Chapter 39 Black and White (Part 1)

Lu Qingshan's sword-holding hand was trembling, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The meridians all over the body felt burning, the pain was unbearable, and the spiritual power in the dantian was almost exhausted.

The humming sound still echoed on the Dragon Bird Sword.

Zhentian has three swords in total, but he only cut out one sword, which consumes 99% of his spiritual power, and his physical body is already on the verge of collapse.

This is the load required to cast the town.

He was panting slightly.

The smoke and dust dissipated, the flame wave disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

swish swish.

In the calm, a strange sound came from the top of the head, Lu Qingshan couldn't help raising his head.

On the branches of the peach tree that almost covered the sky, those flower buds that had been hidden all the time suddenly twitched and grew at this moment.

Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight.

The buds swell rapidly and bloom.

But in an instant, there are pink peach blossoms everywhere, like being in a sea of ​​flowers, full of fragrance.

It's just that the person in the peach tree will never come back.

Mimi staggered and crawled under the peach tree, tears kept falling from its eyes.

It huddled into a ball, its body was trembling, and it murmured absently, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong... Come back, I will never run around again. ..."

Mimi was crying like a child.

This time, the price it has to bear for sneaking out for fun is too heavy for it.

The self-blame and guilt in his heart made it unbearable at all, and he was in pain.

Yaoyao's eyes are also red, and tears are rolling in her eyes, but she is holding back, not letting the tears fall.

Yaoyao walked up to Mi Mi's side, carefully touched Mi Mi's antlers with the antlers, comforting Mi Mi, it seemed like this could relieve the pain in Mi Mi's heart a little.

Seeing this scene, King Xishu and Dahan also felt panicked in their hearts and fell silent.

Googoooo——

A round storage ring with a shiny metallic luster rolled all the way to King West Mouse.

It was the storage ring of Grandma Golden Snake, and it flew out as Grandma Golden Snake's body was torn apart.

The West Rat King picked it up consciously, and subconsciously checked the specific objects in it.

In addition to the dazzling variety of spiritual materials and poisons, there are also many jade slips.

The King of the West Mouse flipped through it casually, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and trembled all over his body.

It held a slightly old jade slip in its claws, its expression was difficult to understand, and its voice trembled, "Lu Qingshan, look at this..."

Seeing the expression of King Xishu, Lu Qingshan couldn't help being startled, took the jade slip, and penetrated into it with his spiritual sense.

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Thirty years in Yinkui, Shichun, Shuoqi, this is my fifth year as a wizard, and today I finally broke through to the second level of Qi Refining.

The village head said, my spiritual root is very ordinary, and my cultivation qualifications are average.

Like him in this life, it is already very rare to be able to practice to the tenth level of Qi Refining.

I'm a little frustrated. Could it be that the spiritual root aptitude is not good, so no matter how hard you try, it's useless?

Thirty years of Yinkui,

Shichun, Wangba, I thought about this question for a long time, and finally figured it out.

The spiritual root is ordinary, hard work may not change anything, but without hard work, nothing will be changed.

From today onwards, I must work hard to practice and become the most powerful wizard in the history of the village.

...even, the most powerful wizard in the history of the entire Spirit Snake Department!

In the 30th year of Yinkui, at the beginning of spring, on the second day of reading, I went to the village head and asked him if he had any exercises that would allow monks to quickly improve their cultivation without paying attention to spiritual roots.

The village chief said no, but his behavior was not right, and he was secretive.

I know, there must be such a skill!

I must ask the village chief for this exercise.

In Yinkui's 30th year, Shichun, Nian San, asked the village chief for that skill, but to no avail.

In the 30th year of Yinkui, at the beginning of spring, he recited four times and asked for exercises, but to no avail.

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In the 30th year of Yinkui, at the beginning of spring, he recited nine times and tried to obtain exercises, but to no avail.

In the 30th year of Yinkui, at the beginning of spring, he recited ten times and tried to obtain exercises, but to no avail.

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Thirty years of Yinkui, Zhongchun, Shuo Er, maybe this technique really doesn't exist? The village head is so kind to me, and he is not stingy with resources. If there is such a skill, why would he not give it to me?

Forget it, go to the village chief one last time, if there is still no result, then find another way.

Thirty years in Yinkui, Zhongchun, Shuo San, the technique really exists.

Yesterday, the village head finally gave me the exercises.

He also said that this technique has been spread in the five major villages, but few people have practiced it.

Because, this exercise is called "Evil and Difficult Poison Sutra". This exercise does not require painstaking practice. You only need to take the poison, and you can refine the poison into spiritual power, and quickly increase your strength. It's urgent.

But practicing this technique, the toxins in the body will continue to accumulate, and when it reaches a certain critical point, it will burst out instantly.

According to the village chief, most of the monks who practice this technique rarely survive ten years without dying. Let me not act impulsively and carefully weigh the pros and cons.

I hesitate, I have to think about it.

Thirty years in Yinkui, Zhongchun, Shuoliu, my father passed away today.

Dad is only thirty-seven years old this year, but due to the accumulation of toxins from the poisonous spirit flower, his physical body decays and his lifespan prematurely declines, so few people can live past forty years old.

Every villager in the village is just like Dad. The village chief said that beyond the three thousand mountains, there is a wider world where humans can survive without taking the poisonous water soaked in poisonous spirit flowers, so The human race in the outside world can generally live to be over sixty years old.

...

I figured it out, instead of lingering for 20 or 30 years, and then dying of illness and poison, it is better to fight for ten years!

In Yinkui's 30th year, in Zhongchun and Shuoba, he began to study the art of poison and physical training.

Only a strong enough body can withstand more toxins, and only those who are well versed in poison techniques can refine and consume highly poisonous poisons, and...there is a way to get rid of the toxins accumulated in the "Er Nan Du Jing" practice.

In Yinkui's 30th year, late spring, Wang Wu, officially started the practice of "Ernandu Sutra", and took the first poison: peacock gall.

Peacock gallbladder, also known as mylabris, is known to be poisonous because the muscles of people close to it are festered.

It was very painful, very painful. After taking the peacock gall, my body was burned like a knife, and countless red bumps grew on my body. I regretted it a bit.

But after refining these highly poisonous poisons, I actually broke through to the second level of Qi Refining.

It's all worth it!

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Thirty years of Yinkui, Zhongqiu, Wangqi,... breaking through the third level of Qi refining...

Thirty years of Yinkui, in late autumn, Nian San,...... Breaking through the fourth level of Qi Refining...

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In the 30th year of Yinkui, Dongyue, Shuo San, after practicing the Ernandu Sutra, in just eight months, I broke through five levels in a row and reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The village chief advised me that even for those few monks who have tried to practice the Enandu Sutra, there will be at least two or three months between two doses of poison. Don't die.

If it goes on like this, let alone ten years, it won't even survive three years.

In fact, I have already noticed that now every midnight, my abdomen will feel pain like a knife, and I must quickly find a way to get rid of the toxins accumulated in my body.

In the thirty-first year of Yinkui, Shichun and Wangliu, some toxins could indeed be expelled by refining the elixir, but at the same time, he had to stop practicing the Ernandu Sutra, and the progress of his practice had been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time.

Tomorrow, I will go out of the village and go to the mountains to see if I can find some suitable elixir for refining more powerful elixir.

In the thirty-first year of Yinkui, Shichun, Wangqi, what happened today, I still can't believe it.

Today I went into the mountains to search for elixir to refine alchemy, but the toxins accumulated in my body suddenly exploded unexpectedly.

It seems that the price of practicing the Evil and Non-Drug Sutra is about to come. The severe pain from the dantian made me faint on the spot. Before I lost the last trace of sanity, I even thought I would never wake up.

But I finally woke up, and when I woke up, a silver-white deer demon stood beside me.

Her golden antlers gleamed, and a strong vitality surged towards me from the antlers. The toxins that had accumulated in my body for a long time and were hard to get rid of, all melted and disappeared under this vitality, even the poisonous spirit flower The poison also dissipated!

The deer demon took one last look at me, then quickly turned around and left, and escaped into the forest, never to be found again.