Chapter 828 Nether poisonous gas, ancient strange news record!
"How is this possible?"
Shen Chenfeng frowned slightly and said: "The Music Saint and the Painting Saint are both masters in the Dharma Realm. As long as the soul does not die, there is still hope."
"The problem arises in the soul."
Xie Jiangshan sighed softly and said: "The souls of Painting Saint and Qin Saint were severely damaged. We spent a lot of effort to treat them. But it didn't take long for their souls to fester again."
"It was only then that we discovered that the Music Saint and the Painting Saint were poisoned."
"This poison is so weird that it actually merges with the souls of the two great saints. Moreover, this poison can cause confusion and even memory confusion."
Xie Jiangshan spread his hands and said: "I have practiced alchemy for so many years, and I have never seen such a vicious poison."
"yes."
"It's difficult to deal with the soul to begin with, but now that the poison is fused with the soul, there's no way around it."
"If the two great saints wake up again, they may have confused memories, or even go crazy, and kill the people around them."
Several alchemists who had looked arrogant just now were now dejected and helpless.
Shen Chenfeng's eyes moved and he said: "The poison you are talking about, if you observe it with your soul, is it green?"
The space suddenly became silent.
The alchemists looked at Shen Chenfeng in astonishment, their eyes full of surprise.
"Yes, it is indeed green."
An old man wearing a water and fire Taoist robe looked up at Shen Chenfeng's figure.
He is the most powerful alchemist of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, known as Grand Master Yan Hong. He said: "Shen Chenfeng, how do you know?"
"Is the toxin you are talking about like a moth that eats away holes in the soul?"
Shen Chenfeng ignored it and continued to ask.
"You also know this?"
Master Yan Hong was even more surprised, and his eyebrows trembled.
"It must be this kid who just used his soul to secretly observe the injuries of the two great saints while we were not paying attention."
"Shen Chenfeng, what are you doing?"
"You won't say that you have seen this kind of poison, right?"
Several alchemists looked at Shen Chenfeng with sneers, as if they had seen through Shen Chenfeng's tricks.
But the next moment, their expressions suddenly changed wildly.
Shen Chenfeng made an understatement and said, "Will the poison you are talking about make the two great saints become stiff and then grow sharp nails and fangs like zombies?"
quiet.
Deathly silence.
After Shen Chenfeng finished speaking, everyone looked at Shen Chenfeng in horror as if they had seen a ghost.
What Shen Chenfeng said is right.
When they were treating the two great sages, they discovered that the bodies of the Painting Sage and the Piano Sage began to exhibit zombie-like characteristics.
Taking into account the honor of the two great saints, and also taking into account the impact of the matter.
So at Xie Jiangshan's suggestion, these alchemists cut off the nails and fangs of the two great sages, hoping to temporarily cover up the facts and wait until Master Dahuang returned before making a decision.
However.
They did this matter extremely secretly, and absolutely no third party knew about it.
"Shen Chenfeng, how did you know?"
After a long while, a trembling voice sounded.
"That's right."
Shen Chenfeng snapped his fingers and said: "The one between the Painting Saint and the Piano Saint should be the poisonous gas of the netherworld."
"Netherworld poisonous gas?"
"What is this?"
"Shen Chenfeng, are you trying to fool us?"
Several alchemists looked puzzled, obviously they had never heard of this thing.
Xie Jiangshan also looked hesitant and said: "Shen Chenfeng, what exactly is the poisonous gas of the netherworld?"
"Thirty thousand miles underground in the Lingwu Continent, there is a river of Netherworld blood. It is said that this river condenses the power of the heaven and earth to the most evil and evil, and leads directly to the Netherworld underworld."
Shen Chenfeng smiled and said: "The Blood Demon Lord was transformed from the divine object in the Netherworld Blood River, and his body contains three parts of the Netherworld energy. It must have been when the two great saints were injured by the Blood Demon Lord, As a result, he was invaded by the poisonous gas of the netherworld."
"It's so mysterious, is it true or not?"
"Shen Chenfeng, you are too good at making mistakes, aren't you?"
"Thirty thousand miles underground, even the most powerful person of all time cannot reach that kind of place. Who knows if there is a big river there?"
Several alchemists were stunned for a long time and then came to their senses.
They glared at Shen Chenfeng fiercely, almost being deceived by this cultivator in the realm of refining gods.
However.
Don't wait for the sarcastic voice to fall.
"The Netherworld Blood River does have such a place."
Xie Jiangshan's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "When I was practicing in Lingwu Continent, I once heard my master say that there is indeed a blood river leading to the Netherworld thirty thousand miles underground, which is called the Netherworld Blood River."
"What?"
"Is there really such a wonderful place in the world?"
"How is this possible?"
"Is everything Shen Chenfeng said true?"
The eyes of several alchemists completely froze, and then they showed extremely horrified expressions.
If it were anyone else, they might scoff.
However, Xie Jiangshan was a master who had trained in the Shenghui Empire and had great knowledge. Naturally, these alchemists were extremely convinced by his words.
"But Shen Chenfeng, these are all ancient rumors."
Xie Jiangshan stared at Shen Chenfeng, as if he wanted to see some clues, and said, "Where did you know about it?"
"I also read about it in a book."
Shen Chenfeng remained calm and said calmly: "The records of ancient strange stories are clearly recorded in it."
"Is there such a book?"
"I have been practicing in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect for so many years, but I have never heard of this kind of book."
"Shen Chenfeng, is your book still there?"
Several alchemists looked curious and asked in low voices.
Xie Jiangshan's eyes narrowed and he said: "Shen Chenfeng, does the book you mentioned contain a method for using Netherworld poisonous gas?"
Several alchemists hurriedly held their breath.
"It's actually very simple."
Shen Chenfeng's voice remained unchanged and said: "This kind of poisonous gas from the underworld is the most yin gas in the world. Although it is extremely dangerous, the masculine gas is the most feared."
"Masculinity?"
"Shen Chenfeng, what do you mean?"
"My man is full of yang energy, how can I give it to others at will? But in order to save the two great saints, I decided to sacrifice myself."
"Oh my God, Painting Saint, can you even speak?"
Several extremely noble alchemists, all of them had wretched faces at this time.
"Shut up, everyone!"
Xie Jiangshan's face was full of embarrassment. He turned to look at Shen Chenfeng and said, "Shen Chenfeng, are you talking about spiritual fire?"
"That's right."
Shen Chenfeng nodded and said: "As long as you use spiritual fire, you can dispel the poisonous gas of the netherworld."
"this……"
Several alchemists blushed, almost feeling extremely ashamed of their evil thoughts just now.
However, Shen Chenfeng's words shocked them even more.
Is it so easy to break the Netherworld poisonous gas that has troubled them for such a long time?
