The fat-faced Taoist priest knew very well that the residual poison in the tomb was still lethal, and now that time was pressing, he couldn't wait for the residual poison to slowly disappear before entering.

Because of the fall of the palace dress woman in the middle of the previous contemplation, as the second-generation elder of the family, she must have left a soul jade slip in the "Rain Misty Villa", once she dies, the soul jade slip will be broken, and it will inevitably be discovered by the high-level of the Rain Misty Villa.

"Pharmacist, stand up for me!

A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the fat-faced Taoist priest, and a spiritual pressure suddenly surged up on his body, pressing on everyone's hearts, making it difficult for people to breathe.

At the same time, his gaze lingered on the faces of Yang Fan, Zheng Yaoshi, and Lin Yaoshi for a while, obviously he had already speculated.

Pharmacist Zheng smiled bitterly, was the first to stand up, and said to the fat-faced Taoist priest: "My granddaughter has just entered the medical path, so she is not responsible. ”

The fat-faced Taoist priest glanced at Zheng Xiaoman and nodded to Pharmacist Zheng, but the spiritual pressure on his body still did not disappear.

Yang Fan could feel the cold light flickering in the other party's sharp eyes, sighed lightly, and also stood up, with a wry smile in his heart, the monks in the foundation building period were really unusual, standing at the commanding heights of the top three realms of immortal cultivation.

Pharmacist Lin was the third to stand up, his face expressionless, but his eyes met Yang Fan and Pharmacist Zheng.

"The three of you find a way to see if you can restrain the poison in this tomb, the time for this path is running out......"

The fat-faced Taoist priest said lightly, and there was a hint of threat in his tone.

Pharmacist Lin glanced at the gloomy tomb, and said flatly: "Back to the words of the predecessors, the poisonous fog just now, we can also feel one or two at the mouth of the tomb, and the monks of the concentrating period will die when they touch it, and even the monks of the foundation building period can hardly compete." Let's ask, this level of poison art, how can a few of us small Qi refining period pharmacists deal with it. ”

As soon as they heard this, Yang Fan and Pharmacist Zheng nodded again and again, pharmacists treat injuries or detoxify, and there is also a limit to the level. It is simply impossible for the damage caused by a high-level monk to be healed by a low-level pharmacist. The same is true for the current residual poison, which is obviously a very high-level poison, and the pharmacist in the Qi refining period is indeed incompetent.

"Hmph, don't you want to live?"

The fat-faced Taoist priest bent his fingers, and a finger-shaped gray wind struck the pharmacist Lin who had just spoken.

Yes!

Pharmacist Lin screamed, his entire arm began to rot, and a thick blood flowed down, and he fell to the ground and rolled in severe pain.

Click!

Pharmacist Lin suddenly used his strength and broke his entire arm, so that he could stop the further erosion of the corrupting power, and he could be regarded as saving his life.

The rest of the monks were terrified.

"Senior, ...... are you" Chu Qiuran felt a surge of anger in his heart and couldn't help asking.

"The three of you listen to me, find a way to help Bendao restrain this poison, you don't need to be completely restrained, you can resist it a little. ”

The fat-faced Taoist priest said indifferently and ignored Chu Qiuran.

"If you don't even have the slightest solution, we might as well wipe out the three of you and abandon this tomb. ”

The murderous intent in the eyes of the fat-faced Taoist priest was even stronger.

In fact, for this cruel poison, with his ghost corpse Dao Gong Fa special surname, he can resist it, but in his current state, he can only exert the strength of the Great Perfection of Concentrating, and it is quite difficult to deal with it.

"Let me try ......"

Yang Fan walked out with a calm face, he didn't believe that the fat-faced Taoist priest would really abandon this thousand-year-old tomb.

"Hehe, junior, you seem to have some skills, you can see one or two from the previous treatment, if you can add a point of confidence to me, this way is rewarded. The fat-faced Taoist priest said with a smile.

Without saying a word, Yang Fan tore off a piece of fabric from his body, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the tomb.

Whoop –

In a matter of moments, the mass of fabric rotted at a rate visible to the naked eye, and then turned into a mass of black slag.

Such a scene made everyone present gasp.

Yang Fan was calm as usual, and said lightly: "Although it is only some residual poison, the virulence is still very strong, and I can only make my predecessors immune to half of the poisonous surname." ”

"What! half?"

The fat-faced Taoist priest said in disbelief, almost thinking that he had misheard.

"Yes, only half of the immunity is possible, which is already the limit of what the younger generation can do. Yang Fan said lightly.

"Hurry up, if you can really make this Dao immune to half of its virulence, you will be rewarded. ”

The fat-faced Taoist priest said eagerly.

Seeing this, Pharmacist Zheng couldn't help but show a happy expression.

"Wait a minute. Yang Fan took out two jade bottles and a small paper bag from the storage bag.

"This is the detoxification pill, with the cultivation of the predecessors, you can take five pills at a time, this is an auxiliary pill to enhance the efficacy of the detoxification pill...... This small paper bag contains medicinal powder, sprinkled a little on the body, which can form a protective layer on the body surface. ”

Yang Fan said methodically, poured out some pills from the jade bottle, and handed them to the fat-faced Taoist priest along with the small paper packet.

The fat-faced Taoist priest glanced at him coldly, first took out the antidote pill and sniffed it, nodded, then picked up an auxiliary pill, sniffed it, but frowned, and finally unfolded the small paper bag and checked it.

"Why does this auxiliary elixir feel a little strange by this Dao?" the fat-faced Taoist priest asked coldly.

Yang Fan said lightly: "If you take it alone, it is a poison, but it is not enough to threaten the monks of the foundation building period, taking it together with my unique detoxification pill can greatly increase the resistance to the poisonous surname." ”

"Oh, the unique detoxification pill, what is your teacher?" the fat-faced Taoist priest asked suspiciously, and curiously.

"The man who taught me the art of medicine was a man of great age, and I swore that I would not reveal his honorable name. Yang Fan's eyes didn't beat and his heart didn't accelerate.

Under the huge gap in rank, he can still lie so indistinctly, which shows his concentration and state of mind.

"Oh, it seems that your mentorship is really not simple. ”

The fat-faced Taoist priest first sprinkled those medicinal powders on his body, then took the detoxification pill, then picked up the auxiliary pill, hesitated for a moment, and finally took it.

Yang Fan remained silent, he felt that the moment before taking the auxiliary pill, the fat-faced Taoist priest's divine sense locked on his heartbeat, blood, skin, and so on.

Obviously, the fat-faced Taoist priest was still very wary.

"You, and you, follow me into the tomb. ”

The fat-faced Taoist priest suddenly stretched out his fingers and nodded at Yang Fan and Hu Fei.

Yang Fan was a little stunned, why did he even want to go in himself?

"Senior, this seems to be a little inappropriate, Pharmacist Yang has only cultivated in the early stage of Qi refining, and if he enters that tomb, isn't he sent to death?"

Chu Yuyan couldn't help but ask.

"Hmph, this way has its own decision, little girl, don't be poor, be careful that I refine you into a zombie. The fat-faced Taoist priest sneered.

When Chu Yuyan heard this, she couldn't help but shudder.

Chu Yiyun stood on the other side, looking at Yang Fan, but there was a bit of schadenfreude in his expression.

Yang Fan nodded, and also gave Hu Fei an antidote to the poisonous surname.

Then he himself took the next one in great pain.

Seeing this, the fat-faced Taoist priest nodded slightly and said, "You two follow me into the tomb." ”

With that, he took the lead towards the tomb, followed by Yang Fan and Hu Fei.

As soon as he entered the tomb, the fat-faced Taoist priest paused, only to feel that the medicinal powder on his clothes flashed with a strange light, resisting part of the poison, and the rest of the poison soaked in his body was dissolved by a strange warm current.

With his cultivation during the foundation building period, with a little luck and mana, he can resist the poison of the outside world, Hu Fei is similar to him, it seems that this son is extraordinary.

As for Yang Fan, the fat-faced Taoist priest put his hand on his body, condensing a gray protective layer and attaching it to his body.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, as if to express his gratitude, he knew that the fat-faced Taoist priest would not let him die. A clever pharmacist has a lot of use value in a place like a thousand-year-old tomb, and of course, maybe the fat-faced Taoist priest has other intentions.

With a fat-faced Taoist priest leading the way, the three of them entered the tomb smoothly and came to the door of the stone hall.

This time when he entered the dark red stone hall, there were no ironclad puppets blocking the way, but the fat-faced Taoist priest still let his foundation building period zombie lead the way in front of him for the sake of caution.

Zombies are almost immune to poison surnames, making them ideal for action in this catacomb.

The three of them cautiously walked into the main hall, and soon saw the thousand-year-old headless demon corpse, which was wandering back and forth, without thinking, everything was acting according to instinct.

"Senior, this thousand-year-old corpse doesn't even have a head, why does it still have the ability to act?"

Yang Fan asked curiously, he finally met a monk in the foundation building period, and he was also a ghost corpse path, this opportunity should not be missed.

"Zombies are not ordinary creatures, not to mention that this is a thousand-year-old corpse that has been demonized. Of course, other possibilities cannot be ruled out, such as the thousand-year-old Xuan Corpse who practiced demonic skills before his death, or the legendary immortal body......"

The fat-faced Taoist priest replied, looking a little difficult to determine. Yang Fan caught some excitement and excitement in his tone.

Indeed, a thousand-year-old corpse like this is definitely a treasure that a ghost corpse Dao monk dreams of, and he can even risk his life for it.

"You stand still, little pharmacist, your cultivation is too low, you can retreat to the door. ”

The fat-faced Taoist priest said indifferently.

"Thank you, senior. Yang Fan retreated to the entrance of the main hall, of course he would not be stupid enough to think that the other party was taking care of himself, and the fat-faced Taoist priest probably had something to use him.

The fat-faced Taoist priest first swept the black zombies in the foundation building period and walked towards several sarcophagi in the main hall.

Yang Fan stood at the entrance of the main hall and looked at it intently, he was also very curious, what was in the sarcophagus?

Walking slowly, I saw that the black zombie was about to touch the sarcophagus.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Bang!

The thousand-year-old headless demon corpse turned around abruptly, and the mighty demonic qi condensed into one, and with a palm in the air, it slashed towards the black foundation building period zombie.

"Not good!"

The fat-faced Taoist priest was shocked, and he could deeply appreciate the power contained in that palm.

Click!

The black zombies in the foundation building period were actually cut alive and then torn apart.

Call!

Suddenly, the mighty demonic qi filled every corner of the entire hall, and the invisible coercion descended again.

The three of them were immediately oppressed and couldn't breathe.

Yang Fan stood at the entrance of the main hall and felt that the mighty demonic qi caused a violent rebound of the nine demonic qi deep in his body.

Suppress!

Yang Fan gritted his teeth.

Then, how could the Demon Skill of the World be suppressed again and again as he wished.

Rumble!

Yang Fan only felt that the demonic qi was infused into his body, and his whole person was filled with endless demonic power, as if he could destroy mountains and rivers with a single gesture, and he was above all beings in the world.

(To be continued)