Chapter 117: Seven Leaves Secret Realm
Several people stepped into the poisonous mist.
They took every step carefully, because here they could step into the swamp at any moment.
Xingyue held a long stick in her hand and explored the path in front, while the others followed her.
The poisonous mist swamp was filled with white smoke, and the visibility was very low, and he could only see things within a radius of five or six meters, and nothing could be seen from any distance, and the monk's divine sense was completely useless here.
After walking for a distance, some small red dots appeared on a few disciples inexplicably, they didn't care, but who knew that the little red dots were getting bigger and bigger, and the others saw it, and immediately beckoned Xingyue in front of them to stop.
"Little Senior Uncle, Senior Brother Changyuan, come and see, what is this on them?"
Xingyue immediately turned around, and saw a few small red dots on the faces of several people, and there were scratches scratched by their hands around the small red dots, "Quickly hold them, don't let them scratch with their hands." ”
The few who were okay immediately raised their hands and grabbed the hands of the people who wanted to tickle them and tied their hands with ropes.
"Uncle Junior, I'm so itchy." Li Xin couldn't stand the itching on her face, and looked at Xingyue with tears in her eyes.
Xingyue stepped forward to check it carefully, and saw that they didn't have any symptoms except for itching, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "This should be the bite of floaters unique to the poisonous fog swamp, it's not a big problem." ”
After hearing this, a disciple took out a paste-like thing from the storage bag and smeared it on the faces of several people, and then the itching on their faces subsided.
Everyone looked at the plaster in the man's hand, and they were all a little curious.
The disciple smiled and said, "This is my ancestral trauma ointment, I also took it out and tried it, but I didn't expect it to be useful." ”
Hearing this, everyone is no longer curious.
"Didn't you bring insect repellent sachets with you before you came in?" Xingyue looked at the people and asked.
"Brought it." Several people took out the sachet and gestured.
"Wait, bring me the sachet." The disciple who took out the plaster was Zhao Song and said.
Li Xin handed him the sachet in her hand and asked, "Is there something wrong with this sachet?" ”
"I'll take a look before I speak." Zhao Song took the sachet, opened it, poured the mosquito repellent inside on the wound, and looked at it carefully.
Then he said, "This is a fake medicine of yours, although the ingredients are exactly the same as the anthelmintic medicine, but because it has been left for too long, it has completely lost its effect." ”
"What, fake medicine." Li Xin said in shock.
Several other people hurriedly handed over their sachets for Zhao Song to check.
Zhao Song checked it and said, "Yours is the same as Li Xin, you won't buy it in one place." ”
Several people gritted their teeth, and Li Xin said, "I bought it from a vendor in Zongmenfang City. ”
"Me too."
"Me too."
The other two chimed in.
"Looks like the same person." Zhao Song said.
"I'm so angry, don't let me catch him, otherwise I won't be able to get out of my bad breath if you don't dismantle him." Li Xin said angrily.
"So what should we do now, other anthelmintic drugs are also sold there, and they must not be used either." Wang Qingqing said distressedly.
"It's okay, I just have a lot here, I can give a few of you." As he spoke, Zhao Song took out three sachets from the storage bag and handed them to Li Xin and the others.
"Thank you so much." Li Xin and the others said gratefully.
"It's okay, everyone is in the same family." Zhao Song said gently.
Xingyue looked at Zhao Song on the side, and suddenly found that his appearance was very good-looking, it was the kind of appearance that was particularly easy to gain the favor of others, and he was not aggressive, why hadn't he found it before.
After dealing with this little episode, they continued on their way, there was nothing of value on the periphery of the poisonous mist swamp, so Xingyue and they didn't stay too long, and went straight to the inner perimeter.
After walking for two or three hours, at noon, the smoke of the poisonous mist swamp gradually dissipated, revealing its original appearance.
The scene in front of me is not so pretty, because the perennial smoke is full of smoke, and the smoke is poisonous, so everything in the poisonous fog swamp after the smoke clears is black.
When the sun shines in here, it doesn't feel like the trees are everywhere else.
The midday sun was very intense, and the creatures living in the poisonous mist swamp hid with interest, and there was no trace of them.
"It's a good time to rush, let's speed up." Xingyue said in front.
She holds a compass in her hand, and here she can only rely on the compass to discern the direction.
Fortunately, there is no magnetic field that affects the use of the compass, otherwise even a monk might get lost in the poisonous mist swamp.
An hour passed, and the poisonous mist swamp was covered with smoke again, and their speed slowed down.
"It's a pity that the fog barrier will only disappear for an hour." Sun Xia said.
"Anyway, there's still an hour, and it's said that there wasn't even an hour before." Qian Qian replied.
"In that case, we're luckier." Li Xin said.
"What's good, it is recorded in the sect's information that when this place did not see the light of day all year round, all kinds of poisonous plants grew well, and the fourth-order soul breaking grass was not uncommon."
"Since the fog barrier began to become thinner, the fourth-order Soul Breaking Grass has basically disappeared without a trace, the third-order ones are not very common, and the other poisonous plants have become much less." Qian Qian said.
"Really?" Wang Qingqing asked.
"Of course it's true, I've also seen it on the first floor of the Zongmen Library Pavilion." Zhao Song said with a smile.
"You haven't read much of a book when you look at it." Qian Qian said to Wang Qingqing.
"What's wrong with not reading the book, you know so much that you can't beat me." Wang Qingqing retorted.
After fighting a few words, after seeing the gesture of Xingyue in front of them, several people quickly quieted down.
"What's the matter, Uncle Junior."
"There seems to be some movement." Xingyue listened intently, and there was a sound on the ground.
Since he could not use his senses, he relied on the monk's five senses to perceive the surrounding situation.
Undoubtedly, Xingyue's five senses were very outstanding, and Yue Changyuan also felt that something was coming this way, and the sword in his hand was trembling.
"Let's go." Xingyue didn't want to waste time here.
After speaking, she led the way in front and left quickly, and the disciples hurriedly followed.
Yue Changyuan turned around and slashed back, and then quickly left.
"It's a ghost vine." He telegraphed to tell Xingyue what was chasing them.
"Hmm."
The ghost vine is a poisonous vine that grows on the periphery of the poisonous mist swamp, although there are many of these things, they are afraid of light and fire, and they are relatively easy to deal with.
Without waiting for Xingyue to remind them, the disciples had already taken out the fire talisman and were ready to throw it out at any time.