Chapter 77: The Demon Monk of Southeast Asia
Listening to his words, Song Meiyan's beautiful eyes were full of astonishment.
Though...... Deep down in her heart, she told her that she shouldn't believe these ghosts, but what she saw and heard in the past two days had already subverted her perception of the world, so she couldn't believe it.
Yang Ming, who was on the side, also frowned beautifully.
In Wang Reform's heart, there was a storm, and his mouth grew in surprise, and he could stuff three eggs at the same time.
Jiang Chen's face was flat as usual, and there was no wave in his heart.
Provoke the murder of yourself?
The dignified Immortal Emperor Jiang Taichu, when was he afraid?
Demon Ancestor, Giant, Divine Son and many other masters ravaged Jiang Taichu's hands, and they had to smile happily.
On the earth, ominous things will be invited, and Jiang Chen doesn't pay attention to them at all.
"Amitabha, poor nuns advise you, let's cremate this thing!"
The wind chime master clasped his hands together, and an unbearable expression flashed on Baoxiang's solemn face.
The Northern Stygian Flower will only grow in places where it is extremely vicious and resentful.
And resentment is the last bite left after death.
These grievances will be absorbed by the Northern Stygian Flower, and after being absorbed, not only will they not dissipate, but will become thicker and thicker over time.
Listening to Mrs. Fengchi's words, Song Meiyan shuddered, the hairs on her body stood up, and she looked at the things in Jiang Chen's hand with fear.
So many people, the magic medicine that they have worked so hard to obtain, is actually ...... It turned out to be something like this.
"Master Jiang...... Since it's not a miracle drug, you ...... Can you give it to me?"
At this time, Yang Ming looked at Jiang Chen's eyes, full of longing, and his beautiful face was full of excited expressions, and said, "I...... I promised you the terms before, no...... No change!"
"Yang Ming, what do you want such an evil thing for?"
The wind chime master was stunned for a moment, his face was full of disbelief, and he asked.
Everyone, all of them, turned their heads curiously and looked over.
In order to save his grandfather's life, Yang Ming spared no effort to find a miracle medicine, which is understandable, which shows that she is very filial.
However, now that she already knows that this is an evil thing, everyone is afraid to avoid it, but she still asks Jiang Chen for it at a big price, which is a bit abnormal.
Mrs. Feng Chime has a lot of connections with the Yang family, so she will not sit idly by and let Yang Minghu come.
"I'm going to save Grandpa!"
Yang Ming's beautiful face was full of excited expressions, and there was a bright light in his eyes that could not be concealed.
It seems, not at all, that it is an evil thing, not a miracle drug.
"Nonsense!"
The wind chime master raised his eyebrows, scolded angrily, and said: "This is a harmful thing, how can you save people? Who told you that it can save your grandfather!"
Song Wenge on the side also frowned, and said: "I have seen its records on the ancient tree, it is very evil......"
Speaking of this, a look of fear flashed on his face, and he continued: "If you put this evil thing at home, you can kill a family in just one week, let alone save people!"
Seeing Yang Ming's suspicious look, Song Wenge stretched out his hand and pointed to the ruined walls, and said: "From the buildings here, it is not difficult to see that this place was once prosperous, but why did it fall into disrepair? It must be because of the appearance of the Northern Stygian Flower, because it grows in the cold pool and cannot be picked, so the people who originally lived here can only move to other places." ”
Yang Ming's eyes flashed with a look of astonishment, unbelievable.
"Yang Ming, who told you that the Northern Stygian Flower could save your grandfather? This is obviously going to harm your whole family!"
Seeing Yang Ming shaken, the wind chime master asked loudly.
"Yes...... It is a monk of Luo Tai. ”
Yang Ming bit his lower lip lightly, and after struggling for a while, he spoke: "Luo Tai Divine Monk, not only is he a high-ranking monk in Southeast Asia, but he has also rescued his grandfather from the ghost gate several times, if he wants to harm his grandfather, it is impossible to save his grandfather." ”
"Rotai?"
The wind chime master frowned and recited the name three times in a row.
The next moment, her eyes suddenly widened, and she exclaimed, "It's him, his junior brother!"
Decades ago, when Ke Moxie swept through the Central Plains Martial Arts Sect, Luo Tai followed him, and for a time the scenery was infinite.
After Ke Moye was defeated by Wang Chongyan, Luo Tai disappeared immediately afterward.
Decades have passed since this incident, and the name Luo Tai has almost disappeared from the mind of the wind chime......
"No wonder Luo Tai will let you find the most poisonous thing, he is not actually trying to save your grandfather at all, but to practice. !”
Immediately afterwards, the Wind Chime Master sneered and spit out softly: "Luo Tai and Ke Moxie are both members of the Five Poisons Sect, and the Five Poisons Sect uses poison to increase internal strength, he must use the Northern Stygian Flower to improve his strength!"
Listening to Mrs. Fengchime's words, Yang Ming still couldn't believe it.
After all, all of this was just a conjecture made out of thin air by the Wind Chime Master with the help of a Northern Stygian Flower.
And the monk Luo Tai saved his grandfather, but it was something he saw with his own eyes.
At this time, Yang Ming naturally chose to believe in the monk Luo Tai, not the wind chime master.
"Hey!"
Seeing this scene, the wind chime master sighed helplessly.
The words have been said very clearly, Yang Ming doesn't believe in himself, what can he do!
Song Wenge shook his head, all the ancient books that recorded the Northern Stygian Flower recorded its harmful side, and it was impossible to save people at all.
Yang Ming...... Obviously deceived by that Southeast Asian demon monk!
Listening to their words, Jiang Chen's face was flat, and there was no wave in his heart.
Then, throw the Northern Stygian Flower into your mouth.
What kind of resentment and poison may be a fatal object to ordinary people, and it will kill if you touch it.
But for the dignified Immortal Emperor Jiang Taichu, it was the basis for a breakthrough.
For someone of his level, a single finger can slash the sky, and a single punch can blow up a planet.
Sometimes, in order to break through, they will wantonly plunder the aura and energy of an entire planet.
Not to mention that it is only a two-hundred-year-old Northern Underworld flower, even if it is the poison of tens of thousands of years or 100,000 years of poisonous snakes and beasts, it can't help him.
It's just that no one knows Jiang Chen's true strength.
All were shocked by his actions.
"Swallow ...... Swallow it!"
Song Wenge looked at Jiang Chen with fear as if he had seen a ghost, and a storm broke out in his heart, and he said in horror: "Jiang ...... Master Jiang, you should spit it out, otherwise...... Otherwise, you'll die!"
Song Meiyan's beautiful eyes were full of astonishment, and she looked at Jiang Chen complicatedly.
Yang Ming's heart was shocked, seeing that Jiang Chen was fine when he swallowed the Northern Stygian Flower, he felt even more uncomfortable, and felt even more that Master Feng was deceiving himself.
Wang Gengai looked shocked and gasped.
"Little friend, even if you are a grandmaster, you can't stop the resentment and poison in the entire Northern Stygian Flower, you will die!"
The title of the wind chime master to Jiang Chen changed again to show respect.