Just when everyone was at a loss, Licorice left the crowd at some point and was in the mist. He bent his back to everyone and let out a deep groan.
"Did you find anything?"
Lu Fan asked.
Licorice squatted on the ground for a moment, then stood up and walked towards everyone.
He saw a red-flowered purple-leafed grass in his hand. The petals only had five petals, which spread out irregularly. The stamen in the middle was a red flower heart that was divided into two parts.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a poisonous snake emerged from the monster's throat, opened its mouth, and spit out its scarlet tongue.
"What is this? It looks disgusting."
Hai Ziyuan frowned and said.
"Purple Moon Grass."
Licorice came over with flowers and grass, "There are records in the mountains and seas. There is a kind of grass growing by the Ruoshui River. Its shape is like a hyacinth, but it blooms with red stamens and tooth-like petals. Its dormant period is thirty years. Thirty years
As soon as the flowers bloom, a gas that confuses people's minds will spread out. The gas is in the form of a light mist. Inhaling a small amount will cause certain hallucinations, but once the flowers gather together in large areas and bloom, they emit a strong
When there is mist-like gas.”
"Once inhaled, ordinary people will fall into coma on the spot and fall into a state of suspended animation for a long time. However, if a warrior inhales it and enters the Dantian, it will make the cultivating warrior become obsessed and difficult to extricate himself."
"Furthermore, the smell of this gas is very similar to the true qi flowing in the air at first glance. Warriors often mistake it for the rich true qi, and then inhale it, and then enter a state of obsession."
"Because its state is no different from ordinary mountain fog, it is planted in large quantities by many secluded families to protect the mountains."
After hearing Licorice's explanation, everyone present looked at each other.
A poisonous gas that is exactly the same as true qi.
If a warrior sees it, it will be difficult to distinguish it, and there is a high chance that he will be attacked.
"And the more purple moongrass that emits this gas, the greater the harm will be if you inhale it." Licorice added.
Song Buyu looked at the thick white mist in front of him and smelled with some palpitations: "How many of these purple moon grasses are there in this valley?"