Chapter 401: Filth and poison are dissolved into wastes

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed. The sky was bright, and there was a knock on the door of Leng Xiao's room, and only after he had passed did Shan Qiu push the door in.

Same as Xiao Qingruo, Shan Qiu is also a female disciple of Zixin Mountain, and her personality is also somewhat similar. In Leng Xiao's opinion, at least among the people he has seen, their personalities are similar, and Purple Heart Mountain is a good place for self-cultivation, and after a long time, the heart has become calm.

However, there are also some disciples who still have some impetuousness and worldliness in their personalities, such as Nangong Ye, who is young and vigorous, and cannot avoid vulgarity, but it can be regarded as adding a touch of vitality to Zixin Mountain.

Although the disciples of Purple Heart Mountain are dressed as Taoist priests and cultivate their hearts, they are not confined to ordinary principles, so a woman from Shan Qiu will take care of Leng Xiao.

Leng Xiao is a wasted person, naturally he does not have such an honor, in fact, Shan Qiu is in charge of all the mages rescued from the Xuanmen Realm alone, and if there are any matters, she will convey them.

After Shan Qiu entered the door, he closed the door again, stood beside Leng Xiao's bed, and said with a straight face: "Young Master Leng has the deepest poisoning, and it is all because of your extraordinary physical fitness that you can survive until now." It's just that now the toxin has spread to the meridians, flesh, and even bones of the whole body, if you use the method of scattering gong, the cultivation will be dispersed along with the toxin, and the physical body will also collapse. ”

She didn't say any more, but the implication was obvious. Once the gong is dissipated, it means death, and if the status quo is maintained, you can live for another year and a half.

Scattering Gong is the method of detoxification of the people in the body with the unique practice of Zixin Mountain, after the scattering of Gong, the body will be very weak and will take a long time to recover. At the same time, the cultivation of the past will be dissipated in one day, and for many people who have practiced penance for decades or even half a life or a lifetime, it is undoubtedly a more painful torture than taking their lives.

For other mages, it is no different to scatter or not scatter, they are all weak and powerless wasted people. After leaving the Xuanmen Realm, the gray qi in the body will be suppressed, and then disperse, leaving only the fire monkey that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, commonly known as filthy poison.

The gray qi of the Xuanmen Realm can indeed bring infinite power to people in a short period of time, but it comes at the cost of life. The root of the gray qi is the filth gathered by the heavens and all the worlds, and it took countless years to derive the gray qi, and even the Xuanmian Jun, so no one can really use the gray qi except for the Xuanmian Jun, a creature born from the same origin.

Shan Qiu glanced at Leng Xiao, Xiao Qingruo still had some instructions for her, after all, Leng Xiao had also stood up for her in the Xuanmen Realm, and if she could take care of one or two, she would take care of one or two. Who would have thought that everyone else was fine, but only he seemed to have been sentenced to death.

"But is there any other way?" Leng Xiao asked.

Shan Qiu looked at Leng Xiao, she thought about the many expressions that Leng Xiao would show, but she didn't expect him to be so calm. This made her a little envious, even some older brothers and sisters, they may not be able to be so calm in the face of life and death, maybe there are only nine teachers and the head.

She said: "Several division commanders are studying, saving people to the end, and they will not give up on you, you can rest assured." ”

After finishing speaking, she left, and the meal was sent by some disciples with shallow cultivation, which could be regarded as carrying out the task of the master, and there was a meager reward.

Senior brothers and sisters may not look down on them, but in the eyes of these junior brothers and sisters, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

Leng Xiao was immersed in the dark room alone, his consciousness drifting in those memories that were gradually becoming clearer. Since I got out of the Taxian Bridge, I always felt that something was missing in my heart, and it turned out that there were some feelings, which were really not delusions.

Now that he has fallen to the point of dying, he feels at ease for no reason, and he is a little panicked, but he is afraid that he will never have the opportunity to see Shi Lingxi again.

"Yuko...... Lingxi ......"

He muttered, and for a moment there was a picture in front of him that paused in the cold moon, and suddenly he didn't know how to face her, facing this woman who also loved him deeply.

Perhaps, dying like this, dying in this strange world, is not a good result. ”

The door was pushed open again, but it was not the disciple who came to deliver the meal, but the head of the sect, Cangjin Daoist. Behind him, the Fallen Leaf Daoist and the others squeezed in like a string of tails.

Cangjin Daoist walked to Leng Xiao's side, and was shocked when he probed his pulse, his brows furrowed tightly: "Weird, weird! The situation was quite stable when I saw it two days ago, not to mention that I still have a year and a half of life, how can I look at it again today, my body is withering at an extremely fast speed, and if I continue like this, I will die here in less than a moment or three." ”

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon: "If a person has the heart to live, it will be difficult for Yama to receive it, and if a person has the heart to die, the heavens will not be able to save him." Young man, we have found a way to save your life, don't give up on yourself!"

Leng Xiao was silent for a long time before nodding and saying, "The seniors are bothered, and the juniors must cherish their lives." ”

Life and death, why bother to compare, if you can live, never give up, if you can't, there is no complaint, so good.

The Fallen Leaf Daoist said: "Young man, I see that you have a strong physique, which is extraordinary, and you want to cultivate a lot before you fall into the Xuanmen Realm. If you follow our methods to rescue, it may be difficult for you to cultivate in this life!"

He looked at Leng Xiao, other mages, after a period of physical cultivation, they would gradually recover, and they could also resume their cultivation path. And Leng Xiao may have been a frail waste all his life.

"Thanks to the hard work of several seniors, they did not give up the rescue, and if they were cultivated to survive, they did not have to compare, what is the method, but it doesn't hurt to try. ”

Several people nodded slightly, appreciating Leng Xiao's attitude.

Mu Xiudao's face looked like he was just a young man, but he was similar to Leng Xiao. is also in charge of the elixir of Purple Heart Mountain, and takes out more than ten kinds of elixir from the ring, and his face twitches, still looking a little heartache.

"It's just a pity, according to such a rude method, ten percent of the medicinal power will be lost, let alone ninety and a half!"

In Leng Xiao's current state, they could not afford to be delayed, so they immediately separated in all directions, put down their formations, and each pinched out their marks, and purple thunder flashed between their fingers.

Daoist Mu Xiu stood beside the bed, in the middle of the formation, and at this moment, a fire broke out in the palm of his hand, refining more than ten flavors of elixir in turn.

Needless to say, the rest of the people immediately thundered and poured into Leng Xiao's body, like a layer of thunder, constantly shrinking, and penetrating every inch of Leng Xiao's pores.

This is a necessary process to expel the poison, which is as painful as being scraped and flesh removed, and can only be endured by the person who has been poisoned.

Leng Xiao's face was bruised, his expression was quite calm, and he never said a word. It didn't take long for him to suddenly open his mouth and spit out a cloud of gray and blackened gas, as if all the fire monkeys had been burned to ashes by the thunder.

"Quick!" Cangjin Daoist glanced at Mu Xiudao.

Daoist Mu Xiu's movements were not slow at all, and he had already made movements almost at the same time as Daoist Cangjin shouted. The power of the elixir in his hand turned into a trickle, pouring in from Leng Xiao Baihui Acupoint, flowing into his limbs and hundreds of remains, filling the void in his body after cleaning up the filth.

After casting the spell, Cangjin Daoist and his party left quickly, as if there was something important to deal with.

Ninety percent of the medicinal power dissipated when it entered the body, but it could be regarded as a depression that penetrated his whole body. Very little of the remaining medicinal power has been absorbed, and most of it continues to dissipate.

He raised his hand, and the flesh collapsed as if it were withered and withered, and became skinny and bone-covered. Even the bones became a little fragile, at least, to save their lives.

The disciple who delivered the meal was late, and it was inevitable that he would wait for a long time or miss the hour, and a disciple only delivered food to three or five mages every day, and they came and went, and they became somewhat familiar with each other.

After Wen Xi entered the door, when he saw Leng Xiao's appearance, the food in his hand almost fell off in fright, and he hurriedly put it on the table, and said continuously: "Leng ...... Leng Xiao, don't panic, I'll go and ask the teacher to come!"

Leng Xiao hurriedly stopped him and said, "Brother Wen don't need to panic, a few seniors have only left for a short time. My filth is gone, don't worry. ”

Wen Xi relieved his heart: "That's good, that's good." It's just that after watching others remove the filth and poison, it is not so miserable. Yes, Senior Sister Shan Qiu said that you are more poisoned. ”

When he brought down the food, he couldn't help but look at Leng Xiao, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he only felt that this appearance was very miserable.

After eating, Leng Xiao was no longer idle and began to walk on the ground. At first, I had to hold on to the wall, and after walking for a while, I got used to it, but the physical exertion was extraordinarily fast, and I was already out of breath, so I had to sit down and rest.

At noon, Qiu Yansheng came to see him once, and Zixinshan knew that Qiu Yansheng and Leng Xiao were familiar with each other, and the location where the two arranged to live was not far away.

Fortunately, Zixin Mountain has fallen from one million disciples to two thousand, lacking everything, except for housing, and the houses all over the mountains are idle and dusty.

Qiu Yansheng was not deeply poisoned, and he had refined a lot of blood sand, so he recovered quickly, even if he was still a little weak, he was much better than Leng Xiao.

He said: "I heard that there are a few mages who have lived for hundreds of years, although they have been detoxified, their lifespan is not much, they can't live for a few years, and it makes no difference whether they can detoxify or not. ”

Leng Xiao listened to it, there was nothing to say, sympathy for others, or self-pity, nothing, only the calm of stagnant water.

"Senior brother, don't you plan to return to the human realm and the Blue Scar Sect?" Qiu Yansheng couldn't help but ask.

Leng Xiao still didn't speak, Qiu Yansheng kept waiting, and after a long time, he said: "If you have the opportunity, go back, I will never run away from anything, let alone fear anything." ”

Qiu Yansheng's face suddenly bloomed with a smile: "Okay, we will definitely go back one day, I still have to marry Cuihua, how can I make her wait and wait! Don't worry, junior brother, I will definitely devote myself to cultivation, cultivate together with your share, and then go back together." ”

With that, he left, as if he couldn't wait, not wanting to waste a little bit of time.

Leng Xiao sat under the tree, the afternoon sun was strong, and the round golden round made people feel a trace of warmth in their hearts.

The next day, Wen Xi came to inform him that Leng Xiao could choose to leave, or he could join Zixin Mountain, as long as he did some chores and trivial things on weekdays, he could eat three meals a day.

In his opinion, Leng Xiao is now skinny, unstable, and has no way to go, if he leaves Zixin Mountain, he can't live at all.