The Second Immortal Road

　　 Han Ming had a general understanding of the poison in the Black Guard. He didn't expect that the poison was very similar to a combination poison that Hua Lao had researched decades ago, and both had extremely strong resistance.

Han Ming once unintentionally turned to Hua Lao's personal medical book, which recorded similar poisons and the preparation methods of antidote. Although the poisons in these black guards were not the kind of combined poisons recorded by Hua Lao, there were still quite a few. In similar places, Han Ming is still confident that he will come up with the antidote formula within one day.

However, some black guards obviously can't hold on for a day, and the detoxification pills used by these black guards to prolong their lives have been almost consumed in the past few days. Most of the black guards can't support it anymore, and the detoxification pills that Han Ming brought with him are also extremely Limited, not enough for hundreds of Black Guards to take together.

Han Ming frowned unconsciously. He turned his head and looked at the black guards lying on the floor. His eyes were a bit complicated. These black guards are all elites of the sect of the transformation, and there is no loss. Otherwise, the big brother is afraid of not. Good to take over Huayimen!

　　 Most of these black guards were unconscious, only a few of them squinted slightly, and they were half awake, their damp clothes clinging to their bodies, they looked like corpses everywhere.

The Black Guard’s team doctor has been following Han Ming. When he saw Han Ming, his face was happy for a while, and his eyebrows were frowned for a while, and he was entangled. He was not good at asking Han Ming, because he was afraid that it would disturb Han Ming's thoughts and affect his thoughts.

"I'm afraid that the antidote cannot be prepared according to the conventional method! This time I am going to bleed heavily." Han Ming sighed slightly, glanced at the unconscious black guard, smiled bitterly in his heart, and turned his head to the entourage. The doctor said: "The poison I just wanted is the poison in them. Give me some."

The middle-aged scribe whispered to the outside of the cave, and a young man in black robe in his twenties ran in with his head down. Although this young man was wearing a black robe, he was not the black guard of the Zhu family. The young scribes' disciples and the like.

　　 The black-robed young man trot into the cave, and the middle-aged scribe asked, "The poison I told you to take. Bring it. Master will use it."

　　 "Here, it was extracted from the black guard not long ago." The young man stretched out his hand and took out a small white medicine bag in his arms, and then exited the cave very well.

　　 "You go out too," Han Ming looked at the middle-aged scribe.

When the middle-aged scribe heard Han Ming's words, he was surprised at first, but he immediately understood. He secretly guessed that Master Ming should use some unique detoxification methods for the old and the Chinese. It is not easy for him to be an outsider watching. After he understood, this The middle-aged scribe immediately withdrew from the cave. He wouldn't have the idea of ​​peeking and learning. This would cost his life.

　　 "Big brother, for your sake, I am going to lose a lot this time." Han Ming smiled bitterly.

　　 Han Ming put his right hand into his arms, and after a while, he took out a packet of medicine powder. He opened the medicine bag and waved his hand, and the package of medicine powder was thrown into the air. But the strange thing is that these medicine powder did not fall to the ground, and it has been floating in the air, and slowly spreading throughout the cave.

　　 The packet of medicine powder spread to the entire cave completely after little effort. After a while, all the black guards except Han Ming in the entire cave fell into a deep sleep.

　　 "This Ecstasy is really easy to use, but it's too conspicuous, and it's not easy to use in actual combat!" Han Ming said to himself.

Han Ming scanned the entire cave with satisfaction, and then swiped his index finger to his waist, and a half-inch-long wound appeared on his index finger. He inserted the injured index finger into the bag of poisonous powder and let the toxins in the poisonous powder be left alone. Follow the wound into the body.

Those poisonous powders quickly merged into Han Ming's index finger. It was only a matter of two or three breaths. Han Ming felt a numbness from the index finger, and then it became extremely itchy, and the itchy itch went straight to his arm. It spread, and at the same time some black poisonous spots began to appear on his arm.

　　 Han Ming chuckled, and sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and feeling the situation in his body.

　　 About half an hour later, Han Ming stood up. At this time, the poison spots on his body disappeared completely, and the wound on his index finger no longer bleeds.

Han Ming walked to the side of the quilt and took out a package from the quilt. His fingers flew like a fly. He only took a breath to untie the knot on the package, and then he took out dozens of bottles and cans from the inside. .

　　 Han Ming bowed his head and fiddled for a while, and then selected five bottles containing half a bottle of powder. He unplugged the bottles and placed the five bottles neatly on the ground.

　　 Han Ming looked at the bottles with satisfaction, and then swiped his index finger to his waist. The original half-inch wound was stretched two or three times longer, and blood poured out quickly.

　　 He put his index finger on the mouth of the bottle, and let the blood flow out of the bottle. Han Ming's hand was not light on himself, the wound on his index finger was not small, and the blood was flowing into the bottle, filling a small bottle quickly, his index finger moved again and placed on the second bottle mouth to continue bleeding .

　　 It didn't take long for those bottles to be filled. At this time, Han Ming moved his index finger away. The thumb and **** pinched the index finger to the middle, and the index finger no longer bleeds.

Han Ming picked up one of the bottles and shook it lightly. The original bright red blood quickly changed color. After two or three breaths, it turned into a pale yellow with a fragrance of flowers and plants. The fragrance was very refreshing. It was tempting, and Han Ming couldn't help but swallowed twice.

　　 "Blessed are you guys, even I want to take two sips." Han Ming muttered to himself, and then began to feed the liquid in the bottle to the black guards.

　　 After a short time, the antidote in the bottle has bottomed out, but there are still more than half of the black guards who have not taken it. Han Ming looked at the unconscious black guard, and couldn't help but smile again.

　　 Rested for a while, Han Ming put a few more bottles of blood according to the previous steps, and after configuring it as an antidote, he fed it to the black guards who fell to the ground.

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For two hours, Han Ming walked out of the cave slowly. At this time, his steps were extremely vain, he seemed to be floating step by step, and his face was extremely pale, as if he was suffering from a serious illness, but he looked very much like Senior Brother Qi. That look crooked.

　　 There were many people waiting outside the cave. Most of them were the Jiazi Black Guards who temporarily led the Black Guards. Seeing Han Ming walking out of the cave vainly, the group immediately surrounded him to support him.

　　 Seeing Han Ming weakly walking out of the cave, these Jiazi black guards became nervous at once, wondering if he had successfully detoxified.

　　 Although these Jiazi black guards wanted to know the status of the poisoned black guards, they did not ask.

　　 Han Ming slightly looked at the people coming around, and found that eight or nine of them were black guards of the Jiazi number. According to the rules of Huayimen, each Jiazi black guard can command 90 black guards, and there are a total of five or six hundred black guards here, which means that the biggest eight or nine people here are waiting for him.

　　 "Oh, you are all here." Han Mingqiang said in a spirited manner, but he lost too much blood and was really lacking in energy. He looked weak, and looked like he was seriously ill.

　　 "Master Ming, what's the matter with you, why is your face so pale? Could it be that you are poisoned!" A black guard hurriedly stepped forward. If something happened to Han Ming, they would not be able to bear the anger of Hua Lao.

　　 "It's okay, it's just that I'm over-fatigued and internally overdrawn, and I have lost some internal yuan. Just take a half day's rest. Find a quiet place for me to rest."

"There is a small cave over there. It was originally the place of discussion. It is heavily guarded. Don't worry about the danger. Master Ming, go there!" The Jiazi black guard said again. This Jiazi black guard seems to be the identity. Not low, the other Jiazi Black Wei faintly headed by him.

"Okay, take me there. By the way, the black guards in the cave have different levels of poisoning, and the time it takes to detoxify is naturally different. Some of the poisoned ones are already cured, and the poison spots on their bodies will be around three or four hours. When it fades, you will house the detoxified ones separately. Some of them are deeply poisoned and the toxicity is not easy to pull out, but fortunately, the toxicity has been suppressed. It will not occur within three or four days. I will give you one within one day. Zhang Yaofang can completely remove the toxicity by dispensing the above medicines." Han Ming said weakly, this time it really hurt some vitality, I am afraid that it will not be good and complete in four or five days.

These Jiazi black guards had no hope of Han Ming's detoxification. They only hoped that Han Ming would not be surprised. But who knows that Han Ming suddenly said that he could formulate the antidote, and also helped some black guards detoxify. How can this make them not pleasantly surprised.

Han Ming was about to put on the poncho and leave, but a black guard took out a black tarp umbrella from somewhere and put it on Han Ming's head. Seeing this, Han Ming stopped wasting energy in wearing the poncho and immediately Supported by this black guard, he walked out.

"A Fifth, you said that Young Master Ming really poisoned the yin and yang person in the spy. Without the yin and yang person poison master, we will soon be able to kill all the offspring of the Jiayue country." A Jiazi Black Guard waited for Han When Ming walked far away, he immediately turned to ask another Jiazi Black Guard. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Yeah, I said that Master Ming's poison technique is amazing, and he will surely remove these poisons. On the way here, he used poison twice to turn the tide, and he poisoned the yin and yang man by the way when he rescued Jia Qi. You are still half-believing. Now, the facts are here."

　　 "What are you arguing about, don't go into the cave to see what the situation is, the seventh grade was hit by the Suzaku thorn. Whether you can survive or not is a matter of two things."

　　 "Yes, go in and have a look."

　　 A group of Jiazi Black Guards rushed into the cave together and checked the poisoned black guards.

　　 Half an hour later, as Han Ming said, thirty or forty people woke up leisurely, and the black poisonous spots on their bodies disappeared.

　　 Black guards' team doctors checked one by one, and came to a conclusion that these waking black guards were completely normal except for a little bit of weakness, and the poison in their bodies was really relieved.

　　 And the condition of the water swallow Jiaqi is also much better. Although he is still unconscious, but fortunately, his breathing is steady and his heart pulse is normal. In the case of no accidents, the life of this water swallow is also saved.

　　 These black guards naturally also added this credit to Han Ming, but the main thing was not Han Ming's credit. It was the water swallow who was physically strong and strong-willed, and persisted for the most dangerous period of time.

Previously, most of the black guards didn’t really value Han Ming. They only protected him because Han Ming was the young master of the Zhu family, or he was a disciple of the old Hua, that’s all, but now they respect the Zhu family from their hearts. The young master is a kind of respect for the strong, and certainly not the aspect of martial arts strength.

　　 "By the way, Master Ming seems to have lost his vitality, pick a few good ones, and catch some game meat for the young master." I don't know who said.