After hearing this, the old Taoist's face changed color. He disliked me for not having seen the world. He waved his hand and said: "Go and cool down and stay alone. This was dropped by the big snake when he was fighting with the Suzaku. In order to pick up these two
It almost drowned me. As the saying goes, phoenix feathers and unicorn horns are the feathers of the phoenix and the horns of the unicorn. They are both rare things, but the Suzaku and Qinglong are the four divine beasts that dominate the sky, and are much more advanced than the unicorn and phoenix.
Already."
"Do you really think that big snake is a blue dragon?"
"Whether it is a blue dragon or not, at least that's what the mysterious man thinks. It must have the same effect as a green dragon."
"What you say makes sense."
"What's the score? It's obvious!"
"Okay, okay, even if that's what you mean, what do you want to express?"
"Know yourself and your enemy and you will be victorious in any battle. If you want to defeat the mysterious man, you must have a way to restrain the big snake." As he said that, the old Taoist picked up the soft sword left by Xiaoyaozi and looked at the object and thought about the person. "This sword can restrain the mysterious man."
People, however, must think of other ways to deal with the big snake."
"If I really ask you to capture that Qinglong, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it in a few seconds." I said with a smile.
After hearing this, the old Taoist nodded and said, "I can't do it, but you can."
"Me?" When he mentioned that the matter was difficult, the old Taoist thought of me, "You really think highly of me. My prohibitions have no effect on that big snake. I'm afraid I won't be able to stuff it with my own strength."
Teeth gap."
"Do you know where the Suzaku came from?" Old Taoist suddenly asked.
"how come?"
"That was caused by Lao Xiao using his own blood to turn into red water, but I have a question that has been keeping in my heart: Why did the Suzaku wait until Lao Xiao died before coming, and had to see red before he fought with all his strength."
The old Taoist put his forehead with both hands, with a sad look on his face, and said: "Although the Suzaku is a spiritual beast, it needs someone to control it. Isn't the Qinglong also being ridden by a mysterious person? The so-called Chishui has to die to control the Suzaku.
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"It turned out to be like this..."
"This is destiny."
“I didn’t expect Lao Xiao’s understanding of Tao to be so profound.”
"What's so profound? I've put my own life on the line. Hey, he's just a fan of the authorities. However, if it weren't for him, maybe I'd get involved too. Forget it, I won't treat him badly today, lest he
Sneezing down there frightens those bull-headed horse-faced people."
After listening to this, I couldn't help but lament the impermanence of the world, and I was also moved by the friendship between the two of them that others could not understand. Because I knew that Xiaoyaozi had not only seen through the divinations of his own life and death, but also the destined choices. Watching the withered vegetation,
Seeing the great change of the universe. Perhaps it is like what Xiaoyaozi said, if anyone is omniscient and omnipotent, he will die without a burial place.
The night was also lonely, and people let their dreams wander. The old Taoist and I chatted and then fell asleep. I had many dreams, but none of them had anything to do with reality.
I was woken up by the old Taoist's roar early in the morning, and I struggled to get up. I saw him holding his thigh, complaining, and frowning.
"Senior, what are you doing?" I rubbed my eyes and asked, "Are your legs cramped?"
The old man didn't say anything. The pain in the situation was definitely not a cramp. I quickly opened his hands covering his thighs and was shocked to find that his thighs also had sores spattered by the mysterious man's blood.
"Let me strangle you. Your skin has started to rot. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I saw that there was already pus and blood overflowing from the sore.
Old Daoer was trembling at the moment and his lips were blue. He wanted to say something to me but was restrained by the pain and couldn't say anything. I stood up in a hurry and wanted to get him some analgesics. "Whether it works or not, take the medicine first and then talk."
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After the old man took the painkillers, he obviously felt much relieved and could at least speak. I asked anxiously: "What...what's going on?"
"You ask knowingly." The old Taoist said to me with sweat on his face, "That dog's Yin Qi is too strong. He sucks corpses and collects blood all the time. He has all five poisons in his body, and blood can be seen in his saliva and his throat is sealed."
I touched my forehead and asked, "Then why am I okay?"
The old Taoist rolled his eyes at me and said: "You killed the damn giant anaconda, drank its blood, and took Ruyigou. The blood flowing all over your body is no longer vulgar, even if you don't want to live anymore
, you will die even if you take a few sips of pesticides, but those snakes, insects, rats, and ants can't do anything to you, so you can restrain the evil poison."
"Hurry up then. I'll give you some blood and remove the poison from your body." After I said that, I went to get a dagger to bleed.
The old Taoist waved his hand, gritted his teeth in pain, and said to me: "It's useless. Not to mention that I have been poisoned for many days and drinking it will not help. Let's just say that you have such a mess of elements in your body that you can still live.
That was entirely God's reward and the result of the good fortune of heaven and earth. If it had been anyone else, they would have died suddenly. I think I'd better resign myself to fate."
"How can it be so mysterious?"
"Don't believe it. You are now invulnerable to all poisons, invulnerable to gods and ghosts, and have a pure body. To put it more exaggeratedly, you have attained the realm of cultivation that our Taoist sect has been pursuing for thousands of years.
, how can you say it’s not mysterious?”
"Then you're not jealous to death?"
"Hey, what's the use of being jealous, I can't get it anyway."
At this time, I suddenly thought that there are many precious medicinal materials in Yuling, and I can definitely pull out the poison. So I told the old Taoist what I thought, but he grinned and said to me: "Come on, it's close to Yuling."
, but I am more of a Ye Heping person. No matter how generous you Yuling is, that guy from Ye Heping will definitely not think so."
It was right when I thought about it. I scratched my head and felt helpless.
The old man picked up my cigarette case, and I quickly lit it for him, took a puff, and then exhaled a string of green smoke, which slowly rose into the sky.
After taking a puff of cigarette, I seemed to relax a lot. I wiped the sweat from my head, looked at the wall, and said to me: "While I'm still alive, I'll take a few more puffs."
Listening to the old Taoist's words as his last words, I felt a surge in my heart and said, "Don't be so damn depressed, aren't you still alive?"
The old Taoist took a long puff of cigarette, suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead, and rushed out the door.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Looking for cigarettes!"
"Cigarettes? Don't you still have some? I won't buy enough for you."
"It's not this cigarette."
"Ah? What kind of smoke is that?" I heard it in confusion, so I followed the old man and ran out.
The flowers outside the door were withering. The old Taoist walked all the way and found a three-story smokehouse not far from the villa where Ye Heping sent me off. Black smoke was slowly rising.
"What are you doing here?"
"I also discovered this place by chance. I didn't expect that production is still happening here."
"Ah? What do you produce? Cigarettes?"
The old Taoist walked into the Yanlou excitedly. He saw a man and an old man with a gray beard busy working in the Yanlou. It was unbearably hot in the Yanlou.
"Brother, are you busy?" the old Taoist shouted while breathing heavily.
"Why are you? I haven't seen you for several days." The old man seemed to know the old man and greeted him warmly.
"Yes, I haven't been here for several days."
"Are you greedy again?"
"Hahaha, brother, you understand me."
"Come on, the last few times you came here, it was like looking for cigarettes, but before I opened the door, you always returned disappointed. This year there is a drought and a bumper tobacco harvest, so it is the official time for you to come."
It turns out that the newly beaten tobacco leaves are emerald green and must use high temperature to evaporate the water. This is the place where this step is carried out. However, this was all made in the past.
The craftsmanship of dry tobacco has no longer required the use of smoke towers in the production of cigarettes today. Therefore, this place has been preserved as a traditional building, and the local area has long since stopped growing tobacco, let alone producing cigarettes.
"Oh, really? I didn't see where you planted tobacco leaves?"
"Hahaha, how could you have discovered this?" The old man put down what he was doing and said, "Like you, I like this, so I secretly planted two vegetable beds in the yard in front of my house."
"Oh, brother, you are really a talent."
"Don't call me brother. We are in the same grade. Just call me Lao Zhang."
"Okay, Lao Zhang, I'm not polite. I'm here today just to ask you a favor."
Lao Zhang smiled naively and said, "It's okay to ask for nothing. We are destined. As long as I can do it, there will be no ambiguity."
However, Lao Zhang was enthusiastic and upright. When Lao Daoer asked him for something, he agreed without asking any questions.
"I want two cigarette gourds from you."
When Lao Zhang heard this, he became anxious: "What, what do you want to do with that? I tell you, as long as you suck this thing, you will be skinny and skinny, and no one will care about you when you die."
"I know." Old Taoist smiled.
"Then you still want it?"
"It is true that I have something to ask for." Lao Tao'er refused to speak directly and just begged again.
"Hey, you still noticed it. Let me tell you, if you don't dare to plant more, it won't grow. When I was a child, I caught a cold and had a fever. My dad made a paste out of it. If I had a headache or a fever, just put a little in it and let me see how you look.
It’s not good, but since you won’t tell me, I can’t ask more questions. If you can’t cure the disease, it’s better to stop the pain first!”
"Thank you bro!"
Lao Zhang nodded, turned to the corner and took out a wooden box and two cigarette gourds.
"Use it sparingly, or you'll be gone after you use it."
The old Taoist nodded, took the cigarette gourd and left. On the way, I saw the old Taoist holding his nose and gritting his teeth, probably because he was in severe pain.
As soon as we returned to the house, he was busy peeling off the cigarette gourd and stuffing it into his mouth.
Not long after eating, Lao Tao'er suddenly shouted excitedly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, Bei'er is energetic."
Seeing that Old Dao'er has a way to relieve the pain, I think the top priority is to heal his leg. As for how to save Jin Lei and Ruan Lina, defeat the mysterious man, eradicate the Blood Worship Cult, and get Pangu's heart back, that will be considered later.
things.
The old Taoist said that Xiaoyaozi's soft sword can restrain the mysterious man, and the big snake must be dealt with by the Suzaku. These are the two keys left to us to defeat the enemy. What is tempered on Xiaoyaozi's sword is a secret technique of the Taoist sect. The old Taoist
He said he didn't know how, so he had to go to Changbai Mountain to find it. He only remembered Xiaoyaozi mentioning a place called Qilinpo in Changbai Mountain. If he could find it, he might be able to detoxify it.
So, we set out for Changbai Mountain. It was a bumpy journey, and it was already evening when we arrived in Mohe. At that time, there were not so many tourists in Changbai Mountain. When it got dark, there were only a few people on the street.
The two of us didn't want to waste time, but after asking many people, we didn't know where Qilin Slope was. Finally, we found a general direction under the guidance of an old man.
At this time, it was already past eight o'clock, and it was already dark. However, we had not yet found the Qilin Slope that the old man mentioned. The old Taoist had injuries on his legs and had difficulty moving. Just when we didn't know how to advance or retreat, we discovered that there was something at the foot of the mountain.
It's a village. It's not big, but it's brightly lit, and there's music and music, and it's very lively.
"There's no end to the road. We've caught up with a happy event. Let's go and have some food and rest."
After hearing this, the old Taoist looked stunned and said: "This is not a happy event, it's a mourning tune, wearing sackcloth and mourning."
Chapter completed!