Immortal Voices Chapter 114: Sword Qi

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Outside the yard, Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan were leaning against the wall, looking dumbfounded at the monks who came close to the yard and fell with a puff, and then looked at the anti-poison beads tightly in their hands with a vigilant look The monk blinked blankly.

After Tsinghua flew out, he saw a weird scene, and he asked with a weird look: "What did you do?"

Ling Juncong quickly raised his hand to show his innocence: "I did nothing, Lu Yuan can testify."

He was a little aggrieved. He really didn't do anything. He just dried the herbs outside. When he found someone approaching, those people had fallen to the ground.

Lu Yuan said with a stiff face: "I didn't do anything either."

He just nested in a tree, and was called down by Ling Jun to help with the medicine.

After discovering that someone was approaching, he had not had time to take action. The monks had already lay down on their own, which was too weird.

At this moment, the rapid sound of footsteps approached quickly, Ling Jun looked back from the others, but saw Rong Xian running out.

Rong Xian hurriedly stuffed Tsinghua's hand with an elixir, and said shyly: "Master, I forgot to say that I just got ‘not surprised’."

Not to be shocked is a kind of drug. Anyone who takes this medicine will fall into deep sleep, and even if the catastrophe is approaching, it will not be able to wake people up.

Not surprisingly, although there is an antidote, there is no need for an antidote. The effect of the medicine is only for ten days.

After the monk has fallen asleep for ten days, the person taking Chinese medicine will naturally wake up, as if he had been asleep, without any damage.

Doctor Rong never kills. Rong Xian has always done a good job.

So the medicine she prepares is also very mild and does not hurt people.

But it doesn't look so good to the monks who were downed. They were ignorantly restrained by an ordinary doctor, which made them feel a little unbearable and suffocated.

Tsinghua helped the prisoner's dizzy head and looked at the pure-faced little apprentice slightly.

He always knew that the young apprentice was well-known for his medical skills and had a high reputation.

Until today, I have personal experience to understand how advanced the young apprentice's medical skills are.

He silently stuffed the antidote into his mouth, and his serious face became even more expressionless.

Because it was too embarrassing to be almost poured by the apprentice, he had better pretend not to know.

Ling Juncong asked in astonishment: "It turns out that it was the medicine you prescribed, so why are I okay with Mu Mu?"

Rong Xian silently moved his gaze to the sieve, and whispered: "The flower in the sieve is the antidote."

Lu Yuan silently put the flower in his hand into his arms, and stood silently to the side to protect Rong Xian tightly.

Ling Jun twitched from the corner of his mouth: "You are too casual, no one puts the antidote in front of others after being poisoned."

Rong Xian said innocently: "People who have been treated with medicine can't get up and get the antidote."

Lu Yuan glanced at Rong Xian silently, always feeling that this person had forgotten to understand the medicine.

On the opposite side, there is an old man in a gray robe holding a poison bead with cold and gloomy eyes. He points to Rong Xian with a gloomy look and says: "Grab her."

The prepared subordinates behind them were completely unaffected by the drug. They quickly flew towards Rong Xian, all expressionless and cold.

Tsinghua's expression was solemn, the sword in his hand pulled a sword flower, and he spoke very quickly towards Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan: "Leave Xiaoxian with you, and go quickly."

"Master." Rong Xian looked at the fierce and wicked group of people, and was totally afraid that her Master would stand alone here.

Tsinghua greeted the mysterious group of people without looking back: "Xiaoxian, leave now."

Rong Xian clenched his fists, letting Ling Jun pull her away from He Lu Yuan and fly away.

Seeing Rong Xian fled away, the old man snorted coldly, blocked Tsinghua with his hand, and said to his subordinates: "Go after Rong Xian."

The subordinates quickly retreated and swiftly chased Rong Xian.

Tsinghua’s face changed slightly, and his moves became more aggressive and swift. He wanted to quickly get rid of the elders of the elders in order to save his disciples, but the elders of the elders had weakened him, but it took a bit more to resolve effort.

As the two began to fight, some casual cultivators, other sect strengths, and noble disciples were all chasing in Rong Xian's direction. Maybe they could miss it.

Here, Ling Juncong pulled Rong Xian into hiding quickly, and they didn't dare to pause for a while.

Suddenly, Ling Jun noticed a stern wind coming from behind him, he pushed Rong Xian away suddenly, and rolled on the spot, avoiding the gray-robed man's attack.

"It's you." Seeing the incoming person, Jun was surprised.

After Rong Xian stood firm, he saw the person's eyes deep, the person from Yi Shui Pavilion.

The gray-robed man did not speak. There were dozens of people in the same costume behind him, and these people directly attacked Ling Jun Cong and Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan slammed the sword in his hand into the ground, his hands quickly formed marks, the ground under his feet trembled, and then he jumped out of the earth dragon.

The earth dragon opened his mouth and yelled, then attacked the gray-robed man imposingly.

Ling Jun was unarmed, but he swiftly attacked the monk Yi Shuige. Seeing a man in gray robe attacked Rong Xian, he took out from his sleeve and prepared to give Bai Changyue to make the strings. The sky silk shook his hand, and the sky silk quickly entangled the gray robe man.

With a sudden force, he pulled the person away from Cong Xian, and opened his mouth to shout at Rong Xian: "Rong Xian, run."

Rong Xian didn't delay, she turned around and prepared to run. She had no plans to share life and death with a few people, and she didn't even have a perfunctory statement.

Of course, she didn't tell Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan that Doctor Rong, who had a low cultivation base, could not escape the monks' chase.

Sure enough, she had just turned around when she was surrounded by a group of noble children and sect monks.

These people were so shameless anyway, they didn't directly attack Rong Xian, but persuaded her to hand over the essence of the sword emperor.

Rong Xian ignored them, holding a yellow pill between her fingertips.

Without waiting for her to crush the pill, a spiritual force hit her wrist.

Rong Xian's hand hurts, and the pill fell to the ground.

"Doctor Rong, although you are very skilled in drug administration, don't forget that this world depends on your strength. If you are not strong enough, you will not have time to administer the drug." Someone mocked.

Rong Xian rubbed his painful wrist and looked down and smiled, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your mention, Rong Xian has been taught."

She put her hands in her sleeves, her eyes closed slightly, and an invisible sword aura raged in all directions centered on her.

Her sword aura is the same as her disguised appearance, harmless and not threatening.

But the sword is a murder weapon, and it kills itself with a sharp edge.

So this sword has a powerful aura, expelling all enemies who intend to approach, and causing trouble without killing.

"What's the matter, isn't it that Rong Xian is just an ordinary doctor?" The grumpy monk chopped over the sword qi that struck him, and then his clothes were torn by the sword qi on the left.

Although this sword spirit doesn't hurt people, it's really embarrassing. The clothes are all cut into rags.

The monk's face turned black. He felt that everyone had misunderstood the word "normal".