Chapter 260 Blood Pill? Jianmen Li Changsheng!
"Really?"
Liu Henghu raised his eyebrows, "What's going on with the sycamore tree?"
This time, they came towards the sycamore tree.
Long Deng said, "I don't know what's going on. The sycamore tree in our temple used to grow very well. When you left, it sprouted new buds and grew new leaves, but recently this Time has obviously passed a lot, and the frequency of earthquakes has also become much more frequent..."
"Earthquake?" Liu Henghu was a little surprised.
Long Deng nodded, "In the forty or fifty years since I entered the temple, there have been slight earthquakes in the backyard. When Master Jin Ming was here, he said it was caused by the turning of the parasol tree, but we didn't understand. , what the master says is what it is..."
"Before this, the number of earthquakes was not frequent. There might be two or three times a month, and the tremors were relatively slight, but that was during the recent period. , the earthquakes have become more frequent, almost once or twice every day, and the magnitude of the earthquakes has also become much larger. Sometimes, the front yard also moves..."
"Some junior brothers said, maybe Whether our temple is built in an earthquake zone does not affect our lives, so we don’t care too much.”
……
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.
Of course Chen Yang understands why there are earthquakes.
Of course it was caused by the sycamore tree.
The sycamore tree is about to enter the realm of creation. There is no doubt that its root system can move freely.
The reason for the earthquake must be that the roots of the sycamore tree are stirring underground. Chen Yang had witnessed it with his own eyes the last time he came to Jianfeng Temple.
Its root system is huge and spreads all over the top of the mountain. It can even be said that as long as the plane tree is willing, it can destroy the Jianfeng Temple at any time.
What Monk Jin Ming said about the parasol tree turning over is not unreasonable.
As for why the plane tree turned over?
Because it feels uncomfortable.
If this person feels uncomfortable, he must move. If the tree feels uncomfortable, isn't it normal to turn over?
"Since you two are here, would you like to help us check if there is anything wrong with the sycamore tree in our temple?" Monk Longdeng said.
“Okay.”
Liu Henghu didn’t say anything.
The main purpose of his and Chen Yang's visit to Jianfeng Temple this time was for this sycamore tree.
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Backyard, Wutong Garden.
The ground is covered with fallen leaves.
The sycamore tree stood there quietly, its leaves had fallen off a lot, and many of the leaves on the tree were withered and yellow.
It looks like an old man who is experiencing hair loss, completely different from the thriving tree he saw last time.
Not only were the leaves yellow, but the bark also had many wrinkles. It looked like it hadn't been watered for a long, long time.
But in fact, the soil is moist, and Long Deng and the others have taken good care of the tree, including fertilizing and removing insects.
“I just swept it in the morning, and now so many leaves have fallen. Although the leaves also fell in autumn before, it is far less serious than now.” Monk Long Deng picked up a leaf, which was withered and dry, without any moisture. .
He looked up, with a hint of melancholy in his brows.
This tree has been here for hundreds of years, even much older than the Jianfeng Temple. Is it possible that it has reached the end of its lifespan?
"Boom, boom, boom..."
At this moment, there was a slight shaking on the ground.
It was really like an earthquake, as if some monster was swaying under the ground, trying to break out of the ground.
"Russing, rustling..."
The body of the sycamore tree was also shaking, and the branches and leaves were shaking.
Large swathes of dead leaves quickly fell off the trees.
It really feels like the endless falling trees are rustling under the trees.
“Look, it’s like this, it’s moving again.”
Monk Long Deng was a little unsteady, staggered, and almost sat down on the ground.
Chen Yang and Liu Henghu stood firmly.
"Chen Yang, I've been waiting for you. If you don't come, I'm afraid I'll have to answer for you."
At this time, Chen Yang heard the sound of Wutong tree in his ears. sound.
Old and powerless.
A bit older than before.
Soon, the earthquake calmed down.
There is a thick layer of leaves on the ground, and it is very desolate when the autumn wind blows.
Monk Long Deng stood firm with a serious expression on his face, "I just moved once around seven o'clock in the morning. Today, this is the second time. It's more frequent than yesterday. You two, please help me." Let’s see what went wrong...”
Let’s say it was an earthquake, but it doesn’t look like it. An earthquake can’t be so small, it’s only limited to their temple.
If there is an earthquake, no matter how small it is, if it can reach such a shaking level, at least the entire Bamian Mountain will tremble along with it.
Liu Henghu came to Chen Yang and found out that this time, he came with Chen Yang, and he knew that Chen Yang could communicate with the Wutong tree. Chen Yang had to ask about the specific situation first.
"Master Longdeng, are there any hoes and shovels in the temple? Please find two and bring them over." Chen Yang said to Master Longdeng.
Long Deng was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I'll get it."
Before he finished speaking, Long Deng had already ran out of the backyard.
Liu Henghu frowned, "Are you sure someone is nourishing the medicine?"
There are many ways to nourish the medicine.
Using spiritual plants to nourish medicine is just one of them. What's more, people will use spiritual animals or even people to nourish medicine, which is very bloody and cruel.
However, no matter what method of nourishing medicine, it is classified as a kind of magic and has been explicitly prohibited in recent years.
Liu Henghu is a man with a strong sense of justice. When he heard Chen Yang talk about it before, he still had some doubts in his heart, but when he saw the current situation of the Wutong tree, he basically already had the answer in his heart.
Chen Yang nodded, "We'll find out soon after we dig it up and take a look."
He stood forward and looked up at the sycamore tree, "Some time ago, the Ding family I also wanted to take advantage of the yellow kudzu tree in our town, presumably to cultivate medicine. Since the Ding family has this evil technique and dares to use it, I think it must have harmed a lot of spiritual plants. Is it possible that the Cash Mountain Association didn’t notice it at all?”
"Hey."
Liu Henghu sighed.
He didn’t say anything, but he seemed to have said everything.
“Are there any members of the Ding family among the top leaders of the association?” Chen Yang asked.
Liu Henghu shook his head, "No one from the five sects or eight branches can enter the high-level. This is the agreement made by all parties when the association was founded. However, the rules are made by people, and people are living things. Yes, there are always people who will come up with some ways to circumvent the rules and insert their own people into it..."
"So, the association may not necessarily have people from the Ding family, but it does not rule out that there are people trained by the Ding family, or people close to the Ding family?"
"Yes."
Liu Henghu smiled slightly Nod.
This society is a society of relationships, and all kinds of relationships are intertwined. Not to mention the Ding family, even their caravan has people embedded in the association.
Chen Yang touched his forehead and said, "To put it this way, the Mountain Climbing Association is more like an organization put together by various forces to maintain a certain balance."
He now has some self-doubts about whether joining the Mountain Climbing Association was the right choice.
“That’s not true.”
Liu Henghu said, “No matter what, the Mountain Climbing Association is always an official organization, and the president and vice president of the association are all transferred from other places to work with them. The local power has nothing to do with it, and no matter which power it is, the first thing is to abide by the law. It is no better than it was a few decades ago. If the higher-ups really want to deal with you, it doesn’t matter who you are, the Ding family, the Bing family, or whoever escapes. "
"Isn't what the Ding family has done enough for the superiors to take action?"
"This...maybe it's not the right time, maybe it's for the sake of Shu. The balance of forces among all parties, after all, the eight branches of the winding mountain are connected by the same spirit and restrain each other. If it really changes, there will be many things involved. The president of our association has just arrived in Sichuan, and his foundation is unstable. , naturally I dare not act rashly..."
"The Ding family is only one of the eight branches. The winding mountain world in central Sichuan is complicated and orderly on the surface, but there are many restless forces behind it. Under this situation, the only thing the association can do is maintain the status quo..."
Liu Henghu’s words expressed a lot of helplessness.
Chen Yang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything.
"It's useless to talk about this now. You have a good conversation with this sycamore tree and ask about the situation."
Liu Henghu changed the subject, "If it is really the Ding family who is cultivating medicine, It can be regarded as a record of guilt for the Ding family. Now that the association cannot touch him, it does not mean that it will not be liquidated in the future.”
"Ha."
Chen Yang smiled but said, "It's not that I won't retaliate, but the time has not come yet, right? I'm sure the Ding family has been buried before the association takes action."
"Don't underestimate the two elders of the Ding family. These two are old and cunning, and they are not so easy to deal with."
Liu Henghu still reminded him, "If you have time, follow me to Baoguo Temple and meet them. See President Chu.”
“Okay.”
Chen Yang probably understood what Liu Henghu meant. From what he just said, it seems that the president of the Mountain Climbing Association has just arrived and is being clamped down by various forces. This is the time to hide his power and bide his time.
In this case, he must develop his power and win over some of his own people.
Judging from Chen Yang's recent performance, it is obvious that he is a very suitable and attractive target.
Chen Yang doesn't like to form cliques, but for now, he does need a strong background. Otherwise, when he confronts the Ding family or even more powerful forces in the future, there will be no one behind him. , will be very passive.
"Mr. Wu, can you tell me about your situation?"
Chen Yang raised his head and asked about the incident to the sycamore tree.
“Hey.”
The sycamore tree sighed helplessly, have you two noticed my existence?
Next, Wutongshu told Chen Yang what happened. After Chen Yang listened, he relayed it to Liu Henghu.
The Ding family came to stay in the temple that day, and that night they buried something under the tree, avoiding the eyes and ears of the temple.
Five clay pots.
At first, Wutongshu didn’t know what they were doing and didn’t take it seriously.
It wasn't until later that he felt the five jars absorbing his energy that he panicked.
But as a tree, it was a bit proud of itself. It thought it could handle it on its own, so it contacted Chen Yang several times without telling Chen Yang.
It wasn't until the past few days that it couldn't hold it any longer. The leaves were falling and its strength was losing its strength. Then it panicked and asked Huang Geshu to notify Chen Yang for help.
Even if this is the case, it is only in a small way.
Not to mention Chen Yang, even Huang Geshu thought it could still withstand it and it would be no big deal.
I have to say that I have to live and die to save face.
Fortunately, Chen Yang came. If it had been a few days later, the sycamore tree would have been sucked out by those five jars.
After Wutongshu finished speaking, he felt a little resentful, and his old face was a little embarrassed, "Do you still have the medicine you gave me earlier? Give me some."
Hearing this, Chen Yang rolled his eyes, "Let's talk about it later."< br>
At this time, Monk Longdeng came back carrying two hoes.
Chen Yang took the hoe and threw one to Liu Henghu.
Going around the tree, under the guidance of the sycamore tree, Chen Yang marked the place where the jar was buried.
There are five places in total. The Ding family buried them very professionally, with almost no trace of excavation.
"You, this is..."
The dragon lamp monk had something to say. Looking at the posture of these two people, are they preparing to dig up a tree?
How to do this?
“Someone buried something under the tree.”
Liu Henghu's simple words dispelled Monk Longdeng's idea of stopping them.
Buried something?
"Master Longdeng, can you avoid it?" Chen Yang picked up the hoe handle and was not in a hurry to dig.
"Uh..."
Monk Long Deng was startled. What else could these two people be afraid of what they saw?
"What about that? I'll go back to the Zen room to do my homework first. After you're done, come find me." Long Deng laughed dryly and turned around to leave.
After all, he is an ordinary person, and there are some things that are really not suitable for him to see.
When the time came to ask questions, I didn’t know how to explain it to him.
......
As soon as the dragon lantern left, the two men immediately dug according to the marked position.
The dig was not deep, about half a meter, when Chen Yang felt the hoe hit something hard.
After a few careful digs, a clay pot the size of a milk powder can appeared in front of Chen Yang.
Big belly, short neck, round mouth.
Half of the surface has black glaze.
It looks like a very ordinary clay pot, but there is a strong fishy smell coming out of it.
The pot stood upright in the soil, and a root of a sycamore tree extended directly from the mouth of the pot. The mouth of the pot was wrapped with several layers of red cloth, and several roots were threaded with steel wires to tightly connect it to the pot. Together.
No wonder the sycamore tree can't get rid of it on its own. Think of these as human hands and feet, wearing so many wires, it hurts just thinking about it.
At this time, Liu Henghu also dug out one, which was the same as what Chen Yang dug out.
Chen Yang lifted the red cloth on the clay pot, and a fishy smell hit his nose, almost making him vomit.
I saw some thick red and white stuff in the clay pot. I couldn’t tell what it was, but instinctively it made people feel quite disgusting.
"Brother Hu, can you tell, what kind of medicine is this?"
Chen Yang stiffened his nose and looked at Liu Henghu.
He is well-informed and may know what kind of medicine is in this jar.
Liu Henghu's side had also torn off the red cloth on the jar. The contents of the jar made his face turn as red as pig liver, and there seemed to be anger emanating from his eyes.
Hearing Chen Yang's question, Liu Henghu came back to his senses, with a livid face, and said, "If I read it correctly, it is a half-performed blood elixir."
"Blood Pill?"
Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly, "What kind of pill is Blood Pill?"
Liu Henghu said, "A medicine that can greatly improve Qi and blood and strengthen the body. However, the production method..."
"What?"
"This medicine requires a large amount of fresh human blood to refine..."
"Oh?"
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, blood? This word is somewhat sensitive.
“This is a banned drug. I don’t know if you have heard of it. Thirty years ago, around 1995, there was a zombie blood-sucking incident in the provincial capital. At that time, there was an uproar in the whole city. Be on guard..."
"It was later found out that it was Li Changsheng of the Li family of Jianmen who collected blood to refine blood pills. Later, he even used his position to steal a large amount of blood from the blood bank in the provincial capital..."
"Li Changsheng?" Chen Yang frowned.
Jianmen Li family? Is it the Li family of the Sword Sect in the Panshan Eight Meridians?
Chen Yang has also heard of what Liu Henghu said.
He grew up in the provincial capital. Although he was born after 2000 and had not experienced that period, he had heard it from his elders.
It seems to be that archeology excavated an incorruptible corpse, but the corpse disappeared, and then there was an incident of attacking people and sucking blood.
During that time, adults were afraid to go to work, students were afraid to go to school, and the whole city was in panic.
Later I heard that the government intervened and the situation stopped.
But later, officials refuted the rumor, saying that it was an outsider who contracted rabies, became ill at the Dongmen Bridge, and bit people indiscriminately.
When he was a child, he heard his elders talk about this matter in a serious way, but Chen Yang just took it as a story.
As a post-00s generation, what I have received is materialistic education, so of course I will not believe these mythical things.
But now, Liu Henghu gave him another explanation.
From Liu Henghu's mouth, there is basically no doubt about the authenticity.
It’s not a zombie sucking blood, but someone taking blood to make medicine.
Liu Henghu said, "The sixth among the six friends of Longtan was captured alive by the authorities thirty years ago and imprisoned in Fenghuang Mountain Prison. He has been imprisoned for life until now!"
"Yes. Him? "
Chen Yang was startled. He had heard from Hu Kai that two of the six friends of Longtan were still alive. In addition to Duan Qiuping, there was another one who was imprisoned in Fenghuang Mountain Prison.
It turns out that this is the person.
Jianmen Li family, Li Changsheng.
Liu Henghu said, "Before this, the method of refining blood pills had disappeared. Li Changsheng didn't know where he found this method, but he actually refined it, but he didn't have time. After taking it, it was confiscated. This elixir is now hidden in the Dan Pavilion of Baoguo Temple. I have seen it, and the smell in this jar is almost the same!"
"In order to arrest him, The government has paid a heavy price. During the years that Li Changsheng was imprisoned, the blood pill has never appeared again. Oh, now it seems that the Ding family knows this method, and the Ding family is also related to Li Changsheng..."
"Since it is refined with blood, why do we need to use spiritual plants to nourish the medicine?" Chen Yang was a little confused.
Liu Henghu said, "The function of the blood pill is to strengthen the blood and improve the body. It is most suitable for those in the spiritual realm, especially those who are about to break through the spiritual realm. With the help of the blood pill, it can be said that it is a sure shot..."
"However, if the blood elixir is half-finished, before the elixir is completed, the huge energy of the spiritual plant is introduced to develop the elixir. Such a blood elixir can be called a blood elixir, which can be used in the spiritual realm to increase a large amount of energy and spirit. , The Ding family’s move must be for the purpose of nourishing the blood elixir..."
Speaking of this, Liu Henghu had a sullen face, and immediately had the urge to destroy the jar.
(End of this chapter)