This morning, it feels a little cool. The gloom of autumn seeped into the wind and into people's tightly wrapped clothes. Summer passed quietly, and autumn couldn't wait to brush up on its presence. The flowers and plants in the yard endure this arrogant autumn day......

Since Gu Wenshu and Fu Xiaoling came to this Southern Sect, many people have also suffered from insomnia. Wang Jingzhi dragged his tired body, did not read, did not learn words. Just let this series of things stir up the head hurt. In the center of the study was a large copper-colored incense burner, which was burning with his own spices, and wisps of green smoke were poking out of it.

Today's Wang Jingzhi no longer looks as bright and handsome as a teenager. He is the young sect master of the Southern Sect, but there are too many things that suppress him.

His younger brother Wang Mingchuan was deeply loved by his father. There are many supporters in the sect, and his status is approaching. Even in the big and small matters in the mansion, he can't interfere with a young sect master, and let a second young sect handle it.

His cultivation is not the best among the disciples of the sect, his qualifications are mediocre, and in the end, he can only specialize in medicine and Taoism, and he has received a lot of cold words. In order to stabilize the position, his uncle Wang Mingyan tried his best to maintain the marriage between the two sects in the southeast......

His gray complexion, with the stubble that grew overnight, was even more decadent.

A cool breeze blew in, and the green smoke on the incense burner suddenly dispersed, and quickly returned to its original state. Wang Jingzhi's scattered hair fluttered casually. He looked contemptuously at the central censer in the center.

A person walked in slowly, standing in the center.

"Wang Shaozong." Mei Wensheng opened with a word.

"Your Excellency is ......," Wang Jingzhi said as lazily as leaning back in a chair. He thinks that he is the most poisonous in the world, except for Bai Mushuang, who escaped last night, no one can escape his poisonous hands.

"I'm here to get the antidote to the white wood frost." Mei Wensheng has always been direct and clear about outsiders, and he doesn't want to say more. His mouth was only slightly open. His eyes looked directly at Wang Jingzhi, and he didn't see any other movements.

The corners of Wang Jingzhi's mouth were raised, his eyes were slanted, and he didn't care about the visitor.

The smoke on the censer seemed to be heavier......

Mei Wensheng smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the green smoke on the stove rose curlingly, wrapping around his waist and clothes...... Mei Wensheng was also just motionless.

Time passed minute by minute, Wang Jingzhi's eyes gradually increased, and his complexion began to become solemn. The poisonous incense he gave had no effect on this person.

"In the Lower Treasure Pavilion, the Pavilion Master Mei Wensheng." Mei Wensheng politely introduced himself to him, and if he didn't move out of his identity, Wang Jingzhi would not obediently offer the antidote. He has always been gentle, and he does not use power between his words.

"Alien ...... Precious...... Pavilion! Wang Jingzhi's body suddenly sat up, his hands on the desk were very at a loss, and he didn't know whether to stand up or keep himself calm.

The Exotic Pavilion collects the treasures of the world, and its name shocks the entire Spiritual Continent, and its pavilion master is unfathomable, and no one knows its whereabouts. Being able to create the Exotic Pavilion and let so many advanced monks work for it, needless to say, is also a powerful character.

Mei Wensheng directly ignored his reaction, and only said slowly: "Even if your father is here, I will ask for this medicine directly." ”

Wang Jingzhi tried his best to hide the changes in his mood, and he did not lag behind: "The Strange Treasure Pavilion has collected countless treasures, and the younger generations have made poison at will. Couldn't the Exotic Pavilion even make an antidote? Still looking for medicine from juniors? ”

Wang Jingzhi questioned his identity.

Mei Wensheng has always been not afraid of words, and he does not like to talk too much. "That's true, but it will take some time to make a medicine, isn't it faster to find you to get medicine?" ”

After speaking, Mei Wensheng made a spell to Wang Jingzhi and restrained him, the technique was extremely fast, and it was not known to this mainland, Wang Jingzhi could not avoid it.

He struggled vigorously, and the expression on his face was a little hideous, but no matter how he was, he couldn't break free. Mei Wensheng continued to suppress and control his body. Wang Jingzhi's body seemed to be overturned, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ground was splashed a little red.

Mei Wensheng is different from Bai Mushuang, the original owner of Bai Mushuang's mana is Leng Xuelai, and the mana she has is indeed powerful, but after all, she is not cultivated by herself, she herself does not have such strong senses, and she is not so sensitive to the changes around her.

That's why he was poisoned by Wang Jingzhi. If it weren't for the fear that Wang Jing would destroy the medicine, Bai Mushuang would have come to ask for it a long time ago. But he is not afraid to ask, in front of the strong, he must have no chance.

"Medicine."

"There's no cure."

Hearing this, Mei Wensheng's eyes widened significantly, but the movements of his hands did not stop. Destroying people's spleens and lungs, but not causing death, without ruthlessness, the matter cannot be understood for a while.

Wang Jingzhi was in extreme pain in his body, and it could be seen that Mei Wensheng had no intention of stopping at all. He endured it, his face was hideous, and he tried to calm down, and he suppressed his voice to talk to Mei Wensheng.

"The poison...... It was only after I mixed the poison of various spirit beasts and refined it for many days before it was made. The toxicity is violent, first causing weakness to people, and then invading their lungs, the toxicity is complex, and I have not made an antidote. ”

After Mei Wensheng listened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his arm, so it seemed that Bai Mushuang's poison would take some time to solve, and it was useless to ask again, so he asked Wang Jingzhi for a list of poison production, and then disappeared.

Wang Jingzhi suddenly collapsed to the ground, he clutched his chest, coughing up the remaining blood in his throat in his mouth, and he couldn't get up from the ground for a long time.

His eyes were a little hazy, and he was about to faint, but in front of his uncertain eyes, a black corner of his clothes appeared.

Another person appeared in the room.

"Where's the stuff?" A young man's voice.

"Incense burner." Wang Jingzhi gritted his teeth, barely popped out of his mouth, then closed his eyes and passed out......

Wang's front yard.

"I am a member of the side branch of the Western Sect, and I came to choose the thieves Gu Wenshu and Fu Xiaoling."

"I'm here to the Gao clan of the Northern Sect and bring my disciples to ask for thieves together."

The front yard of Wang's mansion was full of disciples, and judging from their clothing, they were divided into two groups, the side branch of the West Sect and the people of the North Sect. It's not unusual for two passers-by to come together.

The Western Sect is in turmoil, and there are people from the Northern Sect behind the scenes. But I didn't expect the two to be so fast, Mrs. Zhang had just arrived the day before yesterday, and they caught up today. Not to mention the side branches of the Western Sect, the Northern Sect is far away from the mountains and rivers, and it is thought that it has long been entrenched here.

The courtyard was noisy and chaotic.

The second young sect Wang Mingchuan struggled with his throat, and he definitely couldn't suppress this riot.

"You should sit down and talk well, don't hurt the harmony of the families."

"What? This Nanzong just called a hairy boy to fool us? ”

"Just ask if you have these two people in your house."

There are many people, even if Wang Mingchuan has a lot of big truths to speak of, his age and identity are not as hard as these people. Wang Mingchuan had oil on his lips and said it nicely, but the other party seemed to know his tricks and didn't listen.