Li Fengyun exclaimed: "How is that possible, I rushed over from the Ghost Mist Forest non-stop, and it has taken eight days. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info dare to go back at least eight days, the remaining time is less than half a month, in this half a month, how can I find the "Poison Sutra" to the seniors?"

Yu Buquan said coldly: "If you can't do it, it means that everything that has a spirit in the sky is false, since it is a vain, why did the old man go to save Du Ruyue? If the little junior sister really has a spirit in the sky, she will definitely be able to find the "Five Poisons Heart Sutra" in time." ”

After that, Yu Buquan waved his sleeves, got up and stood up, walked into the room, and slammed the door shut.

Su Yunong blinked, she didn't expect that the master would have such a problem to embarrass Li Fengyun. Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Su Yunong said: "Don't be afraid, I'll help you, you will definitely be able to find the "Five Poisons Heart Sutra". ”

Before the words fell, Yu Buquan's voice came out of the room: "Good apprentice, if you help him or not, the master can't care, but you have to think that you can deceive the master by getting a fake copy of the "Five Poisons Heart Sutra". Whether it's true or not, Master's eyes are not blind yet, you can tell the difference!"

Su Yunong immediately lowered her head, obviously, Yu Buquan saw through her thoughts.

"Five Poisons Heart Sutra", also known as "Poison Sutra", the name "Poison Sutra" is so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere.

Li Fengyun pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered what Yan Wushuang had said to him at the edge of the cold pool: "As far as I know, the Poison Sage did not pass on his profound poison art to his family, and the Poison Sage once said: 'Poison can harm people, but it can also save people, keep one mind, and those who are not pure in heart will not pass it on!'

Therefore, he wrote a strange book "The Book of Poison" and left it to those who were destined later.

No one knows where the "Poison Sutra" is hidden, and of course, there are only a few people on the rivers and lakes who know that the "Poison Sutra" exists. Otherwise, there will be another bloody storm on the rivers and lakes.

Alas, if the predecessor of the Poison Saint was still alive at that time, and the strange poison in the master's body, it may not be incurable! Hmph, in terms of medical skills, ghosts and sorrows are not all in the world, but in terms of poison and antidote techniques, Gongsun seniors are much higher than him!"

Gongsun Chang, Li Fengyun still remembers that Yan Wushuang said that he is the great-ancestor of Gongsun Wuwu, since he is the great-ancestor of Gongsun Wuwu, maybe Gongsun Wuwu knows a little about the whereabouts of the "Poison Sutra".

But where Gongsun Wuwu is now, Li Fengyun doesn't know, if it is in Luoyang, he can also go to Zhang Zongyuan, the thunderbolt of Qiankun, but in Yangzhou, the only person Li Fengyun knows who may know the whereabouts of Gongsun Wuwu is Hua Jieyu.

I haven't seen her for nearly a year, and the wise, elf-like woman doesn't know what happened.

Li Fengyun immediately rushed to Yangzhou.

Yayun Xuanmen is full of traffic, and it is still as lively as before.

Li Fengyun was about to walk into Yayunxuan, but was stopped by the old bustard who greeted him at the door.

"This is Yayunxuan, not everyone can come in. A turtle slave stood in front of Li Fengyun.

Li Fengyun ignored him, casually stuffed the reins in his hand into his hand, pushed him aside, and said to the old bustard: "I don't know if Miss Jieyu is here? ”

The old bustard took a few steps back, covered his nose with a silk scarf, and frowned: "Oh, it's really unfortunate, this son, our family's interpretation is famous all over the world, and the people I see are either rich or expensive, and the interpretation is divided into two and can't be separated, and I'm so busy that I die, how can I have time to meet those irrelevant people?"

Li Fengyun was thinking about things in his heart, where could he hear this, grabbed the old bustard, and shouted: "Where is the interpreter girl?"

The old bustard panicked, grabbed Li Fengyun's arm with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Poor boy, what kind of place should you be?

Hulala burst out of the surroundings with five or six tiger-backed bear-waisted flower arms, and rushed straight towards Li Fengyun.

How could Li Fengyun care about them, he flew up a few times, kicked the five or six flower arms away, smashed several tables in the hall, and was so shocked that everyone around them watched the singing and dancing to look at Li Fengyun at the door.

"Little brother, why did you have such a big fire?" a folding fan "snapped" and slapped Li Fengyun on the shoulder.

Hearing the man's voice, Li Fengyun was surprised and delighted, put aside the old bustard, turned around and smiled: "Worry-free son, I was looking for you, this time, you have to help me no matter what." ”

The person who came was Gongsun Wuwu.

Gongsun Wuwu smiled, pulled Li Fengyun and said, "Let's talk about it when you go in!" took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it to the frightened old bustard: "Go buy a few decent clothes for my brother, and then prepare the room and soup, look like this, my little brother is only afraid that he hasn't taken a bath for a long time, and the clothes on his body are rancid." ”

Li Fengyun was stunned for a moment, smelled it on his body, it seemed that there was really such a smell, he rushed all the way from Zhenzhou to the Ghost Mist Forest, and from the Ghost Mist Forest to Yangzhou Cuiwei Mountain, all the way to Xiaoxing overnight, the wind and dust, the clothes on his body did not have time to change, he was already dirty and worn, and his hair bun was messy.

Gongsun Wuwu patted Li Fengyun on the back and said with a smile: "People rely on clothes and horses and saddles, and many people in the world only look at clothes and don't look at people, you can't do this, even if you are the general of Fengyunwei." ”

Li Fengyun's face was flushed for a while, these days, he has been concerned about Du Ruyue, where can he take care of this.

After freshening up, Li Fengyun was much more energetic.

Gongsun Wuwu and Hua Xie Yu had already ordered someone to prepare wine and food, and Gongsun Wuwu smiled and said, "Little brother, what are you looking for me?"

Li Fengyun asked anxiously: "Worry-free son, is the eldest grandson of the Poison Saint Grandson your great-ancestor?"

Gongsun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Little brother, the news is quite well-informed, even you have heard about it." Yes, the Poison Saint Sun Chang is indeed my great-grandfather. However, with the ability to make poison, this son will not know at all. Fengyun, what are you asking for?"

"It's good if it's your great-ancestor, Ruyue is finally saved!" Li Fengyun said happily.

"What's the matter, is something wrong with Miss Du?" asked Gongsun Wuwu.

Li Fengyun told the two of them about Du Ruyue again.

Speaking of the divine doctor Yu Buquan, he had to get the "Five Poisons Heart Sutra" of the poisonous saint Gongsun Chang before he was willing to save Du Ruyue, Gongsun Wuwu frowned and said nothing.

Li Fengyun's heart sank, and he asked, "Worry-free son, are you unwilling to hand over the Five Poisons Heart Sutra to Yu Buquan?"

Gongsun Wuwu shook his head and said: "Although my great-ancestor Poison Saint Gongsun Chang Poison Technique is unique in the world and left the "Five Poisons Heart Sutra", he also left his last words before he died, but all the children of the Gongsun family are not allowed to practice poison arts. Therefore, the Five Poisons Heart Sutra is not in my hands. ”

Li Fengyun's heart was cold, and he asked, "Why is this so?"

Gongsun Wuwu replied: "Little brother, you probably don't know, the hound will eventually die on the mountain, the general will inevitably die in battle, and the crockpot will inevitably die under his own poison art, and it is said that the time of death is unbearable, so my Gongsun family has forbidden the practice of poison art since then." My grandfather still knows some, but by my father's generation, he didn't practice poison at all.

How could that Five Poisons Heart Sutra be in my hands?"