Qingfeng Li was poisoned by corpse poison, his body temperature dropped sharply, and his breath was so weak that he almost stopped.

Now that all the skinned ghosts have been poisoned, Zhong Sheng hurriedly seeks help from Monk Ben.

Monk Ming really has an antidote, and it’s called ‘Willow Branches Chengyu Dew’.

The specific operation is as follows: fold a fresh wicker, recite a spell and cast a spell, the water vapor in the air will condense and gather at the tip of the leaf.

Over time, the dewdrops dripped from the willow leaves and were caught on a jade plate, which became a life-saving elixir.

Where did the jade plate come from in the countryside? We had to avoid complexity and keep it simple, using a coarse porcelain plate instead.

Monk Ming holds a willow branch in his hand, his face is solemn and precious, and he is chanting mantras and casting spells.

After half a day, dewdrops dropped from the willow leaves, and a shallow puddle accumulated on the porcelain plate.

"That's almost enough."

Zhong Sheng picked up the porcelain plate, pried open Qingfeng Li's clenched teeth, and fed him to drink dew.

The effect is immediate.

"Wow!"

Qingfeng Li stood up suddenly, vomited violently, and a foul smell gushed out.

The little donkey on the side snorted, and the ape even covered his nose and backed away.

Monk Ming looked as usual, looking at the wreckage around him with compassion, and silently recited the salvation scriptures.

The little girl on the side broke away from Aunt Mancang and asked loudly, "Where is my father?"

Monk Min said softly, "Your father was beaten to death by bandits in order to protect you."

The little girl burst into tears, crying very sadly.

Monk Min took out a gold bracelet from his arms and handed it to Aunt Mancang, "Take the girl home and live a happy life!"

Aunt Mancang remained silent, turned and left with the little girl.

Monk Ming sighed, looked at the backs of mother and daughter, and sighed.

"Mr. Zhong, this lady may have guessed the truth."

Zhong Sheng said, "It's good luck that the Skinner didn't eat them."

Why didn't the Skinner on the dam eat the mother and daughter?

Is it to hide their identity, or is it because they have been in love for a long time and can’t bear to hurt this nominal ‘family’?

The reasons behind it are complicated and confusing. The person involved is dead and can no longer be clarified.

While the two were talking, Li Qingfeng had almost vomited, and most of the corpse poison had been driven away, and he stood up unsteadily.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm dizzy. Give me some wine to sober up."

Zhong Sheng thought to himself that it was really good, and he was energetic enough to drink.

After a sip of wine, Qingfeng Li stretched his limbs and took a long breath, "Comfortable."

The monk next to him didn't forget to say to him, "Fellow Daoist Li, you sacrificed your strengths for your shortcomings and fought hand-to-hand with the skinned ghost. Is it no wonder that you have suffered such a disaster?"

"If Mr. Zhong hadn't rescued you in time, you would have been in trouble today."

Qingfeng Li raised his eyebrows, "Then I also want to thank Mr. Zhong."

After saying that, he straightened his clothes and bowed to Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng is an honest man and explained, "The monk's elixir can help you get rid of corpse poison. It is a life-saving grace."

"I know, willow branches and jade dew."

Li Qingfeng ridiculed, "Monk, you are from an orthodox background, why are you using the tricks used by outsiders to fool the people?"

"You don't care about trivial matters when you are trying to save someone!"

Zhong Sheng got a headache when he saw the two of them bickering whenever they disagreed.

"You two, take a look again to see if there are any skinners around!"

Monk Companion used his magic nose to smell, and Li Qingfeng weaved grass into a bird and searched in all directions. Another half day passed...

"No more, completely clean."

Zhong Sheng nodded and expressed his thoughts.

"I thought that just peeling off a skinner was nothing."

"But what I saw just now is such a ferocious mad ghost that I cannot tolerate in the world."

"I am determined to go to Luoyang, wipe out the Skinner's foundation in the world, and kill all the relevant people."

"What do you two think?"

After hearing this, Monk Ming put his hands together and said, "Buddhist karma is the retribution of Buddhism, and it is my duty as a monk."

Li Qingfeng said, "I don't care about the smelly monk's matter, but Mr. Zhong has saved my life, so why not sacrifice his life to accompany him."

The three of them then left the county and embarked on the road to Luoyang.

Li Qingfeng's lingering poison has not gone away and he cannot exert himself. He lies on the bullock cart and breathes weakly.

Zhongsheng and monk Min drove side by side, and the little donkey followed beside them.

"That's it."

After Monk Min's explanation, Zhong Sheng understood why Li Qingfeng was in such a mess.

Although their paths of monkhood are different, they are generally similar.

People like Li Qingfeng and Monk Min are mages. If they have enough time and space to use them to their heart's content, their magical powers are infinitely powerful.

But if it's a close-quarters fight, I'm afraid it's not as good as a fierce general in the army.

Furthermore, he was restricted from appearing as a saint in front of others, so his combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of Zhong Sheng.

"We who cultivate our moral character are not good at killing."

Although there are Buddhist monks and divine generals in the Buddhist sect, Qingfeng Li and Monk Min are definitely not.

Li Qingfeng had learned swordsmanship in his early years and could still kill one or two people. Monk Min could only stand aside and cast spells to assist.

"That's it."

Zhong Sheng glanced at Qingfeng Li who was about to feel sick. Not every mage is proficient in close combat!

In this case...

"Monks, and Taoist priests, if we encounter strong enemies in the future, I will fight in front, and you guys will cast spells and assist from the side."

Monk Min replied, "Zhonglangjun is so powerful that he should be like this."

Then he asked, "Zhong Langjun, did you have a magic weapon when you used Fiery Fire earlier?"

Zhong Sheng chuckled and replied, "Not bad."

Monk Min exclaimed, "In this way, Mr. Zhonglang can be said to be invincible."

A weak voice came from behind, "Don't listen to him, Mr. Zhong Lang, you don't know how to practice, and you forcefully activate the magic weapon. Although it is powerful, but the root cause is the loss of essence, blood and resentment, it is to... ahem, it is to...

Life-saving."

Monk Min was not angry when he was refuted, and even explained, "Taoists are proficient in magic weapons, and what Taoist friend Li said makes sense."

Qingfeng Li struggled to get up and moved to the front.

"Taoist magic weapon is driven by magic power."

"Those who practice Taoism refine their energy and energy, and use their essence, energy, and blood to refine their magic power."

"If an ordinary person accidentally obtains a magic weapon, if he is destined to be recognized by the magic weapon, he can also control one or two."

"If there is no power in the body, the magic weapon will be forcibly transformed, consuming one's own essence, blood and vitality to transform the magic power."

"It's okay once or twice, but as time goes by, internal exhaustion and transition will undoubtedly reduce Yangshou!"

Qingfeng Li coughed violently, "Mr. Zhong, remember my words, never use magic weapons indiscriminately."

Zhong Sheng heard his good intentions, but he was suspicious in his heart.

Every time the Yang Dial and Yin Dial are inserted into a person's chest, they gain magical power. Afterward, they feel a little tired and recover after taking a short rest.

However, there are no signs of loss of essence and blood, loss of yang and longevity.

Monk Ming advised again, "You are wrong as Daoist friend Li said. You are young now and your energy and blood are strong. You still don't realize anything."

"Once you are old and weak, if you use magic weapons rashly, your essence and blood will be exhausted, and your life will be screamed."

So serious.

Zhong Sheng was horrified, but when he thought about it, he had a life span of more than a thousand years.

It seems that although the other party's words are scary, it will eventually fall on him, but he will have to wait until the end of time.

"Thanks for reminding me, I understand."

Zhong Sheng thought to himself, the two judgments of yin and yang are so useful that he really can’t bear to give up.
Chapter completed!