There was no pain or discomfort in the body, but looking at the rapidly spreading black, Qinghe had a sense of foreboding.

Just when Qing He was anxious about how to control the spread of black in his body, the black suddenly slowed down and gradually began to fade.

This change surprised Qinghe a little. She hasn't done anything yet. Still, the black faded, and she was still happy.

"Master, the golden light can devour that black thing. Sang Sang said suddenly.

"Sangsang, is it the black thing in my body?"

"Yes. ”

"Jin Guang, what is that?" asked Qing He.

After waiting for a while, Jin Guang said, "Netherworld Qi, commonly known as Death Qi. ”

Qing He gasped and said, "If you are infected by death qi, are you going to die?"

"Hmm. Jin Guang indifferently spat out a word.

Qinghe wondered for a while, Jin Guang couldn't say more. However, she also knows that Jin Guang is this kind of character, and it is difficult to change.

I didn't see what was attacking just now, and Qing He was a lot more careful this time. Before picking the ink grass, let Ah Zi and Xiaocao help watch it.

When Qing He's hand was a few inches away from the ink grass, the black smoke struck again. It appeared without warning, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Ah Zi made a quick move, and the purple-golden vines shook, and in the black smoke, something was hit.

The black smoke faded away, revealing what was inside. It was a black mollusk about a meter long and with thick arms, and it could spew mist from its mouth.

After being drawn by Ah Zi, the originally round body quickly dried up, leaving only a thin layer of black skin.

"What is this?" asked Qing He, staring at the black skin on the ground. It's so weird, it's so fast, it's hard to prevent.

"I don't know. "Ah Zi hasn't seen it either.

No one knew what it was, Qing He looked at the black skin on the ground and couldn't see anything. Pick it up with your sword and look closer.

When Qing He approached, the black skin suddenly stood upright, startling her. With a quick flick of the sword, the black skin was thrown far away.

With palpitations, Qing He said: "What the hell is this, it's not dead yet?"

No one gave her a solution, Qing He approached again, and the black skin lay there quietly, the same as before, looking like a dead thing. If she hadn't just experienced it herself, she couldn't believe it was a living thing.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Qing He looked at the large piece of ink grass, and his heart was itching. There are so many elixirs, you can't pick them right away, it's too scorching.

"Ah Zi, you and Xiaocao are watching, I'm going to pick ink grass. Qinghe didn't wait any longer and decided to pick it by hand.

With such a fortune in front of her, she couldn't give it up. Besides, with Ah Zi and Xiaocao here, you can still give it a try.

When Qinghe picked the first ink grass, black smoke appeared again, and one after another, all of them were smoked by Ah Zi. Leaving a lot of black skin on the ground.

Xiaocao is responsible for watching these skins to prevent hurting Qinghe.

Seeing that Ah Zi and Xiaocao had a clear division of labor, Qinghe boldly picked it.

One after another of the ink grass was in the bag, and Qinghe's mood was getting better and better. This is a fifth-level beast core, what a rare elixir. She imagined that for every extra plant she picked, she would get an extra fifth-level beast core, which was an incalculable amount of wealth.

This time she went back, her wealth increased greatly, and she was no longer poor. Don't worry about the lack of cores available.

In two days, Qinghe finished picking the ripe ink grass. Looking at the black skin left all over the ground, her scalp was numb.

Driven by curiosity, Qinghe wanted to study it again.

This time, with enough mental preparations and protective measures, Qing He picked up a layer of black skin with his sword and looked at it seriously from a distance of more than a meter.

But by looking at it alone, you don't find anything. Just when Qing He stretched out his hand to touch it, he suddenly heard the voice of golden light.

"Don't move. ”

The outstretched hand stayed in mid-air, and Qing He asked, "Jin Guang, what's wrong?"

"There's death in it, and if you touch it, you get infected. ”

Thinking of the black that had spread wantonly in his body before, Qing He didn't dare to move.

"Jin Guang, can you sense the dead air?"

"Hmm. After a pause, Jin Guang continued: "This insect is full of dead qi in its body, and it is born on dead qi. If you can't kill it completely, you will always live. ”

"Jin Guang, you can kill these insects, right?" Qing He thought of the death qi that was swallowed by the golden light, and felt that Jin Guang must have a way to deal with the death qi.

"Yes. Jin Guang didn't say much, he was the nemesis of Netherworld.

"That's great, Jinguang, you kill all these black skins. Qing He said busily. These things are difficult to kill, at most they are half-crippled, and it would be great if the golden light could be completely strangled by it.

Lingyuan appeared, and the golden light shrouded a layer of black skin.

Qing He saw that under the golden light, those black skins seemed to be ice and snow melted by the scorching sun, and disappeared without a trace.

Staring at Jin Guang in surprise, Qing He thought, this is Jin Guang's skill. It seems that she doesn't know much about Jinguang, and she will need to know more about it in the future.

"Wow, the golden light is amazing!" Sang Sang exclaimed.

Sangsang and Jinguang have the same roots, but they don't know each other. Jin Guang's temperament made Sang Sang return several times, and Sang Sang no longer took the initiative to disturb.

This is the first time I have seen Jin Guang show his skills, which makes Sang Sang feel very powerful.

Jin Guang ignored Sangsang's praise and didn't say a word after finishing his work.

The black skin that had just covered the ground disappeared without a trace, and if Qing He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that those black bugs had existed. Although she didn't know what they were, she still took out a pen and paper, carefully recorded the bugs and scenes she had just seen, and checked them when she returned.

After the ink grass was collected, it seemed that it was still far from the depths of the medicine valley. Qinghe decided to walk inside for two more days and start returning.

While walking and watching, Qinghe thought that the medicine valley was really a natural treasure. With so many elixirs growing here, the people of the Medicine Hall must have liked it very much.

Thinking of the distance between here and the tribe, it is about five or six thousand miles. The speed of the new flying machine in the Fatang has increased a lot, and it takes about eight or nine days to get to and from here.

Let the people of the Medicine Hall come to the Medicine Valley to experience, not only can they get a large amount of elixir, but also increase their knowledge, why not. Qinghe stopped, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible he felt.

After picking the elixir for two days, Qinghe returned to the Dongyang tribe as scheduled.

After 10 days of remission, the injured recovered a lot. Dongyang Feng also informed the clansmen that he was about to take them away and go to the Baicao Tribe.

Some people are ecstatic, others are apprehensive. Looking at the devastated homeland, they had no other choice.

Qinghe's performance that day left an indelible impression in the hearts of the survivors. They believe in her and can lead them to a different tomorrow.

When Qinghe returned, he was warmly welcomed by the Dongyang tribe. They profoundly expressed their reverence and trust for her with their eyes and deeds.