I have a long pupil

Chapter 91

It's not a white and fat doll.

This ginseng is like an old man with a beard all over his body, wrinkled and fierce, baring his teeth and claws at him.

"Really ugly..."

Zhang Biao muttered.

He is not surprised, ginseng, zhi, shouwu and other elixir, the older they are, the easier it is to become refined.

Seemingly understanding what he said, Shen Jing suddenly opened his mouth, puffing out colorful smoke.

Zhang Biao quickly turned his head to avoid it.

Even so, he still felt dizzy for a while, and quickly took out the refreshing grass and sniffed it hard, only then did he regain his strength.

Leaving the dragon corpse, and spewing out the poisonous smoke of life, the ginseng spirit was completely sluggish, closed its eyes and was silent.

Zhang Biao wrapped it up carefully, and looked around again.

He already has a goal in his heart, this kind of dragon blood ginseng is undoubtedly a treasure for monks in the Qi refining period, and must not be missed.

The area of ​​the dragon corpse medicine field was not small, and within fifty steps, another dragon blood spirit ginseng was found.

With experience, Zhang Biao picked faster this time. Without waiting for his reaction, he flew over and grabbed it.

Flexibly avoid the poisonous smoke, take advantage of the situation and pack it well.

In this way, in less than an hour, he had picked five ginseng, and gradually discovered the pattern.

This kind of high-quality precious medicine also has territories.

Around them, there are at most some sparks of the underworld, and things like the refreshing grass are usually accompanied by soul-eating mushrooms of the same level.

Before he knew it, he had passed through a small half of the dragon's body.

Suddenly, endless fatigue and dizziness flooded my heart, which is the reason for excessive energy consumption.

Even with Nuo Mian Jiangliang body protection, with his cultivation level, he can't stay in the spirit world for too long.

Zhang Biao felt a little regretful, running the Sanyang Real Fire, and a great suction came from behind him.

His eyes turned black, and he had returned to his physical body.

He sat cross-legged and meditated, and after recovering a bit, he took out the elixir plants from his bosom, looked left and right, his face was full of joy.

clap la la...

In the distance, the sound of armor scraping and footsteps sounded.

"You guard over there!"

"Calculate the gunpowder configuration, don't make a mistake."

"All passages must be blocked!"

When Zhang Biao heard it, he knew what was going on.

If the imperial court wants to develop the Longshiyan Cave, the gangsters raging in the tunnel must be guarded against.

Judging from past experience, except for the central gossip formation, these black and vicious soldiers cannot penetrate the walls in other places. Blowing up the tunnels to block them is the best way.

"Oh shit!"

Zhang Biao cursed secretly, got up and left.

He was so fast that he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest.

rumbling...

Not long after, the sound of shaking came from a distance, and the earth and rocks in the tunnel crashed and fell.

Immediately afterwards, there was a howling wind, black mist billowed in the tunnel, hoarfrost spread, and the sound of killing approached from far away.

Sure enough, this movement woke up Heishi again.

Fortunately, Zhang Biao had expected it, quickly climbed out of the passage, and blocked it with stones.

Call ~
The Yin wind roared, just like last time, passing through another fork, and did not rush to this side.

Zhang Biao had a vague guess in his heart.

This black evil is formed by the dead souls of Yin soldiers and the evil spirit. If there is no one to control it, it will only march according to the route remembered in life.

But not necessarily.

Just like last time, they also rushed out of Tongzheng Square and fought recklessly with the Fire Luo Cult for a long time.

It should be attracted by a large amount of blood.

After thinking about the reason, Zhang Biao felt a little regretful.

The gangsters are raging in the tunnel, and it will take a while to calm down.Even if I have spare energy today, I can no longer enter the picking.

Just right, go back and try the efficacy of the precious medicine.

After wrapping up the spirit herbs and saying hello to Guo Wadang, Zhang Biao left in a hurry.

What he didn't notice was that among the craftsmen in Guojiawan, a young man who was eighteen or nineteen secretly raised his head, looked at his distant figure, and then glanced at the dark room, his eyes were full of greed...

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"Mountains outside mountains, buildings outside buildings, the great river will never return, how much worry can you have?"

On the street, a group of children ran past singing songs, chasing and playing, laughing and joking.

"Bullshit doesn't make sense, shit doesn't make sense!"

A Confucian scholar next to him heard it, shook his head and regretfully said: "It's a good sentence, why doesn't the preface not match the postscript?"

He grabbed a boy and asked, "Excuse me, who wrote this ballad?"

The boy sniffled, "I forgot, eat some candied haws, maybe I can remember."

"Tsk tsk, the world is getting worse."

The Confucian scholar had no choice but to take out a few copper plates.

As soon as the boy took it, his eyes were full of slyness, "An old Taoist taught me to sing, and I returned the money. I don't know the rest."

Say it, laughing and running away.

The Confucian scholar was stunned for a while, "People in the capital are really cunning, not even a boy is kind."

Zhang Biao happened to pass by, his eyes changed slightly.

This is the secret code he agreed with Cui Laodao, and it will only be used in emergencies.

Could it be that something happened to Cui Laodao?
He returned home thoughtfully, but did not rush to go. Instead, he pulled out a few ginseng whiskers and mixed with other medicinal materials to make Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup.

One is that the sky is not dark, which is not conducive to action.

Second, just came out of the tunnel, mentally exhausted, and the true energy in the body is even more empty. If you don't adjust your state, you will not be able to deal with danger.

babble...

The white soup in the pot is tumbling, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Zhang Biao sniffed and his eyes lit up.

In the past, the Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup had a strong medicinal taste and the smell of tiger bones, but now it has the fragrance of flowers.

Check with the eyes of spiritual vision, it has entered the first grade.

It is indeed a third-grade spiritual ginseng, you know, just added a few ginseng whiskers, and the effect is not weaker than that of the treasured ginseng of Liangfu.

It's not that he's stingy, it's that he brews soups and medicines, paying attention to the ratio of the monarch, ministers and assistants. The effect of the spirit ginseng is too strong, and other medicines can't keep up, so it's better to use the solitary ginseng soup alone.

But also to prevent erysipelas.

After drinking a bowl, the whole body is full of heat.

Zhang Biao's forehead was visible to the naked eye, with fine sweat oozing out.

Not only that, from bones to skin, fascia to internal organs, there is a feeling of soreness, numbness and itching.

This is the role of spirit in exercising the body.

Zhang Biao didn't dare to be negligent, he stood still on the Hunyuan pile, and punched a few times in a row to refine, and the tingling feeling gradually disappeared.

After taking the medicine, he only felt energetic and refreshed, but his strength did not increase.

Zhang Biao was not surprised either.

No matter whether it is Qi refining or body training, it is not a short-term effort. If you want to hurry up, you can do it, unless you want to become a monster like Long Ji.

After doing this, night has fallen.

Zhang Biao changed into his night clothes, prepared all the magic tools, ran up the wall of the square, and blended into the night.

When they came to the dark alley near Jing'anfang, Cui Laodao arrived just in time, looking around with his heart full of thoughts.

"What happened?"

Zhang Biao frowned and asked.

"Master Immortal, we found it over there!"

Cui Laodao played a trick, deliberately not mentioning that he was troublesome, but said that Liang Qiuyue found clues to the Shashengjiao, but was injured by the other party and fell into a spell.

"Oh?"

Zhang Biao didn't care either, and said in a deep voice, "Well, let me have a look first."

He has already met Zuo Hufa of the Killing Sect, and right now Yujing City is like a pitch-black jungle with a raging undercurrent, both sides are hiding in the dark.

Just like ferocious beasts lurking, in a magic battle, knowing the opponent's whereabouts in advance, whether setting traps or sneak attacks, can occupy a huge advantage.

Most of the other party is also tracking his whereabouts.

At this time, the curfew order has not yet been lifted, and Cui Laodao is old and has no ability to fly over the wall, so Zhang Biao had to go to Anxingfang alone...

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puff!
The candle flickered, awakening Qiu Chenyi who was in deep thought.

Looking at the briefing in his hand, he said thoughtfully: "The six gates have been relocated, Yuzhen Mansion occupies the Tongzheng Square, and the walls of the square are reinforced, and a watchtower is built..."

"It's so quiet, what's down there..."

Crunch!

"Who?!"

Qiu Chenyi was startled, and pulled out the judge's pen from his waist. He became short and hid under the wall.

He intentionally did not clear the snow in the courtyard, and when strangers entered, the sound of stepping on the snow would be hard to hide.

As for hiding under the wall, he was afraid that the Shasheng Cult would come after him and cast spells on him through the window.

Outside the courtyard, a deep voice sounded:
"Cui Tiezui asked me to save people."

Qiu Chenyi's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the door.

I saw a man standing on the snow outside the courtyard, with a ghost face in a black robe and a skull hanging from his waist.

Under the moonlit night, it is like a ghost descending.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like a good person.

Qiu Chenyi cupped his hands carefully and said, "But Immortal Master Tai Sui?"

"Where is the man?"

Zhang Biao nodded, not talking nonsense.

Qiu Chenyi quickly raised his hand, "It's inside the house, please come in."

Zhang Biao entered the room under his leadership, and saw Liang Qiuyue lying on the bed, her whole body was cold, her breath was like a gossamer, and her face seemed to be painted with white paint.

The eyes of spiritual vision were working, and the information immediately flooded in:
Liang Qiuyue (Fan)
1. The daughter of the general of the capital city secretly pursued the Shasheng sect in order to avenge her father.

2. Naturally resolute, courageous and insightful, good at using long spears, and superb in agility.

3. If you are a man, you should walk the world with your sword...

4. The magic of killing life in the body: seizing the soul, the living soul falls into the spirit world, and is in danger...

The Imperius Curse was mostly done by Xu Lingxu.

Fallen into the spirit world?
Zhang Biao frowned, and said to Qiu Chenyi: "I want to cast a spell to save people, you guard outside and don't let anyone in!"

"it is good!"

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Qiu Chenyi had no choice but to put away his curiosity, and stood guard outside the door with the judge's pen.

Only then did Zhang Biao take out a small half of the refreshing grass from the skin pouch on his waist.

Xingshen Grass has the power of unraveling spells, ecstasies and poisons. Although it is more effective when made into elixir, it is also effective when eaten raw.

Zhang Biao looked around and saw that there were no bowls and chopsticks in the room, so he threw it into his mouth and chewed it, then stuffed it into Liang Qiuyue's mouth.

After all, it was a second-grade spirit herb, and Xu Lingxu's Imperius Curse was only a first-grade one. As soon as he swallowed it, there was a stream of black air accompanied by hoarfrost, spreading out from Liang Qiuyue's body.

Zhang Biao just sat cross-legged, put the Nuo mask Jiangliang on his head, and jumped...

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Am I dead?

Liang Qiuyue sat on the ground with her arms around her knees.

She looked around confusedly.

It was still in Qiu Chenyi's house before, but it was completely decayed and covered with mildew, as if it had passed through endless years.

And five feet away, it was all darkness.

She turned around a few times and came across a dead soul by chance. She wanted to ask for directions, but when she saw blood from his seven orifices, she turned around and ran away in fright.

I was dizzy, and I didn't know where I was.

It was dark all around, and he could only see the ground half a foot below his feet, as if there was only one person in the world.

The biting cold gradually made her head numb.

Is this the afterlife?
so cold...

Liang Qiuyue slowly closed her eyes.

Behind her, black mist surged, and a pair of pale palms touched her shoulders...

(End of this chapter)