The Taoist priest's willingness to accept such a request was somewhat beyond the expectation of the Baicaoyuan farmer.
"The Taoist Master is open and bright, so I won't hide it anymore. Our Baicaoyuan Sanwei Poison House only makes three kinds of elixirs with different tastes. The first poison is the intestinal elixir. After taking it, the intestines will be pierced and the belly will be rotten..."
The old farmer waved his hand and threw a red pill, which was suspended in the air.
Just when the old farmer was about to continue introducing his own products, Su Fei reached out and pinched the elixir that emitted strong poisonous gas, put it into his mouth, and chewed it a few times.
It tastes bitter in the mouth, a little silky, and sweet after a while.
Seeing that the Taoist priest was fine, the old farmer began to have doubts about the things refined by the Sanwei Poison House.
"It seems that the Taoist priest has some ability to resist poison. Next, the second poison, the soul-eating pill," the old farmer continued: "After entering the mouth, this pill will not rot the body, but damage the soul..."
When Su Fei took the second taste of poison, he still found no trace of the eight-armed monk, and he was really able to keep his composure.
The old farmer in Baicao Garden didn't understand why the Taoist priest had eaten two flavors of poison and he hadn't collapsed yet, and he didn't even show any pain. He even reached out and asked him to take out the third flavor of the poison quickly. He wanted to know whether it was sweet or salty.
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You bull-nosed Taoist priest, do you think this is eating tofu brain, or eating it as rice dumplings?
"The third medicine of the Three Flavors Poison House is the Qi Transformation Pill. It doesn't sound scary, but after taking it, your body and soul will disappear from this world. The process will last for seven days and seven nights, and you will clearly see yourself disappearing.
the process of."
The old farmer said it was powerful, but he had no confidence in his heart. The Taoist priest's body seemed to be resistant to poison, and he might just be an evil Taoist priest who refines poison.
"Taoist Priest, don't eat. Women in Liuxi Valley are not afraid of death." Han Caidi looked at Su Fei with tears shining in her eyes.
Before walking around the world, the owner of the valley told her many stories about men, especially Taoist priests who deceived the world and stole their reputation.
Moreover, in the story of the owner of the valley, the story of prisoner mountain, the cause is that a Taoist priest started to rebel and finally gave up.
I never expected that a Taoist priest would test poison for her today, and what he tasted was the powerful poison from the Baicaoyuan Sanwei Poison House.
"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will." Su Fei started taking the third flavor pill.
"..."
As a Taoist priest, you should stop quoting Buddhist scriptures all the time.
Su Fei naturally knew what he was saying, and he just wanted to use it to anger the hidden Eight-Armed Monk and cause the slightest change in the other person's mood, so that he could capture the other person's position.
It was obviously in vain and the eight-armed monk might not have been there at all.
After taking the three-flavor elixir, the Taoist priest is still alive.
"Is there any more?" Su Fei asked the old farmer.
This is provocation.
Three well-known poisonous elixirs from Baicao Garden failed to react after being eaten, which made the old farmer deeply doubt whether he had brought the wrong medicine, and he had the urge to taste it to distinguish the true from the false.
"Is Taoist priest okay?" Han Caidi felt that she was very embarrassed at this time.
He has been practicing martial arts for many years, and is known as the Judgment Fairy. He has always been a ruthless character, but suddenly he has to care about the physical condition of a Taoist priest. He seems a little inexperienced, and his tone is a bit harsh.
But he always wanted to show that he cared about his benefactor, so he jumped over and wanted to check the Taoist priest's body.
Su Fei pointed an index finger at the center of Han Caidi's eyebrows and slowly pushed it away to keep a certain distance from him.
"It's good that the girl can survive," the Taoist priest said calmly.
After a while.
The sixty-year-old old farmer said: "Sects in the world are most taboo about listening to strangers. With a body that is not afraid of poison, the little Taoist can withstand the medicine of the three-flavored poisonous house in my Baicao Garden. It is really eye-opening."
"But the people in Liuxi Valley will still die. Not only will she die, but you won't be able to leave either."
The old farmer from Baicaoyuan believes that Taoist priests specialize in anti-toxic skills, so they must not be proficient in fists, feet, and swords.
Practitioners in the world, because of their limited energy and talent, can only choose one path of cultivation in their lives.
So the Taoist priest in front of me has research on poisons, but he is definitely not good at other aspects.
This is a universal concept.
"If you don't keep your word, an evil sect is an evil sect. No wonder Baicao Garden is not accepted by the Taoist Alliance." Han Caidi was ready to fight, and the picture scroll behind her began to glow.
"Send them on their way," the old farmer ordered.
The disciples of Baicao Garden who were hiding everywhere appeared one after another.
On the roof, outside the window, and at the front door, dozens of people came in instantly. Without saying a word, they picked up their sickles and hugged them.
Su Fei did not move, picked up a sword energy talisman, raised it above his head and detonated it, and countless spiritual energy swords were stabbed in all directions.
The powerful sword energy wrapped around the small aura sword, stabbing the Baicao Garden disciples who were attacking from the air one after another, flying back and forth from wherever they were.
Seeing how powerful the Taoist priest was, the sixty-year-old farmer decided to kill him with one strike. The opponent happened to hit a talisman, so he would be slow to draw his sword again.
The figure disappeared in an instant and appeared behind the Taoist priest. A palm filled with black air was about to hit the Taoist priest.
Han Caidi realized that the Taoist priest was in danger, but was unable to react in time. Her spiritual energy had long been exhausted, and she could only panic in her heart.
Su Fei moved his body in time to avoid the opponent's sneak attack. He instinctively raised his hand and struck out with the Fuhu Baguazhang, smashing the old farmer to pieces. The broken flesh and broken bones were covered with red soup. The scene was too horrible to watch.
Only one head is intact, standing on the ground with an incredible expression.
"well!"
Su Fei sighed.
He had warned himself that he would not use Fuhu Baguazhang in the future, but he would still use it at critical moments. This time, he could smash the person to pieces with one palm, leaving no chance to survive.
Just as he was feeling annoyed, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the beams on the roof.
A strong demonic aura is emanating from there.
Sure enough, a long-haired spider crawled out, its body gradually grew larger, with a silk thread hanging from its back, slowly moving downwards, and in mid-air, it transformed into an eight-armed monk, hanging upside down and meditating.
The eight-armed monk is really a spider demon, hiding in a spider web above the Buddhist temple.
"Amitabha, Taoist priests have good tricks." said the eight-armed monk.
When Han Caidi saw the spider demon, she quickly jumped next to Su Fei and got very close.
"Taoist Priest, I have been afraid of furry things since I was a child." The fairy's voice became much softer.
The sixty-year-old farmer with only one head left glanced at the Judgment Fairy in Liuxi Valley, and felt contempt in his heart: "Oh, woman, before the powerful Taoist priests appeared, she was very fierce."
Su Fei felt that his arms were soft, so he glanced at Fairy Judgment, whose acting was slightly awkward, and pushed him out with his elbow to keep some distance between the two parties.
He wouldn't have cared if it was on his left arm, but the woman was on the right, and he had the sword in his right hand.
That will affect the speed at which he draws his sword.
Also, this girl is afraid of furry things, so she will never realize the preciousness of a man in this life.
The body of the eight-armed monk continued to grow. Except for the two clasped hands, the other six hands held strange-looking magical objects, including a rolling pin, chili peppers, a bunch of garlic... and knives.