Chapter 1720 Star-Moon Clan [8]

After a while, several elixir masters hurried to the Hall of Prayer for the Moon, and when they saw Xing Zipeng, they asked, "Master Xing, are you looking for us to discuss something important?"

"I have been poisoned by a strange poison. See if you can find out what kind of poison it is, and if you can prepare an antidote." Xing Zipeng said with a gloomy face, and stretched out his hand.

One of the six elixir masters stepped forward, with a hint of arrogance on his old face, "Let me come, there is no poison in the world that can take down my Yang San."

"Yang San, the poison on the young master's body must be extraordinary, otherwise it is impossible to find it with the young master's strength, you should observe carefully." An old man with gray hair and a handsome face said.

Yang San snorted coldly when he heard the words, his cloudy and small eyes flashed with dissatisfaction: "Yu Pengqing, you don't need to say this, I will naturally treat the young master with my heart, the young master is from our Xingyue Sect Hope is the future suzerain."

Yu Pengqing shook his head, didn't speak any more, but stepped aside, and the other four elderly alchemists who were traveling with him stood aside without saying a word.

The conflict between Yang San and Yu Pengqing is not a day or two, I am afraid that it is not easy to resolve, once there is an opportunity to compete, Yang San will immediately show his deep feelings. fighting spirit.

Yang San went to the table and sat down, catching Xing Zipeng's pulse with his fingers, his originally relaxed brows gradually frowned, his eyes showed seriousness, and the change in his expression also made Xing Zipeng's complexion gradually It became difficult to look, Shen Sheng asked: "Elder Yang, what's the matter?"

"Wait for me to take a closer look." Yang San frowned.

The air became quiet in an instant, and the faces of the other four alchemists also became a little dignified, and they were a little curious, what kind of poison the young master was poisoned by, Yang San couldn't even see it for a while! Yang San's alchemy is not low, the realm of the eleventh-rank alchemy emperor is one step away from becoming an alchemy god, and Yang San is also quite accomplished in poison art, even he is stumped at this moment!

It can be seen that things are a little tricky!

After a long while, Yang San let go of his hand, his face was still cold, and there was a trace of decadence and depression in his low voice, "Young master, this poison is very strange, it looks a little like poison, but it doesn't look like poison at the same time. Find out what kind of poison this is..."

Just now he looked arrogant and didn't take this poison seriously, but now he was slapped in the face by Chi Guoguo, which made him very depressed.

"Even you don't know what poison it is?" Hearing this, Xing Zipeng spoke a little irritably, with a look of reluctance in his eyes. Could it be that this poison is really unsolvable in the world? He is clear about Yang San's alchemy. There are two departments in Xingyuezong, Martial Hall and Pill Pavilion. The Pill Pavilion is managed by Yang San and Yu Pengqing. It was refined by the two of them, or some intractable diseases, as long as Yang San and Yu Pengqing came forward, almost nothing could not be solved.

Now even Yang San doesn't know what poison it is!

Xing Zipeng glanced at Yu Peng who was opposite and said, "Elder Yu, come and show me."

"Yes, young master." Yu Pengqing nodded respectfully, stepped forward, and felt Xing Zipeng's pulse.

After a while, his face was the same as Yang San's before, and they were tightly twisted together. After a while, Yu Pengqing also let go of his hand, shook his head, and said truthfully: "This poison is very strange, and I am also the first This is the first time I have seen such a strange poison, and the person who can refine such a poison must be quite powerful."

The other four people also stepped forward to give Xing Zipeng a diagnosis and treatment, and they all said the same thing as Yang San and Yu Pengqing.

"Damn bitch!"

Xing Zipeng's eyes flashed fiercely, after he got rid of the poison, he must ruthlessly ravage her, then suck her energy dry, and slowly torture her to death!

"Young master, didn't you just come back yesterday? How did you get poisoned? Who have you come into contact with before?" Yang San asked.

"This young master mainly knows who poisoned him, so why do I need to find you?" Xing Zipeng was so angry that he scolded Yang San for a moment. If they knew that he was raped by a woman because of his lust poison, and was threatened and had no way to resist, so where would he put his face? How could he have any face to stay in this Xingyuezong?

Therefore, Xing Zipeng did not tell the truth to them.

Yang San's face suddenly became ugly, Xing Zipeng dared to scold him in front of so many people! No matter what, he is the eleventh rank Pill Emperor! Since he practiced alchemy, no one has ever dared to scold him like this, not to give him face, let alone a junior! So what if Xing Zipeng is the young master of Xingyue Sect? In his eyes, he was nothing more than a little furry child!

Even if the suzerain sees him, he still has to show some face! What is his star Zipeng?

Seeing that Yang San was not happy anymore, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became dignified, very depressing.

"Young master, this poison is really weird. Give us two days to study it carefully, and maybe we can find an antidote." Yu Pengqing immediately came out to smooth things over.

"Okay, then I'll give you two days." Xing Zipeng waved his hand impatiently, even Yu Pengqing's face darkened at this moment, this Xing Zipeng really took himself too seriously!

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, Xing Zipeng summoned Yang San, Yu Pengqing and other six alchemists again, but in these two days, they didn't even analyze what kind of poison it was, let alone detoxify it .

"Trash! A bunch of trash! What use does Xingyue Sect need you? After raising you for so many years, you can't cure this little poison!!" Xing Zipeng was completely furious, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were even more icy cold.

"Since we are trash, please don't look for us anymore, young master! We can't do anything about this poison, you'd better hire someone else!" Yang San was not happy anymore, he didn't know how to refine it for Xingyue Sect all these years How many pills, how many people have been saved, and now he is called a waste because he can't detoxify, so disrespecting him, it's really abominable!

Even the suzerain dare not say that about them!

Flicking his sleeves, Yang San left angrily.

"Young master, if you want to get rid of this poison, I'm afraid the only way is to find the person who poisoned you." Yu Pengqing persuaded him kindly, and then left. Looking for scolding here, they all turned around and left, which made Xing Zipeng even more annoyed.

"A bunch of trash!" Xing Zipeng was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He hadn't rested well in the past two days. I've never been so worried!

Really mad at him!

It's so uncomfortable to have your life in someone else's hands!