Everyone who uses poison is familiar with poison, but their minds will be affected to a little more or less. As a master of poison, or a top-notch powerful person who uses poison, it is naturally no exception.

Hundreds of years ago, the old man from Xidu was more irritable and often killed people. The most terrifying thing was... not one or two people he killed, and sometimes poisons were on a large scale.

The reason why his mind and nature are problematic is because he has been dealing with poisons for many years.

If you want to restore his temperament to normal, you naturally have to start from your mood. The old monk Jiewu’s approach is very simple. He directly blocked him in a cave, let him face the wall and think about his mistakes and repair his mood.

But who knew that the old man from Xidu not only did not repair his mood, but his mood became worse and worse. Now it is so serious that it is a bit divided.

In the previous world, this was a patient with a schizophrenia, and it was the most dangerous and extreme schizophrenia, who often killed people, and this was not a good person.

The old monk Jiewu grabbed him by his side, just to use this time to see if he could repair the mood of the old man Xi Du.

After all, the reason why the old man Xi Du became like this is actually because of the old monk Jiewu.

An hour passed quickly, and then Zhao Yu and his group continued to rush.

Fengchi's electric shock was still there, and the Earth Tiger seemed to feel guilty because she was scared before and was accidentally poisoned. She ran... faster.

That speed was one point faster than when I first came out.

In the carriage, after listening to the words of the old monk Jiewu, Zhao Yu couldn't help but sigh that fate was a mess.

If the old monk Jiewu and the Ghost Emperor had not destroyed the drug production of the Western Poison Old Man, it would not have caused such a big problem in the mood of the Western Poison Old Man, and the old monk Jiewu would not have personally taken action to suppress the Western Poison, allowing him to face the wall for three hundred years.

Of course, now the old monk Jiewu will not take action to bring the old man Xidu with him, and will prepare to help the old man Xidu solve his mood problems.

Every drink and a peck are determined by fate.

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"The old man Xi Du was caught so easily? That monk...that monk..."

As the owner of the treasure pot, Xuanhu followed him all the way. He knew that Zhao Yu was the young sect leader of the Bajue Sect, but a top-quality beast circle, which really made people feel distressed.

During their investigation, there were indeed two monks who were with Zhao Yu, but they did not investigate what identities these two monks were.

After all, whether it was the head of the Li Hongshi family or the playboy Fu Wanshan, after leaving the room of the old monk Jiewu, he directly crossed the Mingshan Mountains.

Now that the old monk Jiewu caught the second-level Western Poison old man at the Sage Realm as soon as he made a move, he was shocked by Xuanhu.

Xuanhu himself is also a strong man in the realm of wise men, and he is also at the third level of wise men.

But he asked himself that even he would not dare to resist when facing the old man Xi Du who was in a state of madness.

Because the old man from Western Poison is not his own strength, but the poison that is hard to defend against.

To be fair, even if he took action, Xuanhu was not sure that he could take down the Western Poison as soon as possible. Moreover, the Western Poison's speed was too fast at the same level and could not be kept at all.

"An old monk is so powerful, and he also makes two first-class families afraid to provoke him. Now he has captured the old man Xi Du back with another move? Who is this? Could it be the elder of Bajue Sect?" Xuanhu narrowed his eyes and shook his head for a moment before sighing: "It seems that this beast circle cannot be obtained. I have to find an opportunity to inquire with the people of the Fu family, what is the origin of this old monk."

But no matter what its origin, Xuanhu is not ready to continue following.

This time he followed him, just to see if Xi Du can succeed. If he can succeed, his beast circle may come back, but now... forget it.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, the old man from Xidu slowly woke up.

The first time I woke up, when I saw the old monk Jiewu, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the old man Xidu, and at the same time, I was on guard and stared at the old monk Jiewu with a cautious look on his face.

"Awakened? Go back to normal? Or is it crazy?" Old Monk Jiewu asked softly without thinking.

"Old monk Jiewu, did you catch me back?"

"It seems that it has returned to normal." The old monk Jiewu nodded: "From now on, until your mood returns to normal, you can stay with me."

"Do you have a way to restore my mood to the original state of mind?" The old man Xi Du looked a little alert, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly relaxed, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

It seems that the old monk Jiewu did not lie before. The old man in Xidu did have any problems in his mood. Even Zhao Yu suspected that the reason why the old monk Jiewu was able to suppress the old man in Xidu for three hundred years was probably the vast majority of the reason was that the old man in Xidu cooperated himself.

"I have a little idea, but I don't have much confidence."

"Yes." The old man from Xidu agreed almost without even thinking about it.

The state of mind is his biggest problem. If it weren't for the state of mind, he would have already broken through the second level of the Sage, but because of the state of mind, he had been at the second level of the Sage for a full seven hundred years.

Seven hundred years of standing still, imagination makes people despair.

And every time he has a problem with his mood, he will become a little crazy. The most important thing is... he has no idea what he has done afterwards.

This is the most terrifying thing. The higher the strength, the more feared you are about this kind of problem.

Now, the old monk Jiewu actually said he was sure to cure his state of mind. Although he was not sure, that was also hope. How could the old man Xidu refuse? Even if it was just a little bit, the old man Xidu would seize it without hesitation.

"Old monk, is this little kid..." After calming down, the old man from Xidu looked at Zhao Yu.

"This is Zhao Yu's little donor."

"Zhao Yu?" The old man from Xi Du frowned. A little kid at the peak of the seventh level of the warrior? What did the old monk Jiewu do with this little kid?

"Sister Zhao Yu, I have met Senior Western Poison." Zhao Yu quickly clasped his fists and said.
Chapter completed!