Chapter 947 Lingshu Detoxification Pills

The four of them stared at the dense poisonous miasma in front of them. Although they were all curious about why Song Wen entered the poisonous miasma, they had no intention of breaking in rashly.

However, this does not mean that they are helpless about the situation at hand.

The mountain col where the poisonous miasma is located is only a few miles long and dozens of feet wide. Any spell can dispel the poisonous miasma.

I saw the white-haired old man raising his right hand in front of his chest and pinching his fingers.

Suddenly, a strong wind emerged out of thin air, like an invisible wind dragon, about to roll towards the mountain col.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the depths of the poisonous miasma and came to the four people.

The visitor was naturally Song Wen.

"Ai Kun, what are you doing?" the white-haired old man asked coldly.

Song Wen raised his right hand and waved it in front of the four people, with a bit of pride on his face.

Only then did the four of them notice that Song Wen was holding a green spiritual grass that was more than a foot long in his hand.

"You broke into the poisonous miasma just because of this 'Qi Grass'?" the dwarf suddenly said.

Song Wen looked at the spiritual grass in his hand and said.

"It turns out that this grass is called 'Qi Transformation Grass'! I wonder what the magical function of this grass is?"

"The Qi Transformation Grass is a fourth-level poisonous herb. If a monk takes it by mistake, the magic power in his body will be lost quickly. If the poison cannot be detoxified in time, it may even cause serious damage to the poisoned person's cultivation level. However, the toxicity of this herb is only for Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul. It is effective for people with the following cultivation levels, but it is basically ineffective for us monks in the transformation stage. This elixir is two to three hundred years old and should be worth one or two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones." The scholar said slowly.

"Is it only worth one or two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones?" Song Wen's expression was slightly stiff, and there was a sadness that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

The dwarf said with some disdain, "The people in the lower world really have no knowledge, and they actually regard the fourth-level poisonous weed as a rare elixir."

"One or two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones are not bad." Song Wen seemed not to care about the dwarf's contemptuous words. He took out a jade box and put the spiritual grass in it.

At this time, the white-haired old man suddenly questioned.

"Ai Kun, how did you discover this Qi Grass?"

The cultivation of the four of them was no weaker than that of Song Wen, and none of them were able to discover the Qi Transformation Grass. But Song Wen could find it. This has to arouse suspicion.

The white-haired old man was obviously not as easy to fool as the dwarf, and he discovered something fishy.

Song Wendao said, "It's just a small trick, I can't reveal it."

"Mysterious!" The dwarf pointed at the spirit beast bag on Song Wen's waist and sneered, "You probably relied on the spirit beast to discover the Qi Transformation Grass."

Song Wen was quite surprised. He was a little worried that the white-haired old man would get to the bottom of it; unexpectedly, the dwarf took the initiative to find a reason for him.

Song Wen said with a smile, "Fellow Taoist Jiang Wa really has a burning gaze."

The white-haired old man examined Song Wen. He always felt that the Song Wen in front of him was slightly different from before, but he couldn't tell what the specific difference was.

At this time, the voice of the young woman in green suddenly sounded, interrupting the white-haired old man's thinking.

"You go and work hard for Jiang Lanruo, I won't play with you anymore."

After saying that, the young woman in green walked away in the air and disappeared into the poisonous miasma in the vast mountains.

Being so disturbed by the young woman in green, the white-haired old man had no time to think about the strangeness in Song Wen, but scolded him slightly dissatisfied.

"Ai Kun, in every poisonous miasma in the Rotting Miasma Ridge, there may be monsters or densely packed poisonous insects hidden. This time, you are lucky and did not run into it. Next time, it will be hard to say."

The white-haired old man was naturally not concerned about Song Wen's safety, but was afraid that Song Wen's reckless behavior would harm them.

Song Wen said with a guilty look on his face, "I was reckless, and I ask my three fellow Taoists to forgive me."

The scholar nodded kindly towards Song Wen.

The old man and the dwarf did not give Song Wen a good look. Under the leadership of the old man, they went deep into the Fumi Ridge.

Song Wen and Scholar also hurriedly followed.

The map in the hand of the white-haired old man was obviously explored by generations of Jiang family members over a long period of time and had bypassed many dangerous places.

Along the way, they did not encounter any powerful monsters or swarms of poisonous insects.

Occasionally, they encountered one or two third- and fourth-level monsters, or a small number of poisonous insects, but they were quickly eliminated by the white-haired old man and the dwarf with thunderous means.

Song Wen and the scholar who were walking behind felt at ease.

After traveling for more than ten thousand miles in twists and turns, the poisonous miasma all around became more and more intense.

Even though the white-haired old man deliberately avoided those places where the poisonous miasma gathered, the poisonous miasma everywhere still made the four of them feel strong discomfort.

The first person who couldn't hold on was Song Wen.

He condensed a mana shield to protect his body.

But the erosion of the poisonous miasma was extremely violent, like countless tiny poisonous insects, constantly gnawing at every part of the shield.

Song Wen had no choice but to constantly mobilize the magic power in his body to repair the shield.

This caused Song Wen's mana to be consumed very quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang Chao, do you have any elixir to resist the attack of this miasma?"

The white-haired old man looked back at Song Wen, his eyes a little gloomy.

He was naturally prepared for the elixir to resist the miasma poison; but it was not to be used at this time, but after entering the Yin Spider Valley.

The scholar suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang Chao, if you have the elixir, please take it out. If we are resisting the erosion of the poisonous miasma, we will consume too much mana on the road. Once we enter the Yin Spider Valley, we may not be able to pick it smoothly." Take the nine-death grass."

The white-haired old man was silent for a moment. Perhaps he felt that the scholar was right, so he turned over his hand and took out a jade bottle.

"This is Lingshu Jiedu Pill. It is a pill specially developed by our Jiang family to deal with the poisonous miasma in the Corruption Ridge. As long as you take one pill, you can completely ignore the poisonous miasma within three hours. . However, the elixir required for refining this elixir is extremely rare. This time, I only brought eight with me, and the four of us had exactly two."

With that said, he distributed two pills to each person.

"The elixirs have been distributed to you. You can decide for yourself when to take them. However, I would like to remind you. The miasma in the Yin Spider Valley is several times stronger than here. Once the power of the two elixirs is exhausted, If we fail to exit the Yin Spider Valley in time, we will be invaded by poisonous gas and turn into a pool of smelly yellow water in a short time."

Perhaps the white-haired old man's warning had an effect, or perhaps he was worried that there was something wrong with the elixir itself; of course, it was also possible that it was a combination of both; after receiving the elixir, neither the scholar nor the dwarf took it immediately, but kept taking it. He looked carefully at the elixir in his hand.

The only exception is Song Wen.

Without thinking, he opened his mouth and swallowed a pill.