Outside the yard, Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan were leaning against the wall, looking at the monks who were approaching the yard and fell down with a thud, and then looked at the monks who were holding the Poison Avoidance Pearl tightly in their hands and looked vigilant. He blinked blankly.
After Tsinghua flew out, he saw a strange scene, and he asked strangely, "What did you do?"
Ling Juncong quickly raised his hand to show his innocence: "I didn't do anything, Lu Yuan can testify."
He was a little aggrieved. He really didn't do anything, just drying the herbs outside. When he found someone approaching, those people had fallen to the ground.
Lu Yuan said with a stiff face: "I didn't do anything either."
He was just nesting in a tree, and then was called down by Lingjun to help dry the medicine.
After finding that someone was approaching, before he had time to make a move, those monks had already fallen down by themselves, which was too weird.
At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps approached quickly, Ling Juncong looked back and saw Rong Xian running out.
Rong Xian hurriedly put a pill in Tsinghua's hand, and said shyly, "Master, I forgot to say that I just gave 'No Alarm'."
Not being shocked is a kind of drug. Anyone who takes this drug will fall into a deep sleep, and even if the catastrophe is approaching, it will not wake people up.
Although there is an antidote for Bu Jing, there is no need for an antidote, and the effect of the drug only lasts for ten days.
After the cultivator was in a coma for ten days, the person taking the traditional Chinese medicine would wake up naturally, as if he had slept for a while, without any damage.
Dr. Rong never kills anyone, which Rong Xian has always done very well.
Therefore, the medicine she prepared is also very mild and does not hurt people's lives.
But it's not so good-looking for those monks who were knocked down. They were restrained by an ordinary doctor unknowingly, which made their faces a little unsettled and aggrieved.
Tsinghua helped his dizzy head, and looked at the innocent-looking young apprentice with a sideways glance.
He has always known that the little apprentice is famous for his medical skills and has a high reputation.
It wasn't until today that I realized how high my apprentice's medical skills were.
He silently stuffed the antidote into his mouth, his serious face even more expressionless.
Because it was too embarrassing to be nearly drugged by his apprentice, he had better pretend he didn't know.
Ling Juncong asked in surprise, "It turns out that it was you who prescribed the medicine, so why are you okay with Mu Tou?"
Rong Xian silently moved her gaze to the sieve and whispered, "The flowers in the sieve are the antidote."
Lu Yuan silently put the flower in his hand into his arms, and stood silently to the side to protect Rong Xian tightly.
Ling Jun twitched from the corner of his mouth: "You are too casual, how can anyone put the antidote in front of others after being poisoned."
Rong Xian said innocently: "People who have been intoxicated can't get up to get the antidote."
Lu Yuan glanced at Rong Xian silently, always feeling that this person had forgotten about the antidote.
Opposite, there was an old man in a gray robe holding a poison-proof bead, his eyes were cold and gloomy, he pointed at Rong Xian and said gloomily: "Catch her."
The prepared subordinates behind them were completely unaffected by the drug, and they flew towards Rong Xian quickly, all expressionless and grim.
Tsinghua's expression turned solemn, the sword in his hand was wrapped in a sword flower, and he spoke very quickly towards Ling Juncong and Lu Yuandao: "Leave with Xiaoxian, hurry up."
"Master." Rong Xian looked at the ferocious group of people and was completely afraid to rest assured that her master was standing here alone.
Tsinghua greeted the mysterious group of people without looking back: "Xiaoxian, leave immediately."
Rong Xian clenched her fists and let Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan pull her and fly away.
Seeing Rong Xian escape, the sullen old man snorted coldly, blocked Tsinghua, and said to his subordinates, "Go and hunt down Rong Xian."
The subordinates quickly backed away and quickly chased towards Rong Xian.
Tsinghua's face changed slightly, and his moves became more swift and fierce. He wanted to quickly get rid of the shady old man so that he could save his disciples, but although the shady old man's cultivation was weaker than him, it would take some effort to solve it.
Following the battle between the two, some loose cultivators, other sect forces, and disciples of the gentry all chased in the direction of Rong Xian, and they may be able to find out.
Here, Ling Juncong pulled Rong Xian to hide quickly, they didn't dare to stop.
Suddenly, Ling Juncong noticed that a strong wind was coming from behind him, he pushed Rong Xian away suddenly, rolled on the spot, and avoided the attack of the gray-robed man.
"It's you." Seeing the person coming, Jun Cong said in surprise.
After Rong Xian stood firm, she saw the man's eyes deepened, the person from Yishui Pavilion.
The man in gray robe did not speak. There were dozens of people in the same clothes behind him, and these people attacked Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan directly.
Lu Yuan slammed the sword in his hand into the ground, his hands quickly formed marks, the ground under his feet trembled, and then a soil dragon suddenly emerged.
Tulong opened his mouth and screamed, and then attacked the gray-robed man majestically.
Ling Jun was unarmed, but attacked the Yishui Pavilion cultivator very quickly. Seeing that a man in a gray robe was attacking Rong Xian, he took out the silk from his sleeve that he was going to give to Bai Changyue as strings. With a flick of his hand, the silk of the celestial silk quickly wrapped around the gray-robed man.
With a sudden force, he pulled the man away from Rong Xian, opened his mouth and shouted at Rong Xian, "Rong Xian, run quickly."
Rong Xian didn't delay, she turned around and was about to run. She had no plans to share life and death with a few people, not even a perfunctory word.
Of course, she didn't tell Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan that Doctor Rong, with a low cultivation base, could not escape the pursuit of the monks at all.
Sure enough, just as she turned around, she was surrounded by a group of noble disciples and sect monks.
These people still had to be shameless, instead of directly attacking Rong Xian, they persuaded her to hand over the Sword Emperor's blood.
Rong Xian ignored them, holding a yellow elixir between her fingertips.
Before she could crush the medicine pill, a spiritual force hit her wrist.
Rong Xian's hand hurt, and the medicine pill fell to the ground.
"Doctor Rong, although you are very good at administering medicine, don't forget that this world depends on your strength. If your strength is not enough, you have no time to administer medicine." Someone mocked.
Rong Xian rubbed her sore wrist and lowered her eyes with a smile. She said sincerely, "Thank you for the suggestion, Rong Xian has been taught."
She folded her hands in her sleeves, squinted her eyes slightly, and an invisible sword energy surged in all directions with her as the center.
Her sword qi was the same as what she pretended to be, harmless without the slightest threat.
But the sword is a murder weapon, and it kills with sharpness.
So this sword is imposing and imposing, expelling all the enemies who intend to approach, not killing people but causing trouble.
"What's the matter, didn't you say that Rong Xian was just an ordinary doctor?" The grumpy cultivator slashed the incoming sword qi with a knife, and then his clothes were cut by the sword qi on the left.
Although this sword energy doesn't hurt anyone, it's really embarrassing. All the clothes are cut into rags.
The monk's face darkened. He felt that everyone had misunderstood the word 'ordinary'.
Rong Xian: I'm so stupid
(End of this chapter)