The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

Xiao Fan said nervously, "Let's talk this out."

The disciple stood up, panting, and said, "Half a month ago, a strange fog suddenly appeared deep in the Qingyun Mountains. Anyone who got close to it fell into a coma, and more than ten herb-gathering disciples have already perished in it."

The Valley Master went to investigate personally, and returned with a grim expression, saying that the mist contained a rare and unprecedented poison that even he couldn't cure.

"Poison?" Xiao Fan frowned.

"I don't know about that. However, the Valley Master said that the poison was not ordinary, but rather... deliberately administered by someone."

The disciple whispered, "The Valley Master suspects that someone is conducting some dangerous experiment on Mount Qingyun."

Xiao Fan and Xiao Zhankui looked at each other in bewilderment.

Qingyun Mountain belongs to Medicine King Valley and has been peaceful for hundreds of years. If there is a problem there, it is either a naturally occurring poison or someone is secretly causing trouble.

"Wait a moment." Xiao Fan got up, returned to his room, changed into clean clothes, and took some pills he didn't usually need. He walked out of the courtyard and saw Yun Ruoxi standing there looking at him.

She asked, "Are you leaving again?"

"Go to Qingyun Mountain and check on my uncle," Xiao Fan said, stepping forward and taking the other person's hand. "I'll be back within half a month."

Yun Ruoxi didn't stop him, and tiptoed to straighten his clothes: "Be careful."

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then turned and walked into the courtyard.

Han Fei was already standing at the door, leading two horses, his face full of excitement: "Brother Xiao, do you have work to do again?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me."

At the speed of Donglin City, it would take five days to reach Qingyun Mountain.

Xiao Fan and Han Fei traveled non-stop and finally arrived at Medicine King Valley on the evening of the fifth day.

Su He was already waiting at the valley entrance. He looked much more haggard than when he last saw Xiao Fan. After seeing Xiao Fan, he let out a long sigh of relief, looking as if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"Fan'er, this time, your uncle really has no choice."

Xiao Fan followed Su He into the valley hall and found a large pile of medicinal herbs and some experimental records on the table. Su He personally poured him tea before explaining the whole story.

"The place where the clouds and mist appeared is Luoxia Valley, which is 30 miles north of the main peak of Qingyun Mountain."

Su He pointed to a place on the map, "Half a month ago, two disciples who were gathering herbs accidentally wandered in. When they returned, they were cold all over and unconscious."

My subordinates had them taken back for treatment, but they discovered an extremely thin line of ice in both of their meridians, preventing their spiritual energy from circulating…

"Ice silk?" He frowned.

"Yes, it's like a spider web, but much finer than spider silk." Su He's expression was solemn. "In all my years, I've never seen anything like it. It looks like a kind of Gu poison, or a mixture of cold poisons."

Xiao Fan's heart was pounding.

Gu? Cold Qi?

He remembered clearly the Gu poison techniques of Granny Miao in the Southern Frontier and the icy cultivation methods practiced by Yin Tianyuan in the Northern Lands. How could these two things appear simultaneously deep within Qingyun Mountain?

"Uncle, how are those disciples who were poisoned doing now?"

"I temporarily sealed their meridians with my spiritual power. If we can't find the root cause, they won't even live for a month."

Xiao Fan stood up and said, "Take me to Sunset Valley."

Su He hesitated, then said, "It's getting late now, and the fog in the valley is at its thickest, making it extremely dangerous."

"It's alright." Xiao Fan took out a bottle of antidote pills and a bottle of self-defense pills. "Don't worry."

Su He couldn't persuade Xiao Fan otherwise, so he had no choice but to personally lead more than ten disciples from Medicine King Valley to Luoxia Valley. This time, he really had no other option.

The depth and richness of Sunset Valley far exceeded Xiao Fan's imagination.

There are cliffs on both sides, and the valley is lush with vegetation. The deeper you go, the dimmer the light becomes.

After walking for about half an hour, a thin layer of gray mist suddenly appeared ahead. The mist was very thin and seemed to be seeping from underground.

"We've arrived." Su He stopped. "The fog will get even thicker ahead."

Xiao Fan squatted down, dipped his finger in the white mist, and smelled it.

He couldn't discern any particular flavor, but the moment his true essence touched the mist, the Qiankun Creation Cauldron in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled and emitted a golden light.

poison!

Moreover, the structure of this poison is also very ingenious, seemingly carefully formulated, possessing both the freezing power of icy coldness, the corrosive power of Gu poison on the meridians, and a faint paralyzing effect.

With these three things combined, it's no wonder that Medicine King Valley was helpless.

Xiao Fan stood up, activated the Qiankun Refining God Technique, released his divine soul power, and ventured into the depths of the mist.

His spirit followed the mist downwards, passing through layer after layer of walls, until he finally "saw" something.

It was a black lotus growing on a giant rock.

The lotus roots are deeply embedded in the crevices of the rocks, and a faint gray mist constantly rises from the lotus petals, which is the source of this mist.

Beside the black lotus, Xiao Fan sensed a figure.

A figure was huddled in a crevice in the rocks, covered in frost, and its breath was extremely faint.

Xiao Fan withdrew his divine soul power, turned around, and looked solemn.

"Below is a black lotus, from which black mist emanates. Beside it stands a person, whose aura is faint."

Su He's expression froze instantly: "Her? Who would go there?"

"I don't know." Xiao Fan took out a few pills from his storage ring and distributed them to everyone. "Take the antidote pills and the protective pills, and stay with me. The poisonous fog at the bottom of the valley is quite thick, so be careful not to inhale it."

The group took the pills, lined up, and followed Xiao Fan cautiously into the depths of the valley.

The deeper you go, the denser the fog becomes. In the end, it almost solidifies, and the area within sight is no more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Xiao Fan took the lead, pushing the Qiankun Refining God Technique to its limit, forming a thin layer of true essence shield in the poisonous fog, providing a safe passage for everyone.

After walking for about half an hour, the fog ahead suddenly began to thin. Xiao Fan looked up and saw the blue stone that he had just "seen" with his divine sense right in front of him.

This is a piece of bluestone about ten feet in diameter, with a smooth, mirror-like surface.

The black lotus grew in the cracks of the rocks, its petals opening and closing, with each opening and closing causing new mist to rise.

Beside the lotus flower was a figure leaning against the stone wall, covered with a thin layer of white frost, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes closed, his face pale and his features obscured.

Xiao Fan stepped forward, squatted down, and carefully examined the person.