Chapter 754: The Thousand-Point Bottle

Everyone hurriedly retreated, but a Rongshan disciple stepped forward, holding a treasure bottle in his hand, took a willow branch and dipped it in water, and sprinkled it forward.

The movement was very small, and there were not many willow leaves, but the water droplets that were sprinkled quickly split in the air and scattered into hundreds and thousands, like mist.

Light golden mist.

Another person pinched his fingers to summon the wind, just blowing this water mist towards the group of strange cicadas.

Each of these strange cicadas was three feet long, and it was inevitable that they were blown all over their heads and faces by the water mist.

This set of moves was very smooth, and it can be seen that the Rongshan disciples were very skilled in doing it.

The most bizarre scene appeared:

The strange cicadas that were touched by the light golden water droplets, whether flying or jumping, all fell to the ground.

They struggled desperately on the ground, but it seemed that they were hit by a spell of immobilization, and they could not lift their legs or support their bodies.

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

They really have their own tricks.

The indifferent young man said, "Quick, kill them!"

Everyone grabbed their weapons and rushed over, attacking the cicadas that were temporarily unable to resist.

The young man's eyesight was basically restored, and he looked at He Lingchuan and reminded him, "Heavy weapons are better."

He poked the cicadas with a copper stick and aimed at their eyes, and they burst into pulp with each stick.

After all, they were injured, and they had to take a break after killing a few.

Looking at the other Rongshan disciples, they also used blunt weapons such as sledgehammers and heavy axes. They seemed to be very experienced and knew that hitting was much more effective than piercing.

There were also a few people who sprayed potions on the cicadas, which could corrode them to death with a few hisses.

In fact, the best thing to use is fire.

These things are afraid of fire, and they will start to smoke and smell burnt after burning a few times.

He Lingchuan grabbed Fusheng and poked two of them, and found that the shells of these things were surprisingly hard, and ordinary swords and knives could not even leave a mark when they chopped them. It is conceivable how desperate the mortals in the villages and towns would be when facing the attack of such monsters.

The indifferent young man stared at Fusheng and praised him: "Good knife."

Then, he handed He Lingchuan another black pill: "Antidote."

Just now, this man was stung by the black shadow on his body. He knew very well how poisonous that thing was.

After being defeated by He Lingchuan, his attitude towards this man became much better.

The strong deserve respect.

He Lingchuan took the pill but did not eat it. He just nodded to him.

The young man did not force it when he saw this. When the man was poisoned, he would know how serious it was. If the person who was stung did not take off his boots quickly, his feet would swell like a ball in a while, and he could only cut the boots open.

But after a long time, He Lingchuan was still walking as usual, and there was no sign of falling down and wailing with his feet.

He did not know that He Lingchuan had just used the poison gland given by Zhu Erniang to absorb the toxins in the wound.

Zhu Erniang's poison gland can be used to add poison to weapons and can also be used to absorb drugs for treatment. It is a magic weapon with two uses.

Dong Rui said, "Leave me two samples, two different ones!"

When he saw the new stuff, he couldn't help it.

Aunt Zhu looked at him and sprayed two spider webs, wrapping the two strange cicadas like dumplings.

It grabbed the third one by itself, and regardless of the other party's refusal, it stuck its mouthparts into it and sucked it forcefully.

The strange cicada screamed in pain.

This scene of insects eating insects made Rongshan people's scalp numb, and they realized that the spider demon had just shown mercy, otherwise their companions would have become mummies.

In a few seconds, Aunt Zhu sucked the whole strange cicada dry, but after smacking the taste, she spit out all the juice:

"It's too disgusting! What a ghost thing!"

Where is the deliciousness of cicadas?

Others: "..."

Mrs. Zhu raised her paw to wipe her eyes, and suddenly said: "More seventy-year-old cicadas have hatched, probably because they heard the screams of their own kind."

He Lingchuan immediately said to the indifferent boy: "Set fire. The farmlands around here are full of cicada eggs."

How long will it take to deal with all the nests with manpower alone?

Without delay, the boy did not hesitate and directed his companions to set fire everywhere. Other Rongshan disciples came up to stop the bleeding and bandage him.

The weather was dry and the forest had died. It had lost moisture long ago and could catch fire at any time.

The crowd called for a strong wind to push the fire towards the farmland.

The town, farmland, and forest were all burned clean in one fire!

Two or three hundred townspeople who were killed were also cremated together.

Across the fire, He Lingchuan saw many strange cicadas jumping out of the farmland, forced to flee everywhere by the fire.

The Rongshan disciples stayed around and killed the escaped fish.

He Lingchuan and Dong Rui also helped.

It took two hours to finish the work, and it was already dark.

When the fire was extinguished, the cold boy found He Lingchuan and said, "Let's go and see Elder Dao."

After fighting side by side for so long, the hostility of the people towards He Lingchuan and others has disappeared.

Dong Rui was relieved when he heard this, and he could finally get down to business.

But the boy walked up to him and touched the ghost ape.

Dong Rui knew that the ghost ape had a bad temper. Except for the dear master, anyone who approached it would be slapped.

However, the ghost ape enjoyed the boy's touch, stretched his head and half closed his eyes.

It was really strange.

He Lingchuan asked him, "Who brought the ghost ape back?"

The cold boy said, "I did."

Other Rongshan disciples added, "Senior Brother Qiu doesn't get close to others, but he gets along well with this monkey."

"Where did you bring it back from?"

"When I was patrolling the northeastern border."

Dong Rui interrupted, "Why was the mist able to freeze the strange cicada?"

"Heavy water. Every drop of water weighs a thousand pounds." The boy said, "This is the heavy water from the thousand-pound bottle."

It turns out that the treasure bottle is called "Qianjun Bottle", which is very descriptive.

Then why didn't the Rongshan disciples use heavy water to deal with them before?

He Lingchuan has been traveling with Dong Rui for more than two months and has figured out his temper. He knew his question by looking at his expression and said, "We all have protective qi, and the water mist can't hit people."

If it can't hit people, it won't work.

Dong Rui let out a long "oh" and understood.

...

The deeper you go into Rongshan, the fewer dead trees there are on the roadside. Squirrels start to jump on the branches and night owls start to coo.

Wild rabbits sleep in tree holes, and insects and ants crawl under the ice and snow. Aunt Zhu feels the vitality of the entire forest again.

Apparently, cicadas haven't invaded here for seventy years.

On the way here, other Rongshan disciples had told the three that these strange cicadas suddenly invaded Rongshan more than two months ago. As soon as they came, they were overwhelming, devouring everything, whether it was plants, animals or humans.

The human villages and towns within the Rongshan territory have been plagued by them and are suffering. Rongshan has also made great efforts to clean up these things, but it has never been able to eradicate them.

The cold and fierce young man's surname is Qiu, and his given name is Hu.

He walked in front, and others followed behind, intentionally or unintentionally keeping a distance from him.

But He Lingchuan saw that others communicated with him normally, and it was not unharmonious.

It can only be said that others subconsciously feared him and did not want to get close to him.

The murderous and evil spirits on this guy are too heavy. He Lingchuan has only felt such a heavy evil spirit from Fu Shanyue.

Could it be another 烃?

Or some other strange monster species?