Chapter 146 Niu Xiaopang is saved

"Elew, how's the fat man? Is there any big deal?" Zhao Xuan raised his head and asked anxiously, and his eyes shifted from Niu Xiaopang to his blue eyebrows, looking anxious.

The blue eyebrows slowly exhaled from his nose, stroked the white beard on his chin, and his face looked a little dignified. "He is the poison of totem essence, and the general elixir can't cure it at all. I'm afraid his life will be in danger soon."

"Life is in danger, how can it be..." Zhao Xuan was stunned when he heard this. He thought he had heard it wrong and asked Lan Meizi again, " Elder, is it true?"

"Ye! Unless..." Blue eyebrows nodded, and suddenly a trace of hope ignited in his eyes.

"Unless..." Zhao Xuan almost blurted out. At this time, even his lips twitched slightly, and he could see that he was very nervous.

"I ask you, which person's totem essence comes from?" The blue eyebrows suddenly became serious. This is the only hope now. Because totem essence is cultivated from human blood, life and death are closely related to the owner. That is to say, there is no other way to save Niu Xiaopang unless the owner of the harmful totem essence can save people with the blood in his body.

"Who is?" Zhao Xuan muttered, and his head suddenly rotated at a high speed, trying to recall everything outside the Demon Palace that day. First, he met Qin Ziang in the woods and was chased by him. Later, he saw Niu Xiaopang fighting with a poisonous toad outside the Devil's Palace. Later, Niu Xiaopang was careless and vomited venom by the poisonous toad. After that, the poisonous toad died, and the owner of the poisonous toad also died in a chaotic scene.

"That man, he, he is dead." Zhao Xuan said this sentence repeatedly, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. Especially when he saw Niu Xiaopang's horrible eyes full of black liquid, the fear of losing him spread even more, and he almost couldn't breathe several times.

"Hey! There's nothing we can do." Lan Mei sighed heavily, and there was nothing he could do at this time! If Niu Xiaopang is in other poisonous gases, it's okay, but this ghostly totem is poisoned, I'm afraid it's difficult for Daluo immortals to come back to life!

Thinking that he was likely to lose this brother who had been playing since childhood, the last line of defense in Zhao Xuan's heart was finally completely defeated. He collapsed on the ground and sat for a long time. Suddenly, he squatted up and hugged Niu Xiaopang's body hard. He was not afraid of the disgusting sewage. He buried it directly in his face and cried miserably.

"Fat, brother, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Uncle Niu Genshu!" Zhao Xuan looked sad and soon attracted the people next to him.

Everyone stood beside Zhao Xuan and felt uncomfortable to see this scene. Let's not mention whether it is from the same sect, but after all, everyone has been together for a long time. Can't you feel sad to see your brother like this? One by one, they lowered their heads and stopped talking, and the air in the field stagnated for a moment.

At this time, there was a deep footsteps behind the crowd. It happened that Zhao Xuan's crying also stopped, so the footsteps quickly entered everyone's ears.

Blue eyebrows first turned around and saw a skinny body and an extremely ugly face. However, when the black cloth on the old man's face was lifted by the wind to reveal a pair of shining pupils, his blue eyebrows were stunned like the first reaction he had just seen. It was the first time he saw such deep eyes, which were not full of worldly wisdom, but an unattainable light.

The old man slowly came over, swinging his withered hands left and right under his huge black robe, and his toes gently touched the ground. Every step seemed to be very difficult. However, the ugly face under the black cloth always maintains a complex expression that seems to be smiling, as if it has already seen the vicissitudes of the world and is no longer moved by the surrounding environment.

When everyone saw the old man coming, they pushed them away to the left and right and gave him a wide path in the middle.

Blue eyebrows are like Tianhe Taoist, and their eyes are full of doubtful light. I don't know what this strange old man wants to do. Although they are curious, they are cautious after all, and they are curious and defensive at the same time. At the waist of the blue eyebrows, on the back of the Tianhe Taoist, the purple sickle and the light on the dust disappeared at the same time and disappeared immediately.

The old man went to Zhao Xuan and stopped. First, he glanced at Niu Xiaopang, who was lying on the ground full of sewage, and then laughed twice, and then moved his eyes to Zhao Xuan's face. At this glance, his eyes could no longer be moved. He stared at the position of the Tianmen acupoint in the middle of Zhao Xuan's eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something. From time, the light in his eyes was still It seems to jump.

"Yes, that's good." After a long time, he reached out and stroked his beard on his jaw and said this sentence inexplicably, but his eyes never moved away from Zhao Xuan's face.

Originally, the old man came over for no reason and laughed a few times when he saw that everyone was in a heavy mood. Zhao Xuan was very unhappy about it. Now he looked at himself like a disciple staring at the eldest girl. He was really uncomfortable and was about to get pimples all over his body. At this time, not only Zhao Xuan himself, but also the people next to him looked foggy.

"Cough." He couldn't stand being stared at by an old man. After coughing twice, Zhao Xuan simply turned his head and stopped looking at him, but his palm still grasped the corner of Niu Xiaopang's clothes tightly, for fear that a good brother who was not careful would be robbed from his own hands by the King of Yan.

"Ha ha. Brother, you don't have to reject me so much! Maybe I can save you, brother!" When the old man saw that Zhao Xuan was angry, he took the initiative to laugh.

Hearing this, Zhao Xuan's heart skipped a moment and hurriedly turned his head, "Old uncle, what did you say? Can you save my brother, fat man? He said doubtfully, and it was difficult to hide the excitement between his eyebrows, "But he is the poison of the totem essence!" Didn't the elder say that just now? No one can solve the poison of totem essence? This old man is not kidding, is he?"

The old man smiled more presumptuously with his hands on his back. "It's the poison of the totem essence. If there is anything else, I don't want to save it!" He said the truth, not to mention the totem essence, no matter how difficult the poison is, he can solve it.

"That's great. Thank you, uncle. Thank you." As soon as he heard that he could save Niu Xiaopang, Zhao Xuan was so excited that he almost knelt down for the old man.

"Ky, don't be busy thanking him! Look at you, you are so impatient." Tianhe Taoist took a step forward, glanced at Zhao Xuan next to him, and then turned his head to look at the old man. He said seriously, "Your Excellency said that you can save people, but I am very interested in knowing what kind of ability you have, and you can even solve the rare poison of totem essence." The tone of speech is not hot, and it really sounds like an open-minded man who comes to ask for advice.

The old man's withered hands bowed in front of him, "The Taoist priest said heavily. I don't have the ability to save people, but I still know a little about the ability to save people. After saying that, he bypassed the Tianhe Taoist and approached Niu Xiaopang and squatted down. When passing by the blue eyebrows, he deliberately gave him a meaningful look, and the blue eyebrows smiled back at him.

After a whole day of running around, Niu Xiaopang's eyes began to turn yellow and rotten at this time. It looked disgusting, and there was a fishy smell. The old man squatted down and just looked at Niu Xiaopang. He immediately reached out and took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened the bottle cap, poured out a small pill inside and put it in the palm of his hand, then closed the lid of the small bottle and put it back into his chest pocket. Then, he took out a small iron pliers from his pocket.

Everyone watched him keep taking things out of his chest pocket and stuffing them back, as if there was a treasure that could never be finished.

"Little brother, can you make way?" The old man raised his hand and motioned Zhao Xuan to get out of the way. Don't stop him from treating Niu Xiaopang.

"Oil, okay." Zhao Xuan immediately nodded like pounding garlic and obediently retreated to the side.

The old man took the small pliers, picked up the small pill in the palm of his hand, and then leaned forward. With the other hand, he opened Niu Xiaopang's mouth and sent the pill in. Then he squeezed his neck and squeezed the small pill from his throat into the esophagus.

After doing this action, the old man quickly lifted Niu Xiaopang's clothes, revealing a piece of white fat on his stomach. Sure enough, as soon as the clothes were lifted, Niu Xiaopang's belly glowed with a pale yellow light, which was the same color as the small pill just put into his mouth, which was estimated to work.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked, and then saw a faint white gas slowly rising to the chest cavity along the four meridians and eight veins of Niu Xiaopang's lower abdomen near Dantian, then to the neck, and finally reaching the face and condensing on his eyes. The faint yellow light flashed, and then emitted countless small bubbles from Niu Xiaopang's pupils. The small bubbles floated in mid-air and disappeared in a short time.

After the bubbles disappeared, the pale yellow light also dimmed. Looking at Niu Xiaopang's eyes, the black sewage has disappeared, and his eyes have returned to the state when they were not highly poisoned.

Seeing this scene, everyone was relieved, especially Zhao Xuan, who seemed to have a big stone sinking down, which was extremely comfortable.

"Thank you, uncle." He went forward and bowed to the old man and thanked him for a few words, and then ran to Niu Xiaopang and squatted down, with an excited look on his face, "Great, fat man, you're finally fine."

Niu Xiaopang was slightly moved by Zhao Xuan's tightly clenched palm, and then he slowly opened his eyes. But as soon as he opened his eyes, the fierce sun shone directly. His vision was very uncomfortable because he had to face the darkness for a long time. As soon as he opened it, he closed it again.

Zhao Xuan quickly pulled off a piece of cloth from his clothes, folded it into several layers to cover Niu Xiaopang's eyes, and gently stroked his forehead with one hand.