The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 12

"Junior Sister Qinghe, you must be fine..."

Zi Yusheng shook his head, with obvious regret and nervousness in his eyes. He stretched out his palm and pushed the hanging Bibinglian to Song Qinghe's lips.

The spiritual power flowing out from the combined fingertips of the index finger and middle finger refines the ice-green spiritual energy in the Bibinglian and slowly transports it towards the seam of the woman's lips.

It took a long time for the Bibinglian to be dried up, and it quickly withered until all the flowers fell apart.

As the medicinal properties of Bibinglian spread, Song Qinghe's complexion improved significantly, and some color returned to his pale complexion.

Zi Yusheng felt her fragile pulse and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the poison was temporarily suppressed.

It was already three hours later when Song Qinghe woke up again.

The sky turned white, the sun rose in the east, the candles were about to burn out, and the bright light illuminated the house.

"?"

The woman, whose face was dry and her body was sticky with sweat, felt her wrist being gently held as soon as she regained consciousness.

Eyelashes trembling slightly, she opened her eyes and saw the dark head lying beside the bed. The lotus patterned hosta had revealed this person's identity without any explanation.

It was the man who wanted to stand by and watch last night!
Ziyu Sheng!
Thinking about the scene where he fainted and still woke up, it seemed that this man was not completely watching the fire from the other side.

After thinking about it for a second, he pulled out his gently held wrist, and then the man was awakened by the movement.

"Junior sister Qinghe, you finally woke up."

The man's eyes were a little green and his eyes lit up. He grabbed Song Qinghe's hand and felt his pulse.

"Finally stable."

"How is this going?"

Song Qinghe looked at the inexplicably nervous man in confusion, and made some guesses in his mind.

But God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. After listening to the man tell the story, I realized that I was about to die again!
There are only seven days left. If the two senior brothers who have never met before fail to successfully obtain Shura Grass, they may become real cannon fodder with no life experience!
The world is really going downhill, and life is always on the road for bad luck!
"You mean to say that you poisoned this jade flower in advance?"

"It was them, not us. I couldn't stop you at that time."

An embarrassed blush appeared on Zi Yusheng's face.

He quickly put aside his relationship with the two culprits.

"How dare you poison me without an antidote."

Song Qinghe also kept regretting that he should not have swallowed it in one gulp yesterday and not be careless.

You can’t keep yesterday, and you can’t chase the past.

The woman who had regained some strength sat up, not daring to drag on any longer.

"I'm going to take a shower and wash myself. Without further ado, I'll go to Sihai Town right away. If Senior Brother Ziyu wants to take care of things in the sect, he can help me draw a map of Kantu. I'll go on my own."

She had just come back to life, she hadn't yet transformed this useless body, she hadn't yet ascended, she hadn't yet figured out why she had traveled to the lower realm, and she hadn't wanted to give her life to the King of Hell down there in vain.

Song Qinghe used a move to retreat and advance, and soon Zi Yusheng broke through the defense.

"You can't use your spiritual power now. Once you exercise the toxins in your body, your Qi and blood will reverse. Eventually, the toxins will spread throughout your four meridians and eight meridians, and finally corrode your bones and flesh. After experiencing the pain of cramps, bone peeling, and thousands of arrows piercing your heart, Turned into a pool of blood."

This is the Yiyi Yang poison. This medicine is rare and precious, easy to take but not easy to detoxify. The poisoned person will usually die in abnormal pain within three hours. It is extremely vicious.

Song Qinghe listened expressionlessly to the man's serious explanation, seemingly disapproving of it, but in fact, she wished she could fly to Sihai Town immediately.

"So let me send you there. Yujian flies faster. It takes three days to reach Sihai Town, and it takes about half a month to go on foot. You go wash up first, and I'll pack my luggage. How about we set off in an hour?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble Senior Brother Ziyu." After a while, the woman soaking in the barrel lowered her guard against Ziyu Sheng after learning everything about it from Ling Yu.

"Master, I only have one power now. You have to be careful and don't be impulsive!"

The little fire phoenix gurgled bubbles in the spiritual spring, then fell asleep again after speaking.

Song Qinghe took out a copy of "The Record of Strange Stories from the Four Seas" from nowhere in the space, and opened the old navy blue cover in his hand.

"Shura Grass, the holy grass of the Rootless Land. The Rootless Land is in the Sihai Mountain next to Sihai Town. Sihai Mountain is a legendary cursed mountain located on the edge of the West Sea. As the name suggests, the Rootless Land is the rootless land. The place where Gen’s souls are collected is guarded by a mysterious beast.”

To put it bluntly, that place probably became the legendary mountain of death because there was no way in or out.

Asura grass is yin in nature, and Yang is toxic to yang. The conflict between yin and yang should require some medicine to reconcile, and blue sea grass, which is warm in nature, can restrain the remaining poison of asura grass.

Blue sea grass is also extremely rare in the world of immortality, but to Qinghe War God, who has all these rare treasures, it is like weeds on the roadside or green onions in the ground.

This is to walk through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!

Looking at the endless spiritual grass planting area in the space, he touched the tip of his nose.

"Being too rich is also a worry..."

An hour later, the sun hung in the sky.

Song Qinghe, wearing an elegant icy blue lotus patterned dress, had just walked out of Qingfeng Garden with empty hands when he saw Zi Yusheng who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Hey, Junior Sister Qinghe, don't you need to bring anything? We're going out for a few days..."

The man in plain white clothes looked at her empty-handed look with surprise.

Sure enough, poverty makes people short-sighted!
Song Qinghe picked up the space bag on his waist and shook it in front of him with a calm expression.

"it's here."

It turns out to be a high-end space bag!

Except for the person who wears it, the cultivation level under the Holy Spirit Bone is an advanced space bag that cannot be detected!

Zi Yusheng was once again amazed by the financial strength of the woman in front of him.

Fortunately, I was obedient and took the God of Wealth back, otherwise I would really regret it and cry to death!
"Okay... okay, let's go then?"

He walked a few steps forward and found that the woman behind him had not followed. He glanced back at the junior sister who was standing there with a complicated expression.

"Junior sister Qinghe, what's wrong?"

The woman whose name was called narrowed her eyes and looked at his face, resisting the urge to laugh.

In this calm atmosphere, you spoke quietly.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, are you reluctant to reveal the truth?"

The man who was questioned was stunned for a second, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, but saving face is a common problem of all men since ancient times.

"Why did Junior Sister Qinghe say this?"

"Senior Brother Ziyu, you...the line behind you collapsed..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's cold-white jade face immediately became filled with crimson.

"I……"

The man immediately looked behind him, and there was indeed a hole in the skirt between his waist and legs!

It's an insult to politeness, it's really an insult to politeness!
Zi Yusheng just wants to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. God knows how big his psychological shadow is now!
(End of this chapter)