#1091 Handed Down Poison Book

2018-03-16 12:01:23 Update, only 83 seconds later than the starting point Words: 3247 Author: Sweep the End of the World Previous Chapter Return to Chapter List

The headquarters of the Hall of Poison is located in a huge mountain range. Unlike other branches, it is not covered by a formation, but is directly exposed outside. It is a huge city covering thousands of kilometers.

All kinds of materials are produced and sold by themselves, like a small kingdom.

"This mountain range spreads for tens of thousands of kilometers. It is said that they have been poisoned. If a poison master who is not a poison hall enters, they will be poisoned directly. Therefore, the headquarters does not need to hide at all..."

Looking at the majestic city in front of him, Bai Ting couldn't help but say.

The Temple of Poison is a feared existence everywhere. For safety, it has to be hidden with a formation, making it difficult for other professionals to find it.

However, the headquarters is different. It was built directly in the mountains without covering anything. However, although there is no formation, the entire mountain range supports countless poisonous insects and poisonous beasts. Even if someone wants to come and ask for trouble, they will pay a huge price.

Because of this, even if many people know that the headquarters is here, no one dares to do it easily, and even the Famed Master Hall is afraid of three points.

"I don't know when the poison master can walk in the light like other professions without fear of the eyes of the world..."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Hemingjin sighed.

Even if the headquarters does not need to be covered, it is hidden in the mountains, which is completely different from the situation of other occupations building branches in major prosperous places.

Poison masters have long left a cold and treacherous image in people's minds.

"I also hope that one day...but, it should be soon!" Bai Ting smiled slightly when he turned his head and glanced at the girl who was holding up with his true energy behind him.

After leaving Jingyuan City and flying for nearly two months, the girl never showed any signs of sobering up, and the poisonous gas emanating from her body became more and more intense.

If it wasn't for when she was awake, she transformed into Sun Qiang and gave the two of them a detoxification medicine. I'm afraid that even if she is the strength of the peak of Seven Stars, she absorbed so much poison gas and died of poison.

Passively exuding aura can make poison masters of this level unbearable, the congenital poison body is really terrible.

The physique is innate and can't be changed. What's more powerful is that the founder of the sect's understanding of the use of poison is even more appalling.

Along the way, the two have been studying the knowledge of poisoning that their ancestors have passed on to their minds. The more they study, the more terrifying they feel. It can be said that their understanding in the past two months is better than their previous decades of study! Especially the detoxification pills given, it can be described as a holy antidote that is invulnerable to all poisons.

Not only can it defuse the poisonous gas emanating from her body, but even all the poisonous insects and poisons in this mountain range can be restrained.

A few days ago, Poison Master Bai Ting was accidentally bitten by a poisonous snake. He thought it was hopeless. After taking the antidote, he recovered in a short time. It is incredible to use it personally.

If it weren't for these antidote pills, I might have died many times before I got here.

"As long as the patriarch wakes up and regains his peak strength, it is not difficult for other professions to admit us. It's a pity that there are too many powerhouses in the Poison Palace. The grand occasion, under the oppression of other occupations, has shrunk to a corner."

Thinking of the experience of the Poison Hall over the years, Hai Mingjin sighed with emotion.

In fact, at the beginning of the Hall of Poison, it was not like this now, making other professions jealous, but like everyone else, living in the light, no need to hide.

The reason for the current situation is that after the ancestors passed away, there has not been a poison master with truly extraordinary strength.

The powerhouses who use poison, no one obeys the other, and sometimes kill each other when there are no rules. In addition, there is no uniform standard for recruiting disciples, so the good and the bad are mixed, which leads to the deterioration of the overall strength, which has evolved into the current situation. Vice situation.

If someone can re-unite the poison hall and make everyone surrender, perhaps the current situation can be changed and the prosperity of the year can be regained.

"Don't be too happy, now the Poison Hall is different from before... I informed the teacher before I came, and didn't say anything about the ancestor, even so, the teacher still asked me to be careful, come quietly, don't get caught Others found it. It seems that now, the entire headquarters, all kinds of battles are very chaotic, even he can't do anything." Poison Master Bai Ting said.

"Your teacher? Is that Lin Jianghai known as Venerable Wandu?" Hai Mingjin was curious.

Although this Bai Ting was his friend and came out of the same poison hall, he never said anything about his inheritance, and he also guessed some things based on the use of poison.

"Yes, my teacher is Poison Master Lin Jianghai. I have studied under him for 30 years. Unfortunately, due to insufficient qualifications, I have not obtained the true inheritance. Otherwise, I am afraid that I have reached the eight-star level now." Bai Ting nodded.

Speaking of teachers, he is full of respect.

Teacher's kindness is like a sea.

Without the teacher, he would not be where he is today, even if it is not passed down personally, the kindness of the teacher cannot be erased.

"There are two guardians at the headquarters of the Poison Hall, the Four Venerables, the Twelve Poison Kings, and the seventy-two first-class Hall Masters. These powerhouses, at worst, have reached the peak of eight stars. Venerable Wan Po is in the top four. Among the Venerables, although he is not ranked first, he is not the last. His direct disciples, the worst in strength, have reached eight stars, and if they can become his disciples, all of them are dragons among men, which is enviable!"

Thinking of the legend of the Hall of Poison headquarters, Hai Mingjin couldn't help but said.

Although he was only a seven-star peak-level poison master, he had studied a lot of books in advance in order to come to the headquarters during this time, and had learned a lot about the division of power in the headquarters.

The headquarters of the Hall of Poison, because there is no one who uses poison, can overwhelm the heroes and make everyone admire, the position of the hall master has been vacant for thousands of years, and basically it is negotiated by the four venerables. As for the two guardians... Yunyou is outside and rarely seen. Even the poison master at the headquarters has never seen it.

So far, these four people have the highest power and status in the profession of poison master.

Bai Ting can become one of the disciples, even if it is not a personal pass, it will be much more convenient to come to the headquarters.

Otherwise, with their two seven-star poison masters, it would be impossible to enter this place so easily.

"Let's go, hurry into the city, the poison gas in the patriarch's body is uncontrollable. If it is not suppressed as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be danger!"

After a few words of emotion, Bai Ting said hello and walked forward with Wei Ruyan without further entanglement.

The city of the headquarters of the Hall of Poison is not much different from the king city and imperial capital outside the city. Not only are there poison masters, but also some ordinary people.

Entering the city and walking on the wide street, Bai Ting and Hai Mingjin glanced at each other, each a little confused.

According to normal circumstances, such a wide main street should be very lively, but now the doors and windows of the shops on both sides are closed, and there is no one there. Could it be that something happened?

Should not be!

If Famed Master Hall really wants to do it, it will inevitably cause uproar in the entire continent. He has never heard such news, which means that nothing will happen.

But apart from the Famed Master Hall, who can make Nuo Da's Poison Hall become empty in an instant?

"Continue to look inside!" After walking for more than half an hour, no one was seen, and the two were a little flustered, and Hai Mingjin couldn't help saying.

"Yeah!" Nodding, Bai Ting was about to speak when he heard a voice.

"The one in front is Junior Brother Bai Ting?"

The two looked up and saw a middle-aged man flying over.

This man is short in stature, about 1.6 meters in height, and has some rickets, which is very inconspicuous, but on the badge on his chest, eight stars shine dazzlingly, showing his identity and making people dare not underestimate him.

"Senior Brother Yuanling!"

Seeing the appearance clearly, Poison Master Bai Ting did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly clasped his fists.

"Yuanling? Could it be the eight-star peak poison master who once poisoned the eighth-level sacred beast of the Sanctuary?" Hearing the name, Hai Mingjin was startled.

He may not know about other eight-star poison masters, but this one is very famous.

The level of the seventy-two first-class hall masters has already reached the peak of the eight-star peak. , are unmatched!

It is said that the Yuanling Hall Master was chased and killed by a holy beast of the eighth level of the sanctuary, and in desperation, he released poison and killed him abruptly.

Because of this battle, he has a great reputation in the entire empire alliance, and the Poison Palace of Qingyuan Titled Kingdom is known to everyone.

Such a person is actually Bai Ting's senior brother, and he studied art together with him... It's shocking to think about it.

"You're welcome, the teacher heard that you have reached the exit state and want to be assessed as an eight-star poison master, so I specially asked me to pick you up!" Yuan Ling smiled.

When Bai Ting came back this time, he obeyed Zhang Xuan's words. He didn't say anything about the ancestor, but said that he wanted to assess the eight-star poison master.

"Thank you, senior brother. By the way, isn't senior brother in Huaijin branch hall? Why did you get here?"

Bai Ting is strange.

Under normal circumstances, the master of the branch hall cannot easily leave the hall, but this one came here and came to pick him up, which made him flattered.

"You don't know?" Yuan Ling was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "That's right, you've been away from here for so many years, it's normal to not know! It was the right protector Shen Que who came back and found the token of the founder of the sect. Become the hall master and hold the poison master conference! We, the hall masters of the seventy-two points hall, have all rushed over during this period of time, and people from the outside of the city have also attended. Therefore, this place is as empty as a field, and no one can be seen. arrive!"

"Right Protector Shen Que?"

"Found the relic of the founder of the sect?"

The two were stunned for a moment, then frowned. Bai Ting looked over and couldn't help asking, "I don't know what... what relic?"

"The [Hereditary Poison Canon] of the founder of the sect!" Yuan Ling said. Can't find your way home? Baidu search "Foreshadowing Novel Network" can go home. Previous Chapter: Chapter 190: Poison Palace Headquarters Return to Chapter List

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