After collecting all the cold bird droppings in the stone crevices, Qin Luo called to Ling'er and continued to slide down the rope.
However, Qin Luo suddenly stopped after not skating for long!
"What's wrong, Mr. Qin?" Ling'er was closest to Qin Luo. Seeing Qin Luo's strange behavior, Ling'er couldn't help but ask.
"There is something!" Qin Luo said in a low voice and released the flying sword he got from Xuanjian.
"Huh?" Ling'er was suddenly startled when she heard Qin Luo's words. She tried to sense it carefully, but after listening for a moment, she couldn't sense anything. There was still a white mist under Tianchi.
However, just when Ling'er was about to ask another question, Han Tong, who had a cultivation level in the pill formation stage, shouted loudly.
"Everyone, be careful, a flock of cold birds is coming!"
After saying that, Han Tong released a small black umbrella. Under the urging of his true energy, the small umbrella started to rotate smoothly.
It brought up layers of black light, covering not only him, but also his employer Wang Jianshe.
At this moment, a burst of popping sound came rapidly upward from the bottom of the sinkhole.
Although Ling'er didn't know what the sound was, she could still feel the danger coming towards her.
At this moment, the overwhelming number of cold birds rushed over.
The claws and beaks of each cold bird are very sharp. Thousands of cold birds fly in, and even the top experts will be killed on the spot if they cannot dodge.
Ling'er was so frightened that her face turned pale and she couldn't dodge.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Qin Luo's flying sword quickly rotated, forming a huge air net that firmly protected Ling'er inside.
Everyone else also showed off their own special powers and used their own methods to avoid Hanniao's attack.
"It's not good, I've been poisoned by the cold bird poison!" At this time, Wang Long suddenly shouted.
In order to avoid the attack of the cold birds, Wang Long used his Hunyuan Thunderbolt Palm to hit the cold birds, killing countless cold birds under his palms.
But his palms were pecked and scratched to pieces by cold birds, and even his face was covered in bloodstains and scratches.
Hanniao's claws are highly poisonous. Although Wang Long is a strong man in the divine realm, he still becomes powerless in the face of the poison.
My body began to become numb, and finally I could barely hold on to the rope.
When Wang Long said he was poisoned, Wang Jianshe was shocked and immediately turned to look at Qin Luo anxiously.
"Mr. Qin, you are a miracle doctor. You must have a way to solve the poisonous injury of this cold bird. Please save Wang Long."
After hearing Wang Jianshe's words, Qin Luo pondered for a moment, glanced at Wang Long, and said lightly:
"Mr. Wang, I do have a way to treat the cold bird's poisonous injuries, but I'm afraid your nephew is not willing to use it!"
"As long as it's useful, it's fine. Life is more important now. It's not up to him whether he is willing to use it or not."
When Wang Jianshe heard Qin Luo said there was a way, he felt happy and said hurriedly.
Immediately, Qin Luo showed a strange smile on his face, reached out and took out a transparent bag from his belt:
"The poison of cold birds must have its own antidote. Mr. Wang Long is lucky. I have just collected some feces of cold birds. This is a top-notch medicinal material that can not only stop bleeding and relieve pain, but also dissolve the poison of cold birds.
Although these excrements are hard to come by, for the sake of Mr. Wang Long’s life, it is better to let Mr. Wang Long use them first. As long as Mr. Wang Long smears this excrement on his face, Hanniao’s poison will be easily resolved!”
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Ling'er on the side couldn't hold back for a moment and burst into laughter.
You know, just now Wang Long was laughing at Qin Luo for picking up the feces of this cold bird.
Nowadays, you have to apply it on your face to detoxify.
It really echoes the old saying, God will reincarnate, no one will be spared!
After hearing Qin Luo's words, Wang Long's face was twisted with anger, but the severe numbness coming from his hands and body made Wang Long know that if he wanted to detoxify, he could only do what Qin Luo said, otherwise he would be waiting for him.
It will be a dead end.
However, just now he was laughing at Qin Luo for picking up feces, but now he asked him to smear feces on his face. Especially when he heard Ling'er's chuckle, Wang Long was ashamed to death.
At this time, the feeling of paralysis came again. Wang Long was shocked and knew that he could not delay any longer.
He hurriedly took the cold bird excrement handed over by Qin Luo and spread it evenly on his face.
In an instant, Wang Lung turned into a big painted face, and those who watched it couldn't help but want to laugh.
In less than a moment, Wang Long returned to normal.
But at this moment, Wang Long felt more uncomfortable than death, his face was red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Seeing that Wang Long was fine, Wang Jianshe hurriedly handed over his hands to express his gratitude to Qin Luo:
"Thank you Mr. Qin for saving your life!"
"Mr. Wang is so polite. I am very pleased that Mr. Wang Long can realize the wonders of traditional Chinese medicine!"
Qin Luo smiled faintly, raised his leg, and rowed backwards as if nothing had happened.
After the small episode, everyone continued to slide down.
Soon we reached the place of clouds and mist.
Once you enter the clouds and mist, you can hear real thunder.
And I saw pieces of rolling clouds, and there was drizzle and mist in the sky. It was misty and misty. The rain and mist turned out to be a strange pink color, and the rain and mist actually contained a lot of miasma poison.
When everyone entered, they felt short of breath and dizzy.
Han Tong, Liu Yong, and Sun Bing are cultivators. When encountering miasma, they immediately closed their breathing to prevent the miasma from being inhaled into the body.
Of course, only these three cultivators can do this long-term breath-holding skill.
However, Wang Jianshe, Wang Long and Ling'er were not cultivators. After a while, their faces turned purple and they were very painful.
Fortunately, Wang Jianshe was prepared in advance. He quickly took out a jade bottle and poured out a few emerald-green pills from it with great pain.
"Everyone, this miasma is extremely vicious. If we continue to slide down like this, we may be poisoned and die before we reach the bottom of the pit.
Fortunately, I made preparations in advance and bought a bottle of detoxification pill at a high price."
"Well, antidote pill!"
When the three cultivators who were holding their breath heard Wang Jianshe's words, their eyes suddenly lit up.
The name of the detoxification pill is well known among all cultivators. I never expected that Wang Jianshe had such a magical medicine.