Chapter 9 Detoxification

Of course, Mei Xinyan knows that this is the poison of fog spewed by the ice clams, which is a kind of slurry that accumulates poison gas of ice clams in winter. At this moment, Mei Xinyan has nowhere to hide. It is only good luck to fire all over her body to resist the cold. At the same time, she tries her best to hit the black tube...

With a bang, the clam Xuanbing finally collapsed and broke, and the ice cracked into countless fragments and spread in all directions. In a blink of an eye, it turned into green smoke and disappeared invisible.

The true qi in He Xiaozhuo's body finally burst out. Once the heavy pressure was lifted, he immediately turned over and rose up, like a living tiger. The true qi instantly poured into his whole body, and the pale blue halo brightened again. He Xiaozhuo spit out a mouthful of ice water, and his body was shocked. He suddenly found that in the ice water, a bean-sized firedrop was as bright and dark, and was dying.

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei! What's wrong with you?" He Xiaozhuo quickly held Mei Xinyan in his palm, and whether he was recovering from a serious illness, he immediately lost his whole body of true qi to Mei Xinyan.

The dim Mars shone again, and then dimmed down again, "Xiaozhuo, it's useless. I was poisoned by ice clams just now. I'm afraid I can't do it. Take care of yourself." Mei Xinyan said in a weak voice, and then it was already silent.

"No!" He Xiaozhuo shouted loudly and began to lose his true qi to Mei Xinyan crazily. How did he know that Mei Xinyan had exhausted Zhenyuan's power to save him just now? At the end of the crossbow, he was hit by the last blow of the ice clam Xuanbing's eyes. It was really not easy to carry it until now. How could he wake up easily? He was already in a coma. Don't wake up.

The ignition light flashed with difficulty under the maintenance of He Xiaozhuo's true spirit, but it was weak and weak, just like a carbon fire at the same star. As soon as the wind blows, it brightens, and the wind immediately fades down. He Xiaozhuo did not dare to neglect, so he had to hold Mei Xinyan in his palm and maintain her life with true qi. He was on the rock, meditated and practiced. On the one hand, he recovered his physical strength, and on the other hand, he lost the newly absorbed natural aura to Mei Xinyan.

Such a long and cold night of desperation was spent in such a dependent fate, and there were fools who fell asleep under the big stone where He Xiaozhuo sat.

The first ray of dawn finally shone on the valley, and hundreds of birds chirified, disturbing the tranquility of the valley, the fog rose, and began a day of tranquility in the valley.

He Xiaozhuo stood up gently and looked at Mei Xinyan, who was still in a coma, affectionately. His heart was infinitely heavy. Facing the vast mountains and fields, what he needed most now was to find a way out and a way to treat Mei Xinyan. Therefore, he has no time to take care of the scenery of the mountain. Despite the energy replenishment of the night, he has deeply felt the aura of the mountain, but now the most important thing is to treat Mei Xinyan.

With a fool, he walked through the river valley that no one has walked, through the secluded mountains and forests, and finally walked to a sunny valley. The clear mountain stream water coiled far away. Countless boulders lay in the winding stream, with a boulder more than one person high in the middle, square, rounded edges and flat interface. It is particularly conspicuous among many boulders. A man with long hair and long beard sat in the middle of the huge stone.

It was a thin old man, with thin cheeks, high cheekbones, deep cheeks, and more wrinkles on his face. His eyes were slightly closed and his lips were tightly squeezed. A gray hair casually tied a bun on the top of his head, and many scattered messy hair fluttered in the wind, connected with the gray beard, although it floated sparsely. Floating away, but there is a kind of transcendent free and easy. The rags can no longer see the original style of the clothes, the rotten shirt, and the background color of the clothes. Only on the rags and rotten shirts, countless holes look at the indifference that is indisputable with the world. Black trousers can still be seen clearly, but even sitting there, you can still see its fatness, and the reason that it may have never been washed, and even let the stains sprinkle the beautiful pictures of the country on it. Barefoot, the soles of the folded feet are covered with thickcocoon, and it seems that they are no longer related to shoes.

He Xiaozhuo took a look and basically confirmed that this is a practitioner in the deep mountains, so please ask him that he may find some clues to treat Mei Xiaoyan. After all, this is the first human I met after three days in this deep mountain.

"Hello, old man!" He Xiaozhuo bowed to the people on the stone, but the people on the stone didn't seem to hear it at all and sat still.

"Hello, old man!" He Xiaozhuo bowed on the stone again and increased his voice this time, but like the first time, the people on the stone were still indifferent.

At this time, He Xiaozhuo suddenly felt that his palms were hot and he quickly looked down. It was Mei Xinyan who shone.

"Xiaomei, do you have anything to say?" He Xiaozhuo asked softly, but Mei Xinyan only flashed twice and finally couldn't say a word. He Xiaozhuo held Mei Xinyan in his hand and looked at the person on the stone again. "Lao..." As soon as he shouted a word, He Xiaozhuo finally wanted to stop talking. He saw that the old man on the stone was still mediting there with no expression, as if he didn't exist at all. Forget it. It's predestined to meet thousands of miles away, and there is no chance that they don't know each other. That's the situation, right? In this case, why bother with it?

He Xiaozhuo pulled the fool and was ready to turn around and leave. Suddenly, someone on the stone suddenly asked:

"Do you have a coal flame elf in your hand?"

He Xiaozhuo was stunned. The old man obviously didn't open his eyes. How could he tell that he had an elf in his hand? But He Xiaozhuo, who has always been honest, still replied honestly,

"Yes, it's the coal flame elf."

"It seems to be injured." The old man said lightly.

He Xiaozhuo was even more surprised.

"Yes, she was injured to save me." He Xiaozhuo answered sincerely.

Seeing the old man's movements, the old man has flown down from the stone and landed in front of He Xiaozhuo.

"Come with me." The old man said in an irresistible tone.

"Where are you going?" He Xiaozhuo asked.

The old man stopped talking and strode forward alone.

He Xiaozhuo hesitated for a moment and followed the old man. Although the identity of the old man is unknown, in order to save Mei Xinyan, he knew that there were tigers in the mountain and had to go to the tiger mountain. Moreover, there was no other way now, so he also followed the old man.

Three turns and two turns, the old man stopped in front of the hole covered by a pile of gravel. The ancient cave, bare stone, a flat ground in front of the cave, three or two stones put together, obviously with traces of fire, very much like primitive people's pot stove. The mouth of the cave is irregular. It is in the shape of a door made of gravel. The sun spreads down from the opposite hillside and sprinkles on it, like a confused eye.

The old man didn't say anything and walked in. He Xiaozhuo had to follow in.

The light in the hole is very dark. After a few minutes, He Xiaozhuo adapted to the light inside. There is only one house with a large watery space, and the innermost part against the wall is paved with a large stone slab, which is full of messy things, gravel, cloth bags, bottles and cans, and things that can't be seen clearly. A set of dark black and bright bedding is rolled around. Looking at the ground beside the bed, there is also an iron pot on a stone in the middle of the ground. A bowl squats next to it. There are chopsticks on the bowl, but the bowl and the pot are empty except for the thick dust.

Is this a hermit living alone in the mountains or a practitioner? He Xiaozhuo's heart was full of mystery.

"Let your friend down." The old man said in an irrecondable tone.

He Xiaozhuo looked around doubtfully. It was empty and really didn't know where to put it.

"Just put it under your feet." The old man saw through He Xiaozhuo's mind at a glance.

He Xiaozhuo looked embarrassed and had been holding Mei Xinyan carefully. How could he have the heart to put her on the ground so seriously injured at this moment?

"If you want to live, do it!" The old man's tone is still tewarm, but the majesty in his words cannot be violated.

He Xiaozhuo had no choice but to put Mei Xinyan on the ground.

A strong light suddenly emitted from the old man's hand, and then a black object was sent to the air and stayed on the top of Mei Xinyan's head. Between the old man's fingers, the black object suddenly lit up and flashed red firelight, just like a burning red coal, casting a shining light on Mei Xinyan. At the same time, another shining beam of light penetrated directly from the mouth of the cave and directly shone on Mei Xinyan's body. In this way, three beams of light were projected on Mei Xinyan's body, namely, the true light emitted by the old man's palm, the light of coal stone in the air and the sunlight introduced outside the cave. Among the three *, the sunlight is bright and warm, and the light of coal and stone is hot and pure, but the light in the old man's hand is blue and white, with a faint layer of smoke, which looks quite strange.

He Xiaozhuo took two steps back. In this situation, he could not see what was going on, and he did not dare to take action rashly, but he could feel that the old man was not malicious, but was really treating Mei Xinyan. But why did the old man who had been silent suddenly take action to save Mei Xinyan? How can this mysterious old man be here alone? Who is he?

The three kinds of light were intertwined and slowly input into Mei Xinyan's body. Mei Xinyan quickly reacted, and the originally weak dying firelight finally enlarged little by little and gradually brightened. As the light continued to strengthen, the fire began to slowly spread around her body, getting bigger and bigger. Finally, her body regained its red flame. But the old man did not stop and still instilled three strands of light energy into the red flame, and the red flame also happily received the input of light energy, like a land that had been torn by a long drought, enjoying the dream of sweet rain eagerly.

Finally, Mei Xinyan's body had burned red and purple. The old man slowly withdrew his power. Between the wave, the glowing coal stone light hovering in the air gradually dimmed. Finally, he restored a black object and flew back to the old man's hand and was thrown to the head of the bed by the old man. The pillar of sunlight introduced from outside the cave also quietly retreated.

With the end of all this, the plum heart flame on the ground suddenly jumped up lightly and couldn't help flashing at the old man, and he respectfully claimed thank you:

"Thank you for saving my life! Thank you for saving my life!"

He Xiaozhuo was extremely excited when she saw this scene. It seemed that Mei Xinyan was fine. As soon as he knelt down on his knees, he had to thank the old man for saving his life. If he knew that if Mei Xinyan had three advantages and two shortcomings, how should he face it? So at this moment, he sincerely wants to thank the life-saving benefactor in front of him. However, an invisible force pushed itself away, and then a ethereal voice came.

"You go, we are all here." Looking at the old man again, he suddenly disappeared.