Li Zhaoyuan looked at the more than 100 people lying there, and he didn't feel good in his heart. He didn't learn much medicine, and he didn't know how to repel drugs.

He was helpless, and he was a little anxious in his heart, thinking repeatedly. "Calm, calm. He paced among the unconscious people.

He touched his belt and suddenly thought, "Belt, belt." By the way, the belt! Didn't Xiao Hei seize the belts of the two immortal cultivators? So he used his mind to probe the two belts, and soon discovered that they were storage belts.

The storage belt is a common storage magic weapon in the world of cultivating immortals. For the sake of safety, it is generally designed to require the cultivation of divine consciousness, and the sacrificial refining of the divine consciousness imprint. This makes it impossible for the snatcher to open it immediately. If it is forcibly opened, it can easily explode and destroy the contents inside, or even disappear into the rules of space.

Therefore, if you get someone else's storage bag, you can only use it by slowly eliminating the other party's divine consciousness imprint, and then marking your own divine consciousness imprint. However, if the opponent is too strong, it will not be so easy to expel the Divine Sense Imprint, and it will also allow the opponent to find you according to the Divine Sense Imprint, which will be very dangerous.

The two brothers, Zhu Yongshou and Zhu Yongnian, were not strong, and it was still easy for Li Zhaoyuan to expel their divine sense imprint. But the two brothers are dead, and the imprint of divine consciousness is gone. So it's not so much trouble.

Li Zhaoyuan quickly branded his divine sense, and his divine consciousness entered it. Both of these storage belts are ten square meters in size, which is a good storage belt. It would be good for ordinary immortal cultivators to have one square meter or two square meters of storage magic weapons. Obviously, these two storage belts were rewarded to them by their sect. Let them carry more treasures back to the sect. Now it's cheaper, Li Zhaoyuan.

Most of the two storage bags were filled with gold and silver treasures. There are thirty or forty thousand taels of gold, and there are even more mountains of silver, and Li Zhaoyuan can't figure out how many catties and taels there are. In addition, there are some antique calligraphy and paintings, jade and so on. Li Zhaoyuan didn't know what the value was. However, these should be stolen goods, and Li Zhaoyuan will naturally not go to the owner without nothing. According to the style of the sunset thief, those lost owners should have evaporated from the world a long time ago.

However, he didn't look very seriously at these broken copper and iron, after all, he was now a genius earth treasure in the sea of divine consciousness, and even the twelve major sects were probably blushing.

In addition to the gold and silver treasures, he also found a secret book of the Smoke Evil Gate, "The General Record of the Cultivation of the Smoke and Evil Condensation Veins" and some poisonous smoke balls that had been refined. In addition to some cultivation tips and methods during the condensation period, there are also some methods for refining tobacco poison.

The Sunset Thief used tarantula smoke poison. The refining method is to remove the poison of the grimace tarantula and refine it into the wolf smoke. As long as a person inhales into the body, he will fall unconscious and lose consciousness. Anyone who is poisoned by this poison needs to be detoxified within seven days, otherwise the body will ulcerate and die.

There is no antidote to the tarantula smoke poison, and it can only be saved by the immortal cultivator who slowly forces the toxin out with spiritual power.

"Spiritual power, spiritual power. Li Zhaoyuan muttered to himself in contemplation, and said secretly in his heart: "Even if I have spiritual power, I can't save so many people at once." Before my spiritual power was exhausted, most of them might have died. ”

"The tarantula smoke poison is not a powerful poisonous smoke among the various poisonous smoke of the Smoke Gate, and ordinary monks can force it out as long as they have time to slowly use their spiritual power. The problem with these mortals is that they don't have spiritual power. Li Zhaoyuan had a flash of inspiration: "That's right." Don't I have a lot of spiritual fruits? Well, take one and try it to see if it works. ”

So Li Zhaoyuan took out a golden-veined fruit the size of two fists. He thought for a while, found a bowl of water, cut a small piece of the golden-veined fruit with the power of yin and yang, put it in a bowl, and then stirred it so that all the flesh dissolved in the water. Then he picked up a poisoned man, opened his mouth, and slowly poured it in.

The poisoned person who drank half a bowl of golden-veined fruit water really slowly woke up, and then the person felt a reaction in his stomach, spit out a mouthful of thick black water, and his face slowly became ruddy. Li Zhaoyuan took his hand and checked it with his divine sense, and sure enough, there were no toxins in his body. The person was completely detoxified.

When Li Zhaoyuan was treating this person, there was no one next to him, and everyone was bandaging the injured person at this time. Everyone was very busy, after all, the people who fell from poisoning in this battle, and almost all the other people who participated in the battle were injured in different ways. This battle can be considered the worst battle of their lives. As for these poisoned people, there is no way for anyone else except Li Zhaoyuan.

Looking at this person who had successfully detoxified, Li Zhaoyuan shouted excitedly: "Iron Leopard!

Hearing Li Zhaoyuan's call, the iron leopard rushed over, looked at Li Zhaoyuan and asked, "Shangxian, what are your orders for me?" Because of his good body, the iron leopard was erratic in the battle, so he was less injured. In addition to fatigue, the mental state is good.

"Tell someone to find ten water bags. ”

The iron leopard was very happy to see the poisoned person who had woken up next to him, and knew that the immortal could detoxify. Immediately command someone to fetch a water bag.

Soon ten water bags were fetched. Li Zhaoyuan divided the remaining golden-veined fruit into ten parts, and then used the power of yin and yang to dissolve them into the water of ten water bags. Then he said to the iron leopard: "Third brother, you let people drink it to the poisoned people." Remember that everyone should drink half a bowl of potion. ”

Soon all the poisoned people woke up, looking at these people who woke up, Li Zhaoyuan had an inexplicable excitement, self-confidence, and pride. He was originally an otaku, and he has never had this sense of existence, and he feels that he is no longer a useless person, and he also has a kind of self-confidence of a successful person, and he also has the expectation of cultivating immortals in the future.

Li Zhaoyuan observed those who had drunk the Golden Stripe Fruit Water, and found that a wounded poisoned person had also healed. It turns out that this goldenrod fruit also has healing effects. The golden-veined fruit is really a genius treasure in the immortal cultivation world, and it has the effect of lifting the dead and flesh and bones, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an immortal fruit.

After all the more than 100 poisoned people were detoxified, there were still four water bags of golden-veined fruit potion that had not been used up. So Li Zhaoyuan called the three brothers of the Tie clan and asked the injured people to drink the rest of the potions. Sure enough, it was the medicine that healed from the injury, and Tielong even recovered fifty percent of his true qi.

The golden fruit is a rare fairy fruit in the world of cultivating immortals, and mortals in the mortal world are a panacea for improving physical fitness, prolonging life, and increasing strength. The effect of the monk eating the golden fruit is naturally not as obvious as that of mortals, and the monk's body has already been washed and exercised by spiritual power. The impurities in his body have gradually decreased, the disease is difficult to invade, and the life expectancy is prolonged. The more you cultivate to the back, the less effective it will be to eat the Immortal Fruit. Only by finding a better spirit fruit, even a heavenly immortal fruit, can it play a certain role. However, immortal fruits are hard to find in the nether realm.

Li Zhaoyuan saved the poisoned people in the caravan and helped the injured to heal their injuries. But it is said that it is a miracle doctor, and the medicine is cured. So there was a thunderbolt kneeling and kowtowing to thanks, gratitude, gratitude. There are all kinds of thanks. I can't wait to offer Li Zhaoyuan as an ancestor.

Seeing such a scene again, Li Zhaoyuan, as a current person on the earth, felt uncomfortable no matter how he watched and listened to it. It was another dissuasion, some modesty, that calmed down. It is no wonder that the real masters of the immortal cultivation world are unwilling to stay in the human world for longer. If you have a good heart, you will encounter such a scene, once or twice, it is fine, but if it is like this every day, it will be annoying to death. Monks can't kill mortals, they can only hide far away. However, there are also monks who like to be held up in heaven by others.

After settling the caravan, Li Zhaoyuan saw the corpse of the sunset thief in the next place, looked for Tie Long, and asked: "Brother Tie, I don't know what to do with these corpses? There may also be plagues. ”

Tie Long replied, "Sir, in the past, when we encountered the corpses of bandits, they were all set on fire. Li Zhaoyuan really couldn't get used to hearing the title of "Shangxian", so he could only compromise and call them "sir". After all, the teacher was respected in any dynasty.

"Then you have to ask someone to pile up those corpses and burn them, because if you leave them for too long, it will be easy to produce viruses. ”

"Yes, sir. But can we keep their heads?" Iron Dragon asked.

"Why is this?" asked Li Zhaoyuan curiously.

Tiehu, the black-faced man, interjected, "Sir, that's right. Those sand bandits raided homes and houses, disturbed public order, and endangered society. The imperial court and government were powerless, so they offered a reward and let the masters on the rivers and lakes deal with it. Each sand bandit offered a bounty had a lot of bonuses. As a result, many heroes on the rivers and lakes became bounty hunters, living on bounties and earning a lot of fame. ”

"This sunset thief is so cruel, isn't the bounty not low. ”

"Yes, the slaughter of their leader alone is worth a hundred thousand taels of silver. Other boss minions also have a lot of bounties. Tiehu showed a look of a wealth fan.

"So, you've made a lot of money this time. ”

"Hehe," Tiehu smirked and said, "Hehe, it's all Mr.'s credit." We're just following the stain. ”

Li Zhaoyuan looked at Tie Hu's beard, remembered the black face Zhang Fei, and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't expect Second Brother Tie to also make sycophants." ”

Li Zhaoyuan turned his head and said to Tie Long: "Brother Tie, you quickly arrange for people to go down, take the head, and then burn the corpse." Hurry up, finish early, and rest early. Everyone is tired from the day. By the way, remember to wait until the body is moved farther away, and then burn it downwind. so as not to smoke people. I can't stand it. ”

So he found a tent and went in to meditate and rest. Li Zhaoyuan didn't want to see them cut off people's heads, as a modern person on the earth, he couldn't stand such a barbaric and cruel behavior, just thinking about it made him feel like vomiting.