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After finally trying their best to slay the demonic cultivators, Jiang Yuanchen and Gong Yuer meditated for a while before cleaning up the place.

However, Jiang Yuanchen's face looked a little ugly. According to common sense, he should have passed the sword ordeal now. Why is the threat of the Wisdom Sword in Niwan Palace only gradually fading away, but it is still entangled in the Wisdom Sword? Could it be that the disaster has not really been passed?

"Let's go to the Blood Lake Station first!" Gong Yu'er suggested, carrying Nangong Mu who had fainted again.

"Yes." Jiang Yuanchen also dragged Lin Zixuan onto the dragon horse, and the two hurriedly headed towards the Blood Lake.

Gong Yu'er, as the direct granddaughter of the master of Yiwang Palace, had an accident in the wild land, and the Blood Lake had already sent extra personnel to search. Unfortunately, Yiwang Palace did not know the method of celestial calculations, so it could only use witchcraft to predict the bad luck. Nothing more definite can be calculated.

Seeing Gong Yu'er rushing back, Gong Ming, the master of King Yi Palace, breathed a sigh of relief. Yu'er's whip was damaged, and he suddenly felt something and hurried from King Yi's Palace.

"Grandpa!" Gong Yu'er handed Nangong Mu to Jiang Yuanchen and knelt directly in front of Gong Ming.

Jiang Yuanchen secretly got off his horse and looked at the disciples of King Yi Palace. Including Gong Ming, the dress of these disciples of King Yi's Palace is very different from that of Middle-earth, and the master of King Yi's Palace is also very different from the real people in Jiang Yuanchen's impression.

The two masters of Taixu Dao Sect showed the ethereal state of immortality. Even the master of Shuiyuedongtian gave people an unfathomable and illusive feeling. Only the master of Yiwang Palace showed his domineering power.

Powerful blood! It is indeed an immortal sect transformed from martial arts! I am afraid that when he shouted loudly, his masculine energy and blood could kill a Yin Shen monk.

Gong Ming quickly helped Gong Yu'er up and looked at Gong Yu'er carefully: "What's wrong with your face?" The blood stain on Gong Yu'er's cheek was shocking, and it was not there before looking for Nangong Mu.

"My granddaughter was just about to say this." Gong Yu'er ignored the surrounding disciples of King Yi's Palace and directly revealed the incident in Mashan City.

After hearing what Gong Yu'er said, Gong Ming's face turned dark and he glanced coldly at the several principals who came with him. And these people were trembling and silent, as if they couldn't even speak under the pressure of the palace master.

"Girl, you did a good job on this matter. We in the palace family should have this attitude. This matter is indeed our problem. Hu Ze, you should investigate this matter carefully after you go back and see what Mashan City sent you. Why has the information been changed? If you can't find out, I will go to Zhongzhou to invite some Yishu people to give justice to those who died in vain in Mashan City!"

Everyone in Yiwang Palace knows that one of the purposes of Yiwang Palace's existence is to protect the human race, but as a result, a whole city of people died under their own eyes. This is a slap in the face.

"My subordinates understand." Hu Ze stepped out and took two men directly back to King Yi's Palace.

"Yu'er, besides what's going on in Mashan City, what's going on with you guys?"

"It was done by the demon cultivator." Gong Yu'er recounted the hunting events of herself and others step by step: "If it weren't for the help of the two Taoist brothers from Taixu Taoist Sect, my granddaughter and Brother Nangong would not be able to come back."

Nangong Mu and Gong Yuer grew up together, and Gong Ming knew this disciple of King Yi Palace. This guy has good talent, and he has given me guidance several times.

"Junior Jiang Changming pays homage to Senior Gong." Jiang Yuanchen bowed his head.

Gong Ming waved his hand: "The land of Southern Xinjiang does not need to comply with these complicated regulations of the Central Plains. This time, our King Yi Palace owes you a big favor."

Jiang Yuanchen said quickly: "Can you please help me check on my senior brother?"

Gong Ming's spiritual consciousness glanced at the unconscious Lin Zixuan, frowning for a while, and then sighed: "It took too long, and the poison invaded the five internal organs. From what you said, the demon cultivator still fought back once before he died. I’m afraid it was at that time that the poison was completely activated, allowing the poison to infect the five internal organs! We, King Yi Palace, are at our wits’ end, if those alchemists with advanced cultivation levels may still have some solutions.”

After all, Yi Wangdian switched from martial arts to immortality. Not to mention other things, their practice habits are also different from those of the Taoist Qi Refining Sects. They were not refining spiritual energy, but refining blood energy, and they still left many traces of martial arts in their skills. That's why the Master of King Yi's Palace is different from other real people Jiang Yuanchen has seen.

In addition, Yiwangdian is not proficient in the methods of easy calculation and alchemy and weapon refining. They don't choose too many weapons except for one natal magic weapon, and refining an elixir is even more difficult. How can they expect a group of muscle-advocating martial arts practitioners to memorize the elixir's medicinal properties? Do not make jokes.

Therefore, Yiwang Palace uses witchcraft to fill this gap. Although witch medicine and divination are not as good as the Yishuang and Dandao of Immortal Dao, it also allows Yiwang Palace to firmly occupy Yanzhou in southern Xinjiang. Moreover, southern Xinjiang was originally the birthplace of witchcraft. With the secret method of witchcraft, Yi Wangdian also firmly suppressed the ancient witch clan in the wild land.

"This so-called poison is not only produced in southern Xinjiang, but also seems to be the work of the Bloodyang Demon Sect. I, King Yi Palace's witchcraft skills alone cannot eradicate it completely." A disciple of King Yi Palace dressed as a wizard also said Come over and check it out. "Toxicity is connected to the five internal organs, and our witch medicine will only increase the toxicity."

Jiang Yuanchen bit his lip and kept thinking: when it came to being a top alchemist, the first thing he thought of was Ran Weng, but Ran Weng was far away in Bingzhou, and it would be impossible to solve the problem of being far away from water and close to fire.

Lin Zixuan's poison has penetrated into the five internal organs, and its toxicity may last for more than two days at most. Even if we ask Yiwangdian to help us return to Taixu Dao Sect, I am afraid that the sect will not have time to prepare. After all, many alchemists are practicing in seclusion or refining elixirs. Whether the sect has extra alchemists, and whether they should be golden elixir alchemists is a matter of debate.

"What if it's a pill? Isn't there even a Sanming Poison Pill here in King Yi Palace?" Jiang Yuanchen didn't give up and asked. Sanming Jiedu Dan has three overlapping medicinal properties. The first layer can remove the poisonous insects in the body, then use the powerful medicinal properties to eliminate toxins, and finally use the medicinal properties to nourish the five internal organs. Although Lin Zixuan will fall to another level from now on, his life is finally saved, right?

"Sanming poison pill?" Gong Ming called the disciples to ask.

"No." The man shook his head: "Most of us use witchcraft medicine to heal our wounds. At most, we ask the alchemists to refine some specific elixirs. Such detoxification elixirs, especially high-level and special detoxification elixirs, are not deliberately Prepare."

"Among the elixirs I specialize in, are any of them suitable for him to take?" Gong Ming asked the disciple, who looked embarrassed: "This -!"

"Impossible. The pills taken by the palace master are too powerful. They are definitely not something that Yuye monks can take. If one pill is taken, let alone detoxification, I'm afraid he will explode." Jiang Yuanchen shook his head and said. .

According to Dan Dao, all he needs to cure Lin Zixuan is a powerful Sanming poison pill. But refining this elixir requires at least Golden elixir cultivation, and those medicinal materials...

Jiang Yuanchen's heart moved: "Senior Gong, with Blood Dragon Cliff as the center, are there any places where spiritual beasts and spiritual materials gather around? I can't help but ask Wuwei Restaurant for help on this matter."

"Five flavors restaurant?" Gong Ming looked confused. Although Wuwei Restaurant has traveled around the Kyushu region, it is my first time to come to Southern Xinjiang. In addition, Yiwang Palace is located in a corner, so I have never heard of it, which is normal.

"The restaurant is an azure wood building. There are four big characters written on it: Wuwei Restaurant. I asked senior to help me find it."

Gong Ming closed his eyes, his spiritual consciousness completely released, and the real pressure swept around him, forcing everyone around him to retreat.

"Found it, a green wooden building. They are currently in Pingdingshan."

When Jiang Yuanchen heard this, he immediately got up and rode the dragon horse, taking Lin Zixuan to Pingding Mountain.

"Now that the matter is urgent, I will definitely invite Lin Zixuan to come to thank me in the future!" After leaving a sentence, a white light flew a mile away.

"Please help spread this matter to Taixu Dao Sect." Gong Ming ordered the people around him: "By the way, we also need to thoroughly clean up the southern border demon cultivators. These demon cultivators are too rampant!"

Among the nine immortal sects, only Yi Wangdian is the least afraid of demon cultivators. Because those demonic cultivators are also human beings, and they also know very well that only by suppressing the demon clan in Southern Xinjiang at Yiwang Palace can they be allowed to fight against Daoist sects without any scruples, so the demonic cultivators will not deliberately come to Southern Xinjiang during the demonic calamity. , this is the tacit understanding of everyone.

But this time, his granddaughter was almost harmed by a demonic cultivator. This strong-tempered old man couldn't help but want to completely clean up the demonic cultivators in southern Xinjiang. In the past, if you had to use the hands of these demon cultivators to kill monsters, you could turn a blind eye, but now? I'd better ask you to die together!

As a result, in the next three months, the entire Southern Xinjiang Demonic Cultivators were wiped out, leaving the remaining Demonic Cultivators either lurking deeper or escaping from Southern Xinjiang. Yi Wangdian is proficient in archery and is very sensitive to breath. Those demon cultivators cannot escape their search and perception. And the monks of Yiwang Palace are proficient in assassination methods. They only need a monk of the same level to draw a bow and shoot an arrow from several miles away, and they can easily assassinate a demon cultivator...

It was Jiang Yuanchen's second visit to Pingding Mountain. He saw a restaurant standing on the top of the mountain where the seven-star agave used to be, and he quickly stepped forward to ask for a visit. But this time, he was stopped by two people at the door.

"You guys have not forgotten the rules of the restaurant, right?" Fatty Yan patted his fat belly and narrowed his eyes: "Did you bring any ingredients this time?"

Jiang Yuanchen's expression changed. He really forgot to bring any spiritual materials to save people. And his Qiankun Bag is full of refined elixirs, where can they be used as ingredients? The only items that were handed over to the sect for missions, such as Seven Star Agave, Black Wind Yin Bone, etc., could not be used as ingredients at all.

With a gloomy expression on his face, Jiang Yuanchen cupped his hands and said, "You two, please save people first, and then I can go find some ingredients, okay?"

Fatty Yan turned to look at Hong Fu: "What? This is the rule set by your wife."

Hongfu looked troubled and thought for a while before saying: "Daozhang Jiang, let's ignore the requirements for getting started with ingredients. After all, we are a restaurant here. If you want to save him, you will definitely need special ingredients, and our restaurant is not good at these things. Prepare."

"Five Flavors Restaurant has been traveling across the states, but I don't believe that Sister He doesn't even have the ingredients to make a pair of Sanming Soup. Let's go on credit first, and then our Taixu Dao Sect will send someone to deliver the ingredients. How about double the amount?"

"Not to mention these, then you have to get in and discuss with Madam Huo, right?" Fatty Yan once again intervened to make things difficult.

Jiang Yuanchen was so angry at this demonic cultivator that he wanted to vomit blood: "There are no ingredients now. Fellow Taixu Dao Sect members will send them in the future. Please make it easier for the two of us, or I can tell Sister He directly."

"This won't work!" Fatty Yan shook his head repeatedly and said seriously: "I want to help Mrs. Huo guard the door of the store. I can't let random people break in, right? Otherwise, why don't you use this person as food?" Fatty Yan's face He immediately turned green. Looking at the unconscious Lin Zixuan on the side, he once again thought of the taste of flesh and blood of the Taixu Dao Sect monks, and his mouth watered down.

Jiang Yuanchen gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and with a flash of sword light, cut off a piece of flesh from his arm, and blood gushed out.

"That's it, can it be done?" Jiang Yuanchen threw the piece of meat towards Hong Fu, who quickly caught it.

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