The green mountains and clear waters, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and the faction is thriving.

The large bamboo forest, with the spring breeze blowing, fiddles slightly, making a gurgling sound. The small pond next to the bamboo house has the rhythmic sound of flowing water. A piece of blue waves rippling, a piece of comfort and tranquility.

A hunchback, with somewhat messy knotted hair, tossed back and forth in front of the various herb piles;

And under the eaves, a man wearing a half-mask and a long-haired green coat was studying something on a table. In his warm and jade-like temperament, there is a kind of seriousness and incomprehension.

Ever since he had taken the blood from Ink Cream, he had been dissecting and researching it, but no matter how much he tried, he couldn't tell what was special about that blood other than its unusual color.

He entered the house a little dejected, and continued to look through the ancient texts.

This cycle has lasted for more than a month.

A few days later.

There was a creak, and the low gate of the courtyard was pushed open. A man in a light white shirt walked in.

The busy medicine slave seemed to sense something, and after "looking" at the man, he bowed to him and made a muffled sound in his throat. Strangely, as if he understood, the man nodded to the medicine slave, looked at the back room, and walked on his own.

The smell of medicine in the house made the man who had been a little sluggish recently suddenly sober up a lot. He seemed to be enjoying himself and took a sharp breath. looked at the man in Tsing Yi who didn't notice his intrusion at all, and said something inexplicable: "If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead now." ”

The person on the high rattan chair with long hair on the ground seemed to be startled, and his body shook slightly, then he put down the book in his hand and turned his head to look back at the visitor: "Are you free today?"

Wu Feng walked over, almost stepped on the other party's hair, hurriedly took a step back, looked at the black straight and exaggerated hair, and said a little weirdly: "Don't cut it yet?"

The lower half of his well-defined face froze, and then, looking down, he stood up at the end of his hair, which had been dragged to the ground and tied up with a flower, and the end of his hair hung down to his thighs with a little dust left behind by sweeping the ground.

“...... Sorry...... man's gentle voice spat out from his pretty, soft lips.

Wu Feng shook his head and said, "Don't shirk anymore, I'll come over tomorrow to help you do some chores." Look at your shelves, it's all a layer of dust!" his fingers casually wiped on the bamboo frame on the side, and suddenly, a thin layer of ash stuck to his fingertips.

"You don't want a servant, then I'll lend you the ghost Bian, and when you are stupid, someone can guard you. ”

How many times Wufeng wanted to send a servant girl to serve, but the man shirked it with various excuses. He couldn't get over that hurdle after all.

Wu Feng looked at the person in front of him, and his cold expression in the past had a hint of gentleness and regret.

It seems that, like himself, he is also a persistent person. In fact, does their attachment really make sense?......

The man in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned and said, "Ghost Bian, isn't that one of the leaders of your personal secret guard......?" Let him do the chores...... It's not quite right......"

Seeing that Yongyu didn't immediately refuse this time, and it seemed that there was still room for negotiation, Wu Feng seemed to be relieved and said, "Isn't it good? It's an eventful time, and even if you have an enchantment here, it doesn't mean you're safe. ”

Yongyu lowered his head and looked at the scroll in his hand...... I was really careless. If you want to work with Wufeng, you must be thoughtful in all aspects, even if it is your own safety; if you are not careful, you may lose everything.

Seeing that Yongyu didn't say anything more, Wu Feng cut to the point: "His blood, how's it going?"

Yong Yudao shook his head: "There are some eyebrows, but I'm still not sure." ”

"What do you mean?"

"What is known is that his blood is not pure black, but a dark purple under the strong light. ”

"What's so special about it?"

"The Strange Sutra of the Heavenly Circle" contains 'there are strange things in the world, and the people who go against the sky, all of them will die and die well, and they will not die well; it is rare to meet for thousands of years, it is difficult to find it for ten thousand years, there is no god and there is no form, and it is destroyed in Danliu", which is a kind of treasure in the world, and this kind of treasure is evil, which is both a great evil and a great luck. Yongyu slowly carried the ancestral medical scriptures, looking a little dazed.

Wu Feng frowned, and said more and more confused: "What is this treasure? Could it be related to the blood of the young master?"

Gong Yu pursed her lips and did not answer, but continued to explain patiently: "This is a kind of '桀', and my ancestors called this kind of 'Huang'. This kind of thing is highly toxic extracted from a plant, and it is one of the world's strange poisons, but it is also the antidote to all kinds of poisons in the world...... It's a very strange thing. ”

Wu Feng looked at the jade with some surprise: "This kind of thing, how come I have never heard of it." Then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled: "It's the head of the poison and the antidote to a hundred poisons, and the spear of oneself attacks one's own shield?"

Yong Yu looked at Wu Feng meaningfully, but nodded and said, "It's not bad for you to say that, it's such a strange thing." It's been a long time since I've seen this thing, and I've searched through all the classics to find a description in the most obsolete pages of the Tianluo Sutra. I'm afraid that there are very few people in the world who know. ”

Wu Feng pondered, "Whatever it is...... But you said before...... Is this an extract of a plant? Could you be mistaken. ”

Yongyu was also at a loss: "I'm not sure it's the same thing, but their utility is very similar." ”

Wu Feng found a stool and sat down, listening slowly, he knew that next, Gong Yu was going to talk to him in detail, and there would be no nonsense.

"Aside from utility, there really isn't anything in common with the rest of the place. ”

Yongyu pondered for a while, thinking about how to tell it, so that Wu Feng could better understand. Wu Feng was not in a hurry, he just hung his head and waited, and there was a calmness in his eyes.

A moment later, a soft and serious voice came from the man in Tsing Yi

"'Ji' is a kind of plant, but it is not an ordinary plant, this plant grows in places with strong yin energy, and can absorb the breath from yin to cold between heaven and earth. Ordinary 'ji' is often used to make some magic weapons of the Wu clan, and people who are good at controlling Gu also like to use this kind of thing to domesticate Gu worms. And what I call 'Ji' is the deviant in this plant, which will absorb the 'yin' and 'yang' of the qi of heaven and earth at the same time, so that the two diametrically opposed breaths will converge into the body without being integrated. According to the book, this kind of thing appeared twice, the first time on the 'Buzhou Mountain', and the second time it appeared somewhere in the 'Chizi Peak' in present-day Muchuan County. ”

Wu Feng's head suddenly raised, with surprise in his eyes: "Chizi Peak?!"

Yongyu nodded at him and said, "You've already thought of it." ”

"It is rumored that 10,000 years ago, the various clans joined forces to fight the Heavenly Demons?" Wu Feng confirmed.

"Exactly. After that battle, the tribes of various races were killed and wounded, and among the three major races, the human race was wiped out, and our race survived to return to the enchantment to recuperate. Yongyu said slowly.

I don't know what Wu Feng thought of, he suddenly sneered, and started an irrelevant topic: "'The human race is destroyed'? This is simply a big joke, and now, the ambitions of this race are about to break through the sky!"

After hearing this, he sighed with emotion: "Alas, it was indeed exterminated at the beginning, and only a few people remained, but I didn't want to ......" He smiled, with approval in his eyes: "It's really a tenacious race." Able to emerge from the shadows of the ruins, starting with nothing, by now, they are on the verge of being at the top. ”

There was a sneer on the corner of Wu Feng's mouth, and he said with a kind of indignation in his tone: "It's far away." ”

Yong Yu looked at Wu Feng, shook his head slightly, and continued: "That battle is full of corpses and bones, maybe it is just a good nourishment, but the excessive Yin Qi may have caused it to undergo abnormal changes. ”

"The 'Huang' liquid is the juice extracted from this abnormal 'Huang'. The color of this juice is pure black. When I first found this thing in the book, I naturally associated it with the blood of the young master. At that time, I didn't observe the young master's blood under the strong light, what I saw was pure black, and the young master's blood was highly poisonous, and at the same time, it was ...... It could also be the antidote. It's a lot like it. ”

Wu Feng's long, white fingers lightly tapped the tabletop: "What do you say." ”

"I mixed his blood with something and found that it had a ...... Very corrosive. This kind of corrosive power has a 'dark' aura, and it does not belong to the five elements spiritual power that the demon people are born with. But blood alone has no such effect. ”

Wu Feng listened carefully. Gong Yu paused his previous words, and suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization, the mess in his brain seemed to have finally been sorted out, and his eyes flashed with excitement: "I remember!"

The state of those people when the long thorn in the hand of the young man of the clan slashed through those people...... Yes, it's exactly the same!

Wu Feng looked at Yong Yu with a strange look, looking at the man who was usually calm and gentle, but at this moment, he was like a child who had picked up a treasure, dancing with his hands.

"You said before that you caught a class, you escaped from King Fu's mansion, and you know the young master? It's the child who disturbed King Fu's late winter and early spring!"

Wu Feng looked at the jade at this moment inexplicably, he felt that today's man was very abnormal, and his head was a little swollen.

"Hmm......" Wu Feng was a little afraid that Yongyu would say something that this kind of thing would have to do with the blood of the young master, and he looked at Yongyu with a look of "expectation" in his eyes.

However, Yong Yu only asked Wu Feng to order someone to take that kind of weapon.

Wu Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Yong Yu scoop up a fish from the tank next to him and put it on the ground. Before he could speak, he saw that the jade used the long thorn to cut down.

Suddenly, an astonishing scene happened.

I saw a very shallow thin mouth, oozing black blood, and then began to "boil", a faint cloud of black gas, as if pulled by something, penetrated into the fish's body from the outside in. While the fish struggled desperately, its originally fat and juicy body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, until eventually, it turned to ashes.

Wu Feng was dumbfounded. And the people next to him cheered: "I understand, it's a breach!"

Ignoring the pestle of Wufeng. Yongyu walked quickly into the room, took a little black blood, and then fished out a live fish, this time, instead of dripping the blood directly onto the fish, he cut a small hole in the fish and dripped the blood into the wound.

Sure enough, it was the same as the previous long-spine rowing. The fish began to turn black and shriveled, and then reduced to fly ashes.

Wu Feng finally came back to his senses, took the long thorn from the hand of the Yong Yu, turned it over, looked at it carefully, and after a while, he looked at the black line on the edge of the blade and said, "This is ...... The blood of the young master?"

Yong Yu nodded and said, "I didn't know what it was before, but now I can be sure that this is the blood of the young master." Maybe the young master accidentally got it. ”

Wu Feng frowned and muttered, "Poisonous blood." After a moment, he looked up again: "What do you mean by the 'antidote' you said before?"

Yong Yu looked at Wu Feng with some meaning, sighed and said, "I remember, you don't have the habit of drinking blood. Even when he was seriously injured in the past and his spiritual power and physical strength were almost exhausted, he didn't. ”

As soon as Wu Feng was reminded, he realized that something was wrong: "I'm just wondering why these days...... I thought his blood was delicious, but I didn't think about what you said, and I thought it was something else. ”

"So...... It's not that you want to drink blood, it's that his blood is tempting you. Gong Yu regained his previous calm and said, "And...... After drinking, your complexion is much better, do you have anything that you feel ......?"

After thinking about it carefully, Wu Feng shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything, I don't have a hundred times more energy, and I don't feel uncomfortable... If there's anything out of the ordinary, it's probably ...... I've been thinking about it lately. ”

Yong Yu said: "Then, the antidote cannot be confirmed at present. It's just that your complexion is much better, so I think it has some effect on you. ”

Wu Feng smiled and said, "According to what you say, this veritable aphrodisiac is not a windfall for me to sell to the girl at a high price in the future?"

Yongyu sighed helplessly: "Your abacus has hit the young master's head, you don't have to tease him anymore, in fact, I think the young master is very good." ”

"Just kidding. Wu Feng said lightly, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind, and his brows were twisted together.