Before the monks behind could exclaim at the pillar's behavior, they saw a strong layer of fishy purple spreading on the back of the pillar's hand. The back of his hand immediately swelled, and it was no longer the original palm, it was just a moment's effort, and it directly became a huge lump.

This is something that only the monks who stand in front of them can see. If you stand on the side of the queen mother, you can't even see the purple on the hands of the pillar, and you can only see the thorn wall that was growing densely in the distance, and suddenly a big hole will crack.

"Ah, it's poisonous!"

Many of the monks couldn't help but shout.

There was no surprise or any other emotion in their voices, and there might even be some schadenfreude in them.

Seeing the pillar tearing open the thorny wall full of stingers with his bare hands, I can't tell whether the thoughts in my heart are horrified or what kind of envy, jealousy and hatred are there.

They would never dare to do such a thing themselves. And at this time, when I saw that the things I didn't dare to do were made so smooth by the pillars, I couldn't tell what kind of feelings I felt in my heart.

Nuomi's brows were already furrowed, and when she turned around and raised her hand, she had already pressed the shoulders of the pillar.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? I'll just use a spell to cut that thing open. Nuomi frowned and whispered this.

When she raised her hand again, a thin silver needle had been inserted into the shoulder of the pillar.

The needle was supposed to be silver. But not long after it was inserted into the shoulder of the pillar, the silver needle was dyed purple and black at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and then black blood dripped down the needle.

And the bruises that spread on the fingertips. After reaching the position of the silver needle on the shoulder, it was as if suddenly stopped, and all of them began to flow down the silver needle, and there was no way to cross the strand that the silver needle had drawn.

The pillar was only wearing a short hexagram, and a pair of strong arms were exposed. At this time, the poisoned arm was already swollen to almost twice the size, and it was very terrifying to look at, and the muscle lines on it could no longer be seen. You can only see a little bit of the arm from the shape.

Glutinous rice turned sideways to avoid the blood falling from the needle, and took out a pill from his arms. She looked at the pillar. Seeing that the pillar was grasping the jerboa with one hand, and the purple-black swelling on the other hand, he personally handed over the elixir. , feed him and swallow the pill. Only then did he continue to take things out of his arms.

Zhu Zi obviously didn't think about how to solve the poison on this vine, and when he saw that Nuomi was busy, he shook his head and said vaguely, "It's okay, I'll retreat at once." ”

"I'm not happy to see it." Glutinous rice glared at the pillar with slanted eyes, but still took out a small dagger from his arms.

The color of the dagger was not the usual metallic. On the edge of the blade, it seems to be smeared with a thick layer of gray-green, and it also reflects a strange light. I don't know what the hell is on it.

But at a glance of the pillar, he knew that the dagger was commonly used by glutinous rice.

When she was going to open the furnace for alchemy on weekdays, she used this dagger to toss the fairy grass before. The gray-green thing on the dagger. It was the sap of the fairy grass that had been concocted by glutinous rice, and the layer of hard shell that had accumulated on the dagger over time.

Even the glutinous rice himself probably couldn't tell how much juice of fairy grass had been stained on the dagger. But this dagger itself already has a certain aura, and with these fairy grass juices, it has already become a strange thing.

Glutinous rice first used the dagger to make a cut on his hand, causing his blood to flow out, and the blood dripped onto the dagger.

The blood of glutinous rice had just touched the dagger. The color of the whole dagger changed in vain.

The original blue-gray color collided with blood red, and the entire dagger blade directly turned into a near-black color.

"Reach out." Glutinous rice lifted her chin towards the pillar.

The pillar obediently stretched out his palm in front of the glutinous rice.

Glutinous rice doesn't even look at it. Directly with the dagger, he pulled up the arm of the pillar, and went directly to the shoulder of the pillar.

It's also strange to say, glutinous rice was inserted into the hand of the pillar with a knife, and then cut all the way, it should have been a blood-red cut on the hand, but she went down, not to mention the mouth, not even a little blood droplet left on the skin. On the contrary, the bruises on the pillar's arms, as she slashed down, seemed to have found a cathartic opening, and suddenly poured out of the opening that had been cut by the dagger.

The black blood, pus, and poisonous water inside the wound gushed out at once.

Glutinous rice had already been prepared, and leaned slightly to the side, the person had already avoided the poisonous water, and just quietly watched the blue and purple on the pillar's hand slowly fade. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

She also knew that the pillar's body was quite strong now, and there would be no problems at all because of such a small toxin. Her approach to this can even be said to be a bit redundant. Even if she didn't help the pillar deal with it, the pillar's modified body would still slowly absorb the toxin, and then store it in her own body to see when it would be excreted again.

When the pillar was refined into a Gu Man before, it had already received a lot of toxins mixed with medicinal liquids. Not to mention the toxins that naturally grew on these vines, even those poison pills that had been concocted by the evil cultivators, I am afraid that they would not be able to invade him in the slightest, let alone play any role.

The monks behind them looked at the arms of the pillar so terrifyingly, but in fact, the damage suffered in the body of the pillar was not much at all. This seems terrifying, but it is actually a series of reactions caused by the toxins in the pillar body fighting against this foreign toxin. Even if glutinous rice does not use a dagger to cut open the poisonous blood, the poisonous blood will gradually be absorbed by the body of the pillar.

"Senior brother, the poison in your body has already improved, so don't increase the variety. If you don't say it well in the future, you don't know what the reaction will be. Don't be me. Nuomi frowned slightly, and looked at the pillar's arm with some concern.

The pillar stopped talking.

He also knew that there was something not good about Glutinous Rice's body now.

At that time, there were some fairy grasses growing in the glutinous rice body, although she had all transplanted them into the ethereal illusion world later, but the meridians and blood vessels in the body had been entangled and injured by the fairy grass, and many of them were very messy, and even had been pierced by the root system of the fairy grass.

Glutinous rice's own blood has been mixed with the juice of those fairy grasses, and now it is not clear whether the blood in the body is ordinary blood, or a mixed medicinal liquid.

She had never used her own blood to open a furnace for alchemy, but she had tried it before she knew that her blood also had medicinal effects.

It's just that it's not a good thing at all.

What ordinary monk has such a peculiar body as hers?

If those monks in Xianyi City were still a little gloating before, now after seeing Nuo Mi skillfully helping the pillar to draw out the poison on his arm, even his eyes turned a little red.

This is not a grudge, but a deep longing.

Especially after they had Zhou Buyun, an alchemy apprentice who could barely be regarded as a beginner-level alchemist, their desire for an alchemist deepened day by day.

It is precisely because you have it and know the value and benefits that you want to get more and more.

Before, they just listened to Zhou Buyun talk about glutinous rice unilaterally, but in fact, few monks believed it. They always felt with some contempt that a small female cultivator could not achieve anything at all, let alone open a furnace for alchemy.

It wasn't until later that Xiao Jingyan took out the pills they had never imagined and sold them, and they vaguely discovered that glutinous rice might be more powerful than they imagined. But that's all there is to it. There is nothing more intuitive for them to know how good glutinous rice really is.

But now, right in front of them, they watched as the glutinous rice gang lifted the poison from their arms, and they didn't have much effort.

They knew the power of the venom on the vine. This is not an ordinary vine that grows in the human realm, but a poison ivy that they brought back from the Netherworld and can cling to the flesh and blood.

They also stumbled upon the fact that if this poison ivy grows on a resentful body*, the toxins produced will multiply. These poison ivy, which grew from the broken corpses, could even kill a demon beast of the Great Perfection of the Distraction Period in an instant, and the damage to the monk was even greater.

Even if a higher-level demon beast or monk accidentally falls into this poison, at most it can delay the time of falling, and no one can survive at all. Even the people in their own Xianyi City had to be cautious when they passed in front of this poison ivy wall, for fear that they would be poisoned by this vine directly.

But glutinous rice detoxification is like play, it doesn't take much effort at all, and they are about to stare out of their eyes.

They actually ignore one point. They didn't know that Glutinous Rice was able to detoxify the pillar so calmly because she knew that even if she didn't do anything, the pillar wouldn't do anything. If you change to another ordinary monk, you may not be able to wait for the glutinous rice to solve it, and the other party will already be poisoned to death. (To be continued)