"Stupid, your voice is exposed!" another voice reprimanded helplessly.

Zhang Xiao'an was stunned and looked at the two glittering unknown celebrity-shaped fairy grasses outside the door from the hole that had been knocked out of the door a long time ago, one holding a stone in his hand, and the other holding a huge bag made of blades of grass, one left and one right, waiting for the little lucky man to open the door.

"Senior brother, I'm asleep, let's talk about it tomorrow?" Zhang Xiaoan's full desire to survive was about to overflow from his mouth.

"Did you hear that, how could Lao Tzu be found out if he learned so well? Stand aside and watch me change my routine. "That slender voice is the one that comes from the higher fairy grass, although it has obviously lowered its pitch, but is it really deaf, just through a ventilated door, how can I not hear it?

Besides, haven't you seen it all?

"Senior brother, senior brother will be fine waiting for you for a while, you come out, I see this full of people...."

"What grass?" the slender fairy grass asked, turning around.

"Moon Spirit Grass. ”

"Ao, I look at the moon spirit grass all over the ground, you will come out in a while, how about the two of us senior brothers?" As soon as the words fell, the slender grass seemed to cough a few times and moistened his throat.

So professional?

"No need, senior brother, my leg hurts for a while. Zhang Xiaoan shrank on the bed, shivering. If the window behind him hadn't been opened by himself, wouldn't he even be able to see what was outside the door at this time?

Fortunately, there is this faint moonlight. I didn't bring any oil lamps, and in this hut, I relied on the moonlight reflected on the ground.

Wait, how can there be two figures in this moonlight?

"Fuck the Moon Spirit Grass!"

Before Zhang Xiaoan could look back, his eyes were dark, and with this curse, a black cloth bag was already covering his head. Zhang Xiaoan was thrown to the ground, and he reached out to draw his sword from his waist, but unfortunately, outside the cloth bag, a thin spike of unknown plants pierced his right hand, and in an instant, let alone his right hand, Zhang Xiaoan, who had no cultivation to resist, fell into numbness on half of his body.

I was stupid, really, I only knew there was grass outside the door, but I didn't know there was grass behind me. Just now, he was concentrating on confronting the outside of the door, but he was careless and disappeared.

"How about the second child, has our doppelganger technique reached its peak?" In the direction of the door, the tattered wooden door slammed and shattered to the ground. Then the sound of leaves rattling came in.

"Isn't it that I'm agile enough to get him in an instant?" Although the fairy grass on Zhang Xiaoan's body was not heavy, it was tightly pressed on his body, making the young man almost unable to breathe.

As the numbness intensified for a while, Zhang Xiaoan slowly felt that he was slowly losing strength to breathe, and the darkness in front of him became even darker.

"Don't be shameless, if I hadn't divided two corners in front of the door and pretended to be stupid to attract his attention, would you have a chance to sneak attack? The slender voice was full of pride, and it was obvious that this hand was striking east and west, and the technique of secretly Chen Cang was dark, and he didn't know how many times he had succeeded.

"It's been bigger, I've used a millionth of the poison this time. But how do you feel, why is this man not moving? In the past, he had to struggle? He wouldn't die, would he?"

"Don't make so many useless things, how can we eat this, steamed or braised it? Why don't we also learn from those old Taoist priests and refine a furnace of human pills." ”

Zhang Xiaoan only felt that the slender voice was getting closer and closer, and as he spoke, he ran to himself and pinched it twice. Stimulated by pain, Zhang Xiaoan reluctantly opened his eyes, but he couldn't exert his strength anyway.

This poisonous, mandala? 10,000 year mandala?

A burst of moonlight suddenly shone on Zhang Xiaoan's face. The bag in front of him had been uncovered, but due to the numbness of his body, Zhang Xiaoan's eyes were dusty, and he couldn't blink.

"It's over, this is a mortal, if I go down with this needle, he may die. You can see that his heartbeat is about to stop, his breathing is getting weaker and weaker, and now he is designated as unconscious, you don't need to scare him, he can't hear most of them now. The mandala grass swayed, apparently panicked.

"What! Second brother, we just scare people, but no one has ever died, killing someone is an obstacle, and the catastrophe will be a thunder. Walked away, this is all because of your quick eyes, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"You just said that it was all your credit! God knows, you can't deceive others, you can go, you have refounded this karma. The mandala's voice was a little cunning, and it was obvious that the words were on the heart of the slender herb.

Zhang Xiaoan listened to the confrontation between the two herbs and struggled to hold his breath. Only in this way will they think that they are really dead, this breath-holding method, when Uncle Duan taught the sword, he already had a small success, and it was not a problem to hold it for a while.

Feeling the numbness in his body gradually spread, a strange feeling emanated from his blood very clearly. Zhang Xiaoan knew that he had long been unable to cultivate immortals, precisely because the meridians of ordinary people were in a closed state in his place, but at this moment, with the release of that power, his numbness slowly disappeared a lot.

What surprised Zhang Xiaoan the most was that at this moment, Zhang Xiaoan himself had clearly felt that his blood was running along the different meridians. Isn't he born mediocre, but the meridians are different?

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoan didn't have time to analyze more, the two herbs in front of him didn't seem to really want to kill people, could it really be as he guessed, these two herbs were afraid that someone would come here, so they deliberately pretended to be ghosts, and cooperated with the psychedelic poison of the mandala that had become a sperm for an unknown number of years, to scare the disciples who came here to reclaim the wasteland?

It's so vicious!

As the toxicity slowly eased, Zhang Xiaoan worked harder to maintain his heartbeat and breathing at an extremely low level, which were just the basic skills of the sword.

After all, once you breathe hard, there is a deviation in the sword. Therefore, the most important thing for an excellent swordsman is to control when he breathes and when he holds his breath to draw his sword.

Seeing that the disciple in front of him was really getting worse and worse, the slender herb still didn't make up his mind to go away after all.

"Second brother, you owe me a big favor. As he spoke, he plucked half of his beard from his chin and stuffed it into Zhang Xiao'an's mouth with a curse.

Accompanied by a strong bitterness, at the moment when the beard went down to the stomach, a pain that was dozens of times stronger than just now erupted from the dantian, and the rich aura accompanied by the violent medicinal power instantly filled the meridians of his body.

"There's no way, who asked the eldest brother to save people, if I pull out a beard, won't he be completely gone~" The mandala smiled, and when he turned his head again, Zhang Xiaoan's eyes seemed to bulge out, full of bloodshots, and the whole body was constantly oozing blood, and the corners of his mouth were constantly spurting blood.

The medicinal power of that beard is already the lake water poured into the river for Zhang Xiaoan, and the river water is put into the cup. The paralyzing sensation disappeared, and the pain of exploding and dying came.

"How many years of medicinal power does your root have?" Mandala's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Not much, five hundred years. The tall slender grass shook its body and replied.

"There was salvation just now, but this time it's completely gone. Do you want to hold him up alive? This time it's over, the karma is all yours!" In an instant, it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the wooden house. The tall and thin herb looked down at Zhang Xiao'an, who kept vomiting blood, and didn't even dare to move, so he hurriedly followed and flew out.

"You conscienceless! If something happens, you know how to run!"

Zhang Xiaoan, who was still holding his breath, couldn't control anything at the moment, and could only let the violent aura impact his internal organs with that strange medicinal power.

In the midst of the impact of the tide, Zhang Xiaoan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fainted in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, but with the blockage in my mouth, the slender voice in my ears and the scolding of the mandala had not disappeared.

"Second brother, what Kemu is here?"

"Jin Kemu, Han Pi! You belong to the soil, you fed Mu Lingzhi just now, and now you feed Tieshu Hua. Mandala said, carefully observing the state of the young man in front of him.

"Then there's the scorching sun grass, and finally the cold water branches, okay, okay, okay now. The slender voice sighed, and it took a lot of effort to find these grandsons for an arm and a half leg.

Zhang Xiaoan naturally didn't know the origin of this medicinal material, but he felt that his internal organs were constantly stirred, and his body was cold and hot, weak and restless. After all the medicinal materials were stuffed into the stomach, the lively aura finally slowly converged into one, and the strange medicinal power was also added to it, slowly repairing the injuries caused by the aura just now.

After the repair was completed, there was nowhere to go for a large amount of aura that was still empty, and because Zhang Xiao'an had no cultivation, and there was no qi sea dantian for the aura to operate, in the end, this massive amount of soft aura and medicinal power could only penetrate into the flesh and bone along the meridians, refining Zhang Xiao'an's body.

The refining process was also extremely painful, under the gaze of the two spirit grasses, Zhang Xiao'an's body went from tender white to red and swollen, and finally slowly discharged the dirty qi accumulated in the body of the acquired grains.

Looking at Zhang Xiao'an's appearance, the tall and thin herb followed the mandala out of the room.

"Second brother, how long will he be like this?" The tall and thin herb leaned against the door frame, and the leaves on his body were shaking in the wind, looking extremely natural. There is only one leaf, which is completely different from other leaves that look like weeds. This leaf, which was originally hidden in the deepest part, is now hanging down on the door frame, and its shape is very peculiar.

"It takes at least three days for a mortal body to digest these medicinal powers. ”

"This time it's over, we were supposed to scare them, they always came to disturb our Qingxiu, I don't want to hurt him to death. If he can't survive it, the next time he comes to some higher realm power, he will be in trouble. ”

Zhang Xiaoan rolled around the room, moaning a few times from time to time. With the dissipation of medicinal power, to the surprise of Namandala, these medicinal powers were digested in Zhang Xiaoan's body for an hour.

"It hurts~Ahhh

The voices in the room still screamed, but at this time, Zhang Xiaoan was deliberately acting. Thinking of the blood demon who suddenly stepped back and let go of himself, as well as what Uncle Duan said, coupled with the mandala's claim to be able to defeat the poison of the monk of the Jie Dan, he couldn't completely poison himself.

The most terrifying thing is that I am completely different from ordinary people, and I have never felt the meridians before. Is this the benefit of not being able to practice?

It's a bit of a loss. Accompanied by a super-realistic scream, there is also a non-stop irregular scrolling. The two grasses outside the door naturally had no suspicions.

It's just that Zhang Xiaoan thought too much and didn't pay attention to the route at all, and accidentally hit his head on the door. In addition to the pain, he didn't forget to deliberately act, holding his stomach and wailing on the spot.

The voice was so miserable that even the tall herb couldn't bear to look back. The rattling leaves swept over Zhang Xiaoan's head, and Zhang Xiao'an was a little itchy. Zhang Xiao'an couldn't help but look strange, opened his eyes, and wanted to glance at the route, but unexpectedly, a green-shaped leaf with a very special shape floated in front of his eyes, and then disappeared back to the waist of the tall and thin herb.

This turned out to be a red ginseng!