Beside the two of them, a man in sackcloth was sweating profusely, and the clothes on his body were already wet with sweat, but his movements did not stop for a moment. Several kinds of spiritual materials exuding strange aromas were thrown into the green-black alchemy furnace that was about a foot high.

And behind the man in sackcloth, there is a rather handsome young man, holding a small knife, gouging out half a fist-sized heart from a pile of dead strange birds on the ground. On a silver plate, more than a dozen bird hearts have been placed on it, and a few of them are still slightly shrinking and agitating.

The purple fire was extremely powerful, not to mention the light inside the phantom array, and the air was constantly rising and twisting.

The man in sackcloth threw the spiritual material and the bird's heart into the alchemy furnace, and continuously played various alchemy spells.

"Yinfeng, hurry up!" One of the women in blue, who was holding the nun's legs and knees tightly, shouted with red eyes as she watched the nun on the ground with her eyes turned upside down and her breath getting more and more disordered.

"Wei Cheng, please be quiet, don't disturb Brother Long." The other clasped the female nun's wrists with one hand, his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. Seeing that the female nun seemed to be biting his tongue, he stretched out the back of her own hand without hesitation. And the female cultivator had lost her sanity for a long time, and she was even more merciless towards her companion, biting her tightly.

Without the illusion barrier, the originally lush grove turned into a gravel field in an instant, and at the place where the four foundation-building monks were, the gravel they had hastily cleared turned into a whole A fairly flat place.

"Who?" The woman in blue suddenly turned her head and yelled sharply, but saw Zhang Shiping coming out in an upright manner. When she saw the token on Zhang Shiping's waist, she immediately became happy, "Elder Zhang! Junior!" It's a member of the Cui family, my sister has been poisoned by a strange bird, and I ask the elders to help me!"

"A member of the Cui family? Is it the Cui family of Fellow Daoist Tianfeng?" Zhang Shiping saw that the blue-clothed woman was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect. He had already known this when he used his divine sense just now. It's just that Zhang Shiping didn't expect that this woman turned out to be a member of fellow Taoist Tianfeng, but yes, even though Daoist Tianfeng was not married, there were quite a few other clansmen of the Cui family.

Zhang Shiping saw more than a dozen strange birds with their hearts gouged out on the ground, which were different from the machines he had seen before. Over the years, the strange birds that have appeared in the South China Sea, in fact, if they didn't have two extra wings, they were nothing more than a strange fish. In the South China Sea, there are many kinds of sea beasts and foreign objects. I don't know how many things are more disgusting and terrifying than these strange birds.

If it weren't for these strange birds, they have often attacked passing merchant ships over the years, and I am afraid that not many monks would care.

It's just that these strange birds are different from those black-bodied and white-haired ones that Zhang Shiping has seen before. They have eyeballs growing on their bodies. Even if these strange birds are all dead, those who are still open The eyeballs still revealed some kind of strange gaze from a machine.

Seeing the woman in blue nod her head, Zhang Shiping stepped over and looked at the female cultivator who was biting the back of the woman's hand. Zhang Shiping pressed his fingertips on the center of her eyebrows, releasing a ray of mana, which struck the poisoned woman. After inspecting the female cultivator's body, Zhang Shiping suddenly became serious. With a solemn expression, he took several shots of the female cultivator's body.

After he finished these, the nun didn't struggle irrationally like before, and finally calmed down a bit, and let go of her mouth. The woman took out her hand, and saw the teeth marks on it. Almost to the bone.

However, Zhang Shiping's complexion did not improve at all. He originally thought that it was just a difficult poison, but according to his diagnosis just now, there was a very mysterious poison in the blood of this female cultivator. The strange poison caused the nun's body to undergo an extremely strange change.

"What kind of strange thing did you encounter? How did you get such a strange poison? I can only suppress the strange poison in her body first, maybe only two people." Zhang Shiping took out a bag from the storage bag. He poured a longan-sized elixir that exudes a fragrance, and he put the elixir into the female nun's mouth.

With the entrance of the elixir, the purple lines on the female cultivator's face disappeared, and her hands and feet were no longer as strong.

It's just that after the purple lines dissipated, two eyeballs could be clearly seen between the female cultivator's brows, but the female cultivator's eyes were indeed closed, and the woman in blue called out easily. A few words, but the female cultivator didn't move at all. It seems that these two eyeballs are not like Zhang Shiping's practice of "Shattering the Eyes", which can condense the powerful spiritual eyes at the end of the practice.

"It's enough to suppress the injury. Brother Long's pill is almost ready."

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Half a month later, outside the Green Bamboo Valley, Zhang Shiping flew down. After he was separated from the woman in blue from the Cui family and the other three foundation-building monks, he was on the way back~lightnovelpub.net~ in the wind Overlooking the vast sea, there is indeed a large group of strange birds flying.

And when he saw the man in sackcloth refining alchemy, his refining technique and the purple spirit fire he used were somewhat ancient, so after Zhang Shiping saw that he had refined the elixir, he asked casually. The man in sackcloth was exchanged for an alchemy and forging technique.

As for the purple fire, it is the man's inborn supernatural power, just like Zhang Shiping's Qingyang fire.

Zhang Shiping took out the silver token, and the magic circle revealed a door that was more than one foot high and six feet wide. Zhang Shiping stepped in and flew to the house in the valley. A young female cultivator aged 14 or 15 was lying slumped on a chair, holding a melon and fruit on the side table in one hand, and a round fan in the other hand, fanning the wind gently, looking very uncomfortable.

Next to the female cultivator, Zheng Hengyun and his master Zhang Tongan were chatting.

With a flash of blue light, Zhang Shiping landed in the courtyard, turned his back to Lin Xi'er, and greeted his father and Zheng Hengyun.

But when Lin Xier saw Zhang Shiping, she quickly put down the spiritual fruit that had already reached her mouth, and stood up quickly, as if choking on herself, even hammered her flat chest, and swallowed it with difficulty, " Master, you are back, this disciple misses you so much!"

"That's how you miss me?" Zhang Shiping squinted his eyes as he looked at the pile of melons and fruit shells on the table.

Seeing Zhang Shiping like this, Lin Xi'er hurriedly ran towards her own practice courtyard, "Master, Xi'er has gone to practice."

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping no longer had a straight face, and smiled a little more. He had some conversations with his father Zhang Tong'an, and then told Zheng Hengyun to buy some spiritual materials that could cure the strange poison of strange birds and hoard them. He had a feeling that these things would be in short supply by then.