In fact, Lan Yutang still learned about the above things from the mouths of some seniors in the rivers and lakes.

Because when this pair of medicine slaves was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, he was just a doll in open crotch pants, or he was not born at all at that time.

That seems to have been more than 50 years ago.

Oh, yes, one of the seniors who told him about the rumors about the double medicine slave was an elder who had a sword thirty and influenced his life.

He still remembered the strange look on his face when he was talking to him about the Double Medicine Slave.

Although he had great respect and admiration for Sword Thirty, he couldn't help but shake his head when he heard him talk about these rumors about the Double Medicine Slave.

Because he knows that rumors in the rivers and lakes are often unreliable.

At the beginning, a matter may still have three points of truth, but as these things spread from one person's mouth to another's mouth, they slowly injected their own subjective color.

In order to make their words more shocking, they will make up a lot of mysterious and terrifying colors out of thin air, like legends about ghosts and gods.

There are no ghosts and gods in the world, but there are many rumors, and slowly there is the concept of ghosts and gods.

So, at that time, when he heard all kinds of rumors about the double medicine slave of Sword Thirty telling him, he just regarded it as a fun thing, just regarded them as ghosts and gods and other things that existed, and then, after laughing at it, he slowly forgot about it.

However, now that he really saw the power of this legendary double medicine slave, he realized that it turned out that all this was not just a legend, but really existed.

What's more, these two seem to be more divine than the legend suggests.

This is not only due to their use of poison, but also to their already miraculous martial arts, as well as their mental power to control people's consciousness.

It was a miracle to be able to create such a powerful illusion in the misty forest and the cemetery outside the corridor.

With this kind of kung fu of using the power of the mind to create an illusion, Lan Yutang, who is not a phoenix who can create an illusion with the sound of the flute, is not ashamed.

What's more, their light skills of wandering like flying and moving like walking on the ground on the stone wall in the corridor are probably unmatched.

Actually, it's not even more terrifying.

What's even more terrifying is that the combined ages of these two old monsters should be almost three hundred years old, if not five hundred years old, but their skill cultivation doesn't seem to show signs of deterioration as they get older.

On the contrary, they are even growing in a certain unknown realm.

When Lan Yutang was slowly telling all kinds of legends about their double medicine slaves, Shang Tianxiang's increasingly dusty door of memory seemed to be suddenly opened.

She also seemed to have a little impression of their legends, as if she had heard someone in Guiyunzhuang inadvertently talk about these two old monsters, so she couldn't help but exclaim, "What? Could it really be the two of them, it turns out that they are not dead yet?"

And he seemed to be thinking hard about how to crack the "Three Days of Floating Life" Gu poison and couldn't die, but in fact, he had been eavesdropping on their conversation.

He had always been proud that he had such a prestige, but after hearing Shang Tianxiang's words, he was a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped up when she saw that she couldn't die, and then shouted at her: Hehe, you girl is really rude, why do you keep cursing us to death.

Hey, of course, that old immortal is so old that he deserves to die, but I can't die.

Hey, if I'm dead too, who's here to detoxify you, hey, you girl looks so smart, why can't you talk at all?

Hmph, if you dare to talk such nonsense again, be careful that I cut out your tongue first, and take it to the old immortal to eat.

Can't die of this amazing tone, Shang Tianxiang stuck out his tongue in fright.

Then, remembering the threat of not being able to die just now, he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his tongue that had come out, and then tightened his mouth tightly, as if he was afraid that he would really cut her tongue off.

Not only did the old fellow behave strangely, but there seemed to be a cruel look in his tone, and if he really said the wrong thing, maybe he would have cut his tongue out.

She froze there, the expression on her face not knowing whether it was surprise or fear.

couldn't die, but suddenly squatted down in front of her, and then, patted her shoulder, like an elder's care for juniors, and said:

Hehe, I said that you are a girl, you are too timid to be afraid, in fact, you don't have to be afraid, I just wanted to joke with you.

A beautiful girl like you, how can I be willing to cut off your tongue, hehe, what about me, not only will I not cut off your tongue, but I will also completely remove the Gu poison on your body that has been floating for three days. Otherwise, my undead nickname would have been picked up for nothing.

As soon as his words fell, he heard the old immortal hiding behind the stone wall suddenly laugh again, and the whole cave was "buzzing", and said:

Haha, I said this ghost thing that can't die, don't insist anymore, I think you should quickly bow your head and admit defeat and kowtow and beg for mercy.

Now, as long as you are willing to say a few nice words to me, maybe I won't tell you that you can't solve my three-day Gu poison, which will also preserve your wisdom for a lifetime, what do you think?

Haha, I see, you're going to lose this time.

He couldn't "hum" fiercely, knowing that this old immortal was just entertaining him, and he was deliberately disturbing him from considering a way to detoxify.

Therefore, he didn't pay attention to him at all, just put his two hands on the pulse of Shang Tianxiang and Lan Yutang's wrists, closed his eyes, and thought hard about the way to detoxify.

After thinking about it for a while, I still didn't have a clue, so I became a little anxious.

He stood up suddenly, and walked back and forth in the long corridor a few times, snorting and snorting.

The rattling sound was the one he made as he walked through the gold jewels and bones scattered under his feet.

And the sound of snoring and snorting is the sound of him panting out of breath when he can't think of a way to detoxify.

Then, he suddenly stopped, looked at Lan Yutang monk Tianxiang, who had fallen to the ground, almost unable to move, gently stroked his beard, and said: It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity.

Lan Yutang supported the ground with the immortal jade flute, struggled reluctantly, and slowly moved to the pile of jewels next to him, and found a comfortable position to sit down in the place full of pearls, leaning his back against it.

Then, he turned around and smiled bitterly at the fact that he couldn't die, and said slowly: The so-called life and death have life, as long as it is a human being, it will always die, there is nothing to be sorry for.