It is said that the eldest disciples of the Heavenly Machine Palace Master in the past generations will practice a musical instrument, and they are not learning vocal music to help the fun.

The music practiced by the senior disciples is called "Requiem". It is adapted from a secret method that is only passed down among the previous Heavenly Machine Palace Masters, and it is a rare sonic group attack spell, which specifically interferes with the souls of others, and can make the opponent's ten successful abilities less than thirty percent. It is rumored that if you cultivate to the extreme, just by using music, you can snatch people's souls and kill people invisibly.

This Xiao voice is lively and clear, and the tone is quite a bit unrestrained, regardless of the ground, and free and easy.

Ji Xin turned out from behind the vermilion lacquer gate, and kicked over a puppet with his foot, but Xiao Sheng did not pause at all. He played the same tune as the Northern Lights. Strangely, Xiao Sheng did not make everyone feel uneasy, on the contrary, it and the sound of the piano were mutually restrained.

is also "Requiem", everyone listens to it, but the taste is completely different. This is the first time in Su He's life that it is a good thing to see the heavenly ghosts.

Li An's spirits perked up, and just at this moment, the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror also fell back into his palm.

The divine soul was no longer disturbed, everyone was relaxed, the fairy sword talisman flew all over the sky, the winter thunder surged, and the wind and clouds changed color in shock, as if the next moment, the sky was about to fall.

The sound of the piano suddenly rose again, and just when everyone's spirits were shocked and their bodies were stagnant, the Northern Lights waved their sleeves, and a large area of poisonous mist rose again, filling the alchemy hall. Immediately afterward, his figure also turned into a faint green smoke and floated out of the cracked roof.

Mr. Jiazi, who refused to return to the mirror, saw this overwhelming poisonous fog, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air with an "oops" sound.

At the same time, Li An raised his hand, and the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror shone brightly, and the colorful pillar of light rushed straight towards the bullfight, expanding into a faint halo, enveloping everyone in the alchemy hall, and instantly transferring to the outside of the hall. Compared with the machine spirit and the non-machine spirit, the power difference is more than a hundred times!

With a loud bang, the alchemy hall was torn apart, and even those alchemy copper tripods weighing more than a thousand catties flew out in all directions along with the cracked walls and roof tiles. By the time the poisonous smoke and dust cleared, the Northern Lights were long gone, and only a few strange creaks were heard, and several broken puppets got up from the broken bricks and rubble, and tirelessly rushed over with knives.

Su He raised his hand, and a few pieces of rune paper flew over, spontaneously combusted without fire, and fell on the puppet, and after a while, it burned clean.

In his busy schedule, Li An also collected two bottles of poisonous mist, which is really a good spell, it is equivalent to bringing a group of helpers. The transitional aura overdraft made Li An a little dizzy, but now was not the time to rest, he took out the silver needle, didn't look at it, stuck his backhand on his Fengchi acupoint, and went to find Gu Buyan.

With such a toss, Gu Buyan is already ninety percent dead. Li An gritted his teeth and persisted for half an hour, and Gu Buyan finally had a faint pulse. At this time, Old Man Xu came with the disciples of the Medicine King Valley and took his place.

Li An silently put away the silver needle, his heart was at a loss, and he suddenly remembered the tomb of the Yanshi who did not bury the dead. There are also people and formations in Yanshi Gorge, it is said that Yanshi's medical skills are not under the ancestor Xu Jingting, and the Northern Lights are obviously very good at using poison, could they be the same person?

If the Yanshu, formation, and poison were all coincidences, then the same fatal injuries on Gu Buyan and Xu Jingting should be enough to explain the problem.

Li An told these speculations to his heart, and the little Taoist priest only sighed, and he didn't know where to run.

At this time, Cheng Lin came over and said, "Senior Brother Yunqi, can you help take a look, this poison is so strange, the poisoned people are unconscious, but some have chills, and some have fever." ”

Only then did Li An remember that many Taiyi disciples had been put down by the poisonous mist just now, and hurriedly ran to check.

Fortunately, although these people have been poisoned, they have all taken the poison avoidance pill in advance, and their lives are not in danger for the time being. Li An took out the poisonous mist he had just collected, locked himself in a quiet room outside the Hundred Grass Hall, and began to prepare the antidote.

After a while, he thought of the configuration method of the antidote, and used the poisonous mist to repeatedly verify the amount, found a pen and paper, wrote down the formula of the antidote in detail, and handed it to Cheng Lin.

Li An meditated and rested for a while, got up and poured a glass of water, and suddenly found that the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror was as smooth as new, and all the rust on it had disappeared. Thinking that Mr. Jiazi was still hiding inside, Li An tapped the mirror with his finger and said softly: "Uncle Shi, you can come out." ”

"There is a poisonous fog outside, I won't come out!" Mr. Jiazi's voice came out muffled.

Li An was completely speechless at this old gentleman, and said with a smile: "The poisonous mist has dissipated, Uncle Shi, the machine spirit will not be poisoned." ”

Before the words fell, Mr. Jiazi's small pigtails came out of the mirror, he waved his arms, and shouted: "I am not a machine spirit, thousands of years ago, I condensed my body, and now I am an immortal!"