Fortune Teller

"Do you have any idea, Fellow Daoist Gu?"

Wu Muchen and Taoist Jingquan turned their heads at the same time and looked at the young man in purple.

"Actually, it's not a solution, it can only be said to be a stopgap measure." Gu Xiuyun pondered for a moment, then continued: "Looking at his complexion, the poison should be spreading throughout the body along with the blood. If we can remove the poison from the body of fellow Taoist Jing'an, Drawing out all the blood may delay the process for a while. Of course, even practitioners like us who are in the open pulse realm will die without blood support in the body, but if we use the Ganoderma lucidum in the cave to sustain life, we will collapse for a few days. It’s okay.”

"Although this method of Fellow Daoist Gu is dangerous, now that Fellow Daoist Jing'an is on the line of life and death, this is the only way to do it!" Wu Muchen nodded slightly.

There are many young and young Ganoderma lucidum in Zhima Cave. These Ganoderma lucidum are not old enough and it is a dream to use them to improve their cultivation, but they are enough to revive the vitality of Jing'an Taoist.

Half a day later, Taoist Jing'an's breath returned to calmness. A Ganoderma lucidum plant was inserted into his mouth and nose, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, all the blood in Taoist Jing'an's body has been drained, and the whole person is like a skeleton. If he were a mortal, he would have died long ago. However, as a practitioner of the Pulse Opening Realm, as long as his spiritual power is still there, he can maintain his life, and with the help of Ganoderma lucidum Even if he hangs his life, it can last for a few days.

"Thank you, Taoist Gu. I'm very grateful." Taoist Jingquan bowed.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be polite. The eight cities in Chu County are all under the command of the weak water sect. They should support each other." Gu Xiuyun cupped his fists and returned the greeting. "Just relying on Ganoderma lucidum to hang one's life, Taoist friend Jing'an may not be able to survive for long. According to me It is estimated that in seven days at most, the Qi and blood will be exhausted, and there will be no cure."

"According to fellow Taoist, we have to return to Weak Water Sect within seven days?" Mr. Wu frowned slightly.

Only the weak water sect can cure the extremely poisonous beasts in the Kai Pulse Realm. However, the weak water sect is thousands of miles away from Beiqiong Mountain. The journey is long and it is not easy to return to the sect.

Furthermore, there are a large number of monsters outside searching everywhere, looking for traces of them.

Based on the situation in Qiongshan in the north, they will not be able to leave the cave for at least three days.

The Zhima Cave is surrounded by Zhi Qi, which can isolate them from the spiritual power of monsters. If they go outside, they will be noticed by monsters soon, and will be chased by purple-backed monster wolves.

"Fellow Taoist Gu, do you have any idea?" Wu Muchen and Taoist Jingquan looked at Gu Xiuyun.

They unconsciously felt a sense of dependence on this fellow human race they met halfway.

First, they were rescued by Gu Xiuyun from the eyes of the demon bird, and then he took them into the Zhima Cave. Now he also figured out a way to draw blood to temporarily alleviate the crisis of Taoist Jing'an.

It can be said that Gu Xiuyun at this moment is not only mysterious in their hearts, but also omniscient. This situation was also deliberately created by Gu Xiuyun.

Only in this way can we better control the situation and avoid any accidents.

"You two, as the saying goes, the person who ties the bell needs to be tied to untie the bell. The only way now is to find the monster with the poisonous stinger and use its monster blood to dissolve the poison in the body of fellow Taoist Jing'an." Gu Xiuyun pondered for a moment, and then said.

"How is it possible to find that stinging monster?" Taoist Jingquan shook his head.

Beiqiong Mountain is deep and vast, and there are countless monsters hidden there. Even if there is no purple-backed monster wolf chasing them, they will never expect to find the poisonous stinger monster in the vast mountains.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, are you joking?" Mr. Wu asked.

"Of course I have some confidence before I dare to say this method," Gu Xiuyun smiled mysteriously, "I once obtained an ancient method in a ruins, called the Tracer Technique. With this method, I can find the poisonous stinger demon. To find out the whereabouts of the beast, of course, this method requires a medium, such as the skin, flesh and hair of the monster, and the poisonous sting in the body of fellow Taoist Jing'an is the best medium. "

"There are such miraculous arts in the world," Taoist Jingquan's eyes suddenly lit up, "It is a blessing for my two brothers to meet Taoist Friend Gu, otherwise we would all have died in Beiqiong Mountain today!"

"A mere tracking method is not really a miraculous skill," Gu Xiuyun waved his hand, "If you become a strong person in the Douxiao Realm, you can also calculate the whereabouts of others by echoing the spiritual pulse sky gate and the stars. I just used the secret method to steal The little tricks of Douxiao Realm masters."

Wu Lao and Taoist Jingquan nodded slightly.

They also know a little about the methods of Qi Chong Douxiao Realm strongmen. When they have reached that level of cultivation, they are always in contact with the stars, and their perception of the heaven and earth is far greater than that of lower realm practitioners.

It is said that every master in the Douxiao Realm can predict mundane things. This is not Gu Xiuyun's secret method of divination, but a method that comes naturally after reaching a certain level of cultivation.

For example, flying in the clouds and riding the mist is one of the methods used by experts in the Douxiao Realm.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, there is no need to be modest. Although the secret method of tracking is not in the eyes of experts in the Douxiao Realm, it is already very mysterious to practitioners like us in the Opening Pulse Realm. Now it can even save the life of Senior Brother Jing'an. Just for this reason alone , I deserve my sincere thanks.”

Taoist Jingquan took two steps back, bowed and knelt down respectfully, and wanted to kowtow.

Seeing this, Gu Xiuyun quickly used a burst of spiritual power to support his body, "Fellow Taoist Jingquan, you and I are fellow human beings. We should help each other, so why do we need to perform such a grand ceremony."

"Pindao will remember this kindness in his heart. If there is an opportunity in the future, he will definitely repay it even if it means his body is broken into pieces."

Taoist Jingquan was talking, but was interrupted by Wu Lao, "Shh, there seems to be some movement outside the cave?"

Gu Xiuyun and Taoist Jingquan quickly turned their heads to look.

Tsk!

A faint sound came from deep in the earth and rocks, like a group of ants digging holes.

Listening to this voice, Wu Lao's eyes suddenly lit up.

He spread a nearly transparent silk net and buried it on the surface of the earth and rocks. Then, suction came out of the silk net and wrapped a large piece of earth and rock in it.

Wu Lao slapped it with his backhand, and the earth and rocks shattered. A huge Ganoderma lucidum was tightly wrapped in the silk mesh and could no longer break free.

"Purple Qi Ganoderma!" Taoist Jingquan exclaimed repeatedly, "The mushroom cover is so huge. It looks like it must be at least three hundred years old."

"It is indeed a rare old Ganoderma lucidum." Gu Xiuyun was also amazed. He never expected that Mr. Wu, despite his low cultivation level, could actually capture the Purple Qi Ganoderma lucidum.

You must know that Purple Air Ganoderma is naturally magical and completely different from ordinary Ganoderma. After the Purple Air Ganoderma grows, it opens its mind and can walk around underground. It can also blend into the earth, rocks and trees. It is extremely cunning, so it is extremely difficult to catch.

Gu Xiuyun walked for a long time in Beiqiong Mountain, but could not find a single purple spirit ganoderma. This was because they were hidden in wood and rocks. Even if the whereabouts of the ganoderma could be estimated, he could not capture it.

"This three-hundred-year-old Zhizhi plant should have come to the Zhima Cave to breed young Zhizhi." Wu Lao pointed to the root of the old Zhizhi. It was slightly bulging, as if there were buds about to break out of the skin. "On weekdays, It must be hidden deep underground, let alone us, even a strong person in the Douxiao Realm will have a hard time finding it."