Chapter 765: The Thousand-Jin Bottle

The range of this action was very small, and there weren't many water droplets, but the water droplets scattered in the air, splitting into hundreds or thousands, like a thin mist.

A pale golden mist.

Another person chanted a spell to summon the wind, just blowing this piece of water mist toward the strange cicada group.

These strange cicadas were each three feet long, and it was inevitable that they were blown all over their heads and faces by the water mist.

This set of combos was very smooth, showing that the Rongshan disciples did it very skillfully.

The strangest scene appeared:

The strange cicadas stained with pale golden water droplets, whether flying or jumping, all fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

They struggled desperately on the ground, but it seemed as if they had been hit by a immobilization spell, unable to lift their legs or support their bodies no matter what.

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows as he watched.

Really, everyone has their own tricks.

The cold youth said: "Quick, kill them!"

Everyone grabbed their weapons and rushed up, outputting wildly against the strange cicadas that were temporarily unable to fight back.

The youth's vision basically recovered, and he looked at He Lingchuan and reminded: "Heavy weapons are easier to use."

He used a copper stick to poke the strange cicadas, all aimed at the eyes, one poke and one burst of pulp.

After all, he was injured, so he had to rest after killing a few.

Looking at the other Rongshan disciples, the hammers, heavy axes, and other blunt weapons they used also seemed very experienced, knowing that the hitting effect was much better than piercing.

There were also several people spraying potion on the strange cicadas, which could corrode them to death in a few 'chi chi' sounds.

Actually, the best thing to use was fire.

These things were afraid of fire, and they started to smoke and smell burnt after being burned a few times.

He Lingchuan stabbed two with Fusheng and found that their shells were astonishingly hard; ordinary swords and knives couldn't even leave a mark on them. It was conceivable how desperate the ordinary people in the village and town were when facing such monsters.

The cold youth stared at Fusheng and praised: "Good sword."

Then, he handed He Lingchuan a black pill: "Antidote."

He had been stung by the black shadow on his body just now, and he knew very well how poisonous that thing was.

Having been defeated by He Lingchuan, his attitude toward this person was instead much better.

The strong deserve respect.

He Lingchuan accepted the pill but didn't eat it, only nodding at him.

Seeing this, the youth didn't force it; when this person's poison broke out, he would naturally know how powerful it was. Those who had been stung didn't hurry to take off their boots, and in a while, their feet would swell like a ball, and they could only cut the boots open.

But after a long while, He Lingchuan still walked as usual, without any sign of holding his foot and falling down to wail.

He didn't know that He Lingchuan used the poison gland gifted by Zhu Erniang to suck away the toxins in the wound.

Zhu Erniang's poison gland could be used to attach poison to weapons, and also for sucking poison for treatment, which was a magic treasure with two uses.

Dong Rui, however, said: "Leave two samples for me, leave two that are not the same!"

Seeing new things, his hands itched.

Zhu Xiuer looked at him, spat out two spider webs, and wrapped the two strange cicadas into zongzi.

She grabbed the third one herself, and regardless of the other side's refusal, she stuck her mouthparts in and sucked forcibly.

The strange cicada screamed in pain.

This scene of insect eating insect made the Rongshan people's scalps numb, only then did they know that the spider demon had already shown mercy just now, otherwise their companions would have long since become dried corpses.

In a flash, Zhu Xiuer sucked the whole strange cicada dry, but she smacked her lips to taste it, and then spat out all the pulp: "Too disgusting! What kind of ghost thing is this!"

What about the deliciousness of cicada species?

Bystanders: "..."

Zhu Xiuer raised her claws and wiped her eyes, suddenly saying: "More seventy-year cicadas have hatched, probably hearing the screams of their kind."

He Lingchuan immediately said to the cold youth: "Set fire. The ground under the farmland is full of cicada eggs."

Relying on manpower alone, how long would it take to deal with them nest by nest? There was no time to lose, and the youth didn't hesitate, directing his companions to set fires everywhere. Other Rongshan disciples came up to help him stop the bleeding and bandage.

The weather was dry and the trees were already withered, having long lost their moisture, so they caught fire as soon as they were lit.

The crowd then summoned a strong wind to push the fire toward the farmland.

Burning everything including the town, farmland, and forest to the ground!

Two or three hundred murdered townspeople were also cremated together.

Across the fire, He Lingchuan saw many strange cicadas jumping out of the farmland, forced to flee everywhere by the fire.

The Rongshan disciples guarded the surroundings, point-killing the fish that slipped through the net.

He Lingchuan and Dong Rui also helped.

This busy work lasted for two hours, and it was already dark.

By the time the fire died down, the cold youth found He Lingchuan: "Let's go, go see Elder Dao."

After fighting side by side for so long, the hostility of the crowd toward He Lingchuan and others had disappeared.

Dong Rui breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, finally able to handle business.

The cold youth walked to his side and reached out to touch the Ghost Ape.

Dong Rui knew the Ghost Ape's temper was bad; except for facing its beloved master, it would give anyone else a slap if they got close.

However, the Ghost Ape enjoyed the youth's petting, and even stretched its head, half-closing its eyes.

Truly strange.

He Lingchuan asked him: "Who brought the Ghost Ape back?"

Cold youth: "Me."

Other Rongshan disciples added: "Senior Brother Qiu doesn't get close to others, but he gets along well with this monkey."

"Where was this brought back from?"

"When patrolling the northeast border."

Dong Rui intervened: "Why could that water mist immobilize the strange cicadas?"

"Heavy water. Every drop of water is as heavy as a thousand jin." The youth didn't hide it either. "This is heavy water from the Thousand-Jin Bottle."

So that treasure bottle was called the "Thousand-Jin Bottle," which was very descriptive.

Then why didn't the Rongshan disciples use heavy water to deal with them earlier? He Lingchuan had been traveling with Dong Rui for more than two months and had already figured out his temper; as soon as he saw his expression, he knew his question, so he immediately said: "We all have protective qi, so the water mist can't get on our bodies."

If it couldn't get on the body, it naturally wouldn't have an effect.

Dong Rui let out a long 'oh', and understood.

The deeper they walked into Rongshan, the fewer dead trees there were on the roadside, squirrels started jumping on the branches, and night owls were hooting.

Wild rabbits were sleeping in tree holes, and insects and ants were crawling under the ice and snow. Zhu Xiuer felt the vibrant vitality of the whole forest again.

Apparently, the seventy-year cicadas hadn't invaded here.

On the way, other Rongshan disciples had already told the three that these strange cicadas suddenly invaded the Rongshan territory more than two months ago, coming in droves, devouring everything from grass, trees, animals, to humans.

The human villages and towns within the Rongshan territory suffered greatly and were miserable. Rongshan had also made great efforts to clean up these things, but it had never been able to eradicate them.

That cold youth was surnamed Qiu, with the single name Hu.

He walked in front, and others followed behind, intentionally or unintentionally keeping a distance from him.

But He Lingchuan saw that others communicated with him normally, and it couldn't be said that it was not harmonious.

It could only be said that others subconsciously felt fear of him and were unwilling to get close.

The killing intent and evil spirit on this guy were too heavy. He Lingchuan had only felt such a heavy evil spirit from Fu Shanyue.

Could it be another Ba? Or some other strange demon species?

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