Chapter 189: Getting Rid of the Poison
“Third Aunt, your Xiaotian is back!” Shi Qingshan shouted through the fence as he walked to a fairly spacious wooden house.
At this time, in front of the wooden house, there was a teenage boy and a girl with pretty features, shoveling snow in the yard, looking outside with a look of confusion.
Shi Qingshan pointed at the boy and girl and said, "Here, these are your brother Lu Xiaobao and your sister Lu Xiaoyu."
A middle-aged man with a gentle face was holding a clay pot. The young woman's hair already had a few more grays. When she saw Lu Xiaotian standing with Shi Qingshan, there was a vague feeling between her eyebrows. Similar to the second boy who left more than ten years ago, a kind of flesh-and-blood affection caused the eyes of the middle-aged woman to rise up with mist, and the clay pot in her hand fell to the ground. The woman looked at Lu Xiaotian with a trembling voice, "Xiao, Xiaotian, is it really Xiaotian, are you back?"
"Yes, mother, I'm back." Lu Xiaotian's nose was slightly sour.
"Okay, okay, he has grown up so much and is an adult. His father, Xiaotian is back!" The woman couldn't help but burst into tears, looking at her son who had been away for more than ten years. , and felt a little at a loss for a moment.
"Third Aunt, it's a happy event that Xiaotian is back. Why are you crying? You and your family will get together first. I will come to find Xiaotian later." Shi Qingshan said something and left first.
"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you call me brother!" A middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a cane walked out of the back room. He looked like an old man in his fifties or sixties.
"Father." Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint green air on his father's forehead. This was not what a normal person should do. No wonder Shi Qingshan said that he had hired many famous doctors before and could not see it. My good father's illness is more than just an illness.
"Second brother." The girl in front of the house timidly greeted Lu Xiaotian, but the young man looked at the legendary second brother in front of him with some curiosity.
"What are you doing standing around? It's so cold outside and you're wearing so little. Come inside and make a charcoal fire." The woman took a few steps out distressedly, took Lu Xiaotian's hand and walked into the house.
“Wow, my second brother has no footprints even when walking on the snow.” Lu Xiaobao, who had been looking at Lu Xiaotian, suddenly exclaimed.
"Why is this child so startled?" The woman stretched out her hand to slap Lu Xiaobao, but after being reminded by him, several people looked at the snow again and found that there were indeed no footprints behind Lu Xiaotian. . Suddenly the eyes of several people looking at Lu Xiaotian changed a little.
Lu Xiao felt a little embarrassed in his heart. He didn't notice this. When he entered the village before, people were walking back and forth on the road in the village. There were many footprints, and no one else noticed it. Part of the snow in front of the house had not been cleared yet, but unexpectedly the boy noticed it.
"Even if Brother Qingshan uses Qinggong, there will be some marks on the ground, but the second brother's doesn't have any marks at all." Lu Xiaobao and Lu Xiaoyu's faces were filled with excitement. They spend most of the year near Huyang Village. Young people, most of all, want to live a happy life in fresh clothes and angry horses, wielding swords in the rivers and lakes.
"Xiaotian, please go inside first." The father paused and said, and the two brothers did not dare to say anything anymore. He actually found out some news about Lu Xiaotian from Shi Qingshan. Lu Xiaotian behaved differently from ordinary people at this time. Although he was surprised, he could still remain calm.
"My child, where have you been these past years? Even Qingshan brought a wife back from Thunder Blade Sect. Now they have a son and a daughter. Since you left, there has been no news for more than ten years. ." Sitting down around the charcoal fire, my mother started talking.
"What do women know? Xiaotian went out to learn his skills, but did he get married outside?" The father took out an old cigarette stick and lit it on the charcoal fire, then turned to Lu Xiaotian and asked.
A few people chatted for a while. Regarding the cross-examination of his parents, Lu Xiaotian could only make up a story to deal with it. After all, there was such a thing as an immortal cultivator in the family. Once the news spread, they wanted to stay in Hu Yang's family. Such a peaceful life in the village would be impossible, and he was not without enemies. So, Lu Xiaotian just said that he had become a master in a far away place and would return to his master after visiting his hometown for a few days.
"By the way, Xiaotian, you have learned your skills outside, can you show it to your father? A few years ago, after your father went into the mountains once, his health became worse day by day. If it weren't for Qingshan, The child helped take care of her, and as a mother with two children, she really didn’t know what to do. Qingshan had also hired many doctors from other places in recent years, but they just couldn’t see well. "Hearing that Lu Xiaotian was leaving again, The mother was in tears.
"It doesn't matter. I will treat my father today and he will be fine in a few days."
"Really?" My father was immediately overjoyed. He has been suffering from illness in the past few years. , and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
“Of course it’s true.” Lu Xiaotian nodded. After chatting for a while, Lu Xiaotian invited his curious brother and sister out on the grounds of medical treatment.
The father looked nervous. Every time Shi Qingshan invited a doctor, he always looked hopeful, but later he was always disappointed. Listening to Shi Qingshan’s previous stories, he admired Lu Xiaotian endlessly. He wanted to come My son has learned a real skill.
"Go to sleep. When you wake up, your illness will be better." After Lu Xiaotian let his father lie on the bed, he stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, and his father fell asleep. A subtle amount of mana was injected into it, and after a while, a drum-like sound came from the father's body. The belly swelled rapidly, as if it was about to burst.
“Get out of there yet!” Lu Xiaotian shouted, and began to slowly increase the injection of magic power. The swelling circle on his belly began to move upward, all the way to his mouth, and a bloody The red, three-inch-long ferocious monster screamed and came out of his father's mouth. After giving Lu Xiaotian a fearful look, he broke the window and flew into the distance.
"Mother, father can only drink porridge for these three days. Take a drop every morning and put it into the porridge. After three days, he will be fully recovered." The juice squeezed out of her was stuffed into the mother's hand at the door.
"Okay, okay, Xiaotian, where are you going?" The mother took the vial and asked hurriedly when she saw that Lu Xiaotian was about to go out.
"Go out to do some errands, and come back when you're done." Lu Xiaotian put his foot on the ground a little, then flew dozens of feet away, and disappeared above the woods near Huyang Village. The mother rubbed her eyes and saw with her own eyes that she knew that this son was indeed beyond her imagination. I am both happy and a little worried. My son is so outstanding that he is destined to be farther and farther away from home in the future.
In a cave a hundred miles away from Huyang Village, a skinny man with skin almost sticking to his bones, like a walking skeleton, was leaving the cave in panic and running quickly on the snow.
“Can you leave?” Golden light flashed, and a young man with a sword fell from the sky. The young man who comes with the sword is naturally Lu Xiaotian.
“I wonder what your friend here is talking about?” The skinny middle-aged man saw Lu Xiaotian coming so quickly, his expression changed and he said calmly.
“A cultivator with a foundation of cultivation can hide in such a desolate and barren place. What is his purpose?”
In fact, when he saw this person's appearance, Lu Xiaotian understood most of it. He looked at the skinny middle-aged man in front of him. Of course he would not point out the relationship between Huyang Village and himself, but the man in front of him was already extremely weak. It looked like he was the same as before. It was the same as at the Chi Lin brother and sister's racecourse, for the purpose of recovering from injuries, but the other party's injuries were obviously much more serious than his, and he happened to meet his father again and still had some spiritual roots. So there is nothing wrong with using some tricks on his father. If it were an unrelated person, Lu Xiaotian would not interfere with this matter, but it would be different if it was his father who was hurt.
"As you can see, I suffered some injuries and lived here to recuperate." The skinny middle-aged man was so thin that he couldn't even see the specific expression on his face.
“Putting poison into other people’s bodies to absorb nutrients and give back to yourself is quite similar to some sects in the Southern Wilderness. I wonder what sect you are from.” Lu Xiaotian stared at the skinny middle-aged man. road.
“I’m just a casual cultivator who accidentally learned some poison control techniques.” A trace of strange color flashed in the skinny middle-aged eyes.
"Really? Open the storage bag and let me see."
"Fellow Taoist, don't you think this request is a bit excessive?" the skinny middle-aged man said unhappily.
“You may be wrong about something.” Lu Xiaotian said with a smile.
"What's the matter?"
"I'm not here to discuss with you." After saying that, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and the earth-shattering knife flashed out.
The skinny middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he used a simple black scimitar with a zerg pattern to block.
At first, the power of the scimitar was so powerful that Lu Xiaotian was quite surprised. It seemed that the skinny middle-aged man's cultivation level before the injury was far above him. However, the hairless phoenix is not as good as the chicken, and the current stronger one is nothing more than a powerful crossbow.
After fighting with the opponent for more than ten times, the earth-shattering knife knocked the black scimitar away and cut off the skinny middle-aged legs with one blow.
The skinny middle-aged man screamed and glared at Lu Xiaotian with great resentment.
The earth-shattering knife curved in the air, and then slashed at the skinny middle-aged man again. He would not tolerate people who attacked his family still living in this world. The skinny middle-aged head was cut off with a sweep of the floor.
“It’s not that easy to run away.” Lu Xiaotian sneered, stretched out his hand, and a light shield enveloped the skinny middle-aged man, and a bloody light inside hit everywhere, and screamed strangely. A bloody worm forced out of his father's body. The reason why I let it escape was just to find its owner by following the clues.
"Stop, stop, don't kill me!" The skinny, middle-aged Yuanshen attached to the blood-colored bug, saw the innate true fire that Lu Xiaotian used his magic to sacrifice, and shouted in horror.
Lu Xiaotian did not pause. This little blood-colored insect was quite ferocious. It would consume a lot of mana to keep it confined in the light. He did not want to cause trouble. With the infusion of powerful mana, he directly used the foundation-building monk's mana to condense the precursor. With a roar of innocent fire, the little bloody insect was wrapped up.
"Even if I die, you won't be able to live much longer. The entire Wangyue Cultivation World will cease to exist!" The little bloody insect screamed and struggled in the Xiantian Fire. Within a moment, it was killed by the Xiantian Fire. Fire burns to ashes.
“The entire Wangyue Cultivation World will cease to exist?” Lu Xiaotian was shocked, then smiled and shook his head. Now that he is a Foundation Establishment monk, his field of vision is much wider than before the Foundation Establishment. Wangyue Cultivation World There are many golden elixir monks from various sects in the world, and there are even some old Yuanying monsters who are not born in this world. There was a tall man holding up the sky when it fell, but a guy with a slightly higher level of cultivation than him dared to utter such arrogant words.
However, when Lu Xiaotian took this person’s storage bag and opened it, he saw a small red sign inside, and his expression changed slightly. The small red card recorded the identity of the skinny middle-aged man, as well as a large amount of information about the Ancient Sword Sect and Qingdan Palace, such as the number of Jindan ancestors and their strength ranking. Some of the spiritual stone veins in the Wangyue Cultivation World, and even the city defense of Wangyue City, are important figures in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
What is a monk from the Nanhuang sect doing to collect so much information about the world of Wangyue Cultivation? There is also a method of cultivating blood voodoo in the storage bag, as well as some spiritual objects and poisons for cultivating voodoo. Although there are many valuable ones, they have little effect on him. There are many spiritual stones.
In addition to the skinny middle-aged man's belongings, there is also a relic of an ancient sword sect monk named Qingyu, which seems to have been killed by the skinny middle-aged man. The black scimitar and the long sword of the ancient sword sect are very good, but they are not superior to the earth-shattering knife. It is a piece of gray, unremarkable, it looks like an ordinary piece of gray rock, placed in a jade box. Lu Xiaotian couldn't see anything special about it. If it were thrown on the ground, Lu Xiaotian would definitely ignore it as an ordinary stone. However, this skinny middle-aged man put it away so preciously, how could it be an ordinary stone? Lu Xiaotian held it in his hand and squeezed it hard. The gray stone did not move at all. Slowly, Lu Xiaotian enlarged it a little bit more. Strength, until all your strength is exhausted, There was no reaction at all. Out of curiosity, he used the earth-shattering knife to chop it a few times, but no traces were left. Lu Xiaotian was naturally surprised. Such a hard stone without any spiritual energy fluctuations, he It’s the first time I’ve seen it. I searched my mind for introductions to some strange objects in the world of immortality, but I couldn't find anything about this kind of gray stone.
For a moment he was confused and Lu Xiaotian put it away. After searching the surroundings for a while, no signs of other immortal cultivators were found. It seemed that they must have accidentally escaped here after being injured.
First, the Qianzhu cultists entered the Wangyue City area, perhaps to search for the secret technique inherited from the puppet dolls, or perhaps for other purposes. Now they have met disciples from other sects in the Southern Wilderness, and have also collected a large amount of information about Wangyue. Information about the world of immortality, is there any connection between the two? On the way home, Lu Xiaotian thought about this problem, and when he thought about what the skinny middle-aged soul said before his soul was destroyed, he felt a little strange. However, even if the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm is still thinking about it, he can't interfere in such a big matter. It's useless to care so much. It's just that the storm is coming, and those who are destined to become cannon fodder are those with low strength. All he can do is to increase his strength as quickly as possible. Besides, the battle between the two immortal worlds is not something that can be fought in a short time. My strength has improved too quickly, and I really need to calm down for a while.
(End of this chapter)