Reborn as a miracle doctor, reincarnation into the Immortal Sect Chapter 584: Reason? Reborn as a miracle doctor, reincarnation into the Immortal Sect Chapter 583: True or false ordinary miasma, whether it is floating between the mountains and fields, stretching for dozens of miles, with a wide range of harm, but it also dilutes the toxicity, even if a mortal can force it to survive for a moment if it mistakenly enters it.

However, the miasma here was bound in the bamboo forest by an unknown force, like the wine sealed in the jar. The longer the time, the thicker the fog became.

This bamboo forest full of miasma is like a paradise for poisonous substances.

If an unprepared person comes in, he will probably be gnawed clean in a moment and three moments, becoming a dry bone and turning into nutrients in the bamboo forest.

The dark and thick haze obscured the vision, and with Han's eyesight, he could not see everything two meters away.

The cold and the clouds are walking in the middle, and be cautious every step.

The incense-burning smoke can dispel miasma and naturally scare the poisons in the bamboo forest.

Even so, the poison continued to approach the two of them.

The mutated bamboo worm is not even a small episode, it can only be said to be the norm.

Bamboo insects, stick insects, floaters, poisonous snakes... some fell down unintentionally, and some attacked on them.

All are highly toxic.

Han's physique is born with a favorable impression of animals, but this trait has completely lost its effect in this bamboo forest.

Han had no doubt that if those poisonous insects had the opportunity to get close, they would definitely bite her skin without hesitation.

Fortunately, both of them were wearing very good defense robes that could protect most of the body.

One thin white needle after another flew out from the tip of the cold fingers and shot poisonous insects one by one.

Among the nearby poisons, those with larger sizes, such as the poisonous snake, bamboo leaves green, and bamboo rats with mutated fangs, were killed by Wan Congyun's hands.

Although Han likes to study poisons, the matter is serious. In this case, it is naturally important to ensure safety and pass through the bamboo forest.

The safest way is naturally to try your best not to let any poison get in close contact.

Along the way, there were no accidents.

Three quarters of an hour after entering the bamboo forest, Han put his hand on Wan Congyun's wrist and took a pulse, reminding him to take a pill to detoxify.

"Where are you?" Wan Congyun asked.

"The closer to the ground in this bamboo forest, the stronger the toxicity of miasma. I have been on your shoulders, so there are fewer toxins that invade my body." Han replied.

But it was at this time.

The pleasant wind chime sounded in my ears.

Deep mountains, bamboo forests, and wind chimes.

Everyone knows that you should be vigilant.

Han and Wan Congyun did immediately keep their minds in mind.

But useless.

"Son, what are you doing here?" A familiar voice asked her in Han's ear.

Han did not look at the sound like a human instinctive reaction. Instead, he reached out and held the Yuehua Sword in his hand, glanced around in a warning posture, and walked forward cautiously two steps forward.

Just as she was about to turn around, she stopped moving.

Look down at yourself...

Her height has returned to normal size and she is standing barefoot among the bamboo forest.

Wan Congyun, who should have been with her, was gone.

Fantasy?

Han's eyes were calm.

The incense in the hand is still burning...

"Son, why don't you talk?" Xiling Mohe's voice recalled again.

This time, footsteps sounded.

The figure of Xiling Mohe approached from the other side of the bamboo forest, with gentleness and doting on his face.

He wore a blue brocade robe, stood tall and handsome, with a brilliant appearance.

Seeing the coldness in Han's expression, his steps stopped and showed a little doubt: "This place is closed to the outside world, even I can't go out easily... Er, how did you break into this place?"

"Breaking in?" Han still didn't get close, "You mean, you've been here all the time?"

Xiling Mohe sighed softly: "My body is trapped here and I cannot go out at the stage of attaining the Dao Fruit. So over the years, I can only occasionally borrow Changkong's body or puppet clone to go out for activities... I have never wanted to tell you clearly, and I don't want you to bother me. After this seclusion, I learned about your disappearance from Changkong. I was worried about it, but I didn't expect... By the way, wasn't that fellow Taoist Wan Congyun from Tianji Immortal Sect still with you?"

Han then sneered: "Yes, Brother Wan was still with me just now. Why don't you tell me where he might be?"

Xiling Mohe's expression did not change at all. He only thought for a moment and asked, "Have you heard a gust of wind chimes just now?"

Han nodded.

"That's it. I saw you two in the water mirror and came out. Even though I have lived here for decades, I can't control the bamboo forest." Xiling Mo River, "This bamboo forest is usually full of miasma, and it does not pose much threat to the monks. However, most of the trialists are limited by their spiritual sense and cultivation, so it is a big difficulty. If people who can enter here hear the sound of wind chimes, they will be randomly separated by the formation when they encounter the formation transformation."

"Then what?"

"The formation in the bamboo forest is changing. With his strength, since you have nothing to do, he will not be in danger." Xiling Mohe said, reaching out to hold Han's hand, "It's just that you... have been with him for so long, and I'm in my heart..."

"What do you think about me?" Han's face was still cold, and he avoided the other party's hands.

Xiling Mohe's eyes fell on his hands that were being avoided, and soon his expression became normal again.

"Son, I've been trapped in this trial place for so many days. When I suddenly saw me, I knew you had doubts... and I blame me for hiding it from you..." Xiling Mohe smiled bitterly, "Since that's the case, you can follow me out of this bamboo forest first, and then care about anything else? The miasma in this forest is serious. Although the incense you made is good, it cannot completely block the poisonous fog. If it is in it for a long time, it will be bad for your health."

"Forget it, I'd better find the route myself." Han said, turning toward him.

"Son!" Xiling Mohe followed and reached out to hold her shoulder, "Don't be willful. If the formation in this bamboo forest is changed, it will be very dangerous if it goes wrong after the formation in the bamboo forest is changed!"

Han turned and retreated, and the Yuehua sword suddenly pointed at the heart of Mohe in Xiling: "Then, how should I believe you are true?"

Xiling Mohe pressed the tip of the sword down two inches, but was not angry, and was still as gentle and indulgent as usual.

"If I really want my life, I have nothing to say. But if I lose my life to verify the truth, it is not a good deal, and I will be sad in the future." He smiled, "It would be better to stab a sword in the place where I am not fatal? With your medical skills, I can always cure me."

"Are you sure?" Han sneered.

The Yuehua Sword can have the skill of targeting the illusion [Yue Shang Po Wang]. It is itself the nemesis of the illusion. As the carrier of the illusion, it is stabbed by the Yuehua Sword with a sword. Regardless of whether it is a vital or not, the illusion will definitely be broken.

Xiling Mohe knew this.

"Of course I don't want to get a sword, but if only in this way can I believe me, I will of course have to bear it."
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