Chapter 16 Purple Sand Mosquito

In the depths of the Jiang family's inner mansion, several old men with white beards were sitting together, anxiously discussing something.

"Alas, the fourth brother still can't suppress the venom of the manic purple sand mosquito after all, and the ancestors say that there is nothing they can do, and this time they may really have to ......"

"For the sake of Yun Feng, the fourth child didn't listen to our dissuasion, and had to go into the depths of the mountain range to find the world'......s famous medicine, this time it's good!

Jiang Hetai's injuries deteriorated sharply, and he urgently needed the world's 247th famous medicine, Flower Rain Insect Eggs, to treat the toxins of the purple sand mosquito.

The purple sand mosquito is an extremely terrible spirit insect for monks, the toxin of this spirit insect will go directly into a person's soul along the spiritual power operation, once poisoned, it can no longer operate the spiritual power, otherwise it will aggravate the toxin into the spirit, and the soul will fly away, so this kind of spirit insect does not dare to provoke easily even if it is a successful cultivator, especially this spirit insect often appears in groups, which is very terrifying!

"Hmph! I blame that kid, how much do you say Hetai has paid for this wild boy he picked up!Is it worth it? This time he may even have to take his life into it!" An old man with a ruddy face and long red hair said indignantly, he is the third elder of the Jiang family-Jiang Wei'an, who is more senior than Jiang Hetai, but he is in retreat all year round, if Jiang Hetai's life is not worried, he will not be out of the customs.

"My son Jiang Kang said a long time ago, Yun Feng's son is unknown! I must expel him from the Jiang family! Look, it's starting to work!" Jiang Shuhe's face was gloomy, thinking of Yun Feng, the roots of his teeth itched, and his two grandchildren were still lying on the hospital bed.

"Alas, you can't say that, Yun Feng's talent is really good, the talent of double spiritual power, fortunately, Hetai didn't give up on him at the beginning" Only the old doctor Liu Zhenye said a few good words for Yun Feng, Liu Zhenye honestly likes this kid.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, he was ridiculed by Jiang Shuhe.

"Talent! It's ridiculous, let's not talk about whether Yun Feng really has dual spiritual powers, even if he has dual spiritual powers, it is not as precious as my eldest grandson Jiang Kui's beast talent. The last time my eldest grandson was defeated, it was completely because of the underestimation of the enemy, if I fight again, my grandson will win!" Jiang Shuhe said disdainfully.

"Don't have an old face, an afterthought!" the old doctor scolded quietly.

"What!" Jiang Shuhe was suddenly furious and wanted to make a move.

"That's enough, don't make any noise!" Jiang Wei'an, the Red Pharaoh, scolded, "The old man has already gone to the Flower Rain Insect Valley in the Guangling Mountains overnight to look for Flower Rain Insect Eggs. ”

"What? Don't discuss such a big matter with us!"

"That's a dangerous place where there is no life! Can the Ancestor come out alive?"

When the elders heard the news, they were horrified and worried.

"Ancestor will definitely come out alive!" the red-haired old man slapped the table suddenly, "Now, what we want to discuss is how to temporarily suppress the poison of the purple sand mosquito and hold it out until the ancestor brings out the eggs of the flower rain insects!

The old pharmacist also frowned at this time: "What Elder Hetai has is the purple sand mosquito poison of the innate realm, there are two ways to temporarily suppress it, the first is to directly suppress it with spiritual power, which requires the action of the elder level of the sect, but I am afraid that the entire Guangling County will not be able to find it by digging three feet into the ground." The second way......"

Speaking of this, the old pharmacist was a little hesitant.

"When is it, let's talk about it!" Jiang Wei'an waved his hand and said straight.

"The second method is to find a man under the age of eighteen who is closest to Jiang Hetai, carve a medicine pattern charm on his body, channel this toxin to his body, and temporarily seal the toxin. But this law must be completely voluntary, and there must not be the slightest resistance emotion, otherwise, both of them will be in danger of their lives. The old medicine man sighed and said this, "It's just ......"

Before the old pharmacist finished speaking, Jiang Shuhe jumped out excitedly, "Just the second way! Let Yun Feng's wild boy be the Ding Furnace, he is the closest person to the fourth brother, he must not have the slightest resistance, he has raised him for so many years, it's time to repay him!"

"Yes, this method works!" the other elders thought it would work.

Jiang Wei'an ignored them, but stared at the pharmacist tightly and asked, "Just what?"

The pharmacist couldn't bear to say with a smile on his face: "It's just that even if this toxin is sealed, it won't hurt the spirit, but it will also attack day and night, and when it attacks, it's like hot oil pouring on the body, ten thousand knives cutting meat, it's better to die every day!"

Except for Jiang Shuhe, everyone was silent, it was really cruel to let a teenager suffer so much pain every day, but everyone present knew that the price of asking a sect elder to make a move was too great, and Jiang Jiagen couldn't afford it.

Jiang Wei'an's eyes were solemn and asked again: "That means there is no worry about life, right?"

"Yes no, but ......"

"Okay, then use the second method, let Yun Feng prepare, you can't delay any longer!" Jiang Wei'an's face was solemn.

......

In the past two days, Liang Wu, a young Confucian student, settled down in Jiang's family.

"In the past two days, the ancestor has something to go out, and if Mr. wants to see the ancestor, he can only rest in my Jiang house for a few days. Yun Feng put the lunch box on the table and said in a stiff tone to Confucius.

To be honest, he doesn't like Confucian scholars who write in martial arts.

"It's okay, don't worry!" Liang Wu waved his hand, not angry at Yun Feng's unkind attitude, but with a smile on his face: "Boy, I can ask out, you are Yun Feng." ”

"Yes and what. Yun Feng wondered why this person was so interested in him.

"You're quite interesting, how can you suddenly be able to practice when you're a waste body of a forbidden spirit? There must be a secret in you!" Liang Wu revealed a strange look.

"Secret, what a secret, no secret!" Yun Feng twisted his face, pretending not to know anything.

"Yes, I heard that just two days before your fight, a major event happened in Guangling City--the Golden Buddha fought against the Heavenly Tribulation!

"What Golden Buddha? I don't know!" Yun Feng's eyes moved, and then he continued to pretend that he didn't know anything, everything that happened in the Blue Sky Temple was his secret, and he had a hunch that these things could not be known to anyone.

"Hehe, I don't know!" Liang Wu suddenly appeared beside Yun Feng, grabbed Yun Feng's right hand, and a stream of spiritual power was injected, and then the lightning pattern hidden in Yun Feng's right hand appeared.

"What's the matter, let go of me!" Yun Feng struggled, moved his left hand, took out the vajra that had been hidden in his sleeve, and stabbed it towards Confucian Sheng's stomach, but he couldn't stab it at all.

Liang Wu didn't pay attention to Yun Feng, who was crazy to stab him with a dagger, but looked at the lightning pattern on the back of Yun Feng's right hand with a solemn face, and muttered in his mouth: "Sure enough, it's - robbing people!"

He let go of Yun Feng, Yun Feng seized the opportunity and instantly gathered all his spiritual power into his right hand, and the lightning then lingered in his right hand, and he punched at Confucius.

Liang Wu didn't move, just slowly raised his hand, flicked his fingers, and an arc flew out.

A white light flashed in front of Yun Feng's eyes, and his whole body was instantly paralyzed, and he collapsed to the ground.

Liang Wu walked in front of Yun Feng, looked at Yun Feng who was lying on the ground staring at him, and laughed: "Boy, you're quite irritable!"

Yun Feng was paralyzed and couldn't speak, but in his heart, he had already greeted the eight ancestors of Zhengzhen.

Confucian Liang Wu squatted down and patted Yun Feng's body, his hands danced quickly, and extremely complex mysterious talismans flew out of his fingertips, these talismans shone with white light and lingered around Yun Feng, and then entered Yun Feng's right hand.

After a while,

Liang Wu clapped his hands, stood up and stretched, and kicked Yun Feng, who was lying on the ground: "It's really irresponsible that someone can forcibly break away your bloodline seal." If you want to survive, you'll have to listen to me!"

Yun Feng's eyes are red now, what kind of bloodline seal? Still listen to you? Let me go first!

"Don't you want to know why you can't practice? Don't you want to know what the 'Spiritual Forbidden Constitution' really is? Why are you a Spiritual Forbidden Constitution?"

Hearing this, Yun Feng's eyes widened, and his breathing became short, these questions he wanted to know in his dreams! Who was this person in front of him? What did he know? Yun Feng's mind seemed to be scratching his heart with a hundred claws at this time, and he wanted to grab a handful of Confucian students and ask clearly!

Seeing Yun Feng's reaction at this time, Liang Wu smiled lightly: "Boy, if you want to live! If you want to know the answer! Then worship me as a teacher and follow me! ”

Hearing this, Yun Feng blinked vigorously, he was a master for nothing, and he didn't lose anything.

Liang Wu flicked his fingers, and a flash of lightning flew out, the paralyzing feeling of Yun Feng's whole body instantly subsided, and he grasped the control of his body again, he suddenly bounced up, flashed back to the door, ready to escape at any time, he stood at the door, stared at Liang Wu tightly and asked, "Why do you know so much?"

Seeing this, the young Confucian smiled kindly, looked at Yun Feng's eyes and said word by word: "Because, I am the same as you!"

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Jiang's secret room, Jiang Hetai's retreat and healing place.

There were only a few candles in the dark room, and the ground was carved with this incomparably complicated formation, and in the center of the formation sat an old man with a pale face and white hair, the old man was dead, his eyes were closed tightly, but through his eyelids he could see that his eyeballs were constantly fluttering.

Jiang Hetai's face was gloomy and dark, his lips were a rich black-purple, his fingertips were also black-purple, and even the tips of his hair were unusually silvery-white.

He has long lost consciousness, but he is still trying his best to fight against the Zisha mosquito poison.

At this time, several old men were sitting on the important nodes of the big array, their faces were heavy, their hands were constantly changing, and they urged the big array to help Jiang Hetai suppress the purple sand mosquito poison.

"Yun Feng, once the toxin transfer starts, you will suffer indescribable pain, but you can't resist in the slightest! Are you sure you want to?" Pharmacist Liu Zhenye couldn't bear it, he felt that a teenager should not be allowed to suffer so much.