Fairy way

The three sisters of the Luo family and Daoist Yutang left.

Master Yutang is very glad that he is still alive.

But the three sisters of the Luo family seemed much calmer.

They stopped not far from the Night Wolf clan.

"Three fairies, what's wrong?" Master Yutang asked.

Luo Yueying and Luo Sanyue looked at Luo Qingqiu together.

They are brothers and sisters, and they all practice the same exercises.

To a certain extent, we can communicate with each other.

They vaguely felt Luo Qingqiu's intentions, so they stopped and looked at the sister who was actually the most authoritative among the three, very curious.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Luo Yueying asked.

Luo Qingqiu replied: "I still feel something is wrong."

Master Yutang was a little unhappy: "There is nothing wrong, it seems that it is just that the senior is too lazy to pay attention to us."

He was frightened by Lin Xi again.

Perhaps this senior didn't take any targeted actions just because he didn't take them seriously.

Luo Qingqiu ignored Master Yutang, but continued: "The sense of oppression he gives me is not strong."

"Isn't that strong?" Reverend Yutang was a little annoyed: "Girl doll, don't talk nonsense."

"You think it's strong?"

"That's natural."

"Then would you like to describe his aura?" Luo Qingqiu said.

"What's so difficult about this." Immediately, Master Yutang said, "That feeling is extremely cold, as if stared at by an abyss, deadly... powerless... this..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and the expression on his face gradually became weird.

That's right.

The breath is really strong.

But this is the breath of Guiyuan.

What about this senior's own aura?

It seems that the two times I saw it, I didn't feel it at all.

"Understood, he doesn't have his own aura on him." Luo Qingqiu said: "There is only Guiyuan's aura."

Master Yutang reluctantly said: "Perhaps it was just an injury, and the breath of Guiyuan invaded the heart veins, which caused this situation."

"Yes, there is indeed such a possibility." Luo Qingqiu nodded.

This possibility exists.

Master Yutang didn't know why he felt relieved.

Probably because I don't want to believe that the person who scares me like this is actually an illusion.

Luo Qingqiu said again: "So I gave the Qingfeng Bamboo Flute to the little barbarian girl beside him."

"Qingfeng Bamboo Flute, what is that?"

"Qingfeng Bamboo is poisonous. If you use it to refine weapons, the magic weapon will also carry toxins. It can hurt people, but it can also hurt yourself."

Poisoned?

Immortal Yutang turned pale when he heard this: "You are crazy, if that savage girl dies, do you know what will happen!!"

This savage girl can't move at all.

It doesn't matter whether that senior cares about this barbarian girl or not.

Even if he doesn't care, he will never sit idly by for the sake of his own face.

That's when the real thing will happen.

Luo Qingqiu shook his head: "Of course I know that the poison of Qingfeng Bamboo Flute is not strong, and this poison has a characteristic that it will dissipate automatically as long as it is swept by a strong spiritual sense or spiritual power."

Master Yutang understood.

This is a hidden poison.

It is difficult to discover where the source of the toxin is.

When he found out that the barbarian girl was poisoned, the senior only needed to sweep away the poison with his divine sense, so naturally he didn't know where the poison came from.

I can't pursue it even if I want to.

"What level does this so-called powerful spiritual consciousness have to be?" asked Master Yutang.

Luo Qingqiu replied: "If you are serious about detoxification, monks at the seventh and eighth levels of Qi refining can detoxify it, but if you want to detoxify it with a sweep of spiritual consciousness, you must at least be in the Nascent Soul realm."

The Night Wolf Clan doesn't have Qi Refining level [-] or [-] monks at all.

If the barbarian girl is fine, then this senior may really be something they can't see through.

But if the barbarian is poisoned...

That can only mean one thing.

Everything is fake.

......

......

Night wolf clan.

Xiao Nian accepted Qingfeng Bamboo Flute and couldn't put it down.

"Master Prophet, can I keep this?" Xiao Nian asked.

Lin Xi stared at Qingfeng Bamboo Flute for a long time, but didn't find anything unusual, so he nodded: "Keep it, a small magic weapon. Although it may not have much power, it's good to help you get a preliminary understanding of the magic weapon."

Xiao Nian was very excited.

She stroked the bamboo flute, then circulated her weak spiritual power, and gently blew on the flute mouth.

woohoo~

The bamboo flute made a harsh sound.

Obviously Xiao Nian has never learned how to play the flute.

I don't know how to play a moving melody.

But she was blowing very seriously, the sound spread and a few wisps of breeze were set off, it was really just a small magic weapon, its power was really not that great.

Seeing this, Lin Xi couldn't help smiling.

He drank a few sips of the broth prepared by the soldiers to expel the chill in his body, but the breath of Guiyuan still tormented him, making him a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Xiao Nian, who was enjoying playing with the magic weapon, suddenly turned pale, and she frowned tightly and covered her chest, as if she was a little out of breath.

She could only kneel down on the ground and breathe hard to make herself comfortable.

Such changes terrified those around them.

"Sister Xiao Nian, how are you?" Everyone gathered around.

Xiao Nian's complexion was very bad, cold sweat kept streaming down her forehead, her face was slightly distorted, looking very painful.

Lin Xi was also surprised when she saw this: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Nian raised her head with difficulty, and forced a smile on her face: "I'm fine, it's just that... my chest... hurts a little, and I can't breathe..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Nian passed out directly.

Her face gradually turned from white to blue.

"I'm poisoned, Xiao Nian is poisoned, hurry up and get the antidote herbs." Zhuo Ye yelled anxiously, and most of the tribe heard it.

Hunting in the dense forest will inevitably encounter poisonous weeds and insects.

Therefore, tribes often keep detoxifying herbs.

Soon someone sent over the antidote herbs.

Zhuo Ye couldn't help but put the most powerful herbal medicine into Xiao Nian's mouth, and then waited anxiously.

"Xiao Nian, don't scare grandpa, when did you get poisoned, why didn't you, a silly child, find out." Zhuo Ye looked worried.

Unfortunately it backfired.

Not only did Xiao Nian not get better, but her face turned greener and greener.

The breath is getting weaker and weaker.

Obviously, this poison cannot be detoxified by the detoxification grass in the mountains and forests.

"Master Prophet! Master Prophet!" Zhuo Ye looked at Lin Xi as if grasping at the last straw, "You should think of a way to save Xiao Nian."

Lin Xi's face was serious.

When barbarians hunt in the forest, it often happens that they die under poisonous weeds and insects.

But Xiao Nian has already started cultivating immortals, so he is very resistant to poisons, and the poisons in ordinary mountains and forests are generally helpless.

What kind of poison is this!

How did it come so ferociously, without warning.

Lin Xi checked Xiao Nian's situation, and said unwillingly, "I... can't help it."

He's just a jerk.

I can't see any poison in Xiao Nian at all.

Not to mention detoxification.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Lin Xi suddenly turned her head to look at the Qingfeng bamboo flute that had fallen aside. The bamboo flute was emerald green and shone with faint light.

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