie Yingtian. "I need a few herbs."

"Brother, please speak." Nie Yingtian said hurriedly.

"Luohan grass, nine baby fruit, agave grass......" Leng Yan said several herbs with a face.

Nie Yingtian carefully wrote it down. said directly: "I'll go and prepare, you wait here for a while." ”

Leng Yan nodded. "Since you have these medicinal herbs, then I'll take care of the rest."