In Xu Xiang's mansion, a Dao-robed warlock was hiding in a dark room in the back hall, chanting a spell in his mouth, and the suspended fire talisman flew up to the lamp placed on it, burning on the wick.

The lamp oil is blood-red, which is made of whale blood mixed with clear oil from the East China Sea, and can form a unique aroma when it is burned for a long time.

The wall suddenly opened, the secret pavilion mechanism of the Xu Mansion was opened, and five or six black-clothed people broke in, so startled that Lao Dao jumped up, pinched one finger, and assumed the usual posture of a stinky Taoist.

He was about to recite the mantra in his mouth when a man in black took out a lancet and stabbed it, scaring him back a few steps.

The white dust and the willow leaf double knives intersected, and the black-clothed man with the knife did not bargain for the slightest. A jade bone fan flew out from the side, and it hit the door of the old Dao, and the Taoist priest shrank back and fell backwards, dodging a catastrophe.

Suddenly, a lancet stabbed into Lao Dao's chest, and a stream of boiling blood splashed out at the moment of drawing the knife.

"Hehe, old bull nose, is the knife faster, or is the dust faster?"

The old black beard was stained with blood, and gradually slid down the root of the beard.

"Who are you?"

"The knife has told you!" the man in black shook the blood-stained blade of the lancet.

Lao Dao's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell forward to the ground.

"Look for it quickly, Liyuan's big move is coming to an end, and the Xu thief will come back soon!"

Five or six men in black quickly rummaged through all corners, but they couldn't find it. Finding a gold box in the vault is strange, like a solid gold nugget, difficult to open.

The man in black said anxiously: "Quick, don't look for it, hold this golden box and withdraw quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance to escape." ”

Picking up the gold box, several iron arrows suddenly fell from the top of his head, grabbed the ground and turned over to dodge, and was accidentally scratched by the iron arrows on his arm. Escaping from the dark room, the Hu Cong armor of the Xu Mansion had already chased after him.

Five or six people had already jumped over the high wall and fled without a trace.

Back at the snake hub, Ye Qingyi's arms were already blackened, his lips were dry, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Zeng Xiangduan dodged the iron arrows when he was fleeing, and he didn't notice that Brother Zi was injured, and asked, "Brother Zi, why is your face so pale and sick?"

Ye Qingyi was silent.

When he arrived at the master's house, he handed over the gold box to Zhao Yingang.

Zhao Yingang's eyes swept away, and he felt that something was wrong, and reached out and pulled his folded sleeve arm, and the wound that was cut was black in color.

Zeng Xiangduan pounced, pulled his arm and exclaimed, "Brother Zi, are you injured? No, you are poisoned!"

"Master, save Brother Zi!" Zeng Xiangduan shouted desperately.

After that, he pulled up his arm and was about to open his mouth to take drugs, but was stopped by Zhao Yingang.

Zhao Yingang touched Ye Qingyi's pulse, with Ye Qingyi's current condition, it is difficult to detoxify in the ordinary countryside, so he can only ask Chu Yihou for help. He hurriedly sat down in front of the bookcase and wrote a letter.

In a hurry, he summoned the guards and went to the Chu Mansion to deliver the letter.

In the Chu Mansion, Rong'er just told Uncle Wei about her request to go to Yangping Street in Gyeonggi to ask Tao Mansion.

Wei Zheng was happy for a while, but it sounded like he was asking the maid Lingyu to ask for his relatives, his face suddenly sank, and he left the Chu Mansion angrily.

When the letter was delivered to the Chu Mansion, it was already in time.

Chu Rong'er opened the letter with the lamp in her hand and saw that the big thing was not good, and she could only ask her father for help in this matter.

Chu Rong'er hurriedly ran to her father's room and asked her father to come to her rescue.

When Chu Yanbai heard the snake pivot, his face was stunned.

"Rong'er, why did you get involved with the snake pivot, if you don't get this thing right, you're going to lose your head!"

Rong'er's eyebrow bones are tightly locked.

"Daddy won't be able to explain clearly for a while, let me explain later, human life is a matter of heaven, and it is important to save people first. ”

After that, Chu Rong'er ran out of the back room and went directly to the stable to lead the horse.

The letter guard of the snake hub was still there, and the three horses rushed to the Qishan snake hub together.

Entering the narrow passage again, three to the snake hub.

Ye Qingyi was lying on the bed, the cold towel on his head was steaming. Zeng Xiangduan saw Chu Rong'er enter the house, and hurriedly pulled her sleeve and asked her to save "Brother Zi".

Chu Yanbai saw that the injured person was seriously injured, and he didn't have time, so he sat directly in front of the bed and felt the pulse, looked through the wound, and already figured out the poison in his heart.

Chu Yanbai took out a silver needle, pricked two needles two inches in his chest, and gradually pierced it.

Ye Qingyi suddenly felt tightness in his chest and coughed up a pool of black blood.

"One of them is rotten bone powder, I have used silver needles to delay the spread of poison, and one point of poison is solved, and the rest needs to be dispensed and detoxified. Chu Yanbai said indifferently.

Zeng Xiangduan was anxious, "Then solve it quickly!"

Zhao Yingang turned his head and glared, Zeng Xiangduan had no choice but to bow his head, bend down and crawl on the side of the bed, looking at Ye Qingyi's pale face.

"Master Chu, is there a prescription to save Yi'er's life?"

Chu Yanbai condensed and said: "It's not difficult to save your life, but I'm afraid that I will lose my strength and become an ordinary person." ”

"But what else can I do, to keep his qi. Those who practice martial arts and practice swords, abolishing martial arts is like losing their souls. ”

Chu Mou knew, but if he wanted to keep his strength, the risk was huge, and he needed to open the formation with the Mahayana sword and exchange his strength for his strength. ”

"You mean that the qi and the power are reversed?" Zhao Yingang said slowly.

"Exactly!"

When Zeng Xiang heard this, he pointed to his chest and said, "I'll come...... I'm here to get in. ”

Zhao Yingang said resolutely: "Duan'er, your cultivation is still shallow. ”

"Does this have to be the Mahayana realm, Master Chu?"

Chu Yanbai said with a sideways face: "If you are shallow in cultivation, you may even take your own life, and your life is at stake, so you can't play tricks." ”

Zeng Xiangduan stared at Brother Zi in a deep voice, silent.

Chu Yanbai asked Zeng Xiang to come over and take a hand, and dragged Ye Qingyi to sit upright. Let Rong'er prepare a pair of detoxifying herbs first and decoction first.

Chu Rong'er took out the medical box, immediately grabbed the herbs of the eight flavors of detoxification and poured them into the casserole, set up a fire to inspect it personally, and saved the fire from being too fierce and damaging the medicinal properties.

About an hour later, Chu Rong'er brought the medicinal soup, Zeng Xiang took the soup and slowly gave it to Brother Zi.

Chu Yanbai and Zhao Yingang stepped out of the door.

Zhao Yingang sighed and said: "Master Chu, I can't hide it, with my skills, I can barely step into the realm of the second grade of the middle and the second, and the distance from the Mahayana is still 108,000 miles, even if I practice boxing 10,000 times, it is difficult to break through the realm and ascend to the Mahayana realm!"

Chu Yanbai looked at the starry sky with his hands in his hands and stared at it for a long time.

"This Xuangang Array is the Ancient Qimen Array, I know one or two of them, but I don't know its subtleties. If you don't follow the method of the ancient book, no one can estimate the consequences of it. ”

Zhao Yingang continued to take two steps, "I am not greedy for life and afraid of death, I care about Yi'er's safety, once I encounter variables, it will ruin his life." ”

"The altar master is thinking, and Chu will inform him. ”

The detoxification decoction was poured into Ye Qingyi's stomach, and the blood on his face also recovered a little. Rong'er brought some plasters for treating the wound, helped him clean the wound, and wrapped the wound in a cotton handkerchief.

Chu Yanbai entered the house and asked Zhao Yingang to dismiss everyone, leaving only Zeng Xiangduan alone.

Nine white flame candles were lined up in all directions, and the remaining one hung above Ye Qingyi's Heavenly Destiny Pivot. Sprinkle beans, countless small beans turn into wandering mica, shining with an aqua blue light and begin to float.

The ghost blows the lamp