King of the Fairy City

"Little Marquis, it's useless! What He An was hit with was 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow'. This poison is extremely violent and attacks very quickly. Even the top martial artist cannot resist it. He An has deep internal strength and has been able to endure until now. Instead, An ordinary warrior would have died long ago. Unless there is an antidote, I can't save him at all."

Housekeeper Cao was helpless in the face of Zheng Yiqing's pleading, with a sad face.

When some of the captive warriors around heard this, they all secretly exchanged looks, ready to move in their hearts.

But no one dared to act rashly.

Even if He An is poisoned, Butler Cao, Master Hou and others are also masters of late martial arts, as well as the big man with cheekbones, the lean warrior, etc. are all Zheng Yiqing's trusted subordinates, so it will not be easy to deal with them.

"Little Marquis! Here is the antidote to 'sorrow when seeing ghosts'."

Poison master Lin Zhi struggled in his heart and thought about it for a long time, but finally decided to hand over the antidote and why An could drive out the poison.

Maybe you can follow Zheng Yiqing and others to go to sea to find immortals, without having to worry about being trapped on this isolated island and facing the increasing number of ferocious sea beasts on the island. This is more promising than sticking to the cave camp with Ye Mo, Gao Jian and others.

"What, you have the antidote?"

Zheng Yiqing was ecstatic and quickly grabbed Lin Zhi's arm, "Quick! Take it out quickly, He An, hurry up!"

"Wait a minute!"

Master Hou suddenly showed suspicion and said, "He An was poisoned by Gui Jianchou, how could you have the antidote in your hand? This is too strange. It can't be fake and you want to kill He An, right?"

"Of course it's a real antidote! I'm a poison master and can make the 'Ghost's Sorrow' poison and its antidote! I found the Ghost's Sorrow poisonous plant on the island, so I made it and carried it with me for self-defense."

The poison master looked suffocated and explained cautiously.

He was afraid that he would spill the beans. If Zheng Yiqing knew that he was the one who gave Ye Mo the poison, he might get into trouble.

Zheng Yiqing waved his hand and interrupted, "Never mind, a dead horse is a living doctor! It's important to save people first, if we don't save them, He An will die!"

He simply didn't believe that Lin Zhi had the guts to deceive him, so he sprinkled half of the antidote on He An's arm wound, poured the other half into He An's mouth, and poured some water into He An's mouth with a water bag.

Then, Zheng Yiqing stared at He An's changes.

Soon, the blackness on He An's face gradually faded, and his complexion was no longer dark, but just looked a little pale.

He gradually regained consciousness, opened his eyes and glanced at Zheng Yiqing, but his whole body was still numb and extremely weak. Seeing that he was safe, he didn't say much.

"He An finally woke up! Great!"

Zheng Yiqing was overjoyed. Seeing that He An's poison was removed, he felt relieved and gradually became calmer.

"Lin Zhi, you just said that you have researched this poison? Then prepare the 'Ghost Sees Sorrow' poison now. I will retaliate and let that guy have a taste of this poison!"

Zheng Yiqing groaned in anger and turned back to the poison apothecary.

"I'm afraid this won't work."

The Poison Master smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking about how to explain this.

"Why?"

Zheng Yiqing was surprised.

"He has the 'Gui Jianchou' poison in his hand, and he also has the antidote... I only found Gui Jianchou, a potent poisonous weed on this island. The other poisonous weeds are too low-grade and too weak, and can be forced out of the body by internal energy." , it’s hard to be effective.”

The poison master said helplessly.

Even if he deliberately concealed the fact that Ye Mo had the antidote in his hand, when he went to attack the camp with real guns and knives, all of this would be exposed sooner or later, and the consequences would be even more serious.

"It couldn't be you who gave it to him! No need to defend! People who engage in the profession of poison master are extremely rare. It is rare to have you alone. It is impossible for two poison masters to appear on this small broken island, and only you can make it." Make a poison that brings sorrow to ghosts."

Master Hou narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You gave that boy the Guijianchou poison, and you used the antidote to He An to detoxify it, and the two of them sat on the wall and swayed left and right. How on earth do you feel at ease?!"

"What? Did you give the 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow' poison to that guy named Ye? Bastard, if it weren't for your poison, He An was so poisoned that he retreated defeated. I would have captured that kid's camp today! Could it be that? Are you secretly colluding with that guy? "

Zheng Yiqing was taken aback, veins suddenly stood up on his face, and he yelled angrily at the Poison Master. If the Poison Master hadn't had many of his men working in the prison camp, he would have wanted to kill the Poison Master with a knife.

The poison master was unable to defend himself and was spat on.

He lowered his head and retreated, his face distorted. Feeling the mocking gazes from the warriors and prisoners around him, he couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart.

He began to regret why he didn't stay in Ye Mo's camp just now. At least he had some friendship and didn't have to lose face by being scolded here.

Zheng Yiqing could not use poison to attack the camp, so he had to give up the idea and led the warriors back to the prisoner camp to rush out a batch of spirit wood shields.

He An had just finished expelling the poison, and his body was extremely weak and needed to be nursed back to health. Most of the other dozen or so warriors were wounded by arrows and guns and needed time to heal. There will be no way to continue attacking the cave camp for a while.

..

Dusk ended, and night enveloped the sky.

The starry sky is vast, full of stars, dotted with starlight, and a Milky Way hangs in the sky.

"In a few days, we should be able to reach the ninth level of the body refining stage!!"

Ye Mo stood silently on the short wooden arrow tower in the middle of the camp, taking turns to look out, savoring the hard struggle on the island during this period, and feeling a little emotional. My mind suddenly drifted to the distant memories of my childhood.

When he was seven years old, in the early winter of the Wu Kingdom, there was heavy snow, the sky and the earth were white, and the snow covered thousands of miles. The snowflakes are falling slowly, as colorful as fallen flowers, and it is so beautiful.

"Moer, Dad is going to the battlefield to kill the enemy. You have to take good care of you and mom at home."

"Don't forget to exercise every day. When Dad gets rewarded for his meritorious service on the battlefield, I will buy you a good martial arts secret book when I come back! Dad is waiting for the day when Moer becomes a top warrior, a general of the Wu Kingdom, and brings honor to the family!"

That day, the middle-aged man in the uniform of a Wu Kingdom soldier caressed the child standing at the door lovingly. Even though he was just an ordinary soldier of the Wu Kingdom, he still hoped that his son could become a general in charge of thousands of troops.

"His father, come back early!"

A woman stood beside the child, her eyes full of tears, but she tried her best to restrain her tears from flowing out.

The child snuggled up to his mother, watching his father walk farther and farther away, he did not cry or make a fuss.

He knew that his father went to the battlefield and survived a life-threatening situation.

He saw the tears in his mother's eyes, in the crystal, there was the back of a middle-aged man.

Getting smaller and smaller, but getting deeper and deeper. Until he disappeared, he knew that it was not a real disappearance, but hiding in his mother's heart.

A few months passed, and it was winter.

The war was not going well, and the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom returned one after another, carrying back corpses. One of them was Ye Mo's father, who was shot by seven arrows just to be the first to attack the enemy's city.

His mother vomited blood on the spot, was extremely sad and angry, and had blood clots in her heart. She died of depression half a year later.

But before she died, she still told Ye Mo to fulfill his father's last wish, which was to become a top warrior, a general, and bring honor to the family.

He was eight years old that year, and had just learned to make fire, cook, chop wood, wash clothes, fetch water... and remember his parents' last wishes.

He worked in the Wu Kingdom Inn for half a year, earned dozens of copper coins, and bought the cheapest "Zhanlang Jue" martial arts secret book at a street stall.

He made a wooden sword with wood himself.

Then, he made a living alone in Wu State, practicing the Zhanlang Jue for ten years in the rivers.

"I will soon reach the peak of a warrior! Although I have not become a general of Wu State, if I find the East Sea Fairy Village and become an immortal one day, it will bring more glory to my family than becoming a general!"

Ye Mo whispered to himself.

A bonfire lit up in the cave camp, and the warriors laughed and talked around the bonfire, disrupting Ye Mo's long-lost memories.

He stayed in the watchtower for an hour, and others took turns.

Now there are nearly ten people in the cave camp, and each person only needs to stand guard for an hour, and rest the rest of the time to keep energetic.

Ye Mo got off the short wooden arrow tower, walked to the bonfire and sat down, listening to other warriors talking.

Since killing the young demon crab a few nights ago, the island has been very peaceful at night these days, and almost no sea beasts have come to invade Ye Mo's camp. Only occasionally, one or two small sea snakes would come to the cave camp and add a dish of "roasted snake meat" for Ye Mo and others. It must be said that sea snake meat is still very delicious, tender and tasty.

It was very quiet tonight. No sea beasts appeared. Everyone gathered around the campfire to chat, talking about their life experiences, martial arts training, and dreams of cultivating immortals.

This island is quite boring. There is nothing else to do at night except chatting.

After a while of conversation, Ye Mo learned about the origins of Gao Jian and his group. Almost all of them were warriors from Yan State. Yan State is a country bordering Wu State where he is. Among the dozens of countries around Wu State, Yan State is not very strong.

Mo Ling, Wang Hu, Yang You and others are from Donglai State. Donglai State is close to the sea and is considered a very powerful country.

Only Ye Mo came from the farthest Wu State.

What surprised Ye Mo the most was that there were actually immortals in the secular world, but the number was extremely rare. Moreover, they almost did not ask about the world, their whereabouts were secretive, and few people knew about them.

However, they frequently interacted with the high-ranking royal families of various countries, and occasionally selected some disciples with excellent qualifications from some powerful noble families or big gangs in the rivers and lakes to be their apprentices and take them to the East China Sea islands to cultivate immortality.

This is why a large number of legends about the East China Sea Immortal Village spread.

As for the children of common people, they would not accept them. Even if they were gifted to the point of being a demon, they would need extremely high immortal affinity, otherwise it would be in vain.

The body-hardening herbs needed to cultivate a high-level warrior were enough to bankrupt an ordinary large family.

Not to mention the herbs and spiritual medicines needed to cultivate a cultivator, which were difficult to estimate and consumed a lot of cultivation resources.

That's why they chose those big gangs or nobles, because only they could provide such precious body-hardening herbs to cultivate a peak warrior at the ninth level of body refining.

The warriors chatted for a long time, gradually became sleepy, and fell asleep in the cave.