Duanmu Xiongchuan sat comfortably by the campfire, drinking wine from the gourd and eating roasted tiger legs.

The tiger meat was smooth and had a sour taste. It didn't taste good, but in Duanmu Xiongchuan's hands, he just found a piece of ordinary osmanthus bark on the spot, cut a few small slits on the tiger's legs, and poured the fruit on it.

Stuff it, wrap it in bark and bake it together. After it's cooked, sprinkle it with salt, and it becomes a delicious dish that's charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Boy, your tiger legs are roasted. Come here and eat them first. Don't go to the lake to wash the potions on your body at night. The water monsters hiding in the water during the day will not come out. Once you wash them, they will be drawn out.

." Duanmu Xiongchuan warned.

"This small pool doesn't look deep. What kind of powerful water monster could there be? If I don't wash it, I will feel very uncomfortable! And there are always poisonous insects trying to bite me." Ning Shi said worriedly.

Duanmu Xiongchuan glanced at Ning Shi, turned around, picked up the remaining tiger carcass, and said to Ning Shi: "Come to me."

After Ning Shi came over, Duanmu Xiongchuan waved his hand and threw the tiger corpse towards the small lake.

Before the tiger corpse fell into the water, a huge figure suddenly jumped out of the water, opened its huge mouth, and with one bite, it swallowed all the remaining three hundred kilograms of flesh and bones, and then threw it away.

He smashed his head into the pool.

The huge waves hit Ning Shi, and most of the bonfire was extinguished. However, Duanmu Xiongchuan didn't take it seriously and refilled the bonfire. Then he looked at Ning Shi who was soaked and said casually: "Now I have water on my body. Let's wash it off."

Take a shower and go to bed quickly."

Ning Shi felt a chill running down his spine. Fortunately, he had not gone to the lake just now. It seemed that he still had a lot to learn from his uncle.

When Duanmu Xiongchuan saw that Ning Shi was silent, he nodded happily, then shook the rolled sleeping bag and sprinkled some yellow and white gray powder around the two of them.

Seeing Ning Shi's curious eyes, Duanmu Xiongchuan explained: "This is a mixture of Guanyin soil and realgar. If you sprinkle these around, the insects will not come close. This sleeping bag is woven with Bimeng grass, and any poisonous insects will not come close."

We are all afraid of this kind of thing. After washing, come over and go to bed, and we will continue in depth tomorrow."

I silently noted this down, and used the lake water splashed all over my body by the big demon to wipe off the black blood concoction on my body, before getting into a comfortable and warm sleeping bag.

After Ning Shi lay down, he did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, he used the abundant spiritual energy in the mountains to practice the Heaven Transformation Technique...

At night on the prehistoric plateau, the moon is purple.

Although beautiful and charming, behind this beauty, there is still a danger that makes people unable to sleep.

The moon itself does not turn purple, it is obviously refracted by something that turns it purple.

There are two kinds of miasma. One is tangible, and the other is invisible. The visible miasma is like clouds or thick fog. The invisible miasma is like a fishy wind or a strange fragrance.

There is another kind. When you first get up, you can see the golden light in the jungle, and suddenly something falls from the air. The small ones are like projectiles, gradually drifting away, and the big ones are like wheels that suddenly burst. It is neither a rainbow nor a cloud, and the fields are filled with five colors and fragrance.

It's overwhelming. When people smell this smell, they immediately fall ill. This is called miasma, and it's the most terrifying thing.

In some places, the miasma is so thick that when you wake up early in the morning, no one can be seen within a short distance. You have to wait until the middle of the day, when the fog has cleared, to be able to distinguish things. This is especially true in this primitive wilderness.

Therefore, anyone who goes into the wild wilderness to hunt must eat well, drink a few glasses of medicinal wine, or take a coix poison pill to resist the miasma, otherwise he will definitely get sick after being touched. Duanmu Xiongchuan in the wild wilderness is like

At home, I naturally took full precautions against the miasma. As early as three days ago, I introduced the power of the miasma to Ning Shi and gave him Yidu pills.

It was summer, and it was not cool at night, but rather sultry. However, Ning Shi and Duanmu Xiongchuan, who were lying in their sleeping bags, still did not dare to take off their clothes and took off their clothes. They took advantage of the wind to cool off, just to prevent the invasion of miasma.

If the miasma is highly poisonous, in mild cases, the person will have a headache, aversion to cold, strong waist and back, if the cold air is on the surface, abdominal distension, weight loss, and tingling in the joints; in severe cases, the body will immediately ulcerate, the internal body will become purulent, and the blood released will not be red, but

It is turbid yellow and will die within a day if not treated promptly.

These are common miasmas.

If you encounter a miasma mother, if you encounter a miasma mother, you may die immediately because of the miasma melting your flesh and blood. If you encounter a miasma mother, your bones may turn yellow in just a few days, and your whole body will turn into a puddle of flesh. After you die, your bones will turn yellow.

, the body will spray out spores like a mushroom, turning into a new miasma mother and floating in the air.

This kind of miasma mother is the most vicious. Because it evolves from people or animals who have been tortured and died, they often contain malicious spirits. They not only consume human flesh and blood, but also devour the souls of those affected by the miasma. They are extremely evil.

The purple moon miasma before my eyes is the mother of this miasma.

If Duanmu Xiongchuan knew that Ning Shi not only practiced martial arts, but also practiced Taoism, he would definitely remind Ning Shi not to covet the abundant spiritual energy of the ancient world, and not to practice at will in the wild at night, so as not to attract this kind of miasma.

Unfortunately, Duanmu Xiongchuan didn't know.

"Think of the heaven and earth in the qi and blood. The left is the sun, the right is the lunar yin, the star-watching bucket corresponds to the major acupuncture points of the body, the breath and exhalation, or the essence of the sun and the moon is hidden in the soul, the spiritual energy of the heavens is accumulated in the sea of ​​​​qi, Dantian, spiritual ruins...

"Ning Shi recited the formula silently while slowly falling into concentration.

Just when Ning Shi's pores were about to open to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, suddenly a scent like an orchid in the empty valley was inhaled into his nose.

"What kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure?" Ning Shi, who had not yet entered deep trance, wanted to open his eyes, but was shocked to find that he could not withdraw from trance.

"No! My soul is trapped." Ning Shi, who had fully entered the realm of first awareness, was able to clearly realize the environment in which his soul was located.

Just when Ning Shi wanted to hold his breath and close his mouth and nose, he faintly felt something entering his coffin.

"Ouch!" A horrifying howl that seemed inhuman and inhuman suddenly came from the depths of Ning Shi's heart.
Chapter completed!