Chapter 201 Poison

The crescent moon shone in Kyushu, and several families are happy and sad. At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Wan Zhanglao killed a group of hundreds of Wudang disciples and Yan Luodian disciples led by Black and White Shuangshi. Swords and shadows are intertwined with hidden weapons. Unpreventional, a sword stabbed from behind, and the blood could be heard everywhere. The fierce battle overflowed by the elders holding the soul stick, and the rattan in Bai Sha's hand was specially responsible for the disciples with high martial arts under the Wudang faction. The situation was obviously unfavorable.

Elder Wan shouted, "Sword array!"

Under an order, the disciples of Wudang formed a "wind and thunder sword array" in groups, and the seven swords came out of different key points, completely attacking but not defending. The remnants of this demon religion are so fierce that I'm afraid that many disciples have been killed and injured in the past few days, but now there is no sign of retreating. What's the intention?

With a "bang", a series of sparks emerged from the soul stick and the fine steel sword, and a burst of acid paralysis came from the old arm. As the first two recruits of Yan Luo Hall, black and white martial arts will naturally not be too bad. The black face is as black as charcoal. Except for a pair of eyes, it is difficult to distinguish the rest. After dozens of rounds of the battle, he didn't say a word, as if he had concentrated all his energy on the soul stick in his hand, which was full of strength.

On the contrary, he is white, his face is as white as pink, his lips are red, his voice is sharp and thin, and he makes a few harsh smiles from time to time, like a demon from Jiuyou. The soming vine in his hand has pierced several people's necks one after another. The advantage of the sword array lies in its complementarity and the disadvantages of attacking each other. The combined effect is far greater than one plus one equals two.

Under the Wanzhang Laoyi Association, a sword array composed of eight people has stared at Bai Shi, and the situation in the field has gradually tilted towards the Wudang faction. At this time, several Wudang disciples suddenly screamed and covered their necks with their hands with frightened expressions. Then more and more people have the same situation. The sudden change shocked the disciples on both sides. I forgot to fight for a moment.

There was a sound of resentful flute in the darkness, as if countless ghosts were crying, making people's scalp numb. Disciples with abnormal conditions rolled on the ground more painfully. There is a constant cry in the mouth. It's like countless insects biting the liver and intestines. The cry of pain corresponded to the sound of the flute, a bloody scene of Shura hell. On an ancient tree deep in the forest, a man in a green robe and a black scarf looked at all this with a sneer, and the red snake on his shoulders swallowed the snake letter.

Wan Zhang Lao pulled a disciple and said, "What the hell is going on?"

The disciple's face twitched, covered his stomach and said intermittently, "There are...bugs."

Elder Wan shouted to the forest, "Who is doing something here? What's the ability to hide your head and show your tail?" Several birds flew in the forest, and there was no response from the flute, and the sound of the flute was still the same.

"Uncle..." Hearing this sound, the elder breathed a sigh of relief and followed the sound to the distance. Shi Zhuohang came quickly with a long sword and other masters. Seeing that the situation was not good, the black and white withdrew their troops and drilled into the forest. As the fire approached, the man in green robe frowned and was unwilling. With a cold hum, he still turned around and swept away to the forest.

There were 20 or 30 Wudang disciples lying in the field, looking pale, as if they had just had a serious illness. Shi Zhuohang said, "Uncle, what the hell is going on? I heard a sad flute just now, and now it's silent. Does it have anything to do with this?

Elder Wan looked solemnly and nodded slightly and said, "As soon as these disciples heard the sound of the flute, they couldn't control themselves like a demon. There was a bug in their stomachs, and the pain was unbearable."

Tang Song grabbed the hand of a Wudang disciple, checked his meridians everywhere, and lost his voice and said, "It's in the middle!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and their understanding of poison will never be wrong. This more daunting method was extinct a few years ago. Because Tang Song is a core disciple of Tangmen, he once mentioned it when he heard Tang Wuya explain the Poison Sutra.

Ye Ningxue frowned and said, "It's terrible that the poisoned person didn't notice at all."

Tang Song shook his head and said, "The symptoms of this worm are a bit like a snake. It hangs the black snake upside down on the tree, brush it with a thin stick, and let it swing. The bottom is overlapped with nine earth bowls, and the foam and blood water from the snake's mouth are mixed into the bowl. Take the venom that penetrated into the ninth bend and dry it for later use, and put it in rice water for people to use. A few days later, a snake will come out. The beginning will not be too obvious. When the snake gradually hatches in the body, it will gnaw people's blood and never die. As for why the flute fell ill, most of them controlled the insects in the abdomen with some kind of rhythm.

Shi Zhuohang said to himself, "Controlling insects with rhythm reminds me of one person."

The rest of the people's look changed, and a trace of sharpness flashed in Tang Song's eyes and disappeared with the driver: "I think Shi Shaoxia is talking about "Mr. Yuxiao" Xiao Ran. This man's ability to control poisonous insects is amazing, but it's not impossible."

"Amitabha!" Jingjue recited the Dharma and said, "Mr. Xiao is upright and has feuded with the three major schools of the demon religion. The sound of the flute is very different from the sound of the flute, and there is no grudge against Wudang. How can he do such an inhumane thing? Everyone felt a little reasonable when they heard it, and Shaolin Temple did not need to protect a demon.

Tang Song continued: "As far as I know, gishu is produced in Miaojiang, and the Five Poisons Religion is the only major faction in Miaojiang. Xiao Ran is also a member of the Five Poisons Religion, so he has to guard against it."

Shi Zhuohang glanced at Ye Ningxue with his spare light and frowned slightly, as if he suddenly thought of something. Slowly said, "Do you remember the siege of the Jiangnan Perak Hall by the major factions a month ago? Xiao Ran killed two Wudang disciples because of his desire to save a demon religion. The master did not want to involve the Five Poisons Religion into the dispute when the situation was not clear, so he temporarily investigated it. I think it has something to do with this matter.

Everyone's expressions were different. Tang Song knew Shi Zhuohang's intentions and said happily in his heart, "It seems that it's not a good thing to be too popular with women. Xiao Ran, blame you for being too popular and jealous."

"What do you say that I don't care, but I don't believe that Xiao Ran is such a sinister villain. Do you know who sent the news of the collusion between Perak Hall and the Demon Sect? On that day, I was hunted down by Perak Hall and Baihua Tower. If I hadn't happened to meet Xiao Ran and forward the letter to Elder Sun in Luoyang, how could there be a later encirclement and suppressing? Now because of my own speculation, I have concluded that Xiao Ran is the murderer. Don't you think it's a little ridiculous?" Liu Xiaolai said with a sneer.

"This..." Everyone looked at each other and looked at the Emei faction who had not spoken.

Ye Ningxue is dressed in white and her face is frosty. He looked at the injured man and said lightly, "It's not Xiao Ran. Let's think about how to save people. When you argue, these disciples can't save their lives.

Shi Zhuohang's resentment is heavier: "Why have you never looked at me and believed him so much? Is Xiao Ran so outstanding?

"Shi Shaoxia, the snakes in the disciples of your school need to be swallowed with three flavors of boiled water, garlic and calamus to release the viciousness. If it can't be cured, think of other ways." Tang Song pulled Shi Zhuohang back from his mind and thanked him.

"You have come from afar and come with me to rest in the Taoist temple on the mountain. The remnants of the demon religion have no courage to come again tonight, and they will go straight to Huanglong tomorrow.

Temporarily built by some disciples at the foot of Wudang Mountain. More than 100 disciples were left on guard patrol. The rest of the people walked along the mountain path to the Taoist temple on a low peak. Because of the debate about the identity of the mysterious person playing the flute just now. The atmosphere between several people is a little strange. In the end, the host Shi Zhuohang couldn't help saying, "Sister Ye, since the Longteng event, it's rare to have a chance to get together and live a good life."

Ye Ningxue didn't want him to lose face in front of so many people, and she was really too lazy to answer this somewhat ambiguous question. She gently said, "Hang Hao."

Shi Zhuohang was boring and embarrassed. He said, "I heard that Sister Ye's skills have been refined, and she has touched the threshold of the peak realm of the day after tomorrow. Is there such a thing?"

Hearing this, the rest of the people consciously or unintentionally concentrated on waiting for Ye Ningxue's answer. Jingjue, Tang Song and Liu Xiaolai Longteng were all masters of the acquired realm in the martial arts competition, but there is still some gap from the peak realm of the acquired. Because the sect is a righteous school, the starting line is the same. Now how can you not be surprised to suddenly hear that you have been taken a step?

I don't know where Shi Zhuohang got the news, which aroused everyone's appetite. Among his peers, I'm afraid that only Murong Yunfeng, the genius of the Murong family, may be the first to reach the peak of surprise. Under the moonlight, Ye Ningxue, dressed in white, shook her head slightly like a nine-day fairy and said, "Master said that Ningxue's heart has not calmed down, and there is still some distance from the peak of the day after tomorrow."