The name Qijue Mountain is very domineering at first sound.

But before, I only knew that there was a place like Qijue Mountain, but I didn’t know why it was called Qijue Mountain. Qi Wufei was also very curious about which Qijue Mountain it was.

I heard from Wen Buwu that said: "Although the Qi Jue Mountain is called the Qi Jue Mountain, it does not refer to the seven things. At that time, the 800-mile Qi Jue Mountain was full of persimmon trees, also known as the thin persimmons. The so-called Qi Jue Mountain refers to the characteristics of the persimmon trees, one is prolonged, two is more yin, three is no bird's nest, four is no insects, five is frost leaves to play, six is ​​good for the seasoning, and seven is fat."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was such a seven-character saga.

Qu Wanqing said: "The seven kinds of persimmon trees you mentioned are the same in the world. Why is the mountain you are called Qijue Mountain? Others are called Qijue Mountain, Qijue Village, etc.? It must be that the persimmons on your mountain are different. At this time, the persimmons should be ripe. Master Wen might as well take some out for everyone to taste."

Wen Buwu said: "The persimmons on the mountain are indeed ripe, but I will never bring some persimmons on my body when I go out. If anyone here likes to eat persimmons, I can go to Qijue Mountain to visit me on the day. I will definitely sweep the bed to greet you, and everyone can eat the persimmons on the mountain."

Qu Wanqing said: "Do you really eat it casually? I heard that there are seven persimmon trees on Qijue Mountain. The persimmons grown in different colors. Only you can have them in the sky and under the ground."

Wen Buwu's face shook and said, "It's true. But these seven-color persimmons, also called the Violent Persimmon, are extremely poisonous and cannot be eaten."

Master Qingfeng said curiously: "I have only heard of the persimmon ditch in Qijue Mountain, but I have never heard of the seven-color persimmon tree. I don't know that this persimmon is poisonous and has such rare things. Master Wen cannot cherish it by himself. We must let us see it."

Even the knowledgeable Taoist Master Qingfeng had never heard of it, and of course others didn't know it.

Qi Wufei looked over and found that everyone's faces were curious, except for Qu Wanqing.

Qijue Mountain is not far from Pansi Ridge, and is also within the territory of Zhu Zi Kingdom. Qi Wufei knew about Xishigou. Tang Seng and his disciples had encountered python spirits there. Later, Zhu Bajie opened the 800-mile Xishigou and opened up a road for east-west access.

But he had never heard of anything special about the persimmons there.

Generally speaking, everything in the world has two sides. The more toxic things are, the more rare the elixirs are. For example, the uric fruit that Wan Haoran gave him is extremely poisonous to ordinary people. After taking it, it immediately burns all over. Within a moment, blood bleeds in seven orifices, and suddenly dies. However, uric fruit is a great tonic medicine for practitioners, which can condense true yang and remove turbid yin.

For example, things like the Nine Nether Soul Grass are said to be able to flesh and bones and live dead, but the premise is to be used properly. If used improperly, let alone ordinary people, even practitioners will damage their souls and die suddenly.

Of course, not every kind of spiritual medicine is poisonous. For example, Pan Tao and ginseng fruit can also be eaten by ordinary people, but the benefits it can be absorbed are very limited. The more advanced a person is, the better the effect after eating it.

Judging from the meaning of being unmarital, even practitioners will be poisoned if they eat this desperate persimmon. That is not an ordinary poison, but it may be a peerless treasure.

In addition, it may be because of the seven spiders that Qi Wufei is very sensitive to the seven colors. When he hears that persimmons can be divided into seven colors, he feels that there may be deeper unknown value hidden behind this thing, just like his own spider silk, the seven-color spider silk is much more valuable than ordinary spider silk.

As for poison or something, others are afraid of it, but Qi Wufei is not afraid of it.

Wuzhuang Temple is the ancestral courtyard of the Earth Immortals. Taoist Qingfeng asked questions, but he did not dare to neglect his literacy or martial arts.

He bowed to Taoist Qingfeng and said, "Qianjue Mountain was originally a 800-mile sprouts, and was occupied by a python spirit. The mountain was covered with persimmon trees. There were countless persimmon trees rotting every year. Over the past tens of millions of years, the mud accumulated thousands of feet deep, and no one could pass. It was not until Tang Monk passed by this place to obtain scriptures in the west, and the Great Sage of the Monkey King killed the python spirit, and Tianpeng opened the way to the west. From then on, Qijue Mountain began to interpersonal activities.

My ancestor went into the mountain to practice. After several generations of inheritance, he created the seven-minded mountain. Then he found the seven persimmon trees in the persimmon trees all over the mountain. The persimmons produced were of different colors, but extremely poisonous. The ancestor said that it was because the poison gas accumulated in the persimmons and mud had been absorbed by these seven trees and mutated, which became poisonous trees. All the disciples of Qijue Mountain had died because of eating this persimmon. No matter how deep the cultivation level was, as long as they ate a certain amount, they would die of poison. Therefore, they called it the Violent Persimmon."

Xiaoqing couldn't help but ask curiously: "Since you know it is poisonous, why do you still want to eat it?"

Qi Wufei smiled and said, "All things have their own harm, they must have their own advantages. Poisonous things can sometimes cure diseases, so there are centipedes soaking wine and scorpions as medicine in the world. As long as they find their useful side, they will use poison to fight poison. The more poisonous things, the better the cure effect."

Wen Buwu said: "What Zhenren Qi said is reasonable, and we think so. But the problem is that over the past thousand years, ancestors of all generations have exhausted much effort and tried many drugs, but found that these seven-color persimmons have no other use except to poison people and cannot be used as medicine at all."

Qu Wanqing sneered: "What does it mean to not be used as medicine? Isn't poison medicine?"

Wen Buwu's face changed and he asked, "What does Miss Qu mean?"

Qu Wanqing snorted coldly: "If you don't know, don't do it unless you do it."

Jin Baoyin said furiously: "What do you mean?"

Wen Buwu stopped him behind him and angrily scolded: "So many immortals are there, it's not your turn to speak. It's just a joke. We don't do anything wrong, why are we afraid of people saying it!"

He also said to Qu Wanqing, "The Qijue Mountain and the Kingdom of My Girls have never had any contact. I don't know where I offended Miss Qu and the saint of your country. Today, everyone is visiting Pansiling. If Miss Qu has any advice, please choose another opportunity. I will listen carefully."

Wan Haoran is the chairman of the sect management committee. Seeing that there seemed to be a conflict between the two sects in his territory, he immediately came forward to mediate and said, "Yes, today we are here to visit Zhenren Qi, so let's put other things aside for the time being."

After Wan Haoran said this, Qu Wanqing was not inconvenient to say anything more.

Qi Wufei knew that Qu Wanqing was unhappy, and there must be some festival between her and Qijue Mountain.

Logically speaking, he should have come out to smooth things out at this time and to unravel the topic, but he suddenly became interested in the seven-color persimmons in Qijue Mountain, and he also wanted to see how civil and military people would deal with the embarrassing situation that would be followed.

He didn't believe that there was nothing that could be given to Wen Buwu. Who wouldn't carry magic weapons and spiritual medicines on the practitioners? Besides, he was still the head of a sect.

If it really doesn't work, you can give some money!

He looked at Wen Buwu and smiled. Of course, because there was a bandage on his face, his smile always showed a strange look. Wen Buwu was so nervous that he didn't know what Qi Wufei was going on.

After a while, Wen Buwu finally understood that this guy was waiting for him to give him a gift.

Damn, I'm so thick-skinned! Wen Buwu sighed in my heart, I've never seen such a shameless person in my life!

He regretted coming this trip a little.

I originally wanted to join in the fun, so I used the fact that my apprentice Ma Feixiang had beaten Qi Wufei to show off and increase my face.

He knew Ma Feixiang's strength very well, and he was only less than the third grade, far worse than his eldest disciple Jin Baoyin. However, Wen Xiaoman said that he had a nose and eyes after returning, and Ma Feixiang, who had always been honest, did not deny it, which forced Wen Buwu to believe it.

If I had known that I would come to Pansiling to give gifts, and that they would have been so expensive, I would not have come without military affairs.

No matter how much regret it, even if you come, there is nothing you can do.

Shameless, invincible in the world!

Thick-skinned is also a kind of combat power. On such occasions, civil and military affairs can no longer hold on, so he finally took out a small bottle and said to Qi Wufei:

"Zhengren Qi, this is a bottle of Wanhua Dew. It is a collection of thousands of flowers on Qijue Mountain to synthesize it, which has the effect of detoxification. I don't have any rare things in Qijue Mountain, so this is my little intention."

Qi Wufei's pupils suddenly shrank.

It’s not that I disliked the bad gift, but that I found that the bottle containing Wanhua Dew looked very familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, he remembered it.

This is exactly the same as the bottles of antidote found from Zhuhua's home.
Chapter completed!