Wen Leyang was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that there was a poison at home that could be used to deal with monks. wWW. QUAbEn-XIAoShUo. coM
Maheshui's face changed completely now, and his voice was sharp and full of murderous intent: "Wen, do you really want to fall out with our Yizigong?" One green and one red were both his confidants, and now one of the magic weapons was destroyed and seriously injured and fell to the ground. , the other was infected with the poison and was about to die, and Wen Bucao was by no means as vulnerable as he originally thought. At least he couldn't figure out why his men were poisoned.
Wen Tunhai chuckled and replied in a quack-like tone: "The word "falling out" is too strong. Wen Bucao can't bear the name. However, several old men in my family like to be quiet, and no one on Jiuding Mountain can come here. Jumped. Again, since it is your boss who is marrying a daughter, please ask him to go up to the mountain to talk about it in person! Your Excellency, please come back with your family, don’t turn a happy event into a funeral!"
As the uncle spoke, he strolled up to the man in Tsing Yi and drove a dozen bamboo needles filled with medicinal powder into his anus like lightning. His fingers were like wheels and he tapped along several meridians. Soon after, The man in green shuddered, and the poison on his body had been removed. His face turned pale and he got up with helpless steps.
Maheshui glared at everyone in the Wen family. Now that they had made it clear that they would not talk to him, when it came to taking action, Xiao Yi's big lama aimed at him firmly. Without the help of his men, his bones were broken every time he moved. He hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Goodbye, we will come back in a few days..."
Wen Tunhai waved his hand and interrupted without mercy: "Let's wait until your leader goes to the mountain in person."
Maheshui stopped talking nonsense and waved to Gou Changxi: "Follow me down the mountain... the cook stays!" The two men in December brought the slide over again without any discernment, and Maheshui was furious. He kicked the sliding pole to pieces with his feet and strode down the mountain without saying a word!
Xiao Yi watched Ma Heshui and others all go down the mountain, then raised his delicate chin, looked at Wen Tunhai and asked with a puzzled face: "Uncle, are you going to marry me or not?" She didn't understand, and originally said it was fine. Xianxu and Weizhi deal with it to see what Yizigong's plot is. But now they have all been blown away.
Wen Tunhai's smile turned back to a friendly and generous one: "But we can't be so happy. Firstly, we Wen Bucao can't let others look down upon us like that. Secondly, we are too stubborn. If the Yizigong still wants to marry, then their The bigger the plot is! But girl. That shot you made just now was truly amazing. It gave our family Wen family face, so I’ll mark you down as a great achievement! Tell me, what do you want?”
Xiao Yi frowned with joy, tilted his head and pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head: "There's nothing to ask for, or... you can buy me one of these bags." He pointed at Changli and held it in his hand. Hermès.
This once again proves that women's love for famous brands comes from instinct and has nothing to do with age, experience and knowledge. Xiao Yi didn't even know what Hermès was.
Changli ouched. Laughed crisply. He directly stuffed the bag in his hand to the little girl.
Wen Leyang happily ran to several old ladies. He asked excitedly: "What kind of poison was that...?"
Mr. Wen glanced at him with a smile: "You think you are the only one making prescriptions in the red leaf forest, while we old bones are idle and have nothing to do?"
The third master rarely spoke. He said coldly: "As long as you are human, you can be poisoned. It just takes some effort and thought!"
The fourth master was not satisfied yet. He frowned and shook his head: "It's still too slow to build the ground. If you really want to respond to the enemy, you will suffer a loss."
After Wen Leyang came back from Mount Emei, he rushed directly to Miao territory to deliver the message. he does not know. Regardless of the previous revenge on Dingyang Palace Mountain. Still dead, he was captured by a monk in Mount Emei. The four elders of the Wen family were greatly touched. Wen Bu Cao didn't know until then. There is another powerful force hidden in this world: cultivators. The Wen family's sharp methods have been rampant in the world for more than two thousand years. It is almost completely ineffective against monks.
Not only Wen Leyang had the awareness to study poisons for cultivators, but also the four old men of the Wen family. In the past year and a half, they had done almost nothing else and just got together to study poisons every day.
However, their theoretical basis is different from Wen Leyang's. In the eyes of several old men, monks are like thick soil. The poison is like water flow. Earth can cover water, but there is always a limit. If there is a flood, ordinary mounds of earth and graves will only be submerged.
For more than two thousand years, Wenbucao's experience in applying poison has always been in the direction of less and more precision. What he pays attention to is like the fangs of a poisonous snake. Just one bite is enough to kill. But for monks, this A small mouthful is less exciting than a tickle. The monk's true energy can dispel the poison. But in the process of detoxifying, a very small and almost unnoticeable trace of vitality is always consumed.
What the four old ladies and uncles came up with was a stupid idea, like an ant eating an elephant. As long as there is enough poison, sooner or later the true energy will be exhausted. But when performing it, it is also very painstaking, and cultivators are not fools. Once the surroundings are poisonous, they will immediately leave. The four old ladies almost exhausted their efforts and finally concocted a recipe, which they named Jiao Niang.
Wen Leyang burst into laughter, and his uncle Wen Tunhai smiled proudly and said, "Yes, I was the one who gave this name! For this medicine called Jiao Niang, the poison is a pervert."
Jiao Niang itself is colorless, odorless and has no trace of toxicity, but once it fuses with the skin, it will immediately explode its only attribute: crazy absorption of poison.
Wen Leyang nodded, and basically understood what was going on. When the uncle threw the seriously injured man in red to the entourage in green, he had planted the sweetheart. The entourage in green shirts shuttled through the air in order to establish their authority, and the four old masters naturally and honestly released all the wind poison in their hands.
The people in Tsing Yi have strong cultivation. If they simply pass through the wind poison, they won't take it seriously at all. But passing through the wind poison and absorbing all the wind poison in the sky into the body, it is necessary to measure it carefully. Basically, they are two completely different concepts. Well, Thorpe can swim. He can easily pass a few times back and forth in the swimming pool as a warm-up. You can let him drink all the water in the swimming pool and try it... (This metaphor seems inappropriate, but that's what it means anyway^^ ,)
In the end, all the wind poison was absorbed by him, and the true energy in his body was finally exhausted.
The greatest use of Jiao Niang is to ensure that every drop of the poison used by the Wen family can be absorbed into the enemy's body.
Jiao Niang and Sichuan cuisine have different principles and different effects, but they are both made with great effort by the Wen family. A way to deal with cultivators. In comparison, Jiao Niang is more traditional, but contains extremely profound knowledge and experience, and belongs to the academic style; Sichuan cuisine takes a different approach and is opportunistic.
No matter which method it is, the Wen family is now facing a cultivator. At least they had the strength to fight. No matter they were the four old masters, the uncle or Wen Leyang, they all looked happy. The uncle Wen Tunhai smiled and said: "But don't say it, that boy in Tsing Yi is really good at resisting poison. Give him a The weight of one person is enough to destroy a village!"
The grandpa also chuckled: "We have plenty of poison in the Wen family, so we're not afraid that he won't be satisfied! Yizigong will come in a few days. Make more preparations." After that, he led the other three old men to prepare the poison.
The Luo family and Er Niang didn't leave either. They had waited with all their energy to watch the show for two days, and at the same time, they had a look of eagerness on their faces. Not only the Wen family, but also the Qingmiao and Luo families, after suffering the losses of cultivators, have also refined some powerful methods based on the secret techniques inherited by their families for two thousand years and targeted the abilities of cultivators, but they have no chance to practice them. , Jifei and Shui Jing are ready-made guinea pigs, but they are our own people after all, and no one is embarrassed to take action against them.
But a few days later. To the surprise of the Wen family, they did not wait to come to Yizigong, but to the Great Compassion Temple.
The little stammering god monk Xisheng is here.
Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi and Mu Mu were chatting with Chang Li and the parents of the two foreign families under the shade of the trees at the entrance of the village. Suddenly they saw little monk Xi Sheng coming. They were both surprised and surprised. They followed Chang Li and greeted him. Come up.
Changli smiled and asked Xisheng: "Little monk, why are you here?"
The little stuttering monk's face was filled with sorrow, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw Chang Li. He clasped his hands and bowed his head, saying, "Hello, female... female Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva." Then he raised his head and ignored the master's grandma, but walked straight towards Wen Leyang, Chang Li's bright eyes were full of joy. Surprised, angry and funny followed the little bald head.
Xi Sheng walked up to Wen Leyang and saluted him again. Wen Leyang pulled him and smiled honestly: "Last time I was trapped in the belly of a giant frog, thanks to the help of the monks from the Great Mercy Temple. We are all one family. You’re welcome…”
Mu Mu smiled and interjected from the side: "Little monk. What are you doing here? Why are you so sad and want to eat meat again?"
Suddenly a milky cheer sounded. Ah Dan rushed over on his exquisite horse, grabbed the little monk, and after talking for a long time, he carefully took out a brand new felt hat from his arms, and was about to reach out and hand it to The little monk, however, shrank back.
When everyone was wondering, Ah Dan took off the felt hat on his head, hesitantly compared the two hats, then put the new one on his head, and put the old one into the little monk's hand. He smiled and gestured to Xi Sheng to put on his hat.
Mumu smiled and yelled: "Little money fan!" Then he picked up Ah Dan and said to the monk: "Ignore him, go on!"
Little monk Xisheng held his felt hat and clasped his hands together, and stammered: "Yi... Yizigong doesn't know what to do. Master is afraid that you... will suffer... let me... help... help."
Wen Leyang laughed and quickly thanked: "For the two divine monks from the Great Mercy Temple to work hard, does the Great Mercy Temple also know about Yizigong and the Wen family?"
Xisheng nodded: "I just don't, I don't know what Yizi Palace is for."
Changli crossed his arms from the side and laughed softly: "Bu Le and Shan Juan didn't come in person, so they just sent a little guy to show off. Hey." His slightly narrowed eyes were filled with disdain.
Little monk Xisheng looked at her strangely, but he just shook his head and said nothing. Instead, he looked at Wen Leyang again and asked worriedly: "Wen... Wen... Wen..."
Mu Mu stamped her feet anxiously from the side and said it for him: "Wen Leyang!"
Little Stutter felt relieved and hurriedly continued: "Ask...ask...ask..." At this moment, a smile suddenly came from beside him. Xiao Yi didn't know when he had taken a pen and paper and gave it to the little monk.
The little monk was overjoyed and hurriedly took it and wrote a sentence on the paper: I want to ask you something. After finishing writing, he looked up at Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang nodded: "What's the matter?"
The little monk continued to write a line of words. Suddenly everyone was stunned and stared at the little monk like a monster. After a long while. The shocked eyes gradually turned into dumbfounding, and the two girls, Xiao Yi and Mu Mu, simply covered their stomachs and started laughing.
What the young monk wrote was: Excuse me, is there any news about Patriarch Changli
Wen Leyang couldn't help it, laughed out loud while holding the note, and pointed at Chang Li, who was wondering whether he should be angry or laughing: "She...she..."
"Does she know?" The little monk didn't hesitate to say these three words, and looked at the others who were laughing in confusion.
"She is!" It took a lot of effort for Wen Leyang to stop laughing: "She is Master Changli!" Now he understood. Why is the little monk so cool? He is so indifferent to his master when he meets him. I'm sorry this kid didn't recognize him.
Little Stutterer let out a weird ouch, and quickly rushed to Changli and knocked his head down: "I-I didn't recognize it...it just...just...it looks familiar to me."
Changli was not polite. He stretched out his hand and shined a light on the little bald head in front of him. He laughed and scolded in a clear voice: "If you don't recognize your ancestors' things, should you beat them?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as this slap came down, the little monk burst out crying. Everyone present was shocked. Ah Dan immediately struggled out of Mu Mu's arms and opened his arms like an old hen to block the little monk. He looked at Chang Li timidly, holding on and not retreating.
Changli ignored Ah Dan and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Don't cry! If you want anything, tell me!"
"Master, senior brother is about to die. Please save master, save senior brother!" The little stutterer cried loudly. The strange thing was that he could speak very fluently even though he was crying.
Even Changli, who didn't take it seriously when the sky fell, had a clear look of shock on his face. He suddenly picked up the little monk who was lying on the ground crying. He shouted: "Stop crying, what's going on... you should just cry and tell me."
Last time in Miao territory, both the big and small rabbit demons returned seriously injured. Not only did they not tell the Wen family why they were injured, they didn't even tell their confidant, the young monk Xi Sheng.
The little monk was gesticulating and talking while twitching. Everyone knew that the matter was of great importance, so they kept their mouths shut and didn't ask, just waiting for him to finish.
The injuries sustained by the two monster monks were not minor. After returning to the mountain, they immediately went into seclusion for cultivation. They were demon bodies, and they had to show their true bodies when healing. They could not let other monks know about it. Only the little stutter was left to wait on them. The place for cultivation was not in the temple, but in a place deep in Mount Emei. A remote location.
But no one expected that not long ago, at the critical moment when they had successfully healed their wounds, they were suddenly attacked and had an earth-shattering fight. In the end, he just defeated the enemy. The two rabbit demons were injured to the point of incurability. In desperation, the three masters and apprentices had no choice but to return to the temple first and rely on the power of the Great Mercy Temple to prevent the enemy from sneak attacks again. It was also because I returned to the temple. Only then did Bule and Shanjuan learn about the big news that was circulating in Xiuzhen Dao. Yizigong was going to marry Wen Bucao. They immediately sent a young monk to Wen Bucao, and at the same time sent someone else to Yizigong to inquire about the news.
When the little monk came out, the injuries of the two demon monks not only did not get better, but worsened day by day. The two of them can no longer heal their injuries based on their own cultivation. Unless the big demon comes to help, they can overcome the difficulties and save their lives and cultivation. for.
Chang Li's beautiful eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, but the beautiful smile on her face had not changed at all. The two completely different expressions were entangled into a chilling feeling: "Who is the sneak attack?"
The young monk was ashamed and replied: "Master knocked me unconscious... He didn't let me defend myself against the enemy."
Changli frowned and pondered for a while, as if thinking about something else. After a while, he said to the people around him: "I will go to the Great Mercy Temple first..."
Wen Leyang immediately responded: "I'm going too." At the same time, the great grandfather's voice also sounded: "Wen Leyang is going too!"
Several parents from the Wen family arrived at some unknown time and glanced at Wen Leyang approvingly. Chang Li was still carrying the little monk in his hand and looked at the four elders of the Wen family with interest: "The Yizi Palace may be coming soon. Isn't Wen Leyang going to the mountain?"
The grandfather's face no longer had the kind smile of the past, and he replied seriously: "The injuries sustained by the two divine monks were ultimately to help us, Wen Bucao, and to help Wen Leyang. Now that the divine monks have something to do, Wen Leyang has to go no matter what. If this boy If you stay on the mountain, even if you help the family beat Yizigong to the ground, it is still worse than shit."
Uncle Wen Tunhai chuckled: "Yizigong didn't marry his daughter just because of Wen Leyang. It doesn't matter whether he stays in the mountain or not." After saying that, he looked at Wen Leyang again: "Since Yizigong has become our in-laws , this fight won’t go anywhere.”
Wen Leyang had the same thoughts as several parents. The two rabbit monsters had their disputes because of themselves. Wen Bucao had a clear grudge. Even if there was nothing he could do to help, he would go on this journey anyway, not to mention Buhu and Judgment. Even when he was seriously injured and about to die, he did not forget himself and sent a young monk up the mountain to help him fight.
And now, the struggle between the Wen family and Yizigong is only about trivial matters. The real battle is about the mind. There won't be much conflict for the time being.
Chang Li smiled, with a rare hint of approval in his eyes, and nodded to the four old men of the Wen family: "Although his descendants are terrible in ability, they are pretty good people." After all, Wen Leyang is now the third person on Jiuding Mountain. It would be inappropriate for one person to leave at this time.
The four old men and the uncle all looked dumbfounded, thinking together in their hearts, is this master grandma praising us
Er Niang also took a step forward and said to Chang Li, "I'm going too. If the two holy monks encountered something strange in the Miao territory, maybe I can tell the reason." They happened in their own land. thing, and although they were going for Wen Leyang, they could be considered to be of some help to Miao Bujiao, and Er Niang would not stand idly by at this moment.
But Chang Li shook his head and said with a faint smile: "No, I can probably figure out what's going on." After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and immediately set off down the mountain to Mount Emei. However, the two monks, Jifei and Shuijing, remained shameless. If they insist on following, Chang Li and Wen Leyang leave. They don't dare to stay on the mountain anymore. If Yizigong comes again, he will definitely find them two if he wants to show off his power.
Chang Li didn't care, Wen Leyang just let these two old people do it.
Xiao Yi was sent back to the Red Leaf Forest by the Wen family. It was okay when Changli was there. Now that she is not here, after Yizigong goes up the mountain, there will definitely be some means to target the loudspeaker. No matter who it is, the first person after going up the mountain will The first thing to do is to dismantle Xiao Yi's firepower.
Wen Leyang thought he could fly to Mount Emei with Changli this time, but he didn't expect to take a car. Changli smiled and cursed: "Unless those flat-haired beasts who have cultivated magical powers, it is difficult for anyone else to fly. When fighting, cast spells to fly quickly." Although it is not difficult, no one can fly thousands of miles or fly for most of the day. By the time they arrive, they are exhausted! Even a bird has to rest on a tree after flying for a while." She was not worried at all. The two rabbit demons, with her cultivation, can come back as long as the two old rabbits are not completely dead.
Monk Shuijing followed the sound of the urn and added angrily: "Although we cultivators have great supernatural powers, we are not omnipotent in heaven and earth. It does not mean that we can flatten the top of Mount Tai with a wave of our hands or overturn the Pacific Ocean with a stamp of our feet. If that were really the case, we would have been destroyed long ago. The sky will fall apart!"
Wen Leyang glanced at him with a smile: "Monk still knows about the Pacific Ocean?"
The great monk said with a smile on his face: "I also know about 3G!" He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started playing Snake.
As soon as they arrived at Mount Emei, the young monk Xi Sheng led the way. The group of people walked very fast and entered the Great Mercy Temple in a short time. The monks in the temple had no idea that the abbot was about to be seriously injured and died. They looked at the young monk. He led a young man, a beautiful woman and two slovenly monks, all of whom were very strange. However, the young monk had a respected status in the temple, and no one dared to stop him.
When Chang Li walked into the abbot's Zen room of the Great Mercy Temple, the two monks sat opposite each other with tears in their eyes. A plate of carrots was placed between them. The old rabbit demon was advising the little rabbit demon: "Child, you can eat some if you want... "(Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)