The clouds are bleak, and the twilight is low.

Xiao Ding and Master Qingxuan were talking, and a little monk stumbled over.

He was out of breath all the way, and before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first: "Abbot, it's not good, Senior Brother Zhenhui, he, something happened to him!" The little monk almost finished crying.

This little monk is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his expression is still childish.

Xiao Ding had already heard that he was the little monk named Mantra who was patrolling Tallinn last night.

Master Qingxuan showed his monk's robe, flew up from the ground, swept out of the drum tower like an eagle, and the two ups and downs were far away from ten zhang away, and the path of the body was flying away from the back mountain.

Xiao Ding picked up the mantra that had been softly spread on the ground, with real power in his palm, and gently stroked the mantra's back. In an instant, Manyan only felt that his qi and blood were smooth, and even his heartbeat was much smoother.

Xiao Ding smiled: "Don't worry, you tell me what happened in the back mountain?" ”

Zhenyan turned his head slightly and saw Xiao Ding with a smile on his face, Xiao Ding's smile was so warm, just like the big brother next door, just like his senior brother Zhenhui.

Zhenyan couldn't help but cry again, and said while crying: "Just now, Senior Brother Zhenhui came back from delivering food to the three elders, and I wanted to lie down and rest, and I was pestering him to practice sticks, but while practicing, Senior Brother Zhenhui suddenly fell to the ground, and he, his whole body turned green. ”

The mantra seemed to have palpitations, and before he finished speaking, he began to tremble.

Xiao Ding's heart tightened, his face was silent, and he said with a smile: "Your senior brother may be sick, don't worry, you can rest for a while and then go back, I'll go over and have a look first." ”

As soon as Zhenyan's eyes lit up, he immediately stopped crying, and he said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother is really just sick?" ”

Seeing that no one answered, Mantra looked back, where was there a figure behind him?

The twilight was empty, as if he was the only one talking and crying on the drum tower all along. He shuddered, rolled over, got up, and ran away.

Zhenhui is in charge of delivering food to the three elders, and if something happens to him, what about the three elders?

Has the enemy already moved?

No wonder Master Qingxuan didn't even have time to say hello, so he went straight to the back mountain.

Outside the Fuxian Palace, the guard is deep.

The elites of all factions are like facing a great enemy.

Xiao Ding just entered the palace, and his heart tightened. I saw the two elders Kong Wen and Kong Wen sitting cross-legged on the futon, and behind them, Elder Kong Zhi and Master Qing Xuan were respectively using exercises to heal their injuries.

The faces of the two elders, Kongwen and Kongwen, turned green, and they were so green that their whole faces were like wearing a green mask.

The two of them were obviously poisoned by an extremely powerful poison.

Xiao Ding looked around and saw that there were still a few people in the main hall.

Ye Rongqiu frowned and stood solemnly, and Liu Erren behind him did not leave an inch.

Master Jingxuan stood behind Master Qingxuan, his face full of anxiety.

There was also an old man who looked like a beggar beside Master Jingxuan, his face was full of red light, and he was full of energy, and he saw him holding a bamboo cane in his hand and a wine gourd hanging from his waist, walking around constantly.

When this person saw Xiao Ding coming in, he only glanced up slightly, and still paced around on his own. Xiao Ding thought to himself, this must be the famous Beggar Gang Left Protector Elder Wei.

The other two, whose age seems to be on par with the three elders of Shaolin, are in good spirits, wearing a long sword at their waists, and a pair of fairy wind bones, they must be the two elders of Huashan Songhe.

When Xiao Ding looked at the two of them, they also looked at Xiao Ding at the same time.

Xiao Ding bowed his head with a smile, and the two of them also smiled and nodded.

The second elder of Songhe was secretly surprised in his heart, this young man was so young that he could break through the Tiangang Demon Formation of the three elders of Shaolin with a single hand, which was really unbelievable.

After all, the two of them had deep internal strength, coupled with the fact that Elder Kongzhi and Master Qingxuan had used their skills to convey true power, after a week of practice, the terrifying green on their faces gradually faded and slightly regained some blood.

After a while, white gas faintly appeared on the heads of the two of them, and the thicker the white gas, the lighter the green of their faces.

After two weeks of practice, Elder Kongzhi and Master Qingxuan withdrew their palms to collect the exercises, and their luck was adjusted.

Elder Kongzhi took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out two pills, and fed them into the mouths of Kongwen and Kongwen respectively.

Kongwen and Kongwen immediately hugged their palms in the dantian, solidified their roots, and concentrated on their qi.

After a little recovery, Master Qingxuan slowly got up and asked, "How is Zhenhui's condition?" ”

Jing Xuan said sadly: "This poison is too ruthless, although Senior Brother Jingkong and Daoist Xuan Lingzi have worked hard to rescue it, but the internal strength of Master Zhenhui is too weak, and I am afraid that I will be powerless to return to ......the sky."

"Amitabha, good, good!" Qingxuan got up slowly, and Jingxuan hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Could this poison be the legendary 'pothos fairy'?" Xiao Ding frowned.

Master Qingxuan said gloomily: "Yes, this is the most mysterious and vicious pothos fairy in Tangjiabao!" ”

Elder Wei, who had been pacing back and forth, took a sip of wine and said angrily: "I heard the old gang leader say that this poison must be quenched by collecting seven hundred and forty-nine kinds of medicinal herbs with extreme yin attributes, plus the bile and poisonous blood of eighteen kinds of poisons, among the forty-nine kinds of medicinal herbs, there are several medicinal herbs that grow and mature once in more than ten years, and they all grow in extremely cold places, and some even grow in the underground dark river, and the bile and poisonous blood of more than ten kinds of poisons are even more difficult to find, and some are monsters that have lived in the deep water of the bottom of the sea for many years. Such an extremely difficult poison to refine, I originally thought it was just a rumor in the rivers and lakes, but I never thought about ......it."

The 'Qing Song' among the two elders of Songhe said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because it takes time and effort to refine this poison, even if it is refined once, it is only a few times. But its toxicity is so fierce that it can be called unparalleled in the world, even if it is just a drop of well water, the drinker is not immune. It is colorless and odorless, and extremely difficult to detect. Yes, the value of this pothos fairy is a hundred times more expensive than gold jewelry. ”

The 'Bihe' of the two elders of Songhe continued: "It is said that those who are poisoned by this poison will not have any pain in themselves, but the skin color of the whole body will turn into a kind of turquoise, if there is no antidote, only a cup of tea will be used, the poison will invade the heart, causing damage to the five organs, and then the five organs will also turn green, and even the eyes will turn green." The poisoned person will have strange hallucinations before death, although the person is dead, but there is a strange smile on his face, which is named 'pothos fairy' after this poison, and the end is extremely domineering. ”

"Amitabha." Elder Kongzhi had slowly stood up, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice: "Because it is close to the time of the conference, the three of them take turns to eat on weekdays, and they can't think of ......."

Although this old monk's cultivation is quite high, he is still inevitably emotional at this time, he paused and continued: "Senior Brother Kongwen came in after eating first, and the old man saw that his face had a light green color, so he immediately sealed his whole body to protect his heart, and sent the mantra to inform you. Although most of the toxicity has been forced out just now, but this poison is too dangerous and abnormal, if there is no antidote for the Tang family, the toxicity will attack again, although the two junior brothers have taken the Great Returning Pill, but there is no antidote within three days, I am afraid it will be ......"

The air seemed to have condensed.

The people present are all first-class masters in the martial arts, and they are not afraid of the hostility of real swords and guns, but the enemy in the dark is invincible, and now they don't even know where the enemy is.

Long.

Xiao Ding said loudly: "Everyone, rest easy, within three days, I will send the antidote!" ”

Seeing that he said it categorically, everyone also gasped slightly, and Master Qingxuan clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, thank you for your help, the old man is not very grateful!" ”

Xiao Ding said: "Master doesn't have to be polite, I'll go to Master Jingkong first." ”

When he got out, Ye Rongqiu complained: "Three days, how do you find the antidote?" ”

Xiao Ding smiled: "It's okay, this daughter of the Tang family won't be able to leave for a while." ”

Outside the monk's house next to the Dharma Temple, Zhenhui's body has been wrapped in a white cloth, Zhenyan is kneeling beside him and weeping softly, Jingkong and Xuan Lingzi are each cross-kneeling to practice pranayama.

Everyone looked at each other, and Master Qingxuan, the second elder of Huashan, and Elder Wei also rushed over.

"Amitabha, good, good!" Master Qingxuan lowered the Buddha's name, leaned down and gently lifted the white cloth.

I saw that the corpse was all green, and the eyes were also green, but there was still a strange and mysterious smile on his face.

It seems that before he died, he found a great satisfaction in his heart.

Xiao Ding's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he suddenly said, "If the master is not surprised, please let me take a look at this corpse." ”

Ye Rongqiu said worriedly: "This little monk has been angry for a long time, and at this moment he is covered with poison, what else do you have to see?" ”

Xiao Ding said indifferently: "Sometimes dead people can speak, and they will never tell lies." ”

Master Qingxuan glanced at Xiao Ding, seemed to understand, and ordered the two monks to carry Zhenhui's body into the room and put it on the bed.

Xiao Ding, wearing sheepskin gloves in his hands, vigorously broke Zhenhui's mouth, starting with his tongue, and carefully examined Zhenhui's corpse.

Sure enough, there were no scars around the corpse, and Xiao Ding's brows were tightly locked, as if he was thinking.

Suddenly, he pulled out a magnet from his bosom and slowly explored it from the corpse's head, inch by inch.

Xiao Ding's forehead was also slightly sweating, and when he reached his heart, his hand suddenly stopped, and his tightly knit brow was relaxed.

Sure enough, as his hand jerked up, a golden needle was attached to the magnet.

"Radix Golden Needle!" The beggar helped Elder Wei to lose his voice.

When everyone looked up, they saw that the golden needle was as thin as wheat and only two inches long, and if it weren't for the tip of the needle emitting a dark and miserable green color, it would be difficult to see with the naked eye.

Master Qingxuan said angrily: "Amitabha, this biluo golden needle is the treasure of the Tang Sect, the poison quenched on the tip of the needle must be the green pothos fairy, this needle is delicate, can only be punched out by the machine spring, and there is no trace to be found in the human body, and there is often no help when the poison is issued." After the conference, Lao Wei had to go to Tangjiabao to ask for an explanation! ”

Although this Qingxuan master is a cultivator, it is difficult to control his emotions under the anger.

Xiao Ding took off his sheepskin gloves, carefully wrapped the golden needle in a white cloth, and put it in his arms.

He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Master is angry, this needle is not from the Tang family. ”

Everyone was stunned.