The cultivator's face sank, and a black bead was held between his fingertips. He raised his hand, and the spiritual force bounced into the bead, and the bead suddenly exploded in mid-air.
At the same time, monks from all directions flew towards this side.
"This is a signal." Rong Xian calmly explained to Shen Jiuliu, then with a flick of her sleeve, a silver needle shot at the man at a faster speed, stabbing the needle on his acupuncture point. Without saying a word, he fell to the ground with his eyes rolled over.
Sensing that more people were rushing towards her, Rong Xian squinted her eyes, her right palm was flat, and the fiery red karma was burning above her palm.
She gently crushed a white pill with her left hand, and a little powder was raised on the flames, and a cloud of blue smoke rose up.
Then, under Shen Jiuliu's incredible gaze, the blue smoke went straight up into the air, and in a matter of seconds, miasma from all directions was actually aroused, surrounding the entire village.
At this time, the sun was setting, only the sunset glow remained.
Rong Xian stood on the spot without moving half a step, the karmic fire in her palm did not go out, one pill after another was crushed, the powder floated in the air and was mercilessly burned into blue smoke by the flame, Rong Xian stared down at her. Threads of blue smoke made his face darkened by the fire.
"Xiaoxian." Shen Jiulu suddenly called.
"Huh?" Rong Xian turned around, still smiling warmly, no different from before, Shen Jiulu was relieved.
Maybe it was an illusion, he actually thought that Xiaoxian just now was too mysterious.
Shen Jiulu looked around, only to realize that the entire stone bridge stream was already shrouded in green smoke and mist.
He asked suspiciously, "Xiao Xian, what are these?"
Rong Xian grabbed her right hand and the flame disappeared.
She raised her lips and smiled. Her eyes were bright and sincere. Anyone would think she was a naive and naughty child, and her tone was like that of a child who succeeded in mischief: "Jie Qi Wu Wei, Lei Dong is not shocked. , this is 'inaction', it is not harmful to the body, it is just to let the Chinese medicine practitioner lie awake for half a month."
She blinked and added mischievously, "It's useless to avoid poison beads."
Shen Jiuliu's eyes twitched indistinctly, he seemed to be able to imagine the scene after walking out from here.
"I'm fine." Shen Jiu said with attention.
Wuwei's scope seems to be a bit large, the entire village is surrounded, but he is fine.
Rong Xian chuckled lightly, pointed to the bright flowers in front of the stone tablet and said, "Those scents of flowers are the antidote. You have been smelling the scent of flowers here, and doing nothing won't work on you."
She has the most drugs, and the effect is not very different, but the methods and materials she uses when making medicines make the antidote to those drugs she refines very casual, and it can be said that they are everywhere.
Maybe after someone got her medicine, just pinching a handful of dog's tail grass on the road will relieve the effect of the medicine, and her habit is gradually becoming known.
But those people don't know that maybe the grass or flower they just grabbed will neutralize the drug in their body and become a deadly poison.
If such a tragedy really happened, Rong Xian would never recognize her, it had nothing to do with her at all, it was only the other people who ate the food.
At this time, Rong Xian seriously fooled Shen Jiulu to find someone, and her original words were as follows - "Julu, do nothing to distinguish between enemy and me, Master and Juncong should also have traditional Chinese medicine, let's go and find them separately. "
When Shen Jiulu heard her say Master, he immediately remembered the new friend he met on the way, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Xian, is Yang Ming your senior brother?"
Rong Xian glanced at him in surprise and said, "Well, Yang Ming is my senior brother, has Kuluo met him?"
Shen Jiulu nodded: "Yes, there is a second junior sister."
Rong Xian knew that her master would definitely come. After all, master's three apprentices were all outside. If something happened, it would be completely wiped out.
In her clear eyes, there was a hint of melancholy and anxiety: "Senior brother and sister Sixin are here, stay here for a long time, I'm very worried about them. If there are monks who have a way to not be affected by inaction, they will also do something to other unconscious monks. , it's too dangerous."
Shen Jiulu was a good boy with a cold temperament and a soft heart. Hearing Rong Xian's words, his inner worries immediately showed on his face.
Rong Xian took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to him, her brows filled with natural melancholy: "This is the antidote for inaction, you take it to save someone you know well."
Shen Jiulu picked it up and asked, "Where will we meet later?"
Rong Xian blinked, pointed to the small courtyard not far away, and said, "That's my residence, so let's meet there."
Shen Jiuliu nodded, holding the porcelain bottle tightly and quickly moved towards the distance to save people.
After Shen Jiulu left, Rong Xian did not suppress her injuries any more. She leaned unsteadily against the tombstone, and a mouthful of blood stained the flowers in front of her.
The effect of the burning flower has been exhausted, and when the sun sets, the sunshade makes a comeback.
In the mist, Rong Xian's face was extremely pale.
"Cough cough." She coughed piercingly, her hand holding the tombstone weak.
"Rong Xian is here!" A surprised voice sounded.
Rong Xian looked back and saw a group of mysterious people in gray robes flashing in quickly.
She stood up straight, took out the handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood from her mouth, and said in a tone without the slightest emotion: "As expected of the lackeys of the outside world, even inaction can't help you."
The gray-robed man's face changed slightly: "You actually know?"
A cluster of flames burst out of Rong Xian's palm, and the handkerchief in her hand was directly dyed into ashes. She said in a good voice, "I am your target, and you are my target. Everyone upholds the principle of knowing ourselves and others. I can Knowing your news, isn't it normal?"
She raised her eyes: "What a fuss!"
The man in gray robe was choked for a moment, and he pointed at Rong Xian: "You can use your words to your advantage, take it away!"
As soon as the voice fell, two gray shadows rushed towards Rong Xian immediately, their palms shaped like claws, grabbing towards Rong Xian.
Then, they flew straight out and fell to the ground, not knowing if they were alive or dead.
The gray-robed man was surprised: "You actually have such a high level of cultivation."
Rong Xian hypocritically sighed: "I just said that everyone is an enemy. You must know yourself and your enemy. It seems that I have misestimated you. You really know nothing about me. would not be satisfied."
The gray-robed man's face froze, and he ordered coldly, "Come on together."
Rong Xian put her hands in her sleeves and said in surprise, "You are more than me."
She Shi Shiran said, "Qu Lang, I'll leave it to you."
Qu Lang suddenly appeared, and in the void behind him, countless black mists circled uncertainly.
"Your subordinate's order." Qu Lang respectfully replied.
He stretched out his hand and waved, and the black mist behind him turned into silhouettes and attacked the gray-robed man.
Rong Xian: There are people who are going to fight this group. This group will let them know who is the one who fights (ノ｀Д)ノ
(End of this chapter)