The old woman behind her was actually Jiang Xiaolian, which scared Chang Sheng.

On one side are dozens of elders of Qianyun Sect, and on the other side are friend Jiang Xiaolian. Chang Sheng was so worried at this time.

The Jindan elders can last for two or three days. Judging from Jiang Xiaolian’s appearance, they will die of old age if they live if they don’t live today.

Not only Jiang Xiaolian, but many female disciples in the sect are struggling on the verge of death.

If the big demon hadn't appeared in Fuyao Peak's strange appearance so shocked that the female disciples had no time to commit suicide, the Qianyun Sect would have been floating around.

Wen Qiuqing withdrew her surprised gaze that looked at Fuyao Peak. When the monster fell, she remembered her face again, so she took out the bronze mirror and looked at it, and she felt as if she was depressed.

The trembling hand held the sharp sword again.

More female disciples began to despair and their desire to die became stronger.

Most of the female cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage have died of old age, and those who are still alive are at the foundation-building level. In Jianmen Courtyard, Wu Yongzheng and his wife hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

Seeing the beauty and white bones, his heart was like a knife cut. Wu Yong wanted to grow old for his wife, and he felt so distressed that he urged his feet to stamp his chest.

"It's all my fault! You shouldn't have asked for that bottle of sequel, it's all my fault! Don't be afraid, if you die of old age, you will die with you for your husband!"

"Don't be stupid, you have to survive, live for me..."

"There must be a way, there must be a way to save you... Uncle Master! I will take you to ask Uncle Master! He must have a way!"

Wu Yong suddenly remembered Chang Sheng, and he also saw the snake demon collapsed on Fuyao Peak. Since the master's uncle can even kill the big demon, there should be a way to untie the curse of the Bu Laoquan.

Wiping away the tears, Wu Yong picked up the old lady and rushed to Fuyao Peak.

The uncle of the master on the top of the mountain was his last hope. If even Changsheng could not untie the spring of Wu Lao, Wu Yong would not want to be alive.

Like Wu Yong, Jiang Xiaolian also puts her hope on Chang Sheng, because her master is now unable to protect herself. Except for Chang Sheng, all the golden elixirs of Qianyun Sect are poisoned.

Looking at Jiang Xiaolian's old appearance, Chang felt sad and comforted him: "Don't be anxious, let me think of a solution."

It was said that he was trying to find a way, but Changsheng was really helpless.

He glanced at Qian Yunling, searched randomly without expectation while thinking about countermeasures, but found a porcelain bottle sealed in a corner.

This porcelain bottle should have been white, but turned black, as if there was a terrifying elixir in the porcelain bottle, which could dye the white porcelain bottle black.

When he saw the porcelain bottle, Chang Sheng's eyes lit up and took it out.

"Mr. Rou can tell what methods are needed to solve the poison of the Ten Thousand Snakes in Bu Laoquan." Chang Sheng looked at Shangguan Rou and said, "Is the Ghost King Pill effective?"

Originally, Shangguan Rou wanted to shake her head. The poison of Ten Thousand Snakes was not as powerful as the poison of the demon's natal zodiac, but it should not be underestimated. Unless it was a special pill, it was simply an unsolvable poison. However, when he heard the three words "Ghost King Pill", Shangguan Rou immediately became a little more energetic.

"The poison of the Ghost King and the poison of the Ten Thousand Snakes can help the Bu Laoquan."

Shangguan Rou explained: "Although the green snake's poison of the ten thousand snakes is terrible, she forced her to refine it in order to make the colorless and tasteless spring. The spring water lost some of the pot poison effects. As long as you don't drink too much pot poison, a ghost king pill can untie the poison disaster of many people."

After hearing Shangguan Rou's explanation, Chang Sheng immediately opened the black porcelain bottle without pouring out the pill and immediately exploded the cold wind, and ghost energy was everywhere on the entire Fuyao Peak.

When the dark pill fell into the palm of your hand, you could even hear ghost crying in your pill body. It was extremely cunning, and Xiao Mianhua's face turned pale.

"Uncle Master actually has a Ghost King Pill!" Shangguan Rou recognized the dark pill at a glance, and the steady Mr. Rou exclaimed like a child.

With the Ghost King Pill, you can untie the poison of the Unold Spring, Shangguan Rou's vitality, Jiang Xiaolian's vitality, and even the vitality of the female cultivator of the entire sect can be preserved.

"It is the Ghost King Pill. Mr. Rou must explain clearly how to take it." Chang Sheng carefully held the pill and asked carefully. Shangguan Rou informed him of the method and even took out a rare spiritual spring water.

There are three major pots of Lingquan Water, which are treasured by Dan Pavilion. As long as the Ghost King Pill is transformed into it, the Ghost King Pill can be exerted.

Chang Sheng first poured three pots of spiritual spring into a bucket, then sank the Ghost King Pill, and the elixir was melted when it was put into water. In the blink of an eye, the bucket of spiritual spring water became like ink stained, with black bubbles rolling.

Every bubble emerged, a ghost's face, and then it shattered with a bang, and the ghost's crying sound came.

The bubbles kept rising, making people's scalp numb, and the horror of the Ghost King Pill can be seen.

The black water, which others seemed extremely disgusting and terrifying, was a holy medicine for healing in Shangguan Rou's eyes. She first scooped out about half a teacup of black water and drank it in one sip.

As the black water penetrated into his stomach, Shangguan Rou's face immediately turned pale as paper, and his whole body began to tremble. He sweated like rain, which showed that he was extremely painful, but he soon returned to normal.

The evil power in the black water just restrained the poisonous power of Bu Laoquan. Under the restraint, it produced a strange effect, which completely offset the poisonous power of Bu Laoquan.

"Everyone is less than half a cup, don't drink too much, as drinking too much may be fatal." Shangguan Rou gave sincere advice after testing the poison. The white hair on her head stopped growing and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. The poison of the sequel in her body completely disappeared.

Jiang Xiaolian was the second time to drink black water. After drinking it, she was so painful that she rolled all over the ground. Although she was covered in dust, the wrinkles on her face quickly calmed down. Soon after, her appearance returned to youthfulness, but her white hair could not turn black.

Each has different cultivation levels, so the degree of resistance to poison is naturally different.

After drinking the black water antidote, Shangguan Rou can drive away the poisonous insect and restore black hair. During this period, Shangguan Rou spent about twenty or thirty years.

The disciples like Jiang Xiaolian who have foundation-building cultivation have consumed more life span, and it will take at least fifty years to go up, so she can recover her appearance, but her hair remains the same.

As for those Qi Refining disciples who have exhausted their lifespans and have died for a long time, the Ghost King Pill is ineffective.

Jiang Xiaolian didn't care about her white hair. She got up and touched her face first. After she found it smooth, she was overjoyed. She didn't even bother to take out the bronze mirror.

Seeing her young face restored, Jiang Xiaolian kept smirking, as if no one was around, she looked like an idiot.

Chang Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Ghost King who was refined into a pill was not in vain and actually came in handy at a critical moment.

At this time, a ragged flying magic weapon flew along the mountain road to the top of the mountain. It was Wu Yong and his wife.

"Uncle Master! Please help me, wuwu!"

Wu Yong was also a man, and he had never cried even if his legs broke. At this time, he knelt down in front of Chang Sheng and cried bitterly, pointing at the old lady in his arms, unable to even speak.

"I drank Bu Laoquan, right? This is the antidote." Chang Sheng knew Wu Yong's purpose without asking, and handed over half a cup of black water.

Wu Yong was stupid, and stared at the eyes with the antidote, thinking that it was that simple?

I would have known that I would have come to ask for my uncle!
Chapter completed!