In addition to inducing the hatching of insect eggs, Wu Yu's flute sound can also demagogize people's consciousness. Therefore, the thrush snow unconsciously fell into his calculations. The newborn mallard kingfly quickly cannibalizes the mana that Thrush Snow has blessed on her inner armor, and then spreads the poison into her body. Fungal poison is a live poison and is the most powerful of all poisons. Its greatest characteristic is its rapid assimilation and rebirth. As long as a human or other living creature touches a little, it will instantly infect the whole body.

The bacteria spread rapidly, and the thrush snow was infected all over the body in an instant. The poison gas hit her brain, and she lost consciousness in an instant. Ye Qianzong and Wu Yu glanced at each other, and both showed a hint of joy. Thrush Snow's body kept falling, and she was about to fall into the mire. At this moment, with a "whoosh", a white pupil of wind flashed. He quickly took the thrush snow in his arms, and immediately flashed towards the black pool.

"Boy, you dare!"

Ye Qianzong and the others were proud, and they didn't expect that the little Gathering Spirit Cultivator would make a move.

Thirty-two small magic swords, under the control of Ye Qianzong's divine sense, instantly synthesized into a three-zhang sword. The fierce rainbow quickly slashed down at the running Bai Yitong. Bai Yitong seemed to have expected this blow a long time ago, so he took advantage of no one's attention early in the morning to cover himself with a layer of divine realm armor. Under the sword of Brother Nayuan, he can only rely on this to save his life.

"Bang!"

The Flame Flying Sword slashed at Bai Yitong's body with one blow, knocking him away in an instant.

"Poof!"

In mid-air, Bai Yitong spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

A little bit of blood splashed on the thrush snow, but more was sprayed into the mist. Ye Qianzong's blow was not comparable to a poisonous Taoist at all. The outstanding disciple of the dignified Lingxu Sect uses a middle-level high-grade magic weapon, and naturally he is many times stronger than the poison Taoist priest. Bai Yitong took this blow, and his consciousness was blurred at that time. In the fog, he only subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly, and fainted.

In the endless silence, Bai Yitong couldn't raise any consciousness. In the dark, he only felt as if there was something to do. But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't remember what to do. A hazy divine thought floated in the endless void. It wants to find a place to stay, but it can't. That's it, I don't know how long it has been.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe, it's 10,000 years.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared in front of me. This divine thought drifted unconsciously towards the light. The closer you get to the light, the more blurry it becomes. I don't know when it started, but a trace of white mist appeared around Shen Nian. The vision gradually brightened, and the white fog gradually thickened.

After drifting forward for a long time, a dark shadow was finally vaguely seen in the depths of the white mist. It didn't take much time this time, and the shadow was finally close at hand. I saw that between the white mist, a black lotus seed the size of a sea bowl was shining with white light. Shen Nian didn't have time to think about why the black lotus seed emitted white light. Only in the moment when the lotus seed appeared, there seemed to be something suddenly in his mind.

"Lotus seeds!"

A golden lightning bolt instantly split the sea of divine consciousness. Bai Yitong remembered everything in an instant, and his consciousness gradually returned. He snapped open his eyes, and everything that had been before vanished in an instant. What appeared in front of him at this moment was a shadow stone door. By the stone gate, he and the thrush snow rolled down.

"The Temple of the Green Underworld!"

Bai Yitong subconsciously screamed, and then he quickly picked up the thrush snow who was still unconscious, and quickly ran towards the temple. There was no time to enter the main hall of the Green Immortal Temple, so he only found a hallway at the entrance of the temple and put the thrush snow down.

"Poison gas to the heart!"

Bai Yitong probed the thrush snow pulse slightly, and he had already measured the degree of her poisoning. At the moment, he couldn't care about the difference between men and women, and in a moment he removed all the thrush snow clothes. Thrush Snow's snort is waning, and her whole body is blue-black. The Chu Chu fairy in the past is quite like Shura Yaksha at this time. Looking at the fragile appearance of the thrush snow, Bai Yitong's heart ached. At that moment, he immediately began to slowly suck out the toxin from the mouth of the thrush snow's heart, and then sent it to the Mud Pill Palace for the mysterious lotus seed to absorb and transform.

With Bai Yitong's movements, the bacterial poison in Thrush Xue's body was sucked out little by little. Seeing that Thrush Xue's body gradually regained its blood color, Bai Yitong made room to wipe the sweat on his head. This busyness is three or four hours. While driving away poison for thrush snow, his cultivation is also growing. Finally, the pure aura in his dantian reached a critical point. The next moment, the dantian suddenly jumped, and a new feeling instantly surged into his heart.

Eight layers of Gathering Spirits!

The dantian, which had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly emptied. Bai Yitong took a light breath, and the brilliance in his eyes flashed. After entering the eighth layer of Gathering Spirits, he felt that he had improved a little in all aspects. At this time, he didn't have time to pay attention to this, just kept sucking the toxins in Thrush Snow's body.

Half an hour later, the last bit of bacterial poison in Thrush Xue's body was also sucked out of Bai Yitong's body. With a soft cry of "huh", the thrush snow woke up slowly. Seeing that she was no longer in danger, Bai Yitong immediately meditated cross-legged and slowly refined and absorbed the aura in his body. In just a short period of time, his cultivation at the eighth level of Gathering Spirits had been well stabilized. Previously, in order to expel poison to Thrush Snow, he was unable to meditate and refine the aura in his body. Relying only on the body's independent cultivation is slow progress after all. At this time, as soon as he had spare time, he hurriedly devoted himself to cultivation.

"You...... Touched my body?"

Thrush Snow woke up and found herself naked, naked, and her heart was suddenly embarrassed. She grabbed the magic sword in her hand with a "bang", and the tip of the sword instantly pointed to Bai Yitong's throat.

"Are you awake, are you feeling better?"

Bai Yitong stood still, but asked gently.

Looking at the blood stains that had already dried up at the corners of Bai Yitong's mouth, the scene before losing consciousness suddenly came to Thrush Xue's heart. In a trance, a small spiritual monk would rather stand up and accept the blow of the Nayuan monk, but also hugged himself tightly and did not let go. Thinking of this, the magic sword in Thrush Xue's hand "snapped" and fell on the hard ground.

"Thank you...... ...... for me Retrieved the flying sword. ”

Thrush Snow picked up a few pieces of clothing and covered the main parts. She wanted to say thank you Bai Yitong for saving her life, but when she thought of the embarrassment in her body, she immediately changed her words.

......

A day later, the two of them finished their respective pranayamas. Bai Yitong was not worried about the poison in the thrush snow, and insisted on performing a clear heart for her before he didn't care anymore. Looking at his serious appearance, Thrush Snow was secretly moved in her heart.

"You...... Why did you save me?"

Thrush Snow bit her lip and finally asked softly.