There is still a big difference between zongzi and a living person, even after being burned to ashes, Xu Bansheng can easily identify it.

This is related to the fact that the zongzi has been a corpse that has been dried for many years after all, and there is a toxin (bacteria) in its body that can never exist in a living person.

After pounding in that black charcoal for a long time, Xu Bansheng finally found a very small piece of something that had not been burned into black charcoal. Carefully brushing off the charcoal ash on the surface of the black charcoal, Xu Bansheng put it into the space ring.

A monk happened to come over, looked at the black charcoal on the ground suspiciously, and saw that it was Xu Bansheng, so he greeted him very politely: "Xu Zhenren." ”

Xu Bansheng nodded, returned to his usual quiet smile on his face, and said, "Master Lao will clean it up." ”

The monk hurriedly waved his hand and said, "If you don't dare to call yourself a master, Xu Zhenren should not torture the little monk." ”

Xu Bansheng didn't dwell on it for a long time, and walked towards Master Xingyun's meditation room with his hands behind his back.

Gently pushing open the door of the meditation room, Master Xingyun's face was full of seriousness and a little anxious, but he was helpless about Xia Miaoran's situation.

Seeing Xu Bansheng come in, Master Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief and said very tiredly: "It's good that Xu Zhenren is back, Miss Xia's situation is not optimistic." ”

Xu Bansheng looked at Xia Miaoran, Xia Miaoran was sitting cross-legged, and was working on his internal breath to try to remove the poison of Leng Yan from his body. Her lips were already purple, and her beautiful face looked a little hideous and red at the moment, obviously fighting against Leng Yan's poison very hard.

Shaking his head, Xu Bansheng sighed and said: "Silly woman, at this time, you still have to take care of what to avoid or not, not far from the left of the door is the kitchen, where there is running water." Drink more, and you will be able to remove the fire poison from your body in a maximum of ten minutes. ”

Xia Miaoran's body shook slightly, but she was still a little hesitant. However, she felt that the burning sensation in her body was getting stronger and stronger, with her cultivation. It is also impossible to expel fire poison from the body without drinking a lot of water or jumping into ice water.

Standing up suddenly, Xia Miaoran's speed was extremely fast, and she rushed out of the door of the meditation room in a blink of an eye.

Women are like that, in any case, they do not forget to think about their image. Drink a lot of water, this large amount is not as simple as filling a bucket or two buckets of bottled mineral water, basically, you have to give a amount. It would take about a ton or two of water to fill it in.

Drinking water is nothing, such a large amount of water is poured uninterruptedly, even Xia Miaoran will inevitably have feces and urine incontinence, and at that time, it will inevitably be water gushing out from all over the body as long as there is an outlet, that scene, Xia Miaoran can't imagine.

The point is that there must not be a large amount of ice in Puyun Temple, otherwise, she would not look so ugly if she found a large water tank filled with ice water and soaked it in.

But now it can be confirmed that with her strength, she can't remove Leng Yan's poison from her body, and Xia Miaoran can only drink water regardless of her image.

Xu Bansheng turned his face and looked at the still unconscious and curled up beside Xia Miaoran not far away.

Compared to Xia Miaoran. Obscure Ming's injuries were obviously more serious, and his bare skin outside his clothes was already red like shrimp in a frying pan. The red one seems to be burning at any moment.

This is also normal, Hao Ming was directly hit in the chest by the man in black two cold blows, and he was not killed on the spot, it was already the creation of his intensive study of Buddhism for so many years, but he couldn't figure out why he had changed his temper to help the abuse after so many years of worshipping the Buddha, and even his own master couldn't bear to do it.

Some black smoke had even begun to rise from the clothes, which was caused by the thread of the monk's robe having been ignited by the hot body, and Xu Bansheng approached the obscure. Squatting down, he stretched out a finger and gently touched the obscure skin, and a cold burning sensation immediately spread to Xu Bansheng's fingers. He shook his head.

Both hands quickly picked up the light of the obscurity, and Xu Bansheng directly kicked the obscurity into the corner. Then he carefully examined his monk's robe, but found nothing.

Judging from the obscure performance, Xu Bansheng did not believe that he was coerced, and he had clear eyes before, and he did not look like he was being controlled by others. Otherwise, Xu Bansheng and him walked slowly down the mountain, and for such a long time, they should have discovered his abnormality a long time ago.

The only thing that can make Obscure do this kind of thing is the word profit.

The interests of Buddhism are obviously no longer satisfied, he is now the first of Puyun Temple, and he is also the most proud disciple of Master Xingyun, and taking over Puyun Temple is just around the corner.

Then there are other aspects, such as martial arts, such as immortality, Xu Bansheng prefers to believe in the latter, because the more a cultivator, the more afraid he is of the shortness of life. Cultivation is only a process, not a result, and the ultimate goal of almost all practitioners is to become immortals and become holy, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is the pursuit of immortality.

The other party happens to be a zongzi, if you put aside whether you are sane or not, its lifespan is far more than that of humans, even if it is a cultivator, no matter how advanced the cultivation is, to the point of Lin Qian, it is impossible to live longer than these zongzi.

Xuan Ming definitely didn't want to become a zongzi, but the zongzi could lure him and promise him a way to live forever, and if he believed it, he would do such a rebellious thing, and finally fell into such a fate, not only failed to prolong his life, but also harmed his own life.

Now that Hao Ming is immortal, it is difficult to save Rao is immortal, and Xu Bansheng naturally can't do it, even if he actually wants Hao Ming to live, because only if Hao Ming is still alive, Xu Bansheng can know who the person hiding in the shadows is.

This person has nothing to do with the Maoshan faction, and it is likely to be Master Mo himself, he has now begun to implicate people Xu Bansheng knew, and Xu Bansheng will never forgive him.

It's a pity that the man in black's final outburst obviously didn't just want to hurt Xia Miaoran, he also had a purpose to kill Xuan Ming.

His goal has been achieved, and Xu Bansheng can't save his life now.

But Xu Bansheng can still deduce a lot of things from the death of Xuan Ming, at least, after deducing the reason why Xuan Ming was tempted, Xu Bansheng can already relieve Master Xingyun's pain.

Master Xingyun was already living a long life, and Xu Bansheng didn't want him to die because of his involvement.

Standing up with a sigh, Xu Bansheng didn't look at Hao Ming again, but walked towards Master Xingyun.

Xu Bansheng has rarely sighed, but he has sighed a lot today. almost sighed for the rest of his life.

"I can't be saved, and I haven't found anything."

Xu Bansheng slowly sat down behind Master Xingyun and rolled up his sleeves. A pair of white palms were pressed against the back of Master Nebula's heart, ready to begin to open up the almost completely blocked meridians in his body for him.

"There's been a lot to discover. The Witch Gate has not had so many activities for a long time, but now, they seem to be making some preparations, and there have been too many things related to the Witch Gate recently. Xu Zhenren, thank you for your hard work, if Lin Qianzhen is willing to help, this matter will inevitably disappear. But......" Master Nebula's old and tired voice was tinged with a bit of frustration. It's not that he doesn't trust Xu Bansheng's strength, but he also knows that Xu Bansheng is now exhausted, and the other party is far stronger than they imagined.

In the face of a master like Master Nebula, the biggest advantage is that many words do not need to be explained, and he can also be deduced.

Xu Bansheng didn't say much, but slowly injected his internal force into Master Xingyun's body, from his back heart, into his meridians.

The left hand Zhen Shui Gong, the right hand Yang Yan Gong. These two completely different internal forces, yin and yang, were injected into Master Nebula's body very gently, unfolding a slow and difficult advance in his meridians.

Flood the Seventh Army!

Burn the wilderness!

With the heart of Tai Chi for half a lifetime. Wisps of white mist slowly emerged from the top of Master Nebula's head.

The fog condensed and gradually became thicker.

A little bit of circling, it finally formed a Tai Chi shape.

The white mist flowed slowly, and along the shape of the Tai Chi, the left and right sides began to produce color differences.

In the yin half, the white mist gradually deepens in color, and it doesn't take long for it to appear black.

After more than half an hour, the yin half of the Tai Chi pattern on the top of Master Xingyun's head was already as thick as ink. And the yang half. Now it is starting to get thicker and darker.

The difference is. The yin part is getting darker and darker, so black that it seems like an endless night. And the yang part. Although the color deepened, it only grew thicker and thicker, and finally became milky white and sticky like milk.

The sight looked extremely eerie, as if a ball of milk and ink had appeared above Master Nebula's head, and the milk and ink still maintained the shape of a Tai Chi pattern.

However, this Tai Chi pattern is slightly incomplete, because the yin and yang eyes do not appear, just the shape of two yin and yang fish.

Xu Bansheng was already sweating profusely, and his already pale face now looked even whiter and frightening, and there was no blood on his entire handsome face, and even his lips had turned snow-white.

The Taiji diagram above Master Nebula's head began to circulate, slowly circling, and between the circles, the black and white yin and yang parts began to gradually blend with each other.

The black part became more and more condensed, no longer like ink, but more like a block of ink spinning above Master Nebula's head. The same is true for the white part, which is condensed like a solid snow ball.

The black and white colors permeate each other, injecting them into each other one by one, and then, they begin to build a yin-yang eye in the center of the yin-yang fish.

After more than half an hour, the yin and yang eyes have also been formed, and Xu Bansheng's whole person seems to have been fished out of the water, and a puddle of water stains have leaked around his body.

The darkness in the corner of the wall suddenly flicked, as if the live shrimp would inevitably flick its tail when it was thrown into the oil pot.

Then, a flash of fire suddenly appeared on his body, that is, in a few tenths of a second, Obscure's body had merged into the raging firelight. The burning made the obscure body squeak, that is, the fat in it was burning violently, and if it was lifted off the ground at this moment, the oil would inevitably drip slowly.

Xu Bansheng was not affected by the burning of the obscure light, he had already entered a state of concentration, and there was only one thing in the center of his eyes and ears, that is, to open the blocked meridians of Master Xingyun and make him recover.

The Tai Chi pattern on the top of the head has been fully formed, the left and right yin and yang fish slowly rotate, and the yin and yang eyes in the middle are also very distinct.

The Tai Chi pattern suddenly bloomed with infinite light, and the top of Master Nebula's head seemed to be covered with a halo.

The light quickly faded away, without a trace, as if it had never been there.

The light is back up!

Back to the Darkness!

And so on! (To be continued)