Between life and death, I know that the strong enemy is behind me, and if I fall, it may be really difficult to see a new sunrise. Holding back the severe pain, a breath of true qi pressed the meridians of the body in the second half of the year, and I exerted my last potential, not to chase the enemy behind me, but to act on the golden sword itself.

Since cultivating the Golden Pill, one of the biggest benefits is that the aura that has been spawned has suddenly increased to a level of cultivation, with the further discharge of impurities in the body and the aura generated in the Purple Mansion, I can barely control the golden sword to achieve the sword flying sky!

Holding back a breath of aura generated by the whole body, I lightly stepped on the golden sword, the golden sword under the urging of the aura, as if there was a rocket booster device at the end, under a mysterious force, under the action of an anti-gravity that absolutely violates modern physics, took me like a glimpse, and suddenly rushed out of the gray yin wind that had become thin.

Just after I flew out of this large area of gray gas, I vaguely heard me shouting from a distance behind me: "Where is the Jindan monk, if you step into this yin cave again, you will definitely have no return." ”

I looked back at it from a distance, and saw a black shadow standing faintly in the gray air, and his eyes shot a faint blood light, it should be the "Eighth Senior Brother", listening to this guy's accent with a bit of Sichuan accent, the tone is old-fashioned, and I don't know how many years I have been a zombie, as soon as I made a move, I was seriously injured by a newly baked Jindan monk, hey, why is Lao Tzu so back, no matter how far he cultivates, he is always beaten back to his original form as soon as he shoots.

Looking at the gray gas that gradually disappeared behind me, and making sure that no one was following the other party, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but this anger was released. A mouthful of blood involuntarily spurted out from his chest, and countless stars suddenly appeared black in his eyes. The golden sword flying in mid-air also shook suddenly, and I almost fell from a height of hundreds of meters. I hurriedly took two deep breaths to suppress the sharp pain and confusion in my body again, and I had to flee a little farther away.

I flew to the boundless grassland in the north for a long time without a purpose, even I don't know how far I flew, the aura in my body has been exhausted, with my Jindan just bred these aura in the early stage, it is already overdrawn, and now I can't care about the quality of the Jindan that has just been formed in the dantian, and the left half of the body has been numb to the point that there is no trace of consciousness. Seeing a lake wave in front of me, I finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell on the edge of the lake like a crumbling drop, and after drinking two sips of cool lake water, my eyes turned black again, and I completely fainted on the edge of this lake.

When I woke up from my coma again, it was the night lake that woke me up, and my lower body was soaked in the lake water with my waist, gently caressed by waves of gentle waves.

After struggling to get up and sit up. When I looked around, it was already dark, and the stars in the sky and the Milky Way were like a grand gathering, dazzling. And there was silence all around me but the soft sound of the waves, and nothing could be heard.

After checking his condition, the true qi in his body was in chaos. The meridians on the left half of the body were already petrified and could not find a way to touch them, but the golden pill in the lower dantian was not broken. But the original brilliant gold was also dimmed like a grain of corn that was slightly dark, yellow and jerky with heavy dust attached.

I tried to run the True Qi Walking Week, but unfortunately there was nothing I could do. By the moonlight I checked the left half of the body, it turned out to be black, and faintly emitted a foul smell, the right hand to the center of the left back, sure enough, there was a foreign body inserted in the back, because the back was basically numb, a slight touch was unconscious, I gritted my teeth and pulled it out, but I felt a loosening of the whole body, and so on to take the foreign object in front of my eyes to see, it was a black finger, and the fingertips were still hanging with a wisp of stinking black blood, by the way, what kind of secret weapon is this, is it the fingers of the eighth senior brother, thinking about it, feeling that the back is wet, reaching out and touching it back, the hands are full of black blood, and then thinking about how to be good, the head feels dizzy again, the body is soft, and falls asleep again。

After that, there were constant nightmares, dreaming of my father, mother, and grandmother covered in blood, and they kept rushing at me, and among them were friends who used to play together, fat people, The monkeys, all of them died tragically, wandering around me with missing arms and legs, and finally, out of nowhere, an incomparably large python swam to my side, spit out the sticky snake letter, revealing its sharp snake teeth, and then licked it in my face with the huge snake letter as if teasing and teasing me, and then the snake letter suddenly turned into countless tentacles and stretched into my seven orifices.

Suddenly, I was awakened from my nightmare. There was a long, large, wet tongue licking my face in front of me, a foal staring at me with big eyes, as if curious about me.

I shook my drowsy head and looked around, and it turned out that there were herdsmen driving a large group of cattle and horses to the lake, and the big dog in the distance had apparently spotted me, barking and running towards me, and a Mongolian man on a tall horse was also galloping towards me.

The whole body was still completely devoid of strength, and his face was blue and black, I looked at it, and a pool of foul-smelling black blood clots had already condensed under my body, thinking that it was the blood stains that I had flowed out, and I had released so much black blood, but the left half of my body still had no reaction.

A strong Mongolian man on a tall horse had come up to me and asked me in the local Mongolian language that I did not understand, and I did not know how to answer. Seeing that I was in tatters, embarrassed and dying, at the embarrassing appearance of my sticky beard and hair, and at the puddle of blood and unstoppable appearance under me, the strong man asked a few questions, and when I did not answer, he jumped off his horse, and after a whistle, he summoned a horse, lifted me up and put me on the horse's back.

I don't know how long I followed the Mongolian man around, and finally came to an old and huge yurt, and the big man put me behind the yurt and covered me with a blanket, and then went out again, and I was not returned for a long time.

Perhaps as the black blood diluted some of the toxicity, I lay in the yurt and began to slowly run Zhou Tian's true qi, although the meridians in the left half of my body were all numb, but the true qi began to run a little bit with experience, and every time I ran a big Zhoutian, I felt that a wisp of wet and greasy things could gush out of my back.

I don't know how long it took for me to get dark outside, and I felt as if I had been drained inside. There was no trace of strength, only a faint breath of true qi. It is still slowly running in the body under the control of the mind.

Outside the yurt there was finally the sound of horses' hooves and the neighing of horses, as well as the barking of sheepdogs. Footsteps and human voices could be heard in the distance. Gradually towards the yurt.

It was still the Mongol Khan, and his women and children, and finally a very old man who came in, and they surrounded me, still trying to communicate with me in the local dialect I did not understand, but I could only do my best. Finally, the Mongol Khan gently turned me around and showed my wound to the little old man who was thin and dark, with countless age spots on his face.

I don't know what the identity of the little old man is. He actually reached out and carefully touched my wound, and poked his finger into it very cruelly, and I was so painful that I almost went into shock with a spasm.

Hey, it's a pity that I don't have any strength now, and I can't communicate with them, otherwise, I would definitely explain that I can't let a strange little old man bully me so directly. But the expression of this little old man was solemn and extraordinary, and he kept talking to the Mongolian man next to him in a very solemn tone. The Mongolian man's face became extremely heavy, and even the eyes that looked at me were a little frightened and weird.

Seeing the solemn face of this Mongolian Great Khan, there was a bit of incredulity in his eyes, and I thought to myself. Do they know the poison of the corpse in me? While I was wondering in my heart, the little old man said to me in jerky Chinese, "Your poison is the poison of a zombie." Right?"

I was a little surprised that this little old man had really seen the fame. So he said, "Yes, uncle." That's how I got it by zombies. ”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I haven't seen it for decades, there are still these devils in this world, young man, where did you see the zombie, are you around here" The old man asked me nervously.

"Uncle, to be honest, it's on our grassland, it should be a place south of here, but I can't say how far away. Thinking back to the direction I had headed north before, I replied to the little old man.

"South! Is it there!" the little old man thought for a moment and groaned.

The Mongolian Khan next to me saw that beads of sweat the size of beans kept coming out of my head because of the pain, and he said a few words of Mongolian to the little old man with a little worry, and then pulled the little old man back who was in deep thought.

"Yes, yes, no matter what, it's important to treat your injuries first, this kind of corpse poison is still extremely troublesome to treat. The little old man nodded quickly and said to me.

I thought about it, I once looted a pill from the old ghost of Xuanyin, which was specially used to cure corpse poison, so I told the little old man that there was a bottle of pill in the baggage on my side, and asked him to help me take it out, which could cure the corpse poison on my body.

The little old man helped me take out the bottle of pills in disbelief, I ate a few, but I didn't know if the pills had expired, or the corpse poison was too powerful, and black blood kept flowing out of the back, but it didn't get better, if I hadn't used Lei Yuan's true qi to force the corpse poison on my back, I'm afraid this poison would have invaded my heart.

"Young man, your medicine can't work, I see that your corpse poison is not ordinarily powerful, can you tell me, what kind of zombie you encountered, is it green-haired, white-haired, can only jump or can run?" the little old man asked me again.

"It's flying. I thought of the last zombie that flew in and was called "Eighth Senior Brother".

"What! It's a flying zombie! Oh my God, the devil has appeared again!" the little old man was obviously a little flustered, and then hurriedly said to me: "Young man, hurry, hurry up and do what I say, and hurry up to cure your corpse poison, otherwise you will die!"

At the orders of the little old man, the Mongol Khan tied me to a wooden shelf, lit a small fire under my back, and pasted a thick layer of sticky substance on my back, and began to smoke my entire back with fire.

If I stood on the sidelines and watched, I would be like a whole roast lamb tied up, and the smoke made me cry, and the scorching of my back made me feel hot in my heart. I meditated in my heart, what kind of cure is this, it is purely to ask for my own life!

The little old man didn't know how to make a big bowl of green and oily sauce, which smelled like cow and horse dung, and pinched my nose and poured it into my mouthful, the taste was disgusting and bitter, and the strength of the smoke and fire, and the fact that he finally stabbed me in the back with a silver needle-like object, and I fainted again.

I don't know how long it took, when I woke up again, the surroundings were already dark, the back was no longer painful, but instead it was cool, I felt the inner breath, although Lei Yuan's true qi was weak, but then it could run the veins around the body, and the corpse poison that could be felt on the back before really seemed to be drained clean.

I really didn't expect that in this prairie, there was such a special way to treat this strange corpse poison. (To be continued......)