Lying on the straw lay was a burly man, his skin was green, his muscles bulged high, his clothes were torn, and there was a clear scratch on his waist. Judging from www.biquge.info the broken clothes, it is not difficult to see that he is a disciple of the Emei faction.

Probably before we came, Shaobai Dao and Su Qingyao were detoxifying this person, and next to this person's arm, Su Qingyao's bamboo cage containing the blue water cold toad had been opened.

When we looked over, the man's eyes were closed, and a bat-like face had grown a lot of green hair, and yellow mucus was constantly flowing from the cracked mouth. But the red bumps on his arms were so dense that they almost covered two arms one by one, and he couldn't count how many there were. And it was very different from other poisoned disciples, the crystal red bumps on his arms were very large, the size of a thumb, the red blood inside was abnormally turbid, and the outer layer of transparent skin bubbles was shiny, as if it was about to burst.

There were so many red bumps, I could see that my scalp was numb for a while, and Master Benkong also looked at this person's arm, and said in a deep voice: "Why do there are so many red rashes on this person's body?

Huoxin said: "No, Benkong, you are optimistic, Lao Su." As he spoke, he glanced at Su Qingyao.

Su Qingyao nodded, took out a waist knife from his waist, and with a slight pick of the tip of the knife, a red pimple burst open, and when the blood flowed out, a small worm also slipped out of the cracked skin bubble.

It was a small insect that looked exactly like the fish-headed monster, but its body seemed to have been reduced countless times.

I was startled, and someone around me was already exclaiming softly, looking at the back of Master Benkong and Tianyi Chief, their bodies seemed to tremble slightly. Rao is the two of them have the highest status in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help but be shocked at this time, right?

I saw the tiny fish-headed monster slip off the man's arm, and its tiny body twisted around, like a dying snake.

Suddenly, a long, slender tongue shot out of Su Qingyao's bamboo cage, and the tip of the tongue was sticking to the small insect, and then the long tongue retracted into the bamboo cage very quickly. The bamboo cage shook a few times, and then it fell silent.

The long tongue stretched out by the blue water cold toad was as fast as lightning, but we could see the appearance of the little worm clearly.

It was indeed a fish-headed monster that had shrunk many times over.

We all froze, and the man didn't seem to know the pain, and was still lying on the grass with his eyes closed.

At this time, Shaobai Daoist said slowly: "Although the old woman is dedicated to the way of alchemy, she has been in the Western Regions for some years, and she still has some understanding of witchcraft in the Western Regions. This is an evil witchcraft that is used on people to raise ghost boys......"

Even if she didn't finish speaking, how could we not guess what she was trying to say? It couldn't be more obvious, the little worms in these blood bubbles looked no different from the fish-headed monsters in the Shenlong Cave, and those fish-headed monsters also grew out of human bodies, and they were ghost boys raised by people!

So, is it really someone who is getting in the way?

There was a burst of coldness behind my back, I didn't expect this to be the result, and I didn't expect those fish-headed monsters to be cultivated from human bodies. I looked at Cheng Fuhai, he was still frowning. This result was almost the same as his guess, but who raised these fish-headed monsters? Could it really be Li Yanzong's master, Zhuo Erzamu? It was terrifying.

After a long time, Master Benkong exhaled a long breath, and he couldn't see any expression on his face, but he didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the account, and the Shaolin Temple disciples behind him hurriedly followed.

As soon as they got out of the tent, Guan Shuhui and a group of them walked over, and Yuan Ji said, "Benkong, Tianyi, what do you think?"

A group of us stood still, and Master Benkong turned to look at the four tents behind us, and said in a deep voice, "What a vicious witchcraft!"

The lights around him were flickering, the drizzle was drifting, and the dim light reflected on his face, which looked a little gloomy, and even when he turned his head like this, there was a bit of a fierce color. We also turned our heads to look at the four tents behind us, these four tents were not very tightly built, and when the wind blew, the corners of the tents were raised, and through the cracks we could see a hideous figure inside, and we could hear a slight moan inside.

It is indeed very vicious to raise ghosts in the body of a living person, and even such witchcraft is not an exaggeration to say that it is cruel.

The head of the Emei faction, Guan Shuhui, took a step forward and said coldly: "With such a method, only the group of scum in the Immortal Hall can come out, according to this seat, we will kill it directly, and the province will be so far away!"

At the end of his speech, he raised his voice, and many disciples around him shouted, as if they wanted to kill the other side of the waterhole immediately.

Master Benkong glanced at Guan Shuhui and said lightly: "Master Guan, the fish-headed monsters are cruel and numerous, and the Death Swamp is a strange and unpredictable place, and now we don't know when these monsters will attack from the underground." If the fish-headed monster takes advantage of the chaos to sneak attack and intercept us and wait for the back road, then what should we do?"

This sentence is very reasonable, and it has a lot of rebuke. It is true that the Immortal Hall is definitely not an opponent on our side, and we will definitely be able to win a big victory if we kill it like this, but I am afraid that when we confront the Immortal Hall, those fish-headed monsters will suddenly attack, and the gains will outweigh the losses at that time. Even to put it mildly, it's quite possible that we'll be killed by the fish-headed monsters. Guan Shuhui said this, but he really didn't take this into account.

I was glad in my heart. It seems that the Master of the Void does not approve of launching an attack on the Immortal Hall now, at least he will not do so until he finds out the details of the fish-headed monster.

The fish-headed monster is eyeing in the dark, which is really a big trouble, and the master of Benkong is thinking about the overall situation when he says this. There was a discussion around, and I looked at Tianyi Chang and Yuanji, although they didn't say anything, they were all nodding slowly.

Probably realizing this, the corners of Guan Shuhui's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, and the disciples who were still echoing just now were silent. I couldn't help but laugh secretly, although Guan Shuhui is the head of the Emei faction and has strong martial arts, but when it comes to overall planning, he is much worse than the heads of several other sects.

At this time, Yuan Ji said: "Benkong, then what should we do now?"

Master Benkong said: "Don't worry about the Immortal Hall, I won't move if the enemy doesn't move, the most important thing at the moment is to strictly guard against these fish-headed monsters and leave this place as soon as possible." ”

That's right, too. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, now that the miasma was everywhere in the forest, and the valley fish-headed monsters were haunted, it was better to find a way to get out of this place sooner than to dry up here.

Yuan Ji looked up at the four tents behind us, and said with some hesitation: "Benkong, how should those injured disciples be healed?"

And that's exactly what we're worried about. Now, it was obvious that the fish-headed monster was raised on the human body, and each of those injured disciples had a lot of red blood blisters on their bodies, and once the blood bubbles were broken, the fish-headed monster would be born. If the more than 400 injured disciples are added together, the fish-headed monsters that will be born are only tens of thousands, and once they are allowed to grow, the consequences are unimaginable.

We all looked at Master Benkong, who paused for a moment and suddenly said, "Burn the tent." ”

He said it very calmly, but when this sentence fell on my ears, I couldn't help but tremble, as if I had been beaten by someone, and I was stunned.

Burning the tent, that is, burning the four hundred injured disciples in the tent as well?

I thought I had heard it wrong, but I saw that Tianyi nodded and said: "Yes, for today's plan, in order to prevent more fish-headed monsters from growing, it is the best policy to kill them as soon as possible." ”

The two of them said this, my body shook again, and I looked around, Yuan Ji, Fan Chunyang, Shen Sinan and Huoxin Daoren were all frowning and silent, and Guan Shuhui, who was still a little dissatisfied before, also calmed down. Luo Renshan, Miao Jisong, and Hu Xiaonan were whispering about the high-level leaders of the major forces in the rivers and lakes, and some even nodded their heads, looking at their expressions, most of them agreed to burn the tent.

I couldn't help it any longer, stepped forward, hugged my fists and said: "Benkong senior, now those injured disciples are still alive, although there is Gu poison in the body, but it is not incurable, please think twice." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Ji frowned and said, "How to solve this kind of Gu poison in the four hundred people, if all of them are poisonous, what should we do?

I don't know where the anger comes from, but it's not good to be angry at him, so I just said coldly: "Even if the detoxification effect of Senior Su's Bishui Han Toad is weak, I will find a way to refine the antidote together." If you burn the tent like this, how is this different from what the Demon Cult does?"

Yuan Ji smiled bitterly and said, "Gu Shaoxia's thinking is too simple. To remove the Gu poison, we need the corresponding good materials, refining it in the Dan furnace vessel, not to mention the preparation of the herbs and the length of time it takes, now we don't know anything about this kind of Gu poison, and there is no refined Dan furnace, how to refine the antidote? This is also a way that there is no way. ”

I was a little speechless, I didn't think about it, but I didn't want to watch these 400 people die in the fire. I said, "Senior Yuan, if you don't try, how do you know that you can't refine the antidote." ”

Yuan Ji's face slowly sank, and said, "Gu Shaoxia, you are so majestic now." That's fine, you just tell this seat, how are you going to refine the antidote?"

I knew that rashly interjecting in my own capacity would dislike them, and when Yuan Ji asked me like this, my face couldn't help but be hot, but I couldn't care about it so much, so I stubbornly said: "Shaobai Dao and Su seniors are here, and there will be a way." ”

As he spoke, I looked at Shaobai Dao and Su Qingyao, wanting to get their approval. But when I looked at it this way, I saw that the faces of the two were not very good-looking, and even the two of them were silent.

I chuckled in my heart, Master Benkong looked at Shaobai Dao and Su Qingyao, and said, "Shaobai, Master Su, can you two be sure to refine this Gu poison antidote?"

I saw that the two of them looked at each other, but they shook their heads at the same time and did not speak.

I almost didn't stand still, it was like falling into a deep valley. It was a little quiet, the drizzle was incessant, and our clothes were already wet, and many of us were holding torches with pine oil on them, but they never went out. The head of the fire swayed back and forth with the wind and rain, and in this dark night, it was like a gloomy ghost fire.

At this time, Tianyi Chang nodded at a Wudang Sect disciple behind him, and the disciple seemed to know Tianyi Chang's thoughts, so he didn't say anything, hurriedly hugged his fist, and ran to the side.

That's going to fetch pine oil and torches, right?

Sure enough, just for a while, the disciple of the Wudang Sect ran over with seven or eight other disciples of the Wudang Sect, carrying a few wooden barrels in their hands. In the distance, I smelled a strong smell of pine oil.