novelhk Chapter 448 Poisoning
Chapter 448 Poisoning
Chapter 448 Poisoning
Nezha stood still.
A look of joy appeared in his eyes.
Looking up along the smooth ulna of his wrist, Nezha's smile faded. "Why don't you have any pimples?"
He looked at Yang Jian strangely. Although he was also soaked in the rain and his hair was wet, his face was clean and without any trace of acne.
He asked suspiciously, "Did your sister light incense for you?"
Yang Jian looked at Nezha suspiciously, then turned to look into the tent. The people sitting in the row had heads that were twice their normal size, and their pimples were oozing sticky liquid.
He took a step back and exclaimed in surprise:
What's wrong with them?
Nezha circled around Yang Jian, "This can't be right, how can you still be so handsome?"
The entire army of 600,000, plus the immortals of the Chan Sect, were all affected, but Yang Jian was the only one who wasn't!
Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a mocking look upon hearing Nezha's words.
"Thank you for the compliment."
After choking Nezha, he finally stepped inside.
A draft entered the tent, and everyone shivered in unison, their bodies growing even hotter.
The heat inside my body was burning the pimples on my face; each round one looked like it was about to explode.
Taiyi Zhenren, who was already fat, looked like a ball at this moment.
With sausage lips, seeing Nezha and Yang Jian completely unharmed, I was extremely envious.
Lei Zhenzi curled himself up with his wings, leaving only a small gap to see Yang Jian enter. He pouted and called out, "Senior brother... what should we do?"
After shouting, it immediately covered itself with its wings.
Yang Jian frowned. He knew that Nezha was alright because he personally lit the incense, so if he himself wasn't poisoned, there must be a way to detoxify him.
He suggested softly:
"Why don't you senior uncles use the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique to detoxify?"
Yang Jian mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, which proves that this poison is no stronger than this martial art.
They all knew the techniques used by the Chan Sect.
These words were spoken.
Everyone was already suffering from headaches and fevers, and their bodies were infected with smallpox; now, their hearts were aching too.
why?
Why do you think that is?
Taiyi Zhenren said mournfully:
Do you think it's easy to master the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to the point of perfection?
If it were that easy to train, how come only one has emerged in tens of thousands of years?
Yang Jian touched his nose and said softly, "It's very easy to refine."
One pass and you've got it all figured out.
The entire tent fell silent.
The rain continued to fall outside, pattering against the tent, creating a dull and irritating sound.
At this moment,
A clear, bright voice rang out.
"Huh? Is it raining?"
The tone was familiar; it belonged to Yang Jiao.
Nezha and Yang Jian immediately exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with worry, and rushed out of the tent together, anxiously saying in unison:
"Don't get wet in the rain!"
But it was too late.
Yang Jiao reached out and caught the raindrops, sniffed them, and noticed an unpleasant smell on them.
"what happened?"
Nezha rushed into the rain, and the Hun Tian Ling flew out like a curtain of sky, shielding Yang Jiao and Mosquito Taoist from the rain.
He reached out his hand eagerly:
"Come on, come down and take shelter from the rain."
Yang Jian pushed him away and said to Yang Jiao:
"There's poison in this rain, sister, be careful."
poison?
Yang Jiao didn't feel any discomfort. She turned to look at Mosquito Taoist and asked, "Mosquito, can you feel anything?"
Mosquito Taoist shook his head.
She curled her lip; poison is filth.
This kind of thing... is really nothing compared to her.
The Netherworld Blood Sea was formed from Pangu's navel, so this bit of poison had no effect on her. Mosquito Taoist asked Yang Jiao, "Do you feel anything?"
Yang Jiao also shook her head.
Putting aside the poison, she possesses Primordial Purple Qi, various protective magic treasures, and the Purple Star True Qi, making it impossible for evil spirits to get close to her.
"What are you all so nervous about?" Yang Jiao asked.
Seeing that she was really alright, the two of them finally relaxed.
Yang Jian stood on the left, and Nezha stood on the right.
They all reached out and lifted one side of the curtain, revealing the scene inside.
On either side of the long table inside the main tent sat a row of people with large heads and pimples.
Yang Jiao: ...
Oh no, I can't tell who's who anymore.
She asked nervously:
"Where are Master Yuding and Master Yunzhong?"
Two hands were raised on the table.
Taiyi Zhenren's sausage lips split open, and he cried out indignantly, "Why didn't you ask me? We were the first to know each other!"
Yang Jiao was naturally most concerned about Jade Cauldron Immortal and Yun Zhongzi, but since he couldn't say it outright, he simply smiled and said:
“Taiyi Zhenren is easy to recognize; I saw you at first glance.”
Only after looking down at his own rounded body did Taiyi Zhenren give up.
Jiang Ziya sat at the very top, surrounded by the cries of pain from his 600,000-strong army. He too felt an unbearable itch and pain in his body, and slammed his hand on the table.
Snapped.
I popped several pimples.
It bursts out a white and red liquid.
Yang Jiao wanted to run away.
Jiang Ziya awkwardly wiped it clean before continuing:
"The rainwater is poisonous. This Tongguan general is too vicious. He doesn't even spare mortals. If we, with our cultivated bodies, are like this, what about ordinary people?"
"Does anyone have a solution?"
Everyone at the table exchanged glances.
Finally, Yu Ding Zhenren shook his head and said, "This kind of vicious poison is hard to cure. Even our magic power cannot neutralize it. The quantity is so large that it seems we can only seek help from the three people in Huoyun Cave."
It goes without saying who is in the Fire Cloud Cave.
Jiang Ziya sighed repeatedly:
"But who has the audacity to beg those people for the antidote?"
It was at this moment that Yang Jian suddenly looked at Yang Jiao.
In my childhood,
When Jingwei was just beginning to develop intelligence, his sister took him to the Fire Cloud Cave. At that time, she made sure to kneel down outside the cave's barrier and left her name.
Is it because of what happened today?
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
So, my sister was paving the way for him so early on?
Yang Jian slowly dissipated the warmth that had risen in his heart, and calmly bowed to Jade Cauldron Immortal, saying:
“Master, I have been to the Fire Cloud Cave and wish to go there to seek medicine.”
Inside the tent, all the immortals stared at Yang Jian, their eyes filled with shock:
"You know the Three Sovereigns?"
"You managed to obtain the antidote? Well done, Yang Jian! You truly deserve to be called the number one person in three generations!"
"Senior Brother Yu Ding, your disciple has quite a bit of influence."
Jiang Ziya was also pleasantly surprised:
"Really? Yang Jian, if you can obtain the antidote, you will have performed the greatest merit, saving the lives of 600,000 Xiqi soldiers and the people of Tongguan! This is a great deed!"
Master Yu Ding glanced at Yang Jiao, who hadn't spoken, out of the corner of his eye.
She spoke softly to Yang Jian:
Go ahead, and be careful on your journey.
Yang Jian accepted the order.
He paused slightly as he passed by Yang Jiao.
How old was my sister back then?
She started planning for this family at a very young age.
At that time, I knew nothing and was fighting with a monkey!
Yang Jian couldn't help but feel sorry for his sister.
Just as he was about to speak, Nezha pushed him behind him:
"Hurry up and go, why are you walking so slowly?"
With a forceful push, Yang Jian was shoved out of the tent.
Nezha was also there during the incident at Huoyun Cave.
He looked Yang Jiao into his eyes, but in the end asked nothing, only whispering something else:
"Lu Ya Dao Ren and Kong Xuan have disappeared."
"Huh?" Yang Jiao's eyes widened immediately.
……
Western religion.
Kong Xuan looked around at everything with a look of disgust.
Having been dragged to this wretched place by Lu Ya Dao Ren, he felt so uncomfortable that his eyes started to hurt.
There wasn't a single place that was pleasing to the eye.
Even when landing, Kong Xuan placed a layer of mist under his feet, unwilling to step on it.
Lu Ya, on the other hand, arrived here with ease, squatted down and began searching around, not caring that his hands were covered in mud, and even called out:
“Great peacock, come and dig! These earth veins can suppress the luck.”
"I promised Yang Jiao I wouldn't dig."
Kong Xuan firmly stated.
Seeing his reaction, Lu Ya said nothing more, his laughter mocking.
"You agreed, but I didn't."
He searched for the damaged ley lines on his own, and after a long while, there was a hissing sound.
They tore off a large piece, their eyes shining.
He slapped it onto his shoulder, then immediately ripped it off and stuffed it into Kong Xuan's hand.
"Here, I dug them all."
Kong Xuan pinched the muddy earth veins between two fingers and cleaned them up with a disdainful air.
Even the Golden Crow Prince, Lu Ya Daoist, wasn't this particular. He clicked his tongue and said:
"They're all birds, is this how peacocks act?"
……
Mythical Beast Garden.
Ksitigarbha was momentarily unsettled.
Maitreya poured a cup of tea in front of him and smiled:
"Since you're here, make the best of it. Take it easy."
Ksitigarbha took a sip of his drink, then noticed that two people were missing from the garden, and his brow furrowed even more deeply.
"Where have Lu Ya Dao Ren and Kong Xuan gone?"