Behind Shen Qiu, Lin Huiyin, who was soaked on her body, looked pale. She looked at the scene like hell on earth in front of her, and her fingers were trembling.

She didn't walk much in the world. In fact, in addition to the Seven Quarter Sect subverting the Sword Sect at that time, this trip to Caishiji was the first time Lin Huiyin really walked in the world.

As a result, the first time I encountered such an exciting thing.

Since the tenth year of Zhengding and the Luoyang War, the old man has never taken action again. He has been staying in the Wandu Sect to study the strange poisons in the world. It has been fifteen years since then, and no one has mentioned the stories about the old man Wandu in the world.

And today, the forgotten Tashi Tseren entered the world again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the shadows that once shrouded in the world of Wan Poison Sect and the fears that were forgotten by the world were brought back again.

"This situation is dangerous, you have seen it with your own eyes."

On the edge of the Jianghu Camp, Chen Qiu looked at the blocked river bank, which was polluted by highly toxic and bloody flesh, and said to the people around him:

"When the war begins, good and evil will fight each other. If such a scene will happen again and again, tens of thousands of people will fight. It is the scene where these poisoners perform their best. You must be more vigilant."

"This old man with ten thousand poisons is so fierce that he has no martial virtues yet. It is really abominable to do assassination with the power of the Heavenly List."

Li Yi was so angry that he was itchy.

Zhang Xiaohu and Yi Sheng also looked resentful. Seeing the scene just now, it would be impossible to say that their minds were not impacted.

Today's incident completely removes the gorgeous cloak of the struggle between good and evil, and makes the bloody reality appear before everyone.

After fear arises, anger rises.

These passionate men wished they could rush across the river and fight with the vicious old man who was poisonous.

"Thaxi Tsering is also the one who does not show any mountain or leak in the Demon Sect.

When I saw him when I was a child, I thought he was an introverted person. Zhang Chu had close contact with the Demon Sect Master, but he would not go alone to see the old man Wandu.

I think he also noticed that under the reclusive appearance of Tsashi Tseren, there was a crazy soul hidden."

Zhang Lan turned his face and did not look at Jiang'an's bloody earth. He played with the fan and said softly:

"The old man is doing so extreme this time, and he wants to force the righteous to come up with a response. He didn't even hide his purpose, just for the King of Medicine."

"But Uncle Feng has returned to Phoenix City."

Xiao Tie said worriedly:

"He originally did not intend to intervene in the Battle of Jinling. He originally intended to imprison the old man Wan Poison to Miaojiang and use the power of the witch to suppress the poisonous man.

Now Wan Du has appeared in Jinling. Even if Uncle Feng is willing to fight, he will be unable to come here for a while from Miaojiang."

"You don't have to worry."

Chen Qiu took his gaze back and glanced at the blood-cold finger bones in his hand, and he said:

"While Uncle Ren sent the letter to Luoyang, he also sent it to Phoenix City. The Medicine King was in the camp at this time. Unfortunately, Uncle Feng's strategy of avoiding war was seen through by Wandu.

What Tashi Ciren did today was to force Uncle Feng to stand up. He wanted to completely eliminate the grudges of Wan Poison and the Medicine King inheritance in this generation at Caishiji."

While the few people were talking, they saw a black shadow flying from the island in the middle of the Yangtze River. Seeing that the man was staggering, Chen Qiu's face changed slightly, and he flew up and helped the man to the ground.

It's a mountain ghost.

The Chengying Sword in his hand was covered in blood, and the blood stains were extremely strange and colorful.

His robe was corroded with scars, and his eyes under the mask were full of fatigue and unconcealed pain.

"I didn't see you just now. Are you going to the north bank of the Yangtze River? What are you doing?"

Chen Qiu held the mountain ghost's arm, and through his clothes, he could feel the mountain ghost's skin was hot and there were strange bulging on his skin. He asked, and the mountain ghost whispered:

"I was so sad that I failed to assassinate Wan Du. I only killed a few demons. I was not good at learning skills and almost left on the north shore by his black fan."

"puff"

Before he could finish his words, a blood stain spurted out from under the mask.

"You really want to die."

Chen Qiu whispered a little blame, waved his hand to the people around him, and signaled them to go and rest first.

He supported Shan Gui and walked to the tent where Ren Hao was.

"You were not such a passionate person in the past."

He said to the mountain ghost:

"Why are you so impulsive today?"

"I think it's bad."

There was only Chen Qiu beside him, and Shan Gui had more words. He put the Chengying Sword into the scabbard, held it in his arms, and staggered forward while saying:

"I saw that Wan Poison seemed to be unfamiliar with melee combat, so I thought to go and try it. As I expected, the old man specialized in essence and poison, so he couldn't escape my sword.

Unfortunately, the poisonous arts Yin Jin was not aware of it for a while and he actually started to do so.

There is also a method of holding your breath to control poison in the Chengying Sword Technique, but the poison technique of all poisons is no longer something that can be used to activate the true energy to resist."

"Don't lie to me."

Chen Qiu curled his lips and whispered:

"In addition to trying the sword, you also saw the tragic situation today, and you were murderous, right?"

The mountain ghost was silent for a few breaths.

When approaching Renhao camp, he sighed and said:

"In my opinion, a person's life can be stabbed to death by a sword, cut to death by a knife, burned to death by fire, starved to death. All kinds of ways of death are nothing more than the cycle of life and death.

As I saw it for a long time, I felt that I would not be confused by life and death.

But what I heard today is beyond my imagination and the cruelty of what I see should not be a matter of the world. It is done by all poisons and does not treat people as human beings at all.

I can't accept such a demon in this world. Unfortunately, I can't do it and I can't kill him under the sword.

Alas, I didn’t care about these things.”

The mountain ghost said softly:

"As a result, after reading too many books, I know the difficulties of humanity. I can't bear to see evil ghosts rampant, so I have the impulse to this day.

I don’t hide it from you. Today, seeing the poisonous creatures harming, it is rare in my life to have murderous intentions, and I hate them a little more than to hate the people of the Northern Dynasties.”

"This is a good thing, brother."

Chen Qiu held the mountain ghost and said warmly:

"When you see good things, you will be ecstatic, and when you see bad things, you will be angry. You will be able to distinguish good and evil in your heart, and you will see clearly the way forward in your life. I am not saying you are reckless, but you should at least tell me in advance if you do this next time.

If I were with you, you wouldn't be so seriously injured.

I don’t hide it from my brother. At this moment, I also hate the poison in my heart, and I have murderous intentions."

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Qiu walking with the mountain ghost, Qin Xuming, who was protecting Ren Hao's camp, hurried forward and supported the other side of the mountain ghost. He also heard that the mountain ghost was going to assassinate Wan Du, but was poisoned. Qin Xuming's eyes looked respectful.

The two of them walked into the camp with the mountain ghost. In the camp, Feng Yafu had just finished checking the body for Ren Hao, and the face of the Medicine King was full of worry.

Seeing that Shan Gui was being helped in, Feng Yafu immediately stepped forward and helped Shan Gui with his hand on the wrist, feeling his pulse, let go after a few breaths, and took out a few needles from his medicine box, and then took out a few porcelain bottles.

"Doctor Feng is here to treat the good man, and he has to ask the doctor to see others."

Ren Hao stood up, put on his coat, and said to Feng Yafu and Shen Qiu:

"Chen Qiu, when your brother has nothing to do, come to the camp to look for me. I have something to say to you."

"Um."

Chen Qiu nodded and watched the leader leave the camp. He looked back at the Medicine King who was applying acupuncture to the mountain ghost. He asked:

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Ren's side, is it okay?"

Feng Yafu did not answer.

He sat in front of the mountain ghost, and his hand was flying needles.

In a few breaths, he used a needle to stimulate the acupoints and forced out the poisonous blood from the mountain ghost's body. The black ghost's face was covered with blood stains, and the basin in front of the mountain ghost was covered with colorful blood stains.

"You young people are really newborn calfs who are not afraid of tigers."

He touched his beard and said:

"When the poison technique has reached the realm of ten thousand poisons, the so-called internal energy and mental methods in this world that can eliminate poison have basically lost their effect.

After the thousands of poisons in Liuliu were mixed in the night, even the innate body may not persist for longer than ordinary people.

The three thousand great roads each have their own magic.

If you dare to assassinate Wandu alone, I will admire you a little bit. You can still come back alive under the attack of Wandu poison gas. You are indeed capable of coming back alive.

I would like to call you a young hero, so today I won’t have torture you anymore. Take one pill in the morning and midnight each, and use true qi to spread throughout the body. The strange poison can be cured in two days."

Feng Yafu stuffed two porcelain bottles into the mountain ghost's hand and patted the swordsman on the shoulder.

The mountain ghost said thank you in a hoarse voice.
To be continued...