After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 111
However, this is not a simple hand.

It also contains part of his meridians and cultivation base, otherwise, just relying on an arm that has been disconnected from the master, it will not be able to hold back for a few breaths.

It is only a trivial matter that the bleeding is difficult to stop, but it is a major matter to completely cut off the internal injury suffered.

At least it will take a year and a half to heal.

But if that poison cultivator goes to extremes again and makes himself more poisonous, it won't take so long.

Forget it, Wucheng is at least covered by Guiyuan Temple, when Zhao Xingyu and the others go back to rescue soldiers, after careful inspection, they know that this place is not easy.

At that time, there will always be more powerful monks looking for trouble with that poisonous cultivator.

The trouble is, everything she wanted was killed by herself, and there was not even a fish that slipped through the net.

I can only pick up some broken corpses and go back.

Thinking about it, Yun Weixian first tidied up the scene of the tragedy a little bit, erased the talismans left by him, and left the traces of the formed magic circle, as if a big monster came from nowhere. By the way, these poisons can be cleaned up.

He pinched his nose again, and used the vacated cloth bag to put the useful part in.

After doing this, she didn't leave in a hurry, but searched around and found the hiding place of the poisonous cultivator in the deep forest.

However, monks all have their own storage tools, and that poisonous cultivator is good at running around, so it is naturally impossible for him to leave anything to her.

Yun Weixian searched twice in the cave hidden among the thickets, and found some suspicious bloodstains, a few snake teeth, and some snake scales.

Indeed, in terms of poison, snakes are the most poisonous, and sometimes ordinary detoxification pills cannot cure certain snake venoms.

If you still bother to cultivate it, a snake can contain at most dozens of hundreds of toxins, mixed together, it can almost kill you with one bite, and there is no room for detoxification.

The second is poisonous insects, poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds.

And if the poisonous snake and the monk were refined together... Yun Weixian felt a little disgusted for no reason.

It wasn't that she was guessing, but that in this cave, besides the breath of the poisonous cultivator, there were also some remaining spiritual power breaths from other monks.

Just when she stopped by to look at the poisonous snake nest that Zhao Xingyu and the others accidentally strayed into, and collected a few leftover snake eggs, she suddenly felt that the talisman she had left in Qingtong Village had been touched.

Could it be that the poisonous cultivator had the audacity to run back and steal those corpses?

Yun Weixian frowned, and quickly scanned the other corners of the poisonous snake's nest, and after making sure that there were no omissions, he immediately flew into the air and rushed to the village.

Before completely approaching the village, a very strange and unpleasant smell came first.

There are many things in the breath, among which is the monk's breath that Yun Weixian felt in the cave.

Her heart sank slightly, just as she held the Dao Talisman in her hand, she suddenly sensed another aura—Golden Core Sword Cultivator.

The Fu Yi quietly dispersed, Yun Weixian put away the realm, slowed down, and slowly entered the boundary of Qingtong Village, and under the watchful eyes of the Taoist priests of Guiyuan Temple, he landed at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Apart from Zhao Xingyu and the others, there was indeed a young man, who looked a few years younger than Yan Wenshu, wearing a gray Taoist robe, upright and rigid.

People are also old-fashioned and unsmiling.

Apparently Zhao Xingyu had mentioned her just now, and when he saw her now, he cupped his hands slightly: "Thank you fellow Taoist for dissuading her in time, Junior Brother Zhao's poison is almost cured."

Yun Weixian nodded to him as a response, and then looked at the person nailed to the ground by his sword... it should be called a monster.

(End of this chapter)