Daba Mountain is located at the junction of Sichuan and Hubei. It is connected to Wushan at the south end. In the north is Micang Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles. The mountains are magnificent and majestic, covered with thick primeval forests. The people living there are perseverance and competitive, with unique cultural customs, which are very different from the Central Plains culture and have their own system. Yi Wufeng and other three people traveled along the way, and there were always people who received them with all their hearts and were considerate. Hu Qingpeng carefully observed and found that the tribes here seemed to have a close connection with the Demon Cult. Everyone respected Chi Yan and Yi Wufeng as gods, and regarded serving them as an honor. He was very strange, and at the same time, he was surprised by the strong foundation and terrifying foundation of the Demon Cult, and he couldn't help but develop a strong curiosity about the Demon Cult - what did the Demon Cult win the hearts of the people here? As far as he knew, no sect in the world could do this!

On that day, a fierce battle in Jingshan, nearly half of the heroes flocked to the world were lost, with heavy casualties. The survivors were afraid of the strength of the Demon Sect and did not dare to make trouble again. Therefore, the three of them were not blocked when they traveled west and successfully arrived at Shennong Valley.

The magic doctor You Hentian of the Demon Cult had already received the news in advance and sent an apprentice to wait for the guests. Walking into the valley, everything you see was full of strange plants in the world, with hundreds of acres of area. A winding stream passed by clever guidance and wandering through it, looming, just watering every inch of land. You Hentian's residence was surrounded by a bamboo forest. Before he could get close, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.

After receiving the notice from his apprentice, You Hen Genius stepped out of the pharmacy after a long time. He had a long face, big mouth, thick eyebrows, thin eyes, and extremely tall and thin figure. He was like a bamboo pole with a wide dress hanging on it, as if the wind could fall down. His clothes were covered with strange stains, but his hands were extremely clean, his fingers were slender and neat. After coming out, he did not pay homage to Chi Yan. Yi Wufeng, and sat down carelessly and said, "Elder Yi, what kind of poison are you? Isn't even the 'Baicao Jiedu Pills' I prepared for effective?"

After all, Yi Wufeng has something to ask for, so she doesn't blame her for saying: "I am the poison of the 'Star Soul-Breaking Needle'!"

You Hentian's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "It's the Tianxing Soul-Breaking Needle, so great! The legendary needle is mixed with rare poisons such as blue sea ice silkworm, crane red, flame grass, and vengeful flowers. Because of the mixed effects of toxicity, it is said that there is no medicine to solve. Today, we can finally confirm that we understand the methods of poisoning senior masters, and we will definitely benefit a lot. And we can try my newly prepared antidote to see who is more capable!" Looking at Yi Wufeng with interest, he actually regarded her as a rare experimental product and a stage of decisive victory.

Hu Qingpeng was startled and heard Chi Yan say in a deep voice: "Mr. You, Elder Yi has a noble status and has made great achievements for the Divine Cult. He is deeply loved by the leader. You must be cautious when detoxifying and never use medicine rashly! The leader is very concerned about this matter and hopes that you must protect Elder Yi's life."

When he mentioned the leader of the Demon Sect, Gu Ruru Youhentian immediately became respectful and completely different, and said seriously: "Please ask the eldest son to reply to the leader. My subordinates will live up to the leader's high hopes and do their best to save the life of Elder Yi. If they fail, my subordinates will be willing to compensate for their eleven people!"

Chi Yan's face was slightly slower and said, "Mr. His medical skills are the best in the world, and he is comparable to Bian Que and Hua Tuo. How could he fail? The leader once told me that Mr. He lived countless people with his wonderful skills, and he is a great hero of the Divine Cult. Unfortunately, he does not like his position as a false title, otherwise it would not be an exaggeration to be given the position of "elder". In this sect, there are very few people who can get such praise from the leader!"

You Hentian was so excited that his hands trembled. Suddenly, he knelt down with his feet, facing the west, his palms closed and made a strange gesture, and said solemnly: "God bless my sect, the holy fire will be bright; God favors my lord, and dominate the world. For the great cause of the revival of the Divine Cult, his subordinates would do whatever they could to do, even if they were heartbroken, please ask the master for a clear understanding!" He stood up and said to Yi Wufeng, "Elder Yi, please come with me! The poison you were infected with is extraordinary, and the treatment was urgent!"

Yi Wufeng said, "It's all for me, Mr. Tsang!" You Hentian snorted and headed to the backyard first. Yi Wufeng looked at Hu Qingpeng, signaled him to wait quietly, and then left.

Hu Qingpeng was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Brother Chi Yan, do you think Sister Feng can be restored as before?"

Chi Yan said: "As long as Mr. You agrees to take the treatment, even the bones can be resurrected, let alone the little poison? Don't worry! Brother Qingpeng, please stay and take care of Xiaofeng. I have something else to do, so let's take a step first!"

Hu Qingpeng was stunned: "Are you leaving immediately?"

Chi Yan smiled and said, "There is a banquet in the world that will disperse. Clouds gather and disperse, all of them are fate. I warn you not to make Xiaofeng sad, and you must not bully her, otherwise I will be rude to you!" His figure flashed and went straight out of the valley. He did not drag on his words and deeds, and was very carefree.

Time flies, and Hu Qingpeng stayed in Shennong Valley for seven days. Yi Wufeng was isolated and treated by You Hentian. No one was allowed to approach him, and even he was not allowed to visit him. Hu Qingpeng turned out to be inseparable from Yi Wufeng, and at this time he became a lonely man. He was not sure about the progress of her detoxification, so he was naturally extremely depressed. You Hentian's apprentices were all weird people and it was difficult to communicate. If it weren't for Yi Wufeng's face, they wouldn't have greeted him at all.

That night, Hu Qingpeng was unable to sleep, so he simply got up to take a walk. He crossed the courtyard wall and walked to the edge of the bamboo forest. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he felt even more lonely. With a clang, he drew his sword in his hand, and the sword light began to dance at will. Since he was enlightened by Ouyang Jue, his understanding of sword technique has deepened. The force on the sword is sent from the heart, and the changes in sword technique are like an antelope hanging on the horns without traces. In the past few days, he concentrated on thinking about sword technique, and at this time he used it with his heart. The dance became more and more refreshing. A sudden roar, the long sword slashed, and cut a gully of more than meter long on the grass, and mud and grass splashed.

This sword vented his depression. Hu Qingpeng nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard, and a slender object shot towards his face like lightning. Hu Qingpeng was shocked, what kind of monster is this? The long sword was quickly closed and it was slashed horizontally. Unexpectedly, the monster was extremely sensitive to move, and suddenly changed direction halfway through, and rushed towards his shoulder.

Hu Qingpeng jumped behind him, and his sword changed his move, stabbing the monster's head. In the moment of flashing light, he finally saw clearly that the attacker was a huge centipede with transparent wings on his back, colorful fangs flashed with cold light, which made people feel scared. He was shocked and wondered, how could there be a centipede in this world that could fly? Could it be a poisonous insect that You Hentian deliberately cultivated? With this thought, he did not dare to kill this rare flying centipede rashly. The sword body turned lightly, turned into a sting, and the sword spine hit its head heavily.

But the flying centipede was not grateful. She sank and then rose up, and her speed suddenly accelerated, and she swept by quickly. Hu Qingpeng was caught off guard. The back of his right hand hurt. He had been bitten hard, and the feeling of paralysis spread rapidly to his arm. He was not bad, and he was poisoned! He was shocked and angry, and saw the centipede condensed in the air, looking down at him proudly, so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He was about to use his left-hand sword to kill it, but unexpectedly the centipede suddenly trembled slightly, and fell to the ground with a bang, motionless.

Hu Qingpeng was inexplicably surprised. Could it be that this centipede is even more cunning than a human, and he actually used the technique of cheating death to lure the enemy into a trap?

At this moment, the footsteps were chaotic, and You Hentian rushed over to check what was going on. You Hentian cursed before he arrived: "Boy, what's your name in the middle of the night? I thought it was an enemy invasion! Hey, what is this?! Could it be my 'Colorful Winged Flying Dragon'?" He stared at the zombie centipede on the ground, his hair was furious, his clothes were windless, and he angrily said: "You killed Long'er, you killed it! I want you to be buried with you!"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly shouted: "Slow down! This centipede was not killed by me. On the contrary, I was bitten by it." As he said that, he showed off the back of his injured hand to prove that what he said was true.

You Hentian's eyes were round and he said in a lost voice: "You were bitten by Long'er? Impossible! Its venom can kill an elephant in an instant, ranking eighth among poisonous substances in the world. Unless you are an indestructible body of Vajra, how can you be safe and sound? Look at your appearance, I'm afraid you won't be able to practice that supreme martial arts realm. You must be lying!"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly and said, "Do I dare to lie in front of the miraculous doctor?" He was secretly wondering in his heart, if the centipede's poison is indeed fierce, why wouldn't it work for him?

You Hentian carefully picked up the body of the colorful winged dragon, put it in the palm of his palm to observe carefully. The more he looked, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he murmured: "How strange, how strange! Long'er's body is not damaged, he vomited black blood, and his limbs are stiff, and he was poisoned to death!" He lowered his head and pondered for a while, put the corpse of Feilong in his arms, then walked to Hu Qingpeng and said coldly: "Let me see your wound!"

Hu Qingpeng returned to the sword and entered the sheath, obediently stretched out his right hand, feeling a little nervous.

You Hentian saw the injuries on the back of his hand, and then made him stretch out his left hand to take the pulse. His face gradually became solemn. Then he asked Hu Qingpeng to stick out his tongue and observe. Finally, he took out the silver needle and stabbed him a few times. Suddenly, "Five or six years ago, have you taken some kind of pill for a long time?"

Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "Pill?" Suddenly, when he first went to Hengshan to practice martial arts, Yin Tianyun had privately taken him a tonic to strengthen the body and restore his spirit. He nodded and said: "Not bad! My master once asked me to take a red tonic every month to improve my internal strength. I took it for three years. Is there anything wrong?"

You Hentian's expression was quite strange, and he sneered: "It turns out that the person who poisoned him is your master! It's so interesting! Do you have any deep hatred with your master? Otherwise, how could he have tried so hard to get rid of you?"

Hu Qingpeng was like five thunders and said in a lost voice: "What did you say? My master wants to poison me?"

You Hentiandao: "To be honest, you have been infected with a poison called "Jiujue Xiangsi Powder"! This poison is very special. It requires poisoned people to take thirty-six poison pills continuously, each time being more than one month before they can take effect. The poisoned person was no different from ordinary people at first, but after three to five years, the poison will gradually develop until the internal organs of the body are necrotic and eventually turn into a pool of black water. This poisonous poison is unparalleled in the world. It has not appeared in the world for at least fifty years. It is extremely precious. Unexpectedly, someone is using it to deal with the nameless little man you are a nameless person! It is really useless and wastes the resources!"

Hu Qingpeng's hands and feet were cold, and even the toxins in his blood could not bear even the flying centipede. The toxicity was magnificent! Even though he had experienced life and death, he couldn't help but panic and asked in a trembling voice: "Is there any antidote for this Jiujue Xiangsi Powder?"

You Hentian sneered: "The poison of lovesickness is entangled in the bones, and there is no medicine to relieve it. Just wait for death!"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly and said, "Is that so much time left to live?"

Youhentian said, "If you are slow, you will be June, and if you are fast, you will be killed by poison. Anyway, you are the one who is about to die, and I will not care about you if you kill Long'er by chance! When you arrive at the Hall of Hell, don't forget to sue you for a book!" He shook his sleeves and led the disciples to turn around.

Hu Qingpeng stood like a clay sculpture, his mind was in chaos. It turned out that Yin Tianyun had already planned to kill him to silence him to ensure that the secret of the "Nine Yang Divine Art" would not be leaked. The scheming was so terrible. It was ridiculous that he had been kept in the dark for many years and almost became a fool. Meeting such a vicious and vicious master was simply a nightmare! Poor that he had just embarked on the right path of martial arts, full of confidence, but he was cruelly broken. Even if his martial arts progressed rapidly, what was the use of a thousand miles a day? He had at most six months left to live! He remembered his friends who lived and died together, his relatives far away in his hometown, and the beautiful and charming Tang Xue, but the one who thought the most was still the cold and arrogant Yi Wufeng.

Their interaction was full of drama from the beginning, and then it was entangled and scattered, which caused a sensation in the entire world! The coldness and elegance of the clothes dancing and phoenix danced and sword playing with flowers, the cruelty and arrogance of the Yuzhuang, the shyness and loveliness of Zhuzhou when healed the wounds, the calmness and unyielding when he encountered Changsha, the calmness and calmness of the Dongting encounter, the peaceful and gentleness of Jingzhou when he was alone in the valley, the deep affection of the sea... Scenes flashed like a lantern, and the unstoppable tenderness filled his chest. But a deeper pain spreads in the heart, like a knife cut. The two of them are in love and fly together, what a happy thing, but he has no blessing to endure it! In the future, people and ghosts have different paths and meet each other, can they continue their love in the next life? After thinking about it, he stood there for a night of joy and sorrow.

It was dawn, and someone suddenly heard someone shouting, "Qingpeng, Qingpeng!" He was shocked, and a figure flashed in front of him. Yi Wufeng had already rushed to him and laughed like a flower: "Are you hiding here to practice swords? I was looking for you everywhere! Look, Mr. You is worthy of being a 'miracle doctor', and the poison I was infected with has been completely resolved! No need to drink those bitter and ugly medicine soups anymore!"

Hu Qingpeng looked at her delicate and white face, and felt ache in his heart. Suddenly, the idea of ​​escaping from far away from her side was aroused, and he smiled reluctantly: "I'm relieved if you can successfully detoxify. Oh, Brother Chiyan has left Shennong Valley. It's best to send someone to inform him of your recovery."

Yi Wufeng frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with his coldness. After looking carefully, she found that there was a gray look on his face, his eyes were dull, as if he had suddenly become much older, completely unlike a young hero with a flying spirit. She asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so decadent and depressed?"

Hu Qingpeng looked away from his gaze guiltily, looked at the mountain in the distance and said, "I am normal, don't be suspicious. Since you are safe and sound, can we leave here immediately?"

Yi Wufeng said decisively: "You must have something to hide from me - because you dare not look at me! You are so anxious to leave Shennong Valley, are you afraid of something? You and I share weal and woe, smiling at life and death. Do you have any secrets that can't be told? Is there something happened these days? If you don't say it, I will ask Mr. You."

Hu Qingpeng couldn't do so, so he had to tell the story of his life-threatening poison, and only three to six months left. Yi Wufeng's face turned pale, and her originally excited mood suddenly fell to the bottomless abyss. She grabbed his hand and said in a deep voice: "Come with me!"

Yi Wufeng pulled Hu Qingpeng and broke into the backyard. She happened to meet You Hentian baking ointment, and clasped her fists and said, "Mr. You, I won't go around the corner, please save his life! As long as you can detoxify him, I can promise you any conditions!"

You Hentian thought casually: "Elder Yi is really affectionate with this boy! Unfortunately, he was killed by Jiujue Xiangsi San. Once he was poisoned, his three souls and six spirits would be cut off. It is hopeless and he will die without a doubt! Besides, he is not a disciple of the Divine Cult. Even if he dies a hundred times, it has nothing to do with me."

Yi Wufeng gritted her teeth and said, "You really don't want to save him?"

You Hentian said coldly: "I said I would not save you, but I would not. Could it be that the elder wants to threaten me with force?" He put his hands into his sleeves and focused on guard.

Yi Wufeng shook her head and said, "Mr. I am highly respected in this sect, how dare I offend it?" As she said that, she held the hilt of the sword beside Hu Qingpeng's waist with her back hand. The sword light flashed, and she put the sharp sword across her neck and said lightly: "If Mr. refuses to agree, I will commit suicide here today. If the leader learned that I was dead in Shennong Valley, with his broad mind, he will definitely not blame the gentleman."

You Hentian's face changed drastically. How could she not know what she was saying? If Yi Wufeng died here, I would ignore the leader's reaction first. Chi Yan alone would not be able to pass the level of Chi Yan. His whole family would probably have to be buried with him. He sighed: "The elder is of high power and has a heavy responsibility for the great cause of the God Cult. How can he die easily? Forget it. Since the elder does not hesitate to ask for death, I will try it. But I declare in advance that it is his blessing if he cures it, and it is God's will."

Yi Wufeng, Hu Qingpeng was overjoyed and said in unison: "Thank you, sir!"

You Hentian waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me before the poison is resolved. These Nine Jue Xiangsi Powder are indeed untreated. There are only two ways to eliminate its poison: one is to ask the top master of Tongxuan, who has the power to cleanse his muscles and marrow, and use his supreme magical power to drive away the toxins. As far as I know, those who have this skill in the world are only the leader of this sect and the great master Wangyou, and Ning Wufan of Baiyun Sect may be able to do it."

Yi Wufeng smiled bitterly and said, "What about another way?" These three people are all masters of the same sect. How noble is the status? How could they take action for an irrelevant unknown junior? Don't even think about it!
Chapter completed!