Martial Doctor Supreme

Shennong Ding is an ancient treasure in Chinese myths and legends.

Yang Mu glanced at Long Qi behind him.

Yang Mu couldn't hear the conversation between Xiang Yuan and Long Qi at all.

And, don't forget, it is said that Shennong died in the end because he took too many poisonous weeds, and the poison was too deep! "

The hearts of everyone in Nantianmen jumped, worried that this treasure of Huaxia would fall into the hands of the other party, and they were also worried that this treasure might contain some kind of strange power. Once obtained by the other party, it would bring great trouble to themselves and others!

Yang Mu said: "Okay. Then I won't touch this thing, just walk in and take a look, it's all right?"

However, he failed to pull the old man away, but after touching the old man, he screamed, his body twitched, his face was hideous, and his eyes were full of pain.

"what--!!"

Xiang Yuan said anxiously: "No! When that guy met his master just now, what happened to the tragic scene, didn't you see it?"

"This...what the hell is this?" A middle-aged man from Nantianmen took two steps back in shock. Although the others seemed calm, they were also shocked and dumbfounded.

This Brahma Sect leader is more than one step stronger than them, and in the blink of an eye he became a corpse!

"Stop! This is a treasure belonging to our China."

In the mouth of the old man, a sharp scream suddenly sounded, making everyone's heart tremble again.

"Don't touch him!"

But soon, he overturned this speculation.

Yang Mu stopped and looked at the ancient cauldron, which was suddenly filled with a blue halo. He sensed the aura around him, and suddenly rioted and gathered towards this side.

Long Qi's face turned pale: "Then we should hurry up and pull him over! As long as you stay away from this thing, he will be fine."

He was like an insect that had fallen into a spider's web. He suddenly felt that his body could not move, and then his brain buzzed, his consciousness quickly blurred, and his original incomparably keen perception was completely lost in an instant, only the unbearable pain appeared all over the body. .

However, Xiang Yuan, Long Qi and others knew that many things in myths might actually exist.

Yang Mu has turned into an afterimage and swept towards the old man.

Even though he was so cautious, he still got caught. Could it be that he really wanted to explain it here today?

Xiang Yuan came back to his senses and took a deep breath: "This thing is definitely not simple, but how could it be Shennong Ding? Legend has it that Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs and hung a pot to save the world. He was called the ancestor of medicine. How could his Shennong Ding be possible? Is it such a vicious thing?"

Seeing the old man's painful face, Yang Mu suspected that the other party made Gu Ding recognize the master successfully, but this process of recognizing the master will be accompanied by some pain.

Not only did the old man look in pain, but his body also changed accordingly.

"Don't you know many languages ​​and characters, do you recognize what's written on it?"

Only then did Long Qi let go of his hand.

After a while, the old man exhaled more and took in less, and he was about to die.

She followed behind Yang Mu and walked towards the ancient bronze cauldron. She was also very curious about this strange and terrifying bronze cauldron.

Yang Mu looked at her and said with a smile: "You care so much about me? Don't worry. From the performance just now, the reason why the two of them were drained of blood was because they both had wounds on their bodies, and I didn't have any wounds on my body. No blood flow, no danger!"

There is a treatment method in Chinese medicine called fighting poison with poison. Some poisons, when used well, are magical medicines that save people, but when used badly, they are poisons that hurt people!

The ancient bronze cauldron was still an ancient treasure that made their hearts fascinate just now, but at this moment, it was like a deadly Yama, and they didn't even dare to take a step closer.

Seeing this scene, Yang Mu couldn't help but think of the kind of people who were drained by monsters in some classical mythological stories.

Of course, it may not be as magical as the legend, but it is definitely possible.

Long Qi's eyes were round, and her heartbeat missed half a beat, just because she saw Yang Mu's body, a faint blood mist suddenly spread out and gathered towards the bronze ancient cauldron.

Seeing the old man press the blood-seeking palm on the bronze tripod, the expressions of everyone present changed in shock.

Long Qi carefully looked at the dense symbols on the surface of the ancient cauldron, shook his head and said:

How can such mythical things really exist in reality?

Yang Mu's expression seemed to freeze, his facial features gradually distorted, and he seemed to be enduring intense pain.

If it were an ordinary person, they would only think that the master and apprentice of the Brahma Sect probably had something wrong with their minds, and even thought this ancient bronze cauldron was a Shennong cauldron.

Yang Mu walked to the bronze ancient tripod and looked at the symbols on the surface of the ancient tripod curiously.

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Long Qi reached out and grabbed him, frowned, "Don't go! It's too dangerous."

This time, Yang Mu and others could see clearly.

At first, Little Brahma thought that the old man had successfully recognized the master, and his face was full of ecstasy, but he soon realized that something was wrong, his expression changed greatly, he stepped forward and grabbed the old man's shoulder, and wanted to pull the old man away from the bronze ancient tripod.

He was already as thin as a dead tree. At this moment, there was not much flesh and blood on his body, as if it was being continuously drawn away, and there was no blood at all. His eyes quickly turned gray and sunken, as if a A mummified corpse.

Long Qi immediately reached out to pull Yang Mu.

As the blood flowed out, Little Brahma's face gradually turned gray.

In just over ten seconds, the master and apprentice of the Brahma Sect had all turned into skinny mummified corpses, and there was no movement at all.

Long Qi still held Yang Mu's hand, frowned and said, "If there is a wound on the body, the blood will be sucked dry, but it doesn't mean that if there is no wound, there will be no accident!"

Yang Mu shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. For example, Shennong used countless herbs and saved countless lives! But among the herbs he used, there must be some highly poisonous things.

While speaking, he walked towards the bronze ancient tripod step by step.

"what--!!"

"Looks a bit similar to Oracle, but very different. Wait a minute, take a photo, take it back to a group of professionals to study it - what's wrong with you? Yang Mu! Can you hear me, what's wrong with you? ?"

"master?"

Xiao Brahma was cleaned up by Yang Mu before, and he had a lot of wounds on his body. At this moment, he saw the wounds on his body, bursts of blood gushing out, and flew to the inside of the bronze ancient cauldron.

But because of the momentary shock when he heard "Shen Nong Ding", after all, he was a step slower, unable to stop the old man's bloody palm from pressing it on the bronze tripod!

Not to mention taking a step, even blinking his eyes, he can't do it now.

The situation of the old man at this time is exactly the same as that situation!

"Perhaps, we all guessed wrong! This ghost can devour the blood of human beings. It doesn't rely on the wound at all, and it doesn't need to be touched. As long as it is close to it to a certain extent, something will happen!"

Xiang Yuan rushed forward, quickly grabbed Long Qi and looked at Yang Mu in horror.

"Stop him now!"

"Is he really recognized as the master?"