The gate of Jiu Chi Taoist Temple opened, and bursts of rising black energy suddenly appeared in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.

This is where the conditioning key comes into play.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that his ability to master the conditioning tips that he thought required diligent practice in the past was rapidly improving.

Unknowingly, he seemed to have met the standards of Dr. Ren's treatment plan.

Zhang Xuezhou looked away and saw a young man stepping on the ground outside the gate of Jiuchi Taoist Temple, holding one person on each hand.

The young man has tall sword eyebrows, handsome appearance, and a tall body. He carries a long black bow on his back and wears a blue sleeved robe with fluttering colors, as if someone is constantly fanning him beside him while filming a movie.

It's just that the young man's hair is messy and he's constantly sulking, which makes him look a little embarrassed that doesn't match his temperament.

There was no black air rising from the young man's body, but the person he was holding on his left and right hands continued to emit bursts of black air, with heavy breathing and black saliva flowing out. The two men were shaking, obviously in the pain of illness.

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"I am Li Jiao from the Feiyu Army. Where is Taoist Master Zhao?"

The door of Jiuchi Taoist Temple opened, and Taoist Master Kong, who was not a lonely man, welcomed the guests.

Li Jiao looked at the young man who opened the door and felt something was wrong.

As a person who wanders among many forces, the other party is very discerning. As long as he tells his name, he will definitely greet him personally.

And now a strange young man opens the door, which can only prove one thing.

"Master went out and hasn't come back yet!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded, and Li Jiao's guess was completely verified.

His fingers were slightly cold, and his heart felt sad.

In his left and right hands, two strong men in iron armor were dripping with black saliva, and the blood vessels on their necks and arms showed a faint golden color.

"Sir, our fate is like this, you don't have to feel sad for us!"

A middle-aged man raised his head slightly and muttered something in a low voice.

"It's a pity that I didn't take off the head of the Golden Toad Dharma King in one risky move!"

Another middle-aged man also whispered.

There was no fear in their tone, and their eyes were calm despite the pain. They seemed to have accepted the fact that their lives were not guaranteed.

"Has Taoist Priest Zhao left any antidote in this Taoist temple?"

Li Jiao glanced at the lonely people in the Taoist temple who were hesitant to leave, and then looked at Zhang Xuezhou, looking for the last glimmer of hope.

"I have only been accepted by the master for a few days, and there are many things that I have not understood yet." Zhang Xuezhou cupped his fists and said, "If the guest can identify the elixir, you can search for it in the temple!"

Because Zhang Zhong was once the captain of the Feiyu Army, Zhang Xuezhou had a good impression of the Feiyu Army.

He didn't do anything to stop him, and stretched out his hand to signal Li Jiao and others to enter the temple to find a way to save themselves.

If you need to discuss your illness, there is a Lingyou Sanren in Jiuchi Taoist Temple who has also been poisoned by golden toad, and you can communicate with other patients.

"Rogue cultivator Zhong Rang has met the general!"

Li Jiao did not hesitate to refuse. As soon as Zhang Xuezhou's invitation was opened, Li Jiao led the people into the Taoist temple.

He glanced at Lonely Sanren, who immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"To be honest, General, Zhong Rang was also poisoned by the golden toad poison. It was the three insects and three flowers secretly formulated elixir that came to find fellow Taoist Kong Kong to detoxify him. It's a pity..."

Lonely and scattered people cupped their hands.

Compared with the good qualities of being courteous, courteous and orderly, Lonely Sanren certainly pays more attention to life-related matters.

Without life, no matter how beautiful your qualities are, they will be of no use.

If there was an antidote to the poison in the Jiuchi Taoist Temple, Lonely San people would have taken it for themselves, and it would not be Li Jiao and others' turn to look for it.

"You were also poisoned by golden toad poison?"

Li Jiao made a sound in surprise.

He pursed his lips, feeling that today's events would not end well.

"The Golden Toad Dharma King has a godson named Jinbao Demon King. I had some issues with him and was accidentally injured during our sparring match!"

Lonely Sanren gave a simple explanation.

He stared at the two severely wounded generals in front of him, and couldn't help but pursed his lips with emotion.

The physiques of martial arts practitioners and magic practitioners are completely different. If he had been poisoned by the golden toad poison of these two generals, he would have been paralyzed by then and would have died within an hour and a half.

But no matter how strong your physique is, you can't overcome the huge differences in cultivation levels.

The ranks of these two generals are similar to his. Although martial arts practitioners have a certain advantage in attacking and killing magic practitioners, once they fall into the control of magic practitioners, the situation will completely change.

He could vaguely guess the general relationship between the two sides' fight.

"I see!"

Li Jiao nodded.

He gently placed the two strong men in iron armor next to the stone bench of the Taoist temple, then stretched out his hand to lift, and his fluttering blue sleeves stopped fluttering.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that Li Jiao's tall body shrank slightly, and then he was ten centimeters shorter.

Only then did he notice that Li Jiao's feet seemed to have left the ground.

This is a bit like the floating flight mentioned by lonely people.

Although Li Jiao is only ten centimeters above the ground, if he can keep moving forward at this height, this is flying.

Moreover, Li Jiao was carrying two strong men, which would inevitably affect the flying height.

Zhang Xuezhou was extremely envious for a moment.

He watched Li Jiao enter the Taoist temple and search around, and felt that everything he saw in the past two days was very human.

"If I eat a red clam like Duan Yu, and have the good luck to meet the immortal relics and learn peerless martial arts, and then practice peerless martial arts..."

Zhang Xuezhou had a flash of delusion in his mind, and then quickly stopped this crazy thought.

The derivation of his dream world is already messy enough, and if he thinks about some random products, it may lead to even more bizarre things.

Moreover, his current goal is to get out of trouble in the cracks, and then inform Zhang Zhong and others about many things to see what kind of response Zhangjiazhuang will make. As for the rest, Zhang Xuezhou cannot and cannot control it.

At this time, his eyes were looking back and forth at Li Jiao.

If there is no special connection, Li Jiao is the one he borrows from, and the one who helps him get rid of the embarrassing status in Jiu Chi Taoist Temple. Even if the empty Taoist accuses him of not returning to Jiu Chi Taoist Temple, there will be no big problem.

As for Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation, no matter how fast he cultivates, Zhang Xuezhou is still an imbecile character in the eyes of these great practitioners.

Zhang Xuezhou keeps thinking about the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Curse" just because after entering the country, he can avoid the invasion of ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants, giving him a little more ability to survive when he loses consciousness, and the continuous practice and seeking will also swallow him up.

The hidden dangers caused by the flesh and blood of the Holy Son are eliminated.

Apart from this, Zhang Xuezhou’s practice has no other special uses.

If he wants to wait two days and leave here safely with his parents, he can only do this.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the sky and saw the setting sun like blood. It was not far from the time for him to return to reality.

"Sir, I've cooked some gruel here. If I can't find the antidote to the poison, I might as well swallow some food by force. This will also increase my strength to resist the golden toad poison!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about ways to involve the relationship, and then said some words of goodwill.

His words shocked Lonely Sanren Zhong Rang.

If you can resist the golden toad poison by drinking meat porridge, there will be no poison that is difficult to cure in the world.

"That's fine!"

What made Lonely Sanren even more shocked was that in just a few seconds, Li Jiao, who couldn't find the elixir, actually agreed to this suggestion.

"The Taoist Master told me that famous teachers will produce great disciples, but I haven't even asked my little brother for his name!"

Li Jiao returned the favor with cupped fists.

Of course he knew that drinking porridge could not detoxify him.

But at the moment, except for this useless method, he is really weak and has difficulty in successfully treating the two generals Zhao Mu and Zhou Cang.

He went to the doctor indiscriminately when he was suffering from an acute illness. Before the two generals were on the verge of death, he had to make some attempts.

"It's a pity that I don't know the pattern of the outbreak of golden toad poison. Otherwise, I should be able to rely on Taiqingzhen to suppress the poison for the two generals until you regain body control and actively suppress the golden toad poison in your body and return to the north for healing!"

Li Jiao sighed sadly.

He lifted up his sleeves, and on his wrists, three golden raised veins were equally eye-catching.

But unlike the two generals, he can control his own body and can temporarily suppress the poison in several places, so that the poisonous injuries will not explode and become uncontrollable.


Chapter completed!