Chapter 748 Snake Venom
Seeing this scene, everyone felt contempt for the man.
A seven-foot tall man actually used a child of several years old to take advantage of such a yellow and white thing. Is this because there are immortals here who will not let his child die of illness for no reason?
The mother held her child in her arms and refused to let go. The child's eyes were out of focus due to the high fever. Her little hands were helplessly grabbing the mother's clothes, calling her mother like a sick cat.
The woman cried bitterly, holding her child and kneeling in front of the altar, begging the young Tianxi disciples to save her child.
Under the delay and trouble of her cruel husband, she knew that it was too late to find a doctor to cool down the child and cure the cold.
After being rescued, I was afraid that my brain would be burned out. In despair and helplessness, I could only ask those immortal disciples for help.
The Tianxi Sword Sect’s recruitment of disciples is an important task.
These young outer disciples did not dare to waste any time. In front of the altar, an outer disciple named Fan Hong was unmoved, with a formulaic expression on his face. Seriously, without raising his head, he wrote there:
"If this person wants to see a doctor, I'm afraid he has come to the wrong place. We are not doctors who can help the world. The Tianxi Sword Sect is a place that abides by rules. Since the father of this child has accepted other people's money, please wait in line again. Don’t waste other people’s time.”
"Don't embarrass others here! Hold the child behind you! If he really has such a good life, are you afraid that the immortal can't save him?"
The man kicked the woman a few times impatiently.
The woman saw that the breath of the baby in her arms was getting weaker and weaker, and a crazy and cruel look suddenly appeared on her rough and yellow cheeks. She actually took out a rusty handful from behind. The sickle pointed at her husband and said sternly: "Give me back the money!"
The young master on horseback watched the scene in front of him with interest and a playful expression.
The man swung the sickle from the woman's hand with a ferocious look on his face, and rushed forward to fight him regardless of her disheveled hair.
He grabbed her pregnant child with overwhelming force and cursed with an angry look on his face: "You ignorant bitch! You don't know how to enjoy your blessings. He is the only one who has a small illness or disaster?!"
After saying that, he actually held onto his arms the rich amount of silver that he had been unable to save for most of his life, and prepared to go around to the back of the line to continue queuing.
Jiang Yunqin frowned at this scene and thought, how could such a person in this world be a father?
Seeing her frown, Liu Qixue couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister Jiang, do you think that child is pitiful?"
"At such a young age, you have to deal with such an unkind and heartless father. , it’s quite pitiful.”
"I do have some medicine for typhoid fever. Sister Jiang, would you like to take the child into the carriage and take a good look at it?"
Jiang Yunqin glanced at the young master who claimed to be a Sanren in front of him and had already turned over and dismounted. Put your palm on the glass ball, and as expected, the glass ball glowed with a red-yellow light.
The light lit up from the center of the sphere and spread to all sides. The strands opened up to form a network, which seemed a little sparse and could not spread throughout the entire sphere.
But this is obviously a very good place. Fan Hong smiled at the Sanren and said: "Middle-grade spiritual roots can climb mountains!"
In the past few days, his team has Among them, nearly a few thousand people have been eliminated. They are either useless spiritual roots or ordinary or low-grade people. The passing rate is extremely low.
This Sanren monk's spiritual roots are quite good.
The unruly young man riding the white horse, although his personality is too high-profile and domineering, which makes people unhappy, but as soon as he said the word "mountain climbing", he immediately attracted the eager and envious eyes of countless people.
Although this is just a small village, as long as you pass this first level, no matter how bad it is, you can still become an outer disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Among the tens of millions of monks in the world, it would be a great honor for anyone to be associated with the word Tianxi.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yunqin's fists in her sleeves tightened slightly. She shook her head, not intending to let these small worldly things shake her determination to move forward.
He just glanced at the child in the arms of the hurried children outside the car window with a little pity.
Everything is fate.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew across the curtains, and a scream suddenly sounded!
The middle-aged man who disappeared from Miss Jiang’s peripheral vision flew back heavily. The child in his arms disappeared. There was a clear footprint on his chest. He cried out for mother on the ground in pain.
Jiang Yunqin curiously lifted the car curtain, raised his eyes, and saw a fair and fair face, with eyebrows and eyes filled with the dim lights of the world, very stunning and beautiful.
The young man was dressed in white, which almost blended with the color of the snow between heaven and earth. His brows were far-reaching, and his dark eyes looked a little cold in the night.
The child he was holding in his arms was the child who had a high fever. He gently tapped his fingers between the child's brows, and a faint aura disappeared into his fingertips.
The unhealthy blush on the child's face faded a bit, his expression was no longer as painful as before, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Yunqin's eyes were surprised: "Is it him?"
On the way to Baituo Mountain, she met this young man when she passed an ancient Linjiang town that was haunted by water ghosts. .
Speaking of which, the journey eastward this time is also quite bumpy and dangerous.
Although it is a peaceful and prosperous age, there are always some evil spirits wandering around in some ancient towns with long history.
As a rich young lady, Jiang Yunqin has spiritual roots, but she has never been involved in spiritual practice. His Highness the Prince accompanied her with six monks with profound Taoist skills. Before crossing the river, he heard that some of the generals Water ghosts are causing trouble and have killed countless women in coats by the river.
At the request of the local people, Jiang Yunqin invited two monks around him to escort him to the river to suppress the evil spirits.
The powerful guards around His Highness the Crown Prince are all from the elites of Tianyu Palace, and are known to have the power to subjugate and eliminate demons.
In terms of status, he can even be compared with the inner disciples of Tianxi Sword Sect.
Dealing with a mere water ghost in an ancient town is just a trivial matter.
However, she never thought that the two guards from the Tianyu Palace would never return. The next night, two swollen white corpses slowly floated on the river. Looking at their clothes, she realized that they were sent by her side. of two guards.
Obviously, the water ghost in the river is very resentful, and even the guards of the Tianyu Palace can hardly resist it.
Jiang Yunqin never liked to meddle too much, so he formed a spirit boat with the remaining four guards, which could conceal his breath and spiritual power and cross the river.
And this young man was the one he met in the river that night.
At that time, he was also wearing a white suit like this. He was soaked from top to bottom, and he was floating in the surging river.
Jiang Yunqin looked at that overly delicate and beautiful face, and at first glance he thought it was a woman in wash clothes who was drowned and killed by the evil spirit on the riverside.
But if you take a closer look, you can clearly see that he is of the stature of a young man.
She has no interest in salvaging corpses. It can be seen that no part of the young man in the river is swollen and watery. His body is normal and he obviously has not yet had time to suffer the poisonous hands of the water ghost.
Jiang Yunqin was kind-hearted and asked someone to fish him out and save his life.
Perhaps he had done a good deed and was protected by God. That night when he crossed Jiangzhou, he didn’t even see a ghost. The journey was calm and smooth, and no terrible evil spirits were seen.
As for the young man she rescued on the boat, Jiang Yunqin's first impression was that he was impeccable in appearance.
It can even be said that the reason why she, who is not very nosy, risked being discovered by the water ghost and kindly saved his life was mostly because the boy's appearance was calling people out. I feel it would be a pity not to save him.
Although Jiang Yunqin knew that he would probably marry the prince of Shu in the future and complete the great path, no matter how good-looking he was, he was just a mortal who was drowning and could not save himself.
With an overly delicate appearance and a physique as gentle as a scholar, it is difficult to stay in her world no matter how you look at it.
Jiang Qianjin also had a compassionate attitude of peacock pride. She originally expected that after the boy woke up, he would have a different feeling for her, just like the one he had at the piano party on weekdays. The young masters from the aristocratic families also pursued her very much.
What she didn't expect was that after he woke up, he was so calm and calm that he didn't behave like a person who was rescued from drowning.
Not to mention the admiring look in Jiang Yunqin's heart, it can be said that those eyes were as clear as water, and when he looked at her, he looked at her as if he were an ordinary mortal among all living beings.
I didn’t even feel the gratitude I deserved for saving my life.
This made Jiang Yunqin feel faintly uncomfortable at the time, but out of the reserve and pride of a daughter of your noble family, she would not take the initiative to talk to him.
It was Liu Qixue again. Seeing how handsome the young man was, she would get close and chat with him from time to time.
Sheng Na’s young man has a calm temperament, but he is by no means cold and taciturn.
After chatting for a while, Jiang Yunqin realized that he was also here to participate in the Tianxi disciple selection.
Jiang Yunqin deliberately asked the guarding monks around him. They said that this young man had mediocre energy and simple breathing, so he was not a cultivator.
Hearing this, Jiang Yunqin smiled and said no more.
After crossing the river, she completely forgot about the young man who parted ways.
Unexpectedly, the young man who looked gentle and calm turned out to be a bit bloody, and he actually dared to hit people and cause trouble at the feet of the Tianxi Sword Sect. But this bloodiness is based on stupidity.
Jiang Yunqin smiled knowingly, but she saw the dozen or so outer disciples showing subtle displeasure.
But when her eyes slid, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the girl in the green skirt who was holding his sleeve tightly behind the boy in white, curiously looking out half of her delicate and smart face.
The smile on Jiang Yunqin's lips froze, and his eyes became cold again.
"Oops! I'm beating someone! Is there any royal law? I'm robbing someone's child in front of the immortal!! Please ask the immortal to make the decision for the common people."
The man said He looked like a rogue, lying on the ground covering his chest and wailing.
It was his wife who rushed over on the ground, looking anxiously to see her child.
Perhaps Balian was too inactive, but with the child in his arms, the woman was actually calmer.
Bailian's fingers left the child's brows, his eyes looking thoughtful.
The Tianxi Sword Sect is most afraid of fighting when selecting disciples. Although there are many people here and it is chaotic, there are really not many who dare to cause trouble.
The dozen outer disciples immediately stopped what they were doing, each pressed their swords, and strode forward, their frowns and serious expressions giving an intimidating aura.
Jiang Yunqin hesitated for a moment, then raised the car curtain and said to Bai Lian: "This man is asking for money. If you don't want to make the matter a big deal, just take some silver out and he will not continue to make trouble. Go down.”
Balian didn't speak, and just glanced at the man quietly with his dark eyes. He didn't reveal anything about the scenery, but it made the man's heart tremble for no reason. His body trembled and he actually became quiet.
“Why did you hurt someone for no reason!” Fan Hong pressed his sword with one hand and his eyes fell on Bailian.
Bailian said calmly: "This child is about to die."
Fan Hong frowned, is he trying to pretend to be righteous and stand out for others?
He didn't understand that this young man was obviously here to participate in the disciple selection, and where did he get the confidence to put on airs in front of him.
Could it be that he wanted to take a different approach and convince the immortals to look at him differently with his strength of character?
How naive!
The woman's wailing voice made him irritated for no reason. Fan Hong said with a cold and rigid face: "It is a natural law for mortals to grow old, sick and die. Why, you want to say that we are waiting for death. Did I save this child from the beginning? Just said, we are not doctors."
Bailian shook his head, and suddenly his feet moved. A stone flew out from his toes, hitting Mr. Charming's elbow, and a jade flute came out of him. The sleeve slipped out and turned into a colorful snake on the ground.
As everyone screamed, the face of Mr. Charming changed greatly. He took out a broken sword and slashed three times, cutting the poisonous snake into a puddle of pus before giving up.
Bailian turned up the child's wrist, and there were two tiny red dots there, which were the snake's kiss marks.
“Not only does he have a high fever, but he has also been poisoned by a demon. I didn’t say that you didn’t want to save him, but is it inappropriate to allow someone who exorcises demons and hurts people to go up the mountain?”
The expressions of the dozen or so outer disciples changed greatly, and they suddenly looked at Han Qiuhe, a layman.
Han Qiuqi said with a cold face: "It's ridiculous! You can confirm that it's me who exorcises demons and hurts people with just one snake? There are thousands of venomous snakes in the world, and there is no evidence. Why do you think it's me?"< br>
Bailian looked down at the pool of venom on the ground: "The evidence has been destroyed, what else do you think there is to say?"
Fan Hong immediately thought about how to weigh the pros and cons between a mortal child and a casual cultivator with middle-grade spiritual roots.
The first level of selection is not only related to the fate of these selectors, but also related to the future fate of their group of outer disciples.
The more people who pass this batch, the more promising they will be for their future development in the sect.
Fan Hong naturally would not waste a spot that had finally passed for such a 'little thing'.
Not to mention that this is still without evidence.
"This is just an ordinary child. What reason does he have for poisoning people? This matter is full of doubts. We, the Tianxi Sword Sect, will find out the truth and do not want to easily ruin someone's future because of a misunderstanding."
< br>It is obvious that he wants to protect the casual cultivator.
Bailian smiled, did not argue, just turned his head and said warmly to the crying woman: "Auntie, do you want your child to worship at such a mountain gate?"< br>
The woman shook her head repeatedly, her eyes dim with tears: "I just want my child to live, as long as he lives well."
Bailian nodded and said: "Two hundred miles eastward, there is a Taoist temple named Bai Ling. If you go here , your child has a different future.”
Hearing this incomprehensible sentence, Fan Hong felt very funny in his heart. Although Bo Lingguan was not large in scale, it was actually a first-class cultivating sect. How could he accept such an ordinary child so casually?
His tone seemed as if he said that as long as he traveled eastward to enter the temple, people would definitely know how to do it.
In just one sentence, Balian had already bypassed the dozen disciples, randomly picked an altar, held up the child's hand, and placed it against the glass ball.
In an instant, the green and transparent light lit up the entire glass ball, turning into a beam of light and rising into the sky.
The sight of the light is pleasing to the eye, refreshing the heart and mind, and has the effect of soothing the spiritual platform.
The expressions of the dozen or so outer disciples suddenly turned pale: "High-grade supernatural spiritual root!"
And judging from its turquoise color, it is the mysterious medicinal spiritual root that is one of the best in a million.
This is really an unexpected surprise!
Fan Hong shook his hands, suppressing the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Quick! Get the antidote and give it to this young junior brother! Don't misunderstand the best opportunity to detoxify!"
Yes, the junior brothers have already called.
Everyone hurriedly took out various precious antidote elixirs and tried to give them to the child as if they were competing for credit.
After the woman lost her consciousness in a daze, she looked at the young disciples who were crowding up with her, her eyes were indescribably complicated.
Bailian hugged the child and made no other movements. He just looked at the disciples who were running towards him with a half-smile.
The clear eyes without any criticism or ridicule shocked everyone, and they suddenly felt ashamed.
They all stopped, not knowing what to say for a while.
"Hahaha!!! Interesting! Interesting!! Come and see this little kid!!"
An old Taoist priest in linen walking out of the crowd carrying a hoe, holding a leek-like plant in his hand There were a few drops of night dew on the edge of the weeds. The dew was so magical that when he flicked the sword on his wrist, it would not fall, and it would hang on the ground.
The old Taoist priest walked up to Balian, his eyes filled with subtle gratitude. He put the hoe on the ground and shook the leek-like grass seedlings in his hand on the child's face.
A few drops of dew seeped silently into his skin, and then the dew seeped out of his body again. It was as black as ink jade, floating in the air. The old Taoist priest flicked his hands, and the black dew came out again. It becomes clear again, full and trembling.
Such a magical scene, even a group of mortals can see that this old Taoist priest is probably an expert.
"Hey, boy, you have good taste. I'll take this old Taoist priest."
Fan Hong's eyes fell on the weed in the old man's hand with deep disbelief. It was Bai Lingguan's inherited treasure, Nebula Grass. !
He recognized the identity of the Taoist priest, and it turned out to be the Master of Bo Ling Temple, the Tribulation-Transcending Immortal who was out of reach of thousands of monks.
Thinking of this, Fan Hong's legs became weak.
Having been an outer disciple for more than ten years, he has often heard that every day when the Xi Sword Sect selects disciples, there are always a few shameless leaders of their sect quietly lurking at the foot of the mountain, peering out of boredom. Have any good seeds been born?
After all, when Tianxi recruits disciples, it gathers the largest and widest number of disciples.
If there really is a good young talent that they particularly like, those monster-like old guys would even lick an old face to compete with Tianxi for people.
It's just that this kind of thing happens very rarely. Fan Hong didn't expect that he was so unlucky that it happened to him.
If such a high-grade spiritual root with its bright red roots was cut off halfway like this, his fault would be really big.
With a mournful face, he hurriedly said: "Master Bai Ling, you are not doing this properly. After all, you are still in the realm of Baituo Mountain..."
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(End of this chapter)