Shi Potian travels through Linghu Chong

Chapter 71: Poisonous Gas Attacks the Heart
The man in hemp clothes was stunned by the slap. When he came to his senses, Monk Bujie had already grabbed his chest and was holding him in front of him like a chicken.

"You bastard, you are such a fool! How dare you hurt my daughter, such a beautiful nun? Damn it! How can I explain to her mother if she gets hurt?"

Monk Bujie became angrier as he spoke, his eyes widened, his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound, and he was filled with murderous intent.

The man in hemp clothes was completely panicked and shouted, "Stop, stop! My master is a white-board evil star. If you dare to attack me, he will not let you go..."

boom!
Monk Bujie punched the man in sackcloth clothes hard in the face, throwing back the rest of his words, and cursed: "Blank board evil star? I'll kill your mother's legs! I'll deal with you first, and then I'll skin him alive!"

Master Dingjing was a little surprised to hear the name 'Blank Board Evil Star', but that was all. They would not go thousands of miles to find trouble with the Blank Board Evil Star, but they were not afraid of him either.

boom! boom! boom!
Monk Bujie punched down one after another, as if he was going to beat the man in hemp clothes to death.

Shi Potian felt a little sorry for him and advised, "Old uncle, please spare his life and we will destroy his martial arts... Old uncle?!"

But he saw that Monk Bujie suddenly stopped punching and let go of the hand of the man in hemp clothes.

The man in sackcloth slipped from his hands and fell to the ground like mud.

Monk Bujie froze for two seconds, then fell backwards.

Our own people and the bad guys.

Shi Potian rushed over without hesitation to support Monk Bujie, but found that Monk Bujie's face was flushed and his body was hot, like a cooked crab.

There was a dagger stuck in his lower abdomen, with only the handle sticking out.

The blood had already soaked a large area of ​​Monk Bujie's robes, but because he had his back to the crowd, he had not been discovered.

"Dad!" "Master Bujie!"

Yi Lin and Master Ding Jing were horrified and rushed forward.

Master Dingjing glanced at the spot where the dagger had stabbed, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, it didn't hit a vital spot. Master Bujie must have run out of energy and passed out. Yilin, pull out the dagger."

Yi Lin had learned the skills of healing from her master, and knew what Master Dingjing was going to do. She held back her tears, stepped forward and slowly drew out the dagger.

As soon as the dagger was taken out, blood gushed out.

Master Dingjing's face suddenly changed, but she noticed that the dagger was glowing with a blue luster, and it was obviously poisoned.

The blood flowing from Monk Bujie's wound was an abnormally dark color and emitted a foul odor.

Yi Lin realized that something was wrong and said in panic: "Uncle Master..."

Master Dingjing didn't bother to talk to her. She walked forward and opened Monk Bujie's eyelids. She saw that the whites of Monk Bujie's eyes were obviously covered with a layer of blue-black. It was obvious that he had been attacked by the poison, and he was only relying on his strong physique to hold on until now.

Master Dingjing's heart sank.

The poison in Monk Bujie's body is obviously different from that in Master Dingyi and the others, and is more ferocious.

In other words, Monk Bujie's physique was far superior to that of ordinary people, otherwise he would have been killed instantly by a single blow to the throat.

It's all your own fault!

Master Dingjing couldn't help but sigh.

With Monk Bujie's martial arts skills, the man in hemp clothes would never have been able to succeed in his sneak attack, if Fan Hun had not consumed most of his internal energy in the competition with Shi Potian. And even if the sneak attack was successful, Monk Bujie had such strong internal energy that he would not be attacked by the poison so quickly!

A large part of all this right now is caused by Monk Bujie himself!
Master Dingjing knew that complaining was useless, so she said, "My dear nephew Linghu, please try to force the poison out of Master Bujie's body." She pressed her hand on the wound and used her strength to expel as much poisonous blood as possible.

Only when the stench in the blood gradually faded did Master Dingjing find a branch and apply Tianxiang Duanxu Glue on the wound, and then tightly bandaged the wound with the bandage she carried with her.

Tianxiang Duanxu Glue is the holy medicine of Hengshan School for treating injuries. Once applied to the wound, the bleeding will stop after a short while.

Master Dingjing did not dare to delay and rushed to the man in hemp clothes, trying to force him to tell her the antidote.

However, the man in hemp clothes did not react at all. Upon examination, Master Dingjing discovered that his heart pulse was severed and he had been beaten to death by Monk Bujie long ago.

Master Dingjing could only search the man in hemp clothes, but after searching everywhere, she couldn't find anything related to the antidote.

At this moment, Monk Bujie's body trembled violently, and he opened his mouth and spit out a pool of dark blood, and a foul odor came from his nose.

Yi Lin was startled and cried out, "Dad! Dad!"

A look of joy appeared on Master Dingjing's face.

The poison gas attacked the heart and penetrated deep into the lungs, which was almost certain death.

She only bled the poisonous blood that had not reached the internal organs, and asked Shi Potian to help Monk Bujie remove the poison. This was a last-ditch effort.

Unexpectedly, Shi Potian could actually force the poison out of Monk Bujie's body!
Shi Potian did not take his hand away, and continued to inject Zixia Qi into Monk Bujie's body.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand.

Although Monk Bujie has not woken up yet, his breathing has gradually stabilized, and his life has been saved for the time being.

Shi Potian said: "Uncle Master, we need to find a doctor to treat the old man as soon as possible. If we delay for too long, his body will not be able to bear it."

Shi Potian had used Zixia Qi to help Xiao Huang remove poison before, and this time it was Monk Bujie who did it with ease.

However, the poison that Tian Boguang used to kill Xiao Huang's family was just an ordinary poison, while the poison that Monk Bujie was poisoned with was a deadly poison that Baiban Shaxing brought from the Western Regions, and the power was completely on a different level.

In addition, Monk Bujie was severely poisoned, and the poison had already invaded his internal organs.

Even though Shi Potian's true Qi was extremely strong and his perception was extremely sharp, he was unable to completely eliminate the toxins. He could only eliminate as much of the poison as possible, and then use Zixia's true Qi to help nourish Monk Bujie's body, leaving it up to Monk Bujie himself to resist the remaining toxicity.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Not only does Shi Potian need to infuse Monk Bujie with Zixia Qi every now and then to keep him alive, the back and forth tug of war will also continuously consume Monk Bujie's vitality.

As time goes on, even if Monk Bujie can survive, he will become a short-lived useless person.

Master Dingjing was very aware of this, and immediately circulated her Qi and shouted loudly towards the cliff: "Yiyuan, notify everyone to pack up immediately, we will go down the mountain now."

"Yes." Yiyuan responded loudly.

Master Dingjing pointed at the gangsters and said, "Nephew Linghu, how do you plan to deal with these people?"

Shi Potian said: "Uncle Master, so many people have died today, we should not kill any more people. We just need to destroy their martial arts so that they can't do evil in the future."

When Master Dingjing saw Shi Potian's sincere expression, she suddenly realized that Shi Potian did not want to torture anyone at all, but was just kind-hearted and did not want to kill.

"Amitabha, well done, well done!" Master Dingjing clasped her hands together and looked at Shi Potian with more admiration and love.

She was reluctant to let them go earlier because she was worried that these people would continue to do evil. If she destroyed their martial arts, she would not have such worries.

Master Dingjing said, "I am naturally very happy that my dear nephew Linghu has such a kind heart. But today's events are quite strange. Why don't we keep a few people and take them back to Huashan and give them to Mr. Yue. Maybe they can be used in the future."

Shi Potian nodded and said, "Okay." He walked forward and destroyed the martial arts of more than 30 gangsters, and then untied their acupoints.

A group of gangsters looked ashen and looked at Shi Potian with extremely complicated eyes.

Some people gritted their teeth and wanted to commit suicide, but in the end they didn't muster up the courage.

Shi Potian picked out a few who were seriously injured and said, "You guys stay here, the rest of you can go."

However, these gangsters refused to leave.

They knew better than Shi Potian and Master Dingjing how ruthless the Songshan Sect's methods were.

Now that they have lost their martial arts skills and have become useless, they are afraid that they will be killed by the people from the Songshan Sect as soon as they leave.

After giving up suicide and choosing to live a miserable life rather than die, they also began to strive for survival.

Immediately, a gangster said, "I know where the antidote to the hidden weapon is. I can tell you, but you have to take us all to Huashan, and we will leave when it is safe."

Another gangster followed up and said, "If you chase us away now, it's not like you're sparing our lives, it's like you're rushing us to death."

Some even acted like scoundrels: "If you want us to die, just kill us directly. Killing someone with a borrowed knife, how can that be considered merciful!"

Shi Potian was a little at a loss. He didn't understand why letting them go would force them to die?
Master Dingjing said, "My dear nephew Linghu, you are kind-hearted, but some people are cruel and merciless, even to their own people. Now that they have lost their martial arts, I am afraid they can't even get out of Wan'an Mountain, and they will be killed to silence them."

Shi Potian opened his mouth wide, thought for a moment, and said, "Then... shall we take them all back to Huashan? When it's safe, let them leave?"

Master Dingjing nodded and said, "Okay."

The gangsters got the answer they wanted and without hesitation, they walked to the corpses on the ground and searched for a while. They soon found a palm-sized medicine gourd, took out a black pill from it, and stuffed it into their mouths.

Master Dingjing did not stop it.

Compared to the poison that Monk Bujie was poisoned with, the poison on the hidden weapon was not that strong. The Hengshan disciples who were poisoned were trapped on the cliff, lacked various medicinal materials, and could not receive treatment, so their condition became worse and worse.

Now that they are out of trouble, detoxification is not a difficult task.

These antidotes can only be regarded as icing on the cake, not a timely help.

Let these gangsters eat them first, so they can verify whether they are real or not.

On the other side, the Hengshan disciples received orders from Master Dingjing and immediately took action.

It took less than two quarters of an hour to make some simple stretchers with branches and carry the seriously injured Master Dingyi and the poisoned and injured Hengshan disciples down from the mountain.

After Master Dingjing confirmed that the antidote was genuine, she distributed it to all the disciples for them to take.

Yue Lingshan had to come down before these Hengshan disciples.

In front of outsiders, she did not blame Shi Potian for only caring about saving people and ignoring his own safety, nor did she say or do anything more. Instead, she stood silently behind Shi Potian and gave the stage to Shi Potian.

"Amitabha, my dear nephew Linghu and Miss Yue, thank you for your help."

Master Dingyi’s face was pale, her clothes were tattered and covered in blood. She clasped her hands together with difficulty, said thank you, then lay back on the stretcher, panting and weak.

Shi Potian quickly waved his hand and said, "Uncle Dingyi, we are all family. You help me and I help you. This is what we should do. No need to thank me."

Master Dingyi didn't know that everything was secretly directed by the Songshan Sect, but she also learned about Zhong Zhen's actions from her disciples. She couldn't help but sigh and said, "If everyone can be as sensible as you, my nephew Linghu, why worry about the prosperity of the righteous path and the destruction of the evil sect?"

Master Dingjing knew that Master Dingyi had a quick temper, and she didn't tell her that the Songshan Sect was the mastermind because she was afraid that her anger would affect her injuries. She advised: "Junior sister, don't think about these things for now. Let's go down the mountain quickly and find a doctor to heal you and Master Bujie. This is the most important thing."

Shi Potian nodded repeatedly, expressing his agreement: "Yes, healing and detoxification are the most important things. Nothing else matters."

The crowd said nothing more and walked down the mountain.

Shi Potian had not walked far when he suddenly stopped and looked forward. He heard footsteps coming from the darkness and approaching them rapidly.

Master Dingjing had been on guard against the Songshan Sect. Seeing this, she immediately stopped everyone and asked, "Nephew Linghu, what's wrong? Is there anything going on?"

Shi Potian said: "The uncle Zhong brought a lot of people here."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of figures appeared in front of them.

The leader was none other than Zhong Zhen, the Nine-Curved Sword Master.

When Zhong Zhen saw Master Ding Jing, he immediately stepped forward and bowed with a guilty look on his face: "Master Ding Jing, I was confused before and said nonsense on the mountain. I am really sorry. I apologize to you here."

Master Dingjing glanced at the people around Zhong Zhen.

She had met a few of them before, and they were all Zuo Lengchan's fellow disciples.

The others were also in their forties or fifties, and as expected, they were Zuo Lengchan’s fellow disciples.

Master Dingjing didn't want to break up with Zhong Zhen at this time, so she said, "No need for that. Brother Zhong Zhen is right. Your sect is the Songshan Sect, and mine is the Hengshan Sect. It is understandable that your disciples are unwilling to help."

Zhong Zhen said, "Master Dingjing, you are still angry with me. We are all from the same Five Mountains Sword Sect. The affairs of the Hengshan Sect are the affairs of our Songshan Sect. How can we distinguish between us?"

"As soon as I realized that I was wrong, I brought our Songshan Sect's people here. I hope Junior Sister will give me a chance to atone for my sins."

Seeing Zhong Zhen lying with his eyes open, Master Ding Jing laughed in anger: "Don't bother, Senior Brother Zhong. We can handle the Hengshan Sect's affairs ourselves."

Zhong Zhen climbed up the pole, his face full of surprise: "Master Dingjing, are you saying that you have eliminated all those demons? I always say that the women of Hengshan Sect are as brave as the men, how could they not be able to deal with those demons?"

He glanced at the gangsters in the middle of the team and said, "You guys captured so many demons alive? That's great!"

"They were able to find out your whereabouts so accurately and set up an ambush in advance. They must have planted a lot of spies in our Five Mountains Sword Sect. Please let us take them back to Songshan for interrogation, Master."

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