Peng Jinhu went on to explain: The poison among them is a kind of evil tree pollen. Even I only saw it once more than thirty years ago, but because the impact was so profound, I have not forgotten it.

Then, Old Man Peng asked Ruotao Tianlin to fetch a large bucket of water, and then threw the elephant snake bird and mountain ray into it.

Chi Chi Chi

The monster beasts and birds that had just been soaked in the clear water screamed and fluttered in an instant.

Did you see that this demon tree pollen poison can only spread infection among demon beasts and birds, but it is ineffective on humans?

After pondering for a moment, Peng Jinhu twirled his white beard and said: However, after the beasts are infected with this poison, although it will not be fatal immediately, it will arouse the potential violent emotions of the monsters, and they will fight to the death with everyone who is close to them. The only way is to kill them.

Throwing them into cold water and soaking them for a while can temporarily restore consciousness, but before long, these two guys will definitely return to their old ways.

Mr. Peng, is there any solution? A Gou, who has been silent all the time, suddenly said: It’s not good to hang around these two guys all the time.

Well, the old man with the white beard scratched his head at this time, and he said with some embarrassment: To be honest, if you want to detoxify, you must find that kind of demon tree. By the way, the name of the demon tree is the Purple Fruit Magic Oak.

The old man with the white beard told everyone that the purple-fruited magic oak is a rare semi-aquatic and semi-terrestrial demonic tree. Its pollen is extremely dangerous to demonic beasts, but it only grows on the tree every few decades.

The purple fruit that grows once is a good thing that can greatly increase the power of monsters. At the same time, eating the fruit is the only way to eliminate the poison of pollen.

So, we must find the fruit of the Purple Fruit Magic Oak in order to save Benniao and Shanlu. Guan Heng crossed his shoulders and leaned against the guardrail of the ship. He said, "That's a headache. How are we going to find it? Isn't it the same as finding a needle in a haystack?"

No, no, actually, when I just said that the demon tree is half aquatic and half terrestrial, I wanted to tell you. Peng Jinhu blinked and continued: In fact, the purple fruit magic oak is not difficult to find, it’s just the place where it grows.

It's just more difficult to enter.

Difficult to enter. What does this mean? Guan Heng and Agou frowned at the same time. To be honest, in their opinion, they can go anywhere they want in this world, and there is nothing that can stop them.

According to what I know, the growth environment of the purple-fruited magic oak is extremely harsh, but a hundred years ago someone once transplanted and survived one tree from the wild land on the edge of the demon clan, and later it was kept in their forbidden land as a treasure of the clan.

Peng Jinhu sighed slightly: That tribe has never liked to have entanglements with outsiders. More importantly, they are famous for being overbearing and unreasonable.

Seeing the questioning expressions on the faces of Guan Heng and the others, the old man with a white beard immediately said: That tribe is called the Moudu tribe. Have you heard of it? In this vast area in the north of Chongguo, there is only one purple-fruited magic oak tree.

Planted in their tribal forbidden land

Peng Jinhu's words kept lingering in everyone's ears. The elephant snakes and mountain rays in the bucket next to them were silent for a while, and fluttered for a while. Agou suddenly said: Hahaha, unexpectedly, it's these guys again, we and the Moudu tribe

There is really a tacit understanding.

Even if it is true, it can only prove that we are the nemesis of the Mou Du tribe. Guan Heng asked at this time: By the way, Mr. Peng, I want to ask you something. We often encounter Mou Du here in Meng Lake and Lihe River.

The ships and tribesmen of the Du tribe, where exactly is their territory?

Well, do you know that Songguo Mountain is less than fifty miles away from that place, which is the territory of the Moudu tribe, but their tribal forbidden land is not in that place. Peng Jinhu told everyone that this sentence means that if you want to find purple fruit

Magic Oak, there is no need to go to the opponent's lair.

After a slight pause at this time, Peng Jinhu continued: Follow the Lang River to the first half, where there is a place called Lone Wolf Stream. It is said that hundreds of years ago, the Moudu tribe did not move their entire family to the interior.

At that time, that was their original residence, and at this time it was the tribe's forbidden land.

Ruotao suddenly thought of something and asked: How long can the mountain hawks and stupid birds last soaking in the water?

Hi, as long as they soak in the bucket for an hour every day, they will basically not be irritable throughout the day. The old man with the white beard smiled evilly and said: Now you close the lid of the bucket, leaving only a gap for them to breathe.

Just release it after a few hours.

I come, I come, I come. Heng Tianlin and Ruotao rushed to pick up the lid of the wooden barrel, and closed it with a snap amidst the whining sounds of snake-like birds and mountain hawks. Listening to the beasts and monsters in the barrel, they couldn't help it.

After thrashing and struggling, Guan Heng and the others suddenly laughed evilly.

Okay, the poison of purple acorn pollen is not fatal but it is very difficult to deal with. Get the purple acorns as soon as possible and detoxify them. Remember, you need to soak in cold water for an hour every day. Before that,

Try to come into contact with other monsters as little as possible, otherwise you will be infected and poisoned. Don't blame me for not warning you.

After saying this, the old man with a white beard smiled and rubbed his palms and said: Hey hey hey, it's time for dinner, do we want to steam that fat fish in the pot?

The dinner was tasteless, and everyone had their own thoughts. Only Peng Jinhu, who had nothing to do with himself, couldn't stop picking up chopsticks and picking up vegetables. He wolfed it down as if he hadn't eaten anything good in eight lifetimes.

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After a hurried night without talking, the next morning, Old Man Peng had completed the antidote to the poison pills. There were six green pill pills in total. He told everyone that Bi Beiqi, who was poisoned, should take one pill every day. After six days, he would naturally recover.

will recover.

However, during this period, the other party will still fall into a coma, so that the effect of the medicine can be fully exerted.

At this time, the old man with a white beard said to everyone: Thank you for your hospitality this day and night. I should leave quickly. To be honest, after the ship I was on sank, the people on the same ship had been cut off from news. I had to go and find out quickly.

their whereabouts.

After hearing these words, Guan Heng and others couldn't keep him, so they sent Peng Jinhu to the east coast in a small boat.

Before leaving, the white-bearded old man also gave special instructions: Remember, try not to delay the magic oak pollen poison for too long, treat it early and it will be cured. In addition, I heard that the Lone Wolf Stream is not peaceful, and the Moudu tribe often fights with the entrenched tribe.

Some bandits and small tribes are at war nearby, so you'd better be careful.

Guan Heng thanked the other party for the kind reminder, and the two parties went their separate ways. In this way, Guan Heng and the others were worried about the poisonous snakebirds and mountain rays, so they soaked these two guys in a bucket of cold water while speeding up the voyage.
Chapter completed!